My girls holiday adventure!
Her first black cock!!!
Her first black cock!!!
Help, help, help
I start writing the next part of this story but I got lost! I need your help!
I have different paths that this story can go down, I think I went the wrong way so I need you to help me pick the right direction.
Paths:
1. Omar marries Jane and the story goes in that direction.
2. Steve marries Hanna , take her back to the USA.
3. Steve goes back home is computer co. needs help, he hires a woman but then bring her back to Dubai to train as a slave to run his business.
If you have another direction you would like me to go in let me know.
If you help me out let me know if you are male or female. Should I go deeper into the sex parts.
I just started writing to help me with my writing, I do not mind you saying what I am doing wrong or right. If you have a chance drop me a line.
i had to ad part1 to get enough words.
Slaver or collector
My name is Steve and I am a collector, some people call me a slaver.
I do not run around looking for young female to kidnap just to send over seas to sell.
You might ask why I do this? Money, money,money.
So far I have sold 6 women for 1 million dollars each.
That money is in a number bank account in an Arab country that the US Government knows nothing about it.
How did I get into this business?
A few years ago I was a computer geek, had my own business doing computer network and security work. One weekend I was in Vegas at a computer electronics show looking at the new things out on the market. The first booth I was at had some old out of date equipment but the guys were good at sales. There was a man in the booth they were giving a good sale pitch to, he looked like he was Arab . I left that booth and looked around going from booth to booth looking at cameras, computers and other new items. About an hour and many booths later I ran into the Arab guy from the first booth. I asked him if he had purchased anything in the other booth, He said no but he was looking into it. I said he would be wasting his money, the system was old and had many problems. He asked how I knew? I gave one of my cards and told him that that’s what I do for a living. He asked if I could help him find a system for his palace and maybe set the system up for him! I would be glad to! I need the blue prints for your house and what type system you want. He said when he gets back home he would send everything by e-mail and maybe we could do business.
Weeks went by, no e-mail. Then a large e-mail came with everything I had asked for. I looked it over, came up with some ideas, e-mailed him back with my proposals. He e-mailed me back, said that I needed to come over to see his place and start installing the system.
Weeks later I had purchased everything, booked a plane and was off to Dubai. A limo picked me up, in an hour we pulled up at this big palace, the Arab man from the show opened the limo door and showed me into a large living room. There were 2 women sitting on a rug in burkas waiting for us to sit down to talk things over. Omar the Arab man offered me a drink, introduced his wife Sasha and the other woman Hanna. We talked for a while then he said that I must need some sleep! He told Hanna to show me my room, make sure I was ok, to give me anything I needed. Hanna got up walked down this long hall, opened this big door and showed me into this great bedroom. She then said master is there anything you need! I said no, no, no, I am not your master! She said that in this country I was and she was here to serve me. I said thanks for showing me my room and I would see her later. She started to take her burka off, I said wait a minute Hanna! She continued to undress and wow what a pretty girl she was! Hanna what are you doing? My master said I was to make you happy and to take care of your needs. Hanna you do not have to stay here with me! You can go! She said that if she did not make me happy she would get in trouble with her master and be punished. She then said she would give me a great massage to help me get to sleep. Ok that will work! that way you will not get in trouble.
I went into the bath room, took my cloths off except for my tee shirt, under pants, wrapped a large towel around me and went back out to the bedroom. Hanna was down to her underwear, wow what a great body she had! I asked her how can a pretty Arab girl would have a name like Hanna. She said that is not her given name but a name her master gave her, she really like it. She then says that I needed to take the rest of my cloths off and get under the sheet on the bed so she could start with her massage. I took the tee shirt and under wear off, got under the sheet and Hanna got on top of my ass and sat there. She pulled the sheet down exposing my back, took some lotion and started to give me a massage. Her fingers were very strong, worked on all the muscles in my neck, back and arms. Then she moved down, sat on my legs, pulled the sheet down lower below my ass, put more lotion on my back and down on my ass. She rubbed my back, moved her hand down on my ass, up and down my crack. She was good at what she was doing! My cock was getting bigger each time her fingers went in the crack of my ass. Then she put more lotion on my ass, moved her fingers into my ass. I had never felt anything like this before, she kept moving a finger in and out of my ass. God this was great! Hanna’s other hand went down, started to massage my nuts, reached under, started massaging my cock, I was ready to come and she knew it. She then turned me over put her mouth over my cock, started to suck taking more and more of my cock into her mouth. Just then I shot my load into her mouth, she took every bit, kept sucking until I was done. She then looks up at me and asks if I was happy! God yes I am! Hanna then moved up next to me, pulls the sheet over both of us, hugged me and says she likes me. We went to sleep.
The next day I woke up feeling Hanna playing with my cock! When she sees that I am awake she gets up on my cock, slides her pussy down over it, start rocking up and down. What else can this pretty Arab girl do! Up, down faster and faster. I am going to shooting my load again! she knows exacting when, she pushes down, my cock hit her cervix just as my sperm shoots out and into her. She has to be the best fuck I ever had! She keeps her pussy pushed down until I finish shooting. she then gets off, puts me into her mouth and sucks me dry.
Hanna then gets up, put her hand out for me, pulls me up out of the bed and guides me into the bath room. Turns the water on in the shower, pulls me into the water and start scrubbing me. All over my body, I try to wash her but she says no it is her job to clean me. When done she get a big towel, drys every part of my body. Again I try to do her and again she says no! Then she says that while I am here you are my master! I will do anything to make you happy! I give up! I can’t fight city hall.
I start dressing, Hanna puts her burka back on, that pretty girl is gone under that thing, all I see is her eyes. We go back out to where Omar is, he looks at me and asks if Hanna was ok last night. I said she was more that just ok.
Oven the next week I wire, install cameras and hook the whole palace up with one of the best systems ever. One day Omar is talking to me and asks if I have a girlfriend? I tell him yes I do and she is very beautiful, I open my wallet to show him some picture of her. Omar looks at her and said she is one of the most beautiful girl he ever saw. I said yes she is but some times she is a real bitch! Omar says that next month when you have to come back to finish up the system, why don’t you bring her, I think she will like it here! I said I will think about it but will Hanna cause trouble? She will not dare!
Everyday for the week Hanna is mine! She sucks, fucks, massages and all kinds of other erotic things. I am going to hate to say goodbye.
Well I am done, it is time for me to go, Hanna says she has one more tread for me. In my bedroom she starts a massage, starts moving down my back, her fingers are at my ass but this time she opens my ass cheeks and starts tonguing my ass hole. Her tongue goes in and start moving around, my cock is erect, she has a towel under my cock. Her tongue is going in and out, then it goes all the way in, my cock erupts and is coming, coming and coming. She pulls herself up and says she wanted to save the best to last. Boy did she!
Back home every time I have sex with my girlfriend I think of Hanna! I ask Jane if she would like to go visit Dubai next month when I have to go back to finish my job. She says she sure would! Now let me tell you about my girl! She is 22 years old 36d 23 38. blonde hair, the brightest blue eyes you have ever saw. You just look at her and fall in love. But as I said some days she is a real bitch, she thinks she is always right and she will not let anyone talk down to her.
Next month we get on a plane and fly to Dubai. When we walk into the palace Omar looks at Jane and knows she is one of the most beautiful woman he ever saw. Omar introduces his wife and Hanna. They are both in their burkas, Jane is taken back by them. How could a woman wear one of those things! When we are in the bed room Jane tell me that she can not believe a woman would wear one of the burkas! I tell her that Omar’s wife wants to take you out shopping the next day to show you some of the local customs. Jane say she would like that and maybe she can convince her to leave the burka behind.
The next day there is a knock on our door, it is Omar’s wife in her full burka. Jane follow her to the limo, then asks her is she could take the burka off. She says no it is part of her life and she has no interest in taking it off. She then reaches over and hand Jane a cup, says it is some local tea, she will like it. Jane takes a big sip, says it is really good! Sasha tells her to keep on drinking. The limo pulls up to this little shop, Sasha and Jane go in and move to the back room, Sasha takes her burka off, Hands Jane some more tea. Jane is feeling real funny and mellow. Sasha goes over to Jane and whispers in her ear that she should try on a burka just to see what it feels like. Jane says not in her life! Sasha hands Jane some more tea, she take a big sip and again Sasha whisper into her ear to try on a burka, this time Jane is not so much against it. Sasha hand her another cup of tea, this time Jane says she will try on a burka. Sasha takes a new burka shows it to Jane and tell her to take her cloths off. Jane starts undressing down to her panties and bra, Sasha says you have to take everything off. She takes her bra off then her panties. Sasha looks at her and says that she needs some trimming. Jane pussy has lots of blonde hair! She has never trimmed it and never thought about it. Sasha starts putting the under garments on Jane, then takes the burka puts in on her but doesn’t close the top. Jane says that the burka fells good. Sasha hands her some more tea to drink. Then she closes the top so you just see Janes eyes. Sasha says how do you feel! different but ok! Now we are going to do something different! We are going to take this travel mug with this long plastic tube, put it under the burka so you can drink the tea without anyone seeing you. Sasha puts her burka on, they both go for a walk into a mall. Everyone seeing the 2 of them bow their heads to them as they walk by. Jane leans over and ask Sasha why is everyone bowing to them? Sasha says that her burka show that she is the wife of the prince. Jane says that they are bowing to her too! Well Sasha says that I dressed you in number 2 wife burka. But I am not number 2 wife! Sasha say she knows but that was the only burka there. They walk around for a while, every so often Sasha tell Jane to drink some more tea and she does.
