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Jabbing Jessica

Jabbing Jessica
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Of all the luck my car had to break down on that day. Not only was it snowing heavily but there was a company happy hour after work that night. Happy hours seemed to be important at the company as it was a chance to get to know the big wigs and besides those who didn’t go did not get promotions or the best assignments. So, not only did I have to figure out how to get home but to and from the bar.
As soon as I got to work I went and asked my sister for a ride. I figured I had it made as she and I would be getting together after happy hour anyway. She worked just down the hall from my office. Poking my head in the door I asked, “Hey Beth my car is in the shop; can you give a ride to this hard up man?”
“Oh, Matt, I was about to call you and cancel for this evening as some old college friends are in town. But, come in and shut the door and we’ll see what we can figure out together.” My sister is absolutely gorgeous at five feet four inches tall and 125 pounds with beautiful D cup titties and sweet blue eyes. Her brunette hair comes all the way down to her large heart shaped ass. I had admired her figure ever since I hit puberty.
“So, you can’t even give me a ride to happy hour, Sis?”
“No little brother, I can’t. Sorry, I am even leaving work early. But, come over here and have a seat and maybe we can work something out.
“Like what, I need to get from here to the bar and from the bar home in this fucking weather; there probably isn’t anyone who is likely to do that.”
“Now little brother would I ever let you down? Now assume your position in my chair and I will take care of everything.” My pecker got rock hard instantly as I knew what this meant and dutifully unzipped my pants and yanked out my cock. Meanwhile, Beth held her skirt up with one hand while she unfastened her garter belt with the other hand.
“I don’t understand how fooling around with you accomplishes anything about my ride situation?” She stepped forward so that her yellow bikini panties were only a few inches from my face. We had been fucking for several weeks ever since we found out that both of us were making love to our mother in a special garden in the backyard of mom’s house. The aroma of her hot cunt filled my nostrils.
“Come on and pull down sissy’s sexy panties and kiss my cunny and I promise you will ride in style tonight.” Beth had always been true to her word so greedily I yanked down her underwear. Promptly she sat down on the desk and picked up the phone and began dialing. Seeing me just sit there waiting for her to make her call she grabbed the back of my head and pulled me to her steam tunnel.
Gently I caressed her brown bush pushing the hair away from her hot pink lips and dove my mouth for her long gash. I scooped my tongue up and down its length before wrapping it around her hot button. At first, I gently flicked it quickly with my tongue over a dozen times before capturing it between my lips and giving it a good hard sucking. As I was doing this she was carrying out a normal conversation on the phone.
“Hey, Jessica, Beth here; can you do me a big favor? You are going to happy hour tonight aren’t you; can you give my brother a ride there and home? His nasty little Junker of a car is broke down. Oh thank you and I owe you big.” All the while her cunt was being ground rhythmically in my face until just as she hung up the phone a massive load of her sweet honey streamed onto my face.
Admiring my accomplishment with her cum dripping from my chin and a large wet spot on her desk I smiled up at my sister. Beth took in a deep breath recovering from her orgasm. As I sat back in her steno chair I queried, “So, I guess you got me a ride?”
“Of course I did and you can repay me by giving me a ride right now,” she sensually responded. She slid forward on her desk as she grabbed her panties. She took and laid them around my pecker to protect my pants from cum spots from her cunt or my cock. It was a trick she had showed me when we started grabbing quickies at work a couple of weeks earlier. She gave my rod a couple of hard squeezes and tugged it until I thought she was going to lift me off of the chair.
“So, who did you get to drive me later?” I asked her this as she put her arms on my shoulders. Gracefully she landed on my lap with her legs straddling the sides of the armless chair. I placed my hands on her plump ass as she lifted her hot honey pot just above my throbbing member.
“You know Jessica on the second floor? She said she would give you a ride.”
“Oh you mean the sexy black lady with the figure that stops traffic?”
“That’s the one,” she cooed as she pushed the head of my cock between her silky lips and deeper and deeper into her tight tunnel. My fingers dug hard into her butt cheeks as she took her ride on my seven inches. Her eyes closed and she threw her head back as her bouncing was causing the chair beneath us to let out squeaks of protest at our abuse.
Beth lowered one hand from my shoulder to her clit and began rapidly frigging herself. Meanwhile, I had moved one of my hands under her blouse and was squeezing the shit out of her boobs through her silky bra. Our breathing was getting deeper as Beth’s pace quickened. I let out a loud low grunt as I spilled a big wad of jism into her hot box. But, she wasn’t quite done as her hips continued to ride my pecker until she squealed out about a minute later in her own orgasm.
Gingerly she got up letting my now flaccid penis fall onto her yellow panties. My sister grabbed the panties and wrapped them around my prick and used them to wipe her juices off of me. Then sitting back on her desk she put back on the now sticky panties as I shoved my limp dick back in my trousers.
“Thanks for getting me the ride this evening,” I said still breathing heavily. Struggling to my feet I leaned in and gave her a small kiss on her lips. She smiled broadly at me knowing that I was also thanking her for the ride she had just taken on my manhood.
“No problem and sorry I had to cancel our evening after happy hour tonight. I will make it up to you Monday evening in Mom’s garden; I promise.” I gave her a knowing smile and tucked back in my shirt. As she was straightening her hair and smoothing out her skirt and blouse someone knocked on her office door. Catching our collective breath I went over and let her secretary in and walked to my office.
The rest of the day seemed to creep by. I didn’t really like these happy hour get togethers and was dreading it even more as someone I didn’t really know was taking me. The ride over to the bar would be a big strain as I hated small talk. Jessica was a foxy lady but I only knew her from saying hello as we passed in the hall and we had been to a couple of training sessions together.
If Jessica had been white I probably would have made a point of getting to know her. But it was 1978 and there was still a taboo about inter-racial dating. She was undoubtedly the sexiest lady in our building at five feet five inches tall and 140 pounds. All of the men ogled her boobs which were D cups; but probably bigger. But just as impressive to me were her long milk chocolate legs that swelled to form a mammoth ass that stood out proudly and firmly from her backside. Even if her perfect figure didn’t turn your head her cool dreamy brown eyes and jet black hair would draw you right into her spell.
5:00 finally rolled around and the was a knock at my open door. I swirled around in my chair to see a goddess standing there. It was Jessica wearing a skin tight scoop neck blouse and a short mini-skirt. The red of her outfit seemed to shimmer under the lights of my office as she asked, “Matt, are you ready to boogie out of here?”
“You bet your life I am ready to get out of this sweat shop,” I answered as I struggled to unglue my eyes from this vision of sensuality. Following her to the coat rack my gaze was fixed on the gentle sway of her ass. Once we bundled up it was easier to maintain my composure and follow her out to her sporty little Mustang.
“This God Damn snow is for the fucking birds,” Jessica ranted.
“It is nasty no doubt about it,” was all I could reply.
“I was supposed to go clubbing tonight; I just love to dance and have fun. Now this fucking storm hits so no one will be out and I don’t like driving in this shit anyway.” Now I felt like shit getting her out on the roads when she doesn’t like driving in bad weather.
“Well, thanks again for the ride. I am sorry to make you drive all the extra way to my place.” Jessica just nodded her head in acknowledgement and smiled at me with her lovely white teeth. As we drove along we both relaxed a bit more and I found myself looking at her legs which seemed even longer as she worked the pedals of the car.
It was the usual bullshit at the bar. People were talking about the job being careful not to complain loud enough that the bosses would here. The more the group drank the rowdier and raunchier the conversation turned. After several drinks I didn’t hide the fact that I was staring at Jessica’s lap.
I couldn’t take my eyes off of her skirt as I was afraid that I would miss it if she accidentally revealed a glimpse of her panties. But, alas, Jessica was a pro when it came to wearing mini-skirts and was able to move freely and not once allow me so much as a peak. I was sure now that if I saw her crotch it was because she let me.
Sexual banter was flowing freely and girls and guys were openly flirting with each other. To my surprise, Jessica and I were among those flirting with one another. The sexual tension rose to a whole new level as she proclaimed to me, “I don’t go out with many white guys as all of them I have been with have pencil dicks!”
“And how many white guys have you been with?”
“A few, enough to know that none of them would stretch any sister’s pussy.” She seemed to be confident in her facts but I couldn’t let it pass.
“Speaking as a white guy you just haven’t fucked the right men.”
“And I suppose that you think that you are equipped enough to stretch a sister’s twat?” I looked at her and smiled not really sure if I had a pencil dick in her eyes or if I could really be credited with having a pussy pleaser. Just then she looked down and saw the large bulge in my pants.
“I’m not sure about that and there is only one way to find out. But, I know that if mine isn’t a pussy pleaser there are plenty of white guys who have wide enough cocks to please a sister.” Teasingly I ran my fingertips up her leg and kind of giggled nervously.
She leaned over and put her mouth near my ear.
“Judging by that happy bulge in your pants you may just have a decent prick,” she whispered. Then she got up and used the restroom. When she came back the conversation switched gears and our flirting cooled down substantially. I was both relieved and disappointed. After a few more drinks we decided to head out into the night.
The snow was just coming to an end and the winds were calm. Everything was covered in a blanket of white. The road graders were the only noise to break the silence in the distance as we scurried to the car. Then to my shock, as we were buckling our seat belts she suggested, “My home is only about a mile and a half from here why don’t we go there and wait for the road crews to get to the streets for an hour or two before running you the other 15 miles to your place?”
“That would be fine,” I said without trying to sound too excited about spending more time gawking at her cock hardening body. Every sexual thought possible ran through my mind as I was almost dizzy in confusion and not sure what was in store. Playing it as cool as I could I just smiled over at her and resumed watching her legs.
“Matt, so what do you really think of my body?” This question knocked the breath out of me. As she put the car into gear I gulped and forced the answer out of my throat.
“My God, Jessica, you are a very sexy lady!” After saying this I saw the skirt rise up on her thighs until a patch of white material appeared. I thought I might cum without even touching myself. If she was just teasing me she was doing one hell of a job at it.
“Well vanilla boy if I gave you the chance would you fuck this chocolate chic?”
“Oh god yes I’d love to try some chocolate and yours looks absolutely good enough to eat!” I didn’t try to hide my enthusiasm anymore. As we came to a traffic light one of her hands left the steering wheel and went for her crotch and under her panties. Without revealing anymore of the undies to my eyes she dug inside her cunt and brought out a wet finger and showed it to me as she started the vehicle rolling once again.
“Well, if you get my cunt part of the reason will be that instead of staring at my boobs all night like most guys do you seemed to be salivating over my crotch and legs. How does this taste?” As we came to a stop at another light she stuck her long slender finger in my mouth which I quickly licked clean.
“Jesus, it is heavenly; fuck I love chocolate!” She laughed at my goofy comment and then looked over at my crotch.
“Pull it out and let me see; then I’ll know if you were just another honky with a pencil dick or not.” I was startled at her brashness but too turned on to argue. It was difficult to get out of my pants as rigid as it was and as cramped as things were in the seat belt. But, in a few seconds she was giving it a light squeeze.
“I guess you were right not all white guys have pencil dicks after all; you are looking pretty good there. Now stuff it back away while I think about whether you are worth my trouble.” I thought she was just playing with me, but wasn’t quite sure. I would find out soon as we were pulling into her driveway.
We raced to the door and Jessica had it open in no time flat. She took my coat and we took turns using the bathroom as she got us each a beer. I was standing in the middle of the living room admiring her tasteful décor as she threw her arms around me and jabbed her tongue down my throat. Coming up for airy whispered, I take it you have now made up your mind.”
“Not quite, but almost; have a seat there,” she said purring as she pointed at a large easy chair. As soon as I was in the chair she was on my lap with her full big lips devouring my mouth. Our kissing was intense as I ran my hands all over her back and legs and she ran her hands through my hair.
A couple of times I tried to sneak my hand under her skirt but she would have none of it. My hands were only going where she wanted them to go and when she wanted them to go there. After several minutes of near torture she let my hands travel inside of her blouse to her silky bra. As my hand traveled from one tit to the other she pulled her blouse off over her head with her bra soon following.
“Your boobs are fucking amazing!” They were huge and stuck straight out from her chest. Both jugs were perfect cones coming to a point at her hard brown nipples. The nipples were truly the size of pencil erasers.
“Well, don’t just sit there eat my chocolate cones, Matt.” Cupping both tits with my hands I took her rock hard nipples into my mouth and flicked my tongue across them. As I sucked from one to another she ground her twin globes in my face as she unbuttoned and removed my shirt. I reached down to her skirt and was quickly rebuffed again.
“Oh fuck, Matt suck the whole damn thing into that fucking mouth; make me cum sucking my tits.” Opening my mouth as wide as I could get I sucked in as much of that massive orb as I could. She sighed deeply as I licked, sucked, and bit all over her bark brown jugs. She was squirming all over my lap as her moaning got louder.
