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Naked in the night

It had been a hot day. Even now in the evening the temperature had dropped only a little.
A slight breeze ruffled the curtains at the open window as Yvonne and Rob prepared for bed.
Yvonne, just out of the shower, had the slightest hint of lightly perfumed soap about her fresh, smooth skin.
She slipped her tiny nightie over her shoulders, letting the delicate, pale pink, semi-see through garment fall lightly over her body.
Making a bow of the ribbon tie at the front of the nightie, she next pulled a pair of very brief, matching pink panties up over her slender legs.
Rob looked at his wife, the beautiful little nightie showing a good amount of Yvonne’s small, white breasts temptingly visible courtesy of the way that she’d only loosely tied the front of the nightie together.
His eye roamed down to the tiny panties that his wife wore, then down her so sexy legs.
His cock swelled and swung out before him.
He glanced at the window with the curtains still wide open. He thrilled at the thought that anyone looking from outside, would be able to see his lovely, sexy wife as she moved about the room.
A notion came to his mind, and giving Yvonne a cuddle and a kiss, he suggested that they go outside for a while.
Rob slipped on a shirt and pulled on his pants but when his wife looked to put something more modest on, he told her to go as she was.
Opening the door, they stepped from their holiday apartment.
Glancing at the neighbouring units, Rob noted many open windows and doors as the occupants tried to find some cooling air. Some windows were lit by the lights inside. The sound of a TV in one house competing with soft musical strains from another. Now and then the sound of voices and laughter could be heard from one of the many lit windows nearby.
Immediately in front of the apartment, Rob and Yvonne were in shadow. It would be unlikely that they could be seen if anyone should be outside and looking about. Once away from that protective shadow though, they would be in the open with just a few bushes dotted about the small patch of lawn, and a nearby streetlamp throwing its light on the general area.
Rob took his wife’s hand and went to lead her forward.
Yvonne pulled back and giggled as she exclaimed that she couldn’t go out dressed as she was.
Rob persisted in his attempt to lead her out into the open, telling her that she looked beautiful and sexy.
“But what would anyone think if I should be seen,” she exclaimed.
“They’d think that you were a fabulous little sex pot,” her husband laughed. “Besides,” he added, “no one here knows us anyway.”
Yvonne laughed happily, enjoying the thought that she should be described as a fabulous little sex pot.
It was true for both of them that they always felt more inclined to be sexually adventurous when away from home on holidays. At such times any immoral act would be unlikely to find its way back home to be a subject for gossip.
Rob pulled gently on his wife’s hand, and this time Yvonne let herself be led out of the shadow and onto the lawn at the front of the unit.
“Oh my God,” she giggled, “I hope that no one is going to see me dressed like this.”
Yvonne allowed herself to be led right to the front of the lawn, adjacent to the pavement.
“Oh, what would anyone think of me,” she again exclaimed in her excitement.
This time her husband answered much more explicitly. “They’d think that you were a dirty little slut,” he said.
Yvonne giggled and agreed that they really would think that of her.
Rob held his wife and kissed her lovingly, letting his hands roam over her breasts and down onto her cunt.
His hand slipped down the front of her panties, over the closely cropped pubic hair. He found the wet slipperiness of her cunt, and, knowing that his wife’s cunt always became so wet and slippery whenever she was sexually excited, he knew that she was now ready to be led further in this sexy game.
Yvonne nervously glanced about her, ready to flee back indoors should anyone appear.
Her husband too, glanced about and then tugged the ribbon tie of his wife’s sexy little garment so that it came undone and the front of the little nightie fell open, fully revealing Yvonne’s breasts.
Yvonne gave a little squeal of surprise as she clutched at her nightie. Rob took her hands and moved them to her sides, letting the nightie fall open showing her nakedness underneath.
Yvonne pretended to be flustered and embarrassed, but in truth she was greatly excited at being even more exposed in this public place.
“Who’s this dirty little whore showing herself off in public,” her husband teasingly laughed as he led her onto the actual pavement and walked her up and down.
Yvonne giggled and felt a trickle of juice run down the inside of her thigh.
“What a dirty little harlot,” her husband continued mockingly. “Perhaps she’ll take her panties off next, and show her cunt to everyone.”
With this, Rob hooked his fingers in the waistband of his wife’s panties and made to slide them down over her hips.
“Oh darling! I can’t!” Yvonne exclaimed, giggling merrily and clutching at her panties.
“C’mon, you know you really want to be a dirty little whore,” her husband urged.
Yvonne held onto her panties for just a moment, then, her body filled with surging lust, she let her hands fall away and her husband quickly slid her tiny, pink panties down over her legs.
The very short hemline of the nightie, trimmed with delicate lace depicting little pink hearts in a white lace surround, came to just on a line with Yvonne’s hips. Now the lower half of her ass cheeks could be seen, while at the front she was totally naked from her feet to her exposed cunt, up over her firm belly, right up between the gaping front of her nightie to her exposed breasts.
“What a filthy little slut you are,” her husband said in such an admiring and appreciative tone.
Yvonne had long ago found out that males were not all of the romanic type that she’d read of in trashy novels while still a schoolgirl.
Her explorations on the internet had soon opened her eyes to the fact that many men had great admiration for women who flirted with immorality and perverted sexual games.
She’d been amazed at, and had taken quite some time to understand the fact that some men had a great desire to degrade and defile the one that they loved so dearly.
Yvonne had come to realize that her husband was one of that latter type, and she had rapidly come to realize that it suited her own sexuality to be exactly the sort of woman that he desired her to be.
For Rob’s part, if he had loved his wife so dearly when they had first married, he now loved her so much more that she played the game and let him defile her purity and chastity. The fact too, that Yvonne outwardly appeared so modest and decent, added a delicious wickedness to the times when he pushed her towards acting like a whore and a slut.
The sounds from the surrounding houses and holiday apartments continued to drift on the still night air.
Their holiday unit was just fifty yards or so from the beach road,where an occasional car cruised by.
The sound of waves on the wide, sandy beach made a pleasantly relaxing background just audible when one listened for it.
Another car could be heard slowly driving on the beach road. Suddenly, unexpectedly, the car slowed at the corner and began to swing into the road in which our two lovers stood.
Yvonne gasped and could do nothing more that clutch at her husband and try to conceal herself behind him.
The car came by them and began to accelerate along the road, the driver apparently not having noticed them as he’d followed the beam of the car’s headlights which had illuminated the far side of the road.
Yvonne laughed and relaxed once more, the nervous panic that had suddenly gripped her dissipating as rapidly as it had come.
Rob was filled with very different emotions – emotions of increasing lust and excitement. He now had his eyes firmly studying a semi-darkened doorway at the front of one of the houses opposite.
The reason for this great interest being that as the passing car had turned the corner, its headlights had briefly swept across the far side of the street. In that brief glow of brilliance which had lit the buildings, Rob had noticed two men standing in a doorway, and very definitely looking directly across the road to where he and Yvonne were standing.
Rob, taking his wife’s hand, led her from the pavement out onto the road.
Yvonne, still believing they were unobserved, sexily and laughingly allowed herself to be led.
Across the road to the far gutter they progressed. You could say that Yvonne was not only physically heading towards the gutter, but figuratively speaking, was morally heading towards the gutter as well.
The couple stepped from the road to the far pavement. Yvonne was so busy nervously glancing to left and right, that she still had not seen the shadowy figures watching from their dark vantage point.
Now Yvonne was no more that fifteen yards from the two men.
Rob stood slightly behind his wife and eased the sides of her unfastened nightie well open so as to fully display her naked body to the men. He cupped his wife’s small breasts to highlight them, then slid his hands down his wife’s body and stroked the insides of her thighs before fondling her cunt.
The two men had in fact been watching Rob and Yvonne from the very first moment that they had appeared outside their unit. The men had been sitting on their doorstep enjoying the night air rather than the warm stuffiness inside the house. They had seen the couple appear, and had looked admiringly at Yvonne in her very brief and sexy little nightie.
The men had seen Yvonne’s slight reluctance to venture out into the open. They’d thrilled when they saw the man undo the front of the woman’s nightie and expose her breasts, and when they saw the man take the woman’s panties down, they’d both immediately risen to their feet to obtain the very best view and to stroke their hardening cocks.
The men had thought to conceal themselves when they’d seen the couple approaching across the road towards them. They’d been certain that if their presence was detected by either of the couple, then the woman at least would flee back across the street, and that would be the end to this very sexy display that the men were so enjoying.
It was incredible that the couple, rather than go straight across the street, were moving at a slight angle as if they were intent on ending up right before where the men stood. It slowly came upon the men’s understanding that, in actual fact, the guy who was intent on leading the woman in their direction, seemed to be looking at them. Had he seen them? Was he in fact showing the woman off to them? It became more and more apparent that he actually was.
Once the couple stood out on the pavement before the men’s house, and the man began fully displaying the slut’s body to them, there could be no further doubt. The thing was though, that the woman still appeared to be completely oblivious to the fact that she was being exhibited.
Both men now had their substantial cocks out and were slowly stroking them as they lustfully viewed the lovely slut who was being so lewdly and wonderfully displayed.
Rob now grasped his wife’s arms just a little more firmly as he stood behind her.
“Look straight ahead darling,” he whispered.
Yvonne, smiling and thinking that this was some further game, let her gaze look dreamily forward.
