Getting a New Maid
My loving wife finds away to keep my mind occupied while she is at work…who doesn’t need an extra pair of hands to help out around the house?
My loving wife finds away to keep my mind occupied while she is at work…who doesn’t need an extra pair of hands to help out around the house?
Please shoot me your feedback & ideas! I have quite a few more chapters I’m working on now and would love some constructive feedback on this, and my future works. This story is built off of J.R. Parz’s Master PC Universe. Thanks for creating such a fun world! As to Chapter 3 – It needs a re-do here in the future. So, stand by for that!
Guessing I need to add this… if you’re under the age of 18, please stop reading now. All characters in this story are 18 years or older.
A night of drinking and strip poker ends badly for Ellie
Jamie has school troubles and solutions. Bianca deals with her husband. John discusses business with Mark and his wife, Samantha.
Debra is just an ordinary woman till she really discovers what sex is about
THE SUBSTITUTE
First let me introduce myself. I am a 22 year-old collage Junior, majoring in Physical Education. I am a senior diver on our dive team, as well as a National Swimming champion with the ability to make it onto the United States Olympic Swim/Dive team. I am 6’ 3 ½” of pure lean muscle with a six pack that Bud Light would pay money to advertise. Everyone that knows me calls me Swim, ever since I started swimming and diving at a young age. It really seems to fit since it is basically my initials, Steven William Mathews.
To start my story, I have to go back several months to pre-season training.
We start to train for diving competitions about 4 months before the first meet. So it is February, a sort of mild winter for Oregon, and I am learning a new level 5 competitive dive. It is the hardest dive at our competitive level, including a full layout twist with a double pike spinning tuck from the 50 foot platform. This is the dive that will get me to the Olympic level.
We stopped for lunch, and some of the guys decided it would be fun to run outside in the cold weather in our Speedos. Always up for a challenge, I agreed to tag along. Well, to make a long story short, one of the younger freshmen on the team left the door slightly open when he went out. So as I was running back in, some of the water on the side of the pool was slightly frozen, and well…down I went. I did not break anything, thank God, but I did however tear my right quad muscle. I had to wear a half thigh cast for about 8-10 weeks.
So I was in a pretty serious relationship with a girl since we were freshman, and we had a very active sex life. Kamerun was on the track and field team, and was quite toned. Kami, as I called her while in the throes of passion, loved to ride me, chest to chest, while I sat on the bench of my weight set. With the plaster cast on my thigh, this caused a problem, she complained because it rubbed her ass and inner thighs raw from the fiction. After trying several different positions, it was either painful for me, or her, so she called it quits on the fucking until my cast came off. This kind of pissed me off, since I was used to getting it on at least once every day.
Kamerun would still come over and hang out quite often, but all we did was study or watch DVD’s. I was getting very sexually frustrated, and Kamerun was turning into a real bitch. After a particularly stressful day, Kamerun was acting like the spoiled rich brat that she was, and I asked her if she was PMSing. She yelled, “FUCK YOU, SWIM!!” and slammed the door on her way out. Now I lived in the dorms, and shared my room with a 20 year old freshman named Mitchell. Mitch was an architectural major who was also on the college baseball team. We got along fairly well, but didn’t really hangout outside of the dorm. This particular day, he happened to come home just as Kamerun slammed out of our room.
“You must have really fucked up bro, she nearly ran me over!” Mitch laughed. “Yeah,” I said, “I used the three letter word.” “Huh!” Mitch asked confused. I replied, “PMS!!” “Damn bro, you must be a glutton for punishment.” Since I was so pissed off myself, I just blurted out, “well she won’t fuck me anyway, I ain’t had a good orgasm for weeks.”
Mitch totally looked stunned. “Sorry bro, it’s my problem.” As I started to turn the TV on, I got the shock of my life. “I can help you with that, if you want.” I just stared at Mitch for a minute. Now let me just say “straight” out, that I am 100% heterosexual. Mitch was a couple inches shorter than me, but with a very similar athletic body. Since Mitch was a toe head, you could barely see his body hair, so it looked like he had none. He wore his blond hair rather long in the front, and shorter in the back, making it fall over his face. I guess you could call him attractive, but I really did not know much more about him. “Fuck Mitch, I am sooo not gay. You’re on your way to getting your ass beat!” “Hey, let me explain. I am bi, not gay, first of all. And just think of it as a mouth to suck you, and an ass to fuck. It would not be any different if your girlfriend was doing it. It would not make you gay, or even bi, you’d be just a guy getting the best blow job of his life.” Well, I did not know what to think. Could he be right? Could it be that easy, to just close my eyes and think he was Kami?
“I just don’t think I could do it.” I said. Mitch started toward me, and sat next to me on my bed, “look, you don’t even have to look at me, I can give you one helluva blow job, and I will let you fuck my ass, I can face away from you so you would not even see me.” Mitch reached for my fly, and I started to jerk away. “Just try it, if you want to stop, I will stop.” So I closed my eyes and leaned back against the wall. Mitch slowly started to take my jeans off. “STOP!” I hollered, “not on my bed dude.” So I got up to go to his bed, letting my jeans fall. Mitch slowly rubbed his hand along the bulge in my boxers, gradually applying more pressure. I was trying hard to forget a dude was about to suck my rod. Suddenly Mitch yanked my boxers down, and flicked his tongue across the head of my 7 ½” cut cock. It rose to attention immediately; at least my prick did not care if it was a male or female mouth. Mitch started slowly twisting his tongue around the length of my shaft, up and down, as I rested back against the wall. Mitch continued, wrapping his lips around my pink head, and in one swift movement, he had all 7 ½” in his throat. I could not help but release a moan, he was right about one thing, it was the best blow job I’ve ever had, so far at least. As he bobbed up and down, he grazed his teeth along the sensitive tissue of my prick, cause me to nearly blow my wad right then. Then he engulfed me entirely, and sort of moaned, causing his throat to vibrate on my dick. “Oh fucking shhhiiitttt” I screamed, “I’m gonna blow bro.” With that I had the most explosive orgasm in my life.
I just fell against the wall, panting, trying to catch my breath, afraid to open my eyes and see who just blew my mind, when I felt Mitch’s hand stroking my dick. I soon realized he was applying lube, and preparing for an ass fuck. Before I could catch my breath to speak, Mitch planted his tight ass over my prick, and bottomed out on me, I felt my dick hit his prostate. “Oh my fucking, my fucking ohhhh yeah!” I stuttered, as he rose up, and slammed down again. Not wanting to touch him sexually, I grabbed his hips like I would Kami’s, and began ramming into his tight hole. After about ten minutes of hard fucking, I felt my ball sack tightening up, getting ready for release, suddenly, string after string of thick cum shot up into Mitch. He moaned as I felt his ass cheek tighten, guessing that he was blowing his wad as well. “Fuck dude,” I said shoving him off of me, “don’t fucking ever cum on me again, or I may have to fuck you up, understand, you offered to help me, I did not promise to return the favor!” Mitch turned around to clean his self off, “dude, I am sorry, but I have never been fucked like that before, and I just could not hold it.”
I really did not know what to think about what just happened. I knew I was not gay, far from it, but I just had the best blow job, and the best fuck of my life. The orgasm I had the second time almost caused me to pass out. I tried to tell myself it was just because it had been so long since I had one that it had just been building. Yeah, that was it. We ignored each other the rest of the night, and I had a little trouble falling asleep. In the morning, I had a plan all worked out.
“Mitch,” I said, “I’ll make a deal with you man. I need sex, and Kamerun will not do anything right now because my cast hurts her. It did not seem to bother you, so here is my plan. I will let you continue to suck me, and I will continue to fuck you as much as you want, but I will never look at you, and I will never touch you except to your hips to gain momentum. And never under any circumstance are you to try to kiss me, I will fuck you up. And if you so much as utter a single word of this to anyone, I’ll fucking kill you. Got it! I AM NOT GAY!!” Mitch sat for a moment, contemplating my proposal. “Alright bro, it was the best fuck I ever had last night, even if you do not want to hear it, I WILL enjoy being your substitute fuck.”
So, that is how the next 7 weeks went. We still did not really see each other outside of the dorm, but it seemed we both suddenly felt the need to be in the dorm more and more. As I got more familiar with Mitch’s ass, it was easier and easier to fuck him. “Swim, how much longer until the cast comes off,” Mitch asked as I walked into the room after my latest doctor’s appointment. “About 2 more weeks, I can’t wait.” I set my books on the desk, flopped into the chair, tossing my crutches to the floor, and leaned back, closing my eyes. “You look stressed, I think I can help,” said Mitch, kneeling before me and beginning to rub my crotch. My pulse suddenly quickened, causing my heart to beat rapidly. I could not understand the feelings I have been having when having sex with Mitch; after all, he was just a substitute, not really like a guy at all. To me, he was just any other girl giving me head; just another tight ass to fuck. “Uuughhhh”, I moaned as my dick was engulfed in a warm, wet mouth. “Fuckin yea, that’s it, deeper; stick it in your throat.” I felt the vibrations from his throat before I heard his moan; that, I think, is my favorite thing. Mitch slid my hard prick completely out of his mouth, and focused just on the tip. He had this way of sticking the tip of his tongue in my slit, Kamerun never did that. “OOOHHHH yea, oh fucking yea, that’s it,” I cried, in complete ecstasy. Then Mitch went nose deep to my shaved base, scraping his teeth along the way down. It seemed Mitch was trying harder than ever to pleasure me, as he began sucking, drawing hard, like on a straw. I knew I couldn’t hold back much longer. Mitch rubbed on my balls, just before taking one and then the other into his mouth. That did it, I felt my balls tighten, preparing to squirt. I pushed Mitch off of me, turning him around. He yanked his shorts down, and bent over. I shoved my dick up, as he came down, going balls deep into his ass. This first orgasm created the lube we needed to keep going.
Since I could not stand on my leg, the only way I have ever fucked his ass was with him sitting on me. I was particularly horny today. I had talked with Kameron after class today. She is looking too damn good to me. I wondered if she is being faithful to me all this time. After all, it is not like I am cheating on her, Mitch is just her substitute.
I grabbed his ass with both hands, braced my left foot on the corner of the desk, and started rocking my hips harder. The harder I rammed into Mitch’s ass, the harder I wanted to. I could hear him moaning louder than ever, almost sounding like he was in pain. At this point I did not care; all I cared about was fuck as hard as I could. As I felt my ball tightening for the second time, I pulled all the way out to the tip. I slammed into his ass as hard as I could in my position, shooting several ropes of cum deep in his ass. “FUCK,” Mitch cried as he pulled off my still hard cock. I noticed he was holding his dick with both hands. “Sorry bro, I could not help it this time,” Mitch said brokenly. He looked like he was about to cry. As I started to ask why, I looked down and seen what he was talking about. “Shit dude. Clean it off, NOW” I said, looking at his thick strings of cum on my shoe.
“I am really sorry Swim, I could not help it, the way you rammed my prostate. Unless you have been fucked in the ass, you just don’t understand how it feels,” Mitch almost cried. “It’s alright, just clean it off. Forget it happened.” I said. After he cleaned it off, he asked if I had enough, or if I wanted more. “Naw, I’m good.” We watched TV for a while, then I went to bed.
