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Seeing Matt’s Stars: Part 3

Aaaand part 3.I’m getting close to the end of what I have written, so wish me luck on keeping going with more. For those who aren’t familiar with my work, it will be several parts before anything sexual happens. If that’s not for you, feel free to stop reading now; I won’t be offended. For everyone else, I look forward to hearing your thoughts and comments on the story. Hope you enjoy! -SS

Foster care 3 – extended family???

This is the third chapter in my foster care series. Hopefully the story is continuing to develop for you and you are enjoying it. If you have not yet read “A new home” and “Girls day out spa day” you may want to read them first.

Just A Day At the Beach

I had written this story beforehand but deleted it as I didn’t like the format, the character’s name, nor the way it was told. This is merely a retelling of how Kristina learned to become and enjoy being a cumslut….
“It’s such a beautiful day out, glad I’m going to the beach” thought Kristina as she drove her old beater to her favorite beach on her only day off of the week. She had been working six days in a row for the past two years and Sundays were her only reprieve from her lowly fast food employment. She had gotten up extra early that morning to beat the throngs of people who were sure to show up that day and had headed out before the sun was up. She had brought along a cooler filled with goodies (mainly beer) but a few snack items and things of that nature as well to keep her content with the day. She pulled into the parking lot of the beach and grabbed her cooler, blanket, and beach bag and walked to her favorite spot.
Finally settled in to where she would be staying Kristina headed to the changing rooms to put on her bikini, had she worn it while driving she definitely would’ve turned some heads in traffic. The little number was flashy, bright orange and pink tiger striping that was admittedly a bit too small for her. The top plunged down her chest making her 32b breasts look a little larger; it was secured around the back with a tie string and a loop which went around her neck. Her bottoms barely covered her sex showing off the tops of her hip bones as well as some of her lower stomach. They were secured to her petite figure with two tie strings on either side of her hips which Kristina fastened securely. She glanced at her body in the changing room mirror, at age 19 she was only 5 foot 3 and at 105 lbs her taught stomach complemented her belly button ring that dangled so cutely in place.
She pulled her blonde hair back into a ponytail and leaned into the mirror to put in her septum piercing and gauges. Her dazzling orange green eyes showed bright against her light almond skin. All in all she was a very cute girl and with her bikini on the way it was she was sure to attract some attention from the guys that showed up today. Her secret weapon though, she thought to herself, would be her butt, even for a petite girl she had grown a well rounded ass it stuck out from behind her just enough to give her a little wobble and with her almost too small bottoms it was sure to pop out when she walked. Giving herself one more look over she put on her sunglasses, grabbed her beach bag, and headed back to her spot.
When she got back a few more people had arrived at the beach and were starting to pick out spots of their own. Kristina glanced around her, “no hotties yet” she thought with a frown “well it is still kind of early. Might as well get a buzz going” She opened up her cooler and grabbed a cold beer sipping it slowly and laying down upon her blanket Kristina enjoyed the coolness of the liquid contrasting with the warmth of the sun shining down upon her. She lay like that for a while drinking beer after beer slowly getting to that comfortable drunk she knew so well then she felt a shadow loom over her. “Oh god I hope it’s someone cute” she thought as she opened her eyes to reveal an older man standing in front of her grinning. “Hey there pretty girl! You looked kind of lonely here by yourself would you like some company?” Kristina scrutinized the man carefully he was old enough to be her grandfather, his hair had gone on his head and instead was now on her chest and back, he had clearly let himself go and had grown a pot belly. “Pervert” she thought “Uhmm no I’m fine here by myself just trying to enjoy this beautiful day we’re having” she said in her fake sweet voice, she had learned the trick from being hit on at work.
“Alright my dear well my friends and I are just about to begin grilling some food if you’re hungry later” he point in the direction of four similarly older men who were standing around, beers in hand, ogling the females that passed by. “Oh I’ll be fine I brought some snacks for later on” she hoped this conversation would end soon; she could feel the old man undressing her with his eyes. The man gave her a quick smile and a glance and walked back towards his friends, Kristina breathed a heavy sigh of relief. “Dirty pervert! He wants me to come with him and let him and his friends eye rape me for the day, yeah that’s exactly what how I want to spend my day off.” Eventually Kristina calmed down and went back to relaxing and drinking, after a few hours her stomach started to rumble. She propped herself up on one arm and searched her cooler for some snacks “I know I put them in here this morning” she said to herself “oh fuck. I left them on the countertop!” Kristina was now without food for the day and being her frugal self she only brought enough money for tolls both ways.
“How could I be so stupid?” she said plopping back down on her beach towel “now I’m literally going to starve.” Just then the smell of grilled meat wafted to her nostrils and she looked over to the group of old men standing around a charcoal grill making hamburgers. Kristina’s mouth watered, she was so unbearably hungry and the alcohol in her system was clouding her judgment. “Maybe they won’t be so bad, after all its not like they’re going to try to fuck me right here on the beach.” She picked herself up and walked over to them in a slow saunter, she wanted to be as alluring as possible so they wouldn’t even fathom of saying no to her request for food. “Hey guys whatever you’re cooking over here smells great!” The old man who had previously talked to Kristina turned to her “it’s a secret recipe of mine from my grandfather; he came over from Germany and brought his knowledge of ground beef with him. Would you like a burger miss?” “Kristina” she said sticking out her hand, “and yes I’m starved.” “Well Kristina, I’m Mark and you are welcome to enjoy as much as you can eat although by the looks of you it’s not much”
Kristina grinned “actually I eat a ton I just have a high metabolism to keep my figure” she did a twirl for all the guys. They all grabbed food and sat down in a circle around the cooler that Mark and his friends had brought. One of them reached over to it and grabbed a beer offering it to Kristina and then asking if anyone else wanted one. As they ate Kristina was introduced to each of the guys around her, there was Tony a big Italian guy with hairy arms and a gut. Roger who was a tall lanky fellow, with a big nose and thin alien like fingers. Phil and Andrew were almost the same both of them were stocky, portly guys with big bushy eyebrows. Kristina shook each of their hands and soon began getting into conversation with the whole group. She had guessed right about Mark being old enough to be her grand father, everyone in the group was at least 60 years old if not older but they were all nice and funny so she didn’t mind hanging around them. As the time wore on and the sun was going down Tony reached into the cooler and pulled out a bottle of whiskey, he poured everyone a shot offered cheers and everyone drank up. This happened until the bottle was almost two thirds gone, Kristina was thankful, her head was swimming and she felt that it might be better to sleep in her car overnight than try driving this drunk.
“So Kristina where are you staying for the night?” said Mark noticing she was rather drunk. “Oh I actually have to get to work tomorrow so I’m going to have to drive home later when I sober up” “Ah. You know I’m surprised at how well you handled that whiskey, from someone your weight I’d suspect you were a lightweight” Kristina laughed “I’m actually really good at handling my alcohol. I’m good at handling a lot of things” she winked at Mark. “Like what my dear” he said his interest peaked at the girl’s innuendo. “Well I’ve noticed all of you staring at my chest today and I can read your thoughts about what you’d want to do to me you old pervs. But if I’m going to show you what I’m talking about we need a bit more privacy”
Kristina was actually getting turned on thinking about what she was going to do with these old men. The booze had gone straight to her brain and had mixed with the knowledge she had of what she knew these guys wanted to do with her. For her it was going to be dirty and depraved, they were all at least three times her age and that turned her on the more she thought about it.
“I know just the place” said Mark as he and the rest of the men stood up packing their things “follow me Kristina.” Off they went with Mark and Kristina arm in arm while the other men carried their things back to their camper. “Where are they going?” asked Kristina who suddenly realized she was alone with Mark. “Oh they’ll be right back my dear just dropping off our things in our camper.” They entered the shower building together and Mark quickly inspected the place to make sure it was empty of other people. Kristina watched the old man with hungry eyes as she thought more and more of how she was going to give these guys everything they wanted. In secret she had always wanted to be used by someone older than her, this was her golden opportunity as she had five old men all wanting to make her their cum dumpster.
A few minutes later the other four came into the bathhouse and locked the door behind them; it was going to ensure no one interrupted their private moment. Kristina beckoned them over to her as she grabbed a towel from the rack and placed it on the ground, kneeling down she motioned for the guys to form a circle around her. “Now,” she said “I can show you what I was talking about. Who wants to be the first to make me their little cum target?” Mark stepped up to her, placing his cock on her lips she slowly brought him into her mouth. Her tongue swirled around his stiff member as she took his whole length into her mouth, her eyes locked with his as she bobbed her head up and down on him never ceasing to run her smooth tongue along the underside of his cock. “My god! She sucks like a pro” exclaimed Mark. Kristina moaned onto him as she reached both of her hands up to grab Phil’s and Andrew’s cocks as well, her tiny hands wrapped around each one and began jerking them at the same pace she was going with Mark. Tony had come up behind her and was nibbling her shoulder while running his rough hands across her stomach. His right hand ran its way into her bottoms and he began fingering her while his left found its way to her breasts. Kristina spread her legs wide so Tony could fit more of his fingers into her while she quickened the pace on Mark’s dick with her mouth. She deep throated him as her own horniness increased from Tony’s now two fingers assaulting her tight pussy.
“I wanna see these tits of yours before I bust a nut Kristina” said Mark as he placed his hands on either side of her head pulling her off him. Kristina frowned at Mark, she wanted to keep blowing him but she also thought of how sexy it’d be to keep blowing him topless. “Someone undress me” she said with a purr. Tony needed no further encouragement as he pulled the string on her top, it loosened and only held on due to the loop around her neck. Kristina momentarily released both the dicks in her grasp and lifted her arms above her head as Tony pulled the top off her and threw it across the bath house floor. Immediately Kristina began jerking both Phil and Andrew off while Mark grabbed her head and controlled her bobbing on his cock. Tony’s hands were now both occupied with the petite girl as his left hand groped her tiny breasts, her nipples had become erect from lust and Tony pinched and pulled on them. Again Kristina moaned onto the cock in her mouth, her loins were burning from the depravity of it all, she was a 19 year old girl, pretty, taught, and desirable kneeling in front of five balding, fat, old men who she was pleasuring. She had never felt so hot.
Mark felt his balls tighten as once more Kristina plunged his full length into her mouth and down her throat. He was amazed at how much she could take, her mouth wasn’t that big but what she lacked in oral cavity she made up for with absolutely zero gag reflex. He watched her throat expand each time she took him down to his balls, she’d stay there for almost a minute her tongue swirling against his sack, her esophagus contracting on his shaft, she was trying to milk him for everything he had and soon she’d get it. Kristina’s tongue ran across Mark’s sack and she felt his balls fully engorged, realizing what was going to occur she pulled her mouth off him and looked up at him. “Cum for me baby. I want you to enjoy yourself.” She tilted her head back as she opened her mouth sticking her tongue out and staring up at him with her pretty eyes. Mark jerked his cock a few times and began spurting cum onto Kristina’s tongue and into her mouth. She gathered all she could in her open mouth until it began dribbling over her lips and running down her chin. Mark aimed his cock towards her forehead as he shot three ropes across it. Finally spent he wiped his mushroom tip on Kristina’s cheek smearing the rest of his semen into her skin.
Kristina opened her mouth showing the guys how much she had caught in her mouth. Her tiny tongue swirled the milky liquid around coating all her taste buds, she gargled with the mixture making little bottles form and pop in the back of her throat until she swallowed the whole thing down in one big gulp. “Mmmm” she purred wiping cum from her forehead and licking her fingers “you practically tried to drown me Mark. Who wants to cum for me next?”
At this point Roger stepped in front of Kristina and wrapped his hand around her ponytail; driving his cock down her throat. Kristina was surprised at the intensity but it was nothing she couldn’t handle, especially in her hyper state of horniness. Roger throat fucked the tiny girl viciously; his control of her head meant he’d plunge her mouth down his shaft and leave her there to gag on it until she started tearing up. When he would finally let her up for air she’d be gasping and sputtering for it, strands of spit and precum would be left sticking to her lips. As soon as Roger felt that Kristina’s face was no longer flushed and she had regained her breathing he would bring her back down on his shaft, bobbing her head up and down while she continued to suck him.
Kristina loved it, her face was being used like a throat cunt, she had a dick in each of her hands, and she had two fingers wriggling, thrusting, and exploring her insides. Tony’s fingers were completely covered with Kristina’s juices, indeed, her whole legs were dripping with them; Tony pulled his fingers out from inside her and undid the strings on each side of her hips. He tossed the bottoms in the direction of her top and went back to finger fucking her tight honey hole. Kristina spasmed onto Tony’s fingers as her first orgasm flooded through her body, she gushed onto his hand and the floor while he continued his assault on her pussy. Had she not had Roger’s cock past her tonsils she would’ve merely told him to fuck her so instead she shook her ass at him hoping he would take the hint. “Oh shit guys I think she wants something more than just some fingers in her snatch” Tony said while he slowly pushed his index finger into her tight asshole.
Kristina winced in pain at the sudden intrusion into her ass, she had never experimented with it and never let any guy put his finger into it. Her sphincter contracted onto Tony’s finger by reflex, “God damn her ass is tight guys, I might want to get a piece of it later myself.” Kristina closed her eyes while Roger continued throat fucking her, “if he’s going to finger my ass I might as well just accept it happening and learn to like it” she thought “who knows? Maybe I just might end up liking something violating me up there?” Soon enough Kristina relaxed and the pain from her asshole receded; it was replaced instead by a small amount of pleasure in the feeling of having two fingers in her pussy and one in her ass. Her body’s natural response to the intrusion seceded and Tony slipped his middle finger into her ass as well; this sent Kristina into another orgasm as her whole body shook and shuddered.
“I’m going to cum soon Kristina.” said Andrew. “Yeah, me too. Your hands are working magic on my prick” said Phil. Roger released his grip on the petite girl’s ponytail and took his cock out of her mouth, it glistened with her spit under the fluorescent lights of the bath house; he retired to jerking his cock staring at the girl he had just made gag on his member. Andrew and Phil both placed their cocks near Kristina’s mouth while she sucked them both in furious fashion, she wanted to treat each guy to her blowjob prowess and up until now these two had just been getting jerked off by her. Her head would bob on one cock for two or three times and then she’d turn her head to the other side and do the same for the other. Her hands never stopped working either; if she was sucking them her hand was massaging their droopy sacks, if she wasn’t she had her hand around their base jerking it slowly. Soon she felt both of them edge and knew that they were going to finish in a matter of seconds; she tilted her head back again “You guys going to cum on my pretty young face?” she asked innocently. She opened her mouth open wide, sticking her tiny pink tongue out for them and closing her eyes “I want you guys to make me your old men cum dumpster, I know you’ve wanted to see me covered in your seed since you laid eyes on me. Give it to me.”
Andrew stepped up to Kristina’s face, his prick had grown purple with anticipation and soon it was going to release itself upon this precious young face. “Hnghhhh here it comes!” he said as his cock erupted rope after rope of thick sticky cum onto her face. His first couple of strands hit right across her face, splattering onto her nose and running into her right eye; Kristina blinked behind closed eyes as she felt the warm spunk running over her skin. Andrew repositioned his spurts towards Kristina’s mouth and soon began filling her tiny mouth up with his semen; she put her lips over the tip of his cock to ensure that none of it would shoot past her face and curled her tongue around the underside of his mushroom head to draw every last drop out. When he was finally spent she opened one eye and smiled at him, his cum had almost filled her mouth; while her forehead, nose, and eye had all gotten splashed as well. Kristina didn’t have time to swallow as Phil grabbed her head pushing his cock up against her lips and spurting his load inside her mouth. Kristina took as much as she could but couldn’t control it as it started spilling out down her chin onto her perky tits. Phil took his cock out of her mouth and shot three more ropes across her face; splashing her cheeks and running into her hair. His final two shots were aimed across her tits; he stood back and admired his work “you look so sexy covered in our old man goo”
Kristina swallowed all the cum she had collected in her mouth, it dripped down her throat with its stickiness and she felt it plop into her belly. She licked her lips; the salty tartness of cum was intoxicating she could feel it drying on her face and body, she could taste it still in her mouth and she was becoming more and more drunk by her lust to satisfy each of these perverts. The briny salty goo they had been expelling for her overwhelmed her senses, her hands ran across her taught young body as she scooped up every strand she could licking her hands and eyeing Roger “baby why don’t you come over here and give me that load you’ve been saving up? I know you’re dying to throat fuck my tight mouth again. Come here and let me help you out” Roger regained his position in front of Kristina’s mouth and once again began gagging the tiny girl on his shaft. Since her hands were free at the moment Kristina reached her right hand up and massaged his old sack while her left gently ran across his skinny frame, her nails gently grazed against his stomach while she looked up him with one eye closed from the dried cum.
Up until this point Tony had been relentlessly fingering Kristina in both her ass and pussy, his own cock was stiffened to diamond like proportions; Kristina’s attention had been to every other guy so far and he wondered when it would be his turn. “Roger you should hurry up, I’m starting to get blue balls over here watching everyone else use this little cum dumpster of ours.” Kristina’s thoughts snapped back to Tony “how could I forget Tony!” she thought to herself; she reached her hand behind her and grabbed his prick immediately jerking him. “Wow she’s really skilled at this huh?” said a surprised Tony who couldn’t believe this girl could be taking a dick down her throat, four fingers in two different holes, and still have the constitution to reach behind her blindly and stroke his cock. Kristina pulled him slightly closer towards her and pointed to her holes, she wanted him to fuck her and she wanted it now. “Haha I get the special treatment then!” Tony said excitedly as he grabbed her by the hips and positioned his cock right behind her.
With Tony in place Kristina turned her attention back to Roger who was still ramming his cock down her throat, she grabbed his free hand and placed it on her perky tits hoping he’d pinch her nipples. Roger grabbed the girl’s boob rubbing his hand all over the petite girl’s modest bosom, her boobs were soft and perky still from being so young; it was her nipples though that turned him on the most. They were standing firm at attention from being so horny he couldn’t help but pinch and pull on them with zeal, feeling like a 15 year old again feeling up his first pair. Just then Kristina felt a sharp stabbing in her ass as Tony began pushing his rock hard member into her virgin asshole. “Not what I meant when I pointed” Kristina thought to herself as she felt her ass slowly start to expand from Tony’s girth “god damn that hurts!” Her ass once again responded with contracting firmly onto Tony’s dick as, for the first time ever, a cock was being placed up in her tightest regions. “My god she’s so tight up here” Tony said “I need some lube for this one.” He pulled out of Kristina slowly, making sure not to hurt the girl too much spread her ass check with his big rough hands. Kristina’s asshole was still a bit stretched from his fingers and so he spat right into her pink star, spitting into it a few more times he replaced his cockhead and pushed in.
The spit lube had helped a bit as Tony was able to fit half of his cock into her before more resistance came from her sphincter. “Kristina you’ve gotta relax this butt of yours or else this is really going to hurt” he reached around her and began rubbing her clit to stimulate her body into relaxation. Kristina felt a warm sensation run through her body and it wasn’t long before she felt Tony’s full length inside her ass, he continued to rub her clit while pumping in and out of her tight rectum; his full girth stretching and expanding what used to be her tightest hole. Roger had placed his other free hand on the bottom of Kristina’s chin basically keeping her head in one place and fucking her mouth at his own free will “I’m gonna cum soon for you Kristina, you’re going to drown from my load!” Kristina liked the sound of that, in honesty her jaw was getting a bit sore and it had been about 15 minutes since her last taste of semen. Roger’s pumping became more and more frantic as he came closer to edging until he finally shoved his whole cock into her throat forcing his dick down into her esophagus and spurting his cum down her it directly. He pulled out as he continued to cum on her face; spurting rope after rope like a volcano across her forehead, chin, cheeks, lips, and nose; Kristina felt each warm spurt hit her face and held her mouth open in hopes Roger would give her some across her tongue. Soon she was rewarded as Roger shot the last four streams of his load onto her waiting tongue; he jerked what little was left into her mouth as she sat there drenched in his cum.
“You’re such a sexy little cum slut Kristina. Its like you crave cum from us you cum dumpster.” Kristina thought about this statement while she swallowed the bitter tartness Roger had given her; it was true in a sense, all this depravity had made her hotter and wetter than she had ever been. “I think you’re right Roger,” she said opening her one eye and looking back at him “every time you guys burst a load onto my pretty face it just makes me even hornier.” She looked back at Tony “sweetie you wanna finish in my little ass? I want to feel you shoot your cum straight up my tight hole. You wanna be the first guy to fuck and finish in my butt?” she gave him her sexiest “I am so innocent” look. Tony only grunted in response, his dick was pounding into this little 105lb girl and he didn’t want anything to distract him. His fingers had gone from rubbing her clit to fingering her with each stroke while his thumb rubbed her clit, his other hand reached around her and grabbed her by the stomach; pulling her fully back onto him he sat her on his lap while Kristina bounced on his cock. Running his hand from her stomach to her tits Tony began to feel his balls tighten, he knew that soon enough he’d blow his load and couldn’t wait to give it to her.
His hand reached her tits, scooping some drying cum off them and placed his fingers near her mouth; Kristina sucked them diligently her arms pulled back behind them both to stabilize her riding his cock. She moaned onto his fingers her tongue running along every bit of them pretending it was another cock she was sucking as she squeezed her ass muscles tight for Tony. Tony couldn’t take it any longer, was she was doing was too hot and soon he began shooting his load up into her ass. “Oh god its so warm inside me!” Kristina said grabbing Tony around the neck as she milked every last drop from his throbbing member. “Tony I can feel your cum coating the inside of my butt with every spurt. I think I’m gonna cum” As she said this she erupted in orgasm and spouted juices onto the floor; she sat on Tony’s cock until he had finished pumping his seed into her and then slowly pulled herself off laying on the towel and panting. “God you guys are amazing,” she said through haggard breathing “I’ve never been fucked and used like that before.”
Mark had regained his composure the quickest since he had been the first one done “Kristina you sure you’re going to make it to work tomorrow? It’s already kind of late and we do have a camper here for you to sleep in.” Kristina pondered this a moment; on one hand she had work, on the other she had five horny old men with a camper and still looked ready to give her more cum. “Yeahhh I think I’m gonna be sick tomorrow” she said with a laugh “besides I’m sure all of you are dying to fuck my throat again?” “Kind of,” Mark said “have you ever been gangbanged by five old men?” Kristina smiled “I’m sure by tomorrow I will have”

