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All for daddy

It’s 1987, I’m thirteen and I’m naked and kneeling between my dad’s legs sucking his cock. It’s not the first time. He has his fingers tangled in my hair and he’s guiding my head, telling me how to take his cock in my mouth. Once in awhile, he lets one of his hands drop down to one of my naked tits, pinching and twisting the nipples. It hurts, but then it feels good too.
“Oh, baby girl, you suck so fucking good!” he moans and begins to thrust his hips up to my mouth, putting more cock down my throat. I let go of his cock and begin to play with his balls, causing him to moan more loudly and writhe more wildly. This little girl knows what her dad likes. I take hold of his cock again and force as much of it into my mouth as I can. My dad’s whole body tenses, then a geyser of jizz shoots into my mouth, filling my throat and mouth so fast some of it dribbles past my lips and onto my ripe little tits.
Swallowing my dad’s hot cum, I lay back on the carpet with my legs spread and start playing with my pussy. My dad watches for awhile, then gets up to find the video camera and a dildo for my hungry little cunt. I’m ramming two fingers up my snatch, when he comes back into the room. It feels so good, I almost forget he’s videotaping me. I get up on my knees and he gets down behind me to get a better shot of my fingers sliding up my pussy and asshole at the same time.
“Fuck yes. The guys at work are going to love this tape.” He hands me the dildo and tells me to fuck myself with it. I lean forward, my chin on the carpet and work the dildo into my sopping wet cunt. It’s about eight inches long and four inches around, bigger than my dad’s dick, but not more than I can take. I work it in an inch at a time, enjoying every bit of it going up my steaming pussy.
I fuck myself hard with the dildo and tease my clit with my thumb at the same time. I hear my dad breathing faster and harder, and know he’s got another hard-on. After banging my pussy until it’s all sloppy and wet, I take the dildo out and start to work it up my tight butthole. I have the tip in and slowly let the rest slide up. It’s not too difficult since my cunt juice has lubricated it really well.
“Baby, I’m going to have to jump in here because my dick’s about to pop watching you fuck yourself.” He puts the video camera on the sofa and gets on his knees behind me. He pulls the dildo out of my asshole and replaces it with his prick. He’s not gentle either. As soon as he tugs the dildo out of my ass, he rams his cock up me. My chin hits the carpet as he grabs my ass and shoves my butt cheeks together, getting a tight hold on his cock up my ass. This is his favorite way to fuck me.
“You are the sweetest fucking piece of meat.” He tells me as he gets into a rhythm. His pole fills up my shit chute. He grinds into me, getting his dick in as far as he can. He drapes his body over me and takes a tit in each hand. I feel fully fucked. He shudders with every thrust, making me feel the full length of his cock. I can’t wait until he cums in my ass. I love the feeling of spunk filling up my butthole.
I forget about the camera that’s taping us and lose myself in the way my dad fucks me. We’ve only been doing it a couple of months, since the day after I turned thirteen. The first few times, all my dad did was make me suck him and jerk off in my face. Then, one night he came into my room and ate me out, making me cum over and over again and finished off by popping my cherry and fucking my pussy almost raw. Now, we fuck most days before my mom gets home from work. Sometimes, he likes to videotape what we do and show it to his friends at work.
I can feel his dick throbbing in my asshole. It’s going to feel so creamy good when he cums, but he pulls out and brings his cock around to my face and tells me to suck it. It’s slick from being up my ass and more than a little juicy, but I don’t care. I open my mouth and let him slide it in. I immediately taste the strong ass juices on my tongue. He’s fucking my mouth hard, letting his balls bounce off my chin. He makes me lift my head up so my tits jiggle more, telling me the guys like to see my tits.