Oh fuck, I love eating your chocolate cones,” I panted while taking a breath. She wrapped her hands tighter around my head and threw her head back in ecstasy. Her whole body shook as Jessica had her first orgasm. I tried in vain again to slip my hand under her skirt but again was stopped. She pulled her breasts out of my mouth and stood in front of me.
“That was fucking good; now follow me to my room and we will see what we can do with that white meat of yours,” Jessica seductively purred. With my eyes fixed on her plump ass I followed her down the hall to her bedroom. It was a large sparsely furnished room with a queen sized bed. She merely pointed at me and motioned for me to remove my pants, shoes, and socks. When I started to take off my briefs she put a stop sign up.
Saying nothing she stood near the bed and kicked off her shoes and then slowly and teasingly dropped her skirt to the floor. I nearly passed out at the sight that greeted me. My cock was now pointing straight out in an almost painful erection the likes of which I had rarely felt. My heart was racing out of control.
It was a jaw dropping sight as she was standing there in nothing but her white silk bikini panties. They were a perfect contrast to her chocolate brown body as they seemed to jump out at me. And, God they were white; they were a brighter white than I had ever seen; whiter than the snow that covered the ground outside. They fit her as tight as a glove accenting her crotch and ass marvelously.
There was a small triangle of lace coming from each seam at the sides of the garment. As she turned to lay her skirt on a nearby chair I could see the glaring white of the undies was only interrupted by a wet spot in the heart of the crotch. This was the sexiest sight I have ever seen; no other woman naked or scantily dressed has ever turned me on as much as Jessica did in those bright white panties against her sexy dark skin.
Timidly I took a couple of steps toward this goddess. Coming together she kissed me passionately as I ran my hands down to the cheeks of her ass which caused a shudder to go through my body. Reaching a hand between us she latched on to my cock and gave it a squeeze saying, “This is the biggest hunk of white meat I’ve ever seen.”
Kissing me again she pushed my briefs off over my ass and they fell to the floor. As I stepped out of them Jessica sprawled out on the bed inviting me to join her with her panty clad ass looking up at me just asking for loving.
Taking a deep breath I straddled her thighs and began slowly to explore her. As I rubbed my hands on her slender back I was amazed that anyone could have skin this soft. Leaning down I planted soft little kisses all the way down her back until I reached the thin elastic band at the top of her panties.
Giving in to my panty fetish I wedged myself between her legs and laid down with my face at her round rump. The smooth silk felt glorious under my hands. I kissed licked and kneaded her ass through her undies until she began grinding that big rear in my face. She must have been enjoying it as soon she pushed her feet under my hips and began toying roughly with my erection.
Up and down each cheek my mouth traveled and then into her crack pushing the panties deeper and deeper into it. Then I kissed back up the cheeks and back down once again down into the crack; each time the aroma of her womanhood grew stronger and stronger and the movement of her ass grew in intensity. Damn these were sexy panties.
I was about to ask her to roll over so that I could give her front side some loving when she did just that. The first thing I noticed was the wet spot which had doubled in size from when she had taken off her skirt. As with her rear I attacked her panties mercilessly. I could feel her full forested bush under the silky material and even see the outline of her cunt lips
After kissing the entire front panel of the bikini I went to work on the crotch kissing and licking just as if I were kissing her pussy without the panties in the way. Soon Jessica was humping my face and again had grabbed my cock between her sweet little feet. Between my saliva and her juices the panties were getting soaked when she demanded, “I can tell you have a thing for my panties but, how about ripping the fuckers off and eat the real thing damn it!”
She was right as much as I enjoyed making love to her panties it was time to take them off and see if the glory of her cunt matched the rest of her. I hooked my thumbs in the sides of the undies as she elevated her ass off of the bed. With the silky material clear of her butt she lifted her legs putting them together as she pointed them straight up to the ceiling. Quickly I worked them up the long legs and off of her feet.
As her legs came down on each side of me I got my first glimpse of Jessica’s pussy. It was a feast for the eyes as she pulled her knees up so that her kitty was pointed straight at my face. Her cunt was surrounded by a thick black bush. Her fiery reddish pink pussy lips seemed to call to me from the brown skin and black hair that surrounded them.
There was no delaying tactics as my face was licking her juices before she was fully settled back down. After doing an initial probing and licking up her flood of juices I moved my mouth to her clit. As I chewed and licked her hot button I used one hand to play in her swampy cunt and the other to tease her tight little asshole.
Looking over her stomach I could see her playing with her boobs with one hand while she had the fingers of her other hand intertwined in my hair. Her feet were smashing my butt as her pelvis gyrated to my lavish attention to her crotch. Her cunt juices flowed all over the two fingers that were now inside her twat as I poked a finger up to my knuckle up her ass hole. She cried out, “Oh fuck, yes.”
Licking her cunt faster I could feel her whole body stiffen as I finger fucked her cunt and bowels. Pulling hard on my hair Jessica let out a shriek, obviously Cumming hard, as I glanced up momentarily asking, “So, I gather you like white boy loving?”
“Oh shut up and fuck me; get that hunk of white meat inside of my pussy, right now,” she responded hoarsely and out of breath. First, I pulled the finger out of her ass and tasted her nasty bowels and knew I wanted more of that. Then, I popped the fingers from her cunt and quickly licked them clean as she spread her legs wider.
Without any hesitation I moved up her body and as I admired her smooth soft sexy milk chocolate skin yet again Jessica gave my cock one hell of a hard yank pulling it toward her hungry twat. As I pushed into her womanhood her cunt seemed to swallow my member up; sucking it right in. Then the skillful muscles of her cunt began milking my cock. Powerfully I stroked my tool in and out of her tight quarters.
Each of my thrusts was met with a counter thrust as well as the never ending contractions of her cunt against my probing prick. Her head was rolling from side to side as her fingers dug deeply into my ass. Every muscle in my body was straining and I could hardly breathe as we continued the pummeling. Harder and harder we worked on each other as the sound of skin smacking against skin filled the room as I uttered, “oh God, oh fuck Jessica, I’m going to cum.”
“Not yet you bastard; you better bring me along with you, you son of a bitch.” Her demand had the effect of exciting me so much that I shot a huge load of spunk deep into her tunnel. To my relief my cock didn’t let me down staying stiff as a board and I didn’t miss a beat as I slammed in and out of her now sloppy cunt.
I could feel my balls tighten again and spill more spunk into her as Jessica grabbed me extra hard while she let out a guttural growl as she came flooding my cock with her cum. All at once she let go of me and just laid there limply. So, gently I rolled off of her feeling serene about what we had just done and admiring the beauty of this sexy woman.
Just then my lover rolled over to her side showing me her big black ass. Remembering how good my finger had tasted after pulling it out of her rosebud I reached down to play with her rump. Swatting my hand away she scooted to the edge of the bed and bluntly told me, “We had better take you the rest of the way home.”
“I guess so,” I meekly answered already realizing that Jessica was a strong willed woman and didn’t say what she didn’t mean. Of course, I was hoping for another chance with this vivacious lover. Reaching into her dresser she pulled out a pair bright purple bikini panties that looked almost as sexy on her as the snow white ones had.
Struggling to my feet I began the process of finding my clothes and putting them on ending up in her living room putting back on my shirt. My eyes were glued on her though watching her slip back on her bra and blouse. Walking over to me she jabbed her tongue down my throat then told me, “You are a great fuck; I’ll have to try Vanilla again sometime; you have a wonderfully nasty hunk of cock meat.”
“Oh God Jessica, this is the first time I’ve ever tried chocolate and you are absolutely fucking amazing,” I told her as I leaned in to kiss her again. I sucked her full bottom lip into my mouth and slid my tongue over the sensual skin. Finishing the kiss she looked out the window and noticed that it had been snowing again. Turning away before we got all heated up again Jessica handed me my coat and an ice scraper and we headed out to her car together. She opened the door and started the engine to let it warm up.
The two of us worked together cleaning the snow off the windows for nearly twenty minutes. Cold and exhausted we settled back into the bucket seats and looked up at the sky and the clouds had made way for the brilliant stars to shine down on us. It was indeed beautiful until Jessica pulled out and our tires spun. It took a half an hour to drive to my apartment. Jessica debated whether or not she should turn around right away or give the snow plows a chance to do their work now that it was clear the storm was finally over. I swayed her decision by inviting her in for a cup of coffee.
Still cold from the work of cleaning off the car she thought that coming in for a while would give her a chance to really get warm. Having just moved in the prior weekend after staying with my mom while recovering from the shock of losing my last job I still had boxes laying all over the place.
Jessica was empathetic and said she didn’t mind walking around the mess. She told me that she had better stay for only about half an hours she needed a good night’s sleep. Hopefully that would be enough time to warm up and maybe the plows will have gotten to the major roads by the time she was driving back.
I headed straight to the kitchen and started the coffee brewing. While I was doing this Jessica took it upon herself to clear a spot on the coffee table and couch for us. Bringing the mugs into the front room my jaw dropped as she was standing in front of the couch in just her bra and panties causing me to exclaim, “Oh my fucking god in heaven!”
“So, Matt, you have a thing for panties, huh? Which do you like better these purple ones or the white ones I had on earlier?” I didn’t need to think about my answer.
“I loved the white ones for sure but, those purple undies look amazing, too.” She took a mug from me and took a big sip and after sitting it down on the table lightly stroked her finger across the newly returned bulge in my pants.
“I thought so; here is a gift to remember this evening by. Now, why don’t you strip off those clothes for me; time is wasting.” Reaching in her purse she pulled out the white panties she had worn during our earlier fun and handed them to me. In a flash I was standing in front of her nude with my pecker pointing straight at her belly button.
Sauntering the four or five steps over to me she engulfed my mouth with her sexy lips. We kissed again passionately as she pushed me toward the sofa. Then shoved me down laying on top of me and whispered, “You got to eat me earlier now it is my turn to eat you and get some cream for my coffee. I just hope you can cum twice more tonight.”
“Oh sexy lady, I sure hope so too,” I excitedly whispered back. Quickly she kissed down my stomach until she reached my hard shaft. Cupping my balls in her hand she stuck out her tongue and lightly flicked over my pee hole. Then still using just the tip of the tongue she licked up and down all over the rigid pole. She was driving me crazy.
Jessica inhaled deeply as she covered my cock head with those full lips as her tongue swirled in circles at the tip. I could feel the inside of her cheeks as she worked her mouth toward the base of my prick. Soon she was fucking my cock with her mouth as I watched her face bob up and down. The next thing I knew all I could see was the brilliant purple of her silky panties as she had spun around and planted her crotch in my face.
Nothing needed to be said as I eagerly caressed and kissed the purple panties passionately. Squeezing my balls a bit harder she was quickly bringing me to orgasm as I thought she might swallow my prick whole as she had such suction on my cock. As the spunk rose from me I wrapped my arms tightly around her waist, holding on for dear life, while I blasted the back of her throat with a big shot of sticky cream.
As quickly as I came Jessica bounced up and stood beside the couch looking at me sipping her coffee and smiling. My eyes focused on the triangle of material covering her bush. I was struck by the pure sensuality of the purple material against her dark skin just as I had been a couple of hours earlier with the white panties. I wanted to reach out and bury my head there or rip them off of her.
Reading my mind Jessica put down the coffee and pulled down her undies exposing the slightly matted hair. Then she slid to the floor and laid her belly across the table wiggling that large ass at my face. Hoping that I understood just what she wanted I moved in behind her and started making love to her butt.
Planting kisses all over both her large mounds of fudge I kissed licked, nipped and caressed like there was no tomorrow as this might be my only chance with her. Pulling her cheeks apart I made my way down the silky soft surface until I reached the deep crevice of her crack. Moans started coming from her as I got closer and closer to her rectum.
Jabbing my tongue hard against her anal opening I felt her sphincter give way. I poked my tongue in and out of her bowels fervently tongue fucking her sexy black ass. There could be no doubt that she liked this as cunt honey was running down my chin and neck. Kneading and fondling the pillow flesh of her ass I tried to stick my tongue deeper into her shit hole. Unnoticed to me her finger was rapidly frigging her clit.
“Oh fuck, you damn bastard get that tongue out of there and fuck me up the ass; come on fuck my shit hole.” Giving her poop shoot a couple of more stabs I pulled away as she had read my mind again. Getting into position I rubbed my pecker deep in the crevice between her cheeks a few times and then scooping up her cunt honey I applied some to my prick and her anal opening.
Pressing the head of my member against her sphincter muscles her hole seemed unyielding as virtually none of my cock would go in. Suddenly she pushed hard against my pressure and the head popped in greeted by a squeal from her. I groaned, “I don’t think I can get all the way in it is so fucking tight.”
