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My life with vampirism finale.

its been over a year since i started this story and i want to say thank you all. im taking a month long hiatus from writing due to school and work but i will be back. i love you all for the support and the vibes. i truly have an amazing audience who i will always respect and cherish. i will be back. their will be sex and we will see our hero again some day soon.

True Story

After School Without Rules

Me and my boyfriend used to be best friends and this is how he told me he wanted more 🙂 i still love him and he wrote this when we were still together i fixed the spelling and grammar and changed the names 🙂 even though were apart i still love him

Science-Fiction

Tom’s parallel world – 7

Tom discovers a conspiracy and a possible threat to the cove & village, whilst expanding his `super sex toy’ reputation.
He also meets the three kittens, who are full blown female replicas of Sarah.

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Gay Bossom – The longing for uncles cock

It was about four years later and Shailesh was fourteen now. He had not visited Kerala since age ten. The memories from the last visit were still fresh in his mind. He vividly remembered the one month he spent blowing his uncle night after night. He often masturbated during the four years thinking of those days.
His parents had decided that it was time visit grandma and grandpa again. His hopes ran high; he was waiting anxiously for the moment he could blow his uncle Shashi.
The train journey was a gruesome 36 hours. He expected uncle to be at the station but he wasn’t there. He reached home; having put the luggage away ran out on the fields, to look for uncle. He looked all around but Shashi was nowhere to be found.
He asked his cousin about him, and was informed that uncle Shashi no longer worked in the fields. He was cabbie now and also worked part-time for a local political party with communist ideologies.
It was 8’O clock, but uncle was nowhere to be seen, he was disappointed. At around 9’O clock Shashi finally came home. They all had dinner together. During dinner, both of them exchanged glances. There was the usual noise in the background of everybody talking about things which was too petty to be paid attention to, for Shailesh was busy feasting his eyes on his uncle. His appearance hadn’t changed much but his beard was now longer than before and he now wore glasses. Shailesh was futilely trying to figure out what was going on in his uncle’s mind.
Shashi did have the thread of the conversation but wasn’t making any inputs himself. He was checking the boy out. The little boy whose mouth he had fucked had grown up a lot. He was taller, and the features on his face were well developed now. He had no facial hair. His physique though not developed fully, he certainly seemed a bit strong.
After dinner the conversations continued amongst everyone but Shailesh wasn’t paying attention. Shashi came over to Shailesh and asked, “So how are you doing? I haven’t heard your voice since the last time you visited, why are you so quiet?”
“Oh, nothing” he replied, “Just bored, I am fine.”
“How are you? Vinod said you’re a cabbie now.”
“Oh yes. I am now, I earn more this way.” Saying so Shashi moved closer to Shailesh. He saw the glint in the eyes of the little boy, who had now, grow up a little. He just nodded in understanding.
The following day, Shashi came home earlier than yesterday, at around 7.30 pm. He had some coffee, while everyone was busy watching the news. Oddly Shailesh was interested in the news, but his heart at the same time, was racing with excitement now more with the knowledge that uncle has come home earlier.
Shashi wasn’t feeling much different either, he was too eager to get his hands on the boy but was just playing it safe. The moment Clock struck 8’O clock, both Shashi and Shailesh exchanged glances and that was all they needed. Immediately they got up on their feet and were ready for the good old stream in a jiffy.
As both of them walked, Shailesh was following his uncle who was navigating his way through the dark with the help of a torch light.
Shashi asked, “So, how old are you now?”
“Fourteen”, replied Shailesh, which had no sooner fallen in Shashi’s ears than a smile flashed on his face.
Excitement and anticipation was building within Shailesh to unprecedented levels. He could clearly remember the fragrance of his uncle’s manhood and the taste of his semen. His arousal was obvious and hence noticed by his uncle who was obviously aroused too.
After a while, Shashi asked, “So did you do the kind of things we did together with anyone else?”
“Huh, do you mean the things we did in the stream???”
“What else can I mean?”
“Oh, no”
By this time they were at the stream, Shashi looked around if there was anybody close by. He then proceeded to take off his clothes; Shailesh was by then already nude, and staring at him.
Having taken off their clothes, they stepped into the stream. And Shailesh did not waste any time; he just got on to his knees. His eyes which were already feasting on the beautiful erect cock his uncle had on display now got a closer look. On this his Uncle obliged him by pulling back his foreskin and putting a display of manhood than had the boy mesmerized, the fragrance of his cock filled the air intoxicating the boy. Shailesh just loved this smell; he closed his eyes and took deep breaths inhaling the sweet smell of his uncle.
Shashi was aroused more and more with realization that his cock alone had tamed the boy into submission, and that now he could do whatever he wanted to him. A rush of excitement went through their bodies simultaneously. Neither of them could wait any longer; and with a slight movement forward, Shashi’s erect cock glistening with pre-cum entered the boy’s mouth, touching his tongue. As the taste spread on his tongue, his head went into a dizzy of sexual pleasure.
Shashi held the boy’s head firmly and began fucking his mouth. He made deep thrusts sending his cock very deep into the boy’s throat. Shailesh loved the taste and also the breathlessness his Uncles big cock was causing. Shashi now increased his speed; his cock now went in and out of Shailesh’s throat faster than before.
“Oh you definitely seem to like it this way, huh boy.”
“Now I am going to cum in your mouth and you better not waste a drop.”