I woke the next morning feeling like I did not sleep at all. Something was bothering me, but I could not figure out what it was. Mitchell went home for the weekend, Kamerun was at an out of state track meet, so I was alone for the first time for the entire weekend. I tried watching TV, played the Wii, but continued to be restless all weekend long. I was never really one to masturbate, but I thought it would relieve my stress so I gave it a shot. I started out watching a little porn on the computer. That just didn’t work, so I concentrated on Kamerun, and how it felt having her suck me. I pictured her tight ass, her smooth, soft cunt. She really liked when I tongue fucked her cunt. I have to say, it was working. My prick tightened as the blood rushed to it suddenly. Slowly my tongue slid in and out, flicking over her love bud, cause her to scream in ecstasy. I began to stroke myself harder, faster, my pre cum lubing the way. I ease up her flat abs making my way to her B cup breasts. I’m getting harder, my head becoming more sensitive. I lick her taunt nipples, kneading her breast as I suck. She moans in pleasure. I slowly slide my dick into her wet puss. She know how I like it, so she tightens her pussy around me. Wait, what was happening, my dick started to soften, damn, I never really liked this. I open my eyes, and they fall on Mitch’s bed. My dick suddenly swells to the max, a couple more yanks, and I am blowing my wad. I just did not understand.
I tried to put it out of my mind. When the week started, life continued as it had the last couple months. We had finals, and had 3 days left of the term. I went to my doctor, and was pleased when he removed my cast. “A few weeks of therapy, and you’ll be back to normal activity, it repaired itself nicely,” Dr. Weston said. I went back to the dorms, and was surprised that Mitchell was not there. I changed my Speedo, and covered them with shorts, thinking I would head to the pool. As I was preparing to leave, I heard Mitch unlocking the door. I decided to surprise him, so I sat and tossed my towel over my right thigh. Mitch comes in the door and sees me sitting there. “Dude, guess what, my parents are taking me to Hawaii for two weeks. I leave Saturday, stay at home for a week, then fly to Hawaii for two weeks, then back home for a week before I come back to campus.” Mitch was very excited. I said, “Guess what, I have news of my own, tada…” I said as I stood up and flung the towel aside. “Alright, you got your case off.”
“Yeah dude, I was just heading to the pool, wanna go?” I asked a stunned Mitch. “Sure.” We left and headed to the pool. As I climbed on the small dive board, I flexed showing off all my muscles. Just as I dove in, I saw Mitch staring at me with a sort of lost look. We spent a couple of hours at the pool swimming, or rather I was showing off while Mitch watched. When we returned to the dorm, as we changed, Mitch asked if I told Kamerun that my cast was off. “No, not yet, she is at a track meet today, so I thought I’d surprise her tomorrow.” “Well,” Mitch started, looking down, “how about we try out that newly healed muscle, just for a last hoorah.” I thought a moment, then thought what the hell, I’ll show him what I can really do. I pulled my Speedo’s off, and tossed them aside. Instinctively, Mitch dropped face first onto his bed, sticking his ass in the air. Mitch tossed me the KY, and propped himself up with his hands on the bed. Already quite stiff, I quickly lubed up. I grabbed his ass cheeks, and slammed full force into his awaiting ass. Not stopping, I continued to slam him over and over. (Now if you ever lived in a dorm, you know the beds are a narrow twin size, not the perfect size for someone over 6 feet.) “Holy shit fuck Swiiimm,” Mitch yelled as his head rammed into the wall behind his bed. I slowed long enough for him to move his hands to the wall. “Ugh, ugh, ugh, ughhhhhh, oh-fuck-my-fuck-God. I-I-I- can’t stop it, I’m gonna fucking cum.” screamed Mitch. I tried to ignore him, but it was getting harder and harder to, the louder he groaned. As my balls slammed into his with every thrust, I felt his balls tighten. “AAHHHHH,” Mitch screamed as he came, squirt after squirt on the bed and wall. I continued to fuck him, feeling myself getting closer and closer. Up until now, I have managed to stay quiet, but that was ‘cumming’ to an end. As I am nearing my climax, I pull all out preparing a final thrust. To my surprise, Mitch twisted and dropped to his knees, catching my thrust with his mouth. “Holy fucking shit,” I grunted as I blew string after string of cum deep into his throat. I blew so much cum, he could not swallow all of it. My cum ran out of the side of his mouth as I withdrew. I stared down at him as he used the end of his tongue to catch the cum. I almost blew again.
We did not say anything to each other the rest of the night. The next day, I took Kamerun out to the pool for a swim. Kami wore a new black and white striped bikini that left nothing to the imagination. She said she bought it just to celebrate my cast coming off. She did look hot, smoking hot. I saw the way the other guys at the pool stared at her. Some of the guys wolf whistled as we left the pool. “Don’t strain that muscle dude.” “Don’t waste all his energy Kamerun, we need him for the competition this weekend.” the guys laughed as we walked out. “Let’s go to my dorm, Tina is gone for the week.” So we went back to Kami’s dorm. “I’ve been waiting for this,” Kami said as she unlocked her door. As I shut the door, I grabbed Kami and pulled her into a passionate kiss. Damn, I thought, I missed kissing. I quickly rid her of her bikini, and picked her by her ass. I carried Kami to her bed. “Damn girl, it seems like forever, since I had you.” She tightened her legs around my waist as I lowered to the bed. “Then ‘cum’ and get me big boy.” With that, I deepened the kiss, shoving my tongue into her waiting mouth. I slid my hand down her side slowly, grazing her breast along the way. “Touch me,” she moaned. “Gladly,” I said as my hand cupped her ass. I kneaded her ass as I grinded my dick into her softness. I broke the kiss, and kissed my way down her beautiful neck, across her sexy collar bone, and licked a line between her firm tits. “Oh yes, yes, Swim, that’s it,” Kami moaned. I traced a line up one tit, and circled her taunt nipple before drawing it into my mouth. I knew what she liked, and was trying to make up for the last months. As I sucked on her nipple, I slid my hand down her thigh. As her moans of pleasure increased, I slid my hand slowly up to her already moist cunt. “You like it baby, you want my finger?” I asked her as I stuck my finger up her cunt. “Yeessss,” she hissed, “yes, stick it in me deeper.” I did as she asked, and slowly lowered to her flat stomach, kissing my way down. “Oh God, Swim, eat me, lick me, oh God suck me,” she begged. “As you wish,” I said as I flicked my tongue across her clit. I licked her, running circles around her clit with my tongue. Her moans increased, I knew she was getting close to an orgasm. I plunged my tongue deep into her cunt, and pulled back out. I traced my tongue from her ass all the way to her clit, before thrusting into her cunt again, just as she had her first orgasm. “Baby, please fuck me now, fuck me now,” Kami pleaded. “As you wish,” I said as I shoved my cock in her cunt. Now I have never had an issue getting hot. I never had to stop because I could not get it up. But I suddenly found myself only semi hard. I pumped her several more times, and still nothing. “What’s wrong Swim,” asked Kami as she panted. “I guess it has just been too long, maybe I need a minute.” I stated. “Let’s fuck like we usually do, maybe that will help,” she suggested sounding a little frustrated. So I sat on her vanity bench, and Kami came over and knelt down. “This may help some also,” she said, licking my dick. As she began to give me a blow job, my prick began to firm up. As she took most of my dick in her mouth and started bobbing, I grab the back of her head and pushed balls deep into the throat. As she gagged and tried to raise up, I held her in place a moment longer as the vibrations from her throat felt better than ever. “Fuck you Swim, you know I don’t like to deep throat, you asshole.” Kami yelled. “I’m sorry, just fuck me.” I said. With her already lubed from her orgasim, she lower herself on my now very hard dick. “That’s it, fuck me harder,” I moaned to her. I grabbed a tit in my mouth and sucked, nipping at it a little. Kami moaned in pleasure, as that was what she liked. I grabbed her hips and begun to meet her thrusts with my own. We were really getting into it hot and heavy. Our moans and groans were just adding to the pleasure. “Let’s try a different way,” I asked as she orgasmed for the second time, still I had not. “How,” she asked breathless. “Just turn around, and let me fuck you backwards.” So Kami did as I asked, and lowered herself onto my still rock hard dick. As I increased the thrusts, she increased her moans. After about ten minutes, I could feel her reaching another climax. “Uuuggghhhh, yeesssss,” she hissed. Feeling a little cheated, I suddenly raised her up slightly, repositioned, and entered her tight ass. (Now we have done this only once before, and Kami did not like it at all, making me promise not to do it again.) “Ouch, ewe, no you fucking bastard,” Kami screamed, “STOP”. At this point a couple of thrusts was all it took before I was shooting stream after stream of cum, everywhere. Kami shoved off of me as cum landed on her back, ass, and my stomach. “Sorry baby, I did not mean to, it just happened,” I tried to explain as she cried. “Don’t fucking touch me,” she screamed as I tried to hug her to me. “Kami, I really am sorry, I was so fucking horny, and it happened. I didn’t intend to do it, I was just not thinking. Please, come here, please,” I begged her. She raised her tear filled eyes to me, and slowly walked toward me. “Don’t ever fucking try that shit again, or we are through!” she stated firmly. I pulled her into my arms, and lifted her up, carrying her to her bed. We laid down, holding each other, with me whispering apologies in her ear. She turned over and kissed me, and at that point I knew all was forgiven. I managed to pull her cover over us before we fell asleep, just in case Tina came back early.
So the next day I went back to my dorm, Mitchell was packing to leave. I grabbed a few more hours of sleep as we fucked several more times throughout the night. (Make-up sex is AWESOME!!) when I got up Mitch said he decided to leave today instead of waiting until tomorrow, so he could beat traffic. “Have a great time bro,” I said as he was leaving. “Yeah see you,” Mitch said, sounding a little down. So for the next week or so, life was back to normal. Kamerun practically moved into my dorm since her roommate was back, and Mitch was gone. The sex was great, but always seemed to be missing something. I think Kami began to feel it also. About the middle of the second week, however, I began to have problems with our lovemaking. No matter how much I pleasured Kami, she was never really able to pleasure me fully. Don’t get me wrong, she made me cum, but it just was not the same. I could not figure out what was wrong. On Friday night, we went to a party at a Frat house, not my usual thing, and we had a little too much to drink. When we got back to my dorm, and tried to get it on, I just could not get it up. “What the fuck Swim! Don’t I turn you on anymore? Is there someone else? That’s it, you met someone else isn’t it…who the fuck is she, tell me and I’ll kick the bitches ass!” she screamed at me. “There is no one else, I swear, I don’t know what the fuck is going on, but I don’t need you bitching all the time, is that all I am to you is your boy toy, your fuck buddy?” I screamed back. We had never had a fight like this, I am sure the alcohol had a lot to do with it. But I think it just made it worse than it would have been when it eventually happened, which I know it would have. “Fuck you Steven, if that is what you think, I’m not the one that can’t get it up!” she yelled. I do not think she has ever called me by my real name. “Fuck you bitch, maybe if you tried something new once in a while I could get it up, maybe I am just bored with you!” Kami reached back, and slapped me across the face and walked out slamming the door behind her.
