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Missy: Day Five

Thank you all so much for the overwhelming support you’ve shown me and Missy. I’d love to hear from you. What would you like to see Missy do? Are you enjoying her world? Let me know. Happy readings!

Night

As I laid next to my girlfriend in the middle of the night, I suddenly felt a hand curl around my cock. I nuzzled into my girl for a few seconds before I realized it was much smaller than hers. I looked behind me for a second and saw her younger sister smile up at me before licking some pre-cum off her little fingers. “I saw what you and my sister were doing. Can you show me?”
Let me back up a little. Missy and I had been going out for awhile and she asked if I would come to her house to meet her family. I really liked her but I always hated the first family dinner. She lived in a small town out in the country so, I knew if I went I was stuck for a while if it went badly. But, she asked while blowing me so I wasn’t thinking clearly when I said yes.
Dinner was fairly standard. Her dad was as big of an ass as Missy had told me and her mom would let him boss her around. I stayed as friendly as I could. Her two younger sisters seemed to really like me, especially the youngest. I guess I made a good impression because the weather turned bad and they offered to put me up for the night.
The bedrooms were upstairs in an old farmhouse. All of the rooms were interconnected. Missy’s room was at the top of the stairs. Maggie’s, the middle daughter’s, was toward the back of the house and the youngest one’s was in between.
We all sat in Missy’s room for a while and joked and talked. I noticed how hot her younger sisters looked but they were total jailbait and there was no way I was going to ruin whatever shot I had to get laid by being anything but cute and funny with everyone.
The parents yelled up that the younger girls needed to go to sleep. We decided to turn in as well so that they would keep the whining to a minimum. As we lay in bed waiting for the telltale signs of her sisters dozing off, I spooned in behind Missy. She moaned softly that she could feel how hard my cock was getting. I told her how crazy she was making me as she flexed her ass.
We finally heard regular breathing and a little snoring. I reached to Missy to check how wet her pussy was. She was dripping. The week before, we had done it in the park and she went wild. The thought of her sisters in the next rooms was having the same effect on me.
She snuck under the covers and started to suck me. I got my hand under her panties, hooked the band and slid them down. I ducked my head between her thighs and we got into a nice 69. Fuck, she was so hot. She loved it when I would hum on her clit so I started as quietly as I could. I thought she would snap my neck from her reaction. She took my cock as far down her throat as she could to keep herself quiet.
My face and cock were getting soaked from all the action and I knew she was close. I started to suck and hum from the bottom of her lips to her clit. I started to use my fingers on her too. She rode my face and hand all the while never letting her mouth off my cock. This was by far the best dinner with a girl’s parents I had ever had. She started to cum. To this day, I have no idea how I kept from blowing my load before she finished, but I did.
She had to drop my cock from her lips to catch her breath. She asked me not to touch for a few minutes. I just lay next to her until she finally asked if I had cum. I said no but it could wait for a bit. She looked up at me and said she had cum so hard she didn’t know if she could fuck. I said I was gonna need something.
She got this crazy grin on her face and said she had an idea. She grabbed some lotion from her beside table. I was disappointed but a handjob was better than nothing. She oiled me up and started stroking.
Then she got another handful of lotion rolled over. I told that she had enough oil on me and she said she knew that. She put one leg in the air and started to rub the lotion on her ass. She laid on her side and motioned me in behind her. My cock laid right in her crack.
She started to move her ass up and down my cock, nice and slow. I had to admit that it was much better than a handjob but it was about to get even better. Missy shifted her ass up just a little bit and I felt myself slide right up her asshole. We had talked about it a little but she was always afraid. Not tonight.
Her virgin ass gripped me like a fist. She rolled her hips just little each time we bottomed out. She had a great ass to look at but it was amazing to fuck. It was so tight but also so soft. She pushed back on each thrust. We didn’t talk at all. She just looked into my eyes over her shoulder.
I kissed her neck and her ear lobes. She sped up and I could feel my cum start to rise. I started to pull my hips back to cover her beautiful cheeks. She reached back and grabbed my ass and kept me planted in hers. That was it. I blew my load and squeezed into her. I just realized that we had never even finished undressing when I felt the wetness on my shirt.
Missy looked up at me and said thanks for coming to dinner.
It was about two in the morning when I felt the tiny hand on my cock. Mandy had gotten out of her bed and had a vice grip on my cock. I told her she was going to wake her sister and she needed to go back to her own bed. She looked up at me and said Missy sleeps like death itself. That was why she had waited to hear her breathing change to come over. Mandy had watched our whole session. She told me how hot it had made her and how much she wanted to try it too.
Mandy was so hot. She may have been young but she was an athlete. While Missy was voluptuous, Mandy was cute and skinny. She had the cutest little tits, definitely there but they didn’t need a bra. She was tan from running track and laying out with her friends. You could bounce quarters off her ass and thighs. Missy had brought her along on a couple of our dates to get her out of the house. She had always made me hard especially when she would sit on my lap or hug me and I could feel those little buds press into me.
Now,laying right next to her big sister that I had just fucked, she had my cock in her hands and wanted me to begin to teach her to fuck. I didn’t know what to do. She was young and could definitely cause me problems. On the other hand, she was hot and wanted me.
We walked quietly to her frilly bed. She moved some stuffed animals and sat on the edge of her bed. She looked up and asked what she should do first. I told her to lay back and open herself. She hesitated for a second and I thought I might be busted. But, she reached under her long t-shirt, took off her panties and laid on her pillows.