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sleeping seductions [part one]

the day started just like any other day for storm. she woke up around 9:00am, took her shower and went down stairs to cook breakfast for her husband before he left to go to work. storm had not woked since she and kevin had gotten married 4 months ago. she didnt mind staying at home. her day was filled up cleaning the house and getting dinner ready for when kevin got home so he could eat and she could get the house clean before everyone showed up. they alway had friends over at night. it was the same routine everyday. when every one got there the party began. kevin started rolling blunts while storm got the liquors and shot glasses out. only tonight would be like nothing she ever expected.
kevin arrived home from work around 6:oopm. he quickly ate his dinner so tha he would have plenty of time to get every thing ready for his big plans for tonight. as he though about what he and his friends had planned for his wife he couldnt believe he was actually about to do this. after he fininshed his food he kissed storm, told her was a wonderful meal she had cooked and told her he was jumping in the shower. after he went into the bedroom he shut the door and quietly locked it. he couldnt risk storm comming in there and maybe find out what he was doing. after waiting a few seconds to make sure she wasnt comming in, he went over to her nightstand and quietly opend the top drawer where storm kept all of her sleeping pill. she always kept a few different kind because of her anxiety problems and they always knocked her into another universe within 30 min. he grabed two of the strongest ones, a plastic wrapper of of a ciggarette pack and his drivers licence and headed into the bathroom. once inside he cleared of the bathroom counter and wiped it off with a dry towel. he took the pills and his drivers licence and carefully crushe the pills into a very fine powder and scraped them into the plastic wrapper. he placed ithe pouch into the pocket of the jeans he was going to wear, and got into the shower. storm had no idea.
everyone started to arrive around 7:30 pm. michael and jason were the first to show up and jerry soon fallowed. every one was there. time to get started. several hours had pasted and everyone was way past toasted. they had drank two whole bottles of liquor and smoked 4 blunts already. it was time to put his plan into action. storm always drank fuzzy navels. she was already on her third and feelin good. a few minutes later storm walked out of the room to go to the bathroom and kevin knew this was his chance. he quickley pulled the small pouch out of his pocket and emptied it into her freshly refield drink and stirred it up so it would disolve well. he bairly finnished putting the evidince away when storm walked back in the room. the first thing that she did was take a huge drink of her now drugged fuzzy navel. all of the guys in the room all looked at kevein smiling. there is no turning back now was the only thing that was going through kevins mind, now they just had to sit back and wait.
it wasnt long before storm had finished her drink and went into the kitchen to make another one. the guys all goofed around. playin the playstation and playin dice. about 45 min. after storm had finished her drink, she was sound asleep on the couch. now it was really time to get this party started. kevin got up and went over to the couch and shook storm to make sure she was really out. jason, kevins best friend, looked over at him and said “man are you sure you want to do this?” kevin looked at his beautiful sleeping wife thinking about what was about to happend and shook his head yes. he had been wanting to do this for a long time. just thinking about watching someone else fuck his wife gave him a hard on. he hated that he had to do it this way but he knew storm would never go for it willingly. michael, jerry, and jason got up and moved over to the couch to help kevin move her to the bedroom.
once they had her on the bed, kevin went to his car and grabed the black bag of goodies he had bought earlier at the porn store earlier that day. when he got back to the bedroom, he grabbed the ropes and handcuffs out of the bag and contiued to undress her and tied storm to the bed. after he had finished he looked at the guys and said “who’s first?” jerry waisted no time he quickely undressed revealling his rock hard 9 inch dick. it was somewhat bigger than kevins and he was a little jelouse like any man would be. jerry looked at storms beautiful body. she had long dark hair, perfect 34c breast whick were firm and percky with beautiful hard nipples, her long legs were perfect in every way. he leaned over and gently touched her slicky almond colored skin and she moved slighly. everyone in the room froze, but she gently rolled over and went fell back to sleep. jerry now was cupping her marvelous brest and kissing the gently michael took his clothes of and lowerd his head down to her freshly shaven pussy that was already dripping with her sweet juices. kevin wondered if maybe she was getting some peasure out of this or if she was away and knew what was happening this was going to be the most exciting night of his life……………………….

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It’s Garry’s PUSSY now

I’m an average guy, 6’1, 220 lbs, evenly built. Blond hair, Blue eyes, all man when you see me, but sometimes, sometimes I have a little secret on under my man clothes. I love to wear sexy, lace panties and thongs. The way they feel between my cheeks, rubbing against my tight hole gets me so hot. There is always a wet spot in the front where my pre cum is leaking from my uncut cock.

Brandy with four Doms and two Dogs

As a very active Sub I have a lot of needs from my Doms and below is the only time I was with not only 4 of them at once, but also had a new experience that pushed me to a new limit as to how far I would go to please a Dom.

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

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

The Adventures of Wicked Tim, part 1.