I sat up all night trying to figure out what the hell happened. Over the next couple of weeks, I stayed to myself apart from practice and competitions. The guy on the team never asked me what was wrong, they just assumed it was the break up. I spent the rest of the time alone in my dorm. Unlike before, I became quite good at masturbating, what choice did I have anyway. I lost track of time, was in my own little world, not even realizing how much time went by. One day at practice, I just could not nail my dive, and the coach bitched me out. I walked back to the dorm in a pissed off mood. As I stepped into my room, time stopped for only a split second, Mitchell was back.
Without stopping to think about it, I threw my stuff down, and ran to him. I pulled a surprised Mitch to me, pressing my mouth to his so hard I tasted blood. Mitch returned the kiss just as hard, forcing his tongue into my awaiting mouth. There was no need to say anything, our actions spoke for themselves. As I pressed my mouth to his harder, I no longer knew if the blood I tasted was mine or Mitch’s, but it did not matter, all I wanted was to get as much of him as I could. As we wrestled against the wall I had shoved him against, things began to heat up. I grabbed two handfuls of his soft wavy blond hair, pressing him even closer, as he reached for the hem of my shirt. We only stopped our kiss long enough to remove our shirts, and them pressed together even harder. I felt and heard a long low growl come from deep within Mitch. As Mitch began to dropped my shorts to the floor, I finally broke the kiss. Without saying a word, I think he thought if he said anything, the moment would be lost, I began a slow wet trail down Mitch’s incredible body. Inch by inch I tasted every bit of his skin as I could. I have never experienced a taste like it, sweet, but with a salty sweat taste. I halted my journey down his body long enough to pleasure both nipples, biting and pulling, twisting and licking each to a firm point. Then I began the long journey over his tight abs, and on down to the bald sweet spot I was looking for. And then for the first time, I grabbed some one dick besides mine. He was almost the same size as me, about 7 inches of cut meat. At first I just held it in my hands and stared. Finally I licked the tip, and experience the most erotic feeling I have ever had. I began lick from top to bottom, around and around. I engulfed as much as I could, but only got about 4 inches in. I bobbed on him for a few more minutes, and then moved to his perfectly balls. As I was sucking his balls, he grabbed at my head, and just rubbed. I think the shock of what was happening was too much for either of us as neither one had said anything up to this point. Both of us were however, panting and groaning, getting continually louder. As I released his balls, I placed my tongue at the base of his prick, at the top of his ball sack. Slowly, but firmly I licked a straight line up to the tip, sticking my tongue into his slit, like he did me. Mitch suddenly yelled, “I’m gonna fucking cum.” As he began to shot string after string of cum, I caught it all in my mouth, however, I only swallowed a portion of it. I had plans for the rest. As he finished cumming, I lowered my mouth to his ass. I slid my tongue through my lips trying not to lose any cum, and licked his asshole. Mitch cried out in pure ecstasy, “Oh fucking yesssss!” As I moved my tongue in and out of his hole, I made my move. I placed my lips directly over his hole, forming a seal, and spit his own cum into his ass. By this time we had ended up on my bed, and I raised his ass just enough to keep the cum in it, and then rammed balls deep into his ass. We both moaned, “oh yeaaa.” I looked at Mitch for the first time since I kissed him. I could see pure pleasure on his face. As I fucked his tight ass, I felt his stiff dick pounding against my tight abs. I slowly lowered myself to his neck, and kiss a trial to his ear. “You can cum on me this time,” I whispered into his ear as I swirled my tongue around it. Then we met for a kiss just as passionately, just as hard as the first one. As my thrust became harder and harder I felt both my balls and his begin to fill. With the most amazing orgasm of my life, we came at the same time. I collapsed on the bed next to Mitch, as my now flaccid cock slid out of his gaping hole. We laid like this for several minutes as we slowed our breathing, and our hearts returned to normal.
Mitch was the first to break the silence. “I thought I was just your substitute. I thought when I left, that it was over. You made that perfectly clear,” Mitch said, choking up. “I almost did not come back, I was going to transfer colleges because I did not think I could face you again.” I still had not raised my head, I did not want Mitch to see the tears falling from my eyes. When I did not say anything, Mitch stopped talking. After a few minutes, I gained control, and raised my head to look into his gorgeous blue eyes. “I had the worst three weeks of my life. I broke it off with Kamerun, I fucked up my dive, pissed off my coach, and had no idea why. Until I opened that door and saw you. At that moment I knew what it was. I missed you. I missed being with you, even if it did not seem I was. Something changed that last time, you know, after I had my cast off. I no longer needed you, but I did not know yet that now all I wanted was you. I needed you for a different reason. I still do not think I am gay, or even bi, but you will never again be my substitute.”
Mitch smiled bigger than I had ever seen him “as long as I am not your bitch now,” he laughed. “No not my bitch,” I said giving him a jab to the ribs, “now you’re just my Mitch!” “Very funny,” Mitch said leaning to kiss me again. So that is how my last year of college began. Mitch and I had a very aggressive relationship. We still did not hang out with each other away from the dorm. We both continued dating girls, but never anything serious, and we never brought anyone back to our dorm. It was now a sacred place, just for us. We continued this way through the entire school year. As graduation approached, our relationship changed. We spend more time just being with each other, not always fucking. We fell asleep in each other’s arms every night. The night before graduation, we spent the entire evening making love. We continued well into the night. Before we fell asleep, we agreed to meet back here at the room after graduation. We planned on having on last ‘hoorah’ before I left. I was busy all the next day, greeting my parents, having lunch with them, and saying goodbye to friends and my swim/dive team. The dive I had been perfecting all year paid off at the National Finals. I was offered a place on the US Olympic dive team, my dreams were coming true.
It took awhile after the ceremony to break away, but I finally said goodbye to my parents, as I was driving home in my own car. I ran all the way back to the dorm room so we could begin our private goodbye. I opened the door to find the room empty. I dashed down the hall to the bathroom thinking Mitch was there, only to have my hopes flushed. I slowly walked back down the hall to my room. I looked at the empty side of the room, my stuff was already loaded into my car, and slowly walked to Mitchell’s bed. As I started to lie down to take one last deep breath of his scent, I saw an envelope laying there.
‘Dear Steven, I just could not bear the thought of saying goodbye to you. I know that you will go on with your life, and I will go on with mine. Eventually we will shove this past year to the back of our memories, only to bring them back occasionally when something reminds us of each other. Hell, I don’t know if I will ever be able to swim again without being reminded of you. I hope you understand why I could not meet you tonight, time to move on. Just know when you are standing on the diving platform, pausing to gain your concentration, I will be there with you giving you that added height you need to perform perfectly. You never know, I may very well have built the platform you dive from.
I will be watching from wherever I may be, watching as you rise into the air performing that perfect dive, making your country proud, but more importantly, making me proud to have been a part of your life. And then, I will be with you as you lower your head for the official to place that gold medal around your beautiful neck. And I will be there singing our national anthem right along beside you. As the flag lowers, and the world watches you tear up, only I will know the tears are for a different reason. So go and concur the world SWIM! All my love, your substitute, your Mitch.
P.S. I can’t wait to see you in that US swim team Speedo!!
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Who gets what they want the most?
“What do you want?” I asked.
“You cock,” Mrs. Huggins replied.
“Where?”
“In my asshole,” she purred. I sat in an armchair in her bedroom, the lights turn down low, and stared at her. She was on all fours, naked, on the bed with her fat ass directed at me. She stared at the headboard, instructed not to turn and look at me, and was still. Even in the dim light and through the moderately dense curls of hair I could see her pussy glisten.
Two weeks ago I had raped her. It was an animalistic, merciless act. And she loved it. A week after she had begged for me to come see her, to give her more. That night I snuck out of my parents’ apartment and into hers. We talked for a long time that night about what happened, how we felt, and where we’d go from there.
Mrs. Huggins talked at length that night about her life with Mr. Huggins. They had some great sex, which I already knew from years of overhearing the romps, and for the two years since his death Mrs. Huggins had been awfully lonely. What really struck me was her description of their sexual relationship and how I had so inverted Mrs. Huggins prior notions. As it turns out, Mrs. Huggins had been something of a bitch to her husband. Sure they fucked a lot, which is more than many married couples can say, but she had always taken advantage of his desires to manipulate him and give herself a sense of power. Mr. Huggins only used blowjobs as foreplay, never deep throated him, and only gave up her ass on very special occasions.
Now I was here, the first man in her life that wouldn’t take no for an answer, and Mrs. Huggins discovered she loved being subjugated.
“Show me how bad you want it,” I commanded. Mrs. Huggins slid her left hand over her ass and went straight for her hole. Her middle finger swirled the rim a few times before plunging in.
“Ooo, baby, I want it in my ass!” she cooed.
“One finger? Sure doesn’t look like you want it that badly.”
“Fuck, yes, I fucking want it,” she shouted as her first finger joined her middle. Her ass easily accepted two, making me wonder if all those years she was withholding anal from her husband she had been secretly exploring it by herself.
That night, a week ago, before our talk I had plowed Mrs. Huggins’ throat. Twice. The first time I simply walked into her apartment, grabbed a handful of her hair just as she tried to move in to hug me, forced her onto her knees and went to town. Now, though she may have been playing with her ass on her own free time for all those years, her throat was truly inexperienced, and she struggled as I stuffed it. She gagged, choked, spit, coughed, heaved, and cried and each time my balls slapped her chin I could hear the sloppy sound of her raw throat hole being forced open. The second time I fucked her throat that night, after our talk, I had told her I wanted to taste her pussy. I laid on the couch and she mounted me, giving me full access to her delicious folds, and eventually she leaned down into 69 and began loving sucking my cock. Abruptly, I grabbed the back of her head and forced her down, burying myself in her. With my free hand I dug fingers into her ass, penetrating all of her holes at once, as she squirmed. The first load I’d fired into her that night had drained down her throat, the second poured out of her abused mouth and drained onto my balls. I made sure she cleaned every inch of me with her tongue before I left.
“C’mon, either show me you fucking want it or I’m out of here,” I said, lying of course.
“Awww, fuck!” Mrs. Huggins exclaimed as her ring finger pried its way in with the others. She began to gyrate her hand, making circular motions within her ass, and chanted “I want your cock in my ass!”
I leaned forward and smacked an open palm down on her right ass cheek. I watched the seismic quakes ripples through her ass, jiggle her stomach, down her legs, and even set her heavy tits into a gentle swinging motion. Mrs. Huggins had some weight on her but it was so fucking hot. Her tits were enormous, her ass was mind-boggling, and I wanted to devour every inch of her soft flesh.
“Your ass is so fat, fuck, I love it!” I couldn’t help myself.
“Fuck, Johnny, please!”
“Tell me one more time just what you want.”
“Your cock!” she urged.
“Say it right.”
“Ahhh, I want you to jam your fat cock into my fat fucking ass!” she shouted so loud I knew that neighbors had to hear.
My cock agreed with her sentiment and I stood up. I shed the necessary articles and pointed my cock at her beautiful ass. She removed her hand and readied herself.
“Did I say you could stop!” I shouted, slapping her ass so hard she fell prone on the bed. She shouted with surprise before I grabbed her hips and roughly pulled her back up. I took aim and pushed steadily, not slowing down to make the initial insertion any easier, and Mrs. Huggins swore repeatedly as my cock barged into her ass.