Back at the palace Steve is doing the final things on the system. Omar tell Steve that he would like to buy Jane! Steve says that she is not for sale you can not buy people. Omar says that in this country you can! I will give you 1 million dollars!
Steve: I can’t do that!
Omar: Look you said she was a real bitch sometimes. I tell you what Steve if she decides to stay here I will pay you 1 million dollars. Ok!
Steve: I know she will not want to stay here.
The girls get back into the limo to head back to the palace. Back at the palace they go into Sasha’s private room, Sasha keeps tell Jane to sip the tea. They take the burkas off, Sasha says it is time for Jane to get a spa treatment! Hanna comes in, they take Jane into the spa area, start bathing her, when she is out of the bath, Hanna dries her, lays her down, start rubbing lotion all over her. She put lotion down on her pussy hair, then they start trimming her pussy hair. They get the hair nice and short then put on some clear liquid, let it sit for a few minutes then they wash it off. Jane’s pussy now looks like a new born babies pussy. No hair.
Tonight we are going to have a special dinner! It is going to be you, my husband, Steve, Hanna and myself. At this dinner you are not allowed to speak! So we are going to put this little ball gag in your mouth, it has a hole in it where we put a tube so you can drink. You will be drinking some more of the great tea you were drinking all day. We will be in our burkas, you will do as I tell you. Ok? Jane says yes anything you say.
Omar tell Steve that tonight at dinner he will be surprised! Just go with the flow ok! Steve says ok.
Steve and Omar go sit down for dinner, the door opens, in walks 3 woman in burkas. Steve can not believe what he sees! Jane in a burka! No way! The 3 woman come over sit on the rug and just look a head. A 3 piece band set up in the corner, start playing fast music. Then they play a slow song, Omar gets up, goes over to Jane, holds his hand out to dance, she takes his hand and they start to dance. Jane feels something inside her burka, then she feel Omar hand on her pussy. His finger is moving up and down her pussy slit, she start to back away from him but he pulls her closer. His finger is at the top of her pussy playing with her clit, moving up, down back and forth. Omar moves his mouth next to her ear, you are beautiful!, tells her she is getting turned on by his finger, she loves the way his finger feels rubbing her pussy. she is getting so turn on he tells her to come, she starts to shake and is have an orgasm. She can not stand any longer so Omar holds her up until she can stand. The song ends, Omar escorts her back to where she was sitting, she sits, Sasha leans over, tells her to drinks some tea. Her head is floating, she feels like she is in never, never land. Steve looks but can not believe what is going on. In a few minutes another slow song, Omar goes over to Jane again to dance, she gets up, goes with Omar, start dancing. Again she feels his hand on her pussy! Omar start talking to her asking her to stay and be his number 2 wife. He tells her that Sasha can not have children and he want Jane to stay to bear him children. She start to back away from him but he pulls her close again. He then says I want you to come! Again she start to shake, another orgasm, she leans into him again, he holds her up. Omar takes her back to where she was sitting, Sasha leaned over, tells her to drink more tea. A little while later another slow dance, Omar has Jane dancing again. His hand is on her pussy again but this time she is pushing into his hand. He looks her in the eye and says that he wants her to stay! She looks at him and shake her head yes! He says that she will love it here! Now I want you to have another orgasm, she shake, shakes and shakes. When she finishes her orgasm Omar dances with her a little while longer. He tells her tonight he wants her to go back to Steve’s room and fuck his brains out. Tell him that she is going to stay here to get married.
After the dinner they take Jane to Sasha’s private room, take the ball gag out of her mouth, give her some more tea then tell her to go back to Steve’s room in her burka. For the night he is her master, fuck, suck and to anal if he wants.
Back at Steve’s room there is a knock on his door, he goes over, opens the door and there is Jane in her burka. She says master can I pleasure you! She walks in, takes off her burka, Steve sees her clean pussy, she will not look him in the eye any more. Steve looks at her, pulls his pants down, says blow me. She gets down on her knees in front of him, takes is cock in her mouth and proceeds to give him the best blow job he has ever gotten from her. Next he got her up on top of him, had her fuck, fuck and fuck. He can not figure out what they did to her but what a great lay she is. All night long they fuck, suck and he even fucked in the ass.
The next day she tells him that she has decided to stay, marry Omar and have his children. Steve can not believe it.
They dress, Jane back into her burka, she now loves it. They go out to see Omar. Omar hand Steve a check for 1 million dollars
This is the first girl Steve sold! Omar has some papers for Jane to sign. He gives a copy to Steve so he can show everyone that Jane stayed willingly. Jane goes back to Sasha’s private room, takes her burka off, Hanna starts giving her a massage, Sasha comes in and kisses Jane. Jane is now so much in love with Sasha, Omar and Hanna she just feels so peaceful and warm! She takes another sip of tea and smiles.
To be conti
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He was having sex with my sister.
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A runaway changed my life and I changed hers.
I solve the greatest problem I’ve ever faced with better results than I could ever have prayed for.
Chapter 3 – Poker Face
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Mary finds out what all the fuss was during sleep-overs.
MY FAMILY 2
For the next year I continued to fuck Esther almost every night. I no longer needed to hypnotize her as she had become addicted to fucking. She was 5’6” and her body was fully developed. Her tits had grown to about the same size as Moms and she had developed a full crop of light brown hair around her pussy. She really liked to get on top and let my full length penetrate her pussy. She liked to grind her pelvis into me. She said it allowed the head of my cock to enter her cervix about an inch and when I shot my load into her she could feel it enter there and would make her cum an extra amount. She had opened her cervix with mothers vibrator she had found in Moms bedroom. Iws and extra long but skinny one. She said it took her awhile but she could now push it clear thru her cervix and into her uterus. She said when she turned the vibrator on it would make her pussy go crazy and she would cum so many times she would some times faint.
We almost got caught a couple of times. Once when Mom had gone to the store and we were in the kitchen Esther started playing with my cock and when it got hard she took it out and lifted her dress up pulling down her panties and sat down on it facing away from me. She threw her panties under the table and bent over slightly and began to ride up and down my cock with her wonderful tight pussy lips. We did not hear Moms car drive into the driveway because we had the radio on. Mom walked in with her arms full of groceries. We froze with my dick up Esther’s pussy. Luckily she couldn’t see over the packages. Esther eased herself off my dick and stood in front of me while I shoved my dick back into my jeans. “Eric, will you get the rest of the groceries out of the car?” Sure Mom I said and hurried out to the car. I paused on the back porch to re-adjust my cock and then got the rest of the groceries. When I got back inside I could see Esther’s panties under the table. Esther was helping Mom put the groceries away. I set the groceries on the sink and grabbed the panties from under the table and put them in my pocket. Mom said “What was that funny smell I smelled when I came in the room. Esther froze, but I said Ya, I smelled it too, do you think another critter has gotten under the house? Mom said, “I certainly hope not the last time we had a heck of a time getting rid of that Possum.” I motioned for Esther to leave and took my hand and rubbed it up and down my crotch indicating for her to douche. She said, “I have to go to the bathroom, I’ll be right back.” OK I said.
The other time we were in the shower together, Dad was at work and we thought Mom was asleep. Mom always took a sleeping pill when Dad was on a 48 hour work schedule. She said she just couldn’t sleep when he was gone that long. Anyway we were fucking in the shower when Mom knocked on the door and asked who was in there. Esther said she was. “I have to go to the bathroom, please unlock the door.” Esther said, “Just a minuet.” She reached over and unlocked the door and then jumped back into the tub and pulled the shower curtain closed, just exposing her head. “I’m sorry but I really have to pee.” “That’s OK Mom go ahead.” I was standing behind Esther but could see Mom thru the slightly foggy mirror. She left the door open slightly and the mirror became clear. “Where is your brother?” She asked. “In Bed I think, said Esther. Mom had her night gown pulled up and I could see up her thighs. When she opened her legs to wipe herself I could see her pussy. My Dick which had gone soft suddenly sprung to life.
Mom went back to bed and I slid my now hard cock back into Esther’s pussy and began to fuck her furiously. I couldn’t get the vision of Mom’s cunt out of my mind as I fucked her. Esther said, “Whey that was close.” I pushed her head down and fucked her doggy fashion with a passion. Finally after about twenty minuets I grabbed her by her hips and drove deep into her vagina and came. “Wow, I don’t know what got into you but I liked it” said Esther. Must have been the possibility that we almost got caught I lied. When I got back into bed I couldn’t sleep. I kept visualizing Mom’s pussy. I got another hard on and I jacked off with that vision in my head.
The next morning I went into the kitchen and Mom was fixing a pot of coffee, still groggy from the seeping pills. She said “I wish I could sleep without those damn pills, they really knock me out and make me so groggy in the morning.” Why don’t you let me hypnotize you to sleep? I read that was a very good way for people that had a sleeping disorder to get a good night sleep and would wake up fully refreshed. “I don’t know Erick if I can be hypnotized or if that’s a good idea, but it sure would be nice if it worked. Esther came into the kitchen and I said why don’t we give it a test try. Esther can see if it works. “Well OK,” Mom said. I sat her down in a kitchen chair and began to rub her temples. I told her to relax and to listen only to my voice. She would hear nothing but my voice. It didn’t take very long before she was under. I looked over and Ether was also under. I had forgotten that when I said “listen only to my voice” was a command that put her under also. I told Esther that she would remember nothing of my conversation with mother and that when I snapped my fingers it would be like we just started.