“The hell you can’t; now ram that fucking thing in; come on fuck my shit come on you fucking bastard, harder,” she pleaded. Giving a hard shove I sunk in another inch. Pulling back slightly I gave her bowels another ram and sank in another inch. Resting for a second to get used to the new surroundings I reached around her chest and began caressing her boobs through her bra.
There is something about the feel of tits confined in a bra; they are firmer still yet soft. The feeling of her massive orbs in my hands turned me on even more so I shoved my pecker against her resistant ass hole once again and fell in two more inches. Jessica was panting now as I pulled back and rammed in again and again each time going a little deeper. Her double chocolate tunnel was the tightest hole my cock had ever been in.
Grunting with each thrust I pounded away mercilessly. Jessica’s panting became louder as I was now pummeling all the way in and out of her shit hole. My blood was boiling as I shot a load of cum into her bowels. Still excited I continued to piston her rear passage as she yelped, “Oh shit you bastard I’m cumming.”
Very happy that she had cum I let my limp dick slide from her back door. It actually hurt a bit like skin might have been peeled from it like a banana. Nothing was said for over a minute as we caught our breath. Getting up Jessica walked over to her clothes and put them back on before taking another sip of coffee. My heart sank because it was obvious that our time together was ending, at least, for tonight.
My lover explained that she just had to get home as she had things to do and besides she couldn’t wear the same outfit to work again. Understanding her reasoning I kissed her passionately and walked her to her car. As she got in I swatted her ass to which she replied, “Not tonight lover maybe next time.”
Part of me was glad that she had left me alone as she had worn me out so much that I fell asleep right away. It was a very contented sleep and I awoke the next morning very refreshed. Neither Jessica nor I tried to make contact that Thursday but I spoke to her on Friday. She invited me to go out with her after happy hour the following Wednesday.
Of course, I happily agreed as I knew our time together would be a glorious adventure. After hanging up from Jessica I called Beth and she asked how the evening had gone Wednesday night and I just told her the standard bullshit that it had gone ok. I wasn’t sure if my sister lover would be jealous of my black lover or not, so I stayed mute about my romp with Jessica.
When I got to my mother’s house on Monday she wasn’t there but I was greeted by Beth who told me that mom would not be home until 8:00. Taking my hand she led me to the fuck garden and unbuttoned my shirt. She didn’t stop there as her hands traveled to my belt and the zipper on my pants. She had me naked in about a minute and I was glad the snow had melted and it was at least 65 degrees outside.
Quickly I returned the favor and threw her clothes on to the patio. She seemed extra horny as my cock found her hole without much foreplay. After just a few strokes she rolled me over and began riding me hard. She gasped, “Oh Matt your big white cock feels so fucking good in my snatch, Oh baby ram it home for sissy.”
I wondered why she had bothered specifying that my cock was white. But, seeing her mammoth tits bouncing in front of my eyes brought me right back to the reality of stuffing her cunt while I squeezed both of her melons in my hands. Excitedly I shouted, “Oh Christ Beth, I am fucking cumming.”
As we laid there recovering we decided to cool it until mom came home after all it was her fuck garden and she was entitled to enjoy the action with us. Now fully recovered Beth asked me a question out of the blue, “Little brother you have been holding out on me. Why didn’t you tell me that you spent Wednesday night jabbing Jessica?”
“I didn’t know what you would say if you knew that I was jabbing Jessica.”
“I would say that you need to figure out a way to share that sexy lady with me. After all, Matt I have always wanted to have some hot fudge myself.” I should have anticipated her desire as we have been having threesomes with mom for a couple of months at this point. We spent the time until mom got home discussing how to seduce Jessica on Wednesday evening. Beth told me that she had flirted shamelessly with Jessica after hearing that I had fucked her and she seemed to get a warm response and even some flirting in return.
The ultimate question was how to let Jessica in on our taboo incestuous relationship without turning her off and more importantly landing her in bed with both of us. The plan we came up with partly involved Beth finding excuses to visit Jessica’s office and shamelessly making passes and flirting with her as well as maintaining close physical contact at the bar Wednesday evening. We had just finished formulating our plan when a voice called out from the back door, “What is the big idea of starting without your mother?”
“Kacey, we just couldn’t help ourselves, come over and join the fun,” I called to my mother who was looking as sexy as ever. Kicking off her sandals my parent waltzed over to us. Instantly my dick sprung to life and seeing this my mother knelt down and took the shaft into her warm mouth. My hot sister quickly went about the business of practically ripping off every stitch of mom’s clothing.
Still sucking me mom was now shivering in the cooler winter night. Beth tried to warm her up by cuddling and caressing her. Then she tried to try and take mom’s mind off the chilly air by diddling her clit. But mom was still too cold so asked while she was still shaking, “Children why don’t we take this inside?”
Dropping my pulsating pecker from her mouth my mother didn’t wait for an answer and got up and ran for the house. Beth and I were quickly on her heels following her right to her bed. As soon as my ass hit the bed mom’s mouth returned to my prick and Beth began kissing all over mom’s backside.
We spent the next three hours in incestual bliss. As at times I was kissing and fondling both of them simultaneously and even got to see them take one another up the ass. I couldn’t help but think about how lucky of a man I was to be with these two vixens. And yet, I couldn’t wait to see how things worked out Wednesday evening with my sister and my black goddess.
The next two days went by slowly with none of the ladies even giving me a second glance. This time it seemed like a waste of gas during the energy crisis as Jessica, Beth, and I each drove our own cars to the bar. Beth and I got there first so I asked her how the flirting with Jessica had gone. She told me that she was sure that Jessica was bisexual and that they had almost kissed earlier in the day and that Jessica actively flirted in return.
As far as the incest thing was concerned Beth said she all but told Jessica that we were having an incestuous affair and it didn’t seem to phase her at all. She was almost certain that Jessica that understood her but we only would know for certain when we got her alone later that night. I saw the sexy Mustang approach and waved at Jessica.
Always a sight for sore eyes Jessica looked as edible as ever as she joined us and we walked into the bar. The scene was the same as it had been the week before. I had only been with the company a couple of months and the Wednesday ritual was already getting very old. Without the sexy ladies I was with it would have been torture.
Carefully Beth and I made sure that Jessica sat between us. Wasting no time we began the flirting before the first round arrived. Glad that the table hid our laps from our coworker’s views I caressed Jessica’s thighs. Within a couple of rounds Jessica was returning the caresses, getting higher and higher.
Not knowing what our supervisors would think we restrained ourselves from kissing or anything else overt. Whispering to Jessica, Beth overheard me ask, “What color are your undies tonight sexy lady?”
“Well stud, they are silky black bikinis,” my sister answered. Then she just smiled at me coyly and pretended to be a little embarrassed that she had answered the question
Smiling herself and half laughing Jessica spoke out, “I think the question was for me. My panties are another pair of the sexy white ones you liked so much last week Vanilla Boy.”
“Well, I’d love to bury my face in either one or both pairs of those sexy panties you all are wearing,” I said leaning in to them. Looking down I saw Beth’s hand traveling up Jessica’s thigh and the black woman was doing nothing to stop my horny sister. Jessica was concentrating on other things as soon as the words came out of my mouth she had her hand wrapped firmly around my pecker.
“Your sister has her fingers inside of my panties,” Jessica said softly in my ear. This almost caused me to spit my beer out. Quickly I swallowed and looked down only to see Jessica’s silky crotch being moved by Beth’s fingers underneath it. Looking over at Beth’s face she gave me one of her sexiest smiles and licked her lips.
Whispering to the ladies about the situation and how hot we were all getting I suggested we make a break for the door. The question they came up with is where we were going and what were we doing when we got there? I suggested Jessica’s place as it was closest and we would do whatever turned all of us on once we got there. Both ladies readily agreed as Beth pulled her finger from Jessica’s panties as Jessica released my erection.
“I guess I had better get out of here I have a long day to put in tomorrow,” I announced to everyone in the area. It was probably just a little early to leave but if I stayed any longer one of us would make a public scene. The ladies quickly, but separately followed me out of the door and we raced for Jessica’s place.
Driving her Mustang I figured that Jessica would be the first one there. But, by the time she pulled up Beth and I were kissing by her front door. I had my hand up her skirt caressing the ass of her silky panties. If there were any doubt in Jessica’s mind about incest between my sister and I it certainly was gone now.
“You two don’t waste any time, do you? Is there room for a hot black bitch in your little family affair?” Jessica was fumbling for her keys as she asked this. Digging the elusive object from the bottom of her purse she finally let us in. Dumping her stuff on a table just inside the door she grabbed Beth’s wrist and pulled her to the center of the room.
“Oh my, Jessica, you bet your ass there is,” Beth answered in a squeal as Jessica pulled my sister into her arms. As I closed the door the two women were in a hard embrace. Their tongues were darting in and out of each other’s mouths as their pelvises rubbed against one another while their hands powerfully sunk into their partner’s butt cheeks through the material of their skirts and panties.
Amazed at this scene I stood there and watched and as they started removing one another’s skirts I kicked off my shoes and got out of my shirt. By the time they were down to just their bras and panties it was too much for me. My pants were down to my knees with my briefs and I was pumping my rod ever so slowly.
The sight of my sisters black lingerie on her pale skin combined with Jessica’s bright white under garments against her deep brown skin was just too damn much. It was so easy to lose control as these two contrasting sexy ladies melted into each other’ tit smashing into tit and crotch rubbing crotch.
Stepping out of my clothes I walked up behind the black lady and planted my prick right in her silky ass crack. As I nibbled on her neck I stroked my rod up and down between her cheeks while reaching around both of them to caress Beth’s back. Jessica separated her legs slightly and huskily whispered, “Both of you on your knees and kiss me through my panties continuing where we left off at the bar.”
Eagerly I ran my mouth and hands all over that white silky ass while my sister did the same on her front side. We were both working to the heart of Jessica’s sex when our tongues found each other and we kissed quickly but passionately right there between Jessica’s thighs. My black goddess was obviously enjoying our attention as she was bumping and grinding us briskly.
“Fuck, Chocolate Chic I love your fucking ass,” I exclaimed between kisses as I was now squishing my sister’s boobs through Jessica’s legs. Suddenly our black lover was pushing her way down to join us and turning around as she did. Somehow in a matter of seconds she had her empty panties in my face, her full lips on the head of my cock, and her naked ass in my sister’s face.” Here Vanilla Boy sniff these while I suck in this fucking light meat and I bet your sister’s mouth finds my leaking twat; Oh shit, I knew it!” As she said this Beth had buried her face between Jessica’s hips and was going to town on her cunt. My pecker was being vacuumed into Jessica’s mouth hard and fast. I caressed Jessica’s back and boobs with one hand while holding her panties to my nose with the other. The sounds of the girl’s sucking and slurping grew louder and louder.
My first load blew into Jessica’s mouth just as Beth’s eating had caused her to cum leaving my sister’s face covered in sweet honey. Swinging around Jessica ripped off Beth’s panties as I rammed my cock hard into her pussy. Pleading and swishing her cunt in Jessica’s face Beth moaned, “Oh shit, eat this Vanilla Twat; fucking shit, yes.”
Looking down at Jessica attacking my sister’s cunt and seeing that huge black ass I didn’t think I would last very long as I pistoned in and out of Jessica’s cunt. Then without thinking I gave her ass a swat and heard her moan from inside of Beth’s cunt and felt her ass wiggle slightly. So, I swatted it again, a bit harder this time.
Her butt wiggled even more and the moan was longer this time. Soon her ass was coming up to meet my thrusts as I continued to spank her chocolate rear. Jessica’s hands were now mauling Beth’s tits as we continued toward orgasm. Sis’s hips were bouncing off of the floor as she came over and over with her fingers practically ripping out Jessica’s hair. After I fell out of Jessica and she had swallowed all of what Beth had to give we rested and had a round of drinks.
Giving my cock recuperation time the girl’s started playing with each other at first just rubbing their nipples together. As their loving got more intense my cock began coming back to life. While fingering each other’s assholes they took turns sucking one another’s titties. Then when things got really steamy they invited me back to have fun.
For the next several hours we sucked and fucked like none of us had ever done before. Needless to say we were all like zombies at work the next day; at least, Beth and I had thought ahead and brought a change of clothes. My relationship with my sister and mother continued for a long time.
As for Jessica, we had wonderful sex several more times, both with and without Beth, but a couple of months later she got a promotion which took her out of state. Jessica did have one long lasting effect on my love life though as she widened my horizons. I found myself wanting to sample every type of girl. Not only did I want to go out with every color of the rainbow (which I did) but every age, shape and size.
When they say don’t judge a book by its cover they are right as the best sex I have had hasn’t always come from the “sexy” ladies. The best fuck of my life came from a black lady twenty years older than me who weighed at least 250 pounds. She did things that blew me away and with a passion unmatched from any other lover.
Alas, she didn’t find me exciting enough for her. But, to this very day I wake up and swear I can taste Jessica, Beth, or my mom’s cunts on my lips as I remember that wild, wild winter with them