“Look at the doorway,” her husband was telling her at the very moment that her gaze encountered the two men standing there.
Yvonne gave a little shriek and her automatic reaction was to flee back to their apartment. This action was thwarted by her husband’s firm grip.
Yvonne half struggled, her eyes fastened upon the two men.
A part of her mind told her to flee, this was the part conditioned by her chaste upbringing – but the other part of her mind was taking in the gorgeous, big, hard cocks that the men were stroking. This part of her mind told her that she would soon be touching and licking and sucking those wonderful cocks, that they would soon be filling her body as they fucked her. She stopped struggling and stood looking, shamefully aware that her nakedness was fully exposed to the men’s view.
Yvonne felt her husband’s gentle forward pressure behind her. She took a step forward. Then another as her husband, still holding her firmly, pressed forth.
Closer to the men – just a matter of nine or ten yards.
Yvonne felt her husband easing her nightie, which was concealing very little anyway, off her shoulders. It fell to the ground. She was naked.
Yvonne lowered her gaze in shameful embarrassment as her husband led her right up to the men.
Her gaze, while unable to look into the men’s faces, was now directed towards their magnificent hard cocks. She lusted for them. She wanted them. She couldn’t wait to be fucked and to suck those gorgeous, gorgeous cocks.
Her mind was in a whirl. She heard her husband offering her to the men. She was now being mauled, touched, fondled, her most intimate places being explored.
Yvonne’s head was still lowered in embarrassment. Those gorgeous, hard cocks kept brushing against her thighs. She longed for them. She couldn’t wait any longer. Should she touch them? Should she fondle them as the men were fondling her? Would she look a slut if she touched them? She didn’t care, her hands lightly took a cock in each. They felt so good, so hard, so lovely. She squatted down and moved her mouth to the hard, round, swollen head of one of the cocks. She pressed her slightly parted lips onto the end, then pressing forward, eased her mouth slowly over its superbly solid length.
“Fuck! The slut’s definitely ready for it,” she heard one of the guys say.
She felt her head being firmly held and her mouth being fucked by that wonderful, hard cock slipping between her lips and sliding right to the back of her throat.
“Let’s get the slut into the bedroom,” a different voice said, and she was pulled off the cock and taken into the darkened house.
The men led the way to the bedroom.
Yvonne now felt a fresh bout of embarrassment as the electric light came on and she was thoroughly surveyed by the men.
“Fuck! You’re lovely,” one of the men told her.
Yvonne raised her eyes to his face and smiled sweetly.
Around and around, turned this way and that. Yvonne was studied, touched explored. Her legs, thighs, belly, breasts, arms, neck and head – nothing escaped attention. She was turned, bent over, made to squat, stood up again with legs apart, then with one leg up on the bed, her pussy felt and fingered, her breasts pushed this way and that. She felt like an animal at the livestock market being inspected prior to sale, all of which made Yvonne more and more embarrassed but more and more lustfully excited.
In reality the inspection lasted no more than a minute before Yvonne was made to kneel on all fours and she felt hands gripping her hips and a cock gliding easily up into her slippery pussy.
“Ah! What a fabulous cunt,” she heard the guy groan lustfully as his cock sunk its full length into her pussy.
At the same time the other guy had positioned himself before her, and taking a firm grip of her head, his cock slipped into her eager mouth.
Pushing her tongue just slightly forward so that it covered her lower teeth, and keeping her mouth just slightly opened so that her upper lip was pressed back over her upper teeth, Yvonne worked with tongue and lips, sucking her cheeks in to form a soft, fuckable pout with her mouth.
She sucked and sucked, pressing her head forward each time the guy pressed his cock forward so that the cock slid in right to the back of her throat.
Regulating her breath so that she held it each time the cock probed the entrance to her throat, Yvonne was able to stay from gagging, and soon had the guy moaning and panting as his cock and balls came to the point of pouring forth his semen into her mouth.
“Oooorrrrr fuuuuuuck,” the guy groaned in an absolute ecstasy of lust as he pulled his cock from Yvonne’s mouth so as not to cum too soon.
“Fuck! What a fabulous fucking cock sucker,” he groaned. “I’ve never known anything like it before.”
He rested a moment to regain his composure, and then once more began to fuck Yvonne’s mouth.
It only took a minute and once more he was moaning and groaning as his balls felt about to pump his cum out with such velocity that it would have surely drowned the slut.
Again he pulled away before he reached the point of pumping his cum forth.
Yvonne looked up at him during each of these pauses. She was panting with lust as she thrilled to the gorgeous, big, hard cock that was plunging in and out of her now sloppy pussy. The cock slurped in and out making obscene sounds as it slid through the slippery mucus which was literally dribbling from Yvonne’s vagina.
She panted and made soft moaning noises of delight at the fabulous treatment she was receiving.
She held her mouth open, licking her lips and wanting the cock to come back to continue her mouth fucking.
“Are you ready,” she asked in a soft, sweet, and sexy voice as she looked up at the guy before her.
“Fuck! You’re a real fucking nympho aren’t you,” the guy exclaimed as he slowly regained enough composure to once more enter her eagerly awaiting mouth.
Yvonne sucked his cock into her mouth, sucking and using her tongue to full effect on the underside of the fabulous thick penis.
Surely I’m not really a nympho, she thought to herself as she lovingly sucked at the cock.
She considered how sometimes, on rare occasions, her husband and her went for two or three days without fucking – that’s not like being a nympho she thought to herself.
Admittedly she did masturbate a lot, usually not more than once or twice a day though. She quickly let these thoughts drift from her mind as she lusted and fucked with the two men.
What delight Yvonne felt as the big, hard cock slid relentlessly in and out, in and out of her pussy. It was longer and thicker than her husband’s and she really appreciated the extra size, feeling it stretching her so that she felt wonderfully filled by the cock, and with the head of that cock that she so adored, just now and again pressing lightly against the wall of her uterus deep, deep within her as it all but bottomed out in her lusting, dribbling, and so receptive pussy. At the same time she had the lustful delight of being continually face fucked by the second of those two magnificent cocks that were so beautifully abusing her body.
Yvonne rocked back and forth, continually shoved this way and that by the huge, hard cocks that continued on and on fucking and fucking her pussy and mouth. The men’s hands kept mauling her naked body, feeling her breasts, feeling her pussy, sliding over her soft, smooth skin to explore every part of her.
Lust filled her mind and her body. She listened to the men panting and grunting as they lusted over and in her. This was no more than crude, debauched, lustful, sex with the two men satisfying their animal desires to dominate and to fuck. Yvonne herself was in a delirium of corrupt, wanton indulgence of her excessive sexual appetite.
Just half an hour earlier, Yvonne had never laid eyes on these men. She knew not their names nor anything about them. She had barely even glimpsed their faces and yet here they were fucking and fucking and fucking her – and she wanted it, she cared not what or who they were, she just craved for their gorgeous cocks to keep fucking and abusing her for ever.
The two guys swapped position and Yvonne next had the guy’s cock all covered with her pussy slime entering her mouth. She sucked it lovingly.
“Wait until Charlie and Ziggy hear about this'” the guy mounting into Yvonne’s pussy laughed to his mate.
Yvonne’s husband immediately took interest and asked about these two men that had been mentioned.
Being told that they were two guys staying in the next door apartments, Rob asked if he should go and bring them to join in fucking his wife.
The two guys agreed that he should, and so Robert, excitedly eager to have his wife fucked and degraded to the fullest extent possible, hurried off leaving his wife being fucked cunt and mouth.
Finding the apartment that he’d been directed to, Rob told the guys that their friends in the house next door, had a dirty slut who was turning it on, and that they’d asked Rob to let them know that they could join in if they wished.
It turned out that the only hesitation the guys had, was caused by the fact that they had a couple of their mates with them at the time.
“That’s not a worry,” Rob exclaimed, excitedly solving the problem for them, “bring them along too. The slut that they’ve got in there is such a dirty fucking whore that she’ll take on any number of you.
Moments later Rob was eagerly and lustfully leading the group of four men into the house where his wife Yvonne was being so thoroughly abused.
Yvonne was stunned when the chatter of these four new guys suddenly filled the room as they entered. That made six men – seven counting her husband Rob!
The newcomers quickly stripped naked to reveal their hard, lust filled cocks all ready to fuck this slut’s every body opening. They eagerly gathered around her and six pairs of hands where soon mauling her all over.
Soon Yvonne had two new cocks entering her mouth and pussy, then two more as the men constantly swapped position first fucking her sloppy cunt, then her so delightful mouth, then mauling her breasts, her belly, her thighs, her ass.
Soon her ass was being fingered by man after man as she continued to be cunt and mouth fucked.
The natural progression then, was for her to have her ass fucked as well as pussy and mouth.
She laughingly squatted down onto one guy’s cock as he held it erect and ready for her ass to slide down over its hard, lust gorged length. Leaning back onto her elbows and forearms, Yvonne then brought her knees up and apart so that the next guy could get in and continue fucking her pussy.
Having those two cocks wonderfully penetrating her two lower holes, Yvonne tipped her head back in preparation for a cock to plunge down her gullet.
Yvonne was gagging and choking, tears coming to her eyes as a cock plunged vigorously in and out of her mouth and right down into her actual throat.
She could feel the cocks rampant in her pussy and ass. She could feel them stretching her, especially the one in her bottom. She could feel them both deep within her body, pushing up each canal and almost rubbing together with only the thin membrane wall separating her two fuck tubes.