I turned to Mom and said whenever I say “skinny girl” she would immediately fall into a deep sleep and would listen and obey my every word and when I snapped my fingers twice she would wake up fully refreshed remembering nothing but would obey my instructions. I snapped my fingers once and Ether came out of her hypnotic state. I said, Ok Moms under what should we ask her to do? “Let’s have Mom tell us we can take the day off from school and she would like to take us to the zoo.” I think that is a great Idea Sis. So I planted the suggestion saying when I say “baby baby” she would obey my instructions. I snapped my fingers twice. Mom came out of her hypnotic state and gave us a big smile and said I guess it didn’t work. I said “baby baby” and she said you know it’s such a wonderful day why don’t we go to the zoo. I’ll call the school and tell them we have a family emergency and to excuse you from today’s class’s. We looked at each other and smiled and said that’s wonderful Mom.
Mom went through two more of Dads 48 hour shifts taking the pill and each morning after words she would be groggy most of the morning. Finally on the 3rd such shift she said “I think I’m ready to try your hypnotism” Great I said. We can give it a try after you shower and are ready for bed. Esther said “I think that’s a great idea.” I didn’t want Esther around when I hypnotized Mom because what I had in mind might not sit to well with Sis.
That night while Mom was taking a shower I put Esther under. I told her that she was very sleepy and she was to go to bed and sleep a deep restful sleep. When she woke up in the morning she would believe she was there when I put Mom under and that everything went well and she would be happy for Mom.
As soon as Mom was through with her shower I told her to get ready for bed and when she was ready to call me. I checked on Esther and found her sound to sleep. I went into Mom’s bedroom when she called and she had on a blue night gown and was in bed. I could tell she was a little scared and skeptical. I saw the sleeping pill and a glass of water next to the bed. I said relax Mom, everything will be just fine. I began to talk to her telling her to relax, to listen only to my voice, then I said “skinny girl.” She immediately fell into a deep sleep. I told her she was in bed with Dad and that she has an overwhelming desire to suck his cock and for him to eat her pussy and then to let him fuck her. When I snap my fingers you will become awake and you will look at me and see only dad and you will perform as I have said. Your pussy will begin to secrete with desire and you will have multiple orgasms as you make love.
I snapped my fingers and Mom became wide awake. She looked at me and smiled and reached over and pulled my pajama bottoms down. She took my semi hard cock in her mouth and began to suck. I couldn’t believe how good it felt. Mom must have given Dad a lot of head because the warmth of her mouth as it began to slid back and forth over my cock was absolutely sensational. She took all of me into her mouth and throat. Esther had never been able to do that, however it took me only about a minuet and a half to cum. I shot my full load down my mother’s throat and she took it all. She pulled the covers back and lifted her night gown over her head and removed her panties. She lifted her knees and spread her legs and smiled at me waiting for me to go down on her. What a sight, her long legs spread waiting for me and her beautiful white tits with two nice round nipples and pink areolas staring right at me. I was in heaven.
I looked at that light brown hair surrounding her pussy and I was instantly hard again. I bent down and slid between her legs spreading her beautiful vulva lips and ran my tongue gently over the top of them. I spread her lips and inserted my tongue, sliding up and down her slit. She had a slight pungent smell mixed with a faint spearmint odor. Her pussy felt hot and her juices were in full flow. I inserted my tongue as deep into her as I could and scooped out some of her juices and swallowed it. I slid my tongue up to her clitoris area and probed the sheath that hid it. Her clit came forth and I felt her shudder as she came. Her clit was the size of the lead in a pencil and I began to suck on it. I inserted two fingers into her hot wet cunt. I probed for her “G” spot that I had read about. As I ran my two gingers in and out I rubbed the upper inside of her vagina until I found it. It was a small round spot that had already began to swell. I continued to probe that spot and to alternately run my thumb and my tongue over her clitoris area. Suddenly she grabbed my head and reared her pelvis mashing my face into her pussy and she shot a stream of water/cum all over my face chest and bed. It scared me because Esther had never cum like that. Mom let out a scream and her hips bucked and her pussy ground into my face as she held me tight. It took her almost a minute before her pussy stopped bucking into me. I was forced to swallow some of it. At first I thought she had peed in my face but when I swallowed some it didn’t taste like pee. It was a little salty but in a nice way.
I continued to lick and suck her clit as she kept flipping her pelvis into my face. I couldn’t believe the amount of white cum that kept oozing out of her pussy. It was like she was in a continued state of orgasm. She was tossing and squirming and murmuring incoherently. Finally she placed both hands on each side of my head and gently pulled my head away from between her legs and pulled me up to her breasts. She pressed one of her tits to my mouth and I opened and began to suck. She took hold of my cock and guided it into her womb. It felt like sliding into slick velvet as I felt my cock inter her vagina and slowly penetrate until I was completely engulfed in her pussy. I was breathing so hard I thought I might have a heart attack. Within a half dozen strokes I couldn’t help myself and came.
I laid there on top of Mom sucking on her tits, one after the other while I got my breath back. It was hard to believe that I was laying here having just fucked my mother. As I sucked on her breast I began to get hard again and I began to move my cock very slowly in and out of her wonderful pussy. I felt her breath begin to quicken as I stroked her. This time I took my time as I continued to move in and out of her. My god she felt so good and I increased my tempo. She lifted her legs and placed them around me with her heels on my butt. I was now giving her long steady strokes and I felt her cry out as she came. Her pussy felt so hot on my cock. I inserted a finger into her pussy and then shoved it into her ass. Her sphincter muscle closed tightly around my finger as I moved in and out her ass. Each time I reentered her pussy her heels would press my ass downward so my cock would go deep within her hole. Soon I had two fingers in her ass and she was whimpering as I fucked her two holes with my cock and my fingers. We fucked like that for about 30 minuets when I lifted out of her pussy and placed my cock at the entrance of her ass. I told her she had a desire for me to fuck her in the ass. I began to push and as the head of my cock entered I heard Mom moan.
Dad must have fucked her in the ass before because my cock easily penetrated and I plunged deep into her anal cavity. I pushed her legs over her head and began to plunge my cock into her anal passage. Faster and faster I went until I was pile driving her ass like a piston. She was moaning and it was hard for me to realize but she had two orgasms before I came. I never new you could have a climax while being fucked in the ass. I shoved down hard and came deep inside her. When I withdrew I didn’t care when I saw there was some shit on my cock. I wiped it off on the sheet.
We laid there french kissing and it was wonderful having her respond that way. Finally I realized it was close to two in the Morning. The bed was a shambles soaked with her cum. I put her under and instructed her to make the bed and take a shower. Without getting her hair wet. While she was in the shower I took the sheets down stairs and put them in the washing machine. I went back to Moms room and put her into a deep sleep, telling her she would wake up fully refreshed as if she had slept a good eight hours. I went back to the kitchen and finished washing and drying the sheets. I folded them and put them back in the cupboard and went to bed. I set the alarm for seven thirty.
When the alarm went off I got up and went to the kitchen. Mom was fixing breakfast and singing to herself. I said good morning and she gave me the biggest smile and said “Eric that was the best night’s sleep I have had in a long time. I dreamed your father was home with us last night.” I smiled and said that’s nice. Mom was in her robe and night gown and I got an idea just as Esther came bonding into the room, saying what a good night’s sleep she had. “How about you Mom didn’t Eric’s hypnotism make you sleep well?” “It certainly did. I will let him put me under from now on.
I quickly put Esther under and told her to go back to her room because she hadn’t quite had enough sleep and needed a half hour more but would remember nothing and would be fully refreshed and ready to go to school full of energy. At the same time I mentioned skinny girl and Mom was immediately under also. I told Mom that when I snapped my fingers she would have an uncontrollable erg to hug me and when she felt my cock between her legs she would hold it between her legs and the excitement of having it there would make her cum. She would feel a little guilty because it was her son but because it felt so good would allow it to stay there for a few minuets before she would break away and would go to her room and masturbate herself.
I snapped my fingers and Mom turned and said, “Hey honey give your old Mom a hug. I
pulled her robe apart as she put her arms around me and pulling me close to her. I allowed my cock to come out of my pajamas and slip between her legs pulling her night gown up into her crotch. Blushing a little, as she felt my cock between her legs, she began squeezing my arms and my cock with her thighs at the same time. She held me like that for about a minute. I felt her cum and some of it oozed through her gown and onto my cock. Suddenly she pushed me away and said I’m sorry honey and went to her room. I snuck up to her door and opened it slightly. I could hear her groaning and I peeked in. Mom was on her bed finger fucking herself furiously. As I closed the door I heard her cry out and new she had had a great orgasm. I grinned at my power.
About that time Esther came out of her room feeling great. We went to school and as we rode our bikes I thought how wonderful life was going to be from now on. As my mind wondered I thought god life was great. I would be fucking Mom whenever I wanted and Sis too. Then I thought, wouldn’t it be wonderful to fuck Mom’s sexy sister and maybe the new young history teacher? hmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.
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This was my entry into CAW #21 on our Sex Stories forum
Spmetimes even an average joe gets lucky.
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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What a plan to have this young fuck me thinking I was asleep
14 yo/f Who Seduced Her Father
My bedroom is directlly across the hall from our bathroom; and there is a
small gap around one side where the bathroom door doesn’t fit tightly. One
night when I was about 12; I was sitting on my bed doing homework when I saw
daddy go into the bathroom with a magazine in his hand. At first; I didn’t
think anything of it…he did that a lot. “Going to the Library”, he would
say. But this time I noticed that he was carrying a Playboy magazine! And;
even at 12 years old, I knew what Playboy was. But I (at that time) didn’t
know what kind of facination that type of book held for men.