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Young Fun by the lake 2 – dreaming of a long time ago

This is fantasy. It involves two cousins(girls 16 and 18), the girl’s grandmother, and a semi-conscious, semi-consenting 25 year old male main character. There is kinda incest with the female characters being related, and a bit of an issue with a sexually active 16-year-old.

Christmas Shopping

“Magical time of the year, my ass!” I said to myself while I waited in the mall for my wife to call me on my cell phone.
Here I was at the only mall in this town surrounded by umber-white, cheese eating, un-cultured pig farmers doing their Christmas shopping and my nerves were beginning to wear thin.
My wife, Susan, abandoned me to run to her office for a small medical emergency. That was at 11a.m., it was now 5 p.m. and if I had to hear another damn Christmas carol I was going to snap and go on a shooting spree.
How did I find myself condemned to the land of pig farmers and dairy products you might ask? Well that is a story in itself.
Six months ago, my wife was a plastic surgeon to the stars and I was one of the top talent agents in Hollywood.
We went to movie premieres, went on vacations with movie stars and went to wild parties. You know the kind of parties where people would do coke, drink and have orgies at each other’s houses. But I had a mild nervous breakdown and was at risk of having a stroke.
My doctor suggested that I quit my job and move away from Hollywood and my wife agreed with him. So she quit her practice and started a new one here.
I fought her at first about moving. I explained that all of our friends where in Hollywood and how good of a life we had there. But she told me that we could have just as good of a life anywhere else and that the ‘friends’ in Hollywood only liked us because of our connections. She also said she would do anything to keep me healthy and would make up for dragging me away from my beloved Hollywood. How can you argue with a woman that has your best interest at heart?
Once we got to Iowa, my wife established her new practice and I was able to get a teaching job at a local university in the liberal arts department. It wasn’t what I was used to, but at least it kept me from losing my mind completely.
My cell phone rang and I eagerly answered it.
“Where in the hell are you?” I said harshly.
“I’m just pulling into the parking lot, Quinton. I will pick you up at the Dillard’s side of the mall.” She said calmly, but I could hear her, ‘don’t get snippy with me’, tone in her voice.
“I’m sorry dear, it’s just been a long day and I’m tired.” I said apologetically.
There was a slight pause and I thought for a moment that she had hung up on me.
Then she broke the silence. “It’s okay sweetheart, I would be a little upset too if I was stuck in a mall for six hours. If it makes you feel any better, I have a little surprise for you”, she said mischievously over the phone. “So you better hurry up and get out here if you want your surprise.”
Before I could say anything else she had ended the phone call.
When my wife acted that way I knew she was up to something, something that I would like.
So I started to move to the other side of the mall. With each step I found myself moving faster and almost ran an old lady over trying to get to the exit.
When I got outside it was snowing and I had a hard time finding my wife’s GL550 Mercedes-Benz.
I only had to look for a brief moment when I heard a horn and turn around to see her, flashing the lights at me.
I ran to the SUV and jumped into the passenger seat, getting out of the cold winter’s air.
Susan’s red hair was neatly pulled back into a bun and she was wearing a very snug white blouse that was unbuttoned just enough to show a little cleavage of her 36D breast. She had also worn a flannel gray skirt that had ridden up her shapely legs to the middle of her thighs and a pair of black knee-high boots. She was always about being in fashion, even if it was minus five degrees outside.
“So what is the surprise you have for me?” I asked.
Not taking her emerald-green eyes off the traffic in front of her she said, “I’m too excited to tell you about it yet. Let me park first then I will tell you about your surprise.”
Susan drove around the mall parking lot for about five minutes when she had found a spot, far away from the main entrance.
She put the SUV into park, but left the motor running so we could have the heat on.
Unbuckling her seat-belt, Susan turned in her seat and said, “You know when I left you this morning to go to my clinic? Well I was called by Mrs. Kolowoski. She is one of my biggest clients and she wanted to get some Botox done to her face.”
Still not impressed by Susan’s remarks I said, “And… this is important to me because?”
“Don’t be rude”, she scolded me.
I closed my mouth and let my wife finish what she had to say.
“As I was saying, Mrs. Kolowoski needed to have some Botox done to her face for a big costume party she is having in two weeks and we were invited to go”, she said.
I lifted one of my eye brows in disbelief and said, “So you kept me in this god-forsaken mall for six hours to tell me we are going to a costume party?”
My wife has the patients of a saint. Most women I know would have slapped me and made me walk home for acting that way, but not Susan. She just smiled at me and placed a finger on my lips to quiet me.
“There’s more,” she said. “She had me use my panties to R.S.V.P.”
With those words I shut my big mouth and listen.
Susan told me while she was injecting Mrs. Kolowoski’s face, they made small talk.
Mrs. Kolowoski asked Susan how she and I were adjusting to Iowa and if we missed the fast paced life of the west coast. Susan said she told her that we were getting along, but did miss some of the parties we used to go to.
Mrs. Kolowoski asked several questions about the parties. And before Susan knew it, she had told her some of the wilder sex parties we use to attend back in California.
“The next thing I knew Mrs. Kolowoski had me on my exam table and running her fingers up and down my pussy, teasing my clit”, Susan said.
“Really, what happen next?” I asked impatiently.
My wife reclined her seat and closed her eyes. “Well she spread my legs and kissed her way up my thighs to my pussy. At first she licked my pussy through my panties, which really turned me on”, she said.
“And?” I asked encouragingly.
Susan’s hands slid down her thighs and grabbed onto the hem of her skirt. She continued with her story, “Mmmm… she licked my pussy through my panties until I had soaked them completely!”
While she told me of what happen, Susan had lifted her skirt, exposing her shaved wet pussy.
I was freaking out by what was happening, but excited at the same time. Here we were in a middle of a crowded parking lot with holiday shoppers coming and going to their cars and I was afraid we were going to get caught. But seeing Susan getting turned on by telling her story excited me more and I didn’t want her to stop.
Susan’s fingers worked their way to her pussy and began to probe her tight hole. From what I could see of them, she was turned-on and totally wet.
“What are you doing?” I asked.
Sliding her finger in and out of herself, like it was a cock fucking her, she said, “I can’t help it. Mrs. Kolowoski really knows how to please a woman and thinking about her hot tongue on my clit has gotten me hot again.”
It had been a long time since I seen my wife’s pussy eaten by another woman, and listening to her go on about her ‘mid-day delight’ was making me hard. I could feel my cock press against my wool slacks begging to be touched by her.
“Quinton, you should have seen her eat my pussy”, she said in a shuddering voice. “She had two fingers in me and sucked my clit like it was the last one on the planet. I almost screamed out when I came, but I didn’t because I didn’t want to let everyone in the office know what we were doing.”
Still a little concern about my wife masturbating in the car in the middle of a crowded parking lot I said, “But there are people all around us! They might see you finger-fucking yourself!”
Susan opened her eyes, looked at me as she continued to play with her pussy. “It never bothered you when people watched me fuck before, so why is it a big deal now?” She asked.
I hesitated for a second, “Well this is different!”
I had a difficult time with my argument, she had a good point. I do love to watch her get fucked by some movie star, or have her ass licked by some starlet, but I was in the land of pig farmers and they weren’t good enough to see her.
“You need to lighten up”, she said between gasping breaths.
“But…”
I was interrupted by my wife as she put her right foot on the dash board and began to cry out from her orgasm.
“Oh fuck! That old whore has got me so turned on!” She screamed.
I looked around to see if anyone heard her. I only saw an old couple walking away from their car and by the way they moved in a hurry to get out of the snow, I assumed they didn’t’ hear her.
Susan shook violently as her pussy gushed and coated the leather seat.
“God Damn it, I need your cock and I need it now!” She said.
Before I could protest, she had spun in her seat and unzipped my pants and freed my thick 9″ cock. Leaning over the center console, she engulfed my cock with her hot mouth.
“Oh shit”, I yelped.
Once I was in Susan’s talented mouth, she deep throated me and she caressed my balls with her fingernails.
I pushed the button on my seat and reclined as far as I could, giving Susan more room to pleasure my cock, while at the same time I held my head up making sure no one saw us.
Susan bobbed up and down hard against my cock and she made loud slurping sounds.
Susan was very sloppy when she sucked cock. Her saliva coated my cock and I felt her spit run down my balls and drip onto my legs.
Normally when she sucked cock, Susan would take turns from just sucking my tip to ramming my cock so deep into her mouth that I could feel her nose press against my pubic bone. When she did go deep on me, she would take all of my cock down her throat and lick my balls with the tip of her tongue. But this time it was different.
Instead of her normal routine, Susan would deep throat me hard and fast. For a moment I thought she was going to break my cock off and swallow it for a snack.
“Holy fuck, what has gotten into you?” I asked.
Pulling my cock out of her mouth, Susan looked up my body and stroked my spit covered cock and said, “I can’t help it! I’m so fucking turned on!”
“I can see that!” I replied.
Susan reached behind herself with her free hand and lifted her skirt above her waist. Then she began to crawl up my body until I felt my cock pressing against her dripping pussy.
“I need your cock inside of me…” she whispered in my ear.
“Here, now?” I said with concern. “What about the people walking around outside of the car?”
“Fuck them, if they want to watch let them!” She said.
The mixture of feeling Susan’s wet pussy and the fear of getting caught had me so excited that I didn’t care if there was a grandstand just outside and a million people saw us fucking.
Susan rocked herself against me for a minute, adding her pussy juice to the spit that was already on my cock. Then she lifted her hips up and eased my heavy cock into her tight pussy.
With her being so wet I slid inside of her easily and she moaned out loudly as she lowered herself onto my hips. I almost came right there, but I controlled myself so I could give Susan the fucking she so desperately wanted.
“God Damn…” Susan cried out. “Fuck me with that big cock of yours!”
I placed my hands on her hips and began to rock her body. Each time she pushed forward I heard her pussy make sloppy, gushing sounds.
“Is this what you want? My big cock fucking you?” I said in a hush tone.
“Oh god yes, I want you to fuck me while Mrs. Kolowoski eats my pussy!” She yelled out.
I looked out the side window to make sure no one heard her and unbutton her blouse at the same time. Once I felt her soft breasts on my face, freed from her bra, I went to work on her hard nipples.
I took one of her nipples and used the tip of my tongue, tracing the quarter size areolas. Then I placed her eraser sized nipple into my mouth where I flicked at them with my tongue and nibbled them with my teeth.
“Oh fuck… I’m going… too cum!” Susan screamed out loud.
“Oh that’s it, fucking cum for me baby, cum and think about how much cock you’re going to get at the party!” I yelled back.
Her pussy began to contract around my throbbing cock and a river of juice flooded out of her, covering me, my pants and the leather car seat.
As she coated me with her cum, I felt the tip of my cock grow more sensitive and my balls tighten.
“Oh shit… I’m going to fucking cum to!” I grunted out through gnashed teeth.
Susan still rocked herself against me and shook from her orgasm and said, “Fill my pussy with your hot load!”
I rocked her body faster and harder against my cock, using her pussy like a cheap sex toy until my cock launched hot sticky cum inside of her. My body shook as wave after wave of pure bliss filled me and the last of my seed oozed out of me and into Susan.
Susan nuzzled her face to my neck and my hands roamed around her back as we came down from a shared orgasm.
My eyes sprung open when I heard a light tapping on the SUV’s window. Both Susan and I turned towards the passenger’s seat window and saw a sexy blond standing just outside.
I reached to the power window button and pressed it down just enough so we could hear her.
The blond slid a business card through the crack and said, “I saw the whole thing from my car over there, and let me tell you it was totally hot, don’t you know?”
Still not sure how to handle the situation that Susan and I were in, I looked at the lady and said, “Um thanks?”
“Don’t mention it”, she said with her Midwestern accent. “If you two are looking for a third party for your ‘play time’, just give me a call.”
And with that, the blond lady walked towards her four wheel drive pick-up truck.
Susan and I laid there quietly for a moment and then laughed out loudly at what just happened.
Later we called the blond lady, Maryanne was her name, and invited her over to our house for dinner and a few other things.
As for the costume party, well we went to that and had such a great time that we insisted to Mrs. Kolowoski that the next party would be at our house. We are thinking of having a Roman night, complete with the traditional Roman orgy.
You know, this place of farmers and livestock may not be Hollywood, but that’s okay. I am beginning to find a new home here in this ‘quiet’ place.
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I never thought my disappointment on my gay husband would turn me into a slut ,.I knew they’re into fucking my ass, I never seen such a big cock before ,such a wonderful creation.