Shashi had figured out that Shailesh liked rough sex, where he never had any control on whatever was happening to him.
Before even Shashi himself realized he blew a massive load of cum into Shailesh’s throat. The boy was caught unawares, some of it went straight down his throat and some went into his wind pipe and some still in his mouth. The boy was choking, struggling to breathe and swallow the cum in his mouth; he didn’t want to waste a drop. Shashi screamed, “Don’t you dare waste a drop, drink it all.”
Shashi had never been this rough with Shailesh, but Shailesh was enjoying this and Shashi knew it. Shailesh just cleaned his uncle’s cock with his tongue and was about to get up when Shashi grabbed him by his waist and pulled him up and gave him a deep kiss, his tongue moved all over Shailesh’s mouth as if they we cleaning them. Just then Shailesh felt a sudden jolt of pain and realized an intrusion in his ass. It was painful for the boy; he broke the kiss and screamed in pain.
Shashi couldn’t care less, he continued finger fucking the boy’s ass. Stretching his asshole, and massaging his inside with as much roughness as he could. Shailesh had now accommodated the finger and was feeling the pleasure.
Shashi stopped and went to pick up his clothes. Shailesh had only begun to be pleasured for the first time by his uncle, and hence was obviously disappointed. But Shashi had other plans. He had a tube of lubricant hid between his clothes.
He came up behind the boy who just stood still and squeezed the tube having inserted it into his ass. He emptied half the tube into the boy’s ass. Shashi wasn’t sure the boy could take him, nor was Shailesh. He then used the remaining lube on his cock, just to make sure his cock could go in.
Shailesh never knew if a cock could even enter an asshole. But at this moment the very thought of his uncle’s huge cock inside of him made him shiver with desires. He was sure he wanted it inside, just so that he could pleasure his uncle.
Shashi laid the boy in the shallow part of the water, where it was only a few centimeters deep. Shashi raised the boy’s legs and Shailesh co-operated by holding them up. Shashi was now positioned above the boy, his cock at the entrance of his asshole.
Slowly Shashi pushed the cock forward but the ass was too tight to take it. He pushed harder using his hands to keep his cock in the right place. The hole was now opening allowing access.
“AAAAAggggggggggg, It is pa….infuuu..ll stop….” Screamed Shailesh loudly.
This was exactly what Shashi wanted to give Shailesh, pain. It made him feel proud of his own cock.
Shashi pulled out, and Shailesh breathed hard, waiting for the pain to subside. But Shashi was not to stop. His arousal now greater than ever, the sight of the tightest asshole never entered by anyone, a virgin ass ready to take him was intense. His cock was now harder than before. He pressed his cock against the tight hole and this time came in with twice the force than before and the ass hole stretched to eternity the entire seven inches inside the fourteen year old tiny tight virgin asshole.
Shashi was in heaven, the tightness was too good to be true he thought for a second as it hurt just to keep the cock inside the boy. Shailesh was in excruciating pain, the hole was just not stretching enough to accommodate Shashi’s cock.
He screamed, “Take it out….Aagh.” “Its too painful, it’s too painful, please.” Shailesh exhaled heavily tried to relax but found it impossible.
Shailesh tried to move out from the under of Uncle Shashi but even that failed. It felt as if his hole was being torn out while Shashi just held the boy’s legs up so allow proper access. Shailesh was hitting his uncle with his fists and trying to bite him to get himself free. Tears flowed down from his eyes into the stream, he was crying profusely.
He begged, “Please leave Uncle, please leave me, it’s too painful, it is too painful ……” His pleadings became louder and louder as each moment passed by, “aah huh, it is too big, it is too big”
Hearing the boy plead, and beg was making Shashi more aroused, his cock just grew harder inside. When Shashi heard it is too big, it sent a ripple down his entire body and he could not hold it. Even though the child had not even accommodated his cock inside, Shashi began stroking. The first stroke drove Shashi crazy, while the boy was left breathless, gasping for air.
Shashi couldn’t stop now, no matter what. He didn’t give a damn about the boy he just wanted to fuck this hole hard.
The second stroke had the boy almost pass out in pain. But the pain began to subside with the third stroke and pleasure was slowly and increasingly taking over his body. He opened his eyes to see his uncle fucking him hard, and the sight was pleasant, his strong body moved in a rhythmic motion fucking his ass really hard. The pain was all gone and Shailesh was in heaven now, the pleasure this was giving him was worth all the pain and even more.
Shailesh now raised himself up and embraced his uncle. They kissed each other, Shashi was an expert he played with the boys lips and then slid his tongue in, to fuck Shailesh with his tongue. The fun had only begun for Shailesh; he spread his legs apart and wrapped his knees around his uncle, giving Shashi deeper access. Shailesh only managed to mumble “faster” a few times. Mostly he was left speechless, by the superb display of raw fucking power by his uncle. Shailesh was now matching his uncle’s rhythmic thrusts. Shashi was too excited; he was fucking the boy faster and harder than what a veteran whore can take.
Shashi in a fucking frenzy screamed, “Oh…..ohhhhhhhhh. I am about to cum; I can’t fuck you any longer”
Shailesh just managed to mumble something that could not be deciphered. And then a deep thrust, Shashi blew a huge load of cum into Shailesh’s asshole. Filling him with all he had, Shashi had his testicles emptied into Shailesh’s asshole. Shailesh’s ass was leaking cum, he used his fingers with great dexterity to ensure that not a drop that leaked went anywhere but his mouth. Shailesh laid there still exhausted, unable to move. About half an hour later, he raised himself to standing position; however he wasn’t able to stand still with his legs shaking and shivering due to exhaustion.
Shashi was scared to death on seeing this sight. But that was only until, Shailesh with his legs still shaking asked, “Will you come home early tomorrow?”