I went on working on my homework for a little while untill my eyes caught some
sort of “quick” movement in the bathroom. So; I moved to where I could see
through the gap in the door a little better. What I saw then totally amazed
and surprised me! My Dad was sitting on the stool looking at the magazine and
had his “thing” in his hand stroking it up and down. Now; I had never seen a
man’s thing before. Oh; I knew about them from SexEd at school…and I even
knew what an “erection” was. But I wasn’t prepared for how BIG it got during
an erection. And daddy had AN ERECTION!! ” Was it something in the magazine
that did that to him?” I wondered.
At any rate; his movements increased in speed and intensity and his breathing
seemed to be labored an short. After a while; he tensed all of a sudden and
then squirted some white, creamy stuff into the bowl. Then; he seemed to
instantly become very calm and proceed to fasten his pants, roll up the
magazine and left the bathroom. I almost broke my finger opening one of my
school books so quickly. I felt that it wouldn’t be good if he knew I was
watching…whatever the heck I was watching!
Mom had left us unexpectedly when I was 10; and I never understood why. Daddy
wouldn’t talk much about it; except to refer to her as a “Two-Timing
Bitch”…whatever that means. So I had sort of gotten used to it just being
me and daddy…in fact I kind of liked it that way. About all I remember of
Mom was a hard, grouchy woman who complained a lot. There were times I sort
of missed having a woman around…like when I started having periods and
developing breasts and stuff like that. Anyway; with the help of daddy’s
sister, Aunt Brenda, I managed to get through those times.
In the next year and a half or so; I began to pay much more attention to
Daddy’s frequent trips to the “Library”. I noticed one night while watching
that I was wet “down there”. I had awakened from my sleep with the same
problem a few times and “it” felt “funny”. At first; I thought something was
wrong with me; but Aunt Brenda explained that I was just “becoming a woman.”
Anyway; as I watched Daddy, I let my hand wander down “there” and sort of
insinctly started stroking myself. IT FELT REALLY GOOD! After a little bit
of THAT; I thought I was going to pass out! I must have had an orgasm; ’cause
I let out a yelp or something. Daddy yelled out from the bathroom, “Honey are
you ok?”
“Yeah, I’m fine, daddy” I replied and proceeded to make some sort of excuse
about sticking myself with a pin or something. If he ony knew how “fine” I
was…I had never felt anything so wonderful IN MY LIFE!!!
Not long after that, I came home from the mall one Saturday and Daddy was just
coming out of the bathroom with a Playboy in his hand. I pretended at first
not to notice the magazine; but Daddy was having trouble rolling the book up
where I couldn’t see the cover. It seemed the harder he tried; the clumsier
he got…and the harder I tried to pretend I didn’t see; the more my eyes went
straight to the magazine. Then all of a sudden, someone’s voice said “It’s ok,
Daddy, I know about the Playboy stuff.” OH CRAP! It was MY VOICE saying
that! Daddy simply said “Oh.” and went into his bedroom. When he came out he
no longer had the magazine; but he did have sort of an embarassed look on his
face.
“Daddy, what do men like about books and stuff like that; with naked women in
them?” I blurted out.
“Why do you ask such a thing?” Daddy almost spit out the words.
“Because I see you with your Playboys, but you never read them in here in the
living room or any thing; so I just wondered” I said…hoping that my answer
made some sort of sense.
“Well, honey, it’s sort of a private ‘man’ thing.” he said. It’s exciting for
a man to see woman with little or no clothing on.”
“Well; I’m a young woman now. Does it excite you to see me like that?”
“MISTY!!!” he almost screamed at me.
“Daddy, please don’t be mad at me…I just want to know! I don’t understand
about stuff like that!!” I almost begged.
He put his arm around my shoulders and pulled me close to him.
“No honey, its different between fathers and daughters. Daughters aren’t
supposed to excite Daddys.”
“Why?” I pressed.
“‘Cause they’re just not.” he flatly stated. That pretty much ended the
conversation.
But it didn’t end for me in my head. OK. call me weird or whatever, but I
made up my mind right then that I would prove Daddy wrong. I started wearing
less and less around the house. I would come out of the bathroom wearing
nothing but a towel; and even let it slip down almost off my breasts a time or
two. But Daddy didn’t seem to notice! Damn It! One time when he was in the
bathroom shaving, I left the door to my room open a little and stripped down
to my bra and panties and then pretended to be looking for an outfit to wear.
Finally Daddy noticed! At least; I saw his head turn toward my room several
times…he even nicked himself with his razor once. Even though I hoped he
wasn’t hurt; I sort of giggled inside.
Since there are no pictures yet; I will try to objectively describe myself for
those of you who are wondering. I’m about 5 feet 4 inches tall with fairly
long legs. I have long flowing blonde hair and green eyes. At last count I
weighed 105 pounds. I keep a good tan, thanks in part to the above-ground
pool daddy had installed a few years ago. My measurements are 34-a/22/35. I
know; not much in the chest department, but they are firm and cone-shaped with
rose-pink nipples that turn up just a little at the ends.
For my 14th birthday; Daddy let me invite some friends over. He let us play
our music, dance, and just generally be teenagers. He even ordered a big pink
and white cake that said “Happy Birthday, Misty” on it. We all had a great
time; and when everyone had left, I just sat on my bed feeling older and more
mature somehow. During the party; Daddy had discreetly made himself
invisable; which I thought was nice. Even though I think my Dad is cool, I
know how other teens think of adults; so I went out to the living room to tell
Daddy “Thanks”. He was sitting in his recliner having his favorite drink:
Jack Daniels and Coke. I walked over and sat down on the arm of his chair,
put my arms around his neck, kissed his cheek and said “You’re a pretty
wonderful Father, Daddy…I love you so much.”
He hugged me closer and almost whispered “I love you,too honey…Happy
Birthday.”
“Can I taste that?” I asked, pointing to his drink.
“I suppose it wouldn’t hurt. After all; you’re all grown up now.” he grinned.
At first it was tart, but mellowed with the sweetness of the Coke. I really
liked it and asked “Make me one, Daddy, PLEASE.”
“Are you sure, honey…this stuff is pretty strong.” He tried not to sound
concerned.
“Just one, Daddy, PLEASE??”
“OK, I suppose one won’t hurt. I need another one anyway.”
He went into the den and made himself another and made one for me. I sort of
suspect that mine probably wasn’t as strong as his, but it still tasted great.
We sat and watched TV and had our drinks slowly and quietly. After a while I
started to feel calm and warm all over. I realized that even this weak drink
was having an effect on me.
“I think I’ll take a shower and get ready for bed.” I said; trying not to
wobble as I got out of my chair and floated to my bedroom. I stripped down to
nothing and looked at myself in the mirror; trying to see if I was older or
more of a woman now. Standing there naked and knowing Daddy was just one thin
wall away, I started to get damp in my crotch area. For just a split second;
I almost walked out into the living roon and announced “Here, daddy, I’m all
yours!” But I didn’t. I wrapped myself in large towel and went into the
bathroom. The warm water running on me didn’t help get rid of those feelings
I was having, either. I couldn’ help but linger a little in a few places as I
washed myself. My nipples almost hurt; they were so tender and swollen.
“What does it feel like for a man to kiss those?” I wondered.
I’m not sure at what point during all this that I made up my mind to seduce my
father that night; but it seemed like the only logical conclusion to this
already strange evening. I dried my hair, wrapped a clean,fluffy towel around
me and walked out into the living room. Judging from the amount of liquid in
Daddy’s glass; I determined that he must be on at least his third drink.
“Jus ’bout ready for bed, hon?” he almost slurred.
“Yep” I answered saucily; trying to sound more sober than I was feeling right
then. The Jack Daniels was definitely working on me!
I still don’t know if I did it on purpose or it just happened and I let it or
what; but, as I bent over to kiss Daddy, the towel I was wearing came loose
and fell to the floor. For just a split second; I started to reach down and
pick it up and cover myself; but I didn’t. Instead, I turned and sat on the
arm of my very surprised daddy’s chair and hugged him.
“Hon…hon…honey; don’t you think you should cover up?” he asked; but he
didn’t sound like he really knew if he wanted me to or not.
“Daddy, it doesn’t matter. You’ve seen me naked before; so what’s the
difference?”
“The difference is that right now I’m a little drunk and your are a young
woman and looking really good and it’s been a really long time for me.” he
rambled.
I almost got tickled at how un-confused he was trying to sound. I hugged him
tighter as I noticed a large bulge in his cut-offs. Then I placed his hand on
my right breast. He jerked it away as though my breast was red-hot. (Which I
felt it WAS!)
“Honey, please don’t do this…pleeese.” He sounded sort of pitiful.
“It’s alright, daddy, I want this and so do you.” I said; trying to sound
grown-up and calm with what was happening. I reached down and put my hand on
the bulge in daddy’s shorts and he moaned like a man in some sort of pain.
“Hon…this ain’t right…you know it’s not right.”
“Daddy, it’ right if I want it. I’m the only woman in your life since Mom
left and I really love you and I really want to help you feel better.” I
tried not to ramble on senselessly; but he had started tracing little circles
around my nipple with his finger and I was being amazed at the feeling of his
“thing” under my hand. I suddenly became brave and undid the top of daddy’s
cut-offs and unzipped them. His organ almost LEAPED out. ” MY GOD; IT’S
BEAUTIFUL!!” I remember thinking.
“Misty, Misty, Misty…Oh god…Shit”
Daddy reached between my legs and touched me and I thought I would LEAVE THIS
WORLD. As good as it had felt the times when I touched myself there; I
wasn’t EVEN prepared for what daddy’s finger felt like as it went into the
opening of my pussy.I’m not sure if I screamed or whimpered or cried or
what…but I knew at that moment that this was something I was going like a
lot more of.
Almost in a haze, I felt daddy pick me up and carry me into his bedroom. As
he laid me down on his huge, king-size bed, he had the most tender look on his
face as he asked me; “Honey, are you sure about this?”