I slid up her from the end of the bed. God, she felt amazing! I laid my head on the pillow next to hers. The bed was smaller than Missy’s full size but Mandy was a lot smaller too. I put my hand on her smooth belly and leaned in to kiss her. We started gently and I caressed her stomach and upper thighs.
As we became more passionate, I laid my hand on her pussy and lightly stroked her clit and lips. She arched her back and grabbed my wrist. Being stronger, I was able to keep the pressure constant but light. “I need more”, she hissed under her breath.
I assured her that there would be more but she needed to wait and just get used to the sensations. I felt my fingers getting wetter with each strum of her delicate pussy. I leaned in to kiss the nape of neck and she drew her breath in through her teeth and started to quietly moan. I leaned in to remind her to be quiet and she told me how hot the fear of getting caught was making her.
Slowly, I moved from her neck to her shoulders to her breasts still covered in the t-shirt she wore to bed. I was torn suddenly. Despite really wanting to see and taste them for the first time, the friction of the shirt was making her nipples stand out and Mandy was very into the sensation.
I nuzzled and rolled my hands over them through the shirt for a few minutes while grinding my cock against her moistened thighs. Finally, I had to feel them directly. I asked Mandy to sit up and take off her shirt. The security light outside gave a soft glow to the room as I watched her teasingly lift the bottom of her shirt, exposing her taut belly. She brought it up to the bottom curve of her breasts and held it just in front of her nipples. I thought again that she might be wanting to back out. Until I saw her playfully bite her bottom lip and continue pulling the shirt up her tanned teen body.
I was transfixed. The soft light reflected off the tan lines from the tiny patches of her swimsuits. Although her breasts would barely fill the cup of my palm, her nipples were like the little brown cherries of the sundae. About the size of a half dollar, the perfect buds in the middle stuck out like pencil erasers.
As I leaned in to take one in my mouth, she interlaced her fingers and drew my head in. She tasted so amazing. As I licked and sucked my way to Nirvana, her hand found the waistband of my shorts. Her little hand began to move inside and up and down my shaft. If I hadn’t blown my load earlier, we would have had a mess on our hands.
“What were you and Missy doing when you went under the covers earlier?”, Mandy asked desperately.
I explained about a 69. Mandy told me that she had gone down on boys before and wanted to try. We rearranged ourselves and I found myself face to face with her pussy. Although, she was young, there was quite a bit of hair. That always and to this day gets me. My lips and tongue were soon following the same path my fingers had been on.
As my reward, her tight little mouth slid up and down my cock. I’m just average sized but her tiny little mouth made me look huge. I could tell that she wasn’t lying about her experience. Later, she told me about a teacher that she was with. Right now though, I just wanted to come.
Mandy got off on the humming the same as her sister. All that hair and was abrasive to my face. What got her to cum finally was my finger wiggling in her ass. As her wetness soothed my face, she popped my cock of her mouth.
“Remember, I want everything you gave to Missy.” She then rolled over on her belly and worked two fingers into her ass.
Turns out, she wanted me inside her, just not her pussy. Just like big sis, she grabbed the lotion from the beside table and had me put out my hand. As I rubbed the oil on my cock, she did the same with her asshole. Then, still face to she lined the two up, wrapped her arms and legs around me and used her hips to push me into her tiny hole.
It was slow going. She had given blow jobs and been fingered more times than she could count. This was the first time for her to have a dick anywhere but her mouth. She did it right taking me in inch by inch letting herself adjust. Once I got in as far as she felt comfortable, we lay together drinking in the situation until she started to roll her hips.
We kept it nice and slow. Her eyes widened with each thrust of her hips . She liked the control and I wanted her to have it. I didn’t want to do anything to mess things up. We had to stay quiet, as the last thing that I wanted was for Missy to wake up and see us. We both kept watching her bed for any movement but there was only the rise and fall of her breathing.
After a bit, Mandy wanted a change. Staying mounted on my cock, she rolled me on to my back and got herself facing away from me. That same dim light from outside that had so perfectly illuminated her beautiful breasts now did the same for her ass. She wanted some more thrust from me and watching my cock disappearing into the rounded fullness of her ass definitely provided the catalyst.
Pumping harder into her, I also reached around to find her clit. With the first touch she sank all the way down my cock. We were grinding into each other. For both of us, not being able to cry out or even moan was incredibly erotic. I could feel how aroused Mandy was on my fingers and I know she could feel it in her ass. My hands left her pussy and found her breasts. I coiled my fingers around them while she put her own tiny hands on her pussy. I told how close I was and she moved one hand lower and I felt a finger tracing from my balls to my ass. That was all that I needed.
I exploded inside of her. I had cum with women before. Hell I had just done it with Missy a little while earlier. But this time with Mandy was mind altering. The combination of all of the events of the evening just made everything as close to perfection as I had up to then. Mandy came right as she felt me. She said that she felt the same as I described and I hope that it was true.
I pulled the covers over us and we talked for a little while. We both knew that we couldn’t be together as a couple. There was of course her sister, who I did actually love and so did Mandy,the age difference and we knew that we were just too different. What happened was amazing but we couldn’t stay there.
We kissed and Mandy said that I needed to go back to Missy’s bed. There was no anger,sense of betrayal or even sadness. We both just had to move back into our lives.
As I got back into bed with her, Missy suddenly rolled over. She looked angrily at me and asked if I had a good time. As I stammered out a response, she and Mandy burst out laughing. Missy kissed me told me how they had planned this. “The next time you stay over we’ll have to help you get Maggie,” she laughed. “Yeah,” Mandy whispered from her room,”Then, you’ll have a full set.”