Yvonne’s body was surging with lustful sensations as she hovered so desperately close to orgasm.
Suddenly, unexpectedly, her mouth was filled with gooey cum as the cock began to pump spurt after spurt of its cum forth.
Yvonne lustfully slid her tongue around and around in the mucky stuff. Licking it about and tasting it as she swallowed it down.
The cock, still quite hard, slid slowly from between her lips. The guy’s cock then slapped heavily across her cheeks a few times before wiping the last remaining globs of white cum over her face.
Yvonne smiled up at the man, lightly moving her lips in a sexy kissing motion towards him.
No time for more of that though. Another cock was immediately filling her mouth. Yvonne sucked the new cock and licked lovingly, lustfully, sluttishly.
Yvonne loved this attention. She was the centre of the men’s world at that moment.
Vaguely she thought that she heard her husband asking the guy’s if they knew of any others who might want to use her. In her lust she would have taken any number of men who might come to fuck and use her.
Pussy and ass were both cummed in, making them sloppy and messy for the next cocks to enter, and enter they did. Once more Yvonne had three cocks fucking her mouth, pussy and bottom.
She was deliriously happy with this treatment. She responded to every shove of every cock, all the time wanting to satisfy every lustful move of the men.
Her brain was not consciously thinking of anything other than the wonderful cocks which were fucking her, yet somehow she slowly became aware that her husband was no longer there. She didn’t care. She had everything she could ever want.
She’d no sooner made this discovery about her husband, than he entered the room with another four men, all looking eagerly and expectantly into the room at the scene of such absolute debauchery.
This new group of men quickly began to strip so as to get their share of this depraved, perverted harlot.
The incredible orgy of moral corruption went on and on with Yvonne being fucked and fucked and fucked, continually, degradingly, used as no more than a living thing for the purpose of satisfying the men’s lustful desires.
Mouthful after mouthful of gooey semen she consumed.
Cuntload after cuntload of adulterous sperm filled her pussy and her bottom until every cock had satisfied themselves, some even using her more than once.
Yvonne lay there naked, fucked, hair dishevelled with cum matting it into a tacky mess. Her face with white cum dribbling down over it. Her pussy and ass oozing cum along with her own juices.
She was panting, exhausted, so wonderfully happy. She heard talk of tomorrow when there would be even more men to fuck her. She dreamily looked forward to more of the men’s lecherous treatment.

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Chance Encounter Part IV
Later that Morning around 1030 AM
Marie rolled over, and cuddled against the warmth she felt, when she opened her eyes and saw Jer, She was a little startled. Then she remembered where she was and what they had done most of the night, and smiled. Getting up she went into the bathroom, locking the door behind her; she needed a little time to herself right now. Going over to the sink she brushed her hair, and after that brushed her teeth. When she was done she looked in the mirror and put her hand on her stomach. She really didn’t regret anything that happened last night, and if she was pregnant, she knew the baby would have two parents that would love and cherish it, more than anything in the world.
There was a knock on the door followed by, “Marie are you alright?”
“Yes, I’m great.” She walked over to the door and unlocked it. Looking into Jer’s eyes she added, “I just needed a few moments to myself.”
“Alright.” He said, sounding a little worried.
“Hey big guy don’t worry, I’m great. More than great really, but I’m really not quite sure what word I should use. I still don’t regret anything that happened last night.”
With a sigh of relief he nodded, wrapping his arms around her he brought her into a hug. “I know it’s soon and we don’t really know each other Marie, but I think I Love you.”
“I feel the same way about you Jer. Come on I’ll make breakfast.”About an hour later.
Simon woke up and went into the kitchenette to grab some of the food Marie had fixed, and about that time, Aélita came walked in with Theo. “Hey guys!” She said with a smile on her face.
“Hey.” Marie said. “Did you have a good time last night?”
“The best of course.”
Marie laughed. “You know normally I would call you a slut, but after the way I spent my night I can’t say anything.”
Aélita laughed. “Oh I bet.” Looking at Theo, she smiled. “Marie, can I talk to you privately for a moment?”
Looking worried Marie nodded, “Sure, let’s go into your room.”
Once the door shut behind them Aélita turned and faced her best friend in the entire world. “Theo asked me to go to Montana with him.” She blurted out not wanting to prolong it any longer. “And I said yes. Granted we were both very drunk when he asked me last night, but we both talked it over when we got up this morning, and we agreed that is something that we both really want.”
“Aélita what about the restaurant, who-” She paused when she saw the look on her best friends face and sighed. “I’m sorry Aélita, you’re right I am too serious. Of course you should go; I of all people know it isn’t like you to make impulse decisions like this. So Theo must be something special”
“I’m not sure but I think he and I may have the same thing that you and Jer have, but I need more time, to think about everything and to spend more time with him to see if it is.”
Marie nodded then walked over to her best friend and hugged her. “Good luck.”
Together, they walked back into the sitting room only to be met by Jer on the phone and Theo looking pissed.
“Yes sir, I understand sir, we’ll be there. Don’t worry. Okay Bye.”
“Jer, what’s going on?” Marie asked a worried look coming across her face.
“We’ve been ordered back to base.” Theo answered.
Jer looked at Marie. “We have to be back by the end of the week. So we’re leaving tomorrow.”
Marie didn’t say anything she just went into her room, shut the door, crawled into her bed and started to cry. She heard Jer come in but didn’t acknowledge him, even when he took her into his arms, and whispered sweet things into her ear. The only thing that she could really be thankful for was that the base wasn’t that far from where she lived and the restaurant was even closer.
“Marie, I am so sorry, Theo and I never imagined they would call us home from leave. I’m just glad that Theo was only here for the week and hadn’t been here the entire two months that we have been off. So he did get to see his mom. I want you to meet my family, come over for dinner tonight.”
Marie rolled over and looked at him. “Are you sure, I mean everything is happening so suddenly. We fell in love pretty much at first sight, and then we may be pregnant, now you want me to meet your family.”
“Yes, I do. You know something, if you hadn’t shown up when you did, Monday when Theo was going to be leaving for Montana I was going to be leaving to come find you. You just beat me to it. Marie, we’ll get through this no matter what life tries to throw at us. And yes you’re right, everything is happening really fast, but I believe it was fated. I love you and that’s what I know right here and right now. And when a day comes that we just want to be friends, we’ll work through everything and that’s all that matters.”
Marie laid her head on her shoulder and said. “You’re almost too good to be real.”
Jer laugher, “I could say the same about you.”Three Days later, Tuesday September 3, 2013
Marie unlocked the doors to the restaurant about 0600; since she had come home early she’d given her cook the day off, saying that she could use something to do today other than paperwork, and sitting in her sorrow. While she prepped the grill for the morning rush, she thought about this past weekend, when she’d met Jer’s family they seemed to really like her, they took her in and confided in her, and she to them. His mom had told her that she wasn’t sure how she felt about Jer jumping into a relationship so soon after meeting her, but she was seeing a little bit of her son back and she was okay with it because of that. At the sound of the screen door in the back slamming Marie turned and saw Aélita. They’d both been kind of depressed since they returned. They hadn’t heard from Jer or Theo since Monday night when they had said their goodbyes. Aélita was worried, because having grown up with her father in the military; no word usually meant bad news. But they were hoping that they were just being worked hard; however there was the fear that they were getting deployed again.
“Morning Hun, how’d you sleep?”
“Probably the same as you did.”
Marie sighed. She’d tossed and turned all night. By time she finally fell asleep it felt like her alarm was going off to get ready for the day. “Yeah.” Mixing together some batter for pancakes she shouted through the window at Aélita who was filling napkin holders, “Hey how about tonight we have a movie, wine, and junk food night.”
“That sounds good to me.” Aélita replied with a smile.
They got through the day, it help that the regulars always put them in good spirits. When it was time to close, Marie said good bye to the last customers of the day, a couple from Florida who said they were just driving until they found somewhere that interested them; she locked up and went into the kitchen to finish cleaning. After Aélita had finished mopping the front she came back and helped Marie. “So what are we going to watch?”
“No clue, lets hit Redbox on the way to my place, and we can stop at the grocery store to get all the junk food our hearts desire, and then the liquor store to get as much wine as we think we can consume. Oh and how about Chinese, that sounds amazing right about now.”
“Sounds great, I’ll let you finish up while I go pack a bag.”
An hour later Marie unlocked the door to her 3 bedroom condo, which she owned; setting down the bags of grocery they had gotten she turned on the light. They couldn’t decide between three movies, so they got all three. “Time to get into pajamas and let the party start.” She laughed, going into the kitchen and opening one of the bottles of wine. The good thing about her favorite liquor store, the always had chilled wine in stock.
With a smile Aélita went into the guest bedroom and changed, coming back out she looked at her best friend. “You’re the best, I love you.”
“I love you too.” She said handing Aélita a glass. “Now, I think I will actually go take a shower since I have grease smells all over me.”
Aélita nodded. “Okay, I’ll just watch TV until you get done.”
Going into her room Marie stripped herself of everything, walked into her bathroom and turned on the shower, letting the water heat up. While she waited she looked at her reflection in the mirror. She’d changed a lot over the years, some for the good and some for the bad, but right now she loved who she was. Getting in the shower she made quick of washing her hair and body. She had a smile on her face until she got back into the living room and saw Aélita on the couch crying. Going over she sat next to her friend and pulled her into her arms. “What’s wrong Hun?”