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The Vicar’s Wife

Ali was going to meet up with the Pact later that day – so I left for work knowing that there would be a juicy story later that night. Little did I know just how juicy it would actually turn out. She had an extra-long workout and a long steam. After drying off and a pot of nice tea she made up some semen for her cock. Semen is actually a mixture of Greek yogurt, condensed milk and a little salt for tanginess. The girls swear it taste just like man cum. Ali got out her funnel and filled the balls to the brim – she felt she was going to need it. After all she planned on fucking both of her best friends later that afternoon. She was going to do a little shopping first in the village and decided to wear her cock under a pair of jogging pants and my University sweatshirt. Her two friends Jess and Robin had custom made dildos made in London by an artist chap that Robin knows who works in plastic and rubber. He is gay and was more than happy to find models to make casts of their cocks. Jess and Ali’s were around 7 to 8 inches long and Robin being the Amazon that she is wanted a larger 9 to 10 inch monster. Jess and Ali’s are Caucasian in colouring and Robin’s is modelled in black colouring. I have seen them all and they are very lifelike with veining on the shafts and cock heads of varying shades of pink to purple. The balls that are attached are hollow and can be filled with their special semen mix. There is a hollow tube that runs from the balls to the piss hole in the cock head and with a little practice Ali can now make it cum heavily or just like a little precum by squeezing the balls. They have public hair and are attached to a pair of high waisted black latex big girl pants – as Ali calls them. There is a small loop in the crotch so that the semi ridged cock can be held down between the legs. This allows them to be worn in public without too much showing.
Ali grabbed her keys and was ready to drive down to the village when the doorbell rang. Damn she thought I don’t want any interruption now. She looked out the view hole in the front door and it was the Vicar’s wife – affectionately or sarcastically know as Mrs Marple. The Vicar’s wife in English county life is the doyen of everything volunteer and Marjorie was no exception. She ruled all the church ladies with an iron fist. Even the women like Ali who weren’t strictly church goers came up against her iron will through the Women’s Institute or the Adult Education Centre, of which she was chairwoman. Name a village occasion and she was there with her OBE pinned to her enormous chest. The woman had a forty inch chest with double or even triple D cup size. She was an even size from there to the ground with a set of ankles that would make any rugby player envious. Her face could stop a clock and she must have inherited her tweed twin set wardrobe from her grandmother. She had taken recently to walking with a cane in orthopaedic shoes and her thick pop socks. Staunchly conservative she was the model of virtue.
Ali opened the door for Marjorie who was delivering the monthly village magazine, which she was editor and main contributor and the parish office printed under her guidance of course.
“Hello Allison.”
“Oh – good morning Marjorie. Can I help you with anything?” What a question and as soon as she said it she regretted saying it.
“Since you ask dear – could I have a glass of water and a short sit down, my feet are killing me. I’ve been to the top of the village delivering this month’s Village Voice.” She had a canvas bag on her shoulder filled with the magazines and it was clearly digging into her flesh. Ali stood aside to let her in and she turned to walk in the kitchen.
“I think I can do better than a glass of water – how about a small Sherry or a nice pot of Fortnum’s Royal Blend.”
“How about both dear – I am bushed. This farmer’s market jute bag with these small straps are not meant to carry weight – my shoulders and neck are killing me.” Ali could see her discomfort as she let the bag fall to the floor.
“Well come in the living room and have a seat.” Marjorie waddled her way into the living room and Ali set about pouring a tall sherry and put the kettle on the boil. She went in the living room with the crystal sherry glass full to the brim. Marjorie had slipped off her shoes without so much as a by your leave. She had a habit of dominating any area she was in and anybody she was with. Ali sat on the couch.