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Queen Yavara: Chapter 2

Same format as last time, ALL CAPS means that the story is being told from that character’s perspective. Prepare your anus for exposition dialogue.

Broken Birds, Part 22, Misha

Part 22
Misha
John McDale’s body was shipped back to the US, accompanied by his wife. Kat, now very pregnant, stayed at the compound.
By forcing them to focus on John’s last moments of happiness, Michael had unknowingly relieved their grief. In the last days, John reconnected with both his daughter and wife, giving them lasting memories of laughter and courage.
His oldest daughter delayed too long, her life more important than spending John’s last days with him. Privately, Tim told Michael he was pleased she’d delayed. She gave new meaning to the word “bitch”.
The funeral was taped for television. Nobody cared. It never aired.
John may have been a drunk, but he was also a skilled lawyer. He’d revised his will after his diagnosis. His large estate went to his beloved wife with small trusts to each of his three children. If they contested the will, they got nothing.
His oldest daughter, Angela, railed against him. She needed more money. She confronted her mother.
“I need more money. Why did Daddy do this to me?” she demanded.
Looking up to summon one of Tim’s men, Misha said quietly, “Because you’re a spoiled little bitch who wouldn’t change her plans to see her dieing father.”
Her daughter pulled her arm back to slap her mother and felt a vice clamp on her arm.
“I wouldn’t miss,” he said in a neutral voice, “If you hit your mother, your trust voids and you get nothing.”
John had known his children.
When she visited her lawyer, she received a letter with a copy of his will.
My Darling wife
I love you. I love you more than life. I’ve done many things wrong, but loving you was the one thing I knew was right from the day we met. I remember the first time we made love. And the last.
Because I love you, I am letting you go.
In Australia, you were alive in a way I haven’t seen since Robert was born. Go to them. They want you and need you there.
They made my last days wonderful, filled with laughter and joy. It is a gift I will cherish for eternity.
Please let Robert go. He is a depraved sociopath. Angela has love only for herself. Kat though, is an extraordinary, loving woman.
I am sorry that I left you so soon and with so many problems, but if you will go to Kat, you will find happiness. I know it in my heart.
Your loving husband.
Tim came to her. He helped her arrange John’s affairs. It took several months. In Australia, Kat, Rafaela and Alice gave birth. Misha bitterly resented not being present, but “things” kept her in the States. Their e-mails, pictures and videos kept her connected.
She used the time to go through an array of plastic surgeries. She could never compete with the other women in Michael’s life, but she could be the best a mother of three could be. She even had vaginoplasty and labiaplasty surgeries.
Robert was missing. The investigation speculated that he’d gone missing shortly after the rape of a teen girl, the clear implication that he’d either gone into hiding or that backwoods justice had been meted out. She loved Robert as a mother, but if he had become the monster the reports suggested, he should roast in hell.
Finally, on one fall day, Tim called. “He’s dead, Misha. I’m sorry.”
“Did he hurt that little girl?”
“I think so.”
“How did he die?” she asked remembering Beth’s face.
“You don’t want to know. But, he’s gone.”
She cried that night for her lost son and for Beth who would blame herself for the little girl’s pain.
Two nights later, Tim received a satellite call from Michael.
“Got a wild hair. What if Rafaela turned all Miguel’s money over to the feds? Think they’d drop all pending charges and searches? They could announce it as a major find. They’d probably also get Miguel’s safety deposit boxes. They could say it was on a tip from the Lista cartel.”
“Would she give away that much money?”
“I’ll ask.”
Rafaela eagerly agreed to Michael’s plan. It would eliminate her as a threat to the Lista cartel and eliminate the threat to her from the US government. If they got Miguel’s safety deposit box, the distribution system would be compromised. She and her family would be much safer.
Misha brokered the deal through John’s connections.
Misha’s older daughter found a lawyer to challenge the will. Misha and Tim crushed her. She got nothing.
Finally, Misha could leave and go to her new family. Cold December wind and snow urged her to go.
Tim saw her off.
The reunion was understated, but warm.
When the helicopter touched down, there was still a bit of the summer sun shining. The entire harem stood, waiting to greet her. In her heart, she thanked John for building a world where she would be happy.
The blades had barely stopped being dangerous when she exited.
Kat flew into her arms, hugging her close.
“Mom, I missed you so much.” Crushing hugs and lots of tears.
Beth thrust their child, Victoria, forward, “Meet your granddaughter, Vika.”
Misha hugged them both, but took Vika into her arms.
“Misha, let’s go home” Michael said softly yet firmly.
In the living room of the main house, Misha relaxed, Rachael at her side. Misha was tired. The flight had been long. The disposition of John’s estate had taken far too long.
“I’m sorry I missed Vika’s birth.”
“Mom, you also missed Michele and Liz’s birth.”
“I know, Honey, I know.”
Michael signaled his women to stop.
“Misha, do you want to get cleaned up or maybe swim?”
She looked a Michael thankfully. “I’d like to swim. You’ll make sure I won’t drown?”
He promised. She went with Rachael to find a suit.
Stopping at the pool entrance, it took a moment for Misha to take it all in.
The deck surrounding the lap pool held three playpens. Michaela sported a life jacket as she ran to the pool. Scabbed knees showed that it was not her first time to run on the pool deck.
Kat and Beth played with Vika, while Maria played with Rafaela’s child, Liz and Alice nursed Michele.
Jennifer swam the length of the pool effortlessly to beckon Misha in.
Misha was clothed in a one-piece suit that clung to her body, clearly showing every curve and indentation, her light brown hair in a ponytail. Kat looked up, “Mom, you look fabulous!”
Misha smiled warmly, rewarded for the months of pain and exercise. She knew she looked good, but still reveled in the praise.
She started when Michael placed his hands on her bare shoulders, not knowing he was behind her. “You look better than fabulous.” He leaned down, kissed her behind her ear sending bolts of electric excitement through her, causing her nipples to harden noticeably. Unconsciously, she leaned back, her shoulders touching his chest. She closed her eyes momentarily. Reality was proving far better than her dreams.
They played in the pool for an hour, champagne flowing freely. Misha hit the wall of exhaustion.
When she woke, she was disoriented. The room was dark, the curtains drawn. A clock beside her bed read 3:30. She was dressed in silken pajamas, beneath which she was naked. She tried to remember when she had collapsed, but could not. A faint light led her to the bathroom. Her cosmetics, hairbrushes and toothbrush were carefully laid out on the sink counter. She began to prepare to meet the beginning of her new life.
After showering, she went to her bags, preparing to unpack. They were gone. Instead, an outfit of shorts and blouse were laid out on the dresser with her underwear and sandals.
She dressed quickly, driven by increasing hunger. She hated airline food. She hadn’t eaten in two days.
When she opened the door, bright sunlight assaulted her eyes. The bright afternoon sun filled the main house living room from windows set in the canted roof. It was afternoon.
In the main living room Nita sat in a recliner, gently snoring.
Misha tried not to disturb her as she walked through the room to the kitchen. As she crossed the room, she looked out through the thick, large windows that overlooked the party pool and the sea. She found her new family. They were spread along the shaded pool deck with Rafaela in the shaded part of the pool, playing with Michaela who was dressed in a typical yellow Australian sun suit.
Michael saw the movement inside out of the corner of his eye and waved her to join.
Ignoring her growling stomach, she happily joined the group.
She smelled the grilling meat as soon as she stepped though the door to the deck. Michael walked directly to her, taking her into his arms, kissing her tenderly.
“Want some food?”
“I’m ravenous!” she smiled into his eyes.
“That could be taken several ways,” he said leading her to the grill, chuckling.
She cocked an eyebrow, “I know. That’s how I meant it,” she said with laughing eyes.
They ate, swam and laughed through the remaining afternoon. Michael marveled at the ease with which Misha fit in.
As the sun kissed the horizon, they went inside. Since they had eaten throughout the afternoon, they did not have dinner.
Kat and Beth took Misha aside. That she would join the harem was no secret. “Mom, how do you want this to happen?”
Misha had been dreaming of this since she had gotten John’s letter. It had removed the last obstacle to her happiness.
“What do you think about an “Alice” night?” she giggled like a little girl.
Alice had been initiated in a group, harem night.
“We were hoping you’d say that!” Beth said, giggling, giving an exaggerated fist pump to the others.