“Theo just called… He didn’t have much time to talk. Him and Jer got deployed again, he couldn’t say where, only that they were at that present moment safe and unharmed. He said to tell you that Jer says he loves you.” Looking Marie straight in the eyes she added. “Before he hung up there was a huge explosion… I don’t know what to think.”
Marie wrapped her arms tighter Around Aélita, and started to cry also. And for the first time in a long time, she said a prayer asking god to keep Jer and Theo safe, and to return them safely home as soon as possible.About a month and a half later
Marie sat with her head over the toilet, in the employee bathroom at the back of the restaurant, retching, while Aélita held her hair. She felt miserable, had been for the last week but she didn’t want to go to the doctor. “Marie I really think that you should go to the doctor, you have been miserable all week. You can’t hold anything down. Not even water, you’re probably dehydrated also.”
“No, I’ll be fine.”
“Damn it Marie, that’s it. I’m worried about you and I will not take no for an answer. I’m taking you to the ER.”
“No!”
“Yes, Anh can take care of things while we are gone and I’m sure Simon wouldn’t mind coming in to help out.”
Marie shook her head. Then groaned cause the motion made her feel even worse. “Fine you win.”
Helping her up Aélita took Marie into the office and sat her down on the couch. Pulling out her cell phone she called Simon told him what was going on and of course he agreed to come right over. When she hung up she went and told Anh, who replied, “About Time.” Then she walked Marie out to her car and drove her to the nearest Hospital.
Once there a nurse came up to them, and asked what was the problem. “My Friend has been throwing up all week she can’t keep anything down not even water.”
Nodding the nurse handed Aélita some paperwork, unfortunately I need you to fill this out before we can see your friend, once you’re done though I will come back and get you. We’ll need a urine sample as well as some blood. Marie nodded that she understood and sat down on the cozy couch that was there. Thankful that Aélita knew everything about her and that she didn’t have to fill the paperwork out herself. About twenty or so minutes later, which felt like hours to Marie, Aélita finished and walked it back over to the nurse. “Alright, if you’ll come with me.” Turning the nurse walked over to a set of huge double doors scanned her badge and they opened. “Marie if you’ll go to the right I will be with you momentarily, Aélita is it, we’ll be putting her in room four so you can go there and wait.”
Nodding Aélita went to room four and sat down waiting. “It didn’t take long for Marie to come in with the nurse, whose name was Sally. “Alright, Ann will be in shortly to get you set up on an IV and to draw blood, are you feeling any pain anywhere?”
Marie shook her head. And laid back on the bed. Letting the nurses do their thing. When they were done she and Aélita sat there and watched TV for an hour, then the doctor came in. “Hello I’m Dr. Hamilton.” She shook Aélita’s hand and then Marie’s. “So, you don’t have the flu or anything.” She eyeballed Marie to see her reaction. “The good thing is, hopefully with the right medicine, we can simmer the nausea down to where you can eat.”
“Alright.” Aélita Said. “That’s good, however you still haven’t told us what is wrong.”
Dr. Hamilton nodded. “Yes I know I’m sorry. Marie, it looks like you’re pregnant.”
Marie just started at her, not believing what she was saying. Yes she knew there was a good chance she was pregnant, but she hadn’t been expecting to go through this without Jer by her side. She and Aélita hadn’t heard from him or Theo since the phone call a month and a half ago, so they still didn’t know whether or not they were alive. To the shock and confusion of the doctor she started to cry. Aélita jumped up and hugged her holding on and rubbing her back, whispering it would be okay.
“Thank you Doctor, if you wouldn’t mind I think my friend and I would like to be alone.”
“Of course, I’ll come back in about ten minutes there are a few things I would like to discuss.”
“Marie, everything is going to be alright. You will be alright also. Just hang in there, I will be here every step of the way, and so will Simon, I am sure of it.”
Marie just continued to sob, not knowing what else she could do at that moment. Thankfully she had calmed down by time the doctor came back.
“Are you better Marie?”
“I will be fine, I’m sorry for that.”
“It’s completely alright; I get it all the time.” She paused. “I wanted to discuss with you some things.”
“Alright.”
“First, do you plan on terminating the pregnancy.” She asked cautiously.
“Not a chance. I don’t know if you asked because it is routine or because of my crying jag I just had, but I will not terminate this pregnancy.”
“Alright then, second, do you have an OBGYN that you go to?”
“I had one about 3 years ago.”
“Alright, I would make an appointment with them as soon as possible. We can go ahead and do an ultra sound her if you would like, but I don’t specialize in that area so I highly recommend going to make sure everything is alright.”
“Okay.”
“And third, we want to keep you here over night due to you not being able to keep anything down for a week. If you want you can get a hold of that doctor and we don’t mind if they come and check up on you while you are here.”
“Thank you.”
“One more question, and this is completely a curiosity question, if you plan on keeping the baby, and in my opinion you seem very happy with the idea of being pregnant; why did you start crying.”
Marie sighed. “Because the baby’s father is in the military and currently deployed, I haven’t heard from him in a month and a half, and when his best friend who is deployed with him called to tell us what he could there was an explosion in the background as Aélita hung up the phone. I cried because I don’t know if the father of my baby is alive or dead.”
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Karen’s Story-6

Later on in the car, Karen manoeuvred the car through traffic and exclaimed “Fucking hell. That was so fucking hot.” Jeanine just smiled. Karen smacked her arm. “Hey, what’s that for?” Jeanine said shocked.
“You bitch. You gave me two options, remember? Either get fucked by Raymond, or let Robert fuck you! Raymond is fucking gay! You lied!”
Jeanine answered. “Gay, or bi-sexual or whatever. Besides, I had to tell you something. If I didn’t you would never had let me fuck Robert… God, that was so cool. Every time I think about it, my pussy starts to dampen.”
Karen played like she was angry, but couldn’t stay that way for long. She started to laugh. “Yeah, I guess that was a really hot night, wasn’t it….” Karen had realized how silly her dream had been in which Raymond had raped her in her cunt and ass.
“So, who was Raymond fucking anyway?” Karen wanted to know.
“Well, this time it was de delivery guy. They are old mates. Every time he gets around, Raymond fucks him in the warehouse. Most employees know about this, and keep out of the way. When I realized you were sent to the warehouse, I immediately got to get you, but I guess I was a little bit late,” Jeanine said apologetically.
“No. I think you were just on time,” Karen said.
“So, did you see dad yesterday?” Jeanine said. Karen looked at her sister for a moment, her cheeks started to get red.
“I did see dad alright,” Karen replied.
“So what happened?” Jeanine asked.
“Well, I went up to the balcony at around five. The curtains were closed alright, but I could peek in through the opening. I saw dad sitting on the bed, he was naked from the waist down. He was stroking his hard cock. It looked huge. I don’t know, about 10-inches, maybe more.”
Jeanine nodded. “Yes it is rather big, isn’t it?”
“Rather big, it is the biggest dick I’ve ever seen in real life. I don’t think my fingers would reach around when I held it.”
“Don’t you mean, if you held it?” Jeanine asked.
Karen blushed. “Yeah, Freudian slip girl here. Anyway, Anne, our lovely blond housekeeper of thirty, came into the room. Without saying anything she got down on her knees in front of dad, and swallowed his cock. The muscles of her throat mercilessly squeezed dad’s cock and he was really enjoying himself. Her head went up and down, deep-throating him fast, like she was in a hurry. Dad held her small head with his big hands and held her steady. She was blocking his big cock from my view, but I swear I got wet between my legs as soon as I saw that cock for the first time….”
“You slut, you got wet watching your father’s cock?” Jeanine joked.
“Yeah, isn’t that something. I feel terrible,” Karen confessed. Jeanine lay her hand on Karen’s lap and replied “Don’t worry, when I saw him getting a blow job the other day, I fingered my clit for hours. It got me so fucking hot!”
“Yeah, me too. I started to rub my pussy on the balcony, only a few feet from daddy and his suck slut. While I was on the verge of cumming, I saw dad pump Anne’s mouth with even greater vigour. He was close too. I could tell by watching his face. I think she was happy too, because her jaws must have been tired after sucking that big cock of his. Dad let his cock slip out her mouth a few inches. Then he held her head still and spurted his cum into her. She had a hard time swallowing, and some of it dripped out of her mouth. It was running down her neck,. on to her shirt. The crazy thing was, while he was cumming, it seemed like he looked straight at me. As if he could see me. This freaked me out so much, I didn’t dare cum or move. I was nailed to the floor. It only lasted a couple of seconds, but I thought I would die that instant.”
When dad was done, Anne took his fat cock out of her mouth, and she cleaned his head thoroughly, as if it was an ice cream cone and she didn’t want to lose one drop. I finally recomposed myself and got off the balcony. I ran into the house, into my room and jumped on my bed. I pulled down my jeans and underwear and put three fingers up my cunt.. Just the thought of dad getting his cock blown in the other room, was too much. I don’t know how much I came, but it was already getting dark when I finished fingering my cunt. I felt totally exhausted. Just the thought of it makes we wet now.”
Jeanine kissed her sister on the cheek. “Me too, babe. Me too.”
They both stayed silent for a while. Karen concentrated on the road. They were almost home.
Jeanine broke the silence. “Should we tell mom?”