“Ah, fuck yes, gimme that fat cock!” she began. I pushed in as far as I could and savored the hot depths. I then gave her a quick spank and told her to get to work.
“Yeah, fuck,” she said as she began to thrust back and forth, working herself on my stationary cock. “Fuck, ow! Ah, fucking fill me, fuck, spread that ass, ahhhh, owww!” she yelped with a burst of pain each time I bottomed out but she fucked relentlessly. I spread her with both hands and watched the show as her hungry ass devoured my cock.
“That’s it slut, just like that,” I urged her on as she banged back at me wildly. Then I decided to take control. I stopped her furious motion and climbed onto the bed, standing above her wonderful ass now, and began a relentless downward assault. Mrs. Huggins was speechless, her ass no doubt on fire as I fucked her like the whore she was. I was loving every second of it, every charge and retreat from her bowels, and so was she.
I pounded her on the bed for longer than I thought possible, I couldn’t believe I’d lasted so long, and Mrs. Huggins ass had turned into a gaping, abused hole.
I pulled off of her, still not finished, and she fell in an exhausted heap. I climbed off the bed and sat back in the armchair. “Get over here slut, we’re not finished yet.”
Mrs. Huggins shambled over and stood before me. I took a minute to enjoy the sight of her body, pudgy but sexy with overwhelming tits. I slapped each of them playfully and watched her nipples respond. I don’t know why but at that moment I decided to never fuck Mrs. Huggins’ pussy. Maybe it was the thought of how she gave her husband all the pussy he wanted but didn’t let him at her ass or mouth, or maybe it was knowing that I could get nice, young, tight pussy from girls my age without much of a problem but those girls never wanted their faces or asses fucked, but for some reason I decided I would use Mrs. Huggins for my own pleasure and not give her any. I didn’t realize at the time that my deep anal explorations were giving Mrs. Huggins new and more wonderful pleasures than her years of vaginal sex had ever uncovered.
“Turn and bend,” I ordered. Mrs. Huggins did as she was told, putting her ass in my face and practically touching her toes. I saw her asshole, usually a cute tan little hole, now the shade of red that indicated abrasion and open as wide as a quarter. I guided her hips down and lifted mine to meet hers until she had sunk onto my cock again. This entry it met no resistance. I told her to start fucking me and in this position she bounced her gloriously fat ass on my lap, the most perfect sight.
I leaned back and watched the show, Mrs. Huggins’ legs straining and her ass jiggling as she pumped herself on me. The sensation was smooth and silky and soon I felt my climax approaching.
“Get over her and suck my cock,” I commanded.
“But it’s been up my ass, I’m not putting it in my mouth!” Mrs. Huggins protested.
I spanked her fat ass hard, very hard. “What did I tell you last week?”
“That every time you cum, I have to swallow it,” Mrs. Huggins whimpered.
“That’s fucking right, so get over and suck!”
Mrs. Huggins frowned. “Can’t you just shoot it on my tongue or in my hand or something?”
I was sick of the conversation and ready to cum. “Get over here, bitch!” I grabbed a handful of hair and swung her around, popping her off my cock and dropping her to her knees. I gave her jaw a firm but not violent slap. “Now open.”
Mrs. Huggins did, slowly and reluctantly, and her eyes pleaded for me not to do it. She must have understood by now that that only made it better.
I pushed her face down and she engulfed my cock, emitting a disgusted moan as she did. After two or three downward sucks my cum was rising and I forcefully buried myself in her, holding her head with both hands and bellowing as my load rushed through me.
I pumped hard and knew that I was drowning her, a torrent of cum pouring down her throat and backing up into her mouth. “You better get used to that flavor,” I said between blasts, “the taste of your ass and my cum, awwww fuck yes, ‘cause you’re going to be eating it like this a lot!” I finally finished, a solid stream of cum flowing down her chin. I let her free and she fell back against the bed, gasping and gagging.
I stood up and gave her jaw another firm tap to get her attention. “See you next weekend,” I said, gathering up my clothes.
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What happens when the father leaves town?
Hero haggles with the king, literally putting her ass on the scales.
Hi everyone, this is taneesha shah, 29-year-old, I am 5 ft 7” and my stats are 36D 30 38.
A kinky couple, lost in the middle of nowhere, stumble upon something special
WARNING: This is a very gay story. It includes sexual activities between two minors, both aged 14. If you have any problems with that please do not continue reading. Also, the character Ace in this story was inspired by Bax 026’s sleepover series. I take no credit for the originality of that character. Enjoy.
What an afternoon in the woods and we had company!
Been busy but here is chapter 3
I wanna thank everyone for voting and a special thinks to Jade and Ghostrider. This part is pretty much the calm before the storm I hope everyone likes it
It was getting late and my husband Don still wasn’t home from work. I anxiously tried on a pink baby doll nightie. It was adorable, but not right for tonight. I changed into my emerald green corset. My boobs looked magnificent in that outfit, but it still wasn’t right. This was supposed to be the night the next big part of my fantasy came true, and I wanted everything to be perfect.
I thought about the look on my son Evan’s face when he watched me masturbate with him two nights ago, and I suddenly felt a warm tingle between my legs. Then I thought about how he fucked me last night while my husband watched, and it was all I could do to keep from making myself cum right then and there. I didn’t even dare to imagine how great tonight might be.
Don rushed into our bedroom looking frazzled. He immediately began undressing.
“I’m sorry, hon, I got caught in a meeting that ran long, then traffic…”
“I’m just glad you’re here. I was afraid you were having second thoughts.”
“Believe me I am. And third thoughts, and a fourth thoughts.” He pulled off his pants and kicked them aside. “I love what you’re wearing.”
“I’m naked.”
“Exactly!” Don pulled off his undershirt and boxers. “Does Evan know what you have in mind for tonight?”
“No. All I told him was he should go take a long shower and get cleaned up.”
“I should take one myself.” He nervously tugged at his soft cock. What a cutie. “Then a few quick drinks would help.”
“Sweetheart,” I went to him and hugged him, “if you really don’t want to do this, tell me now before things go too far.”
“I promised I’d help you fulfill this fantasy of yours, and I won’t let you down, hon. You know I’d do anything for you.”
“It’s not just for me.” I felt Don’s penis begin to stiffen against my belly. “Evan really is confused and he needs a safe way to explore his sexuality. I just hope we’re not damaging him with all this.”
“From the look on his face when he was laying into you last night, I’d say he was one happy dude.”
“So, you still think it’s okay what we’re doing with him?”
“Maybe not according to Dr. Phil, but I don’t think we’re doing anything hurtful. We have a pretty well-adjusted family life otherwise, and we’re doing this because we love our son. I wish my mom would’ve helped me out this way.”
“Want me to call her and see if she’ll come over.”
“Don’t you dare!” He tickled me until I squealed. “It sounds like your boy is done in the shower, so I’m going to get cleaned up and see about that drink. You get in there and work your magic, hot mama.”
I finally decided what to wear and put it on. I went to Evan’s room, not bothering with a robe this time. I knocked and went in. What I saw blew my mind. His room was spotless. If I had known sexual bribes would have gotten him to do his chores like this I’d have started molesting him years ago!
Evan was putting his clothes in his hamper (another first!) and was wearing nothing but a towel around his waist. I gazed at his broad shoulders and couldn’t believe he used to be my little boy. I closed the door, and he turned and checked me out.
I had on a white mesh body stocking that hugged me like a second skin. The light fabric made my dark nipples really stand out, and it was crotchless ,so we’d all have easy access to my sweet honey pie. I couldn’t resist wearing high heels again to complete the ensemble.
“Wow, Mom, you’ve got a lot of slutty outfits!”
“You think I look like a slut?”
“I mean in a good way,” Evan stammered. I smiled and let him off the hook.
“Your dad likes me to get slutty for him, and I thought you might, too.” I could see his cock getting hard under the towel.
“Yeah, I definitely like it, Mom.”
“And look,” I turned around, “it’s open in the back also.” I bent forward and spread my cheeks so he could see everything back there. “See how wet I am already?”
“Can I put it in you now?” Evan dropped his towel and stepped toward me.
“Not yet.” I turned around and stopped torturing him. “I want to wait for your dad.”
“Oh, okay,” he said, not seeming the least bit self-conscious about the idea this time.
“Anyway, it’ll give us a chance to talk while we wait.” I took a seat at his desk, and he sat on his neatly made bed.
“Did you get cleaned up real good like I told you?”
“Yes, ma’am.”
“Did you clean your back side?”
“Sure did.”
“Let me see,” I said using my mom voice on him. He smiled bashfully, then lay back and lifted his legs. He reached around and spread his muscular ass cheeks for me. His butthole was a clean, pink pucker that made me want to eat him up. He looked so lovable in that pose, I hated to let it end. “All right, looks good to me.”
“I bet I have the kinkiest mom out of all my friends.”
“I do my best,” I joked back. “So, tell me how you feel about last night.”
“It was the best night of my life. I’m sorry I was too quick.”
“Nothing to be sorry about, honey. I was pretty quick myself.” I couldn’t resist parting my legs a little and letting him see my pussy while we chatted. “Did you like it when your father played with himself while he watched us?”
“It was a little strange seeing Dad naked, and touching himself, but it was exciting when he came so hard like that. It was sexy the way you showed him your pussy to make him totally horny.”
“He liked watching you, too. Your father told me he thought you had a very nice cock.”
There was a knock and Don came in. Again, he was in his robe and this time had a scotch on the rocks with him.
“Hey, kids! What’s the fah-shizzle in the nizzle?”
“Dad, please.” Evan rolled his eyes and we laughed.
“I was thinking,” I said as I stood up, “I’d start things off tonight by sucking on our son’s dick.”
“Sounds like a capital idea, my sweet,” Don pronounced with comic bluster. “By all means, proceed.” He took a swig of his drink, sat in the chair, and opened his robe straight away.
“Stand up over here, honey,” I told Evan. He got up and I positioned him right in front of my husband and turned him to the side so Don would have a perfect view. I knelt down in front of my son and came eye-to-eye with his throbbing cock. I waited.
“Mom, I want you to suck my dick. Please.” My boy was such a fast learner. He spoke up again just as I was about to start. “Oh, and Dad, you have a very nice cock, too.”
“Why thank you, Son.” Don smiled proudly and got another eye roll, this time from me.
I turned my attention back to Evan, and took his hard member in my hand. I began by licking the head of his cock, tasting the salty moisture inside his pee hole. I wrapped my lips around the tip, and eased it into my mouth, just to the point where ridge of his glans passed my front teeth. I sucked and tongued only the head for a long while.
I then took him farther into my mouth. I could hear Don’s balls slapping right next to me as she started jacking himself off. I reached over and rested my hand on his, slowing his pace. I didn’t want him to cum too soon. He got the message and slowed down.
I’ve never mastered the fine art of deep throat, so I was only able to get about half my son’s penis into my mouth, but from the sounds of his moans that was plenty. I held onto Evan’s hips as I sucked him, moving up and down on his shaft.
“How does it feel to have your mom’s lips wrapped around you like that, buddy?”
“It’s real nice, Dad. Does Mom suck your penis a lot?”
“Are you kidding? She can’t get enough of this monster. Ain’t that right, babe?” He reached out and smacked me on the ass.