“You poor dear – Marjorie you do so much for the village.” Of course Ali was being sarcastic – but she never realised. Marjorie took the sherry glass and downed it in one swallow. She began to rub her shoulders. Ali left the room to bring back the tea. “You know Marjorie when John broke his back he suffered from terrible neck and shoulder pains. I took that course at the village hall in remedial massage and got pretty good.”
“Oh yes I remember – the chap from the Royal Orthopaedic Hospital in London taught the class. One of the Vicar’s colleagues. I organised the classes – but sadly I couldn’t attend myself. Does John find it helpful?”
“Oh yes – after a long day lecturing on his feet at the University I can have him right as rain in a few minutes. Sit here on the foot stool and I give you a short rub – it’ll do wonders I promise.” Marjorie got up from the chair and looked at the foot stool rather quizzically. It is five foot long and two foot wide and really a massage table in disguise. “John made the foot stool at the furniture workshop at the vicarage. You know men they make things way too big.”
“I know dear the Vicar has that very same penchant.” While she moved over and sat on the stool Ali went and poured another tall sherry. She handed it to Marjorie.
“Oh – I couldn’t dear not a second – I’m not good at handling sherry.” Ali remembered her a few Christmases ago drunk as a sailor at the vicarage singing at the top of her voice.
“Oh come on Marge – it’s just us and it will help your muscles relax. Make my job easier – please.”
“Well … just this last one.” Ali put the sherry decanter on the coffee table. And stood behind her and began rubbing her neck.
“Heavens you are tight Marge – you poor dear.” Ali is actually a very talented masseuse and was soon digging her thumbs into the big woman’s neck and shoulders. Marjorie began to loosen up a little and relaxed her shoulders. She let out a small sigh.
“That does feel good Allison – you certainly learned well.” Ali had brought some massage oil with her from the kitchen and had it in her jogging bottom pocket.
“I have some wonderful aromatherapy oil that would really help.”
“Please don’t go to any trouble dear.”
“No trouble at all I have it right here.” She showed Marjorie the beautiful body lotion bottle and let her smell the fresh jasmine scent.
“That does smell good – I love jasmine.” Ali reached around the front of her neck and began to unbutton her blouse. “What are you doing Alison?”
“I don’t want to get the oil on your pretty blouse.”
“Oh … I suppose not.” With that Ali unbutton a few buttons down on her blouse exposing her massive cleavage. She then pulled the blouse down on her upper arms. She was certainly a muscular woman with shoulders like a javelin thrower. Ali looked at the red skin under her bra straps.
“Marge your bra straps are digging into your shoulders – no wonder you are in such discomfort. Curse of the full size bosom.”
“Yes … yes dear – you don’t know what a burden it is for a woman my size.” Ali put her fingers under the bra straps and began to move them over to her upper arms. “Is that necessary?”
“I don’t want to spoil your lovely bra.” In fact Marjorie was wearing an industrial size bra from M&S – it could probably stop a bullet. “Put your arms down by your side Marge and try to relax.” As she did her blouse fell further down and Ali let her bra straps slide down her arms also to the elbow. Ali poured some oil in her hands and rubbed them together warming the oil before she began to rub it liberally into her waiting flesh. She started at the base of her neck and worked outwards towards her arms and then down her arms to the elbow. In slow deliberate strokes she repeated the rub several times. Marjorie was becoming putty in Ali’s expert hands. “Your back is also very tight Marge.” Ali rubbed her back down to where her bra was clasped. She did this repeatedly and marge was bending forward and slightly moaning. Ali then started again on her neck and arms and this time when she passed down her arms she deliberately brushed her hands over the side of Marjorie’s breasts. Marjorie had a sharp intake of breath – but she didn’t move. Ali went back to her neck and down her spine . When she had done this a few times she stopped and quickly undid the three hooks holding her bra together – releasing her breasts. Marjorie tightened her arms to her side to keep her bra from falling off. There was no danger of that not with those huge breasts folded over the underwire bra.