“I don’t know. Maybe she already knows. Maybe this is the reason why they split up. Besides, you just wanna tell her that we spied on dad getting a blowjob by the housekeeper. How will that sound?”
Jeanine smiled. “Horny as hell, if you’d ask me. But maybe not for mom.”
“By the way,” Jeanine asked. “How is Robert doing on that little movie of his?”
Karen’s face started to look grim. “I don’t know. We haven’t spoken in a couple of days. Not since I gave him a little show with your dildo. (Jeanine smiled when she heard that, she would have loved to have seen it.) I hope everything is all right.”
“Why don’t you call him tonight?” Jeanine offered.
And so she did. I had just arrived in my hotel room. I took of my cloths to get a shower and to get ready for dinner with Dawn, when the phone rang. It was Karen. We said our sweet hellos and asked each other how things were going. Karen told me everything. About getting off with Jeanine, about Raymond and about spying on her dad. I was relieved that Raymond turned out to be gay, I must admit. Now, the story of her dad really shocked me. “You spied on your dad getting a blow job?!” I exclaimed. Then again, when Karen started to describe the whole scene, I immediately got hard. I knew how the housekeeper looked and it wasn’t hard to imagine her beautiful mouth sucking on my cock to be honest.
Karen said that she felt lonely and that she was missing me. “I long for your hard cock. I need it in my pussy so bad. I am almost burning up inside,” she panted over the phone.
“I know honey. But am still going to be gone for another five weeks or so. Maybe you can borrow your sister’s dildo again. You seemed to really like it the other day,” I suggested jokingly.
“Well, the dildo isn’t the same as your nice cock….” she said.
“Thanx babe, but there is nothing I can do about it. Seems to me like you’re better off then me, though…” I said a bit bitter.
“What do you mean?” Karen wanted to know.
“Well, you’re having some family fun while I am here all alone… You got your rocks off with Jeanine the other day, and don’t tell me Peter isn’t willing to ‘help’ you with your little sex problem,” I said.
“Hey, mister, that’s a little bit below the belt don’t you think…” she replied.
“I guess you’re family knows all about that, huh. Especially you.”
“So, that’s it, huh. Well, maybe I should just ask my sister to help me with my belt problem, would you like that?” Karen replied a bit angry.
I got angry too. I was too tired to deal with her bad attitude that night. “Why don’t you throw in Peter’s cock while you’re at it, so you three can fuck each other, for all I care.”
Karen got mad now. “Maybe I’ll just do that. Maybe dad can watch us fucking each other’s brains out. It is not like you care or anything, right?!”
“Right!” I said while I slammed the phone down. I hit the shower and washed away my anger with nice cool water. I felt sorry for shouting at her. Must have been the stress of the film. Everything was going well professionally. But there were two problems rising on the horizon. Dawn and I saw each other everyday. Either on set, while she retouched some of the main actor’s make-up. This often had to be done. Although I was busy getting the camera set up by my assistant and talking to the gaffer and the director, I did look in her direction every once in while and especially at her perfect ass.
The other problem was of a different nature. The whole fucking around in Karen’s family started to bother me. Fucking her brother once, was one thing. But then we both fucked her at one point and now she saw her dad getting a blowjob. And she sometimes slept with her sister and they masturbated together (okay that was kind of hot.) What’s next: a family love-fest? I wondered. No doubt Peter would try to get back into her panties during my absence. And after our phone-call tonight, she probably would welcome him too. Yes, I must admit that I was jealous. Yes, they were her relatives and they all loved each other very much. I guess I just felt a bit left out. Karen was getting fucked whenever she wanted, and here I was, jerking off every night, while a beautiful woman was just next-door, waiting for me to make my next move. Maybe it was time to make my next move, then.
Dawn and I had a nice dinner that night. We both had the day off the next day, so we drank a lot of booze. During dinner, she sometimes let her foot up my leg. At one point pressing her foot deep into my crotch. That felt great. She was in heat, and so was I. No wonder we ended up in my room a few hours later. We were standing in front of the room looking into each other’s eyes. “You want a nightcap?” I asked her. Her beautiful blue eyes were shining and told me she wanted more than just a nightcap.
She jumped into my arms and we kissed passionately. I walked her into the room and threw her on the bed. I jumped right on her, continuing our kissing. Her hands were all over my body, ripping at my clothes. My hands roamed her beautiful body, and caressed her tits through her cloths. They felt big, bigger than Karen’s.
“Hold on Cowboy,” Dawn said between kisses. “I just gotta go to the little ladies room.” I rolled of her body and watched her disappear in the bathroom. “Don’t be long!” I said. I noticed the door of my room was still open and closed it.
While I heard Dawn doing her stuff in the bathroom I wondered if I could really go through with this. Could I really cheat on Karen? But she was fucking other people too. Okay, so they were relatives. But does that make any difference?
I made up my mind. I dropped my clothes on the floor, walked in the bathroom. Dawn’s cloths were stacked up in a neat pile on a chair. She was still sitting on the toilet, wiping her cunt lips. My stiff prick was standing proud before me, aiming at her luscious body.
“Wow, look what the cat dragged in…” Dawn joked. She was finished and wanted to get off the toilet. I didn’t let her. I pulled her mound to the edge of the toilet and pressed my hard cock straight into her tingling love tunnel. She sighted while we both watched my prick disappear in her clean shaven pussy. What a wonderful sight. She grabbed me by my neck and pulled herself near me. I lifted her off the toilet and pressed her back against the wall. She ground her pelvis against mine, wrapping her legs around my waist and digging her heels into my ass, helping me push deeper into her. I fucked her with nice slow strokes. Filling her up completely. We were both sweating by exertion.
I felt the head of my cock press against her cervix and tried to push even harder. “Deeper, Rob. Fuck me deeper, harder,” she said. “Your wish is my command, dear lady,” I said and mashed her even harder into the wall. My balls were slapping against her outer lips, while I fucked her harder and harder. I think we waked up the neighbours because the we made the whole wall shake. Stuff was falling off the toilet and off the sink: a toothbrush, some soap, my comb. I didn’t care. All I wanted was to bury my cock inside her lovely slit as deep as possible. I wanted to tear her body apart with my fucking. I smashed her big breasts with my body and it felt like nothing I felt before. She looked into my eyes and I felt like I was drowning in her beautiful blue debts. Her curly brown hear was shaking by our movements.
“Oh darling, I’ve wanted you for so long. Seeing you on the set everyday, but not being able to touch you, it was killing me,” Dawn panted between thrusts.
“Me too, I just couldn’t hold it anymore… I had to fuck you tonight!” I screamed, while I tried to hold off my orgasm. Her nice shaved cunt started to milk my cock and it was very hard not to shoot my load right that minute. I stopped thrusting into her for a second, trying to stay on the edge, not go over it.
“Are you cumming?” she asked.
“Almost….” I said.
“Pull out before you cum, babe. I am not on the pill, and you’re not wearing your little raincoat.”
“Damn, I haven’t brought any,” I said while I slipped my prick out of her wet slit. Dawn slowly let her feet drop to the floor and stood by herself.
“I did. They are in my room…” she said while she looked at my cock, covered with her juices. “But I don’t want to leave you like this…” She went down to her knees and her mouth fully engulfed me. She deep throated me with great enthusiasm, and it was hard for me not to cum that instant. I looked at her lovely face going up and down on my love stick, sucking hard. Dawn cupped my balls, squeezing them a little bit. “Fucking hell, I am going to shoot my load.” But before I could, she cut off at the base of my prick, so the pressure went down for a while. She let my cock slip out of her mouth. “Don’t cum yet lover, I’ve got an idea. Follow me.”
She went back to the bed, got on all fours and pushed her ass into the air. “I want you to cum inside, but not inside my pussy or my mouth,” she said horny.
She didn’t have to say that twice. I sat down behind her and looked at her inviting little hole in front of me. Without thinking or waiting for her cue, I started to rim her asshole. It was tight and hot as hell, just the way I like it. I held her bums apart a little bit while I tried to get the tip of my tongue into her ass. I heard Dawn moan loudly. She was fingering her engorged clit. I think she was having a series of small little orgasms, because her body was shaking all the time.
After rimming her for a while, her hole was feeling relaxed. I put in a finger and it went in easily. I turned the finger around her ass. Dawn turned her head and looked straight at me. “Enough foreplay. Just stick you cock into my ass, now!” she demanded.
Well, the lady’s wish was my command. Or should I say her command was my wish. Anyway, I pushed my cock into her ass and it went in with great ease.
“You must have done this before,” I remarked.
“Man, I love a cock up my ass. Actually, after a couple of blowjobs, the first orifice of my body that was penetrated, was my butt. My first boyfriend was so nervous and the room so dark, he slipped his cock into the wrong hole.”
“That must have hurt…”
“Only for a moment, actually I loved the feeling. Too bad he came almost immediately,” Dawn said while I buried my cock to a hilt in her ass.
“Let’s do that better this time,” I said mischievously while I started to screw that nice ass of hers. I pumped in and out of her hole, stretching it to the max. I pulled out my cock and just before my head could pop out, I pushed back into her again until my balls were hitting her ass. I bended over more and grabbed her tits. I mashed her nipples between my fingers. She really liked that. Meanwhile her fingers were touching her clit at light speed. We moved like this for a while, building up speed. At one point we were fucking so hard, my cock slipped out of her ass.