It was another day at work, which meant stealing glances at the new Hispanic girl, Kim.
Suddenly her eyes caught mine. I looked quickly to my monitor, cursing myself for staring so much. Last thing I wanted was for her to feel uncomfortable and report me or worse yet, quit.
I looked back at her as she turned around. Kim was short. She was probably around five foot two, and had a curvy one hundred and twenty pounds body that was nothing short of perfect. Absolutely sexy smile, in fact I believe Kim looked a lot like Gina Gershon when she smiled. Her breasts were average, and her hips exploded out to meet her hot curvy ass.
She was only twenty-one, thirteen years my junior. Hell, I liked younger women. Especially hot ass ones like her. Since I turned twenty-five, I’ve always been the classic dirty old man. I always stole glances at hot young women who paraded around my office. But it did not stop with the young, I liked all women. I had been with older women, and loved the pleasure they provided me as well. But as of now, my thoughts were centered on Kim.
It was a dead issue, really. My office was a meat market of young men, all which could give her some terrible, inexperienced sex. Hell, she would probably think their skills were amazing. After a few hours with her, I would have her curled up in the corner, mumbling incoherently. I’ve been there and done that, and have a certain skill set when it comes to sex that usually makes the women come back and want more. Once I had her, it would be all she wrote.
I once again snapped back to reality. What would a young, sexy woman like her see in an old man like me? I looked back at my spreadsheet and continued pecking away at the keyboard. “Data entry, my favorite part of the job,” I thought. Creating and filling in copious amounts of spreadsheets to keep the bosses happy. The only thing that kept me going lately was Kim’s sexy body swaying around the shop.
I headed home that night, thinking about numerous ways I could get her to see the type of person I was. Nothing I could come up with sounded like it would actually work, and some of the ideas I had would probably have landed me in jail.
As I walked in the house, I was greeted by my sister Nicole, who was sexily under-dressed. She was wearing a small pair of shorts, and a loose tank top that left very little to the imagination of her nice round tits. I immediately felt my cock twitch as she turned around and went back into the living room. I watched her ass as she walked away, as it slightly protruded from the bottom of the shorts, and then continued upstairs into my room. Nicole was a beautiful woman. Nicole is five foot six, one hundred and thirty pounds, with her brown hair dyed auburn. Possibly model material, I am not ashamed to say I have had some excellent thoughts about being with my own hot sister. But that was incest, and I was not willing to go there.
I flew out of my working outfit and stretched out naked on my bed, rubbing my cock and thinking about Kim. I instantly was rock hard, all the pent up desire in my body reflecting in my blood-gorged cock. I imagined her perfect mouth wrapped around my cock, bobbing up and down, her small hands milking my shaft, trying to get the cum out. Then I imagined her swinging her legs around over my head and nestling her bald pussy onto my mouth. That was enough to cause me to shoot ropes of semen over my stomach, with some even landing high on my chest.
I took my hand and scooped my cum into my mouth, something I always enjoyed when I was turned on. And I was really turned on. It tasted so good, so salty, I continued to find semen and place it in my mouth.
“Oh, my god!” Nicole was suddenly standing there in the doorway.
“Get out!” I thought I closed the door.
My my sister shot out the door. “Now I know why you don’t have a girlfriend,” she said from the hallway, “you’re gay!”
I quickly walked over and closed the door. I rested my arms on the door and put my forehead in my arms, “No, I’m not gay. Go away.” Shit, how do you explain that you are bisexual to your own sister?
“I saw that, and I am pretty sure straight men do not do that, Tim”
“And how would you know? Your barely 23,” then a thought crossed my mind,” Tell me you never tasted your pussy.”
“That’s different,” she said.
I opened the door and walked out into the hallway. “Oh, yeah? How?” I asked as she looked at my naked body.
“Go put some clothes on you faggot!” She yelled as she looked down at my still erect boner. “Why are you still hard?” she asked as she realized my member had not subsided.
I had to say something to get her to stop thinking I was gay, “Because I’m sitting here naked in front of a sexy woman! See, not gay!”
“You’re sick, then.”
“Then I am,” I grabbed my shaft and gave it a few strokes.
“Ewww,” Nicole turned and walked away. “Go do that in your room.”
Instead of going to my room, I went into the bathroom and took a nice hot shower. Under the hot water, I thought about how I was good enough to let my sister stay with me after her divorce. She never had a boyfriend since, and she was just going to continue to live with me because I did not charge her rent.
I suddenly thought I should not have stroked my cock in front of her in the hallway. I did not want things to be weird between us. After my shower, I wrapped up in a towel and went down to apologize to my sister.
I walked down the stairs and went to my sister’s room. He door was closed and as I approached it I heard something I did not expect to hear. I heard her crying. Did I hurt her feelings? I quickly opened the door,
“Hey sis…”
“OH MY GOD GET THE FUCK OUT!!!”
The next thing I saw will be plastered into my mind until the day I die. My sister, on her back with her head on her pillow, stark naked and thrusting a pink vibrator into her shaved snatch. I instantly froze up and continued to survey the situation.
She took the pink machine and hurled it at me, missing by a wide margin and shattering her dresser mirror. The sound of the glass shattering woke me from my trance and I bolted out of the room, unable to close the door because I had dropped my towel in the doorway on the way out. Still I tried to close the door, as if the towel was going to cut in half.
“Get the fuck out you freak!” Nicole came at me off the bed and suddenly she screamed in pain, “ARGGHH!! Fuck!” She fell to the ground.
I was still trying to close the door when I realized my sister had stepped in a piece of broken mirror, cutting her foot wide open. I quickly ran in the room, careful not to step on any large pieces of glass. I picked her up and took her out to the couch, her grimacing in pain.
I ran and grabbed the first aid kit from under the kitchen sink, and ran back to her on the couch. She tried to cover herself with her hands, because there was nothing nearby to cover herself with. The couch pillows were sown into the couch, and the nearest blanket was back in her room through the broken glass.
I quickly cleaned out the wound and wrapped it up in a bandage, all the while stealing glances at my sister’s breasts and naked legs. She was still in a lot of pain at this point, so I got up on the couch and held her in my arms. To my surprise she held me back, crying until she was too tired to cry. Her head was on my chest inside of my arm, and she looked as if she was looking down straight at my soft pecker. Once I realized that she could be looking, I felt the blood start to flow again.
“Doesn’t that thing ever calm down?” She whimpered, with a slight attempt at a giggle.
Amused that she was in fact looking at my growing member, I replied, “Yeah, it’s pretty sensitive.”
That is when my sister took her hand and pushed my dick down and laid her hand flat over me, holding me down. The sensation of her touching me made me jump.
“Calm down, I don’t want that thing poking me in the eye… shit… ow… that hurts so bad… do you think I need stitches?”
“No, I’m pretty sure you don’t.” We will check it soon. If it is still bleeding then I’ll run you to the E. R.”
I slid her over, got up, went up to my room and put on some pants, socks, and shoes, grabbed a blanket for Nicole. I covered her and went to clean up the broken mirror.
“Seven years bad luck, you know!” I shouted across the house.
“Ha. Ha. Shut up!”
I walked back into the living room after cleaning the mess, and Nicole was now watching TV, still naked under the blanket.
“I think it’s broke,” I held up her vibrator.
“I need a new one anyway,” Nicole said candidly, “I need to get one that feels more like a man.”
I was shocked by how forthcoming she was, “Okay, I’ll toss this out then.”
“I’m sorry.”
“No, I’m sorry, I did not mean to walk in on you, I thought you were crying.”
“I was about to cum.”
I felt my cock twitch in my pants. “Well, I am sorry.”
“You should be… you know that… well…, “she paused, “you were the one who got me all hot in the first place.”
I asked, “Is that right?” My cock was not thumping, no longer twitching. In short moments, my hard on was visible in my pants.
“Does it make you horny that I was masturbating thinking about you brother?” She pulled the blanket off exposing her naked body. I could see her far better than when in she was fucking herself in the bedroom. Her pussy was clean and smooth and parted slightly open with small lips folded outward. Her hole was wet and small.
My whole world started to shift… was I in a dream or was my hot sister wanting me? “Yes. Very.”
“Well, I still have not cum yet… could you help me?”
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Cousins Forever: A hot summers day