“Yes Daddy; I’m VERY sure.” I replied. I admit I was a little scared, but I
knew I was going to be ok. Daddy kissed me in a way that he never had before.
One boy at school had tried to “fench” kiss me, but I don’t think he knew what
the heck he was doing. With Daddy, it was HEAVEN!! I remember the feel of
his beard stubble on my face; he feel of his hands on my shoulders as he held
me closer and closer.
And his rock-hard thing pressing into the flesh of my right thigh. And the
hair on his chest against my breasts. All of these things going on at once
was just about too much for me to stand. I never felt so GOOD in my life!!
“Have you ever had…had…you know…well…sex; before, Hon?” Daddy asked
“No, never, Daddy…please be my first…will you; please, daddy?!?’
“Well, hon, it’s not exactly right; but I don’t think I could stop if I
wanted to now.” There was almost a desperate tone to his voice.
Daddy rolled me onto my back, and I think I instinctly spread my legs.
Strange; but I don’t remember ever thinking of my daddy as “handsome”; but at
that moment when he positioned himself above my nude body on his bed, I
thought he was the most beautiful person I had ever seen.
“This may hurt a little at first.” he said with concern in his voice.
“It’s ok; Daddy, it’s ok.”
He lowered himself gently onto me, kissed me, and then I felt the end of his
thing going into me. As it swelled inside me, I almost cried from pure joy.
Then; as it broke through my hymen, there was as spit-second of pain. But not
unpleasant pain. Sort of like a pin prick. The extreme pleasure of feeling
this thing inside me far outdid any pain I could have felt. As Daddy pushed
further and further into me; I remember thinking that that I couldn’t possibly
feel any better than I was feeling righty then. But with each inch, came a
bigger, deeper wave of ecstacy. Then came the ultimate!!! Daddy started
ever-so-slowly withdrawing and reinserting his thing (which I know now is
called his”dick”) in and out of me. Wave after wave of pleasure swept over
me; and daddy’s breathing was becoming more and more labored. His dick was
going in and out of me at a furious pace. I may have been moaning or
screaming or whatever…I’m not sure at this point. I just know that I WAS IN
PURE HEAVEN!!! As I felt the torrents of orgasm wash over me, all of a sudden
daddy’s body tensed, jerked and he quickly pulled all the way out of me. “Got
to catch it so I don’t get you pregnant.” He said almost apologetically.
Right at that moment I wouldn’t have cared if he had planted a LITTER in me.
But I knew he was right to pull it out; even though I felt as though I was
parting with an old friend.
Afterwards, we lay in each others arms and carressed and kissed. I don’t
think it’s possible to feel more love for someone than I felt for my Daddy at
that moment. We have a drink or two ever now and then and we always wind up
having sex. If I could I would have it every day…all day! I may change my
mind later, but for now I just want sex with my wonderful father. He is so
sweet and I love him so much!
The other night during one of our sessions, Daddy began kissing my lower
stomach and thighs. WOW!! This was a whole new set of feelings!! He promised
me then that next time he will teach me about oral sex. I CAN’T WAIT!!!!!
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Part 1: HIS VALENTINE’S DAY SURPRISE
She had been flying for many hours and awake even longer. The overnight British Airways flight from Tampa to London Gatwick, then a commuter flight to his city. For a matter of four days she had conducted an intense, online relationship with a married British businessman. She was, in fact, his online mistress, arising each morning at 3 a.m. to cyber him (and herself) to orgasm. A mere nudge on her IM screen would bring her running to the computer at any time of day like one of Pavlov’s dogs—and she would always perform to his satisfaction (and hers). She loved her sexual role in his life; even thinking about being his mistress made her warm and wet. Apparently the businessman’s wife didn’t object to his online sex play, but laid down a firm rule against any face-to-face contact. The mistress occasionally kidded him that taking her from behind wasn’t really face-to-face. He’d just laugh and tell her to get back to sucking his cock like a good little slut. And when he talked to her like that, it greatly enhanced her performance—and the result.
The problem she faced the previous day was that Valentine’s Day loomed on the fifth day of their relationship, and she was mystified as to how to handle it. It was too early in the relationship to do—or expect—anything significant, yet no matter how hard she thought about it, she couldn’t come up with the ‘perfect’ non-gift. The idea finally hit her on Feb. 13 and she rushed to arrange and catch her flight to England. Once she was on the plane, though she might fleetingly second-guess her decision, she was determined to go through with it. ‘In for a Euro, in for a Pound,’ was her feeling.
She knew what she was doing was pretty crazy, but she’d had more than her share of crazy sexual adventures and wasn’t too worried about that aspect. But, it has been over a year since she had been with a man, since before she left an abusive marriage. There had been a few very enjoyable flings with women, and a couple of wildly-adventurous, half-drunk orgies, but she knew she craved the taste, the feel, the touch of a hard cock. If things worked out, she was about to break a long dry spell. And try as she might to dismiss it as impossible, she knew, too, that her bold move might either end her brief but very satisfying role as an online mistress—or it might elevate it to a new level. That brought a smile to her face, and she blushed a bright red when a flight attendant passing by stopped to comment: “Looks like you’re having a happy thought.” Oh yes, a very happy thought.
A taxicab took her to his office—without a minute to spare, for it was twenty til noon GMT. She paid the cab driver double to wait for her, and entered the huge reflective doors of the office complex. It took her only a minute to find his office. A quick stop in a ladies’ room reassured her that she had somehow survived the travel looking fairly presentable, and she quickly donned the rest of her costume.
Standing now in the outer office, she looked perfectly calm and collected in her uniform-like black pantsuit, with white dickey and black bow tie in the V of the suit jacket. A short-brimmed black cap hid all her hair and was pulled down low nearly to her eyes. A pair of large sunglasses hid much of her face. She thought she might pass for a messenger, but also knew she might look a little too good. She carried a small attach?ase.
The receptionist looked up from her work.
“Yes, can I help you?”
“I have a special delivery for Bruce.”
“I’ll take it.”
“I must give it to him personally.”
“He’s very busy right now.”
“I won’t be long.”
A spark of recognition gleamed in the receptionist’s eyes and she turned to her phone console and pressed the intercom button.
“Bruce, there’s a special delivery for you,” and lowered her voice to a whisper, “I think your wife sent you a stripper.”
The intruder blushed a bit, but kept her composure and thought, Hmm, close.
The receptionist returned her gaze to the woman and said, “You can go in but he’s very busy and he has to leave in 10 minutes for lunch with his wife.” The warning and the accusatory tone were clear.
She opened the door and entered Bruce’s spacious office and took a moment to take in the details, for he was turned away from the door, typing rapidly on his computer
Without turning around, he said, “Just a moment, let me just finish this trade or my wife won’t be able to afford to pay you.”
She smiled as she realized that the deception was still intact. Finally Bruce turned toward her in his swivel chair, saying, “Okay. Let’s see what you’ve got. I have to leave here in 10 minutes.”
She removed her cap, shook her head once and her long, straight blonde cascaded down her back. Keeping her sunglasses on, she unbuttoned the suit jacket and shed it in a single motion by simply shrugging her shoulders once. One more quick move and the dickey-and-tie disappeared. She stood topless before him. She smiled when she saw him staring at her nipples with puzzlement. She knew they were her best feature, and wondered if he was beginning to catch on. His startled look told her that he more likely was wondering how his wife could know that his online mistress had long straight blonde hair and pencil-eraser nipples.
When she removed the oversized wrap-around sunglasses and finally broke into a huge smile, she saw his jaw literally drop.
“Oh…my…God! Gay!?! How did you…how could…you’re not…”
“BA,” she said, and then added, “frequent-flier miles.”
As he came out from behind his desk to greet her she stopped him with an outstretched hand. He clearly intended to embrace her, maybe even to kiss her. That would be going way too far. She had agreed to his wife’s rule about no face-to-face meeting, and was about to further to violate it. But kissing or hugging would, in her mind at least, be even worse. After all, face-to-cock wasn’t face-to-face, she thought wryly.
“The rules, Bruce. But, I’ve come to collect my Valentine’s Day present and there’s no time to talk.”
“But I didn’t get you anyth…”
“No time to talk Bruce. I’m here for my Valentine’s Day present.”
“Oh, shit, Gay, I didn’t know…”
“Not another word about it. I’m about to collect my present now.”
Gay dropped to her knees in front of him, grabbed eagerly at the impressive package that was barely hidden by his wool suit pants. She took the zipper in her teeth, looked up at him with pleading blue eyes and slowly lowered it. She then reached inside and extracted a long, lovely cock and immediately surrounded it with her hungry mouth, laving its entire surface with rapid movements of her tongue. She repeatedly brushed her hard nipples against his slacks and they brought heat and wetness to her loins.
He touched her head everywhere, with long slow strokes along her blonde hair, gently sliding the backs of his hands along her soft cheeks, fingertips tracing the lines of her neck. She felt petted and reveled in the attention.
Her fist grabbed the hardening member and pulled back the foreskin completely, revealing the full purple glory of his engorged cock. Her long tongue explored every crevice and ridge of his cock and spent time circling the base of the cockhead. A few random flicks of her tongue-tip teased the small opening from which would flow her present.
He reached down as far as he could with grasping fingers and found her nipples even more extended than he had ever imagined them to be. He took each between a thumb and forefinger and teased them—tweaking, pinching lightly, pulling a bit. She knew now that the trip would be doubly pleasurable for if he kept it up, she, too, would come. Her own wetness was already soaking her panties and she was glad for their last-minute addition, for she rarely wore them.