Ali pushed her forward and began working on her neck down her back. Repeatedly she worked her back until Marjorie loosed up and let her arms fall free. The back of her bra fell to the side and after a few more strokes Ali let her fingers caress the fleshy sides of Marjorie’s breasts. Slowly her bra was working its way loose from her breasts. On the next stroke Ali kneaded the sides of her breasts with her fingers and palms and her bra fell away into her lap. Ali reached under her arms and cupped her breasts fully massaging them slowly. Then she took her nipples between her fingers and gave them a slight squeeze and then milking them to erection. Her nipples were massive twice the size of a fifty pence piece and dark brown covered in small pips which Ali expertly rubbed. Marjorie was moaning at this point and had let her blouse fall away completely.
“Lay back on the stool Marge.” As she helped Marge lay backwards on her back her breasts fell to the sides of her body and Ali quickly gathered them up and began to slowly massage her breasts. They were very heavy and her skin was creamy white – no sunlight had ever touched these breasts. Ali wasn’t certain – but she felt that Marge had an orgasm – probably her first in a long while if not her first. “Roll over on your stomach Marge.” As she did Ali began to work the small of her back. With some more oil she worked from the neck downward on her spine to her waist. Ali undid the clasp on her tweed skirt waistband and pulled the zipper down. On the next downward stroke she passed under the elastic band of her slip and panties to reach the crux of her ass cleavage. This is a very sensitive part on Ali’s body and it turned out to be for Marjorie as well. She moaned and drew her knees up on the massage table. This allowed Ali to pull down her skirt, slip and panties to her ankles. Marge was lost in ecstasy with Ali using more oil and massaging the cheeks of her ass and working the crack of her buttocks. As she rubbed harder Marjorie spread her legs more and more until her legs were over the sides of the table – completely prostate. Ali rubbed her fingers down until she reached Marjorie’s asshole and then she rubbed circles around the opening. She made no protest and Ali could see the glistening of her pussy juice leaking on to the table. She still had her knees slightly drawn up and this gave Ali clear access to her pussy lips which she began to slowly massage. This woman had public hair which started almost at her belly button and continued around her crotch and covered her asshole. I was dark black and now matted with sweat. Ali had never seen such hair.
Ali reached deeper between her legs until she found her clit and began squeezing and rubbing it until Marjorie was moaning again – her second climax. Ali pulled her jogging bottoms down and stepped out of them and released her cock. She squeezed her balls to lubricate the head and shaft. She splayed Marjorie’s pussy lips apart and placed the head of her cock at the opening. Then she pushed the head inside her waiting and eager pussy. “Oh My God … Ali. What are you doing?” she didn’t need an answer – she knew what was happening as Ali gently pushed a few inches of her cock in her waiting hole.
“I’m fucking you Marge – do you want me to stop?” Marjorie put her feet on the ground and raised her bottom in the air. Ali had her answer and she pushed her cock in the full eight inches. Marjorie took a sharp intake of air.
“OH My God – yes … yes … fuck me Ali. Ali began slowly pulling in and out of Marjorie’s pussy. Then holding her by her hips Ali began to thrust in harder and harder making a slapping noise when she bottomed out against her ass cheeks. Pussy farts were escaping the sides of her pussy as she moaned in ecstasy. Her body began to shudder as she climaxed. This was the one Ali had been waiting for – she buried her cock deep in the Vicars wife’s pussy and squeezed her balls to ejaculate her cum into Marge’s pussy. Marjorie was screaming at this point and writhing in joy. Sweat was running off her body as Ali massaged her ass cheeks. Ali slowly pulled her cock out of Marge.
I think your shoulders are loose enough now Marge – don’t you think?” Marge was laying there unable to move
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“Oh yes dear heart – plenty loose now. Thank you.”