“Hey, hey, baby, when you walk that way, Watch your heartache drip, can’t keep away”
I don’t know how it happened, it just did. In the summer of my 17th year I had my first sexual experience with the girl of my dreams. The only problem was that she was my Cousin.
It was a hot summer’s day in the middle of July as I sat on my back deck slowly sipping on a beer I had snuck from my father’s beer fridge in the garage. No one was home but me. It had been like this every weekday since school had let out for the summer. Electing not to get a summer job I now spent most of my time drinking beer, jacking off, and swimming in our pool.
I was a good looking guy, tall and athletic, but for some reason I had never gotten around to having sex. Sure I had had girlfriends, but none of them for long enough to do anything other than make out and receive the occasional hand job. That was all fine and dandy up until recently, the occasional hand job, and the multiple jack-off sessions were just not doing it for me anymore. I needed something more real, more tangible.
I checked my watch, 5:15; my parents would be home from work soon. Deciding to take a quick dip in the pool before heading inside, I quickly gulped down the last few mouthfuls of Guinness, and dived into our in-ground pool. I resurfaced and swam to the other end. Jumping out I dried off, disposed of the empty beer bottle, and was just heading in the sliding patio door as I heard my mom’s corolla pull into the drive way. I quickly darted down the stairs to the solitude that was my basement bedroom. In the right corner was my bed, on the left a couch and TV, and on the far wall was my computer. It was a powerful machine; Intel quad core processor, 4 gigs of ram, the latest nvidia graphics card, and a spacious terabyte of hard drive to boot. The sad thing about it was, I only used the damned thing to watch porn, a waste of technology if I ever saw one.
After having a quick jack session to some bimbo getting banged by some guy with a big dick and a thin moustache, I cleaned up my mess and decided to watch a few sports highlights. I sat down on the cool leather couch and watched TSN until I was called up for supper.
Dinner was quiet as usual. Aside from the usual interrogative question from my mom or dad, I was able to eat my spaghetti in relative peace.
“What are your plans for tonight?” my mother asked as she scraped the last bit of sauce from her plate.
“I don’t know,” I replied through the last bite of my second helping. “Me and some of the guys might go and see a band down at the guild.” The guild was a local spot to see some pretty good local bands outside of bars, which my friends and I couldn’t get into due to the fact that we were minors.
“Well whatever you do don’t be out to late, you have to pick your cousin Jenna up at the airport tomorrow morning. She’s staying here for the next few weeks.”
“And you were going to tell me when.”
“I didn’t know she was coming until yesterday,” mom retorted. “Please try to be nice to her, maybe show her around.”
Well there goes my privacy for the next few weeks I thought as I put away my dishes in the dishwasher. I would be stuck chauffeuring my cousin around to different places like the mall, and the boardwalk. Jenna was a year younger than me and I hadn’t seen her since I was 6 at the last big reunion. She was from England, where my grandparents and mother were from. It was going to be an annoying few weeks.
“Fine,” I finally said reluctance.
“Thanks, dear,” my mom said as I ran down stairs to my room.
I set about getting ready for the show, slipping on a pair of jeans and a t-shirt. Spraying on my old spice body spray I headed out for the show still dreading the day to come.
The next morning I woke up and drove my shitty old Honda to the airport. Inside the lobby I waited for the plane to land. Sipping on a Pepsi I had bought from the vending machine, I held my sign that read “Jenna Smith” hoping it wouldn’t take too long for her to notice it. A steady stream of passengers filed through the doors marked “International- Port 2” I looked for any signs of a teenage girl, but it was mostly old people coming from England to the Maritimes for vacation.
I waited, and finally the last passenger to file through the door was a teenage girl indeed. My cock almost lurched at the sight. She had beautiful brown hair in a cute pony tail, piercing blue eyes searching lobby for my sign. She wore a tight “Rolling Stones” T-shirt over her well developed breasts. Her belly button was visible, pierced with a little metal stud. I continued to gaze at her letting my eyes slip down to her perfect waste line and hips. Her blue jeans conformed to her shapely hips and legs, giving a new meaning to the word sexy. Maybe these next few weeks wouldn’t be so bad after all I thought to myself as I watched her walk… towards me! My eyes darted up and I met her gaze, she had seen my sign and was hurrying towards me, backpack swung across her back. Had she seen me looking at her, I hope not it wouldn’t be a very good first impression especially for a cousin.
She reached me and put out her hand. “Hi, you must be John,” she said in a surprisingly sexy English accent, her luscious lips forming a smile on her pretty face.
“You must be Jenna,” I managed, still shocked at her appearance. Most of the females in the family, with the exception of my mother, were complete dogs. Jenna was clearly another of those exceptions.
“You like the Stones to?” she asked.
“Wha…”
“I saw you looking at my shirt,” she continued.
“Sure I do, I like mostly their mid-period stuff with Mick Taylor on guitar, you know “Sticky Fingers,” “Exile on Main St.” All that good stuff.”
“I know what you mean,” she replied. “Ron Wood just doesn’t do Mick T. any justice.”
“That’s what I always say, Mick T. is a better guitarist hands down,” I was glad that we had found a common ground with our musical tastes. If she weren’t my cousin I probably would have asked her out right there. “Anyways, we better get back to my house,” I continued.
“Okay,” she said turning towards the luggage pick up area
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I followed her over to the area determined to carry her luggage for her (who says chauvinism is dead.)I couldn’t help but steal a few glances at her amazingly sexy ass beneath her tight jeans. We waited for her luggage. When it came I picked it up and was amazed at the fact that it was just one relatively small suitcase.
“Are you sure you’re a girl,” I asked nodding at the bag in my hand.
She giggled. “I like to travel light,” she answered placing her hand on my shoulder for a second.
Her hand sent a jolt of tingling electricity through my body; somehow her just brushing her hand against my shoulder had excited me. I remembered back to junior high and the tingly feeling I used to get just holding a girls hand on the bus. This was something similar.
“What a piece of junk,” she had said at the sight of my rusty little Honda.
“She may not look like much but she’s got it where it counts kid,” I retorted, quoting one of my favourite movie characters. “She’ll make point five past light speed.”
She stared at me a smirk across her face. I was suddenly worried that I had weirded her out with my nerdy out lash.
“That’s okay. But let’s just say I’d like to avoid any imperial entanglements,” she said her smile widening until it finally burst out into a laugh.
We talked about music on the way home finding out that we both enjoyed a lot of the same music. She made a few sarcastic comments about my shitty little car, but I didn’t mind, I even laughed at them.
We even made plans to go down to the guild for the blues festival on Saturday. I popped “Zeppelin II” into the CD player and we listened to it as we chatted about alternate guitar tunings. She was perfect she was a rock and blues loving, guitar playing, Guinness drinking, incredibly hot chick. The only problem is that she was my cousin and I would probably have been condemned to hell for thinking the thoughts I was thinking about her. (If I was religious)
We continued to chat as I pulled into the driveway and turned off the car. Popping the trunk, I opened the door and went to retrieve her suitcase. Just outside the car I bent to tie a shoe lace that had gone loose. I could see her glancing and smiling at me in the cars mirror. I pretended that I hadn’t caught her. Picking her suitcase back up I started for the house with her following closely behind. Once inside, I showed her to the spare bedroom upstairs. Placing her suitcase on her bed for her I began to head out the door.
“Where are you going you douche,” she called.
I turned around surprised at her statement. “I thought you would want some time alone to unpack.”
“I could use some help.”
“Okay,” I replied, glad for the chance to spend more time with her. Spend more time with my COUSIN I thought to myself, emphasizing the word cousin. Why did the perfect girl for me have to be my cousin? A blood relative, I must be a pervert for thinking about her in this manner, but with an ass like that, and an amazing personality, who couldn’t. My cock lurched at the thought of her ass, luckily it was in a position that I could easily hide my erection if need be.
The unpacking went fairly smoothly. There just simply wasn’t a lot of stuff to unpack, a few pairs of jeans, a skirt, a few t-shirts, a couple of tank tops. It did get a little awkward when it came time to unpack her under garments. She giggled at the site of me neatly packing her panties in the dresser drawer. I smiled back; I could feel my cheeks turning a little red.
The remainder of the first week was pretty much the same. We got along really well and had a great time at the blues festival that Saturday. I had introduced her to my friends, who all took an immediate liking to her that I quickly warded off with a warning stair. Luckily they took it as a big brother type thing and didn’t see through my quiet desire for my cousin.
It wasn’t until the second week that she started flirting with me. Nothing big, the occasional ass-brush against me in the hall, her playfulness in the pool, her playful punches to my arm, and most prominent of all was the half coy smile on her face in all of our interactions. I’m not stupid, and can usually tell when a girl has the hots for me. And let me tell you, all feelings were mutual. She almost caught me masturbating twice, and I have a feeling that she knew I had been. The irony was that I was jacking-off pretending that she was the girl in the porn vids. I even started to look for girls that looked similar to her, but it was hard to find any that were even close to being that sexy. A considerably amount of sexual tension started to build up between us. It all boiled down on Friday of the second week.
It was afternoon and we were watching some action movie I hadn’t seen before. We sat on the couch in the family room together, we leaned against opposite arms, our feet just almost touching. Anyways, the film looked to be straight out of a nineteen eighties made for TV collection (The things you watch when you’re bored) and it was about some cop trying to solve some murder involving a hooker and two crime families. Things took a turn between us when it got to a sex scene in the movie; the cop was having gentle romantic sex with his sexy female partner.
Jenna began to rub her foot against mine, caressing it with her toes. The sex scene was becoming awkwardly long and it was making me a little horny too. Jenna continued to caress my foot with her toes, moving up to my ankle. I pretended to not notice as I continued to watch the movie. Was this more flirting, or was it something a little more. It sure felt like it. Was my cousin initiating something highly taboo? Part of me longed for it; the other part was reluctant to even think about it.
By now she was rubbing her foot up and down my bare leg, from my ankle to my knee and back down. Yep she was definitely getting at something. I finally turned and met her gaze. Her eyes looked as if she longed for attention, attention that for some reason only I could give. I extended my hand for her. She took it, and I pulled her closer. Wrapping my arm around her I gently caressed her bare shoulder and started to rub her stomach with my other hand. She smiled at me as I rubbed.
“I have a bad feeling about this,” I said, no longer shy of my nerdy side.
She giggled in response, as she rubbed my upper leg with her hand. “It’s okay baby,” she said coyly. “I won’t bite.”
I gazed into her piercing blue eyes; she abruptly closed them and leaned towards me expectantly. I did not disappoint, our lips met with the gentle passion of two lovers kissing for the first time. The kiss felt like an eternity on its own. My tongue rolled around hers as they danced together. If you want to know how to hold your breath for a record amount of time, all you have to do is kiss my cousin Jenna. When she finally but reluctantly released me letting my lower lip slide between her teeth, I realized that we were both sweating heavily and I was caressing her left breast. Her nipples were hard through her shirt, she wasn’t wearing a bra. She tugged at my shirt and I held up my arms for her to take it off. She pulled it off and turned her attention to my stomach and chest. She kissed my abs, working her way up with a trail of gentle kisses and licks to my nipples. Gently nibbling and licking them, she continued up until she met my lips in a more forceful kiss this time.
It was my turn to take her shirt off. She held her arms up as I slowly pulled the bottom of her tank top up. I watched intently as the fabric pulled away from her smooth skin. My cock stood at full attention as her average sized but shapely breasts bounced out of her top. They looked nice and firm, a trait I admired. Her eraser tip nipples were perfect extruding from her quarter sized areolas. Her shirt pulled away from her head, and I threw it to the floor. I began to massage both breasts. She let out a soft moan as my thumbs began to rub against her nipples. Once again our gaze met, and on her face was a look of pure ecstasy. I continued to knead her breasts until I could not take it anymore. I had to give those nipples a taste.
Getting on my knees in front of her, I began to rub her breasts once more. She moaned, a little more powerfully this time as I took her right nipple into my mouth. I sucked on it, flicking it with my tongue, enjoying the salty taste of her sweat. I continued to suck on her right breast, as I went back to massaging her left.
“That’s it babe,” she said, running her fingers through my hair. “Suck on my tits.”
I shifted positions, now sucking her left nipple, and rubbing the small of her back. I reluctantly decided that that had been enough and left a trail of gentle kisses and licks up to her neck until I reached her mouth.
Locked in a passionate kiss once again, she began to rub my stiff cock through my shorts. I was in heaven. The feeling of her feminine hand, considerably smaller than mine was incredible. A jolt of sexual energy shot through my body at her touch, and it was my turn to moan. Still locked in a kiss, I placed my hands firmly under her jean covered ass and stood up, lifting her with me. Turning around, I sat back on the couch.
Now in a straddle position, she began to rub my chest, stomach, and more importantly she continued to pay some much needed attention to the stiff member beneath my shorts. I continued to rub my hands against her smooth soft skin, this time electing to rub the small of her back. Occasionally I would slip my hands down into her jean pockets and massage her soft but cheeks, enjoying the feeling of her warm and sweaty skin. Releasing my mouth from hers, she leaned forward her breasts rubbing against my chest. She turned her attention to my ear, taking it between her teeth and nibbling on it. Man this was great. It was her next remark that I would remember my whole life. From now on, every time I would think of these words, my cock would lurch to attention from the pure taboo pleasure they made me feel.
“Cousin John want his cock sucked?” she asked, a stifling sound to her voice. Just those words alone sent shivers down my spine. This was so inconceivably wrong, but it felt so right. For those few seconds we were both there, living in the moment. Nothing else existed, just us and our cousinly lust. Somehow I had justified the kissing and rubbing as just plain old fun experimentation, happens all the time I thought, thinking of the stories you here about cousins down in the more southern areas of the US. I didn’t know how my mind could justify what was about to happen. My conscience, and my cock, were always in a constant battle. A battle my conscience rarely one, and this time was no exception.
“Yes,” I finally responded. “Please, I need your lips wrapped around it.”
Kneeling down in front of me, she smiled as she tugged at my shorts. I lifted myself up a bit allowing her to pull them off with ease. She had pulled my shorts and boxers off in the same pull and as a result my rock hard 7-incher sprang out, finally released from its prison. I gazed at her pretty face as she smiled and took it in her hand, slowly examining it as if she were an art critic, judging a sculpture. Her sultry grin grew, and she started to stroke up and down my long member. It felt so good, so much better than any of the other girls that had jacked me, and certainly better than I had ever done for myself. “That’s it sexy, stroke my cock,” I sighed.
“You like that?” she asked licking her lips.
I nodded.
“You’ll like this even more.”
My head rolled back as she took my cock into her steamy mouth, bathing it in her warm saliva. I moaned as her tongue flicked across my head, playing with my little pee slit. Releasing her little pony tail, I watched as her gorgeous shoulder length brown hair fell. I began to run my fingers through it, enjoying the soft feeling of her long strands. She continued to bob up and down on my cock, her tongue running back and forth as she did so. Occasionally she would let my cock out of her mouth with a glorious pop, and give my saliva slickened cock a few long strokes before going back to the sucking. At one point she held cock at the tip and licked slowly from the base up, taking it back into her mouth at the top. My balls stirred as if they were a highly efficient factory, preparing a batch of its most revered product for shipment. I would cum soon. Perhaps sensing that I was close to blowing my load, Jenna quickened her pace, allowing more of my cock to enter her mouth. Pretty soon, it was pushing at the entry way to her throat. With the finesse of a pro, she finally took me all in. Gagging a bit, she released me, only to plunge back down pressing her nose against my pubes. She released once again, this time returning to the gentle bobbing motion she had started with. I felt her fingers caressing my scrodum, this was too much. My cum sprayed into her mouth, several powerful streams of my nectar, one after the other, filling her to the brink. To my delight she swallowed the whole load.
Grinning she stood up and removed her tight jeans. Man she had a sexy waistline. She stood there topless, a black lace thong covering my prize. I stood up and playfully pushed her on to the couch. She willingly fell down, closing her legs. I grinned. Kneeling down before her, I spread her legs, marvelling at her glorious inner thighs. I kissed them, starting with the right, from her knee to just to the right of her pussy lips. A sweet pungent aroma filled my nostrils as I switched to her left thigh. It was intoxicating. I pulled her little panties off throwing them to the side.
Her pussy was beautiful; to perfect sized lips surrounding a little opening that looked way to small for a cock. A thin strip of pubic hair trailed down to point at it welcomingly. Her pussy was sopping wet, that much was clear. I probably could have plunged my cock in without any trouble. I wanted a taste anyway. Gently licking her in the area surrounding her beautifully shaped lips, I teased her growing closer to my target with each passing lick. She squirmed, moaning as I teased her. I could feel her arching, trying to make her pussy meet my tongue, but I wouldn’t let it. I continued to lick her soft skin when finally I gave her slit a lick. She shuttered at the feel of my tongue. I looked up, she was biting her bottom lip, and her eyes were squinting in pleasure. I loved it, I had never pleasured a girl like this before and was surprised at the pleasure it gave me to watch her expressions of ecstasy. Taking a pussy lip into my mouth, I sucked on it and let it pop out. Repeating the same to the other, I started to lick her slit up and down, never quite touching her clitoris. I could feel her vibrating under my tongue, and hear her moans of pleasure as I ate her out. Finally I started to lick her clit, flicking it with my tongue. Two of my fingers began to slide in and out of her pussy, her juices flowing freely. “Have you ever had a cock in your pussy?” I asked, my turn to play with her feelings of taboo.
“No,” she said. “But I’m on birth control, so it’s okay.”
“You want my cock Cousin Jenna?”
“Yes John, Fuck me, Fuck me now!” she called through her pleasure.
Placing her legs on my shoulders, I let her guide my stiff cock in with her hand. The feeling was incredible, warm, tight, and moist. It was everything I had imagined it and more. Slowly I began to push back and forth, going a little further with each gentle thrust. Pretty soon I met some resistance. Pulling back I watched her wince in anticipation. With one quick thrust I forced my cock through her cherry and buried it to the hilt. She screamed in pain, but it soon died down giving way to the pleasure she was feeling.
I began to thrust again, in and out, slowly at first but my pace quickened with each push. We both began to pant and moan heavily. The amount of sweat pouring off of our body was immense. We gazed at each other’s eyes as I began to plunge in and out with great force abandoning all attempts to be gentle. She screamed with pleasure as she shuttered into an orgasm of epic proportions, soaking my cock and balls in her silky juices. This set me off. I drained my factory, pumping my thick steamy cum into her tight love hole. With a final moan of delight, we pulled from each other. Snuggling our naked bodies together, we fell asleep in each other’s arms, a satisfied smile on our faces.
To be continued in… “Cousins Forever: The chill of winter’s day”

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Mystress Patience Assail (Part One)