second time with Jasmine

This story carries on from my other story ‘the night i took a teens virginity’
This starts on a Tuesday, 2 days after my first sexual encounter with Jasmine, since that night i had split up with my ex, and spent most of my spare time talking to Jasmine over the phone. not talking normally but very dirty, i can remember the first text i sent her,
‘ sunday was incredible, so are we officially together or not?’ with a reply saying
‘of course, i wanna fuck you as much as possible’
so that was the start of our relationship. two weeks after that i met up with Jasmine in the city center and we went for a drink, as we sat down at a small round table opposite each other i couldnt help staring at her beautiful pert breasts, she kind of noticed because she started rubbing her leg up and down mine and giving me a very sluttish but cute smile. apart from wearing a tight top she was wearing a very short denim skirt, and wanting to see whether she was wearing anything under the skirt i asked if i could take a picture. she agreed so i took out my mobile and very slowly put the phone under the table so no one would notice, aimed and took a shot, as i bought it back up and looked i noticed she was wearing a dark red thong. plus she naughtily spread her legs open more so i could get a better look.
‘ wow thats so sexy,’ i said. she giggled and took a sip of her drink before leaning over the table and kissing me, as i kissed her back i felt her tongue go in my mouth and it tasted lovely. As we pulled apart i said i wanted more privacy and asked if she wanted to go to my car.
‘ sure that would be better than having an audience’ so we finished our drinks and headed for the multi storey car park.
We got in the lift which would take us up to the level i was parked. as soon the doors were closed she grabbed my now semi erect cock, and again kissed me passionately, at the same time rubbing her hand up and down my cock through my jeans. The lift stopped and as the doors opened she pulled her hand away when we noticed a couple with two kids. I think they caught on what we were upto because the gave us funny looks and were muttering.
‘ well that was fun ‘ jasmine said,
‘ lets just get to my car ‘ i replied
we walked over to where my car was parked and found that on the right was a landrover and on the left side was a big renault, nice and covered. We got in and as we settled i reached over and kissed her at the same time touching her right tit, she moaned and she moved her hand in the direction of my cock. She reached it and began undoing my zip, then my button, by now i was fully erect, throbbing and straining. She giggled and slowly started to wank it, as she was doing that i reached in between her legs and moved her thong to one side and found her lovely shaven pussy. I pulled my finger back and licked it before going back down and rubbing her clit. she arched her back as i did that and at the same time speeding up on my cock.
‘ you know you havent given me oral yet ‘ i said, she looked at me and moved my hand away, she moved down and licked the tip, then around the rim before going down a couple of inches. seeing my cock disappear into her mouth made the sensation feel much better. As my cock was inside her mouth i felt her tongue move around fast, she pulled back up, again giving me that sluttish smile and licked her lips,
‘ that’s just a starter, i’ll finish you off after you’ve done me’ i didn’t want to argue at that so i moved my hand back down to her legs and with my thumb gently moved it around in a circle on her clit while pushing my middle finger in her pussy as far as it will go. This was having a big effect on her as she started moaning loudly, wriggling her arse and rubbing her nipples through her top.
At this point i could feel pre-cum literally coming out of me as i saw this gorgeous 15 year old approaching orgasm,
‘ im getting close’ and at that point she jerked forward, her mouth open as she was gasping and moaning, her whole body was shaking,
‘ stop, stop!’ she shouted,
‘ why whats up?’ i asked
‘ nothing, i just get very sensitive after i’ve come’
I felt brilliant, like i always do when i’ve made a girl come. So when she wrapped her cool hand around my cock and started to slowly wank it again, i was in heaven.
It felt delightful as she moved her head down and licked the tip again, she seemed to get into a rhythm of moving my foreskin down then licking around the rim before pulling it back up and putting my cock in her mouth. Her warm saliva on the tip and coolness of her hand near the base made the sensation even better. While she was doing this i was stroking her long blonde hair with my left hand and playing with her tits with my right, as i started to get close i could feel my balls tightening up,
‘ watch out, im going to come soon ‘ she sped up and when she felt my cock jerk she pulled her mouth away and used her hand to finish me off. I spurted quite abit and it went over my stomach while some hit her top,
‘ lovely, ‘ she said, half sarcastically i think. She slowed down after i stopped coming and got out some tissues from her handbag, wiping her top before wiping the spunk off me.
After we both calmed down we went back into the center to the cinema,the rest of the afternoon was just as good as i played with her tits in the back row.
During the week we were sending the most dirtiest texts to each other, especially one from her saying :
‘ i want to fuck you hard, do me doggy style while you finger fuck my tight arsehole, then maybe i’ll let you spurt your spunk up there if you want to’
the texts off her were enough to make me want to wank, especially when she sent picture messages of her playing with herself, then phoning up and moaning as she said she was fingering her pussy,
We had to be suttle especially since she stopped coming over to mine as much, and my sister asked if we had an argument because jasmine wasnt talking to her as often. I felt kind of sorry for my sister but jasmine was to gorgeous to give up. Jasmines birthday was within two weeks when we would tell people we were dating, and i asked her if she wanted to wait until she turned 16 that we would have sex again, but she replied saying she wanted to have sex with me when her place was empty so we could do it properly and not sneeking around or trying not to wake up my sister, and it would be her present.So we arranged for me to go over there on a Wednesday evening when her parents and her sister would be out.
The week went really slow, having nothing to do made it worse, only texts from Jasmine cheered me up, her telling me what she had planned. I think she was getting me worked up on purpose.
On the wednesday evening i drove over to hers about 20 miles away, taking about half an hour. When i arrived and knocked on the front door she answered wearing a red dressing gown, her hair wet from just getting out of the shower. I followed her up the stairs and as she was walking across the landing she let her dressing gown fall to the floor. Her lovely arse became my view as i followed her to the bedroom, as she closed the door i touched her arse cheeks and moved my right hand down to the middle of her legs,
‘ no, not yet, get undressed and lay on the bed’ i did that and with both of us naked i laid on the bed with her getting on top of me. She bent forward and kissed me while pushing her pussy on my cock, i didnt enter her as she was doing it so it was just rubbing against her pussy lips. a few minutes after she moved down kissing me all over until her mouth reached my cock and she grabbed the base and licked it up and down.
‘ fuck that feels good ‘ i said, she giggled then sat up and wheeled around and bent down a little so we were in the 69 position. I started to lick her lips, then pushing my tongue deep in her pussy, my nose centremetres from her arsehole, smelling of fresh soap. i licked my finger and rubbed it around the entrance to her arse while still licking her pussy, she was enjoying this because she then put my whole cock deep into her mouth while moaning. I started to get close, i told her and she murmured something back, she didnt pull out so i just laid back and let her carry on. Within seconds i came and spurted loads as this was the first time in ages i had come from a blowjob. She choked a bit as i spurted in her mouth but she carried on and when i finished she lifted her head up and spat my spunk out onto a towel on the floor.
‘ ok thats you sorted, now get me wet’ she said, we swapped around and with her laying on her back i knelt down between her legs. i started to lick her clit, and daring myself i moved down until was licking her arsehole. that was something i do to this day because she screamed out while i did this and at the same time she was rubbing her clit.
i carried on giving her oral for about ten minutes, making her come twice, and by now her pussy was literally dripping. She got up on all fours and with her arse in the air and her pussy level with my cock i moved forwards. My tip was at the entrance, i moved forwards, my foreskin being pushed back, until was i was fully in. We both started to moan as i just went for it hard and fast.
‘ fuck, do me, do me’ she kept saying, i didnt need reminding, her pussy was lovely and tight, remember this was only the second time she’d had sex. I leaned forwards and grabbed her tits as i carried fucking her fast. after a few minutes :
‘stop, lets swap positions’ i said,
so i laid down and she knelt over me. With her holding my cock upright i held her arse cheeks and she lowered down until i was fully in. With this i could massage her clit, and im glad i did because it made her come and with that it made her pussy lips tighten up squeezing my cock hard making the sensation rise. She moved up and down fast making her hair wave about and her tits swinging, i grabbed them both and leant up and licked her lift nipple, then sucked hard making it red. We carried on fucking in that position for a few minutes until i started coming again, i moaned very loudly and she just carried on.
‘ shit, let me carry on im getting close too,’ she said. I let her, trying not to scream too loudly as by now id been coming for over a minute, then i felt her pussy tighten again, and im sure i felt more spunk spurt out with that.
We collapsed on her bed, both gasping, out of breath.
Afterwards we both went and got into the shower. We washed each other and when she started rubbing my cock i got hard again. She had a shower cubicle which meant there was more room, so when i was hard enough i spun her around leaning her against the wall, i put a bit of saliva on my hand rubbed it around her arsehole and then on my cock. She just giggled sexily and as i positioned my cock i held it there, letting her get used to it just outside her entrance.Then slowly i entered her, she gasped loudly as more of my cock went in her. I just leant back against the cubicle and started to slowly fuck her arse, speeding up as she got more comfortable with it.
‘ fuck, thats so good ‘ she said,
‘ same for me, lovely and tight ‘ i replied, i firmly held her arse cheeks while fucking her and as i got close i just let go and came hard. She moaned until i finished and pulled out, wiping the rest of my spunk on her left cheek before washing again and getting out.