“Put it back in, please!” she pleaded. I held my cock and pushed it back into her ass. She fell on the bed, flat on her stomach. I fucked her like there was no tomorrow, my cock ploughing in and out of her ass. I took it all the way out and then all the way in, penetrating her little asshole every time.
“Shit Dawn, you’re so tight, I am gonna shoot my load!”
“Fill me up, Rob. Fill my ass with your sperm. Now goddammit. I need it!”
I felt that familiar tingle in my balls. My sperm moved up my cock and I unloaded one of the biggest loads I’ve ever released. I must have coated her whole bowels with the stuff.
“Ouchhh, yeah, I am cumming too. Fill me up, fuck me, aaaarchhhgg!!!” Dawn screamed.
I lay on top of her, feeling my orgasm subside. I guess we fell asleep like that, because when I woke up an hour or so later, we were spooned up next to each other, my cock still in her ass, cum dripping out of her ass.
Dawn moaned when I took my cock out. “Hmmm, that was a real nice fuck, Robbie.” I kissed her cheek and got out of bed. I had to pee like hell. While I was standing above the toilet, I looked at my limp cock. Only a few weeks ago it had fucked Jeanine, Karen and had been in Peter’s mouth. But those experiences were overshadowed by what happened that night. I started to think that Dawn was the best fuck I’ve ever had. It had felt so good. Maybe it was because I was in a post coital state that I thought that way, maybe it was the truth. I didn’t care about it at that moment. All I wanted was to do it again. I came back into the bedroom and saw Dawn lying in my bed. The covers only covered her legs. She rolled over on her back, her tits standing proudly on her chest.
She opened her eyes. “What are you looking at, silly man?” she asked.
I smiled at her. “You of course.”
“You like what you see?”
“Well, it’s not bad.” I teased.
Dawn’s lip pouted. “Not bad?! Well come here and I’ll show you what you can do with it. ‘Not bad’, you little fuck!” she said smilingly.
I went over and she showed me what one could do with such a wonderful body. I think we fucked until daybreak. Then we fell asleep and slept through most of the day.
Anyway, while I was filling Dawn’s ass that night, some other things were happening back in Holland, at Karen’s place to be exact. Had I’ve known this at the time, I wouldn’t have felt that guilty feeling that crept through my body only for a moment, when I penetrated Dawn for the first time that night.
That same night Karen’s dad sat in his favourite chair, in the dark, holding his drink. He was still wearing his suit.
“Dad, what are you doing in the dark?” Karen wondered.
“Just sittin’. Thinkin’. What are you doing out of bed at 2 o’ clock at night?”
Karen walked to the kitchen, switched on a light and opened up the fridge. “I got hungry.” Her dad could see her nice perky ass sticking out when she bended over. Karen only wore a t-shirt and some panties since she hadn’t expected to meet anyone at this time of night. “What are you thinking about? Mum?” she wanted to know. She got the cheese out of the fridge and cut off a piece. She walked over to her dad and sat down on the chair next to him.
“Yeah, I miss her, you know. Things weren’t going that well lately, but if you’re together for such a long time, it’s hard to be without each other…” he said while he took a big sip of his whiskey. Judging by the smell of his breath, Karen could tell that this wasn’t his first drink,.
“I know what you mean. I miss Robert too.”
“How long is he going to be gone?” her dad asked her, after he finished his glass. He got up and poured in another drink.
“About three weeks to go,” Karen answered.
“You want a drink?” her father asked her. Karen nodded. Her dad poured two drinks from the little cupboard that was filled with booze and returned with two glasses. Karen took a big sip while her dad sat down in his chair. He loosened up his tie.
They sat there in silence for a while, enjoying their drinks. Then her dad looked at her, her fine young body and asked if she had enjoyed the show the other day. Karen played stupid for a while, but her dad didn’t want to hear any of it. “That was you, watching through the window, wasn’t it?” he wanted to know. Karen nodded ashamed. Her dad smiled. “Don’t worry about it angel. And if you want to know, it has been going on for quite a while.”
Karen took another sip of her drink. “Dad… you don’t have to tell me.”
“No,” he replied. “I don’t mind. I don’t have any secrets for my daughter. It was just a blowjob, that’s all. You see, your mum and I, well, let’s just say she hasn’t giving it to me in a long time. In fact, the only time she did touch me lately, was when she gave me a backrub.”
“Your back still hurting you that much?” Karen asked trying to change the subject. Talking with her dad about his cock getting blown made her feel a bit uncomfortable. She was afraid that her pussy would get so wet that he could tell.
“Yeah, ‘fraid so. Say, would you be a doll and give me one tomorrow? Normally Anne gives me one when she’s working here, but, since she got that party tomorrow she won’t be in.”
Karen nodded. “Sure dad. Just call me when you get home.”
Her dad stood up and left his glass in the kitchen sink. “Thanks, babe. I am off to bed.”
Before he could reach the door, Karen giggled “Yes, I enjoyed the show dad. It was… quite something.” Her dad looked at her. “Please, let’s keep this between us. Don’t tell your mother, okay?”
Karen winked at him. He just smiled and went upstairs. Karen remained in the room.
Two minutes later, her brother Peter came in the door. “Jees, you’re still up?”
Karen said yes and went to the fridge. “You want something, Pete?” she asked while she was standing at the opened fridge door. In the kitchen there stood a large counter across from the fridge, leaving just enough room for two people to pass. Her brother walked towards her and grabbed her above her ass with both hands. His ass against the counter. “I’d like a piece of that nice slit you’ve got hiding there little sister.” Peter pressed his crotch into her ass. Karen liked the feeling – a lot.
“Pete, don’t. Dad just went up to bed and…” Karen said hesitantly. Peter pulled her panties down, he watched the nice crack of her ass, dividing her globes of flesh.
“So he won’t come down for a while. At least not until the morning, my darling sister,” Peter said with horniness in his voice. Both his hands moved over her ass cheeks, his right hand slipping over the underside of her ass, reaching her outer lips. She was already wet, and anticipating his every move. His fingers touched her wet slit and he slipped in two fingers. Karen’s resistance, if there ever was any, disappeared with that first dip into her pussy. “Hmmmm….” she said.
Peter zipped open his fly, his cock sprung free. Without hesitation he pressed his cock under her buttocks and entered his sister’s cunt. He loved the feeling of her velvety lips parting for his 7-inch member and he loved the heat that spread from her cunt. Pete got hold of her ass again and started to pound in and out of his sister. Karen had to hold on to the fridge not to fall down. The fridge shook from their movements. Karen let out a low grunt, when Peter slipped out his cock, only to re-enter even harder into her moist slit. “L-let’s move to the couch…” Karen said softly. Peter pulled out and Karen took a minute to recover. She let her panties slip to the floor and stepped out of them. She saw Peter sitting on the couch, he pulled down his pants, his cock standing proudly in his lap.
“Come here Karen, straddle yourself on my dick,” Pete demanded. And so she did. She walked over, and put his lovely prick into her slit. His thick cock parting her swollen inner lips, stretching her cunt. “Yeah, that’s what I am talking about!” Peter said.
Karen loved the feeling of her brothers dick fucking her in the middle of the living room, the chance of getting caught made it that more exciting. Peter held her ass and practically moved her up and down his shaft himself. Karen moaned, wanting this to never stop. She kissed Peter passionately, while her fingers caressed his chest under his shirt. She pinched his nipples for fun. Peter stopped his pounding, just enjoying his cock in her heavenly wet hole. Her pussy squeezed his dick tightly. And Peter almost came that instant. “Wow Karen, that feels great. Do it again.” And she did. She milked his prick while he was just holding her, feeling his balls getting ready to release his cum.
“You really have the tightest pussy ever….ouch, I am almost cumming.”
Karen kissed his mouth softly, her tongue flicking across his lips before probing his mouth gently, feeling his tongue slipping and sliding alongside hers. Their bodies moved rhythmically – together as one – making a loud slapping noise.
“I’m going to shoot my load!” Pete said. Karen moaned as her brother filled up her wet pussy.
“Hmmm, Pete. That felt wonderful…” Karen sighed. Then they heard someone coming down the stairs. Karen jumped off Peter, and sat down next to him. Since she couldn’t find her panties that fast, she sat down on her legs, trying to cover her pussy and pulling her t-shirt down far enough to cover her mound. Meanwhile Peter pulled up his pants, almost getting his dick caught by the zipper.
Their dad walked in the room. He was dressed in just his robe. “Dad, what are you doing..?” Karen asked a bit frightened. Her dad seemed a bit sleepy. “I am just getting another drink, honey. And I forgot my glasses… oh there they are.” He walked towards the kitchen.
“Hi dad.” Peter said.
“Hi Pete. I thought you were working the nightshift tonight…”
While her dad and Pete talked some chitchat, Karen felt Peter’s cum dripping from her cunt onto her legs. She pulled her t-shirt down a bit more, but then discovered there was forming a wet spot of Peter’s cum in her t-shirt. She suddenly realized her panties still lay on the floor in front of the fridge, and she felt the cold sweat drip down her neck, down her spine, down her buttocks. Her dad walked by to get another drink from the cabinet and while he poured it, Karen glanced over to Peter. He was smiling at her trying not to show how scared he was. He saw that some of his jism was leaking onto Karen’s leg.
“Well kids, I am off to bed” and then their dad left the room.
“Wow, that was a close call,” Peter said. Karen leaned to Peter, feeling relieved. Then she remembered her panties and she jumped up from the couch and ran to the fridge.