Mystress Patience Assail
Many have asked about my history. Many are intrigued to know the secrets I keep behind my cold, dead, grey eyes. Though, when I uncover those hidden portals… when I begin to speak of them, most who have longed to know… usually back away with disgust, unable to speak. Then, they run, quickly, and as far away from me as they can get. Though I get much pleasure in watching the horror bubble up in their eyes, I take much precaution to keep my past, the life… and the unlife… I have lived just as hidden as the Kindred keep their masquerade. My own sire doesn’t even know much of my life before him…. and my unlife after him. The nature of which I have lived it… survived it. However, I suppose, one cannot deny one’s own nature. The way they were born to be. The way they were… breed… to be. My name was not “Patience” at the time. That is a stage name I have picked up through the years. Even I forget my last name. My “sir” name. I do know my first was Dominique.
Though, here you sit, asking me to reveal all of my secrets to yet another. You, to be exact. Are you sure? Are you sure you are willing to travel the deep, dark, and sometimes vile path known as my past? Even though some parts may disgust you? Turn your stomach? Make you not like me? Can you handle it?
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I was born into a wealthy family in the year 1705 in a land that is now called Germany. Well, It was more like I was bread into it. Both of my parents had been breed to be a perfect a human beings as possible. Physically and mentally that is. They were both part of a new, secret, underground society trying to raise Germany above all. This was a society where certain women were chosen to give birth to the next few perfect generations. Generations that would make Germany the strongest power in the world. Well, anyway, that was what they thought would happen anyway. My mother was one such woman.
My father was a soldier who could weald a sword like it were nothing more than a twig. No man stood in his way when he was on the battle field. He stood to a good 6 feet 5 inches. Crowds parted like the red sea when my father walked the streets. He was not the father of my brothers. They all had separate fathers. It was the society’s way of keeping the line pure.
My mother was a perfect lady. Trained in all the proper ways of society…. as well as all the proper ways in the bed. She stood 5 feet 11 inches. Her hair, blond, eyes blue, and a body that was the German perfection of woman. Breasts large, supple, and round, hips swollen from many childbirths. She had been doing so since she was 14 years old. People adored her for what she was. She was treated as if she were royalty because she was doing what she was breed to do. To give birth to more German perfect human beings. She was paid amounts beyond fathom for every son. Sons who would one day be well trained soldiers like their fathers.
Then, there was me. A daughter. Different from all because of my red hair, but stronger than them as well. Which made me the ideal woman. My mother was moved into a large house fit for a queen after she had me. This was because when a breeding woman gives birth to a girl, she has now made it possible for the next generation to also go on breeding. My father was given a hire place in the army for siring a perfect breeder.
And so, my mother’s destiny, was now my own. I was raised knowing full well, what I was brought onto this planet for and was honed with the knowledge of intriguing men, alluring them…. the proper bedroom etiquette, as well as being taught the ways of society. I was taught to be a lady in public, yet know how to make every man happy that would come to my bed. All of this I learned before I even saw a naked man. I was to be put up for breeding after my first period. I both anticipated that day, and I dreaded it with every nerve in my body. Though I had been trained and studied to be the perfect mate, I had no knowledge of what it would really entail.
In secret, my father also taught me things. He taught me how to fight. Defend myself. How to weald a sword. Crack a whip. Ride a horse. He taught me things my mother would have had a fit if she’d known. These were things a breeding woman… girl… was to never know. The society did not like a breeder to be able to push her mates away. My father taught me a few other things that even he was not aware of. I would notice his hands lingering a little longer on certain parts of my body than a father’s hands should. I learned that if I moved just the right way so that he had a better feel, he treated me better. So I did. And often. Many times, I would sit beside him at dinners or stand close to him in the field. Allowing his hands to be anywhere they wished to be. He never did more than touch me… then. However, my willingness pleased him… greatly.
Exactly on my 12th birthday, I “became a woman”. And a week after, my parents were so proud that their daughter had become ready at such a young age, They held a huge, lavish party held in honor of it. My father had invited all of his best soldiers. And there were a lot of them. My mother invited the wealthy men from society. There were few women invited. My mother explained that women were not needed for this sort of party as she took me ‘‘round to meet all of the men one by one. Some were old, others big, others still were very young, yet all were known to be “perfection”. The men would look me up and down, with eyes full of pure animalistic lust. The sheer silk my mother had made me wear showed my breasts had barely begun to mature, I hadn’t any hips yet, a small mound of red fur had just begun to grow on my young pussy. I looked young, healthy, supple, and ripe. As they met me, the would quote a number. My mother would either take money from them or laugh at, what I learned to be, their offer.
This, I realized, was the men bartering for the right to sire my first child. I had no choice to whom it may be. The highest bidder was the one who got to me first. The party had simply been a way for my parents to show case me to the healthiest, richest, and strongest men in the society. So that my destiny would be fulfilled.
That night, after the party, my mother took me to a huge room filled will cushions and pillows. All vibrantly colored. There was a large bed in the center. Fruits and wine on tables around it. She had me get undressed and stay that way. She told me that my first mate would be in soon and I must prepare myself and remember all that she had taught me. She took me to the bed and when I crawled onto it, she left me alone, leaving the room.
I laid on the bed and leaned on a cushion. The silk was cold on my skin and I could feel its chill on my young pussy lips. I squirmed my hips a little, liking the feel of the silk below me. I reached down and played with the soft fur and waited for the man who would fill my young girl womb with fire and life.
The door at the other end of the room opened again and I turned to greet my night’s lover, and saw my father standing there. I covered myself up with a coverlet thinking he should not see me like this. “Yes Father?” I asked innocently. Oh how innocent I was. He smiled as to laugh at me. Then he began removing his clothes. I looked at him in shock. He came at me, ripped the coverlet off of me, and the next thing I knew, he was on top of me. I screamed and in an instant his hand was over my mouth.
My eyes were wide as I stared into his icy blue eyes. My father was handsome. Fierce and cold. He didn’t say a word. Just stared into my eyes like a tiger. I was frozen with fear and shame. He had no kindness in his eyes. My father was not behind the eyes staring into mine. This man who raised me, taught me to fight, showed me love, caressed my young nipples and pussy to orgasm many times before… this man was now on top of me looking at me with lust and ownership. With the hand not covering my mouth, he pried my virgin legs open and settled between them. He guided his huge dick between my pussy lips and slowly pushed in and out making me wet. I began to cry. I knew I was supposed to so this. I knew this was what I was born to do… but did it have to be my own father? He took his hand away from my mouth, never said a word, grabbed my hands and pinned them under his, bracing himself. There I was, spread wide. My arms being held open by his huge hands. My legs forced open by his thick hips. And my pussy lips being torn open by his huge dick. I closed my eyes and began to beg him to stop. This only made his cock larger. I looked him in the eyes. The eyes full of primal hunger.
I screamed as his hips rammed his cock deep into me ripping my pussy open. Pain ran through every nerve of my young body. A look of pure ecstasy went into his face and eyes as my scream escaped my lips. “That’s what Daddy likes to hear”. He said in a husky tone just before he thrust again. More pain. Tears poured out of my eyes and I cried and moaned. I begged him to stop and told him he hurt me. He thrust and thrust. Grunts came from his throat like a roaring lion. He kept thrusting slowly until my pussy was wet enough for him to move faster. Still holding my arms at my side, my father moved his gaze to my body. Watched my small breasts sway as he pumped me faster and faster. His eyes were glazed over like he was drunk or high or something. This was impossible because he would be thrown out of the society if he were. It was my little body making him high. My tight pussy. Watching him get so engulfed in my body made me both fear him and excited too. I felt my pussy get wetter and shame came over me. He looked up at me when he noticed my getting wetter. “Daddy’s little slut likes it!” He sounded so enraptured. I didn’t like it. I shouted it to him. I tried to buck him off me, but it only made his dick go deeper. I screamed. “Yes! Scream like a bitch little girl. Make Daddy cum.” He fucked me harder. One of his hands came to my face, covered it and held my head down. My back arched as his pounding and fucking. His head went back and a massive roar escaped his opened mouth, I felt him pump loads of cum into my small pussy. I felt is leaking out and down my ass crack. He collapsed on top of me, pinning me under his large body. His other hand still clasping my wrist, the fingers of the one on my face slipping into my mouth, and his softening dick still in my sore pussy. I moaned in pain and as the moan reached my father’s ears, it quickened his dick to life again.
He raised up again and I lay there in shock as my own father continued to rape me yet again. After he’d spilt himself into me, he held tight onto me, then raped me again. He did this several times until he finally pulled himself off of me. I remained silent and in shock as he got dressed and walked out of the room saying, “I payed the highest. It was my right to be your first.”
I laid in the bed sobbing at the betrayal of both my father’s rape and my mother’s selling me to him. I thought even she… even the society had the decency to not sell to the girl’s own father. Yes, as it was, here it had been done.
As I lay crying, the door opened again. I jumped up, fearing that my father had come back… but it was not him, it was another man. He too began to remove his clothes. Stunned, I asked what he was doing. He also laughed at me.
“I am to be your mate for the night.” He said lustfully.
I began with the “but… but”s, but he was on top of me before I could get a sentence out. When he had finished and left, another took his place. A total of ten men had come to my bed that night.
The next day, I ran to my mother crying. She. Along with the men, laughed at me. “You never mate a mare with only one stallion and hope it takes the first time, dear.” Was her response. “We need you to bare children. And in case one mate can’t ‘‘perform’’, we give you several more. ‘‘Tis the way of our destiny.” She looked at my tear swollen eyes. “You might as well learn to like it.” She smiled at the few men in the other corridor who were waiting to be between her own legs. “I have learned to love it.” She hadn’t sold me to the top bidder, she had sold me to the finest men in the society. All of whom were to have their turn. For several nights after that, men visited me. I never knew their names. Were not important. All that was important was that I get pregnant. This way, they could claim the society as the sire to my children.
—— To Be Continued —–

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Surprise From Big Brother

Dillon’s 26 year old brother Ryan has moved back in — This work of FICTION contains incestuous sex with a minor. If this is not what you’re into — or it is illegal for you to read this where you are — then DON’T!!??