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My friend Ricky was the one who got me into Phi Eta Kappa (that’s PHK, or fuck for those of you who don’t speak Greek). Even while I was in high school everybody knew that it was the best fraternity to join at the local college, even though nobody seemed to know why. Oh there were rumors about some kind of wild drunken parties, but the stories weren’t nearly as much fun as the reality.
Ricky was a year ahead of me in high school. We became fast buddies while we were both on the basketball team. I sometimes wondered if he hung out with me just because he had a crush on my little sister Kiera. She is really cute, but as far as I know he never made a move on her and I finally gave up wondering. Ricky’s brother got him into PHK, and Ricky got me in. You see, you had to have a sponsor.
After I was sworn to secrecy I found out why it was so popular and why it was so secret. Have you ever heard of CollegeFuckPartyGirls? It’s that website that shows videos of horny college fraternity brothers nailing sorority sisters, usually in front of a drunken crowd cheering them on. Turns out that this is a very popular internet site, and PHK makes an awful lot of money by selling subscriptions online. For $19.95 a month you can watch drunken college chicks screwing every which way in front of an appreciative crowd. And the money goes to good use – booze, books, booze, pizza, booze and even a fraternity van. Oh yeah, and booze.
Of course, none of the faculty knows anything about it. At least we don’t think so. If they did we’re pretty sure that we’d be expelled. But there are a couple of teachers who give some of our girls funny looks, like maybe they know something. Like maybe they’ve visited the site, and they’re wondering if that student in front of them was really the girl they saw getting banged silly in front of a crowd.
And my parents have no idea. They think that Phi Theta Kappa is just your basic frat house. You know, a place to make friends and have guys to hang out with and take care of you. I can’t even imagine what would happen if my mom found out that I was helping make porn movies every week. But they never found out, and I knew that for a fact. If they had, they sure as hell wouldn’t have sent Kiera to the same school with an admonition to me to ‘keep an eye on her.’
The way it works is this: your freshman year you weren’t even allowed into the parties. You were the lowest of the low, and your participation was limited to standing guard at the door while the fuckparty was going on. They kept strict lists of who was allowed in, and you had to check IDs at the door. You put green wristbands on the guys who had permission to see the show – the frat brothers who were high up enough in the heirarchy. Of course, any pretty girl was allowed in at any time – the more pretty girls watching sex the better. But sometimes dudes from other fraternities tried to crash, and the job of the freshman guards was to only let in the ‘right’ kids. Oh, and to sell subscriptions to the other students.
Of course in order to sell the website, we had to see the videos. It’s hard to sell something if you don’t know just what you’re selling, right? So we got to look at them all we wanted, and the day after the filming all of the freshman got together for a ‘screening room’ party, and we got to see what we’d missed the night before.
Your sophomore year you were actually allowed in to watch. Man, I can’t tell you how much fun it was to stand there drinking a brewski and watching as some lucky brother got to nail one of the sorority sisters. It was a real party, man! We’d all be horny as hell, watching some fox getting reamed. Towards the end of the year you got to run the camera. That was considered a plum job because the camera was the most important spectator, and you always got the best view if you were the photographer. One time when I was the cameraman a couple of the girls went at it, and I caught every single lick and kiss. I was so turned on that I don’t know how I held on to the camera. That turned out to be one of our most popular videos.
The junior year was the best – that was the year that you were finally allowed to be on camera, wildly screwing some sorority sister that you’d probably never even met. We all lived for our turn, watching in person and online as our PHK brothers got the fucking of their lives right there in front of everybody and wishing it was us.
I never knew just exactly where they got the girls. I knew that they were from one of the sororities, Gamma Nu Tau (that one is C-N-T). My junior year the leader of CNT was a fox named Julie. She was an All-American looking girl, with long straight blond hair and a truly dazzling smile. Everybody called her ‘Fluffy,” which was short for “Fluffer,” a nickname she got because she was always willing to do whatever it took to keep the action going during a video shoot. Fluffy would help make everybody comfortable, fondle both the guys and girls to help them get in the mood, and she’d even get naked sometimes. She was one of the girls in the girl-on-girl video I filmed. And she was instrumental in recruiting our video stars.
Near the beginning of my junior year, my name came up to be the stud for that week’s video. I’d been waiting for this for two years, and I think that most of that week I walked around in a semi-aroused state. I didn’t want to jack off, because you always wanted as much sperm flying around as you could get. So I saved myself up, getting hornier and hornier as that Friday approached. I was so ready that I didn’t even wonder who I was going to get to screw on camera. They were always babes, and that’s all that mattered to me. That and not shooting off too soon.
A couple my friends came and got me and escorted me over to the frat house in the early evening. They were both kidding me about how well I was going to perform. You know, things like, “You’re gonna be so petrified that you won’t be able to get it up.” And “I’m volunteering here and now to take your place!” Stuff like that. The freshman guards at the door checked our ID’s against the evening’s official list, gave us our green wristbands and let us in.
When I came in the door, the crowd started cheering, “Ja-son! Ja-son! Ja-son!” They were all laughing and more than a little drunk. The crush of people reluctantly parted in front of me as I made my way to our ‘filming’ room, actually the family room of the frat house. People patted me on the back and said things like, “Fuck her hard for me, man!” and “Go get her!” One girl yelled, “Don’t shoot off too soon, stud!” which made everybody laugh. Someone shoved a beer into my hand, and I drained it in one gulp as the eager crowd cheered me on.
As usual the filming room was almost wall-to-wall people. The room was kept kind of dark, so that the area where they filmed the screwing was well lit by comparison. I couldn’t see exactly what was going on, but I could tell by how everybody was facing the same way and the lights from the cameras bouncing off the ceiling that the filming had already started without me. This wasn’t that uncommon – sometimes the girl would play with herself or do a strip on camera before the guy showed up and the real action started. Since I was the evening’s stud, the people moved out of the way so that I could get a better look.
As I reached the edge of the crowd, I was able to see what everybody was looking at. Fluffy was turned away from me, her long blond hair cascading down her back. She has the most perfect figure, and I know that I wasn’t the first guy to wish that she was on tonight’s menu. Her lips were gently kissing the mouth of my ‘date’ for the night, warming her up for me. I couldn’t see the girl’s face, but I could tell that she had thick auburn hair, and that she was obviously enjoying Fluffy’s attentions. The two sophomore camera guys were on either side of them, angling for the best shot of the sensuous kissing.
Without breaking her kiss, Fluffy reached down to her enthusiastic girl friend’s jeans and unsnapped them. I could tell by the way that she moved her arms and shoulders that she had put her hand inside the girl’s pants and begun massaging her pussy. Even over the noise of the 30 or so people watching I could hear her gasp for breath and then moan softly as her most secret place was fondled in a most un-secret manner.
I still hadn’t gotten a good look at the girl, but I knew that I was going to get to see more of her than anybody there in a few minutes and I was content to just watch Fluffy warm her up for me. The crowd kept a little away from them to give them and the cameramen room, and I saw a couple of girls in the corner whispering excitedly to each other as they watched.
Fluffy turned the girl around so that she was facing the wall, her pants unbuttoned and about ready to fall down. Still nuzzling her neck, Fluffy had her bend over and put her hands on the wall, leaning against it and making her taut ass poke out into the room. I still hadn’t seen her face, but I can tell you now that whoever she was, she had a world-class ass. Fluffy stood beside her and shimmied her jeans down, exposing her naked butt to two video cameras and about 30 strangers. I heard the guy beside me gasp at the sight of those shimmering white globes, and I knew that he wanted her just as badly as I did.
Then Fluffy did something I’d never seen her do. She brought her hand up, and with a smile on her face smacked the girl hard on the ass. The sound of the slap reverberated throughout the room, and it was hard enough to leave a clear handprint on the girl’s white bottom. She moaned softly and stuck her butt out even further, wiggling it teasingly from side to side, asking for more. Fluffy obliged, and gave her about ten good spanks. From her soft moaning in pleasure I thought the girl was coming just from the rough treatment. I suddenly remembered that I was here to screw this girl myself and not just to watch Fluffy have fun.
I stepped forward and Fluffy noticed me about the same time that the cameraman did. He swung his camera around and pointed it at me. The guys picked up their chant again, “Ja-son! Ja-son!” and a couple of them shoved me towards the action. With the light from the camera in my face, I still couldn’t see the girl very well. But that taut little ass was beckoning me, and with the other camera and light pointed at it, I could see it just fine.
As I got close to them Fluffy stopped caressing the girl’s warm bottom and stood up next to her. She gave me that glittering smile of hers and said, “I was just warming her up for you. Do you like her?”
I felt like so much sperm had built up inside of me that if I opened my mouth it would just come spilling out. All I could manage was a weak nod.
“She has a nice ass, doesn’t she?” Fluffy smiled at me with her eyes – she new just what effect all of this was having on me. She didn’t wait for an answer, but put her hand on the girl’s neck and said, “Now you stay right there, honey.”
Then Fluffy stepped close to me and started to unzip my jeans. “You don’t mind if I get you started, do you?” The crowd cheered and Fluffy dropped my pants down over my ass, exposing my erection. She started sliding her hand up and down my shaft, occasionally dropping her hand down further to caress my balls. She smiled up at me as I enjoyed every stroke and tried not to come. She knew just what she was doing to me, but she also knew that she couldn’t really get me off – I was here for the other girl.
After what seemed like forever but was really only a few seconds (I’ve seen the video!), Fluffy stood up on her tiptoes and gave me the most erotic kiss of my life. Warm and wet, sensual and filled with longing, it left me dizzy enough to actually wobble on my feet. “I think he’s ready now,” she whispered to me but said to the crowd. They responded with a couple of catcalls and I heard a wolf whistle.
Fluffy stepped out of the way as she gently guided my dick towards that firm little butt. Fluffy let go of me as I stepped close to the girl. Her bare ass was still pink from its spanking, but had she waited obediently leaning against the wall. I stepped up to her, my erect rod leading the way. I laid it between the cheeks of that delectable ass and a little spurt of pre-cum squirted out of me, lubricating her butt and my rod. She moaned softly as she felt the wetness. Then she stood up straight, rubbing my bare dick with her bare ass as she tried to make as much contact with my body as she could. Almost of their own volition my arms slipped around her and grabbed onto her firm titties through her shirt. After caressing them for a moment and sliding my dripping tool up and down her ass, I reached one hand up under her t-shirt so that I could fondle her bare breast.
One of the camera guys focused his camera on my dick sliding up and down her ass and the other guy was filming my hand caressing her breast under the shirt. The lights from the cameras were hot, and cast a kind of surreal glow over our coupling. As I gently kneaded her tits I could almost feel the urge come over her. She had too many clothes on – way too many. In one fluid move she slipped her t-shirt off over her head, and the guys in the crowd all cheered her on as they got to see her perky nipples being teased by my fingers.
I nuzzled her soft brown hair as her hands closed over mine, urging me to knead her erect nipples. We moved sensuously together, forgetting the crowd and the cameras as we tenderly rubbed against each other. I was oozing pre-cum in an unceasing stream, her wet ass clutching my rod and teasing it faster and faster towards a massive orgasm.
I was engrossed in the pleasures of her taut warm butt, almost lost in a dreamland of lust. But I still noticed when Fluffy kneeled again down beside the girl’s legs. She slid her pants and panties down and helped her step out of them. I glanced down and saw that she was totally naked now except for a pair of lacy white socks that came up to her calves. She had a glorious figure and I wanted to touch and caress every single inch of it. She was definitely the hottest girl ever to grace Phi Eta Kappa’s video shoots.
All the while I kept up a steady rhythm, riding the outside of her slippery ass just like I wanted to ride the inside of her pussy. Sensuously she began to turn around, her arms encircling my head and her breasts pushing into my chest. My bare cock left a slimy trail of sperm on her tight stomach as she came to face me. She brought her lips up towards mine, ready for a kiss. And for the first time, I got to look at my new lover’s face.
It was Kiera! My little sister! I couldn’t have been more surprised if I’d suddenly been caught holding my naked mother. Kiera languidly opened her eyes to see who she was about to kiss. The shock in her eyes reflected mine, and we both froze for what seemed like an eternity.
I know just what she was thinking, because I was having the exact same thoughts. Watching the video later, you couldn’t tell at all that we were stunned by finding ourselves naked and in each other’s arms. There was a moment while we stared into each other’s eyes, but it looked like a gaze of longing and lust and not one of surprise and astonishment.
I was more excited than I’d ever been in my life. Kiera may have been my little sister, but she’d always been a living doll. She’d grown into a young woman with dark skin, a curvy figure and thick auburn hair. Her smile could inspire armies, and I’d always had a little crush on her. Suddenly finding her naked in my arms was so exciting that I thought that my dick was just going to explode from desire.
As we stared into each other’s eyes, I could see the question in mine reflected in hers. Should we? Did we dare? Did we want to? Obviously nobody knew that we were brother and sister – even Phi Eta Kappa wouldn’t try something like that. But everybody there was expecting us to fuck, and if we stopped now, we’d go down in history as the first ones to back away from the filming. Besides, our desire for each other was apparent to everyone, even us.
Kiera told me later that her pussy decided for her. It was so drenched that she felt like she had no choice. She closed her eyes again and submissively raised her lips to mine. She was mine if I wanted her. Our secret would be safe, and I just knew that neither of us would ever tell anyone. My dick made my decision for me, and I slowly lowered my lips to Kiera’s. As we kissed for the first time she reached down between us and took my rod in her hand and rubbed it against her belly, smearing wet pre-cum all around her tummy.
The crowd went, “Oooooh,” as we started kissing, but we barely noticed. Our passion overtook us, and we began mauling each other, our tongues searching and licking. Her lips were firm and delicious, and I felt a moment of regret that I hadn’t ever kissed her like this before. But egged on by the crowd and our ardor we rapidly made up for lost time.
I was so busy kissing my sister that I barely noticed as Fluffy slid my pants down, freeing my legs and my cock. When I reluctantly came up for air from our passionate kissing I realized that I was free. And I was so horny that I knew I was going to have to take her soon, and making it look good for the video be damned. I gave Kiera a little push and she fell back on the sofa. She spread her legs wide as I stepped between them. I don’t know if it was because we’d just become lovers or because we were brother and sister, but we both knew what the other wanted.
I tangled my fingers in Kiera’s hair as she took my dick in her hand and leaned close. She stuck her tongue out and licked the pre-cum off of the purple head, and I could feel her trembling under me as the taste sent little pre-orgasmic shivers through her. After a half-dozen licks she took me deep into her mouth. I couldn’t believe the sensation as my little sister slid her mouth up and down my shaft, sucking gently and swallowing over and over as the pre-cum leaked onto her waiting tongue. Who would have guessed? My little sister was a master cocksucker.
When I felt the cum bubbling perilously close to shooting out of me, I gently pushed her back on the sofa. She slouched there with her legs spread wide and her eyes twinkling up at me. Her disheveled hair fell fetchingly over her face, and somehow she was the most naked looking girl I’d ever seen. She had a little smile on her face, but her breathing was hot and heavy as she waited to be skewered with my hot steel rod.
I kneeled between her legs and she drew her knees up, exposing her cute little pussy to my hungry tongue. There was a camera on either side of us angling for a shot of my sister’s naked pussy, and I remembered the rule to not get in the way of the picture. I put my hands on her ankles, and even the lace of her socks felt sexy at that point. I pushed her legs wider apart so that the cameras could get an unobstructed view of Kiera’s pink slit.
They focused on her pussy as I gently licked it – long teasing strokes. First I licked the right side, and then the left. Over and over I caressed her with my tongue, carefully avoiding touching her slippery inner lips. Finally, unable to take my teasing any longer Kiera grabbed my hair and pulled my face closer, grinding herself against my lips and forcing her wet hole to join with my mouth. I reached my hand around her leg so that I could get my finger on her clit, and I flicked it wildly as I continued sucking.
It was as if an electric shock passed through her. My sister spasmed and came into my mouth, riding the waves of pleasure that passed through her. As she came her pussy became even wetter and her girl liquids oozed onto my lapping tongue. I slurped every delicious drop, wondering if I would ever taste anything this good again.
She tried hard to keep breathing but she was having a hard time of it between her gasping for air and her whispering “I’m cumming – I’m cumming!” over and over. She clasped her thighs tightly around my ears as her pussy lips gave their nectar up to me, and I could barely hear as the crowd cheered, “Yeah, man!” and “You Go Girl!” and stuff like that
Still gasping for air but through with her orgasm, Kiera finally relaxed her legs and let go of my hair. I stood up straight on my knees and scooted in closer, my throbbing dick only inches from my sister’s cute little slit. Kiera spread her legs even wider and slid her ass towards me, her pussy pleading for my penetration. She put her legs up in the air, holding them apart with her hands on her ankles so that the cameras could get a clear view of her slit. I guess she had received some instructions about how the filming was supposed to look too. I grabbed my cock and guided it into my little sister.
As I rapidly slid myself in and out of Kiera’s velvety warmth, I knew that there was no way that I was going to give her a really good fucking for the cameras. She knew it too, and began gasping as another orgasm began to overtake her. The cum which had been building up inside of me began boiling out of my balls. She grabbed my hand, and our fingers twined together. I leaned away from her crotch so that the cameras could see as I kept drilling myself into her, touching her only with my dick and our tightly clasped hands.
I couldn’t help myself. I knew that I was supposed to pull out and let the crowd see me shoot my sperm all over her. The money shot was everything. But there was no way that that was going to happen. Suddenly it was essential to my very being that I spurt hot seed into my sister, and so I did.
I rammed myself into Kiera as far as I possibly could and froze. After a second or two my dick injected load after load of hot white sperm deep into her. I emptied myself into the vessel that was my little sister. She came too, looking into my eyes and squeezing my hand in a death grip as her body squirmed and spasmed around our joining. The cameras caught it all – her cumming pussy straining to contain my cumming cock as the hot fluid filled her and we wiggled our orgasm together. I never felt so drained in my entire life.
Exhausted by my orgasm I let go of her hand and fell away from her. Both of the camera guys swung around to get a good look between her legs at her dripping pussy. Kiera obliged them by rubbing her pussy gently, causing my white cum to drip from her slit. As the sperm oozed out of her, the crowd went wacky. They’d never seen anything like this before. They cheered and applauded, and I could hear them saying things like, “Man, that’s the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen,” and “Jeeeesus!!!!”
The cameramen had to move back a little as Fluffy came close again. She quickly got down on her hands and knees and crawled to Kiera’s dripping pussy. Fluffy gave the camera a quick and knowing smile before she dropped her mouth to the sperm trickling from Kiera’s hot pink slit. My sister moaned as Julie’s lips touched hers. Fluffy licked my warm seed from my sister’s trembling lips, savoring each drop and then swallowing Kiera’s juices mixed with my cum. Man, I thought that the crowd was wild before. Now they went bonkers, screaming and cheering loud enough to be heard at the frat house on the next block.
Through the licking Kiera laid there on her back, using her hands on her ankles to hold her legs wide apart so that the cameras could watch. She had her eyes closed and a little smile on her face as she enjoyed Fluffy’s ministrations. It wasn’t long before all of my cum had been licked up, and Kiera lowered her lacy socks and feet to the floor.
Fluffy wiped her mouth with the back of her hand and stood up. She helped Kiera stand up, and the two of them posed arm in arm for the camera – Fluffy blond and dressed, and Kiera auburn and naked. They gave each other a kiss, and then together blew one to the camera. The crowd went wild.
Kiera and I began sleeping together every chance we could, beginning later that very night. She and Fluffy developed a relationship too, and every once in a while she joins us. Nobody knows that Kiera and I are brother and sister, and we’re not about to tell them.