I didn’t respond, and let them have their fun while I indulged in giving my boy his first blowjob.
“Mom said you like to cum in her mouth.”
“You know that a woman really loves you when she swallows,” Don chuckled. I noted that I’d have to do some damage control later, after he was done giving our son his bad advice. “I also like to pull out sometimes and cum on your mom’s pretty face.”
I know a lot of women hate that, but I love it when Don gives me a big, messy facial.
“Put your hands on her head, Son,” Don advised. “Relax and feel the flow.” He took another swig of his scotch.
Evan did put his hands on my head. He didn’t push or try to force me, and like a perfect gentleman he was content to just ‘feel the flow’ as his father put it. I was torn in that moment. I could sense that Evan was getting close to cumming, and I very much wanted to taste him, but I also wanted to play out my fondest fantasy. I reluctantly pulled his cock out of my mouth.
“Dad was feeling a little left out last night, you know,” I said to Evan. “Would it be okay with you if he joined in?”
“Sure,” Evan responded without hesitation. “I don’t want to hog you all to myself, Mom.”
“Actually, honey,” I kissed the tip of his dick, “he wants to do what I’m doing.” It wasn’t registering with him. “With you.” He still looked confused.
“What your mother’s trying to say is…I’d like to suck your cock, Son.”
I looked up at Evan, praying he would say yes.
“Really, Dad? You want to put my penis in your mouth?”
“Only if you give the go ahead. If you’re not comfortable with it, just say the word and you and Mom can go at it, and I’ll stay here on the sidelines.”
I nuzzled Evan’s cock, willing him to agree with every horny cell in my body.
“Well…I guess it’s all right with me, if that’s what you want.”
Don gulped down the last of his drink, stood up, dropped his robe, then knelt down next to me. My heart practically flew out of my chest I was so happy. It was about to happen. I was making my fantasy come true. I was going to see my beloved husband suck his own son’s cock. It was one of the best sexual gifts a mother could wish for.
I did my best to make it an easy transition for them. I wrapped my lips around Evan’s cock once again, and gave him a few strokes with my mouth. I took it out and directed my son’s cock toward my husband’s face. Don was scared. I could see him trying not to shake. He closed his eyes and opened his mouth. I fed Evan’s penis in and his lips closed around it.
Chills erupted in a dozen different spots in my body in that moment, and swirled through me all at once. I got lightheaded, like I’d had one too many, and felt as if I was going to float away. My son’s cock was actually in my husband’s mouth. Right now, right in front of me, and it was beyond fantastic.
“Oh, hon, that’s perfect,” I gushed. “Now go easy, take a second to get used to it.” I watched as my husband acclimated himself to the strange new sensations. His jaw relaxed and he took a few tentative strokes. “You okay up there, Evan?”
“Um, yeah. Dad’s not as good as you, Mom, but it feels all right.”
“Be patient with him, this is his first time, darling.”
I backed up so I could get a full view, and my skin tingled with delight. I plunged my fingers into my pussy and began frantically fucking myself as I watched my husband suck cock. I cursed myself for not having thought of bringing the video camera. My pussy was making loud squishing sounds, and I pounded my fingers into my sopping wet hole.
“You guys look so sexy. I like seeing my husband with a big cock in his mouth.”
Don was getting the hang of it and his head was bobbing a little faster. He surprised me by reaching up and massaging Evan’s balls as he blew him. Evan then reached out and put his hands on his father’s head, just like he had done with me.
“That’s it, baby,” I groaned. “Fuck your daddy’s mouth right in front of me. Make him suck your cock real good.”
I was pinching and pulling at my nipples, upset now that I wore the body suit as it prevented me from giving them the harsh treatment I craved at this moment. I did the best I could as I continued masturbating my pussy like crazy.
“Oh, yes,” Evan moaned. “Don’t stop, Dad.”
I knew this was it. My son was about to cum in my husband’s mouth. Don wasn’t pulling away, he was actually going to go through with it.
Evan’s body tensed, and his face contorted, and I could tell he was squirting his load in his father’s mouth. My son was actually cumming in my husband’s mouth.
My mounting orgasm burst to life between my legs. It coursed through me, echoing from every nerve ending and crashing back to my pussy like a symphony of phenomenal pleasure. It was my orgasm of all orgasms, and I’ll never forget it.
Evan pulled out of his dad’s mouth, and his spit-slicked cock looked more delicious to me than ever. Don looked at me with panic in his eyes, and I realized he was holding a mouthful of our son’s cum.
“Don’t do anything,” I panted and lay down between my boys. “I want it. Give it to me.”
I opened my mouth and my husband leaned down and let Evan’s load of sperm spill into my mouth. I was fingering my clit the whole time, and as soon as that salty gob of semen hit my tongue I went off again. While not nearly as intense as a few seconds ago, the added thrill of tasting my son’s cum for the first time made it special. I swallowed it a little bit at a time as my orgasm slowly ebbed.
“Now I want yours,” I informed my husband. I was delirious with ecstasy and didn’t want it to end.
Don began jacking off over my face, and poor Evan didn’t know what to do.
“Get down between my legs, honey,” I instructed him. “Hurry, put your cock in me.”
Evan quickly obeyed, and in a matter of seconds I had my son’s penis back inside my pussy. I was so revved up, he didn’t need to know how to make a woman cum to get me off–he just needed to be in there.
In less than a minute, Don thrust his cock toward my parted lips and let loose. Several jets of cum shot into my mouth as my son watched. Right as his father finished, Evan dipped his head forward and licked a stray drop semen from my lip. Just as he did that, Evan himself came again, emptying his load forcefully into my pussy.
All this male climaxing sparked off another orgasm for me, and I had to quickly swallow my husband’s cum so I could scream out loud with pure animal rapture.
We were reduced to a pile of sweaty bodies, no one able to speak, each of us still coming down from our orgasmic highs. I had a worrying thought in that blissful moment.
I had conceived of this family exploration as a limited frolic, but I was beginning to wonder if I’d be able to give this up. I was in serious danger of letting my son become my fetish. One that I could easily become addicted to. I had to make sure I never forgot it was more about Evan than about me.
“Okay, boys,” I nudged them out of their stupor. “I think that’s enough fun for tonight.”
We tucked Evan into bed, and kissed him goodnight. As I was leaving he called out to me.
“Mom? Tomorrow night, do you think I can maybe lick your pussy?”
“I don’t see why not…as long as someone cuts the grass before I get home from work.”
I know I’m awful, but it was a good for him to learn about the true power of the pussy.
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A month had gone by since Ashley and Tracie had shown up at my doorstep, and what a month it had been! I had two beautiful women living with me, loving me, and we didn’t see any reason we couldn’t continue that way for the rest of our lives. Little did we know, the party was about to get a little bit bigger…
The first time the three of us made love, Ashley whispered to me a desire to be fucked in the ass. I happily obliged, and since I’ve spent countless hours buried inside Ashely’s loving, heavenly asshole. Tracie was on board with the idea, she thought anal was intriguing and hot, and she loved to help me tongue and finger Ashley’s ass. But Tracie was still only fifteen and the thought of having her own ass invaded by anything, much less destroyed by my considerable cock, scared her. Ashley and I had tried to talk her into trying it, and while she’d expressed some curiosity, we’d never gotten her to take the plunge.
On a crisp Saturday morning, the three of us bundled up in winter gear and headed into the cold. It was just before Christmas and the I decided we needed a Christmas tree. There was miles of wilderness behind my property, whose land it was I had no idea, but I knew we’d be able to hike back there and find a nice fur tree plucked straight from the forest instead of off some lot.
The snow crunched under our feet as we weaved a path through the woods, throwing snowballs and horsing around for at least an hour. It was late morning and chilly. I had already cum once today, I had bent Ashley over the kitchen island and thoroughly pounded her cunt before draining my balls into Tracie’s waiting little mouth, and while everyday with these two meant multiple escapades I didn’t expect anything to happen out here.
Tracie and I had tackled Ashley into a soft snow pile, the three of us melting into a joint kiss, when Tracie suddenly pulled free. “Right now, I’m ready,” she said with eagerness in her eyes.
“What?” I asked.
“I want to try anal, right now,” she said hurriedly.
“Now? Out here?” Ashley asked.
“C’mon,” Tracie pleaded, fumbling to undo her snow pants, “before I get too scared and change my mind!” Tracie removed her jacket, there were still plenty of layers underneath, and laid it out as a blanket. She quickly pulled her snow pants and panties down to her knees and propped herself on her elbows, her naked, white, creamy ass pointed sky high and shone in the bright sun.
“You know what to do,” I said to Ashley. She and I had talked about fucking Tracie’s luscious ass numerous times, so we had a plan. “Tracie,” I said aloud, “Ashley is going to get you nice and ready for me. You just relax.”
Ashley knelt behind Tracie and leaned in. I watched as she gently spread her tight cheeks and Tracie’s puckered butt hole winked at us. It looked beautiful, a tiny dark spot an inch from her smooth pussy. Ashley moved in and began to soak her asshole, sending shivers through Tracie and blood to my cock. I was hypnotized as Ashley’s wiggling tongue wormed its way around and into Tracie’s tender hole. Ashley burrowed lovingly, moaning deeply as she finally tasted the one part of Tracie she never had before, and Tracie sighed and giggled as a gentle tongue tickled her sphincter. I watched for what felt like forever, my cock straining, until I decided it was time for the second phase of our plan.
Ashley and I had decided, based on experience, that it would be best for Tracie if my cock was thoroughly slick and lubed when I tried to fit it inside her virgin ass. In order to achieve this, I swung around behind Ashley and pulled her pants down. The cold air shocked my rigid cock, and by comparison Ashley’s warm, velvety pussy felt steaming hot. She purred as I eased my way in, gently fucking her, planning to use her juicy pussy as lube for our upcoming debauchery.
By this time Ashley had worked her pinkie into Tracie’s tight ass. Tracie mumbled and moaned, yelping at new sensations, but so far she hadn’t lost her nerve. The whole spectacle was enough to drive me overboard but I held strong, my cock throbbing and ready. I slid it free of Ashley and said it was time.
Tracie looked at my pulsing cock, glimmering and thick, and shuddered. “Mark, promise me you’ll take my anal virginity.”
“Oh, I promise!” I smiled.
“No, I mean, you have to do this, no matter how much I say no. I’m feeling scared again, I don’t think I can handle something so big, so I need you to force it in even if I scream bloody murder.”
“You can handle it, baby, you’ll love it!” Ashley sent encouragement.
“I just, I’m gonna say no, I’m gonna try to resist, ‘cause I’m too scared, so you have to force me, ok?” Tracie’s voice was trembling.
“Don’t worry, baby, I’m going to fuck that ass whether you like it or not.”
I mounted Tracie and my cock pressed up against her impossibly tight hole. She bit her lip and I felt her whole body go tense. Ashley knelt behind us and reached her hand in to hold Tracie’s ass apart. I pushed down, slowly, and felt Tracie’s tender hole fight me. She screamed relentlessly, a violent echo pulsing through the forest, as I crushed my cock down into her. When the force finally bore her open her scream became an empty, open-mouthed, silent cry. Her ass spread to a width she’d never imagined, a tight ring suffocating my cock, and Ashley mumbled words of encouragement.