“Keep teasing them, Bruce, they love it,” she said as she reached into his pants to bring into view the rest of the package, paused briefly to admire the balls, then went to work with her tongue, tasting each and teasing the opposite with gentle, nimble fingers. She took each into her mouth completely and sucked gently, releasing each with a wet plopping sound.
Returning her attention to his glistening cock, she licked its length on all sides and took the swollen glans into her mouth to suck it, lick it and scrape her teeth along its sensitive surface. Reaching a free hand inside his pants she massaged his buttocks, then gently probed the entry to his anus with a circular motion.
He continued to play with her nipples as she began to take more and more of him into her mouth and throat with increasingly forceful thrusts of her head. Speeding up and feeling his cock begin to pulse she went into the frenzied face-fucking deep-throat mode that she knew would soon bring his release. As his cockhead continued to bang her throat, she began to tease his O-ring more insistently and managed to mumble muffled words from around his plunging pile-driving cock, “twist them, hard, now,” and thrust a finger into his anus.
He began to shudder and so did she as he began to maul her sensitive nipples. His forceful orgasm coated her throat and the inside of her mouth and she worked her tongue to try to capture every last drop. As his pulsations began to subside, hers continued throughout her body and she tried to maintain her concentration on gobbling down every last drop of her Valentine’s Day present. When he had finally stopped squirting into her, she used her tongue to clean his penis, milked the few last drops from it with her busy hands, then gave a final sucking kiss to the tip of his glans, savoring a final taste.
On wobbly legs she regained her feet, wetness pervading her crotch, her entire body flushed red, her face one giant smile as she said, “Thank you for my present, Bruce. It was exactly what I wanted. Now we must both go. You don’t want to be late.”
She put on the suit jacket, buttoned it across her bare breasts, placed the dickey in her pocket, donned the sunglasses, turned to leave and hesitated, tossing him the black cap like a Frisbee.
“A souvenir,” she said as she strode out of his office, still flushed from her own orgasm, a huge smile still on her face from the thought of his.
—
Before returning to her waiting taxi, she put on a sheer blouse she had kept carefully folded in her attach?ase.
At a hotel near the airport she quickly checked in for one night to await her morning flight back to Florida. As an afterthought, she asked if there were a pool and maybe someplace to buy a bathing suit. The front desk clerk sent her to the concierge to obtain a pool pass, and the friendly concierge informed her:
“You know we also have a very nice workout facility. And the gift shop also has gym togs if you need them. The people up there are very helpful and very friendly. How long will you be with us?”
“Just tonight, I’m afraid. I flew over for one short meeting today and am returning to the States tomorrow morning.”
“Short visit. Successful, I hope?”
“Oh, yes, successful.” I blushed, then broke into a wide smile as I added. “As a matter of fact: Mission Accomplished.”Part 2: HER VALENTINE’S DAY SURPRISE
Sitting in my hotel room at last, eating a room-service club sandwich and drinking iced tea, I reflected on my impulsive act of earlier in the day. By the time I flew home tomorrow morning I would wind up flying 9,000 miles round-trip to give the man I served as on-line mistress a blow job as his—and my—Valentine’s Day present.
I had violated his wife’s one, clearly-stated rule against face-to-face contact (though I smiled as I reflexively defended it as not face-to-face but face-to-cock). I had discovered that he was, indeed, a very tall (probably 6-6) and quite handsome businessman of some means who had a very suckable cock, and that he was as mesmerized by my nipples as I was myself. I had risked the online relationship by violating the rule and wouldn’t know its future until I got home tomorrow and checked my email inbox. I wouldn’t check now; I wanted to savor the day and the surprise I had successfully pulled off. I loved Bruce’s sense of humor and his gentle manner as much as his impulsively abrupt commands without warning: ‘Suck my cock’ ‘Let’s fuck now’ ‘Take off your clothes and play with yourself’. This may not be the stuff of romantic poetry, but it thrilled me and I would hate to lose it. I wasn’t used to being told what to do, but found that it stirred something inside me in ways that I hadn’t experienced before. I also knew that there might be an upside to my impulsive flight to England, that the violation of the rule might lead to occasional further encounters, and that my distance from him might make them infrequent, but that might also enhance the intensity of them.
Tonight, after a long flight and an anxious morning anticipating my Valentine’s Day surprise for Bruce, I knew that I would sleep well. But this afternoon, I felt restless. I should probably have just bought a bathing suit and gone swimming, but I was intrigued by the concierge’s words: “You know we also have a very nice workout facility. And the gift shop also has gym togs if you need them. The people up there are very helpful and very friendly.” ‘Very friendly’ sounded pretty good to me for, as emotionally satisfying as was the blow job I gave Bruce, it wasn’t entirely satisfying sexually. As a matter of fact, the more I thought about it, the more I realized that I’d really like to finally experience the feeling of a man inside me. It had been far too long, and the brief contact with Bruce had really just awakened my desperate need for cock.
So, instead of my usual exercise of swimming laps, I decided to go to the gym. Maybe ‘very friendly’ meant there’d be men there, or even a woman would be okay. Cybersex had been great, but I knew that I needed to satisfy flesh—and for flesh to satisfy me. As I put on the little pair of shorts and the too-tight sports bra that made my always-poky nipples very visible, I wondered if there’d be some young hunk in the gym, a muscular Adonis who would want to ravish me. Not usually my type–I usually go for the buttoned-down look–but it seemed to match my sex-starved mood. As I put my hair in a ponytail and looked in the mirror to check out my ‘look’ I was quite pleased with the fuck-me appearance I presented. It certainly matched my mood.
When I walked into the gym facility, I felt as though I were entering a maze. The bright lights emphasized the pristine whiteness of all the mysterious equipment and I felt bewildered as I looked around the room. There were two women talking to one another on adjacent Stairmasters. Somewhere in the back a loud noise told me that someone with some expertise was working out on a machine. I headed that way, hoping that it might be the ‘very friendly’ attendant. You were punishing some sort of machine with powerful thrusts from your arms that made your pecs and abs—hell, your entire body–flare into definition. You made it seem almost effortless; instead of sweat dripping from you, there was just a fine sheen that emphasized your body’s perfection. You were sooooo not my type, well, except for right this minute. I wanted to turn you into a salt lick and was pretty sure my tongue was hanging out of my mouth when you stopped pumping and asked, “Can I help you?”
“Well, um, er, I guess you could if you’re the friendly attendant,” you hear me stammer. At that, you sat up and for the first time I saw your lovely face and tousled brown curls. Then, in a move so fast I didn’t see it happen, you were standing in front of me, taller, nearly towering over me, maybe 6-2.
My goodness, you are an Adonis, I thought. You were staring holes at my little sports bra and my nipples were trying their best to create those holes for you; as always, they were betraying my innermost and most lurid thoughts.
“Well, hehe, I don’t actually work here, but I’m pretty friendly and I’d be happy to try to help you. My name’s Dan. What do you want to do?” Your youthful face makes me wonder if you’re even out of your teens, but you are beautiful and I want to tell you that I want you to fuck me.
I held out my right hand and you took it gently in yours as you say, “Hi, Adonis, my name’s Gay.” You chuckled, and I blushed, at my Freudian slip, but you heard me try to recover. “I don’t know much about gyms, Dan, but I’d like to get a workout.” Your eyes opened wide and I knew I might as well have asked you to bend me over the nearest piece of mystery equipment and slip it to me. “Er, you know, get the blood flowing.” Oh…my…God! I must have sounded like a complete slut. He must think I’m some desperate old broad who’s craving…. Er, well, I guess I am.
“I don’t think getting the blood flowing is a problem, actually, hehe,” Dan said, smiling, maybe blushing a little. My eyes went straight to his crotch—I mentally slapped my forehead for doing yet another obvious thing—and, sure enough, he had quite a tent in the front of his little gym shorts. Oh yeah, I told myself. This is going to happen. I bent over the strange-looking machine in front of me, grabbed something that looked like the head-rest on top of an automobile’s front seat and asked, “What goes here?”
He leaned into me and his raging hard-on pressed into my butt crack. I wiggled my ass gently and rubbed his manhood, taunting and teasing, thinking only one thing: fuck me, fuck me, fuck me. His voice cracked a bit as he said, “Well, nor-, uh, normally your head.”
I bent over until my head was well below my butt, put a hand on the headrest and said, “Let’s get some exercise, Dan.”
As he began to slip my little gym shorts down over my ass, he cautioned, “I may not last very long. I’m pretty excited. But I’ll be able to get hard again in a minute or two.”
“Oh yes, you will, Dan. You can count on that.” I stepped out of my shorts, now clad only in sneakers and a sports bra, and felt his big cockhead poised at the entrance to my achingly-hungry, hot, wet pussy. I spread my stance wide, and pushed back against him, thrilling at the feeling of his manhood beginning to enter me. He thrust forward, tentatively at first, then fully impaling me with his rock-hard sword. The feeling of finally being filled again brought a tear to my eye. It had been too long, way too long.
Soon he was pounding into me with urgency and as his pace quickened I realized that he would soon be squirting his precious juices into me. I reached down between my legs and felt his full balls, teasing them a bit. My pussy was involuntarily sucking him off each time he entered me. I began to touch myself and immediately felt my own orgasm begin to rumble from deep within me. My beginning spasms brought a gasp from him, and he unleashed a remarkable series of spurts into me—at least a dozen—before slowing a bit, still sliding in and out of me as he wound down and I continued my internal earthquake. At last he pulled out of me and my shaking body sought balance from the headrest against which I still clung.