What a Deal! Chapter 12

A reminder that this is a Non-Consent/Reluctance story. If you don’t want to read about sex where someone is put into that position, then stop now and move on.
From the last story
I gave Suzanne a hug. “Sure, Suzanne. Call us after you and Bill discuss it. I know you need to do that, too.”
I walked her to the door and Bill was there waiting. “Bill, glad you could stop by. I know that we were a little tough in there for your first time, but you have a beautiful and sexy wife you loves you a lot. You are a lucky man, never forget that.”
He smiled. “I have never forgotten it and I never will.”
Suzanne smiled warmly at him and they left.
I turned to Cindy and Katy. “Anyone want some popcorn?” They laughed and we all went to the den to watch a movie.
Recurring Cast
Dennis, 41 years old, 5′ 11″, 175 lbs, brown hair, blue eyes, Cindy’s husband.
Cindy, 41 years old, 5′ 4″, 105 pounds, brown hair, blue eyes, Dennis’ wife.
Diane, 41 years old, 5′ 7″, 140 lbs, auburn hair, green eyes, recently divorced friend of Cindy’s.
Becky, 38 years old, 5′ 9″, 155 lbs, blonde hair, blue eyes, Cindy’s friend, widow.
Jack, 42 years old, 6′, 185 lbs, black hair, brown eyes, Louise’s husband.
Louise, 38 years old, 5′ 4″, 130 lbs, blonde hair, brown eyes, Jack’s wife.
Jackie, 19 years old, 5’6″, 125 pounds, dark brown hair, blue eyes, neighbor girl.
Katy, 19 years old, 5’6″, 115 pounds, blonde hair, blue eyes, Jackie’s friend, now Dennis’ sub.
Suzanne, 36 years old, 5’5″, 125 pounds, brown hair, brown eyes, neighborhood acquaintance.
Bill, 38 years old, 5’9″, 170 pounds, black hair, brown eyes, Suzanne’s husband.
Over the next few weeks, everyone was pretty busy. I didn’t get to see Becky or Diane. Diane was dating someone steadily and seemed to be enjoying life again. Becky was working and leaving town on business often. Jack and Louise were too busy to make the trip over to see us and Jackie had just taken a new job and was working odd hours. That left me with Cindy and Katy to keep me busy. Of course, I managed to do that. Katy was a very willing submissive and loved the situation she had with us. Cindy, of course, was the best wife a man could imagine. She was beautiful, sexy, loved to submit to me, loved to help me dominate Katy, and desired sex almost as much as I did. The fact that I had loved her most of my life made it fantastic.
It was early March before I got word from Suzanne that we could get together again. She said that she and Bill had been playing their ‘game’ and that he was very good at it. She loved being pampered and being taken care of like he was doing and it had actually increased his libido. She told me that she had not had sex with anyone else since we had gotten together, but was looking forward to another chance. She invited Cindy, Katy, and I over to her house for a small dinner party. She told me it was going to just be her and Bill, my threesome, and another couple who they knew a little from where Bill used to work.
At that point, I also told her that I knew of someone from my basketball group who had a warehouse full of equipment that he was trying to get up and running for selling. He had gotten it from a business that had folded and the first guy he was working with to get everything in running condition had become too busy. I told him about Bill and he was interested in meeting him and possibly offering him a job. Suzanne was ecstatic about this. With college coming up, they were going to have to hit their savings harder than they wanted with Bill not working.
Finally, on the Saturday in question, Cindy, Katy and I all got dressed and headed to Suzanne and Bill’s house. Cindy was in a skirt and wrap around blouse that gaped when she leaned over. I made her lean over a lot. Katy was wearing her school girl look with a plaid skirt and white blouse. She left the bra off, so in certain situations her nipples were visible. I was in dress pants and a long sleeve dress shirt. I had made sure to have a good bout of sex before we left since I was horny and was not sure if we were going to get any playtime in tonight.
When we arrived, we were introduced to Brittany and Jimmy. Brittany was a tall slim redhead with a nice shape and big blue eyes. Her face and the upper portions of her exposed chest were dusted with freckles. She seemed to have great legs and was wearing a brightly colored dress that went to her knees and left just enough of her chest exposed to invite looking. With her 3″ heels on she was as tall as I was. Her husband was about 5′ 10″, thin, with a slightly balding head and was wearing Dockers and a polo shirt. Suzanne was wearing a wrap around skirt and blouse.
Suzanne led us all into the den and her dress was a very clingy and silky one. When she walked in front of me, her ass wiggled deliciously. I wanted to cup it and fondle it, but managed to hold myself in check. Bill was in the kitchen getting drinks and came in to get our drink order. He was wearing Dockers and a rugby shirt.
We all sat around and had a couple of drinks while Bill finished cooking. We were enjoying ourselves when he invited us in to dinner. We went in and Bill showed us where he wanted everyone to sit. He surprisingly put Suzanne at the head of the table. On the right hand side he put me, then Brittany, and then Jimmy. On the left hand side he put himself next to Suzanne, then Cindy, and then Katy. The end of the table was left vacant. I thought it was very telling that Suzanne got the head of the table, but nobody else seemed to pay any attention.
After we finished enjoying a tossed salad, chicken cacciatore, and some mixed veggies, Bill asked us to go into the den for desert. We had gone thru about three bottles of wine, so everyone was feeling pretty good. We all went into the den and starting taking seats. Brittany and Jimmy took the loveseat. I sat on the couch and Suzanne sat in the middle. Katy went to the restroom and Bill brought in some strawberries and chocolate on a tray and put a bottle of Tequila and some shot glasses on the table. He sat down at the end of the couch on the other side of Suzanne. We were discussing some of the changes to the downtown area when Katy came back in. She didn’t look for a seat, but came and sat down on the floor next to my legs, leaning against them from the side. That brought an arched eyebrow from Brittany.
Bill poured everyone a shot and we all toasted and threw them back. He refilled them and I could tell that everyone was getting a little sloshed. Some of the jokes were also becoming a little rude.
Brittany thanked Bill for the dinner. “Bill, I can’t believe how good you are in the kitchen. Everything was wonderful.” She turned to Suzanne. “Suze, I can’t believe how lucky you are. I wish Jimmy could cook just a little.” She poked him in the ribs and he chuckled. “Sometimes I come home and I’m so tired that I can’t imagine even entering the kitchen.”
“You and me both!” Jimmy added.
Suzanne smiled and patted Bill on the thigh. “I know. Bill has taken on more of the cooking and is getting pretty good at it since he lost his job. He’s a wonderful husband.” Bill smiled at the praise.
Since Katy was sitting at my feet and leaning against my legs, I was restricted from reaching the strawberries and chocolate. I asked her to get me one. She reached forward, dipped the berry into the chocolate and then turned and fed it to me. “Is that good, Master?”
There was immediate silence at that. Jimmy and Brittany were staring at the two of us. I finished the berry, knowing that we had revealed a little more than planned. I decided to just go with it. “Is there a problem?”
Brittany swallowed hard. “Did she just say ‘Master’?”
“Yes.”
She continued to stare and Katy turned beet red. “As in slave to you?”
I smiled. “Yes, that’s correct. Katy has become our slave.”
Brittany turned to Cindy, who was smiling. “Our slave?”
Cindy nodded. “Yes, she’s our little bitch.”
Brittany drew back at that and Jimmy grinned.
I decided to answer some questions before they were even asked. “Katy is our slave. What that means is that she does whatever we tell her to do. Right now she lives with us, cleans our house, cooks sometimes, has sex with either or both of us, and even has sex with anyone else we tell her to have sex with. Does that answer all your questions?”
Brittany almost choked at that last part. Finally, she turned to Katy. “You do this of your own free will?”
Katy smiled and snuggled up to my legs. “Yes, ma’am. I love my Master and Mistress.”
Brittany was still having a hard time processing this so I decided to up the ante. “Katy, you love it when we talk about you being our slave, don’t you?” She nodded. “Do you love to have sex with me and Cindy?”
“Yes, Master.”
“Do you love to have sex with other people?”
“Yes, Master.”
“If you don’t do what you are told, we discipline you. Do you like being disciplined?”
She looked down at the ground. “Yes, Master, very much.”
Brittany was now turning red herself. She kept looking at Jimmy, for what I have no idea, but he just sat there and smiled.
I continued. “Katy, are you getting turned on by this?”
“Yes, Master.”
“Are you getting wet?”
“Yes, Master.”
“Stand up and take your panties off. You are not allowed to wear wet panties.”
“Yes, Master.” Katy stood up and reached under her skirt. She pulled the panties down easily and handed them to me. I could feel that they were getting wet.
“Put them on the coffee table.” Katy did just that. She spread them out like they were on a store display. “Thank you, Katy, you may sit back down.”
Katy sat back down on the floor. She purposefully let her legs fall apart a little and flashed her shaved pussy at Jimmy and Brittany. Brittany gaped and Jimmy smiled.
I knew she did it on purpose. “Katy, did you just flash your pussy at Jimmy and Brittany?”
Katy knew where I was headed. “Yes, Master. I’m sorry.”
“I didn’t ask you to do that, and you know what happens when you misbehave.”
“Yes, Master.” Katy stood up, once again making sure her pussy was exposed as she got to her feet and moved to the side of my legs between Suzanne and I. She leaned over and put herself across my lap for her spanking, her ass pointed towards Suzanne. I glanced up at Jimmy and he was fixated on her legs where they led up under her skirt. Brittany was actually staring there, too. Cindy was smiling and Bill and Suzanne were watching Jimmy and Brittany.
I flipped her skirt up, baring her ass for everyone and I knew that Suzanne and Bill could see down her crack to her rapidly swelling pussy lips. I looked over at Cindy. “I think 10 is about right, don’t you?”
Cindy grinned. “No, I think 12, 2 from each person in the room since she has shocked and embarrassed them.”
Brittany turned her head toward Cindy. Jimmy did, too, but was immediately fixated back on Katy’s beautiful little bubble-butt. Suzanne and Bill just smiled.
I rubbed my hand slowly over Katy’s ass. It was such a beautiful, smooth, pale ass. I looked over at Cindy. “Hon, why don’t you go first.”
“Okay.” She stood and came over. She delivered one pretty hard smack to each cheek. After each one Katy counted them and thanked her Mistress. Cindy went back and sat down.
I looked at Suzanne. She smiled. “I’ll go next.” She looked over at Brittany and Jimmy. Jimmy was practically salivating, but I could see that he was staring at the panties, too. Brittany just stared at Suzanne. Then Suzanne smacked Katy hard on each cheek, adding to the bright pink color they were turning. Katy counted them obediently. Suzanne turned to Bill. “Honey, I think I’d better take your turn.” She reached down and grabbed his cock thru his pants. “We don’t want any early accidents, do we?” Bill looked down sheepishly and Brittany almost choked, but watched closely. Suzanne turned and smacked Katy again. Katy counted.
I looked over at Jimmy and Brittany. “Well, who’s next? We have to discipline Katy. It’s the best way to keep her in check, and she loves it. Well?”
Jimmy looked at his wife and stood and came over to the couch. He didn’t hesitate, just walked up and smacked Katy on the ass, although not very hard. She counted.
When he went back to sit down, Brittany was staring at him, but smiling. She then got up, a little shaky after all the alcohol, and came over and smacked Katy lightly. Katy counted.
I kept running my hand over Katy’s ass between each little spanking and I could tell she was turned on. “And for the last two….” I gave each of Katy’s already red little cheeks a smack and then started stroking and rubbing it. She almost purred. “Okay, Katy, you may return to your place.” She got up and sat on the floor next to my feet.
“Cindy, are you wet?”
My wife looked at the floor briefly and then up at me. “Yes, sir, I am wet.”
“Then you must add your panties to the ones on the table.” She did so, to the delight of everyone it seemed. I turned to Suzanne. “Suzanne, what about you? Are you wet? If you are, you need to add them to the table.”
Suzanne smiled and I could tell that she, too, wanted to push the sexual boundaries tonight. “Yes, Dennis, I am very wet.” She stood up and reached up under her skirt and removed her panties. She laid them on the table and the wetness was obvious.
I looked over at Brittany. She tried to shake her head at me, but when she looked at Suzanne, Suzanne was smiling and nodding. “C’mon, Brit, you can do it. It’s just a little game.”
Brittany looked at her husband and he shrugged his shoulders. “It’s just a little fun amongst adults.”
She was a little drunk, but still didn’t want to do it. “I don’t know. I hardly know you guys.”
Her husband looked at her. “That should make it easier. C’mon, hon, you know you want to.”
Brittany sighed. She looked around the room and then stood unsteadily as she tried to slip them off without exposing herself to anyone. She did a pretty good job. When they were visible, they were a very nice yellow bikini panty. She put them on the table. Then she sat back down and looked at her husband. “What about yours?” Jimmy stared at her.
That really upped the ante. Suzanne and Cindy giggled. Suzanne asked the question we all wanted verification of. “Jimmy, are you wearing panties?”
Brittany laughed, her drunkenness obvious to us all, as her husband’s discomfort became more obvious. “Yes, he has always had a panty fetish. He just likes to wear them. I don’t think he wears anything else anymore.”
Suzanne laughed and Jimmy glared at his wife. “That’s okay. Bill has on a very nice pair of mine. Right, Bill?”
All heads swiveled toward Bill. Bill smiled and got into the game. “Yes, Princess, a very nice pair.”
Suzanne patted him on the thigh. “Well, dear, I think you need to add them to the growing pile in the middle of the table.”
“Yes, Princess.” Without any hesitation, Bill removed his shoes and then stood up and took off his pants. He was wearing a pair of Suzanne’s blue cotton panties. He had a boner and there was a slight pre-cum wet spot on the front.
Suzanne reached over and ran her hand over it. “Looks like the men are making their panties wet, too.” Bill groaned as she helped him pull them down. All the ladies stared at Bill’s erection. It was only about 5″, but it was exposed for all their eyes. The sexual tension in the room just went sky high. He put the panties on the table and sat down. He did nothing to cover himself. Suzanne turned to Jimmy. “Well, panty-man. We’re waiting.”
Jimmy turned crimson, but reached down to untie his shoes. Brittany suddenly became more demonstrative and involved in the game.
“That’s good, honey. Let us see those pretty little panties of yours.”
Jimmy stood up after removing his shoes and unbuckled his belt. He was moving very slowly. Brittany reached up and patted him on the butt. “C’mon, hon, we don’t have all night.” Jimmy took his pants off and revealed that he was wearing a matching set to his wife’s nice yellow bikini panties. All the women were giggling and Jimmy was flinching. He finally pulled them down, revealing a small, but very hard dick. Again the women stared.
The alcohol was ruling the party now. Brittany looked over at me. “What about you?”
I smiled. “I’m not wearing panties.”
“But the rest of us are not wearing any underwear at all.”
I looked at her. “Well, if everyone gets naked from the waist down, then I’ll do the same, because I’m commando.”
I looked over at Cindy and she stood and immediately removed her skirt. She stood there and allowed everyone to examine her smooth pussy.
Brittany was surprised and the alcohol had definitely loosened her tongue. “You’re completely shaved!”
“Yes, I am. I love it this way. I can get turned on by just wearing jeans and letting the seam rub against my pussy and everyone who eats my pussy loves it this way.”
Brittany stared as she said that. Then Cindy removed her blouse as well, freeing her nice little tits. Suzanne stood and stripped completely, everyone watching closely as her tits and pussy were revealed. Then Suzanne told Bill to do so. I think Brittany and Jimmy were starting to catch on that she was a little more dominate over him than they thought. Katy stood and removed her clothes. Brittany looked at Jimmy. He stood and removed his shirt. His bobbing dick captured everyone’s attention.
“Jimmy?” Brittany looked questioningly at her husband.
“You started this, baby. Now take off your clothes. You know you’ve always wanted to do this and that’s why you are pushing it. You have wanted to be naked in front of others for a long time now.”
Brittany blushed, but suddenly stood up and pulled her dress off over her head, giving a drunken giggle as she did so. She was naked underneath. She had a breathtakingly beautiful body. I think it’s safe to say that the women wanted her as much as the men. She had firm breasts with very nice nipples that stood out. Her shape was that of a goddess. Her pussy was shaved to a landing strip and yes, the carpet matched the drapes.
She stood there for a second, appearing to revel in the attention and then sat back down. She took a deep breath, reached out and took another shot of tequila and then looked at me. “Well?”
I slowly removed my shoes and socks. I stood up and took off my shirt. I took the belt out of my pants and then started unzipping them. I went slowly because I knew that I was commando. Once I had them unzipped I let them drop. My 7″ popped straight out, hard as a rock. Brittany stared at it and licked her lips. I felt like a stud amongst the three guys here. I was glad Jack was not around.
Suzanne smiled and the sexual tension was getting unbearable for us all. She reached out and grabbed my cock. Brittany covered her mouth in surprise. Suzanne looked straight at Brittany. “It’s a pretty nice one, isn’t it? I mean it’s not the size of those porn professionals, but it’s certainly bigger than Bill’s or Jimmy’s. And he really knows how to use it!”
Brittany stared at her and then stuttered. “Wait… you’ve fu… I mean you and he….”
Suzanne stopped her. “Yes, Brittany, I’ve fucked Dennis. I really enjoyed it. Bill and I have an arrangement and I can fuck other guys since I’m in my sexual prime and need sex a lot and he doesn’t.” She turned to Bill. “Isn’t that right?”
Bill smiled and nodded. “Yes, Princess, you can fuck other men.” He turned to Brittany. “He is pretty good. Suzanne really enjoyed the last fuck and she looked amazing having such good orgasms.”
Brittany looked at Bill, then Suzanne, then back to my dick where Suzanne was lazily moving her hand up and down it. The she looked over at Jimmy, who was also watching the three of us closely. She looked down at his dick and then back over at mine. I think the alcohol had completely dropped most of her inhibitions. We were all now naked and staring at each other.
Suzanne was apparently enjoying both her dominance over Bill and keeping Brittany guessing because she leaned over and started sucking my dick. Fuck! She was a good cock-sucker.