“Oh shit…!” she said.
“What is it?” Pete wanted to know.
“My panties. They were in front of the fridge, now they’re gone.”
“Maybe they slipped under the counter,” Pete went to check. Couldn’t find him. They watched each other, feeling a bit uncomfortable.
“You don’t think…” Pete started.
“Dad took them, you mean?” Karen ended his sentence.
To be concluded….

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One Step Ahead – Part 3

Starting to get into the sex. Lots more to come after this. Please let me know what you think. I appreciate the feedback whether it’s positive or negative.Part 3
Once I’d decided that I was going to get revenge on Mindy it felt as if a weight had been taken off my chest. I was going to find a way to release the rage and pain. I started going through my options for how to get back at Mindy.
The first thing that occurred to me was to physically overpower her. There was a unbelievable appeal to this; I was surprised how appealing the idea of controlling her was to me, but I was more than willing willing to work with it. Despite the initial appeal of the idea, the more I thought about it the more it seemed like it was iffy at best.
I had no desire to get into a war with Mindy where I would use my size and strength but she would use handcuffs or whatever else whenever I was sleeping. No, I needed to have something to hold over her head, I needed to find a way to make it so that should couldn’t retaliate.
Some sort of blackmail was the obvious solution, but I knew Mindy well enough to know her general actions on a day to day basis and I was fairly sure that she didn’t get up to anything worth blackmailing over. Besides, even if she was doing something, she was technically a single widow so how bad would it be? I doubted the repercussions would affect her even if I could dig something up.
I thought about financials too and while it was possible she was stealing money or something else that was wrong, it seemed incredibly unlikely. Mindy had cards with no limit and in her current life could do anything she wanted, she had no reason to steal anything. I also knew that she could just walk away if need be. My dad had made sure that Mindy would get enough money that she wouldn’t be strapped for cash for a long time, if ever, even if she left our lives completely.
I needed leverage that was undeniably wrong and associated with her as a person so she couldn’t just leave if the shit hit the fan. I figured the only thing like that would be a criminal record. It occurred to me that molestation was a criminal charge so what she was doing to ME was illegal… I was fairly sure that the age of consent in my state was 16 but there was no consenting in any of the things that Mindy had done to me. I needed to capture her in the act of abusing me.
I didn’t know yet how I wanted to go about catching Mindy in the act, but by my math I had some time to figure it out. My aunt and uncle would be home the following afternoon. I didn’t want a repeat of this morning so I’d just stay out overnight. I could crash at a hotel. So long as I was home before my aunt and uncle arrived I doubted that Mindy would make an issue out of it. That meant that if I could dodge tomorrow morning I would have two and a half weeks until my aunt and uncle were out of town again, leaving me alone with Mindy.
They were going to Japan or China or something for that trip and would be gone for two and a half weeks so I knew that I needed to have my plan figured by then or those two weeks would be a living hell for me.
I wasn’t sure where to begin looking for assistance on how to catch her but I knew someone who might know how to get me what I needed. I called my dad’s lawyer. I didn’t know Francis extremely well, but I knew him pretty well all things considered. He’d been at my birthday parties before and I know that my dad had considered him to be nearly family. Going to Francis to ask to put me in touch with someone who knew about covert surveillance would probably be an awkward conversation, but a 16 year old kid is probably a weird enough client that he’d just shrug it off to me being a teen boy. I was worried that maybe he’d tell my uncle, or, even worse, Mindy, but it was a risk I was willing to take so called him and to hell with the consequences.
His assistant answered after only a single ring. I asked her to put me through to him.
“Jason! This is an unexpected call. Before we get to what you’re calling about I want you to know that you don’t need to call my office. Let me give you my personal phone number, it’ll go right through unless I’m in a meeting or already on a call.”
He sounded genuinely happy to hear from me which emboldened me to get down to business.
“I’ll make sure to do so in the future. Francis, I have a couple of questions for you that are not in and of themselves wrong, but before I ask I need to know if our conversations will be passed on to anyone else.”
He paused for a few seconds as if to gather his thoughts before replying, “Jason, your relationship with your lawyer is one of the few relationships where you can tell me literally anything and be confident that I won’t say a word to another soul. After your father’s passing I’ve considered myself to be your lawyer. My invoices are paid by your accounts and any of our conversations, no matter the content, will remain between you and I without another soul knowing. Not your uncle. Not your aunt. Not your step mom. I really mean that. I hope that we have years left to work together, and I hope that we can be friends, but know that regardless of that nothing you tell me will ever be passed on to another soul.”
I didn’t quite breathe a sigh of relief, but I wanted to. “Well I’m very glad to hear that. I don’t think that I have any business secrets that can’t get out and I have no mistresses to hide from my wife, but I’m glad to know that when my life is at its worst I’ll have one place I can surely go.
“I have two questions to put to you. The first question is when are you free to grab a lunch. I’ve been out of touch with what’s happening and I’d really appreciate if you could take a few hours to explain to me where my business stands, how my finances are, and anything else you might think is pertinent for me to know. Second, I’d really appreciate if you could put me in contact with a PI who specializes in covertly, and remotely capturing evidence.”
“As to the first, I’m sure that we can make that happen as soon as this Friday, but I’ll have my assistant give you a call when we finish and she can give you more definite dates. I’ll make sure she knows it’s a priority to find a time that is convenient for you. As to the second, a few names are coming to mind but I’ll ask around to make sure I find the best. Are you looking to hire their services or just get a consult? If you’re looking to hire we can handle that for you,” Francis replied.
“I think that right now I’m only looking to get a consult but if I need to hire them for anything I’ll be sure to let you know,” I said.
We said our goodbyes then he put me on with his assistant to find a good date to get some lunch and learn about everything that was mine in this world (while I wanted to learn this I had other things on my mind so I pushed it out a few weeks). Not fifteen minutes after hanging up with his assistant I got a text message from Francis with the contact information for a PI.
I got a lot of good advice from the PI on how to monitor a room without anyone in it knowing that they were being watched and/or listened to. I was tempted to hire them to do the install but was afraid that my uncle would find out and ask hard to answer questions. Instead I just got them to order me what I needed.
After just a few hours I already had a plan mostly formulated and all that was left was to prepare it and then put it into action. I knew that everything had to be just perfect. I alternated between shaking with excitement at the prospect of succeeding in what I was planning and shivering with fear of failing or being found out.
I’d stayed out the night before my aunt and uncle got home. Mindy didn’t comment when I got home but she did give me a lascivious wink and a little shake of her ass. The first two parts of my plan were taking place simultaneously. The first was to begin preparations to catch Mindy. The second was to “allow” myself to be teased, but steadfastly ignore her. I needed her to be dying to push things even farther to get my attention.
Two weeks flew by. Summer always passes fast but this summer in particular seemed to skip June entirely and leap straight into July. After two weeks of close proximity to Mindy but not once slipping up and giving her the satisfaction of seeing me give in my lust I knew that she was again getting to a point of pushing the envelope. She started taking to wearing nothing but cut off shorts and a bikini top whenever my aunt and uncle weren’t around to witness it.
Her teasing started to pick up even when other people were present. I was watching a premiere league game with my uncle on afternoon (typical Yankee, I was a ManU fan and would often watch their games during the summer when hockey and football weren’t available), lying on the couch with my head on the armrest. My uncle was in a recliner at the end of the couch, on the end with my feet.
Mindy came into the room and made a little joke about boys and their sports (which was ironic because she was a die-hard Bears fan) then put her hands on my shoulders. I forced myself to not tense up at the unwelcome contact. My uncle joked back with her then went back to watching the game. As soon as his eyes left us she leaned down to rest her breasts against the top of my head then whisper into my ear, “Only a few more days then it’s just again sugar. You can’t stay out all the nights, eventually you’ll be mine.” She gave my ear a quick nibble and a kiss before straightening and walking out of the room.
I pretended to ignore her but in reality I was thinking to myself that she had quite the surprise in store for her if she thought that *I* was going to be *hers*.
After having two weeks fly by the last few days went at a crawl. I’d made all my preparations. I’d done more research over those two weeks than I’d done in the rest of my life combined. Now all I had to do was wait and examine and re-examine my plan looking for flaws.
The biggest weakness of my plan was that I needed her to *do* something before I had anything on her. There was generic teasing that she always did, but that was only inappropriate, not illegal. That meant that I’d need to suffer through another episode of her torturing me before I had anything on her. Every time I considered that my stomach would flip flop inside of me and I’d break out in cold sweats. I’d tell myself that it was only once more, but I was afraid that once more would be once more too many.
The day finally came when my aunt and uncle were leaving. They left early in the morning. Their driver was waiting to take them to the airport and Mindy and I were at the doors saying our goodbyes. As soon as the car was driving away Mindy took a step to get next to me, pressing her breasts against my arm and clutching me to her. She had her face pressed against my chest and she said in a voice only slightly louder than a whisper, “I’ve been waiting for this. You’re all mine for two weeks. I’m so very excited.”
I was staring down at the top of her head, daggers shooting out of my eyes, but I didn’t say a word to her. I knew this last day of waiting would kill me so instead of staying in the house I thought it’d be a good idea to head over to the Park and see if Keith, Larry and Tony were there. Sure enough, they were along with some other guys, playing pickup football.