Recovering slightly, I turned to him and saw him glistening with sweat, muscles toned, a shy, self-satisfied smile on his face. I smiled at him and ran my hands down his muscular torso, then dropped to my knees before his semi-erect cock. As his massive load of cum ran out of me and down my thighs, I focused on our mixed juices covering his manhood. Still struggling to regain normal breathing, I licked his cockhead, savoring the salty-sweet mixture that is unique to every coupling but rarely unsatisfying. I tasted every inch of his long member, top, bottom and sides and concluded by licking my lips. My mouth absolutely craves strategic body parts, loves to feel them respond to me, loves the changing flavors as they perform their instinctual operations.
My hand grasped his cock and stroked it gently. It was clearly ready for more action, but I can’t help myself. My mouth went for his balls and I gently teabagged him, taking each nugget into my mouth, sucking gently, and laving it with my tongue. His cock was throbbing as much as my erect nipples and swollen clit; I grabbed the upright flagpole in one hand, regained my feet and pulled it down to try to straddle it, but he was just a bit too tall. He cupped my asscheeks and, almost effortlessly, lifted me, and I guided him to reentry into my waiting pussy.
I found myself impaled again, backed against a wall, leaning against it, and suspended by his strong hands on my bottom and his magnificent member deep, deep inside me. I wrapped my legs around his waist and I steadied myself by placing a hand around his neck. My other hand grabbed my sports bra and pulled it up until it was a necklace. His eyes widened when he saw my long, pink nipples, which were throbbing again with excitement and seeming to scream for attention. He immediate latched onto one and sucked hungrily, and began to slide in and out of me. I grabbed the other nipple with my free hand and begin to abuse it, tugging, twisting, pulling, and he got the idea. Tentatively at first, he his used his teeth on the other, biting gently. Still plunging into me with regularity, he then began to bite harder. I gasped at the pain-pleasure combination and pulled his head to the other nipple.
Consumed by the lust that surrounded me and continued to thrust deep inside me, again and again, my head lolled from side to side; my eyes lost and regained focus. When our two pairs of blue eyes met, I managed a big smile and my free hand reached down to cup his heavy ball sack, fondling the nuggets and spurring him to deeper penetration and a faster rhythm.
“I think I’m about to cum again, Gay,” Dan grunted through clenched teeth. Oh yes, you certainly are, young man, and so am I, so am I.
“Come for me, Dan, and I’ll cum all over your cock, drenching it.” In fact my self-lubricating system was already doing that. His final forceful thrust began a series—perhaps another dozen—of ejaculations by this remarkably-virile young man, and set off fireworks inside me that had me clutching anything I can hold as my body completely lost control and shuddered violently in spasm after spasm that left me as limp as a dishrag. As Dan gently set me back down on my feet, my wobbly knees couldn’t hold me up. The sweet young man held me as I regained my land-legs. Our fluids dripped down my thighs. My breath was short, but recovering. My joy was immeasurable. I stood on tiptoes and kissed him on the cheek.
“You know, Gay, I think I’m a little smitten,” he says as he strokes my hair and cheeks, softly, almost lovingly, and wipes away the little tears of joy that form at the corners of my eyes. “I could definitely get used to this.”
“You know what they say, Dan. You never outgrow your need for MILF.” And I staggered off to the shower room to clean my cum-soaked loins and to try to regain some degree of composure.
Under the scalding shower, I shuddered again at the ecstasy just given me by this wonderful young hunk—and I can’t help myself. I touched my nipples lightly and, as always, they sprang to attention again and sent jolts of electricity directly to my well-fucked pussy. One hand continued to tease, pull and twist my tender nipples while the other dove between my legs to touch my still-sensitive, coral-pink sex. I thrust two fingers inside myself and felt the recently-invaded space clamping down on them, accepting them hungrily. Two fingers pumped relentlessly and my thumb began to taunt my still-engorged clit, which again began to emerge from its hood. I couldn’t stop. The thought of the muscular young man had me creaming all over my hand and dripping down my legs again. I couldn’t get his cock out of my mind as I fucked myself toward what would be a third wonderful orgasm in a memorable workout at the gym.
I heard voices outside the shower room and knew there were women approaching. But, I couldn’t stop. I finger-fucked myself relentlessly and teased the button that awaited one final push. My eyes were closed against the rushing water from the shower, but when I heard the voices suddenly stop, I knew they must have been shocked when they saw this wanton slut fucking herself like a bitch in heat. I clamped my thumb down directly onto my swollen bud and bit the inside of my cheek to keep from screaming in ecstasy as I experienced yet another wave of wonderful spasms. They went on–and so did I with my fingers. At last I removed my hand, brought it to my lips, and sucked my juices from it. When I stepped aside and opened my eyes, I was staring at the two women.
They turned to leave, one with a dismissive exaggerated roll of eyes, the other with a wink, a smile and a comment over her shoulder, “Way to go girl!”
I blushed, then smiled, and managed to reply, “You should have seen the first two.”
From far down the hall I hear, “Oh, we did, we did.”
I was at first embarrassed at the thought that they had watched me sluttily seduce Dan into fucking me twice in the gym then fuck myself silly in the shower like an insatiable whore. But, I quickly realized that the warmth I felt wasn’t from embarrassment. In fact, I was utterly thrilled that my wanton behavior had an audience. As I thought to myself, ‘God, you are such a fucking slut,’ I felt myself grinning broadly.
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I slept through much of the long flight home to Florida the next day and thought very little about the events of the previous day—or their consequences. Only when I was finally back in my little beach place did I check my email and find one from Bruce: “Sorry we couldn’t spend more time together. I hope Dan proved to be an adequate Valentine’s Day present. Bruce”
I sighed contentedly, giggled a bit at his cleverness at finding me yesterday, and immediately replied: “Louie, I think this is the beginning of a beautiful friendship.”
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This is my first time writing at all so don’t know how I did helpful hints and constructive critisism would be apriciated and a warning to some this story does involve underaged individuals in it if your not the type to enjoy that kind of story leave now it’s not for you
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Hey I’m Evan and as a young man I have always thought about how it would be to have sex with each of the girls in my grade. I have thought about having sex with the short ones with small tits and tight, little asses. I have thought about having sex with the tall ones with larger tits and bigger, asses. I have thought about sex with the white, black and Asian. I have also thought what it would be like to have sex with some of my friends. I would jerk of all the time just thinking how it would feel to have that cock in my hand embedded into a young 9th grade pussy. The person who I thought about the most was Sarah.
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“Finally the last day of school,” said Evan.
“Yeah finally,” asked Sarah.
RING
The two packed up their tests into their bags and departed from the room. They walked down the hallway side by side excited about the upcoming weekend.
“What are you doing this weekend?” asked Sarah.
“Uh well nothing, you?”
“I’m just going to the movies on tonight with some friends, you in?”
“Sure I’ll see you then, give me info on bus.”
“Okay.”
They continued walking down the hallways until they walked out of the front doors of the high school. The sunlight made Sarah’s straight, orange hair glisten. The two of them strolled down the sidewalk until they saw bus 33.
“After you,” said Evan letting her walk on the bus first.
Sarah let out a cute little giggle as she stepped onto the bus. Evan saw her round ass sway side to side as they walked down the narrow corridor until they saw an empty brown seat. They sat down and started listening to Sarah’s Ipod. Halfway through the ride Evan looked over at Sarah. She turned to face him and he saw her beautiful pale face bordered by her brilliantly orange hair and her deep, blue eyes made Evan’s heart melt. The sunlight seemed to hit her perfectly and made her look more beautiful than ever.
“So what is happening at the movies?” asked Evan.
“Well you can meet us in front of the theater,” said Sarah.
The remaining bus ride went the same as the first half until it was there stop. They walked off the bus and down the sidewalk. Evan’s house was 4 houses down from Sarah so Sarah turned into her driveway.
“See ya Ev,” said Sarah.
“Later Sweet Sarah,” said Evan.
The remaining walk home Evan’s cock started to rise. He thought of pounding her sweet pussy while grabbing hold of those supple ass cheeks. He thought about licking her pussy juices and sucking on those developing tits. He thought about how it would feel for his manhood to be shoved to the hilt in Sarah’s mouth. He thought of just him and her being boyfriend and girlfriend and just how it would feel to just kiss her one time.
Evan thought of their friendship as he walked through his front door. He thought of how beautiful she looked even in 4th grade when he moved here. He thought of how she has developed of the time they have known each other into the beautiful young women she was right now.
Evan slipped off his backpack and went into his room. He got onto the computer and went into his folder. He went to the Sarah section and got out his cock. He looked at pictures of Sarah by herself jumping into his pool with just a skimpy bikini covering her.
He saw pictures of them lying on the beach and of her on different Halloweens. The one year she was a sexy little Nurse. She wore a tiara and tight white dress that barely went past her round ass and you could see part of her panties showing. Looking at these pictures Evan now had his hand stroking his hard cock. He pumped up and down the shaft making his balls bounce. He looked at more pictures of Sarah and he felt his balls clench with the feelings of an organsm building up until he could take it no more. His cock sent out 6 large shots of cum before dribbling down his cock head. He cleaned off the computer screen and his stomach with his dick still half hard with thoughts of Sarah.
Meanwhile Sarah had been busy herself. She wanted to go out with Evan so bad, but she didn’t know how to ask him and she just wanted him to ask. She loved Evan so much; he treated her with respect unlike most of the boys who would grab her ass and tits all the time. She wanted Evan to be hers and no one else’s. Her nipples were jutting off her rather large tits and making indents through her tight shirt. Her pussy started to get wet and she felt her hand going under her short skirt and around her thong. She felt electricity run through her as her fingers came in contact with her pussy lips. She lay on her bed and soon her thong was around her ankles and her shirt and bra were off. She lay there with one hand massaging her tits and another working the rather large dildo in and out of her young slit. She moaned and panted wishing that that hard dildo in her cunt were Evan’s manhood pounding her for all she was worth. She pulled one of her tits to her mouth and started to suck on the nipple wishing it were Evan sucking it. The pussy that was now running juices like crazy was starting to prepare for the organsm. She screamed out as her organsm hit her like a wall. The pussy juice flowed freely out all over the large purple dildo. After she was finished she licked the dildo clean and went to get something to eat.