Brittany gasped and Jimmy watched in awe. Cindy stood up and moved behind the loveseat. She put her hands over Brittany’s shoulders and grabbed her tits. Brittany never even looked at Cindy. She just watched as Suzanne blew me and put her hands over Cindy’s to guide them as they played with her tits.
Suzanne lifted her head and looked over at Brittany. “You want some?”
Brittany sat there, staring.
Suzanne pushed her. “Brittany, you know you want try it, so get your pretty little ass over here and sample Dennis’ cock.”
Brittany didn’t even glance at her husband. She immediately stood up to move toward me. Katy just moved back a little as I spread my legs. Jimmy started to say something as she moved past him, but she ignored him and he stared. He looked confused and sat back against the loveseat, his small dick sticking straight up.
Brittany kneeled in front of me in wonder. I chuckled to myself about what she would have thought if her first dick larger than her husband’s had been Jack’s. He was almost two inches larger than me.
Brittany wrapped her hand around the base and studied the part that stuck out over her hand. She looked up at Suzanne. “It’s so hot, but this is so cool. I’ve never held anyone’s dick other than Jimmy’s.”
Suzanne’s eyes went wide. “You were a virgin when you two married?”
Brittany nodded. “Yeah. I’ve heard people talk about big dicks, but I’ve never seen anyone other than Jimmy’s in real life.”
Suzanne looked over at Jimmy. “Well, Jimmy and Bill both have very cute little dicks, but it is sometimes nice to just get fucked with a larger one.”
Brittany looked over at Bill’s dick and then back over her shoulder at Jimmy’s. She smiled. I think the alcohol was still talking when she spoke to him. “Sorry, honey. I want to play with Dennis for a while.”
Jimmy just stared. Things were definitely further out of control than he had considered they would be when he told her to strip. Cindy, Katy, and Bill were all just watching.
Brittany looked up at Suzanne. “You’ve really fucked Dennis?” She was not shy at all now.
“Yes, a couple of times. Bill likes to watch and then clean me up afterwards.”
Brittany blinked at that. “He does what?”
“Bill cleans up all the cum from me and Dennis when we’re done fucking.”
Brittany looked over at Bill who nodded. “Wow! That’s fucking hot! That would be so cool!”
Jimmy finally spoke. “Brit!”
Jimmy’s strong response shook off some of the alcoholic fog that appeared to be causing Brittany to act so brazen. She blinked a couple of times at Jimmy. “Oh, sorry, honey. I didn’t mean to freak you out.” However, she never relinquished her hold on my dick. She turned around and suddenly bent over and buried my dick into her mouth, sucking and licking on it.
Jimmy flinched and then started to get up. Cindy was still standing behind the loveseat and moved to him. She put her arms on his shoulders. “Just a second, Jimmy.” She moved around and sat on the loveseat next to him. “She’s just drunk. Let her play with my husband’s cock. It’s just sex.” She spat out the word cock vulgarly, then reached down and grabbed his. “After all, what’s good for the gander….” She started stroking his dick. He groaned and I guess he was going to cum pretty quickly because suddenly Cindy was telling him to stand up. “Get right over the top of your wife. C’mon, cum all over that slut. She’s sucking my husband’s cock and she wants cum, so let’s give her yours. She’s such a slut kneeling there sucking another man’s cock while his wife jacks you off. C’mon, baby, give it up.” Cindy talked and jacked him off until he suddenly erupted, spraying his spunk all over Brittany’s back. As soon as the first spurt hit her, Brittany lifted her head and watched as Cindy jacked her husband off all over her back. She seemed to watch rather dispassionately and then turned back to my dick. Cindy pushed Jimmy back down onto the loveseat.
I had other plans, however, and pushed Brittany’s head away from me. “It’s fucking time.”
Brittany sat back and stared at me. Cindy moved over and grabbed Bill by the hand. “Bill, I think you and Jimmy should sit over here and watch as Dennis fucks the ladies. Whenever you need some attention, I’ll let Katy take care of you.”
Bill let himself be lead over there and then the two of them sat and stared. Katy moved over and kneeled on the floor in front of them with her back to the loveseat so that she could watch the action.
I was glad I had sex just before coming because I was hoping to fuck both of these wives before cumming again. I stood up and so did Suzanne. Together we helped Brittany up.
Suzanne smiled and lightly kissed Brittany on the mouth. “Brittany, why don’t you lie on the couch and let Dennis fuck you first. You’ll enjoy the larger dick. I know I did.”
Brittany just stared at her. She looked back at Jimmy who appeared to be a petrified tree, his expression of surprise frozen on his face. “I don’t think I can.”
Suzanne smiled. “Okay, sweetie, let’s do this. Dennis will lay down and I’ll ride his dick for a while. Then when you want a turn, just let me know. Just kneel down here next to the couch and watch.”
Brittany obeyed like a well-trained dog. I laid back and Suzanne talked to Brittany about it. She was becoming very vocal apparently. “Okay, let me just mount this nice cock. I’m pretty wet so it should be easy.” She crawled over me and slowly impaled herself on my dick. She was hot and wet and slid down easily. “Mmmm. I love that dick.” She turned to Brittany. “Oh, Brittany, look at how it penetrates my pussy. It feels so good!” Brittany leaned forward and looked from between my legs up at my dick penetrating Suzanne.
I heard Bill talking. I could tell that he was trying to soften up Jimmy. “Don’t worry about it Jimmy. It’s just sex. I love watching Suzanne getting fucked. She looks so lost in her own world and so fucking gorgeous when she’s having an orgasm. I love watching this.”
Suzanne was so hot that I could tell she would come soon. She continued to talk and sat up straight so I took my right hand and ran it down to thumb her clit while my left strummed her nipples.
Suzanne continued to narrate. “Oh, fuck, I love having my clit and tits played with while fucking. Are you paying attention to this Bill?” I think that was rhetorical and for Brittany’s benefit. “It’s so fucking good.” She started bouncing harder. “Oh, fuck. Brittany, you have got to try this. It’s so good. Oh, yeah. Oh, fuck. I’m going to cum.” Several deep breaths followed and they coincided with her dropping herself down on me hard. “Oh, fuck! Shit! Cumming!!” She went thru spasms on top of me, her head back and her eyes closed as she reached her orgasm. She shook and trembled and I continued to thumb her clit until she pushed my hand away and collapsed on top of me. She kissed me on the mouth and sat back up. “Whew! That was a good one.” She turned to Bill. “Did you enjoy that honey?”
Bill smiled. “Yes, Princess, that was fucking amazing! You are so beautiful when you cum.”
Jimmy stared at us, but his dick was hard again.
Suzanne rose up off me and Cindy helped her because her legs almost gave out. My dick was pointing up at me and covered in her copious juices. Brittany stared at it and then leaned over and touched it. Suzanne saw this. “Go ahead, Brit, you’ll love it.”
Brittany looked over at her husband and he was staring, but could not bring himself to say anything. Cindy saw this and looked at his erection. She waited until Brittany decided she had to ride me. As soon as Brittany straddled me, she looked at Katy. “Katy, suck Jimmy’s dick while his wife gets fucked.”
Jimmy flinched as he felt Katy’s mouth cover his dick. He looked down and then back up at Brittany. He still looked like he was in shock as she lowered herself onto me. She groaned and bounced up and down a couple of times to get me all the way in. She was really tight.
Once Brittany got all the way down, Suzanne spoke again. She leaned over and put a hand on Brittany’s left tit. “Doesn’t that feel wonderful, Brit?” Brittany had her eyes closed and moaned. Suzanne started lightly pinching her nipple. “Go ahead, start fucking that big, hard cock. Oh, and look at Jimmy.” Brittany opened her eyes and looked over at Katy sucking him off. They stared at each other. “Katy is going to suck your husband off while you fuck another man’s dick. Isn’t that cool?” All she got in return was a groan from Brittany as she started moving up and down and kept staring at her husband.
Suddenly, Jimmy groaned, threw his head back, and came in Katy’s mouth. She swallowed it all. Jimmy seemed to collapse into that corner of the loveseat like she had sucked all the energy out of him with his spunk. Brittany had been watching closely, but then started bouncing harder. Suzanne narrated. “That feels good, doesn’t it Brit.” Nod. “Do you like fucking that big, hard dick?” Another nod. “Did you like seeing Jimmy get sucked off?” Nod again. “Well then, get moving and start cumming. If you let Dennis cum in your pretty little red-haired cunt, Bill will lick it out for you.” Her eyes snapped open and she stared at Suzanne. Suzanne grinned. “Yes, he will, and I guarantee you’ll love it almost as much as he does.” Brittany looked over at Bill and he grinned. “C’mon, fuck that dick. Make him cum. Dennis will reach up and thumb your clit, too.” I did as she stated. “He’s going to fuck you into next week and fill you up. Fuck him, baby.” Brittany was now bouncing up and down hard. I was thumbing her clit and Suzanne was pinching her tits. Brittany started shaking and I knew she was going to cum. She did. She jerked and bucked and came, leaking out her juices all over me.
I still had not cum, so I grabbed her hips and fucked up into her as hard and fast as I could. I could feel that it was close, so I kept it up and she stared down at me. Suddenly, she started cumming again and this finally set me off. I came and started pumping her full of cum. I came and came, overjoyed at fucking her in front of this audience.
We both relaxed for a second and then Suzanne helped her to her feet. “Keep all that beautiful spunk in you. Bill will love cleaning up a new pussy.”
I sat up. “Katy, clean me up.” She dutifully came over and started cleaning me.
Suzanne sat Brittany down in the middle of the couch. “Okay, Bill. Your turn.” Bill scrambled over, his erection purple and leaking. He knelt in front of Brittany and spread her legs. Her eyes never left his as she stared at what he was about to do. I looked over and Jimmy was leaning forward to watch, but he didn’t appear to be shocked any more. Bill leaned in and took a long lick from her ass to her clit, licking up the leaking fluids and then dove in. He lapped and sucked and licked and Brittany put her head back, closed her eyes, and smiled. She appeared to be in heaven. After a couple of minutes, he was done and sat back. Katy was done with me, too.
Suzanne helped Bill up. “That was wonderful, honey. Was it good?”
“Yes, Princess, it was wonderful.” Brittany sat up, but Bill was right in front of her preventing her from getting up.
Suzanne looked down at his dick. “Oh, my. That looks purple. I think you deserve a reward. Brittany, honey, please suck off my husband. The poor dear is in dire straits after eating your cunt. You owe him a reward after that.”
Brittany hesitated. She couldn’t see her husband, but I could. Again, he seemed calmer now. Maybe it was Katy’s blowjob; maybe he was beginning to relax and enjoy himself. Finally, Suzanne pushed Bill forward between Brittany’s knees and then pushed Brittany’s head toward Bill’s dick. She did it slowly and Brittany let it happen. She slowly took Bill into her mouth and started sucking. It was only about 20 seconds later that he filled her mouth with cum. It was too much and started running down her chin. She pulled back and Katy was there to clean up the leftovers on Bill. Suzanne leaned over and Brittany’s eyes got wide. Suzanne leaned in and kissed Brittany. She let her tongue come out and go around Brittany’s mouth, gathering the wayward spunk and then kissed her hard, feeding the remainder to Brittany. It was very hot and I felt like I might get hard again except that between the alcohol and holding off for so long I was exhausted.
Suzanne stood up and looked over at Jimmy. “Thanks for sharing, Jimmy. Your wife is fucking hot. If we weren’t all drunk and tired, I think I might have to eat her pussy myself.”
Jimmy blushed and tried to smile. He was still a little uncomfortable, but didn’t say anything. He and Brittany had probably never discussed this and I’m sure they were going to have to do some talking now.
Suzanne turned to them. “Why don’t you guys stay here tonight? The guest room is made up and I think we’ve all had too much to drink. I also think we should talk about this tomorrow morning.”
Everyone looked over at Brittany and she was already falling asleep. Jimmy looked around the room. “Okay, that’s a good idea.”
Jimmy stood up and gathered his and Brittany’s clothes. I turned and picked her up. “Just lead the way and I’ll bring her.” She didn’t even open her eyes as I followed Suzanne and Jimmy to the guest bedroom. I put her down and she curled up in a ball. We said good night and he didn’t really want to acknowledge me.
When we were back in the den I looked at Suzanne. “Did you think that it was going to go that far tonight?”
“No, not really, but I was hoping.” She grinned and gave me a quick kiss. She then turned to her husband. “Thank you, honey, for going along with everything.” She gave him a big kiss and hugged him hard.
“You’re welcome. I enjoyed it.”
Suzanne turned to me. “Now if only Jimmy and Brittany are okay. We may have pushed them too far, but we’ll find out in the morning.”
I nodded and Suzanne turned to Bill.
“Did you really like all of it?”
“All of it. I especially enjoyed eating another woman’s pussy.” He pinched Suzanne on the ass.
Suzanne faked a yelp and punched him on the arm and then pulled him close. “Just remember that I get to fuck anyone, but you don’t. I will let you eat a woman only when I feel generous, but never fuck them, understand?”
Bill smiled and gave her a peck. “Yes, my beautiful Princess.”
I decided it was time for us to leave. “Yech! You guys are too sweet for me!” They all laughed. “We need to get home, too. It’s late and we are all a little tipsy.”
We all said good-night and I left hoping to get some more of that beautiful red-haired pussy again.
——–
I was awakened the next morning at about 11am by the house phone ringing. I slowly got up and made my way to it. We had removed it from the bedroom because we used our cell phones so much. When I answered I got a big surprise.
“Hey, Dennis, it’s Suzanne.”
“Ugh! It’s 11am Suzanne, you guys are up already?”
“Yes, and it was quite an interesting morning.”
I came fully awake at that. “Yes?”
“Can I come over and tell you about it? Everyone here has gone back to sleep.”
“Sure.”
Fifteen minutes later, Suzanne was sitting in my den in just her robe to tell me the story. Here is what she told me.
I woke up this morning to the sounds of moaning. I mean loud enough to wake me from a hangover, so it was pretty loud. I turned to find that Bill was just waking up from it, too. We got up and went out into the hall. The sounds were coming from the living room. We traipsed down there and found a very interesting sight. Jimmy had Brittany on all fours on the couch fucking her hard. He saw us, but she couldn’t so he kept talking to her.
“This is right where you fucked Dennis and sucked Bill off last night. You are such a little slut. You didn’t even know it until then, but you are a fucking slut, aren’t you?”
“Yes, sir, I’m a slut!”
Jimmy smiled at us and continued. “You like it when I pound your pretty little pussy?”
“Yes, sir. Mmmmm.”
“Did you really like sucking Bill’s dick and swallowing his cum?”
“Yes, sir. Oh, god.” She was really moaning and squirming at his words and fucking.
“Did you want to also eat Suzanne’s pussy?”
“Yes, sir. I want to eat Suzanne’s pussy.”
“Do you want to eat it this morning? How about you eat Suzanne’s pussy while I fuck you like the little whore you are.”
“Yes, sir. Whatever you say, sir. Fuck!” She yelled the last part as she reached an orgasm.
Jimmy gestured to us and we quickly stripped off our robes. I walked over in front of Brit and when she saw me her eyes went wide. She didn’t say anything, just moaned as Jimmy took that moment to punctuate his fucking with some very hard thrusts. He then pulled out of her and directed her to stand up. He had me lay against one arm of the couch and open my legs, and then he told her to get on all fours and learn to eat pussy like a good little slut wife. As soon as she put her lips on my pussy, he re-entered her. She was tentative, but willing to learn and paid close attention to when I moaned or directed her face somewhere. She knew what she liked and that gave her an edge, but she still needed some work. She was nowhere near as good as Bill.
After a couple of minutes, Jimmy slapped her on the ass. “Tell me you’re a slut and will suck and fuck whoever I say.”
She raised her head from my pussy and repeated it. “I’m a slut and will fuck and suck whoever you want me to.” She put her head back into my pussy.
At that point I motioned Bill over and Brit finally put some fingers into my cunt. She was giving my clit a good sucking and finger-fucking me and that put me over the edge. That and the way Jimmy was ordering her around. As I relaxed from my orgasm, she lifted her head and saw Bill’s cock not two feet away. Jimmy liked this idea.
“Go ahead, cunt. You made Suzanne cum, now you need to satisfy her husband as well. Suck that dick and swallow another load.”
Brit did just that as Bill moved forward. She started sucking Bill and Jimmy continued to hammer her pussy. I was amazed how long he was lasting. Suddenly, he got there.
“Oh, fuck. You little slut. You are making me cum. Your tight little red-headed pussy is milking me and making me fill it up. Keep fucking and sucking bitch!”
Brit had no intention of stopping and held on thru Jimmy’s orgasm.
Jimmy stayed there and held onto her hips. He watched as his wife again sucked Bill off. She did it well and within a couple of minutes was rewarded with his spunk.
Jimmy smiled and watched as Bill backed away. He looked at me. “Suzanne, do you want your husband to clean up this slut’s cunt?”
I smiled. I liked this idea. “Yes, that’s a wonderful idea.”
Bill liked it as well. As soon as Jimmy pulled out and got Brit to turn around and sit on the couch, Bill shoved her legs out and feasted on her cummy cunt. She moaned and he licked and cleaned and sucked. He could tell she was going to cum again, so he paid special attention to her clit and fingered her ass. She jerked and came and wailed like a banshee. She didn’t stop cumming for about 2 minutes before collapsing back against the sofa. While she relaxed Jimmy called me and Bill aside.
“Thank you for last night. I was a little shocked that Brit was so willing, but believe it or not we had play-acted some of those things. Now I’m going to dominate her and she’s going to be my little slave bitch like your friends have Katy.” He smiled widely and laughed.
“Wow!” I was a little shocked. “I would not have thought that after the way they acted last night.”
“No, I wouldn’t have either. In any case, do you feel like a little pussy right now?”
I smiled at her. “Why, do you know someone who has a little pussy?”
She smiled and punched me on the arm. “Asshole. You know better than anyone that mine is pretty small. It has tightened up rather nicely after having two kids, I think.”
I laughed. “Yes, Suzanne, you have a very nice tight cunt. Why don’t you suck me hard and then sit on my lap and I’ll fuck you to heaven. Then you can take your messy cunt home to Bill.”
“Exactly what I had in mind.” She came over and we did exactly that.
to be continued…