Once the babies had been placed in the hands of their nannies, the girls began to prepare, thanking Michael for the foresight in having so many bathrooms. Still, they were planning to expand the main house, given the expansion of the harem.
Kat and Beth shared a bathroom with Misha. They examined her closely. Faint lines showed the last of her surgeries. Misha had been waxed several days earlier and was baby smooth. Her skin glowed.
“OK Mom, out with it. What did you have done?” Kat asked giggling, holding her mother’s firm, soft breast.
“Oh just a little tuck her, a little nip there…”
Kat swatted her mom’s now firm ass.
“Owww. OK. Eyes, nose, neck, breasts, tummy and ass. I took a week at a skin clinic. I even had my pussy tightened and made to look young again.”
“Hopefully not too tight. Michael’s pretty big.” Kat remarked.
“Did it hurt a lot?” Beth asked, searching Misha’s body for scars.
“Like a bitch. I want this to be perfect, so let’s get ready.”
Kat and Beth shaved each other carefully, rubbing in soothing gels to prevent irritation. They took enemas, showered and applied makeup and perfume and brushed their teeth. Misha slipped into a thick white robe.
Finally, Beth handed her a small ring box. Misha gratefully put the ring on her right ring finger.
Dressed in bathrobes, the other girls waited for Misha outside the master bedroom carrying several bottles of champagne and champagne flutes. They knocked gently.
Michael opened the door, not knowing if it would be just Misha or a harem night. 11 sets of eyes told him the answer.
Michael took Misha’s trembling hand and drew her into the room, handing her a flute of champagne.
“Nervous, Honey?” he asked softly.
“It’s been more than twenty years since I was with a man other than John.”
“Then why the harem?”
“You’ll see,” she said giggling into her champagne glass.
Finally, Michael understood. Misha was very bi.
She put her glass on the side table, her arms around his neck. He did the same and bent to kiss her. It started gently, but quickly became strident with passion. It had been so long for her. She could feel her lubricant begin to dribble down her thigh.
She broke the kiss, her eyes flashing with pure lust.
She shrugged out of her robe, desperate for the feel of her skin against his. His robe hit the floor simultaneously. Another kiss and her legs began to tremble. He picked her up and placed her on the bed. She scooted to the middle of the giant bed. Michael followed her. She slid on top of him, her breasts squashed against his chest, her mouth ravenous on his.
“Now!” She said desperately.
He rolled her off and levered himself between her splayed legs. A strange hand grabbed his cock and rubbed it up and down her leaking slit, positioning him. She bucked to get him inside her fiery tunnel.
“Go slow,” a whisper in his ear.
He controlled his desire to impale her in a single thrust, gently pushing only the head past her inner lips. Her eyes snapped open. He felt huge. He waited for her to adjust. After a moment, she began to wiggle he hips, demanding more. She was incredibly tight. They began a rhythm of hip gyrations while moving forward in miniscule increments. When he finally felt his cock head kiss her cervix, she surprised him.
“I want to be on top now.”
He rolled them over and she looked down at him with both love and lust. She slid off him and then back on in a reverse cowboy position. Helpful hands lay her back against his chest. Michael placed his feet inside her legs and spread them both wide.
Michael felt hot breath near his balls. Mouths engulfed her nipples, sucking hard. Other hands caressed her body. Michael swept her hair away and began kissing the sensitive spot behind her ear as his hands caressed her shoulder.
“Oh God, that feels so good.” Misha exclaimed, feeling the probing tongue caressing her stretched labia. She was already getting close. The tongue continued to slide around the stretched labia. Misha’s legs began to shake; her hands gripped the hair of her female lover between her legs, pulling her closer. The mouth closed around Misha’s clit, sucking it hard, slowly licking it. The suctioning mouths on her nipples pulled harder. They bit down. Misha exploded and sat bolt upright, driving his cock along her g spot, deeper into her than any man had ever been.
“Yes” she screamed, again and again, still holding her female lover to her clit.
She came over and over again, her long abstinence fueling her need.
Finally, the circuit breaker in her heat tripped and she collapsed back onto Michael’s chest. She looked down to see who had given her such incredible pleasure.
“You taste great, Mom,” Kat giggled, her face awash with Misha’s juices.
Helpful hands moved Misha to the side. Nita took her place as Maria took Kat’s.
Last was Jennifer. She danced on his cock until he was close to cumming. She rolled off him and lay on her back, pulling him between her legs, guiding him into her.
“Make a baby with me!” she begged. She knew his ejaculation would be epic. They came together, uncertain whose orgasm triggered the other.
Twelve naked people toasted each other as they recovered. They all knew the night would last many more hours. There was no need to rush.
Shoshana knelt in front of Michael, taking his cock into her mouth and then her throat, savoring the taste of her sisters and her man. Her skill at pleasing Michael came from her extraordinary empathetic capability that was attuned to him. Her mutilated tongue helped a bit. He looked into her eyes as his cock disappeared into her mouth. His cock hardened, became rigid, and then steel. Time for round two.
Rachael, Shoshana and Lynne took Misha to the bed, having her lie face down. Rachael spread Misha’s legs wide and knelt between them. She began to caress Misha’s ass cheeks. Lynne began to knead her shoulder muscles while Shoshana began caressing her feet.
Misha felt in heaven, the pleasure starting as non-sexual, but quickly changed. Rachael kissed the small of Misha’s back, her tongue darting a quick lick. Her hands squeezed each ass cheek in turn, trailing her tongue down to Misha’s ass crack. Rachael slid her body lower so she had a clear view of Misha’s labia. Rachael’s tongue began a thorough exploration of her lips and labia, tasting the essence of her old friend and lover.
His tongue darted upward, caressing Misha’s pink starfish, Rachael almost laughing at her friend. She’d obviously used ass-lightening cream as part of her makeover. Her tongue and fingers caressed and finally penetrated her asshole. Alice lubed Misha’s asshole, stretching the tight orifice with one, then two fingers.
When she was finally satisfied her friend was ready, Alice motioned Michael over. As they had been preparing Misha, Beth and Maria had been giving Michael a very wet blowjob.
They lifted Misha to her knees. Michael positioned himself behind her. Rachael aimed his cock lower. Michael thrust forward, into Misha’s pussy. After three strokes, he withdrew and Rachael positioned him at her puckered hole. Slowly he pressed forward. With all the preparation, Misha’s sphincter relaxed and allowed the head of his cock to pop through, into her hot depths.
Rachael moved to Misha’s side, noting the clenched fists. Seeing her friend, Misha relaxed a bit. Her eyes clouded with lust. Rachael understood and moved above Misha’s head. Rachael leaned against the headboard and opened her legs. Misha levered herself up, allowing Rachael to slide her pussy directly beneath Misha’s mouth.
Rachael squealed with pleasure as Misha’s practiced tongue began exploring a pussy she’d known for more than thirty years.
Michael continued to move slowly and in very small increments, stretching her until he felt his balls on her pussy. His arm wrapped around her waist, pulling her to him, and rolled over. Once again, she was on top, fully exposed. The girls feasted on her. And then on each other as each took their turn on Michael’s cock.
The sounds and aroma of sex filled the room. Misha tasted each of the women at least once. She found Nita’s aroma and taste invigorating and exotic; Jennifer fresh and slightly tangy; Rachael womanly. Misha’s head spun as the orgy danced around her.
Finally, the girls helped Maria off his cock. Michael was visibly frustrated. Shoshana appeared with a soapy wet cloth. She lovingly cleaned his cock, just in case there was anything that could cause a vaginal infection. Usually Beth had his last ejaculation, but this was Misha’s night.
As Rachael tried to bring her to Michael, Misha whispered something that caused Rachael to laugh. Rachael nodded to Beth who immediately swung a leg over her father, facing him. Kat guided his cock into his daughter. Time seemed to slow as Beth carefully lowered herself, swaying in time to music only she heard. Though in the midst of ten other women, they were really in their own world. Michael’s hands and fingers found her nipples and twisted. She screamed in pleasure.
His hands dropped to her belly and then to her clit. Screaming, “Daddy!” over and over, her orgasm washed over her. Her fluttering tunnel muscles caressed his cock.
“I’m CUMMMMMMMING,” Michael yelled, totally forgetting their audience.
His pelvis bucked in time to his ejaculation, string after string of come shooting into his daughter.
She collapsed on top of him, totally spent.
“Wow, that was hot,” Nita said to Maria.
“Mom, what did Misha say to you when you giggled?” Lynne asked
“She said she needed to practice more before she took that monster back in her pussy! I told he we’d help her practice.”