“Nahhhhh!!! No! Fuck, no! Mark, get out, get out of my ass!!!!” Tracie screamed at the top of her lungs.
“Nuh uh, baby, you’re ass is getting fucked!”
“Fuck! No, it hurts, Mark! Fuck! Please, please, please!” she cried. Somehow, this made the whole experience that much hotter. Her body squirmed but was held beneath my weight. Her ass twitched and clenched, but Ashley held her open and with each passing second I bore another millimeter deeper. To my surprise, Ashley got in on the action.
“Shut up, you little whore, you love it! This is how we treat little sluts like you, right Mark, we fuck every slutty hole on their bodies!” Ashley hollered. This surprised me enough, but then I felt a strange sensation deep inside Tracie. It was Ashley’s fingers, two of them probing deep inside Tracie’s pussy and rubbing the underside of my cock through her flesh. Tracie wasn’t just being anal fucked for the first time, she was being double penetrated.
By the time I’d gotten balls deep in Tracie’ ass she’d lost the ability to form words. She grunted each time my cock punched deep inside her and soon I was grunting as well, nearing explosion.
“That’s right, baby, he’s gonna cum in your ass! Your ass is just another cum hole for him, you fucking whore!” Ashley’s abusive language drove me wild, and I fiercely fucked downwards and landed deep in Tracie’s abused rectum. I unloaded, my cock spasming and pulsing inside Tracie’s ass. I filled her with hot cum, pumping it in deep, dark corners of her bowels.
The three of us collapsed together and laid for a long time in the snow, catching our breath. Tracie thanked us both for not stopping and we showered her with affection.
After picking out a tree we stumbled our way back to the house. As we walked, I noticed footprints in the snow that seemed out of place. I didn’t mention it to the girls, didn’t want to scare them, but I was sure there were human boot tracks that had followed us that weren’t any of ours.
The mystery of the tracks in the snow nagged at me for the rest of the day. We had made ourselves busy with Christmas decorations, but the whole time I was side tracked and concerned. By night fall I felt like we needed to get out of the house, so I suggested the three of us take the short ride into town and see a movie.
The little town nearby was a dinky, quite place. Even on a Saturday night, the one-screen movie house was just about empty. The three of us took our seats in a back corner of the big theater with no one around us for rows. Tracie was to my left and Ashley to my right, and I leaned back comfortably and put my arms around them.
By the middle of the film Ashley’s hand was beneath my belt and slowly stroking my cock. I looked around to make sure we were in the clear before slowly unzipping my pants and poking my cock through the fly. I heard Tracie giggle and Ashley wasted no time, lowering into my lap and smothering my cock. I closed my eyes and leaned back, letting the pleasure overwhelm me, and I drifted off and enjoyed a loving blowjob. Tracie gently ran her fingers through Ashley’s hair and my hand fell to Ashley’s ass. I turned to Tracie and we locked in a passionate kiss that didn’t break for most of the rest of the film.
Ashley had spectacular skill, it was like she knew my cock better than I, and she worked me thoroughly but never let me release. The blowjob lasted forever, it was heavenly, but I needed it to finish before the movie ended and the lights came on. Still kissing Tracie, I moved my hand up and held the back of Ashley’s head firmly. I began to flex my hips, fucking upwards into Ashley’s mouth and forcing my cock into her throat. Her soft gags were lovely. I moaned into Tracie’s mouth as a dense load of cum erupted and disappeared into Ashley’s belly.
When I finally opened my eyes I was shocked and scared to discover that someone had spotted us. Across the theater I saw a woman staring directly at me with a stern look on her face. I couldn’t make out much about her and I prayed she hadn’t noticed that one of the women with me was underage.
The movie ended and the stranger had already left, leaving me to wonder if she’d headed off to call the cops. But in the lobby I saw her, leaning against the wall near the bathrooms, and when my eyes met hers she motioned for me with one curling finger. Shit! What the fuck was going on?
When we got to my car I lied to my girls, something I didn’t like doing, and said I must have dropped my wallet in the theater and that I needed to go look for it. They offered to help but I insisted they stay in the car. I hustled back inside, afraid of what I would find.
When I reentered the theater I saw her there again, and she slipped inside the women’s restroom when she saw me. I looked around and made sure no one saw me before hustling in there myself. She leaned against a sink and had her arms folded, a coy smile on her face. She had dark black hair that flowed past her shoulders and as far as I could tell a trim figure. She must have been in her late thirties. She had on professional attire, a bit overdressed for the movies, and I noticed she had distinctly full lips. I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t trying to guess how many cocks she’d wrapped them around, even though at the time I was scared and nervous. I also noticed she had deeply tan skin and, upon further inspection, she was certainly of Native American decent.
“I’m glad you stopped to talk with me, or else I’d have to call the police,” she said, frowning.
“Listen, I’m real sorry about what you saw back there, I didn’t think anyone was in the theater or else I never…”
“Yeah, public nudity and a blowjob are one thing, but a slap on the wrist for those. Now, anally raping a fifteen year old girl, that would really get some attention, don’t you think?”
I was taken aback. “I don’t know…”
“Yes, you do. Mark, you had your cock so far up Tracie’s ass it nearly came out the other end!” How did she know our names? “And you and I both know she was consenting, but that doesn’t matter if she’s underage. Plus, it wouldn’t be too hard for me to edit the footage and make it look an awful lot like rape.”
Holy shit. She had followed us in the woods! I had too many questions to ask all at once, so I cut to the chase. “Okay, look, is this blackmail? Because if it is I can pay, alright, there’s no need to let any of this leave this room.”
“Well,” she started to move towards me, “it is blackmail, but it isn’t money in return.”
I shook my head. “Well, what then?”
“I want in,” she said slowly, putting her hand on my arm for emphasis. She had large, hazel eyes that bore into me.
“You… wait, what?”
“I’ve been watching you guys for two weeks now, and I’m fascinated by what you have, Mark, and I want to be a part of it!” I could see excitement in her eyes as she spoke. “Listen, you should probably get back to them, but we need to talk about this. Meet me Tuesday afternoon, 1 o’clock, at the coffee place around the corner. And Mark, if you’re not there, I will go to the police.” I was stunned and she took the opportunity to plant her soft lips on mine. Then she left.
The next few days were torturous. Sure, I had more than enough fun with Ashley and Tracie, but I was distracted by the mystery woman from the movie theater and her shocking proposition. She was sexy, I wasn’t afraid to admit, but the idea of adding another woman to what was already a complex situation seemed ridiculous. Not to mention there was no way Ashley and Tracie would go for it. Our relationship was built of caring and affection, and this woman was trying to muscle her way in through force, and it would just poison the water.
Tuesday at long last came and I made a solo trip to the grocery store. Before hitting the market, however, I stopped in town for a coffee. Sitting in a corner booth was the woman, and she flashed a large smile when she saw me. She was looking at something on the table, some papers.
I got my coffee and sat across from her without a word, waiting for her to do the talking. “This is great stuff, really, I really enjoyed fingering myself to these,” she said, sliding a photo across the table to me. It was a clear shot of Tracie on her knees in the snow, my cock halfway in her ass. “Oh, and this one gets me every time!” she laughed, sliding another at me. It was a zoomed in shot of my cock, a stream of cum captured in mid-burst flying violently from me.
I covered up the photos nervously. “Okay, okay, look, what do you want?”
“For a while, I thought I’d hit the jackpot just taking these pictures. Watching you three was like having my very own, real life porn to enjoy. Then I realized, porn is nice but not really satisfying, and I had the opportunity to really join in. Haven’t you ever seen porn and just wished you could actually be there? Well, I realized this was my chance.”
“How have you been watching us for so long?” I asked.
“Mark, I’m a private investigator. Don’t worry, no one hired me or anything. I noticed you three a couple of weeks ago in town and somehow I just thought something was fishy, so I used my skills to follow you guys and see what was up. So what do you say, Mark? Can I be your third girl?”
I was flabbergasted. “Uh, I don’t even know your name.”
“It’s Jessie. Mark, don’t you think I’m attractive? Don’t you think Ashley and Tracie would find me attractive?” she asked with pouting lips.
“Of course, I mean, you are, but it’s not the simple. I don’t think we could get the girls to go for it even if I wanted to.” I felt a soft pressure between my legs, Jessie was wiggling her shoeless foot against my package.
“Don’t you want to?” she asked with a smile. She nimbly flicked a button free on her blouse and revealed the top of wonderful, tan cleavage. Of course I wanted to.
“Well, yeah, but I don’t think it’s possible. And I don’t think blackmailing the girls is anyway to win their hearts. I mean, sure, you could force us to let you in, but it would be fake and loveless, it wouldn’t be genuine.”
Jessie smiled. “Mark, I’ve thought about this. I know that. Listen, the girls will never find out about the blackmail. The blackmail is just to get you to go along with my plan.”
“Which is?” I was intrigued.
“Ah, so you’re on board?”
“Well,” I paused, asking myself the same question. “Do I want to fuck you? Yes. Would you be a remarkable addition to my already unbelievable sex life? Yes. But I don’t want to fuck that up, understand?”
Jessie took that as an all out yes. “Okay, so here’s what we do. This weekend you tell the girls you want to have a big, Christmas blowout party. You get a lot of booze, decorate, the works, and the three of you get good and wild. Then, when the girl’s inhibitions have been lowered, you tell them you have a big surprise for them. Then you send me a text,” with this she scribbled a phone number down on her napkin and slid it to me. “You ordered a stripper for the party, that was the big surprise. I show up, we turn the lights down and I give a very intimate performance. By the time we get Tracie drinking schnapps out of my pussy the deal will be done. We’ll have a wild night and I’ll be in.”
Well, that certainly sounded like a plan I liked. “Hm, well, I’ve got to honest, Jessie. Even if that all goes as planned, I’m not sure that the girls will want you to join us afterwards. Who’s to say the next morning you leave and that’s that?”
“Trust me, I’ll be in. It’ll be organic, the girls will think it just developed magically. Only you and I will know the truth, and something tells me it doesn’t bother you.” I began to voice more concern but Jessie interrupted me. “Look, Mark, you have to go along with this. That’s the blackmail. You have to give my plan a try. If it doesn’t work, if the girls don’t want me in, then I won’t push it any further. You’re right, I can’t force my way into their hearts. So you have to let me try, but if it fails, I won’t bother you anymore.”
I guess I had no choice, what with the blackmail. Though, inside, I knew I liked this plan a whole lot…
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This is a work of fiction. While I was a Drill Sgt at one time I never slept with Soldiers or put myself in such a position. But I always thought that it would make some really good erotic stories and here is what I have come up with. This is my first attempt at writing and would love any input.
Daniel’s mother was concerned about his lack of masculinity so she sent him to a very unusual therapist
GT the PT was feeling very optimistic!
It was a year since Tracey was last in the mood for being used as a sex doll – the time in between had seen her very depressed and very confused as to what she was and what she really wanted. Now she knew.
She wanted to be used as a sex doll!!
OK – where to from here?? Simple – go to the local bar dressed to kill, she thought. Someone will be interested.
Little did she know just HOW interested they would be!
Bobby Bright was now the local gang boss. No-one did anything in tbhis area without his OK.