“I don’t think I’m going to keep you all to myself any longer. I know the guys at work would love to fuck your sweet little mouth the way I am right now.” He sighs and thrusts hard down my throat. I’m ready for him to cum, but he pulls out and aims at my tits. A big splash of sperm lands on my tits and drips down between them and down further between my legs. When I look up, he shoots another creamy load right in my face. I lick it off my lips and smile at him through the cum bath he’s given me.
He turns off the camera and tells me, “You are one nasty little slut.” He smiles, then tells me to get dressed. He tells me there’s no time like the present and he’s going to pass me around while I’m hot. I find something to wear, deciding on a pair of silky blue thong panties, a black mini skirt that’s so tight you can see the outline of my thong and a white baby tee with a pink heart right between my tits. My dad loves the outfit when he sees it. He tells me I look just like what I am, a little girl who craves cock.
He gets on the phone and dials up a friend of his. He’s one of the few friends who doesn’t have to worry about a wife or a girlfriend walking in on the party. We get on the freeway and drive to the other side of the valley. I can feel my pussy getting creamy just thinking about all the dicks it’s going to have in it. While he’s driving, my dad slides his hand between my legs and slips a finger under the elastic of my panties and right into my juicy cunt. I let him finger fuck me until I cum, humping his whole hand.
We pull into the driveway of one of the larger houses on the block. Walking up to the door, my dad tells me he’s got a hard-on thinking about all the dicks I’m going to have in me. He rings the bell and a man comes to the door. His name is Ken and he’s really good looking. He smiles and shows us in. The living room is huge. There are two white couches in front of a fireplace and a large oak coffee table between them. He gets my dad a drink and a me a coke. We sit down to wait for the other guys. We don’t have to wait long.
Two other men show up about fifteen minutes after us, Jack and Dan. Jack is tall with dark hair. Dan is shorter, stockier and blonde. They start teasing me immediately. I feel special, getting so much attention. Ken gets things started by asking me to strip for them. He has me get on the coffee table. I don’t know what to do, so I start to sway from side to side. I feel very sexy with all these men looking at me. I slowly take my top off and begin to play with my tits, bouncing them in my hands and pinching the nipples.
“Come on baby, show the guys some pussy,” My dad says. I lift up my skirt and move the crotch of my panties to one side and show them my baby-smooth pussy. My dad keeps me shaved. Ken smiles and licks his lips. I slide a finger in, pull it out and suck on it. Dan kneels on the table, lifts up my skirt and starts sucking on my pussy. I almost lose my balance, but he grabs my ass cheeks and buries his face between my legs while the other guys laugh. His tongue feels incredible, sliding up between my cunt lips and into my snatch.
I hear my dad say, “Time to share.” I feel hands on my body, laying me down on the table. Dan takes his mouth away from my pussy. Ken gets between my legs, his fat cock in his hand. He puts the head up to my cunt lips and rubs it around in the wetness that’s there. He finds my clit and bangs against it. Then he shoves his prick up me, hard and fast. The guys all cheer him on and he starts fucking me, his thrusts so fast and tight that he lifts my ass off the table. It feels fantastic.
I close my eyes and enjoy Ken’s cock. I feel a pair of hands on my tits and then a cockhead on one of my nipples. I open my eyes and watch Dan rub his dick on my tits. He smiles down at me. “You want to suck me off baby?” I nod and he moves up to my mouth, putting his cock on my lips. “Are you a good little cocksucker?” I nod again and smile. He slips his dickhead past my lips and onto my tongue. I lick and bite at his cock. He moans and leans into my mouth. It feels so good to have a cock in my mouth and my pussy at the same time. I lay back and let them fuck me.
“You look good baby. You look so good getting fucked.” My dad is watching everything. I feel Ken moving faster, in and out of my totally drenched cunt. He pushes his cock all the way in, his balls crushed against my ass cheeks. I know he’s going to cum. I clench my cunt muscles, he thrusts and he shoots a load. I feel it running out of my cunt and down between my ass cheeks. He thrusts again and shoots another load. My dad tells me I’m going to be drowning in cum tonight.