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Fantasy

My Boy Diary-Manuel [Pt. 2]

I’m new to all of this so I’m still learning. Thanks for the comments on the first part.
Monday:
Dear Diary
Well me and my new boyfriend, Manny, have been on the phone so much its pitiful, but I really do like him. a lot. but he didn’t come to school today he had a doctors appointment. Plus there is a lame ass assembly tomorrow, boring…
Tuesday:
OMG DIARY YOU WILL NEVER BELIEVE THIS!!!
so me and Manny were in the boring assembly. He says he has to pee and wants me to come too. So we leave the Gym and go to the bathroom. As soon as the bathroom door closed, Manny started kissing me. I was completely and utterly shocked at him doing this. Now, I’m in the bathroom with one of the sexiest boys in school. He is about 5″ 7′, with a six-pack to-die-for, the most gorgeous hazel eyes in the universe, and a smile that melts my soul every time I see it. As soon as I recovered from the shock I started kissing back wondering how far are we going to go. Well he breaks the kiss look my in the eyes and speaks with his beautiful voice, “Baby, I love you.” And before I can comment he’s kissing me again. While still kissing he pulls up my shirt and starts feeling my smooth stomach and chest. I pulled his shirt up and pulled away from his mouth so I can take his shirt off. it falls to the floor. Then we hear people out side the bathroom door. so he runs into the stall and I stand in front of an urinal. Luckily no one came in but It helped remind us of where we are and how easy It would be to get caught. Then I remembered how the boys locker room was almost never locked. So he threw his shirt back on and we ran to the boys lockers room and went down stairs. out of breathe we sat on the benches. I looked down and noticed he had a massive bulge in his pants. the horny side of me cam e out at that moment. I grabbed it though his pants and felt the length of it. he looks at my hand and says, “ill pull it out if you like.” But I said, “No ill pull it out myself.” so I get on my knees in front of where he is sitting at and un button his jeans. as I am unzipping his fly I see the outline of his cock though the fabric of his boxer-briefs. so I get the pants down and reach to pull his underwear down. then I saw his cock…it was amazing. it was around 7 1/2 inches long and had a nice girth too. he was hairless down there so I guessed he shaved. I grabbed his cock with my right hand and started beating his cock. soon he looked at me and said, “that feels so nice.” then I reply, “if you like that you are going to love this.” I stuck out my tongue and swirled it around the head of his cock. then I dragged my tongue down the length of his dick. Then I swallowed his cock and took it deep into my mouth trying to deep throat this boys cock. I start off going slow then I speed up just a bit. he puts his hand on the back of my head and starts to buck his hips. then I speed up a little more but then he started fucking my mouth. I gag because him doing this was very unexpected. the feeling of his cock pulsating in my mouth was unbelievable. after about 3 minutes of him fucking my throat, I feel his cock get really hard and starts to feel like it growing. then he suddenly yells, “I’M GOING TO…” before he could even finish his sentence, my mouth was being filled with his hot jizz. this was the first time I ever tasted cum. it was hot, sweet but still sort of bitter. I couldn’t swallow it all so some had leaked of my mouth on to the floor. still trying to swallow his delicious juices he bends down and kisses me, making us share his cum. we start cleaning ourselves up. I told him, “baby I love you too.” then we held hands walking out of the locker room.
Wednesday:
No School Today for Parent teacher conferences. Why do they even have those? I mean no one goes. Manny and I are laying in bed together right now. We’re in my room with the door locked, but we don’t want to do anything because my aunt is here. I want his so bad, but I can wait.
Thursday:
Well Diary Regular day in school. Me and Manny decided to keep our relationship a secret. Him, I, and few friends are going skating tomorrow night. This might be different…
Friday:
The Skating ring was fun…Super fun! Me and Manny had another interesting sexual experience. Me, Him, and all of our friends were sitting down at the table eating some pizza when this Usher song came on and all my friends got up to skate again. so me and Manny stayed there to watch the food. when they got on the skating floor Manny turns to me and says, “you have seen my dick, hell you even sucked it. yet I have never seen yours.”
then I said, “Well that’s on you baby.”
Then he puts his hand on my lap.
“Well let’s change that”
then he started feeling my cock though my basket ball shorts. soon my cock started to harden to its full 8 inches. then he reaches inside my short and starts to slowly jerk me off. Suddenly he yanks his hand out then I noticed my friend. Kelly coming back to the table. She asked me, “Can you take me home in like 15 minutes?” so naturally I asked, “why?” She told me, “Because my Momma wants me to baby sit the neighbor’s kid.” Since I’m such a good friend I say, “Of course I will. But be ready in 10 minutes, okay.” She says okay and skates away. I asked Manny “Do you want to come? I might not be back.” but he says “No, I’m going to my sisters house tonight, so I’m okay.” Forgetting our relationship is a secret I kiss him goodbye. He didn’t complain then I left. Well we have been texting for the last 30 minutes. I swear if something ever happens to Manny I don’t know what I would do. I might be coming over on Sunday to finish what we started.
Part 3 coming soon… Tell me what you think.

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Morning Bells (Part Four: Chicago)

Hey I’m sorry if it took so long to come out with this chapter i actually stayed up last night and spent about 6 hours writing it so i hope everyone enjoys, if you have any questions or ideas please let me know i try to reply to all the comments i get. Thank you to all the readers that continue to follow the story!

Fantasy

Devil’s Island CH 12

This is a long story about several women and their fates. Not all is fantasy but based on personal experiences as a Master. Some is clearly pure fantasy, which is which is up to the reader to decide

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Vickie’s Abduction part 4

They all agree that he has given them the most exciting sex of their entire lives and do not want to lose that. They all agree that he has shown them the pleasure of the dark kinky side of sex which excites them all.

Sex Joke

BLONDE IN REFRIGERATOR

How can you tell a blondes been in a refrigerator?
Ans: There’s a condom on the pickle.