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Campers Delight chapter 1 of 2

This short story is a work of fiction depicting bisexual activity between men and women including anal and oral sex. If any of this is not your “cup of tea” please read no further. Also, if your not old enough to read stories containing sexual content, read no further.

Becoming Sadi

Cody has a secret…he wishes he were a girl! What will happen when an old family friend discovers his secret and is okay with it….really okay with it!

ENTER ME

Heather and Jerry were always close growing up. It was not until they were adults that they realized how strong their attraction actually was and finally acted upon it.

Best summer job EVER! part 2.

Hey guys this is a continuation of my story, Best summer job EVER!!! If you like this, please give this story a good rating, it means a lot. Also, if you have any suggestions, tips or requests, leave them in the comments and I’ll do my best to follow them. Thanks. 

JAKOB AND JESSIE–PART 2

Chapter 1
Once Jakob’s mom had recovered from the shock of her son’s statements she began the short drive home. Jakob was silent but his mind was working. There had been no sex on the long bus ride home from Orlando, just some hand holding and kissing; he and Jessie had talked and talked about their future. They agreed that discussing everything with their parents right away was the best approach. When he and his mom arrived Jakob walked in and told his dad he needed to talk with them. He summarized what had happened on the ride to Orlando, omitting the explicit sexual parts. He told his dad about their plans to attend college and live together, then marry once school was completed. His dad puffed his pipe in contemplation. When Jakob was finished he placed the pipe in its holder and asked if they had been intimate.
Jakob had always been truthful with his parents and had anticipated his father’s question. “Yes, Dad, she was a virgin just like me. It was the second best thing that’s ever happened to me. The first was when she said she loved me.” And then he went on to tell about the rented room he and Jessie had shared.
His dad continued his thinking, puffing his pipe for several minutes before saying, “If this young lady is joining our family I think we ought to meet her, don’t you?”
“Yes, Dad. Thanks,” Jakob exclaimed as he rushed off to bed. When Jakob had gone he turned to his wife asking her, “Have you ever met her? Do you know her or her family?”
“I’ve seen her around school and the stores any number of times, but we’ve never actually met,” she replied tentatively. “I think her father is Harry Holmes. You know– the accountant.”
“Yes…I have met Mr. Holmes. Is she anything like her father?” he inquired further.
“I don’t think so. What’s she like? From what I’ve heard she’s fairly intelligent and gets good grades, too. On a scale of one to ten, she’d be a twelve, at least—tall and thin, good posture, light brown hair just below her shoulders, high cheek bones and skin most women would die for. Oh, yes—the brightest green eyes I’ve ever seen and a body most men would kill for.”
* * * * * * * *
Jessie’s ride home was in stark contrast to Jakob’s. When her mom had arrived she immediately asked Jessie, “OK…how did it go? Did you get anywhere with him?” When Jessie had first told her that she really liked a boy who was just too shy to even talk to her, they had actively discussed how to seduce him. On her ride home she told her mom everything—all the intimate details.
“I knelt on the seat, giving him a really good look at my body. When I turned around I could see he had a huge erection.”
“Oh, my.”
“I checked around—just about everyone was sleeping so I jerked him off.”
“Jessie!”
“Then I licked and sucked up all his semen. There was a lot of it and it tasted really yummy.”
“Oh, dear,” was all her mom could say. That’s how the conversation went all the way home. All in all though she was very accepting of everything Jessie had told her. The big problem would be her father who was known to enjoy bullying people to get his own way. This, too, Jessie had discussed with Jakob. They would stick together whatever he tried.
Chapter 2
The following morning Jakob was up even earlier than his usual 5:30. Once he had finished his chores he cleaned his truck—a 2010 Toyota Tundra– inside and out before breakfast and showering. He paid special attention to his hair, combing it carefully before trying unsuccessfully to tame his ever-present cowlick. He dressed in a solid blue golf shirt and clean khakis with white ankle socks and sneakers. Then he went to pick up Jessie for school. Mrs. Holmes answered the door. He was about to introduce himself when she said, “Good morning, Jakob. C’mon in. Jessie will be down in a minute.” It was just a moment later that Jessie appeared at the top of the stairs dressed in a pale yellow top that emphasized her breasts, held up by two thin spaghetti straps, and a mid-thigh length black skirt. Jessie flashed him quickly while her mom’s back was turned so he could see she was wearing no underwear; her bald pussy was totally exposed and accessible to him. It was clear from her top that she was wearing no bra, either. She hurried down the stairs and ran to Jakob. She held his head while she kissed him, rubbing her breasts against his chest and her leg into his crotch. Once again, Jakob’s body responded strongly, so when Jessie stepped away her mother could clearly see the straining cloth created by his growing erection.
“Oh, my,” Mrs. Holmes exclaimed, “you certainly didn’t exaggerate, did you, Jessie.”
Of course Jakob was mortified. “Uh…I’m sorry, Mrs. Holmes.”
“For what, Jakob?… for being human?…for loving Jessie? There’s no reason to apologize for any of those things. But, Jessie, don’t let him go to school until you’ve taken care of that. You caused it…you deal with it.”
“With pleasure, Mom.”
“Oh, by the way, Mrs. Holmes,” Jakob interrupted, “Jessie and I have some things to do this afternoon so it might be best if I took care of her dinner tonight.”
Jessie looked at him questioningly, but all Jakob would say is…”Two surprises…two surprises.”
They left the house and Jakob opened the passenger door, assisting her up into the seat before buckling her in. By the time he had walked around to his door Jessie had unbuckled her belt and slid across the bench seat to be closer to him. She leaned in for a quick kiss before he started the engine. Jessie rubbed Jakob’s erection slowly but firmly, causing it to throb as it grew in size and firmness.
“You’d better be careful or I’m going to have a very embarrassing accident.”
“Then you’d better find a place where we can fuck—the sooner the better. I’m dripping all over your seat, not to mention my skirt.”
Jakob pulled out of the driveway and up the street. After a few blocks he located an empty lot holding several cars and a large dump truck, all with “For Sale” signs on their windshields. He pulled in closely behind the truck. No sooner had he turned off the ignition than Jessie was out of her belt and had turned to face him. She clutched his head and kissed him. This was no soft gentle kiss. It was hard, hot, and hungry, borne of her overwhelming need for him. When she finally broke the kiss she pulled back just a few inches still clutching his head. “I never believed I could miss someone like I missed you last night,” she whispered to him. She opened his seat belt and pulled him toward her. She removed his pants and straddled him. Jakob moved to penetrate her but she stopped him, placing her hand over his lips. “Let me do it,” she begged him. “Let me work for you.”
Jessie held his rigid cock just below her slit. She was so eager, so hungry for him that her natural lubricating fluids flowed from her cunt like water from a tap. She slowly…very, very slowly…lowered herself onto him. Jessie had learned to love the sensation of Jakob’s cock entering and stretching her vaginal walls. She wanted it to last so she took almost thirty seconds before she felt the tip of his dick brush against her cervix. She stayed motionless in this position for several minutes, feeling her membranes expand to accommodate this rock hard intruder.
Finally, she initiated a slow sinuous motion which rubbed Jakob’s cock over all of her pussy walls, creating friction in spite of her copious fluids which soaked her thighs as well as his abdomen. Her pace quickened as she became hotter, craving completion for both of them. Jessie moved her hands from his shoulders to his hands, guiding them under her top to her firm breasts and hardening nipples which Jakob gladly massaged and pinched. Suddenly, Jakob felt a tiny twitch in her vagina—her orgasm was about to begin. He thrust deep and hard into her again and again. She shuddered and shook explosively as her orgasm took control of her body. Jakob continued his wild thrusts until he shot ONE…TWO…THREE…FOUR…FIVE thick hot rivers of semen, drenching her pussy and womb. His cum and hers leaked from within her down her thighs covering both of them.
They lay there together reveling in the success of their union. Finally, Jakob told her, “I could stay with you like this for hours but we need to get to school.”
“Don’t worry, we can be late.”
“Jessie Holmes,” he kidded, “you’re a very bad influence on me. You’ll ruin my perfect attendance record, for sure.”
“You mean you’ve never been late or absent all year?
“No, I’ve never been either late or absent—not since kindergarten.”
Jessie clung to him for another minute before jumping up and back. “Let’s go. I’m a mess but I can clean up when we get there.”
Jakob reached below the seat and produced a small plastic bag with two clean white towels. “I like to be prepared,” he told her as he passed one to her and wiped his body with the other. They left the lot and arrived at school with only minutes to go before the first bell. They made arrangements to meet at lunch.