Ken pulls out and Dan climbs on the table to get a better angle on my mouth. Jack takes Ken’s place in my squishy pussy. Jack slides in easily. He fucks me slowly, his hands holding my thighs apart. Dan is fucking my throat at full throttle. I gag a little as he hits the back of my throat. I can’t wait to eat his creamy spunk. I want to taste everyone’s cum. Dan starts moving faster. His balls slapping against my chin. I run my hands along the inside of his thighs, carefully take hold of his balls and send him over the edge. I’m choking on what seems like a gallon of cum. He’s right at the opening of my throat, so it all goes straight down, every drop.
Dan climbs off my face and Jack really starts banging away at me. He lowers his mouth to one of my tits and takes the nipple into his mouth. I start cumming. It feels that good. He pulls out after I cum and tells me to get on my knees. He enters my cunt from behind and fucks me more slowly. I feel one of his fingers going up my ass. He asks me if I like it up the ass. I tell him yes and feel him pull out of my pussy and rub his dickhead against my butthole. I exhale and he starts buttfucking me.
I push my hips back against him, taking his prick in my ass. I feel so slutty when I’m taking it up the ass. I have my head down, but my dad raises my face to his cock. “Ready for daddy, baby?” I nod and open my mouth wide. My body is tugged back and forth between my dad and Jack while Ken and Dan watch. Jack tells me how silky and tight my asshole is. My dad pulls his cock out of my mouth and hits me with it, letting the precum smear across my lips. Jack’s cock completely fills my shit chute. My dad works his meat back down my throat, telling me to suck harder.
I push two fingers up inside my pussy and begin finger banging myself, wanting to cum again while I’m being double fucked. Jack’s fingers find mine and I let him practically fist fuck me while he reams me out. I cum hard, skewering my pussy on Jack’s hand. Jack moves his hand from my juicy fuckhole to hold my hips while he fucks my butt. He moans loudly and I feel it, a big gush of spunk filling up my butthole, running out and down my legs. That’s when my dad cums in my face, spraying me with his cream.
I lay down on my back on the table and let Ken and Dan jerk off on me. Watching all the fuck action got them both hard again. I reach up and help stroke the two dicks pointed at me. I think about how I’m going to get some boys I know at school to gangbang me. I bet boys cum loads and loads. While I’m thinking about all my future fucks and stroking their cocks, Ken and Dan spurt all over my face, tits, belly and pussy. I’m drenched.
My dad tells me to take a shower before we go. When I get out of the shower, I hear him telling the guys how they can fuck me whenever they want. Dan says something about getting his daughter in on it. I think about how hot it would be to eat all their cum out of another girl’s pussy or even her asshole. I want to do everything. I can’t wait. Between then and now, I’ve fucked a lot of men. This is just how I got started.

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Growing up Polygamy Part 2!

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Deryk: Be Careful What You Wish For……

While my other stories so far have all been centred on real-life events, this story is a bit of a departure for me. All I will say is that it is rooted in fact but only partly based on something that really happened……..

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Hiking with Tina

My girlfriend Tina was the kind of girl every guy wants to fuck. She’s tall, about five foot nine with long, long legs. Her dark brown hair falls about three or four inches below her shoulders. She has phenomenal tits. Just unbelievable, with not too long of nipple, just long enough when hard to really swirl your tongue around.
She was, without a doubt, one of those women that when you met her, you really didn’t care if you were married, had a girlfriend, or liked the guy she was dating. You still wanted to fuck her.
We worked together at a restaurant in LA, a posh one where we made a lot of money. Enough that we could go on trips, go out late drinking with friends and doing drugs and staying out dancing all night.
We had been talking about going hiking, and a group of waiters, waitresses and a few bartenders were throwing around the idea of going hiking on mushrooms. It sounded beyond fun, so we were all fired up. The morning we headed out, there must have been some miscommunication, as Tina and I and a fellow waiter named Daniel ended up at a different area than everyone else to start the hike. Luckily, Daniel was one of the guys holding onto the shrooms, so we said fuck it, we’ll do the hike just the three of us.