The time was approaching for the movies. Sarah was trying to find the perfect outfit to wear while Evan brushed his teeth. Then both had their mother take them.
“So who is going?” asked Evan’s mom.
“Well Sarah and some other people,” said Evan.
“Oh that Sarah is such a little cutie with don’t you just go out with her?” asked Evan’s mom.
Feeling awkward Evan just answered with an ‘I don’t know’ and then listened to his Ipod.
Meanwhile…
“Who’s going tonight?” asked Sarah’s mom.
“Evan and some other people,” said Sarah.
“Oh Evan is such a nice guy and a hot one at that why aren’t you going out with him?” said Sarah’s mom.
“Mom I don’t know,” said Sarah feeling a bit creeped out by her mom calling her best friend ‘hot’.
They both arrived at the theater around the same time and met up with the group. They decided to watch a horror flick and so they got their tickets and snacks and sat to watch the opening previews. The movie started and already all of the people in the group where locking lips. Only Evan and Sarah were watching the movie even though it was hard to concentrate with the entire group making out around them. As the movie progressed it got scarier and soon Sarah grabbed hold of Evan’s hand. Evan didn’t know what happened, but felt extremely happy as he looked over and saw Sarah’s soft hand entwined in his.
The guys around him were now feeling up their partners and Evan even saw one girl with no bra on had her tits exposed as the guys sucked on them. The tits were of the biggest in the school and he knew exactly who it was. He had fantasized about her many times and even had a Melinda folder. She was Sarah’s best friend with blonde hair and her tits were at least a D-cup and her areolas were the color of bubble gum. The huge tits made her look chubby because of her small frame and her ass was big and full.
Evan then looked over at Sarah and Sarah looked at Evan. Evan looked into Sarah’s deep blue eyes and Sarah looked into Evan’s brown ones. They both knew it was now or never so they both leaned in. All the built up emotion, lust and love came out in that one kiss as their lips met and tongues penetrated and electricity ran through both bodies as though they both got the electric chair. They both didn’t know how this would affect their upcoming lives, but they both knew that this was an amazing sensation that they never wanted to end.
The two sets of lips broke off from one another and nothing happened the rest of the movie, but holding hands. The movie ended and the lights came back on and Melinda hurried to get her bra and shirt back on, but everyone already saw the beautiful tits. Evan and Sarah didn’t pay attention to any of the people around them as they joked about the two going out. They didn’t pay attention because they knew they were going out and nothing else mattered right now except for the hands that were intertwined…
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Evan walked out of his house the next morning and went down 4 houses. He knocked on the door and waited until he heard footsteps from inside. The door opened and there stood his girlfriend with her orange hair pulled to one side covering her one eye.
“Hey baby,” said Evan.
“Hi boyfriend,” said Sarah.
Evan had always wanted to go out with her and he always wanted to hear her call him her boyfriend. Sarah had always wanted to say that to Evan knowing that now he was hers and only hers. They walked around the block all the while holding hands.
“How’s it going?” asked Evan.
“Just was going to ask if you wanted to go to the mall tonight,” said Sarah.
“Sure I’ll have my mom pick you up,” said Evan.
“Okay,” said Sarah.
The rest of the walk they just talked and walked, but at Sarah’s house before she went into her house she pressed her tits against him as she leaned in and kissed Evan.
“See ya,” said Sarah.
The rest of the day was usual with Evan doing his homework. At 7:30 he told his mom him and Sarah were going to the mall. Evan’s mom picked up Sarah and drove them to the mall.
“I’m going to a friend’s birthday party so you should get a ride from Sarah’s mother is that all right Sarah?” asked Evan’s mom.
“Oh yeah that is fine Mrs. Thompson,” said Sarah.
“Mom I just wanted to know if Sarah could stay the night,” said Evan.
“Sure,” said Evan’s mom.
Evan’s mother drove away and Evan and Sarah walked into the mall hand in hand. They bought clothes and other stuff and they ate some snacks. At one point when Sarah was trying on clothes she walked out of the dressing room in just her bra and thong and when she turned around Evan watched her bare ass sway and it caused his cock to twitch. Sarah called home and told her mom to pick them up and take them to Evan’s house. Sarah’s mother took them to Evan’s house.
“Mom I’m going to stay the night okay,” said Sarah.
“Did your mom say it was all right?” asked Sarah’s mom.
“Yeah she said it was fine,” said Evan.
They got dropped off and walked inside. They both collapsed onto the living room couch while Evan clicked the ‘POWER’ to turn on the television.
“So what do you want to watch?” asked Evan.
“Just go to that movie,” said Sarah as they looked through the channels.
Sarah cuddled up next to Evan as they settled in for the movie. The movie an R rated movie for blood, gore and sexual content. They watched and then the sexual content came in when the main character fucked a woman that he loved. Evan couldn’t help, but become horny at the big boobed blonde. Sarah couldn’t help it as her pussy became extremely hot as she watched the large, veiny cock with huge balls.
“You like what you see?” joked Sarah.
“Hell yeah more than you just kidding,” said Evan.
“Really she is better than this?” said Sarah as she removed her top and bra letting her firm C-cup tits fall out.
“Maybe let me check,” said Evan as he stood up and kissed her. His hands grabbed the pale globes and started to massage the two pink nipples with his thumbs. Sarah moaned into his mouth as she felt his hands massage her tits.
Evan let go of the lip lock and went down and sucked her nipples. Sarah loved the way it felt when Evan’s tongue rolled over each of the nipples. He then went down and licked her navel before massaging her thighs. He lifted her short skirt up and then pulled down the thong.
He slowly ran his finger around the shaved pussy before shoving a single finger into her sopping wet slit. He slipped in a second and then a third finger and continued his finger assault. He pulled out his fingers and licked them clean of the sweet pussy juice before bending in to smell her scent. He stuck out his tongue and slowly licked the lips of her pussy.
“Oh yeah Evan keep working that tongue of yours,” screamed Sarah becoming extremely hot.
Evan then penetrated her shaved pussy lips with his hot tongue. He slipped it in farther until it hit a wall. Evan knew it was her hymen and continued to tongue fuck her being careful not to break it. He licked all around the inside of her pussy and Sarah’s juices tasted wonderful.
“Uh uhnnn Evan uh keep going I’m uh cumming,” said Sarah as her juices flowed freely. The juices splashed all over Evan’s face and her thighs. Evan licked all of his girlfriend’s juices before he looked up at her face.
“Thank you so much Ev,” said Sarah, “I needed that.”
“Well how about my turn?” asked Evan.
Evan removed his shirt and his pants leaving him just with a tent in his boxers. Sarah ran her soft hands over Evan’s chest and stomach. She slowly went down and felt his hard cock through his boxers.
“Uhm big boy,” said Sarah.
She slowly pulled down the boxers as the cock sprung free. The cock was nothing special just a normal sized penis with a patch of hair at the end. Sarah started to stroke the penis and played with the balls. A small bead of precum came out and Sarah slowly engulfed the cock.
“Uhn yeah suck that cock,” said Evan.
Sarah worked her mouth over the hot, young prick and she looked up at Evan causing his heart to melt. She continued to work on it until finally Evan could take it no longer and his cock twitched in her mouth.
“Sarah watch uh out here it uh comes,” said Evan. His cock pumped out a large amount of hot, sticky cum down Sarah’s throat as the cock was shoved in to the hilt. Sarah couldn’t swallow all the cum even though she loved the taste. Cum dripped out of the corner of her mouth and down her chin. Evan went limp and looked at Sarah with his cum on her chin. Sarah continued to swallow the cum and not before long the cock was back alive.
“So big boy you wanna get our virginities gone together?” asked Sarah.
“I don’t have a condom,” said Evan.
“Don’t worry my mother put my on the pill as soon as I had my first period. She says never can be too safe,” said Sarah.
“Well let’s do it then little whore,” said Evan.
Sarah lay back on the couch and Evan got between her legs and held the cock at her pussy entrance. He slowly pushed his cock into the pussy. His head slipped in and she let out a moan. He pushed his cock in until he felt resistance.
“You want me to go?” asked Evan.
“Go stud,” said Sarah.
Evan pushed through it and sat still with his cock in to the hilt. A tear rolled down her cheek and Evan leaned in and kissed it off. She said it was okay to go and so Evan slowly pumped in and out. He slowly picked up his pace until his cock was a blur. Evan loved watching Sarah’s tits bounce as he pounded her virgin pussy. Sarah came 3 times as Evan fucked the sweet little pussy. Sarah thought her pussy was extremely full and Evan felt his cock being squeezed. He couldn’t take it anymore and he felt his balls let loose as his cum flew into the tight little pussy. Feeling the cum made her cum again.
“Uh that was amazing,” said Evan.
“Yeah it was,” said Sarah.
Sarah put back of her bran and thong and Evan put on his boxers. Sarah was exhausted and fell asleep. Evan feeling her breathing soften knew she was asleep.
“Goodnight sweet Sarah,” whispered Evan in her ear, “I’ll see you tomorrow.” And with that Evan fell into sleep too…
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My names Peter and I am a sissy.
His wife left him and when his daughter grew up he could not resist her