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Space Voyeurs

Space Voyeurs
The USF George S. Patton Jr. hurtled through space at incredible speeds. Silent and seemingly lifeless, it rotated slowly, a giant drum on four spindles and a central stem of polished steel. The stem was composed of mostly engine, with a rotating bridge at the front of the ship, and round thin fins at the rear. The drum was composed of sleeping and working quarters. It spun at a slow rate to maintain gravity on the long trip ahead of it. The four spindles looked delicate from the front or rear, but a side view showed them to be massive, and structurally sound, like the conning tower on a nuclear submarine. The spindles attached the drum to the central ship. The ship itself could detach from the drum for planetary landings, or in case of emergencies, make the rotating drum a safe rotating satellite which could maintain itself indefinitely.
Areas like the bridge used an artificial gravity, but the energy required to maintain such gravity was enormous. So such gravity was limited to the bridge itself and a few critical areas such as laboratories and the medical unit. All other areas were subject to spinning gravity or weightlessness. This made frame 35-475-0-A , the hold of the ship, one of the most popular places on the ship. It was an excellent place for weightless basketball, weightless football passing, and weightless sex. It seemed that the only one who didn’t know this was Jack Martin, captain of the Patton.
The Patton was en route to Wolf 359, a planet 7.7 light-years from Earth. The Patton had been en route to Wolf for over six years. At just under the speed of light, they had three more years until they reached it if they stayed on course. The Captain wanted to make sure they did. Ensign Clark was a navigator, the best on the Patton, in the Captain’s opinion. Of course her firm breast and long red hair had something to do with his opinion.
“Ship, I need to see Ensign Clark please.”
“Aye, Captain,” the computer said. An image of Ensign Clark suddenly appeared on the large view screen at the front of the bridge. She was facing the nearest camera. She looked like a magnificent Medusa, with her red hair straying out in all directions, as she slowly rotated in front of the camera. Her knees were pulled up beneath her. Her naked breast bounced as a man fucked her from behind. They were both floating far above the hold deck. Wooden crates and plastic stasis packs littered the area below. Captain Martin blinked several times, then gasped as what he saw imprinted itself on his mind.
“Computer, end transmission,” he said hurriedly. Only Dr. Carrie Dillion remained on watch. She blinked at the screen slowly, then turned, giving him a sensuous smile.
“You did ask to see her,” Carrie giggled.
“Yes, I know,” Captain Martin said in a tired voice. “Sometimes I feel so damn old.”
“Fifty isn’t old. You have a lot of admirers on the ship,” Carrie said.
“Like Doctor Ramstein, the oldest living scientist on your team. Hell, the oldest in space anywhere.”
“No, I was thinking of somebody a little younger. Thirty perhaps.”
“Who the hell would that be . . . you?” he asked nervously.
“Yes, actually.”
“You can’t be serious. Why look at me and look at you. I’m a wrinkled old coot. You’re a goddess.”
“Oh, that does it,” she said, leaping to her feet. “I’m fucking you right here on the bridge,” she hurried to his chair. He looked at her with wide eyes, too frightened to move. “Computer, show the image of Ensign Clark again, and lock down the bridge,” she said as she approached the Captain.
“I don’t . . . I . . . My god,” he said as Dr. Dillion opened her blouse and dropped it on the deck. Her beautiful bulging breasts were magnificent in her lacy white bra. She reached behind herself and released the bra. Captain Martin ogled her breasts for a moment, then his eyes went to the front of the bridge. That was no better. He now had a magnificent view of Ensign Clark slowly rotating forward in space. He was viewing her back and ass. A young man was pumping his long cock into her pussy with great vigor, while holding her hips in a firm grip so she wouldn’t fly away. Her ass was forced out of shape momentarily, then jiggled back into shape before he slammed his hips back into her ass again.
“Zero gravity does horrible things to a woman’s figure,” Captain Martin mumbled.
“Yes it does, especially over a long period of time,” Dr. Dillion said as she unzipped his jumpsuit. He looked down to find her completely naked. He averted his eyes for a moment, then took a closer look. She was beautiful. Not just her face, she was beautiful everywhere.
“My god,” he whispered in awe.
“Help me with this thing,” she said angrily. He stood and she pulled the zipper all the way down. Before he could sit, she yanked his jumpsuit down around his ankles. She yanked open his shorts and claimed his throbbing cock in her warm, greedy hands. With a smile of anticipation, she sank her head into his lap and clamped her lips over his cock. He hissed and came up off the chair. His eyes went back to Ensign Clark on the view screen. He was seeing her from below now. She was holding her knees up beneath her abdomen. He could clearly see the man’s cock sliding in and out of Ensign Clark’s pussy. She had a large pussy with a fringe of brown hair.
“Oh, oh, Ohhhh,” he moaned as her exquisite lips slid up and down his cock. Was there a better feeling in the entire universe? It had been so long since he had felt lips like those on his cock.
“That feels like heaven,” he said in a whisper. Her eyes lit up as she looked up at him. He had never realized that her eyes were so blue. A Captain got little sex on a trip, and not all that much between trips. Only a woman who liked her privacy would marry a ship’s captain. A woman who loved things, rather than men. Like his wife, the ice queen. She collected stuff, his stuff and her stuff. It was all bought with his Captain’s pay. If she was lucky he would die a horrible death and provide her with a large life insurance policy.