Now, while we were munching down the evil tasting fungus, I watched as Daniel admired Tina. She was wearing a tank top that fit snuggly over her tits, and it was cool enough that her erect nipples were poking through. She had on tiny shorts and hiking shoes. He could barely hide that he was checking her out. I didn’t mind – I knew he was married and that his wife was smoking hot herself. She hadn’t been able to come during that morning, mostly because we didn’t think she liked most of the waiters hitting on her.
We waited a while, shooting the shit. The usual stuff, work schedules, shitty patrons, good tips, the parties we’d been to.
“I’m feeling it,” Daniel said. “Things are getting…interesting.” He smiled and I realized that the colors around him were brighter. Much more vivid.
“Yeah, things are getting interesting…” I almost mumbled. I was really starting to trip, and I could tell Tina was, too. Shrooms always got her horny. We had agreed, if we could, to sneak off and fuck if we could.
We headed out, and instantly I could tell that Daniel and Tina were bonding in some way on the drug. They were giggling and agreeing on all kinds of shit while I tripped on the vegetation and colors around us.
We had walked about an hour or so when we found a huge pond with a waterfall and a little river of water flowing away. They sat down near each other, still talking, while I searched around. Without realizing it, I walked further and further off, until I couldn’t hear them talking anymore. I sat down and tripped out about a tree for a while, digging the absolute splendor of it.
When I realized I’d been gone a while, I decided I should get back before they worried. For all I knew, I’d really only been gone fifteen or twenty minutes. I slowly made my way back, hoping I wasn’t lost. Somehow, I came out slightly above them, out of their line of sight. They had moved closer to each other and I could hear everything they said!
“So you really think I’m hot,” Tina was giggling. “You didn’t think I noticed the way you look at me? But you’re married and I love Jim.”
“I know you love him,” Daniel said. “He’s awesome, and I love my wife. She’s cool and hotter than hell. But you’re a different kind of hot…”
“Still, you should know I won’t have sex with you,” Tina said.
“Then how about a kiss,” Daniel asked. “Just for fun.”
Without even answering, Tina leaned forward slowly, and I noticed instead of getting pissed, my dick sprang to life. I realized I wanted her to kiss him!
Daniel leaned in, placed a hand behind her head and started kissing her. They kissed for what seemed like forever, and I could see their tongues darting in and out. Once, they stopped and looked around, probably for me. I, however, had taken my dick out, and it was rock hard. I was slowly stroking it, high as a kite and insane with lust. I wanted Daniel to do more to her.
They started kissing again. Daniel reached for Tina’s hand and slowly moved it to his crotch. I could see that his dick was straining against his pants. She hesitated. Slowly, she started to rub it through his shorts. He moaned and his head dropped.
“You’re so fucking hot,” he said, so softly I could barely hear. He grabbed her head and started kissing her passionately. She melted into him. I watched as his hands groped her tits, softly squeezing them. One hand fell lower and lower, moved into the edge of her shorts and a couple of fingers disappeared. Tina moaned in pleasure as a finger slid into her pussy. She was so wet, I could tell. I was nearly ready to come right then and there.
Daniel stopped kissing and leaned back. He looked around quickly, stood and unzipped his shorts. His dick sprang out, hard as a rock and easily 7 inches long. The second Tina’s mouth touched his dick, I shot a load of hot, sticky come.
I couldn’t believe it. She was going to town, taking his whole length in and out. He had a hand on the back of her head, guiding her as he fucked her face.
“Holy shit, you’re too good,” he said. “I’m going to fucking come.” His hips bucked and he started to shoot load after load into her mouth. She did her best to catch it all but some trickled down her chin.