Chapter 3
When Jakob had cleared the lunch line he looked all over for Jessie. Eventually he saw her friends waving him over. When he had deposited his tray he noticed them grinning mischievously. “Oh, Jakob, you’ve been really naughty, haven’t you? Jessie was leaking your cum from her pussy all morning. Her thighs were so sticky she had to go to the lav and wash up. We wish we had that problem, we’re so jealous.” Jakob sat and saw Jessie approaching, her inner thighs red from rubbing with the coarse paper towels. Jessie sat and kissed him before they ate. Sally cleared her throat, “I broke up with Joey last night. I got tired of getting no sex from him. I guess the word is out because I got two offers so far this morning. I’m planning on some serious fucking this weekend…thanks to you, Jakob.” He didn’t know what to say so he just smiled in reply. He was actually embarrassed. Sex was something personal and private to him; he would never discuss sex with Jessie with anyone—other than Jessie, that is. After lunch the girls left the table, leaving Jessie and Jakob alone. “So,” Jessie began, “what’s up this afternoon?”
“If I told you it wouldn’t be a surprise, would it? Let’s just say you’ll have a good time and leave it at that, OK?”
After school they met at his truck. Once seated inside Jakob took her hand, kissing the ring he had bought her at Sea World. “I have to ask you to break a promise you made to me.” He removed her silver ring—the one with the kissing dolphins—and put it onto the same finger on her right hand. Jessie seemed to be confused so he continued, “You’re going to need room there for your real engagement ring. That’s surprise number one. Reach into the glove box, will you, please?”
Jessie opened it and found a large manila envelope. “My dad,” Jakob continued, “went to the bank for me this morning.” He took the envelope from her, sliding it into his waist band.
“You don’t have to buy me a ring. I’m happy with this one,” Jessie replied.
“It’s something I want to do. I want everyone to know that we are really serious about each other, not just some goofy kids playing at love.” Jessie looked at him and understood. “You’re right. We know we’re serious but a lot of other people probably don’t believe us. Let’s go. I can’t wait.”
Their town was a small one, not big enough to support a jewelry store, but there was a pawn shop that sold a lot of jewelry among other things. That’s where they would begin their search. Jessie had no idea how much Jakob could afford so she started looking at some rings with tiny diamonds until Jakob shook his head and pointed to some with stones in the one carat range. They finally settled on one about 1.25 carats in a white gold setting. It cost Jakob just over $4,000. Jakob opened the envelope and calmly counted out forty-one hundred dollar bills. There were several more that he returned to the envelope.
Once the ring was sized and cleaned he carefully placed it on her finger saying, “I love you, Jessie, more than I can ever possibly tell you.” A tear came to Jessie’s eye, but it was a tear of sublime happiness. She kissed him and they left the shop.
“ Jakob, that was a wonderful surprise. No wonder I love you so much, but what’s next? Can’t you tell me?”
Jakob opened the truck door for her, climbed in behind her and drove away in silence. He was grinning but Jessie couldn’t figure out what was going on. Finally she said, “Jakob, you know it’s not nice to have secrets from your fiancé.”
“I know,” he replied, “and this is the last one I’ll ever have, but it’s something I have to show you.”
He drove down the highway until he pulled off onto the gravel drive of an abandoned farm. The house looked like something you’d see in an old cowboy movie. The paint was faded and the roof well-worn. There was a low porch that ran the length of the house. “This is the old Webster place. My dad bought it last winter. It’s about 800 acres. We talked this morning at breakfast. He knows we’ve been having sex and, obviously, we’re going to continue. He doesn’t want us doing it in the truck. He thinks it’s too dangerous—too easy to get caught. There have also been some incidents of muggings and robberies in the past few months. I’m sure you’ve seen them in the papers. Anyway, he offered this place to us. We can come here for sex if we want or to spend a weekend, anything we want to do. It has electricity and the water is connected. I know because Dad had me clean it out last week before the trip. I don’t know what he was thinking about at the time but it’s all ours now. Want to go in?” Jessie just smiled in reply.
Jakob helped Jessie up the step to the porch. He opened the door with his key and led Jessie in. The house was small but neat. She could see they were in the living room with an old TV, a worn couch and an upholstered easy chair. One doorway led to a large eat-in kitchen. To the left was a short hallway to the two bedrooms. It was in that direction that she led Jakob. The smaller bedroom with two twin beds was on the left; the larger “master” bedroom was farther down the hall facing the rear of the house. The bathroom entrance was opposite. Jessie walked in to find a double bed with an old iron headboard. The bed looked lumpy and it was, but it would serve them well until a replacement could be found. Jessie wiggled her finger to invite Jakob to follow her. She lay back on the bed and spread her legs, her feet pointing skyward. “OK, fiancé, do your thing; whatever you want, I want it, too.”
Jakob kneeled before her and slowly removed her thong. It had been thoroughly soaked during the morning’s sexcapade. The dried cum made the cloth stiff like cardboard. He lifted it over her heels and got down to work. He placed his tongue just in front of her ass and licked forward. He ran his tongue over her soft smooth labia. She responded with a soft mewing sound as he moistened her pussy with his saliva. Jessie gripped his head forcing his tongue into her slit. Jakob could taste her fluids as she self-lubricated. This was ambrosia—nectar of the gods. He drove his tongue deep into her in search of her delectable pussy juice. Using his tongue he fucked her hard and fast. “Ohmygod,” Jessie squealed. She thought she was in heaven when Jakob slipped his finger into her ass. “Oh, fuck me! That feels so good. Fuck me with your tongue. Fuck my ass. Put another finger in me…PLEASE!!”
Jessie was panting rapidly. Her eyes couldn’t focus. She stared vacantly toward the ceiling. She could feel the pressure rise in her cunt and spread throughout her body. Jakob was working her hard when she contorted her body in a spasm of euphoria; that spasm lifting her almost a foot off the bed, the springs groaning when she fell exhausted and drained, covered in sweat and cum. She relaxed for several minutes while she recovered. Jakob kissed her inner thighs, licking her clean, sucking up her juices as they leaked from her cunt. Finally, he kissed her pussy and rose to lie next to her. It didn’t take long for Jessie to discover how aroused he was. His erection jabbed into her side.
“Oh, I guess you really enjoy eating my pussy. You’re even more turned on than I am. She reached down to stroke him. She gripped his rock hard cock through his pants. Jakob groaned in response. Jessie leaned over so she could unbuckle his belt and slide his pants down and off his legs. His cock stood up pushing the leg of his boxers aside. When Jessie fingered his cock her touch was electric. The cock leaped up several inches in response. “Lie back, Tiger. Let’s see what I can do with this.”
Jakob did as he was told. He lay back as Jessie moved between his legs. She cupped his balls, rubbing them tenderly. She licked each testicle getting exactly the reaction she wanted—Jakob moaned in ecstasy. Jessie moved up, leaned forward, and licked his enormous cock from base to tip. She pushed her tongue into the hole at the head just before taking the head into her mouth. If Jakob had felt pleasure before, now he felt as though he were soaring through the heavens. Every part of his body tingled with delight. Jessie was only able to get about a third of his cock into her mouth. She resolved to practice, practice, practice until she could deep throat him. What fun that would be! She sucked and moved her head up and down, her mouth simulating her cunt. When she heard Jakob utter a loud “UGGHHH” she knew he was about to explode. She took a deep breath so she could swallow all of his cum, and she did it just in time. Jakob rammed five huge splurts of cum straight into her throat. When he had finished she slowly licked his cock clean, even pulling the last few drops from his tip. She then kissed the cock that had given both of them so much pleasure, and leaped onto the bed, falling into Jakob’s embrace.
They rested for almost an hour, slowly regaining their strength, recovering from their sexual ordeal. Then Jakob rose on one elbow, leaned down to kiss his lover, “Hungry?” he whispered.
“Famished, any ideas?”
“Sure, we could go out or bring in—Chinese, pizza, whatever you want.”
They decided to get pizza delivered. While they waited Jessie had some questions for Jakob. “Jakob, I love my ring, but are you sure you can afford it? I would have been satisfied with something much smaller.”