When Tracey shimmied into the very bar where Bobby had stopped for a drink that Tuesday night, dressed in a black leather mini-skirt, braless halter top, Bobby nearly swallowed his ample tongue.
“Who the fuck is that?” he enquired of his lieutenant, Browny, the guy who knew every girl in the area.
“Err. I’ll go find out, Boss,” he said embarrassed.
He grabbed Tracey by the arm and dragged her over to BB’s private booth.
“Let go of me, you black cunt,” said Tracey, suddenly realising that she was surrounded by black people.
“Well,” said BB, “what have we got here – a white bitch with attitude! Strip her!!” he commanded.
Several sets of hands had her naked in less than 10 seconds, standing in front of BB.
“Nice tits. Nice shaved cunt. Turn her around.” He commanded.
She was turned back to him and forced to bend over.
“Nice arsehole,” said BB, “Sit her on my cock.”
“Get fucked you black fuckbrain,” said Tracey defiantly.
“Such racial prejudice,” replied BB, “We must be all together sister as one,” he said smirking.
BB pulled out his 12” night fighter and stroked it to make it hard. Tracey was grabbed by the arms, lifted in the air, and slowly lowered above his impressive prick.
“Make her wet hunny,” he told a girl next to him,”I don’t like dry pussy.”
Mart-Lou obliged – it was easy as the two guys had her legs well apart, held up in the air. She moved into position, grabbed Tracey’s inner thighs, and pushed her tongue into the open slit. It was not long before the slut in Tracey had her wet, juicing Mary-Lou’s lips with her cum. Mary-Lou couldn’t resist and rammed 2 fingers into Tracey’s arse, making her gasp and cum again.
“She likes it all, Boss,” exclaimed Mary-Lou.
“Bring her to me,” commanded BB.
The 2 guys who acted as cranes, lifted Tracey high above BB, holding her legs wide apart.
“Ready Boss?” asked one of them.
BB reached up to grab Tracey’s waist, then slowly forced her down onto his massive, rock hard prick. The head entered her pussy spreading her lips.
Tracey knew that she’d never had anything this big fuck her before, and she panicked and struggled to be free.
“Wriggle my little one,” encouraged BB, “ but it will do you no good. You are MINE!”
With that, he gripped her waist tight and rammed her onto his waiting prick.
She screamed and wriggled, but to no avail – he cock was inside her up to his balls, all 12 inches.
She struggled for breath; he squeezed her nipples as hard as he could; she screamed again; he slapped her hard across the face; she fell forward onto his chest; he smacked her arse cheeks as hard as he could.
Both were actually enjoying the experience!
“You cunt!” she said. “I CAN!” he retorted.
“You, slut, are my slave from now on. I can do whatever I want with you. Fuck you, kill you, sell you – whatever I choose. In fact, to prove my power over you, I will now allow six of my men, and four of my whores, to do whatever they want to you. THEN you will surrender to my every wish.”
“Please no,” she pleaded, “ Make me your special woman and I will make you so happy.”
“Take her,” he instructed to his lieutenant.
She was dragged away screaming and pleading.
The room she was taken to was huge and had rugs and mattresses, sofas and benches everywhere.
She was spreadeagled across a bench by 4 women. They hungrily made her naked and while 2 sucked her nipples, one sucked her pussy, whilst the fourth inserted 2 fingers into her anus, making her first scream, then cum loudly.
They took turns at sucking, fingering, licking and fisting her orifices and brutally squeezing her nipples. They made her scream with pain, with pleasure, made her cum, made her plead, especially when one fisted her cunt whilst another fisted her anus at the same time! This made her cum for many minutes and she squirted her cum everywhere, much to her own surprise, given the pain inflicted on her.
“She’s ready, Boss,” said the main female to BB.
“Good. Good.” Was all he said.
After a few thoughtful minutes, he said, “I don’t want you any more. You’re too easy. You’re a sexual animal, bitch. I have animals you will relate to.” With that he motioned to one of his men, who grabbed her and laid her across what looked like a padded bench. Her arse was stuck up in the air, with her pussy fully exposed and her anus winking for all to see.
“No fucking way, you motherfucker, “ she screamed.
Tracey knew she was helpless and her future looked grim. “Please Boss.” She pleaded. “I can be special for you.”
“Oh you’ll earn me enough to be a special slut,” he snickered.
She heard many excited voices; saw many faces moving around the room; heard some growls. Oh No! A VERY large German Shepherd dog was paraded around the room to the delight of the now 40 odd crowd of people.
Bruno was lead to her rear end. He soon sensed her pussy and began to lick in between her cheeks and into her arse. She whimpered, as his long, rough tongue entered her soft pussy lips, touching her clitty, making her cum immediately. The crowd sensed the action, as did Bruno, who mounted her back, his now uncased 9” hard dick luching forward towards its target. It touched her pussy lips, making her shriek, but not as much as when he missed and found her anal passage! To Bruno, it was all the same.
So he thrust forward, entering her anus with a ‘plop’, the thrusting in and out like a steam train, for several minutes, making Tracey scream, groan, moan and cum several times. She suddenly didn’t care – it felt fantastic!
That was until he shot his load, then forced his huge knot inside her, at which she passed out!
She came to with a male cock fucking her arse. “Suck this,” said another, pushing his hard dick into her mouth. Tracey was only just conscious realising she was NOT in control of her destiny any longer.
She was being used as a cheap whore – a situation she had fantasised that she would enjoy, but the reality was horribly different!
The guys both cum at the same time and were replaced by 2 more hungry sex driven men.
She was used and abused for four days, by at least twenty men and seven lesbian women, when she was dragged before BB, the “Boss”.
“You have been taught a lesson,” he said. “Your husband paid me ten thousand dollars for this service, because he knew that you were sex hungry. If you EVER are unfaithful to him, you belong to ME and I will whore you to the dirtiest, AIDS infected scumbags on this earth. Do you understand?” he asked her.
She said nothing and was slapped by BB’s lieutenant hard across the face.
“Yes!” she screamed, falling to the floor.
Some clothes were thrown on the floor in front of her; she was told to get dressed.
“Now fuck off – and fuck only your husband!” commanded the now echo of a voice.
She was pushed out of a door onto a side alley, actually feeling that she had escaped a worse fate.
“Hi Baby,” said a familiar voice. “ Ready to come home and be a good girl?”
… how good? Only time will tell! ….
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An 18 year old boy sneaks his cock into his mother….
DEAR READER: this is the second instalment about Karen, her horny brother and I. Hope you enjoy it as much as I liked writing it. Still, since this is a pornographic story, let’s not take this all too serious. We’re all here to have some fun, right?
The day after Karen had told me about that one time her brother fucked her out of pure lust, we were doing the dishes in my kitchen. I’ve got a nice three-room apartment in the centre of Amsterdam, but I guess you don’t want to hear about that.
Actually, I was still very curious about the event that took place between Karen en Peter a few months ago. So, while I was drying the dishes I asked her: “Tell me Karen, how did it feel to be fucked by your own brother?”
Karen looked at me and said: “Hey, I thought we went over this already and you were cool with it. It was only a onetime thing, honey.”
“I know, and trust me; I don’t bother me that much. He’s your brother, you love each other…”
Karen was still a bit surprised by my way of seeing things, but grateful nonetheless. “Thanks for being so understanding, hon.”
“That’s okay. Besides, I always get a hard on thinking about him and you fucking each other. It makes me horny as hell,” I told her while I pressed my crotch into her butt.
“I can feel that. Okay, what do you want to know?”
“Just tell me how it felt.”
“It felt… wonderful. I mean, yes I like cock and especially big cocks that stretch up my cunt as much as possible. Cocks like yours,” she said with a smile. I gave her a small kiss on the lips for that one and pressed my dick a little harder against her ass. I know she likes stuff like that a lot. And she has a great ass for it too.
“Hmmm… press harder… yesss…. Where was I?”
“Your brothers cock in your tight cunt.”
“Well, because it was my brother fucking me that night, I felt especially sluttish. I mean, he just grabbed me from behind and basically pulled me onto his cock. He ploughed away in such a pace, I could hardly keep up with him. Don’t forget you and I hadn’t had sex for over two weeks, since you were out of the country at that time, so I was horny as hell.”
She was right. I was out working on a film in France at the time, and I wouldn’t be back for another two weeks if I remembered correctly. What Karen told me, got me so hot. I pulled up her skirt, en pulled down her underwear. I looked at her lovely buns. I got down on my knees while she was still standing at the kitchen sink, with her hands in the soapy water. “Tell me more,” I said in a demanding tone.
“Oh, god, I get hot just thinking about it.”
“I can see that,” I said. I pulled her buttocks a little bit apart and saw her already soaked cunt lips and her beautiful little brown star. I just loved the sight of it: that lovely ring of dark skin, just around her asshole. I also loved the sweet smell: a combination of her soapy ass and cunt juice. If they would ever sell that in bottles, someone would be rich. I neared her ass and started to lick the outside of her asshole.
“Oh, yess Robert, please, go on… suck it. Use your tongue on my little hole.”
I disengaged for just a moment “Please Karen, tell me more.” And then put the tip of my tongue in her ass.
“Oh-oh, all right. Hold on…” She put her hands on the side of the counter just to keep her balance. “So, while he was fucking me hard, I just wanted more. I was so hot; I just wanted him to cum inside of me. I needed to feel his sperm, my brother’s cum. I felt like a dirty slut for thinking it, but at that moment just did not care. And I don’t think I really had a choice, cause he had me in a firm grasp. He was holding me just above my ass, shoving me on his dick and pushing me back and forth over the carpet.”
I put two fingers in her soaked cunt at that moment, and she let out a low moan. I scraped her sensitive clit with my fingernail and then she came.
“Yessss, Oooh, I am cumming!!” she screamed, her voice echoed through the room.
I wasn’t finished with her yet, and kept on sticking my tongue in her ass. I fucked her with the tip of my tongue, enjoying the taste, and her story. Not surprisingly I had a hard on that was about to rip through my pants. “Go on, tell me more… I thought you weren’t on the pill in those days by the way.”
“No I wasn’t. I was ‘between pills’ sort of speak and yes, we fucked unprotected.”
“Peter could have gotten you pregnant…” I said wondering.
“I guess so. Thank God that didn’t happen. Would have been a hell of a story,” she laughed. “Let’s move to the couch for a moment, hon.”.
We moved to the sofa in the living room. Karen zipped her skirt and threw it on the floor. Her underwear was still stuck around her left ankle and she removed that too. Then she sat down next to me, sitting on one leg, with her foot touching her pussy. Her lips were standing open a little bit and I could see her wetness inside.
I pulled out my dick and started to stroke it. “Let me help you with that,” Karen said and put her hand around my cock. She had a special way of stroking me. This time she used a lazy slow stroke. She knew it would take a long time to make me cum that way. Apparently she had a lot more to tell…
“You took a pretty big risk, letting him cum inside you” I panted.
“Maybe, but I took a bigger chance afterwards….”
“What do you mean?”
“Well, since the rabbit is out of its hole, I might just as well tell you the whole story.” Her grip on my dick got tighter while she said this. It felt wonderful. At the same time I was wondering what the hell she was talking about. Last night she told me her brother only fucked her that one time and that was the end of that. Was there more to add I wondered.