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A Wild Night at the Stripclub…

I had very recently started dating a guy when I found out it was his birthday. I asked him what he was doing and he said him and all his friends were going to the strip club to celebrate.
“I love strip clubs!,” I said. I really do. I think being naked is nothing to be ashamed of and if these women can make money doing it, why not?
“You should come with us,” he said.
I declined politely and told him I barely knew him (we had only been dating two weeks) and that he could go out and just have a good time with the guys. I hadn’t even met his friends yet.
“But it’s my birthday and I really, really want you to come,” he pleaded.
He put the guilt trip on me so I finally accepted his invitation.
The night of his birthday I had to meet them at the strip club because I was working until about midnight. I had been to a few strip clubs before when I was teenager and had never been to this specific strip joint.
I arrived at about quarter to one in the morning and damn, I looked good. I am 5’2”, 115 pounds, C size breasts, nice, luscious ass. I was wearing a vintage mini dress with a belt with brown boots. I was wearing pantyhouse underneath the dress because it was a November night and unseasonably chilly.
I paid the cover charge at the door and made my way into the darkened, main area. There were 4 stages, all lit up with neon lights on the ceiling. As soon as I walked through the doorway, every man’s in the place eyes shifted from the dancers to me. I saw Matt wave to me from across the room and I made my way over.
He got up and kissed me ‘hello’ and introduced me to all of his friends. Over the next few hours, I had a great time. Aside from being with a good guy that I actually really liked and being praised for being “so cool” to be the only chick in the stripclub, I also really enjoyed pussy in my face. That was something that Matt had no idea about. In fact, no one did.
I had only had a few lesbian experiences prior and had told no one about them. I believe that every girl is entitled to have a few naughty secrets.
Matt kept giving me singles and I’d put them on the counter in front of me and wait for the girls to come to me. They always came to me first before they went to any of the guys sitting around me. They’d stick their titties in my face and then spread their legs in front of me, maybe give it a little rub or two. I was definitely turned on but not overly so…until I saw her.
None of the girls really tickled my fantasy (no pun intended) except one. She was easily 5’10, 5’11 (of course, with the stripper heels on), had long black hair and fringe bangs. She was either very light skinned black or biracial. She was very skinny, small tits but had a great little bubble butt. She came into the stage in a neon yellow bikini.
I immediately put a few dollars right in front of me. As soon as she saw me do it, she came right over with more enthusiasm then any of the other strippers had.
“Hi”, she said to me as she smiled.
I smiled back.
She untied her bikini top and put it around my neck. Her tits were small, probably A’s but they were nice and her nipples were erect. I have a big fetish for nipples. I motorboated her and she smelled so good. She then started to feel me up. The guys began hollering and clapping and I loved the attention.
She then did something I totally wasn’t expected. She actually dipped under the cup of my bra and pinched my nipple. I instantly clenched up. That was my weak spot. I think the guys just thought she was still feeling them since her hand was down my dress and they couldn’t really see.
“My name is Whisper”, she said as she removed her hand and moved onto Matt sitting next to me. She untied her bikini bottoms and her spread her legs for Matt and I. She had her clit pierced and had a big purple barbell going through it. If I had any doubts as to if Whisper liked girls, they were erased as soon as I saw that piercing.
She continued her routine for a few more minutes and I watched her intently. I feel minutes later, as the next girl began her performance, I felt as though the chair I was sitting in was wet. I got up and looked down at the seat and then put my hand on it to feel it.
“What’s wrong?”, Matt asked me.
“I think someone spilled something on my seat”, I said confused.
He reached back and felt my ass.
“Your dress isn’t wet,” he said.
I thought started to panic that I started my period. I told him I was going to find the bathroom.
I looked around and couldn’t find it so I asked one of the waitresses. She said there was no bathrooms for females, just the bathroom in the back aka backstage. She said she had to go back there first and let them know a customer was going to be coming in. She went in the back, a few seconds later came out, smiled, and said it was fine.
I walked through the door labeled PRIVATE and was surprised to see it looked like a gym locker room…a very raunchy gym locker room, that is. There were about half a dozen strippers back there, some eating Chinese takeout, some doing their hair and makeup and I saw one on the house phone. I didn’t see Whisper anywhere.
I smiled nervously and made my way to two saloon type doors labeled BATHROOM.
I was a little annoyed that there wasn’t really a door to the bathroom, just two of those saloon type wooden swinging doors. I guess there’s no point in modesty in a strip club.
The strip club was a relatively nice place but the bathroom looked like it belonged in a crackhouse. I saw a hook to hand my bag and then I began to take down my pantyhose and I couldn’t believe what I saw.
My underwear, as well as the crotch part of the pantyhose were soaking wet. I had no idea I was that turned on and I knew it had to have been Whisper that got me that wet. I peed and just as I was wiping myself (and my inner thighs that were also wet with my juices), the doors swung open.
“Ummm, someone in here!,” I said.
There she was.
Whisper stood in the doorway and as soon as she turned around on the toilet, apologized profusely and turned her back.
“I am so sorry, hun! Do you mind if I just grab some baby wipes under the sink?”
“Oh, uh, no, no problem,” I said as I hastily started pulling up my underwear and pantyhose.
“Thanks”, she said as she smiled. God, she was gorgeous.
She walked over to the sink as I struggled with my pantyhose. She bent down, opened the cabinet doors and took out a huge box of baby wipes. She started to untie her bikini bottoms.
She caught me looking at her and she said, “You don’t mind, do you?”
I laughed nervously and said that I didn’t.
“I already saw the goods, remember?”, I joked.
She laughed too. “Yeah, I remember. You’re gorgeous, by the way”, she said to me.
“So are you”, I said.
She thanked me and put her bikini bottoms on the sink. She propped one leg up and started wiping herself with the baby wipes.
“So,” she said casually, “is that guy in the button down shirt your boyfriend?”
“Oh, uh, not really, we just started dating. We’ll see what happens”, I answered.
“You like girls?”, she asked.
I was stunned. I wasn’t expecting her to ask me that! She must have caught how badly I was trying to advert my eyes from her tan shaven pussy as she wiped it with the moistened towelette.
“I like to play around,” I said coyly.
“Oh yeah?”, she said. “What do you think of this?”
I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. She then took her fingers and spread her pussy lips all the way open so I could see her pink little hole. It was way more graphic then when she was performing – they don’t even part the lips, really.
It was like a trance; I couldn’t look away from it.
“It’s nice”, I said. “I like your piercing”.
She giggled and continued to wipe herself.
“Well, when the club closes up, a few of the girls stay here to service some of the members. You should ditch the guys and stay here with me. I could get one of the other girls to join, too”.
I didn’t know what to say. I had a million thoughts going through my head. How could I ditch Matt on his birthday? Am I ballsy enough to fuck a stripper? Are they clean? Do they do this a lot? Where would we do this?
Finally I just smiled and said, “I better get back out there”.
She smiled and said goodbye and went back out to Matt and his friends. He asked me what took so long and I just lied and said I had to wait to use the bathroom because it was occupied.
Around 4 in the morning the club started to empty out and Matt and his friends were blind drunk. I told them I think it was time we left and Matt asked if I wanted him to come with me since I had driven there alone.
“No, it’s okay, go with your friends,” I said.
Just as they piled into his friend’s car I told them that I had to stop at the gas station right by the entrance to the parkway so don’t be alarmed when I wasn’t behind them.
I kissed Matt goodbye, got in my car and pretended to follow them. Just as I said, I pulled into the gas station, waited for them to be out of sight and then turned around and headed back to the stripclub.
When I got back there, Whisper was sitting on one of the couches out in the front lobby, talking to another stripper that also got me hot when she performed. She was chunky but gorgeous. She had long dark hair, D size tits and a nice pussy. She wore a tank top when she performed and didn’t take it off; she would just pull down to expose her tits. I guess she was self conscious about her gut but I still thought she was the second sexiest stripper in the joint. I remembered her name was Nina when they announced it over the speaker hours earlier when she performed.
As soon as Whisper saw me walk back in, her face lit up.
“You’re back!”, she said. “I was just talking about you to Nina”.
Nina smiled from ear to ear. “You’re hot, girl”, Nina said,
I thanked them and we chatted for a few seconds. Whisper then suggested we go back to the backstage area where I had used the bathroom.
When I was back there using the bathroom I hadn’t noticed that behind a row of lockers there was a curtain. I followed Nina and Whisper back there and there was a hidden room back there. It was tiny and was only big enough for the large couch that was in it. I also noticed there was a large blue Tupperware bin in the corner. There was no door to this room, just a sheet for privacy.
“You think this is enough privacy?”, I asked.
“All of the other girls either went home or they are in the suites with the VIP customers. This area is strictly for females”, Whisper explained.
So they have done this before, I thought.
“Do you mind if I stay?”, Nina asked sweetly.
I told her I didn’t. I put down my purse and sat on the couch and Whisper sat on one side of me while Nina sat on the other.
Whisper asked what I liked sexually. I told her pretty much anything and I especially like to be dominated and even more so when it is done by other females. Nina was stroking my leg when Whisper began kissing my neck. Whisper then asked me to strip down to my bra and panties.
I took off my boots and then slid off my pantyhose. I undid my belt and then pulled my dress over my head. I had on a pink satin bra with pink lace boyshort underwear. I sat back down between them.
Whisper began massaging my breasts as she kissed me and rammed her tongue down my throat. She grabbed my face hard with the other hand and said, “you like that?”
“Uh-huh”, was all I could manage to answer.
She reached behind and unhooked my bra.
“Nice titties,” Whisper said.
Nina sucked on the left one while Whisper sucked on the right one. I could feel my stomach drop and knew I was going to be soaking wet…again.
They were sucking and biting and I felt like I was going to explode.
“You’re a little whore, aren’t you?”, Nina asked as she looked up from my large, pink nipples.
“I’m your little whore”, I answered.
Whisper started to giggle. “Good answer!”. She said.
I hadn’t noticed before but Whisper had a tongue ring and she was lapping it all over my nipples. I wanted to touch myself so bad but I wanted to wait since I knew the anticipation is what makes it great.
A few minutes later they stopped sucking on my tits and got up off the couch and stood in front of me..
“Spread that pussy open and let us see it,” Whisper demanded.
I slid off my underwear and spread my legs for them. They started to take off their tops.
“Fuck yea”, Nina said.
“Spread it open with your fingers, bitch, as wide as you can,” Whisper said.
I did as I was told and I was spreading it so hard that it actually started to hurt. I like the feeling of my hole being stretched open like when I am at the Gyno. I looked down and my pink pussy was glistening under the florescent light from the clear goo that kept coming out of my pussy.
“Play with it,” Nina said. Now both girls were taking off their bottoms.
I began to massage my clit as I watched them undress. Whisper put one leg up on the arm of the couch and began to masturbate while she watched me. Nina was just pulling at her nipples, biting her lip, her eyes fixated on my tight, pink dripping pussy.
I began to moan lightly; I didn’t want to be too loud incase there were still girls back there, still getting their shit ready before they headed out for the night.
I kept rubbing my clit until I needed penetration and then slid one finger into my hole. Whisper followed my lead and inserted her finger into her hole as well and started fingering herself furiously. I began teasing my taint and asshole and Whisper did the same; it was like a dirty game of Simon Says.
Nina was sucking on her fingers and then slid them down between her legs and started massaging her clit. A few seconds later, Nina walked over to Whisper, grabbed her by the neck and started to kiss her.
“Oh, yeah…”, I said. Watching them go at it was going to get me off in no time.
Nina took Whisper’s hand and removed her from her pussy and instead, started massaging Whisper’s pussy. Nina moved her mouth down to Nina’s nipple and started sucking as she teased Whisper’s pussy. She’d lightly rub her clit then massage her outer lips. I could tell Whisper was dying for it because she kept bucking her hips, trying to get Nina to put her finger inside of her. It was killing me, too. Finally, Nina took two of her fingers and inserted them deep into Whisper’s wet, throbbing hole.
Whisper screamed.
“Oh, fuck!”, she yelled.
A felt a wave of heat come over. I continued to pump my finger in and out of my pussy while massaging my G-spot and clit with the other hand.
“I’m gonna cum!”, I exclaimed.
Nina and Whisper stopped like a deer headlights.
“Don’t you dare cum until we say!,” Whisper yelled.
I had to stop touching myself, then. If I kept going, I was going to soak that fucking couch.
Without warning, Whisper grabbed me by the hair and forced me face down, ass up on the couch. Now this is the kind of shit I liked.
“You’ll do what we say, cunt”, Whisper said.
My face was smushed down into the couch cushion with my ass in the air. I heard Nina open the bin in the corner. I tried to look but I couldn’t see what she was taking out because Whisper had me so forcefully face down. Then Nina came by my face and dangled pink anal beads in front of me.
“Ever had these before?” she said.
“No”, I said nervously.
I really hadn’t done much of anal play in my lesbian experiences; I usually only experimented with it when I masturbated.
“Get that pussy and ass nice and wet,” Nina instructed Whisper.
Whisper let go of the back of my head and felt her spread my cunt lips open from behind. I felt her tongue ring slid in and out of my inner lips as she played with my clit with her hand.
“Yea, yea, yea…”, I kept saying. It felt so good. I kept trying to concentrate on something unpleasant to keep me from cumming.
Nina watched Whisper eat both my holes out for a few seconds before coming in front of me and spreading her legs.
“Ever eaten pussy, bitch?”, she asked.
“Yes”, I said.
“Good, then you better eat it good,” she said as she settled back in the corner of the couch, anal beads still in hand.
I could feel Whisper move up to my asshole and it tickled and I would tense up a little. In front of me was Nina’s nice, pink, meaty pussy and I couldn’t wait to taste it. She took my face and forcefully buried it right between her legs. I began sucking her clit and she started going wild.
“Oh yea, slut, just like that,” Nina said to me.
Then, without warning, I felt Whisper insert her finger into my asshole. At first it kind of hurt then I couldn’t believe how good it felt as she rammed her finger in it over and over. I reached up and pinched Nina’s nipples as I sucked on her sweet pussy. I took one finger as I sucked on that big clit and massaged her G-spot. I knew she would cum in no time. Within minutes, she grabbed my hair, got super tense and came all over my face. She then got up and went behind me where Whisper was still eating my ass and pussy.
“Suck on these, whore”, Nina said as she rammed the plastic anal beads down my throat. I gagged.
I got them as wet as I possibly could. I was honestly terrified of how much it would hurt. I handed them back to her and Whisper and Nina inserted the anal beads into my rectum. When I told them it hurt, they told me to shut the fuck up and take it…so I did.
Nina went back over to the bin and took out a pair of handcuffs and a strapon. They cuffed me behind my back and instructed me to lay flat.
“I’ve never been fucked by a girl before,” I said.
Nina began to put on the strap on and Whisper sat up my chest.
“Are you gonna make this pretty pussy cum, slut?”., Whisper asked me as she spread her pussy lips in front of my face.
“Yes”, I said.
I saw Nina in the corner squirt some lube on the plastic cock that was now harnessed on her.
“Spread your fucking legs wide, whore”, Nina said.
I couldn’t really see her since Whisper was sitting on my chest. I had no idea what Nina was doing down there and the unknown made me so hot.
I then felt the big cock fill my tight pussy. I screamed loudly.
As soon as Nina got a rhythm and began to fuck me, Whisper spread her pussy lips right on my face and instructed me to lightly flick the barbell in her clit with my tongue. I did just as I was told.
Nina now had my legs in the air and was holding my ankles as she thrusted the cock deep inside me. I knew it wasn’t long before I would get the urge to cum again.
“Make sure you tell me before you cum and you can’t cum until you make Whisper cum,” Nina said.
Whisper then instructed me to stop licking her clit and stick my tongue out, stiff and straight up. Oh shit, I thought to myself. She is going to ride my tongue like it’s a cock.
Whisper spread her hole open as far as it would go and inserted my stiff tongue into her pussy. She grabbed my hair by my forehead and literally rode my face. She massaged her clit furiously the whole time. Her juices were spilling out all over my face and my tongue was aching but I didn’t care. It was the hottest thing I have ever done. Within about two minutes, Whisper came all over my face, neck, chest, tits and hair. She then massaged her cum into my tits as she pinched and pulled them.
Nina was all red and sweating now as she kept fucking my little pussy.
“Tell me how much you like it,” Nina said, out of breath.
“I love it when you fuck my pussy”, I said.
I felt that wave again.
“I’m gonna cum!”, I said.
I felt Whisper slide down and take a handle on the anal beads.
“Now!”, I said as I felt that rush come over me. Whisper pulled out the anal beads one by one and my orgasm lasted for about 30 seconds.
When it was over, I looked down between my legs and the whole couch was drenched. They said they had never seen a girl cum so much in their lives.
The three of us got dressed, used the bathroom, cleaned up and then went to smoke a cigarette. We talked for about a half hour about meaningless stuff like the weather and how badly the New York Yankees sucked this season and then I said goodbye. They both kissed me hard before I walked out the door.
When I got back in my car I realized I had left my phone in there. I had 7 missed calls and even more text messages from Matt. When I called him back I made up some story about running into an old friend at the gas station and going to get a drink with them. I am still dating him today and he still has no idea how one of our first dates, I had a wild threesome with two skanky strippers.