“Fucking bitch,” he growled.
“What!” Dr. Dillion was outraged.
“Not you, my wife,” he said with a laugh. “You, my dear, are absolutely perfect. In fact I just decided to get a divorce.”
“That’s good news,” she said with a smile before closing her lips over his cock once more.
She bobbed up and down on his cock, spreading fire between his legs. This was the first trip with civilians in the crew. There was a law against a captain fraternizing with officers who worked for him. On a ship that was the only kind of officers he met. But civilians were open territory. He planned on spending a lot of time going through their ranks after today.
“Let’s make love,” he whispered. She climbed to her feet. She sank her naked ass down onto his lap. “Oh yes,” he gasped as her hot pussy slid down over his throbbing manhood. Inch by inch was encased in her hot, moist flesh. An ungodly heat enthused his loins as she sank completely over his throbbing penis. She settled with a little wiggle of her ass, and just sat enjoying the feeling of his throbbing flesh filling her hungry pussy.
“Bridge, turn off the artificial gravity,” Dr. Dillion spoke softly.
“Yes, doctor.” They felt the difference immediately. Like a car speeding over a sharp hill, their hair lifted and the blood rushed to their heads. They began drifting out of the chair, as Dr. Dillion gently rose and fell in his lap. He clasped his hands around her waist and drove her back down on his penis as she rose. In a moment their actions blended into one easy, gentle movement. Neither had to strain as she bounced on his lap.
Once again Captain Martin’s eyes went to Ensign Clark on the screen. They were now doing a 69 as they slowly rotated in space. “I hope he didn’t cum in her before he started that,” Captain Martin whispered.
“Some men don’t care. Some men like the taste of their own sperm.”
“You’re kidding,” Captain Martin made a face.
“No, not at all. And I’ve never met a woman who didn’t like her own flavor.”
He slid his hand between her legs, then raised it to her face. She moved to engulf his finger with her greedy lips. She sucked her juices, then smacked her lips.
“That is so fucking sexy,” he whispered.
His cock rentered her sweltering vagina, sliding all the way inside her very slowly. She slid his cock out, also slowly, then sank back down again. Once his cock was fully inserted, she sat for a moment, then slowly began sliding forward and back on his cock. This was perfect. It was more stimulation for her, and less for him. Anything else would have caused him to orgasm instantly. He laid back and let her control their lovemaking. She was very good at it. Her pussy was extremely wet, and so hot he could hardly stand it. He had fucked a woman with a fever once, and Dr. Dillion’s was similar. The heat and moisture were just incredible. Her pussy made a wet, swishing sound as it slid on his cock. Her almost hairless pubes felt good against his pelvis. And those breasts! How could a woman be so perfect? As Dr. Dillion began whimpering, he knew she was having an orgasm. He gasped in alarm. In desperation he tried to lift and lower her on his cock, but it was too late. She came with a shudder and a scream. With her back arched and head thrown back, she shuddered and cried until her orgasm abated. He sat watching in awe and disappointment.
“I don’t know any man who doesn’t like a hot, tight ass,” she smiled. “This is all for you,” she mumbled over her shoulder. She lifted her pussy off his throbbing cock and grabbed his cock as she sank back down. He felt his head pressed against her anus. His eyes widened hopefully. He saw the look of pain cross her eyes as his cock penetrated her ass. She held her body still until her ass widened enough to let him in. With a hiss of pain, she drove her ass down on his cock, then squealed and paused, waiting. Just feeling her hot ass on his cock was almost enough to make him cum. But he held off through sheer will. He wanted to feel that hot anus bouncing on his cock. He wanted to feel it shooting thick cum up into her ass.
“Oh,” she said uncertainly as she began riding up and down on his cock. He watched that perfect ass between his hands.
Captain Martin knew his cock was filling her virgin ass to the breaking point. He couldn’t believe she was doing this for him, and he appreciated the gesture.
“Oh, I kind of like that,” she said, turning her head slightly. “It feels kind of warm inside me,” she admitted. He watched the gentle sway of that mane of blonde hair. He watched the perfectly formed rounded globes of her ass, and felt the intense heat of her ass enveloping his stiff cock. It was the best fuck of his life. Suddenly it was all too much. His balls clenched, filled with fire, and exploded. He pumped his load of hot cum into her ass and she cooed like a baby. She arched her back and leaned back against him. He inhaled the fragrance of golden hair and soft skin. He touched her body, then moved his hands to her breasts. He suddenly realized, by her movements on top of him, that her fingers were circulating in her pussy. It didn’t take long for her to gain another orgasm. She lay panting for a moment, then pulled off his flaccid cock.
“Oh that was good,” she smiled and kissed him. He wished that he could take the credit, but she had done all the work.
She sat looking down at him and he realized that she actually glowed, kind of like an angel. He also realized that he was he was floating up near the ceiling. So was every pen, piece of paper, electronic equipment, clothing, wrenches, and hair clips on the bridge.
“Oh god,” Dr. Dillion laughed.
“Computer, contact maintenance about a gravity malfunction on the bridge,” Captain Martin said as he retrieved his clothing. They were both fully clothed and dressed before maintenance arrived.

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