“Listen, Rob. I haven’t been totally honest with you. Just hear me out, okay. And let me explain. Then judge me,” she said while still stroking my dick. It is always hard for me to think straight when she’s doing that. A fact she took advantage of.
Karen resumed her story. After her brother filled her up with his load, they kissed. He went to his room, and she went to hers. She sat down on the bed with her back against the wall, to recover from her heavy orgasm. Peter’s cum was still drooling from her slit. She scooped up some and got a taste. She loved the taste of his cum. Actually, she likes all cum. Karen is a real cumbucket if you’ll give her the chance. Then, Peter knocked on her door. “Can I come in for a second sis, I think we need to talk.” First Karen thought about covering up her body, but then figured since he just fucked her a moment ago, it didn’t really matter. “Sure, come in.”
Peter stepped into her room. He only wore a boxer short and a t-shirt. He was also carrying a small digital photo camera. Seeing her naked body stopped him in his tracks. “God, you are so fucking hot. Robert is one hell of a lucky guy.”
“I guess you got lucky too, tonight.”
Pete smiled and sat down on the chair across from the bed. “You’re cunt is still drooling.”
“And you are still hard…” Karen smiled while she saw the tent in his shorts.
“That’s what I wanted to talk to you about. Listen, I don’t feel guilty for what we just did. As a matter of fact I loved it. I loved fucking you.”
Karen didn’t reply. She was starting to feel a little bit self-conscious about her nakedness.
“Karen, you are my sister. And I love you.”
“I know that, silly.”
“Don’t get me wrong here. I am not in love with you, just love you…”
“Like a brother. As I do you. So what’s the matter? What are you trying to tell me, Pete?”
She noticed the camera in his hand, and the idea dawned on her. She knew Peter had this photo fetish. He made pictures of the girls he fucked and collected them in a scrapbook. She actually found the book once. Seeing the pictures of the naked girls got her hot and she masturbated in his bedroom while she looked at them. Peter always made more than one picture. But he always took one of the dripping cunts he had filled with his seed. And he wanted to take a picture of his sister’s pussy.
When I heard this, I had to laugh a little bit. I was also very curious about this collection of his. Karen was still stroking me and picked up the pace a little bit. I was getting closer to my orgasm and she knew it.
She continued her story: Peter asked her if he could photograph her cunt and the thought that she would be one of his lays got her really hot again. There was one problem however. Her pussy was dried up at that point because all his sperm had leaked out.
Karen was still horny. “Okay, listen. I am still as horny as hell. It will be two weeks at least before Robert gets back from his gig. And we already fucked each other once this evening. I need your cock in my cunt once more, Pete. But we have to promise each other that it will only be this night. A night of fucking each other’s brains out.”
Pete agreed and loved the idea of fucking that tight cunt of hers once more.
“I think we gotta hurry, because Jeanine might come back within the hour,” Pete said. Jeanine was their sister, and she was out with some of her friends. Pete was the oldest one, 28 years old. That might be too old an age to still be living at one’s parents, but actually Peter moved back in after the break up with his fianc? while ago. Jeanine was 25, and Karen was the Benjamin of the bunch, only 24 years old. She still had her bedroom at her parent’s house, but was spending most of her time at my place anyway. Jeanine however was sort of the wallflower of the family; we all guessed that she would live with her parents for a long time. Although Karen and Peter were close, Jeanine and Karen weren’t. Peter couldn’t really stand her that much either. And the thought of them being caught by her, wasn’t really appealing.
“Well, then. Let’s do it. Come here and put your dick in me, fast,” Karen said excitedly.
When I thought about her brother fucking her twice, I couldn’t hold back my orgasm. My dick spurted my cum, like it was a volcano. My sperm landed on Karen’s hand, and some on my thighs.
“Wow, this story really makes you hot doesn’t it?” she said while she took my tool in her mouth to clean up. Her velvety soft mouth around my dick felt great. She really knew how to clean up, my Karen.
“So you guys fucked twice that night?”
Karen let my cock drop out of her mouth and started to lick the sperm from my thigh.
“Yes, I am sorry I didn’t tell you this before. I was afraid it would be too much for you.”
“Are you sure you only fucked twice?”
She straddled herself on my legs, my half erect cock against her cunt lips and said, “So far, yes.”
“What?”
“Kiddin’ honey. It won’t happen again. I promise,” she said with a pout lip. She took my half erect tool and pressed it against her clit. I became hard instantly. She impaled herself on my cock and started to ride me.
“You know what; you might as well finish your story. I like to know everything…”
“And so you shall,” she said panting. She was soaking wet. I could tell that the memory of the fuck-fest with her brother and the fact that my dick was filling her up at that moment made her extremely horny.
She continued narrating while we fucked: Pete stepped out of his boxers and tore off his t-shirt. Then he literally jumped his sister. He lay between her legs and pointed his dick at her entrance. He pressed the head against her labia.
“Come Pete, fuck your little sister. And fuck her hard, because she needs it.” Karen kissed him, her tongue swirling around in his mouth. Pete pressed the head of his dick into her wet cunt, but only the head. Then he pulled out, repeating his movement. He put the head of his dick just a little bit in her cunt. He felt her lips sucking him in. He couldn’t hold out no more and pushed the rest of his dick straight in to her cunt.
“Ooh yeah, you totally fill me up. I can feel your dick pressing against my cervix.”
Pete fucked her like a madman. Pounding his dick into her soaking wet slit, pressing her against the wall. She opened her legs wider, so he could go even deeper into her. She lay her feet onto his shoulders.
“Ooh, yeah. I love your tight cunt Karen. I love fucking your brains out.”
“Me too, brother. Me too.” Karen felt a new orgasm raving inside her body and grabbed Pete’s ass tightly.
Karen was screaming out loud. She felt her brother’s cock being buried deep inside her and hoped this fuck would never end. She loved the sight of his dick disappearing into her cunt, only to reappear covered with her juices. She never felt so much love for her brother as she did that day.
Pete started to lick her left nipple and sucked hard on the little thing.
“Oh, Pete. Suck it. Suck it, baby. My nipples are so sensitive…oooh, aaah.’ Another orgasm came and went and she was still building up another big one.
While Karen was telling this, she went up and down my shaft in a raving speed. Her tits bounced up and down, and I could feel that I was getting close to filling her up with cum. The thought of her brother doing the same thing to her little pussy, made me delirious with horniness. “Yes Robert, fuck me just like Peter did.”
I grabbed her, threw her on the couch, I pulled her legs apart violently and pounded my dick into her. She laid the same way she did that night on the bed, while her brother was fucking her.
Although it was hard for her to talk because her body shook because of my pounding, she finished her story quickly.
Peter pinched both her nipples, which took her over the edge. Karen had a hell of an orgasm, which lasted for at least three minutes. All the while Pete still fucked her, while she shivered from the orgasmic waves that were splashing over her. Pete finally said:
“Yess, hold on, I am cumming. I am going to cum…”
“Yeah, yeah, fill me up Pete! Put your hot seed into my womb!” And that’s just what happened. Pete pushed in one last time and started to spurt what must have been the biggest load he ever produced, into his sister’s womb.
Karen held on to his back, while she felt his sperm filling her up. It felt nice and warm. And it just kept coming and coming.
“Ooh God, sis, this is great. This is the best fuck I’ve ever had….”
Peter kept his dick in her cunt until it shrunk to a smaller size. Then he slowly pulled out, not really ever wanting to leave the nicest pussy he ever fucked. His dick was covered with his own seed and her juice.
“Quick, get your camera, before it’s all gone,” Karen said. Pete got his camera and shot a few nice pictures of her pussy dripping with his seed. When I heard that I decided I definitely must see that scrapbook of his. While he was snapping away, Karen heard someone move in the hallway. During their fuck the door got a little bit ajar and now there seemed to be two peering eyes. But Karen wasn’t sure what she saw. Her brain was just fried by being fucked by her older brother. Karen looked down at her soaked pussy, then back to the door. There seemed to be no one there.
Pete finished shooting pictures. He gave her a long passionate kiss. She looked one more time at his dick and decided that it was not a good idea to ever do this again. Though it had felt lovely, she still rather fucked her regular boyfriend instead of her brother. (Thank God.)
When Karen finished her story, she must have had a dozen of small orgasms already and while I listened I fucked her cunt hard. Now I couldn’t hold back and while I stuck my tongue deep in her mouth – I came. Very loud.
“AAAAAAAAHHRGHH!” I screamed. I felt the walls of her pussy tighten around my cock while I filled her up with my sperm.
“God, Karen. That was definitely the hottest story I’ve ever heard.”
Karen gave me a kiss. I pulled out my dick. Her pussy lips were all red by the hard fucking we did and this gave a nice contrast with the white seed spilling from her void.
“Robert, I love you. I love you so much. Thanks for understanding,” she smiled. We kissed once more.
“I am glad you told me. Now, are you sure this was the last of it?”
“Yeah. We’ve never fucked again. I promise.”
I sat next to her on the couch and felt exhausted.
“I am wondering about one thing though.”
“What’s that?”
“This happened three months ago. What made you decide to tell me now? Why not sooner and why at all?”
Karen suddenly got off the couch, holding a hand against her pussy so she wouldn’t leak any sperm on the carpet. She went to the toilet, left the door open and sat down. I heard her pee starting to flow in the toilet bowl.
“Sorry, I just had to pee so badly.”
I loved watching her pee. I loved everything about her. She took some toilet paper en wiped clean her cunt lips. “There are two reasons while I told you this.” She flushed the toilet and walked back into the living room. She sat next to me on the couch and crawled up to me. She laid her head against my chest and looked deep into my eyes.
“So tell me why,” I asked her again. “Okay, first of all. I think our love is strong enough now for you to know. I was afraid you might freak out, but somehow had the feeling it would be okay to tell you.” I smiled. I loved her vote of confidence.
“Secondly, I was afraid you might find out anyway. You see, Jeanine caught us doing it that night. I didn’t know for sure, but apparently she did. She got home. I guess Pete and I made a lot of noise, because she heard something while coming up the stairs. Now you know her bedroom is next to mine. She heard noise coming from my room and since she is always been a Nosey Parker, she couldn’t help but take a little peek to see what was going on. She saw Pete fuck me on the bed and even saw him taking pictures of my dripping pussy.”
“Fuck,” was all I could muster.
“Fuck indeed,” Karen said.
“So what happened?”
Karen gave me a long kiss and then laid her head on my chest. “The little bitch didn’t tell me at first. Actually she acted like nothing was going on. Pete and I went our ways. Actually I stayed out of his way deliberately for a while because I needed some time to think about all that happened. Like I said, I didn’t want it to happen again. And when you got back it didn’t have to.”
I started to caress her nipples out of habit, but I felt her immediate response. Her nipples got hard as rocks.
“Three days ago, she told me she saw what happened and she threatened to tell you if I didn’t do something for her first.”
“She blackmailed you?”
“Yeah, she did. Fucking bitch. Ooh, that feels good honey. Please a bit harder.” I pinched her nipples a bit harder. Then I moved my right hand down her stomach and started to play with her pubic hair.
“What did she want you to do?” I asked curiously.
*** She told me what happened next. I will tell you that story later.
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