“I told you once that I don’t throw my money around, but what I didn’t tell you is that I do have a fair amount of money. My grandfather left me over $100,000. My dad had two brothers who died young—one in Vietnam, the other in a bad car collision—so he was Grandpa’s only heir, other than me. Also, I’ve been working on our farm and others since I’ve been ten. You know my dad has the largest farm in the area. He has a lot of equipment the smaller farmers can’t afford so he rents it out when they need it. It comes complete with an operator—me! Dad gives me sixty percent of what he charges so my share is usually somewhere between 500 and 700 dollars a day. I have to work long hours, but it’s worth it. I’ve cleared at least $20,000 a year for the past eight years. Of course, I invested it. At first my dad managed the money, but three years ago he turned all that over to me. I’ve done pretty well—averaged more than ten percent a year. So, anyway, I plan to pay my own way through college and grad school and we should have more than enough to get us started once we’re married.”
When he finished he looked at Jessie. She just sat there in awe of him. “The more I learn about you, the more incredible I find you are,” she said finally. “How lucky can I get?” They started to hug, which led to a kiss, which might have led to more, had the pizza delivery not interrupted them. After their dinner Jessie excused herself to the bathroom. She laughed when she saw the old fashioned tub on legs. It looked pretty big, though, and that gave her some ideas. But they would have to wait. Now she had to go home. She knew she would miss Jakob more than ever. She could hardly wait until they could be together.
Chapter 4
Jessie was invited to meet Jakob’s parents on Saturday afternoon. She was really nervous when Jakob picked her up. Jakob introduced her and her nervousness melted away when his mom hugged her. Jakob’s dad, however, just stood there with his hands on his hips. “I will have to talk to Anna about the lies she’s been telling about you. She told me you were a twelve on a scale of ten. You’re easily a fifteen! I’m glad my son has such good taste.”
“Thank you, Mr. Johannson.”
“That’s something we’re going to have to change. I can’t have any daughter-in-law calling me ‘Mr.’”
“Can I call you ‘Dad?’ Is that OK?” she asked.
“Much better. Now, how about a hug?”
Jessie gave her new dad a big hug and when she pulled back she noticed a large lump in his pants. “So that’s where he gets it from,” she thought. Dinner was steaks cooked on the grill with baked potatoes, baked beans, and corn on the cob. Jakob did the honors cooking the steaks, something that once again surprised Jessie. She wondered if she would ever know the full extent of his abilities.
During dinner Jakob’s father commented, ”I see you’re making good use of the Webster place. That’s good. I’m glad. You are both young and healthy. You should be enjoying each other.” Jessie was a little embarrassed by his frankness but saw that Jakob took it in stride. She assumed correctly that they had a very open relationship just as she had with her mom. She tried to help with the clean-up after dinner, but Jakob’s mom told her, “I’ll do this. Then I’ll take care of that lump in Sven’s pants. You two go and take care of each other.”
Jakob drove to their new hideaway. He led her into the kitchen where he slowly removed their clothes. They stood naked in the moonlight as they moved together for a kiss. Jessie loved the way Jakob’s tongue sought hers and wrestled in their mouths. She was a bit surprised when jakob lifted her onto the counter top. He moved her legs up onto his shoulders, a movement that placed her pussy directly in line with his throbbing cock. He was leaking pre-cum which he rubbed into Jessie’s slit, not that she needed any extra lubrication. Her pussy was soaking wet. Jakob pushed his hips forward, sliding his cock easily into her velvet tunnel. Jessie pulled his head forward so they could kiss as they fucked. Jakob could feel Jessie squeeze her vaginal muscles, increasing his pleasure. He licked two fingers then pushed them into her ass. “Oh, yes, Jakob. I love that. Fuck me with your fingers. I can’t wait until you stick your cock in there. I hope it will happen soon.” Jakob pulled his cock out and rubbed his tip against Jessie’s swollen clit. It was only seconds before she came so hard she squirted all over him. They both laughed. “We’ll have to remember how to do that. I’ve never done it before. It felt so great. Now let’s take care of you.”
Jessie slipped off the counter and bent forward in front of Jakob, her hands on the counter. Jakob grabbed her by the hips; his cock slid right into her hot silky hole. Jessie pushed back, forcing him deeply into her. As Jakob thrust forward, Jessie pushed back. They had never fucked like this before but it was only seconds before they had coordinated their efforts with great effectiveness. When Jessie felt his cock throb she pulled off, spun around, and pulled his cock into her mouth just in time to swallow his entire load. She licked their combined fluids from his cock enjoying her own taste as much as she relished his. “I’m determined to get all of this cock into my mouth,” she told Jakob. “I want to practice every day, OK?”
“Only if I can practice on you at the same time.”
“It’s a deal!”
While Jakob and Jessie were satisfying each other his mom had just started the dishes when Sven, her husband, came into the kitchen. He stood behind her, raised her skirt, and put his hand on her ass. Anna had a good body for a woman of her age—almost forty. She was tall and thin with small breasts and narrow hips. Her ass was round and her abdomen flat. Most importantly she made maximum use of her assets. She squirmed her ass back into Sven’s hand. “Go ahead, stick your finger in my ass. Get me ready for your cock.”
“Ah, Anna, you know what I like, don’t you.”
“I know you liked rubbing against Jessie. I’m going to have to keep a close eye on you, I think.”
“She is a beauty, I have to admit. In some ways I envy Jakob. But I’m more than satisfied with you, my dear.”
“You’d better be,” she kidded as she led him into the bedroom, his finger still up her ass. Anna pulled her blouse over her head, undid her bra, and threw her skirt onto the floor. She knelt on the bed and bent forward, inviting her husband to fuck her pussy or ass. Sven dropped his pants revealing a monster cock, even bigger than Jakob’s. It was oozing pre-cum which he rubbed into his wife’s slit. Anna was already lubed up and ready for sex. She reached back and pulled his cock into her pussy. “Put it there first to get it lubed up then I want you in my ass and I want it hard.”
Sven placed his hands on her waist so he could pull himself all the way into her. When they were first married Anna feared sex because of his mammoth size but years of experience and the birth of their child had made his entry much easier. Sven loved the feel of his wife, the contractions he felt when she flexed her muscles. Sven pumped her hard and fast and when he was ready he pulled out, moved his cock up and pressed against her sphincter. Sven was so large there was no way this wasn’t going to hurt initially, but that pain would quickly yield to intense pleasure as his rock hard cock pressed against the thousands of nerve endings lining her anus. She grunted as he made entry. Sven knew from years of experience that he needed to wait now for her to recover. She would signal him when she was ready. After a few minutes Anna pushed back, forcing his cock deep into her ass. “Fuck me hard, Sven. Fuck me hard!” Sven pushed his cock all the way into her bowel then withdrew before ramming home again. He repeated this savage motion over and over until his balls started to clench. “Anna, I’m close.” She pulled off him and took his cock into her mouth so she could swallow his offering. She had never objected to the taste of her ass because she loved the taste of his cum so much. Anna was an oral junkie. She’d put almost anything into her mouth, especially after it had been either in her pussy or her ass. Sven lunged forward as his first stream of creamy cum hit her tonsils. He repeated several times, filling Anna’s mouth with creamy cum. She showed it to him before swallowing and licking him clean.
“You know, Anna, I think I’ll keep you.”
The following day Jakob went to meet Jessie’s parents for dinner. He had already met her mom, of course. When introduced to her father who had a reputation for rudeness and bullying he said, “Pleased to meet you, sir,” and extended his hand. Mr. Holmes ignored this gesture, instead staring into space.
During dinner the expected interrogation began. “I assume you’re infatuated by having sex with my daughter, like all of her other boy friends.”
“Sir, I won’t lie to you. Jessie and I are having sex together, but I assure you that she was a virgin just like me.”
“I find that hard to believe. Just take a look at her.”
“I love looking at her. She’s beautiful. But you’ll have to take my word about the other part.”
Howard changed his direction of attack. “I’m sure you know that Jessie is in the top ten percent of her class, ranked 25th out of, what is it, two hundred and fifty something? I can’t imagine you could possibly meet such a high standard.”
“Actually, sir—I’m number six which would put me around the top 3 percent.”
Her father just glared. Jessie was upset that he was being so rude. “Why do you think you are good enough for my daughter?”
“Well, sir,” Jakob started, trying to be polite and respectful, “the truth is… I don’t think I am good enough for her… but for some reason she thinks I am,…and that’s what really matters.”
Now her dad was becoming angry. This conversation was not going as he had planned. “Well, I hate to tell you this, but I can’t really see Jessie as a farmer’s wife.”
“I agree with you, sir. But your concern is moot since I’m not planning on being a farmer.”
“You’re not?” It was Jessie who was surprised to hear this.
“No… for several reasons. First, my dad is young—only 42—so I expect him to work for at least another 25 to 30 years. I wouldn’t be taking over the farm for a long time. Second, the family farm is becoming an anachronism. The future of farming is in big corporations like ConAgra that can afford all the expensive equipment and are big enough to diversify and take advantage of economy of scale. I’ve spoken to several of their local executives. They run into a lot of Ag grads and a lot of business grads but very few with both sets of skills. That’s why I plan to have a dual major—agriculture and business. I’ll get my MBA once I graduate.”