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Matt and Eve – Matt’s Arrival

The 4:15 flight from St. Louis, Missouri to Orlando, Florida was about to arrive, and Matt could hardly wait for the plane to touch down so he could finally see his lovely girlfriend in person. The two had met online nearly a year ago, but were already so much in love, that it was like they had been together for several years. He was only 19 years old, and she insisted that he stay in college and graduate before visiting her. Her reasoning was that if he were to come see her, that she would not be able to handle him leaving which would therefore cut into his classes. But he was willing to come live with her and continue school down in Florida, because that was how much he cared for her.
Matt Cox was not the best looking guy around, but he wouldn’t go as far as to call himself ugly. He had long, semi-curly dark brown hair that reached to his shoulders, stood 6’1″ tall, weighed 180 pounds, and had the clearest and prettiest blue eyes that Eve had ever seen, according to her. Still being a virgin, he was a tad nervous about coming to be with her. Sure he had kissed a girl before, but the only hand that ever touched his private parts was his own. Speaking of which, his penis was around the average size of a male at his age. Fully erect he was just a smidgen short of 6 inches, and almost as wide as a half dollar coin. Nervous yes, but he was also willing to learn and let her guide him into the world of sex.
Eve was standing in the terminal, eagerly waiting for her young boyfriend to arrive off the airplane. She had just recently turned 29 in July, (when the two first met online, she felt very guilty because he was so much younger than she was, and she felt like she was taking advantage of him) but in physical looks, she didn’t look a day over 25. Her hair was a wavy, long dark brown, which matched her beautiful brown doe eyes. Originally from Puerto Rico, her skin was a lovely light tan, which Matt loved about her. She only stood at a mere 5’2″, and he sometimes jokingly made fun of her for only being able to reach up to his shoulders, but he had no problem with her height at all. But perhaps her most prominant feature, which were coincidentally Matt’s favorite “toys”, were her gorgeous and natural 40DD breasts. They were often part of many of the fantasies he had about her, and she seemed all but willing to let him play with them as often as he wanted.
As the plane touched down, Eve seemed very excited, since she was just minutes away from being united with her lover from nearly 1000 miles away. Matt was equally as thrilled, mostly because he was going to see her face to face for the first time. But part of the reason was because of something she had mentioned when the two officially became a couple. The two had started talking about some fantasies they have had, and one of the ones that Eve had was the first day that the two would finally meet. Sure they would hug and kiss on sight, not wanting to be indecent in front of hundreds of people, but she went further to say that when they were outside and in the car, she would immediately jump on him and start ravishing him, clawing at his clothes, wanting to get him fully naked as soon as she could. Matt was looking forward to that fantasy coming true very much.
After exiting the plane, he went to the luggage pickup and grabbed his bags, before heading down the terminal, looking around for the love of his life. But he didn’t have to walk very far, because standing about 20 feet away, there she was, with a beaming smile on her face. She was dressed in a pair of khaki short shorts, which stopped at about 6 inches above her knees, revealing quite a bit of her lean, muscular legs that were kept in shape from her years of gymnastics. Adorning the top of her body was a white t-shirt, which stretched quite a bit over those large mounds of hers, which were encased in a white lacy bra beneath her shirt. A close look and one could see the outline of that bra. Matt was wearing a pair of blue jean shorts and a black t-shirt, which clung a little to the muscles of his torso. Upon seeing him, Eve immediately ran towards him and leaped into his arms after he had dropped his bags. Smiling and laughing, he twirled her around a bit before setting her down, still holding her close as he gazed down into her eyes. Matt spoke first, “I can’t believe it, you look much more beautiful in person…” Eve just blushed and leaned up on her tip toes to press her lips softly against his own, before settling back down onto her feet and smiling. “And you are much taller in person, Mister. I told you that you’d tower over me.” Giggling, she reached up and poked his nose, before taking his hand. Despite her age, she seemed very much like a child at heart. “Come on and let’s get out of here.” Her voice sounded sweet and innocent, but her eyes told a different story.
Matt followed her with a knowing smile on his face, after gathering up his carry-on bag and his suitcase. He knew all too well that look in her eyes, a look she gave him quite a bit when the two talked online and showed themselves to each other with their webcams. Leaving the airport, the two headed into the parking lot towards her car and as she opened up the trunk he put his stuff inside. Then he proceeded to walk to the passenger’s side door but she stopped him, taking a hold of his shirt and pulling him towards the back of the car. Opening up the passenger’s side back door, she suddenly shoved him inside and dove in after him, practically tackling him onto the roomy and spacious back seat before shutting the door and slamming her lips into his own in a deep, heated, passionate kiss that she had been waiting to plant on him for nearly a year. He let out a moan into her mouth and reciprocated, parting his lips and letting his tongue slide past her own to seek out its mate, all the while his hands roamed all over her body, trying to memorize it by touch. His nervousness was slowly melting away as she showed him just how much she loved and needed him. His cock was hardening and swelling within his shorts, just waiting to spring free, and there was a visible wet spot upon the front of her shorts, which could clearly be seen since she happened to not be wearing any panties underneath. Eve had prepared for this fantasy to come true and she would stop at nothing to have him.
Breaking the kiss for just a split second, he tore his lips away and tried to catch his breath a bit before reaching down and gripping the edge of her shirt before tugging it up and off, tossing it to the front of the car, leaving her in just her bra and shorts. Immediately his hands went to squeeze and fondle her plush tits through its restraining prison, which brought out a few soft moans from her, as she reached down and quickly fumbled with his shorts, unfastening them and tugging them down, revealing his black boxers and his fully erect cock that was dying to escape. As her hand fished out his hot, throbbing shaft, he let out a low moan of his own at feeling her touch for the first time, his hands unclasping her bra and letting her massive breasts hang free. He continued to squeeze and massage them firmly, feeling her light brown nipples grow hard beneath his palms, as he gazed lustfully into her eyes. “They feel better than I had ever imagined, baby…” Matt groaned out as her hand started slowly pumping his cock, feeling its hardness in her hand as she cooed, “I can say the same about you, lover. I wanna taste it… Please say I can..” Her voice sounded practically desperate. And before he could even answer, she slid down and let her tongue tease the bulbous head, before licking slowly around it, coating it with her saliva. All the while her eyes looked up at him with an almost innocent look, though she was being far from innocent as she teased his prick with her warm, wet mouth. The wet spot on her shorts grew bigger and wetter as she proceeded to take the head inside her mouth, sucking it softly and letting her tongue flick along the slit, making him shudder beneath her. His groans of approval urged her on, as one of his hands slide down to bury itself in her hair, soothing through it and softly gripping at it from time to time. “God your mouth feels so good, Eve… Please, I want more… Make me cum and let me shoot it down your throat..” His voice was the desperate-sounding one now.
Eve moaned softly around his cock at his choice of words, and she wanted nothing more than to comply to his pleading request. She slowly started to slide her mouth down, taking more and more of his meat into her mouth before her nose was brushing up against his pubic hair. She gagged at first but as she slowly bobbed up and down, she began to accept the head teasing along her uvula. It felt so wonderful to have his entire cock inside her mouth, and he moaned even louder when he felt one of her hands come up to gently caress and stroke along his balls. He had not masturbated in a while, so they were swelled and full with plenty of cum for her to suck out. Matt felt the urge to cum, but he didn’t want to just yet, not without tasting her, too. Gripping her hair once more he softly tugged her head up until his cock plopped out of her mouth, covered with her saliva as he smiled down at her. “Take off your shorts and let me return the favor…” Eve flashed him a seductive, sexy smile, before leaning back and unzipping her shorts, before slooooowly tugging them down, giving him a little strip tease, and then tossing them aside. Her pussy was so beautiful. She had done as he asked and shaved it bare, except for the little brown stripe above. Spreading her legs a bit, she showed him just how hot and wet she was for him, having been waiting for this moment for so long. Climbing up his body, she positioned herself over his face and he eagerly leaned up and buried his face within her thighs. His hands clenching at her firm little ass, he let his tongue go to work, lapping slowly and hungrily along her moist folds, letting out a content moan of approval at her sweet taste. She practically screamed in ecstasy at feeling his tongue ravage her for the first time, and slid her hands up to cup her breasts, pinching and tugging at her rock hard nipples to further stimulate herself. Her hips subtly ground against his face, his tongue driving deep inside her pussy, wanting to taste more and more of her delicious nectar. As he ate her out, the tip of his nose brushed along her throbbing little clit every so often, which brought out a few gasps from her. Reluctantly removing his tongue from her slit, he located her clitoris with his mouth and took it between his lips, sucking on it softly and letting the tip of his tongue play with it, causing her to buck against his face nearly screaming again. “Oh God YES!!” Eve continued to moan loud, not paying attention to anyone who might be outside in the parking lot, and not really caring, either. Sensing she was close to orgasm, he let his teeth graze along her little nub before softly biting down, which caused her to break down as her orgasm came crashing through her. “Matt yes I’m CUMMING!!!!!” Her hips kept involuntarily grinding against his face as she spasmed and flooded his mouth with her juices, which he eagerly lapped up as they came out.
Once he was finished, he licked her clean and grinned up at her, before licking his lips. “You taste wonderful baby… But now it’s time to give ‘him’ what HE wants. Get on your hands and knees for me..” His voice took on a much more commanding tone now, and Eve absolutely loved it when he got demanding and possessive. He may have been a virgin, but she was so loving and supportive and that in turn gave him the confidence that he could please her very well. Doing as he said, she got onto all fours on the back seat and teasingly wiggled her ass at him as he positioned himself behind her. Matt glided the tip of his cock along her wet pussy, making her moan and groan and trying to push back against him. “Please I need you inside me, Matt..” She pleaded with him, as his hands slid along her ass and he suddenly gave her right ass cheek a hard slap. “Are you trying to tell me what to do?” Eve shivered and moaned, absolutely loving when this side of him came out. It turned her on more than anything to be dominated by him. She often asked him to do so whenever they had phone sex together. Gripping her hips, Matt then slowly started shoving his hot, pulsing cock into her hot core, groaning at how tight her walls clenched at him. Her mouth was great but her pussy was utterly amazing. Matt moaned in unison with her as he rocked against her, sliding in and out slowly and deeply at first. “Mmm….you feel so hot and tight, I never want to stop, baby..” He groaned out, eventually moving faster with his thrusts, his thighs softly slapping against her ass as his pace picked up. His hands slid up her back and around to her front to start fondling her bouncing tits, making her cry out more as he pounded into her from behind. Matt’s fingers pinched her nipples almost painfully hard as she let out another scream of pleasure, before one of his hands slid up to her hair and tugged it back while he slammed against her, her body bucking and wirthing back and forth against him. “You’re about to make me cum, lover… Tell me you want my hot, sticky cum shooting deep inside your pussy..” Eve cried out and answered pleadingly, “Please Matt give it to me, I want all your cum! I want it inside me NOW!!” She proceeded to buck back against him, nearly impaling herself on his thrusting cock, making him groan out loud and also making it hard to hold back his impending orgasm. Not able to take it anymore, he delivered a final thunderous slam before tensing up and crying out loud. “Here it comes Eve!!” Not a second later, his cock erupted, spewing several hot spurts of his cum deep into her womb, which tore another orgasm from her, their voices moaning out in unison and their juices mixing together between their loins, as he softly collapsed on top of her. Her breasts were mashed against the soft seat as he laid on her, his cock softening a bit within her pussy as he whispered against her ear. “That was amazing, Eve… I am honored that my first time was with you..” Eve just smiled and let out a content sigh. “Just wait until I get you home, I’m not even close to being finished with you yet.” –End
(As that was my first story, I hope you go easy on me, but I’m not against hearing some constructive criticism. So please let me know what you think and I can continue if you’d like to hear more.)

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