I passed the day with them, although I don’t know that they were grateful for me to be on their team. To say I was distracted would be a huge understatement. I got home in the early evening and went straight to my room. I doubted I’d sleep anytime soon but sitting in my room would still be better than facing Mindy. I was scared to death of what I was about to put myself through, but excited at the prospect of maybe being only a day away from breaking out of the bondage she had put me in.
I hadn’t seen Mindy when I got home and she didn’t come into my room that evening. I must have checked to make sure everything was in place and in working order over a dozen times. I don’t know how I finally managed to get to sleep but I did. The last time I checked the clock there was a 4:30am staring right back at me.
Part of me had been nervous that she wouldn’t do anything to me the next morning (imagine that, nervous that she *wouldn’t* do something…) and that I’d have another day of anxiety. Those fears were unfounded. I jerked awake to feeling a pressure on top of me. Mindy had me handcuffed again, spread eagle on the bed. My waking conscious’ first thought, oddly enough, was to wonder how she’d managed to cuff me two different times without waking me.
Mindy was lying on directly on top of me, snuggling against my chest. She must have felt me wake up because she looked up at me with a cheshire cat grin on her face. She met my eyes and I felt simultaneously nervous and aroused. To my shame I could feel myself harden just meeting her eyes and seeing the passion there. I could also feel my heart skip a beat seeing that there was no mercy in those eyes.
She sat up so that she was sitting on my stomach reaching up to my head with her right hand and holding my head in place so that I couldn’t look away. She then bent down and kissed my left nipple, sucking it into her mouth and giving it a light bite. She kissed her way up my chest, up my the left side of my next until she was at my ear then she gave my ear the lightest of licks, almost as if her breath were somehow the thing actually giving the lick.
“I thought that maybe you would try to hide from me, I thought I’d have to wait a few days until you were brave enough to come back to my waiting arms, but here you are. I had no idea you would be so excited to see me again. We are going to have so much funnnnn,” she breathed into my ear. Her voice had grown in passion until the last words were almost a hiss.
Then she pressed her mouth against mine. I know it was technically a kiss but it felt more like a declaration of both passion and desperation. She kept kissing me but reached down with her left hand, grabbing hold of my hardness and squeezing it in her hand. She would pull her head away from kissing me just long enough to say a word or two so that her sentence came out in broken up gasps, “I can…feel…how hard…you are…waiting…for me…to ravish…youuuuu.”
Her hips had begun to grind against my abs. Her eyes had closed but mine hadn’t. I was mesmerized watching the passion in front of me. This was so different from the other times that it hadn’t sunk in yet that I was a still a victim. That thought crossed my mind, and, as if reading my thoughts, she abruptly stopped kissing me.
She sat straight up again and I noticed for the first time that she was completely nude. I forced myself not to drink in the sight of her but I would be lying to say that it wasn’t difficult to tear my eyes away. The problem with Mindy had certainly never been her beauty. She saw my attraction and it seemed as if that gave her energy, she drank in my brief appreciation, almost purring her approval of my looks.
She had never let go of my cock and been squeezing and pulling on it the whole time she’d been kissing me. She stopped now but only to slide herself down my body. She placed herself between my legs then looked me in the eyes. She no longer needed to hold my head to force me to watch, I couldn’t look away from her eyes and she dropped her head and put me into her mouth. She slowly sucked me into her mouth then I felt the scraping of her teeth against me as she pulled back off. It wasn’t very painful but it was a reminder that from here out this was likely not going to be a pleasant experience.
I was more worked up than I had realized because in only a few minutes I was already on the edge of an orgasm. She stopped her attentions to me, sitting back up. Instead of a painful squeeze to my balls this time she reached down to my feet and pinched the webbing between my big toe and the other toes on my right foot. It was certainly painful but distant enough from my cock that it didn’t do as much to reduce the orgasm.
That wasn’t the only way her “routine” had changed. She sat up on her knees looking down at me while I took deep breaths trying to calm my beating heart. For once she wasn’t looking me in the eyes but instead was looking at me as a whole. It wasn’t until later that I realized she was looking at me the same I had looked at her when I noticed her nudity.
I watched her hands which were pressed firmly against her rib cage just below her breasts. She ran her hands down pressing her palms against her sides, pushing them down to her hips then she slowly pushed her right hand to her groin. She moaned loudly when her finger made contact with her clit and as if someone had flipped a switch she immediately began to work on her clit in a frenzy. I’d never seen something so animalistic, something so sensual, and it turned me on to an almost painful extent watching her. In a way it was just as painful to watch and not be able to do anything as it had been when she was touching me.
She did that for a minute or an hour, I couldn’t tell how long it lasted but I also couldn’t stop watching. She stopped as suddenly as she had started immediately diving back down to bring me right back to the brink of orgasm. When I was almost there she lifted her knee up, kneeing me somewhat gently in the balls. Taking a knee somewhat gently to the balls still hurts like hell. She went back to rubbing herself, but this time not with the same frenzy.
She repeated this process multiple times but after the fifth or sixth time I could hear her quietly moaning to herself, “can’t cum, need to cum, can’t do it, need to cum.” It certainly looked to me like she was extremely close to cumming but maybe my perception was distorted by my own world enveloping need for release.
After the seventh or eighth time of her working on herself something in her snapped. She stopped rubbing herself and looked down at me. “You are going to make me CUM,” she said to me with something akin to anger in her voice.
She worked her way forward on her knees and I realized what she was planning. In a few more moments she was going to drop her hips and I would be buried in her. I was a virgin and maybe it shouldn’t have mattered after all the time she had spent blowing me, but the thought of losing my virginity this way was more distressing than anything else she had done to me. I had, of course, fantasized about losing my virginity. I had even fantasized about losing it to her some of the times she had me more worked up. Losing it this way was a nightmare, not a fantasy. I hadn’t realized how important it was to me until I was faced with the moment.
I started yanking against my restraints while shouting at her, “No! No! Please, PLEASE Mindy not that. Please don’t do that. PLEASE. It’s my first time Mindy, please!” Tears were forming in my eyes but my body wasn’t of the same opinion as my mind. My cock was as hard as ever and in a few more moments that would be the only happy part of me.
She paused when she heard that I was still a virgin. She looked at me and for a second I thought she was going to say something, for a moment I even thought that she would stop. Instead she grinned at me, I could see her face saying that she was relishing taking away my virginity.
She dropped herself onto me. She was incredibly wet. I slid all the way into her immediately. We both screamed. My voice was a mix of anguish and pleasure. Her voice was pure pleasure. She lifted her hips once and dropped them again then screamed that she was cumming. She repeated it over and over as if it were a miracle.
She lost herself to the orgasm, her hips started fucking against me, alternating between grinding and short thrusts. While her body shuddered with pleasure my own orgasm, withheld for so long, was on the verge of release. My entire body was tense, the cuffs on my wrists and ankles were cutting into my skin I was pulling so hard on them.
When my orgasm hit me I let out a wordless scream. It was one of the best orgasms, if not *the* best orgasm, of my life but there was no joy in it. I was screaming but not with pleasure. I’d just been raped and my own body didn’t have the decency to not enjoy it.
Mindy had no such qualms. As soon as my cum started spurting into her she started saying with wonder in her voice, “again, I’m cumming again.”
I can’t have been cumming very long but it felt like minutes on end. When my orgasm finally stopped my entire body collapsed, exhausted. Mindy was right behind me, falling flat onto my chest, my deflating cock still held within her pussy. We lay like that for a few minutes, both of us still breathing heavily until she sat up and gave me a kiss on the lips.
“I’ve needed that for a long, long time Jason. Thank you for being so accommodating. You’re just so sweet to me! Enjoy the rest of your day, I’ll see you tomorrow morning,” she said.
With that she set the cuffs to release in a few minutes, gave me a wink, and walked out of the room. I lay in my bed staring at the ceiling until well after the cuffs had unlocked. I’d known what was going to happen this morning, or, at least, I thought I had. I’d willingly put myself into this situation. Was it my fault that it had ended the way it did? I wasn’t sure. Certainly my greed had facilitated things going the way that they had.
Eventually I got out of bed. I pulled on a pair of boxers then walked over to my computer. In my room I had four microphones and six fiber-optic cameras set up. Everything that had happened this morning was recorded. I had full audio and color recordings from all different angles. There would be no doubting on the film that this had not been a consensual act.
I still didn’t know if the price had been worth the goods, that was yet to be determined, but I’d done it. I knew had something I could use against Mindy. I already had backups of the files stored on multiple dedicated servers (I’d told myself this was ridiculous and unnecessary, but after what had happened today was glad there was almost no chance of losing this because there was no way I’d be able to do it again) and all that was left was proper editing.
I went about creating a video clip demonstrating just how incriminating the video I had was. I had a full day to work on it so I took my time, reviewing all the angles to make sure I always had the best one, the one that most clearly showed the rape. When I was done I was sure that it was good enough. I had my weapon. All that was left was to spring my trap. I was giddy with anticipation. I hadn’t actually done anything yet but it already felt as if she were mine.

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My Crazy Two Weeks Pt.2 – Mother’s Story

This is part 2 of my Crazy Two Weeks stories. These stories are fictional. This one is mother’s story. The next one will be about sister watching and then participating with mother having domination sex with father.

Alpha And Beta

The main characters are wolf hybrids. The female is wolf and human and the male is wolf/vampire. He is alpha over a wolf pack and she is his beta.