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trip to walmart

Crissy wasn’t thinking, she was trying to do a number to things and she just had her tight tee shirt and loose shorts no panties when she hoped in the van to go to Wal-Mart. The kids would be fine, her oldest is 14 and keeps and eye on the other 2 all the time. As she drove she started to calm down and realized what she had on “ugh” she thought “this isn’t the best neighborhood and look at me dressed like I’m showing off” Smiling to herself she has to admit she likes the attention.
She pulls into the parking lot she glances in the mirror just to make sure she looks ok. She realizes she doesn have any panties on and that also make her feel a little sexy as well at that tight tee shirt which shows off the “girls” well. As she walks in there are 3 guys standing at the entrance she imagines they are 17/18 and one of them is staring already as she walks up. She pretends she doesn’t notice them but sees the one elbow the others to get their attention. She sees them whispering and she makes eye contact with the one, David is his name, he looks like he’s the leader, he’s a young black man and he hasn’t taken his eyes off her yet. Alittle nervous she gives a smile and a hello as she walks by, they don’t say a word til after she walks by when they bust up laughing saying things like “did you see those tittys” and “man, what a milf” Crissy got beet red, couldn’t believe what they were saying. She grabbed a cart, and thought she should go tell a manager, but in a couple of minutes she relaxed and smiled thinking “well at least they are looking lol”
Crissy goes through the store getting the couple of items she needs. As she is in the line to check out her mind drifts back to those young me at the entrance, wondering if she was going to have to run the gauntlet again. She thought about going out the other door but it was so far from her van , so she decided to just head on out the way she came in. She was relieved that they weren’t standing there any longer and she headed to her van. She was putting things in the back when that same young black man walked up to the van. “excuse me” he says startled especially when you realize it was one of those guys at the entrance “Yes can I help you?” “umm yeah I was wondering if you wouldn’t mind giving me a lift home” A little nervous Crissy, is looking around wondering if she’s going to get mugged. “A ride?” she says? ” just you?” “Yeah my other buddies took off and left me stranded” he says looking very innocent now that he’s alone. Now Crissy is a good person, and it’s very difficult for her to say no to anyone so she says ” how far away?” David says “oh it’s not far only about 10 minutes from here” Crissy feeling like she’s about to do her good deed, says “ok, hop in, what’s your name?” “David ” he says
She completely forgets her tight tee shirt and short shorts until they are driving down the road, its gotten dark now, but every time she glances over she notices David either looking at her tits or her short shorts. Trying to make small talk, she keeps glancing over and he would smile and what would seem to her to deliberately break eye contact to look at her tits. Surely she’s mistaken she thinks. Then David starts asking if she’s married and telling her how good she looks. what a good body she has and when she looks over she now see him staring and him rubbing his crotch. A combination of nerves and excitement she knows she’s got to get him where he’s going and get home. She trys to change the subject talking about his girlfriends but he turns it right back telling her she is much more sexy than any of his girlfriends. She blushes and trys to change the subject. “ok David where do I turn now?” they have been driving for about 10 minutes when David directs crissy to pull down this alley way that’s a cul de sac. David tells her she can let him off down there and turn around. As shes driving down it shes alittle nervous but trys to maintain control. “so david where do you live” David slides across the seat and points across Crissy’s arms to a small house as he pulls his arm back he brushes against her nipples. “oh i’m sorry I didnt mean that, i was just pointin towards my house like this” and he does it again only this time he brushes her nipples both pointing and pulling his arm away. crissy freezes, she doesnt know what to do her hands glued to the steering wheel. “DAVID, stop that what are you doing” A smile comes across david’s face, flashing his bright white teeth “what do you mean crissy, I mean i think you know what I’ doing, look at those nipple they are pretty hard” Glancing down crissy notices that yes they are now poking through her shirt . “well umm ahhh you shouldn’t be doing that I’m old enough to be your mother” trying to maintain control her hands still locked on the steering wheel glancing over as David smiles and is rubbing what now appears to be quite a large hardon thru his long athletic shorts.
“now I think you should go” crissy says, but david wants to test it alittle more only this time he reaches over and begins to massage Crissy’s nipples thru her tee shirt whispering” you like this Crissy” “Ohhh, no what are you doing” (her hands still locked on the steering wheel not knowing what to do her submissive nature is taking over) “David, you ohh god, you really need to stop” “what’s wrong crissy sounds like you are enjoying this” David says, with that she feels him pull her right hand off the steering wheel and place it in his lap rubbing his big hard cock. Crissy’s mind is spinning, she doesn’t know what to do, she’s thinking ” this boy is getting me so wet playing with my nipples and now his cock OMG its huge ” She can only whisper “David please you shouldn’t ohh ugh, david what are you doing to me?” David leans over and whispers “I’m gonna give you some black dick” and as he says that he pulls his shorts down so Crissy now has his big black cock in her hand. “Oh my god David its huge” feeling her pussy getting wet as he continues to roll and pinch her nipples pulling her shirt up she can’t stop him now her hand working on his cock slowly jerking it for him she has completly lost control, this young man has gotten thru to her, found her weakness and taken control.
Some how they end up in the backseat of the van, Crissy doesn’t know when that happened all she does know now is shes jerking his big black cock and he’s got his fingers buried in her wet pussy and hes sucking her nipples like an expert. her head thrown back loving every moment . he stops licking her nipples and pulls her by the back of the neck down where she is now face to face with his big black cock. “You ever suck a black cock” david says to her, and all crissy can do is stare and shake her head no. he continues to push her head down on his big cock and she begins to give him a blowjob while he still had his fingers buried in her pussy. she is sucking him for a few minutes when he moves her head off him and slide behind her, I’m gonna give this wet pussy some of this black cock. as she is bent over the seat he slides his cock between her legs, her head spinning not being able to understand what happening its going so fast she trys to say no, but its too late the head of his cock has found her wet cunt . As he thrust in and out she is so caught up in the moment she begins to ride his young hard cock, thrusting back against him (its been so long since her husband ever fucked her like this) David is fucking her nice and slow “do you want it faster crissy? tell me you want it faster! tell me you want my big black cock in your pussy” the more he talked to her the hornier she got (what was going on shes never been like this) Soon after she starts responding “Yes Please fuck me faster, I want your big black cock in my pussy, please faster harder” and David obliged, he started fucking her harder and faster getting closer to cumming he says to her “ohh crissy i’m gonna blow my load in your white pussy is that what you want” “ohh god oh god” not wanting him to stop but not wanting to get pregnant she was so confused..so hornyshes already cum more times than she ever had with her husband this young man knows how to fuck she cant stop her body won’t let her she cries out ” yes fuck me fuck my wet pussy ohhh god yes fill me up” and about that time David reaches his orgasam “Ohhhh fuck i’m cummin ohhh fuck yeah ohh yeah” as he pounds his cock the deepest he has been into her pussy…
They collapse in the back of her van, not knowing how long they had been there she begins to come to her senses and tells david she has to go. he just smiles and say “Ok, maybe I will see you at walmart again” as he pulls up his shorts and falls out of the van…”yes maybe” Crissy says
She tries to get herself together. She finds her clothes gets dressed and stops by a gas station to clean up. She stops at the drugstore and buys one of those night after pills, hoping they work. she drives back home with a very satisfied pussy and a smile. Wondering if she’ll ever see David again.

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LITTLE JOHNNY’S DESCRIPTION OF SEX

Little Johnny was seven years old, and like other boys his age, rather curious. He had been hearing quite a bit about courting from the other boys and he wondered what it was and how it was done. One day he took his questions to his mother, and she became flustered. Instead of explaining things to Johnny, she told him to hide behind the curtains one night and watch his older sister and her boyfriend. This he did, and the following morning Johnny described everything to his mother.
Sis and her boyfriend sat down and talked for a while, then he turned off most of the lights. Then he started to kiss and hug her. I figured sis must be getting sick because her face started to look funny. He must of thought so too because he put his hand inside her shirt to feel her heart, just like a doctor would. Except he’s not as good as a doctor, because he seemed to have an awful hard time finding her heart.
He was getting sick too, because pretty soon both of them started panting and getting all out of breath. His other hand must have been getting cold because he put it under her skirt to warm up. About this time, sis got toward the end of the couch. This was when the fever started. I know it was a fever because sis told him she was really HOT.
Finally, I found out what was making them so sick… a big eel had gotten inside his pants somehow. It just jumped out of his pants and stood there about 9 inches long. Honest! anyway, he grabbed it in one hand and her mouth fell open, and she started calling out to God and stuff like that. I should tell her about the ones I saw at the lake!
Anyway sis got brave and tried to kill the eel by biting his head off. All of a sudden, she made a noise and let the eel go..I guess it bit her back. Then she grabbed it with both hands and held it tight while he took a muzzle out of his pocket and slipped it over the eels head to keep it from biting again.
Sis lay back and spread her legs so she could get a scissors lock on it. And he helped by laying on top of the eel. The eel put up a hell of a fight. Sis started groaning and squealing and her boyfriend almost upset the couch. I guess they wanted to kill the eel by squishing it between them.
After a while they both quit moving and gave a great sigh. Her boyfriend sat up and sure enough they had killed the eel.. I knew it was dead because it hung there limp and some of its guts were hanging out. Sis and her boyfriend were tired from the battle, but they went on courting anyway. He started hugging and kissing her again. And by golly, the eel wasn’t dead after all. It jumped straight up and started to fight again. I guess eels are like cats… they have nine lives or something.
This time Sis jumped up and tried to kill the eel by sitting on it. After about 35 minutes of struggle, they finally killed the eel. I know it was really dead this time because I saw Sis boyfriend peel off the skin and flush it down the toilet.
Mother fainted.

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Calving Signs – part 7

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

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Just a bus ride…Honest 3

Hey all, as always read that past 2 chapters before this, and a warning to all you people wanting a quick wank story but there is very little to be found here 🙂 sorry and for now atleast im keeping it that way 🙂 and to the rest of you whom want an alright storie 🙂 please comment and vote 🙂 enjoy