“You seem to have an answer for everything. A real know-it-all, aren’t you?”
“No, sir, there are probably millions of questions I couldn’t answer, but I was able to answer the ones you asked.”
Howard Holmes was accustomed to getting his own way at all costs. So far he wasn’t getting his way at all and he wasn’t happy. He played his ace in the hole. “I don’t think you are right for my daughter and I don’t like this relationship. I especially don’t like the idea of you seducing my daughter and coercing her to have sex with you.”
“Daddy! That just isn’t true. If anyone did any seducing it was me that did it. Jakob doesn’t have to coerce me—I love doing it with him. And, the truth is that I’m not good enough for him. We came here hoping to get your blessing…”
“Well, you’re not getting it, and if you persist in this relationship I’ll cut you off without a cent. Then where will you be?”
“Mr. Holmes, I’m more than happy to pay for Jessie’s education and support her. I’m paying my own way through college and I can afford to cover both of us.”
“Really? Where would a bum like you get that kind of money—steal it?”
“Daddy!”
“No, sir,” stated Jakob calmly, “I’ve been working and saving since I was ten. You can keep your money. We don’t want or need it.”
That was the final straw for Howard Holmes. “I’ve had enough of you. Get out!”
Before Jakob could say anything Jessie put her hand on his arm and stood. There was a tear on her cheek but steel in her eyes. “Daddy, you just don’t get it. We came here to ask for your blessing but with or without it we are going forward together. Unfortunately, it looks like you won’t be a part of it. Jakob has made me very happy, happier than I could ever imagine being. I want to be with him and I’m going to be with him whether you like it or not. Let’s go, Jakob. I’m sorry, Mom.” She took Jakob’s hand and they left the house.
They drove silently to the Webster house—their house now. Jakob stopped the truck and turned to Jessie. “ I don’t want to be the reason for you losing your family.”
Jessie took his hands in hers. “Jakob, we’re going to talk about this now—once and only once. You are not the cause of this. You actually had nothing to do with it. It’s just how my father operates. He always has to be in total control. I’m the one who made the decision to leave and I’d make it every time. I love you and my father is an asshole. We can live here. OK, we’ll need a new bed, but otherwise it’ll be fine. Plus… I will have a family—yours.”
They exited the truck. This time, at the door Jakob swooped Jessie into his arms and carried her through. He carried her straight to bed where they held each other until they fell asleep.
Meanwhile, at the Holmes residence Mrs. Holmes sat at the table in silence, glaring at her husband. Finally, she spoke. “You’ve been bullying people for years and getting away with it. I can’t believe you did it to your own daughter. You’re a sick, sick person. This was my parents’ home. The deed is in my name. Pack a bag and get out—now–before I call the police and have you removed. I’ll send the rest of your things to your office. You and I are finished.“
Chapter 5
Jakob and Jessie woke early the next morning, aching from the lumpy mattress and hungry. There was nothing in the house except a few cans of Coke. Jakob used his cell to call his dad. To his surprise he knew all about the fiasco of the previous evening. “Mr. Holmes called here last night ranting about how you were destroying his daughter, insisting that the relationship end.”
“What did you do, Dad?”
“I told him I was looking forward to Jessie joining our family. He went ballistic. Later on Mrs. Holmes called and told us that she had thrown him out. She was concerned for Jessie. I told her she would be safe with you, but Jessie should call her sometime today.”
Jakob told Jessie about the calls. She sat in the kitchen, head in her hands. “Are you OK?” he asked.
“Yes, Jakob, actually I’ve never been better. But I’ve been thinking. I don’t want to get married after college. I want to get married now. I’m worried about what my father will do. I’m sure he’s furious at both of us. If we’re married there won’t be anything he can do. We’re both old enough so we don’t need anyone’s permission.”
“I think you’re right, but we have to agree—no children until we have both finished school. We both need our education—me to support us, you in case something were to happen to me. Agreed?”
“Yes, and it will give us lots of time to practice, practice, practice. Speaking of which, I didn’t get any last night, and neither did you.” She took Jakob’s hand and led him back to the bedroom. Jakob was hard by the time she pushed him onto the bed. “I told you I wanted to get all of you in my mouth. Now is a great time to practice. Jessie knelt in front of him, stroked his huge cock, and began licking it—all around the swollen head—before putting her lips around it. She pushed it into her mouth until she gagged then moved it back out just a little. Again she pushed it in. It filled her mouth so she ran her tongue along the shaft to increase his enjoyment. In and out she continued. Her gagging decreased as her mouth grew more and more accustomed to it. She had managed to get more than half of it in when she felt the cock shudder. A deep breath held her while she gladly received the results of his orgasm. His cum sprayed straight into her stomach. She felt she could really get to love doing this. Slowly she pulled a good six inches from her mouth. “Progress,” she said. “I’m getting there. Soon I’ll be able to take all of you.”
“You don’t have to, you know. I have no complaints about anything you’ve done for me. In fact, I love everything you’ve done, but now it’s my turn.” He pulled her up to the bed situating her at the edge. He knelt on the floor pushing her legs up. She was shocked when he put his tongue on her asshole. Slowly he teased her by running his tongue all around her sphincter before pushing on its center. If Jessie was surprised at her rim job she was astonished when he pushed his tongue into her anus. “Oh…oh…oh damn. Jakob, that feels so fucking good…so fucking good.” Jakob started to fuck her ass with his tongue, just as he had done with her pussy. There are many more nerve endings in the anus than in the vagina so this sensation was extremely intense—pure and total pleasure. “I don’t care if it hurts. I want your cock in me. Do it now. I want it, no, I demand it. Do it now.”
Jakob rose and moved to the bed stand for some lube which he applied liberally to his cock and to Jessie’s asshole. He slowly applied pressure and Jessie pressed against him. Gradually he forced his way into her ass. She cried with the pain but it passed quickly and she pushed again against the intruder. Jakob’s cock eased its way into her bowel, touching flesh never before touched by any living thing. Jessie thought it felt wonderful. She felt completely stretched and filled—a sensation she had never before experienced but wanted again and again. Jessie’s ass was understandably incredibly tight so it took no time at all for Jakob to cum again. This was another sensation Jessie loved—the feeling of hot cum exploding into her bowel. When jakob pulled out she had a gaping hole through which his cum poured. She put her fingers to her ass and scooped up as much as she could, shoveling it into her mouth. Jakob was almost totally drained but he still wanted to get Jessie off—to do for her what she had undertaken for him. He placed his mouth over her swollen clit and sucked, pulling her button between his teeth, licking as he sucked. She felt as though her entire being had exploded in complete rapture. As she collapsed onto the lumpy bed she pulled Jakob to her. “I’m going to miss this bed,” she whispered just before falling again into a delicious sleep.
Chapter 6
Both Jakob and Jessie had exams the next day. They had studied together in the old Webster kitchen. It was good for both of them as their skills and knowledge meshed effectively. At the end of the day they drove to the town hall for a marriage license. They were just mounting the steps when Jessie’s father appeared behind them.
“You—Johannson! You’ve ruined everything I have. You destroyed my marriage and my life. I’m going to settle the score now if it’s the last thing I do.”
“Excuse me for disagreeing,” said Jakob, “but you did all that yourself. And I believe it just may be the last thing you do.”
Enraged, Howard Holmes lunged toward Jakob, running up the steps, a large knife in his hand. “Jakob!” Jessie yelled but it was unnecessary. Jakob had seen the knife and was ready. It was a match of a flabby 49 year old accountant against a toned 18 year old farm boy. As Holmes brought the knife down to stab him Jakob intercepted the blow, gripping his arm with his hand. Jakob squeezed his arm so hard Howard’s eyes bulged from the pain; Jakob’s other hand found its way around Howard’s throat. Slowly Jakob forced the older man down until he fell on the steps, the knife bouncing away on the concrete as he rolled down the steps gasping for breath and totally defeated. It was only a moment before the police arrived to arrest Howard Holmes on more charges than Jakob and Jessie could count. Nobody in the town was the least bit sorry or upset to learn of Howard’s fate, so hated was he for the way he had treated the townspeople for years.
It was the next day when hand in hand Jakob and Jessie climbed the stairs to the license bureau and their future together.

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