To my utter astonishment, my dick twitched again, and slowly starting get hard as I watched Tina stand, unbutton her shorts and wiggle out. She was going to fuck him!
She turned and showed him her perfect ass.
“I said you couldn’t fuck me,” she said, “and you can’t. Not my pussy. But I never said you couldn’t fuck my ass.”
Daniel moved toward her, his dick still insanely hard. Tina braced herself against a nearby tree and spread her ass for him. I was already stroking my now hard and slippery with cum dick.
Slowly, using her pussy juices, he lubed her ass and his dick. He pushed inside her bit by bit. Tina was biting her bottom lip, moaning as his dick pushed further and further up her ass.
Soon, he was stroking it like a champion into that tiny, tight asshole. She pushed back hard, taking every inch of him.
I chose that moment to come down, my dick hard and sticking straight out. I walked right toward them and when they noticed me, I said, “Don’t stop fucking that ass, Dan. Fuck it hard.” A look of utter lust came over Tina. She was deep in the shroom hornies now. I walked up to her and she leaned off the tree, using me for support. Lowering down gently, she took my stiff dick into her mouth, and while I held her up, fucked my dick with those luscious lips while Daniel slid his huge dick in and out of her ass.
I blew my load, unable to contain myself watching him fuck her. He looked up at me and I smiled at him. “Blow your load in that tight ass, man. Fuck her hard.”
Spurred on, he fucked her mercilessly. I could feel her coming and with a grunt, Daniel unloaded in her ass.
When we finally all caught our breath, Daniel looked at me and said, “You know…my wife finds you VERY attractive.”
“Really…” I replied.

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GangBang Submission

Summary: A girl’s kinky slut fantasy life becomes VERY, VERY real.
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What are your fantasies?
What gets you off late at night when you only have yourself and your favourite toy?
For me, my fantasy life is way more adventurous than my reality.
In my fantasy life, I am seduced and made a sexual pet by Mrs. Walker, the hottest teacher ever.
In my fantasy life, I am just getting out of my cheerleading uniform, when the whole football team walks in and has their way with me. There are a variety of races, a variety of cocks and a variety of positions I’m taken.
In my fantasy life, my boss uses me to close deals by either being a cocksucking cum swallower, a tight pussy to be used as a cum deposit, or an eager pussy-licker.
In my fantasy life, I am forced to flash strangers, teasing men and women shamelessly with my shaved pussy and perky breasts.
In my fantasy life, I am a submissive, who obeys every sexual command any man or woman gives me.
In reality, though, I had only done a few things…and almost always while drunk. My two college roommates had their way with me on more than one occasion; I flashed people at a bar on a drunken dare and I had anal sex with a boyfriend who I couldn’t say ‘no’ to. But for the most part, I lived in a fantasy world…until last weekend when everything changed.
It started innocently enough when I hosted a gathering. We have always taken turns hosting small parties the second Saturday of the month, and it was my turn to be the hostess with the mostest (and oh would I ever be!)
I am always up for a good drunk, as I am still in my relatively carefree twenties, as is the rest of our gang from work. The plan was it would be a pot luck appetizer and a wine tasting party. The two were a lethal combination for my slim body: not enough substantial food and sweet-tasting wine, which went down like water for me.
Like most of our gatherings, it included lots of sexual innuendo, lots of drinking, and lots of gossip. Rumours spread like prairie fire, especially when wine is involved. By the time the fourth bottle of wine was empty, I was incredibly drunk and I knew way too many tantalizing tidbits of useless information about every co-worker who wasn’t at the gathering.
We then played truth-or-dare, something we had never done before. I’d invited my two closest co-workers Shelly and Tina, Tina’s husband Frank, a co-worker named Jon, one of our college interns Simone and our computer tech Markus.
Shelly was a blonde bombshell that seemed to have a new young stud every week. It was actually shocking that she didn’t bring anyone to today’s gathering. She usually had some sweet fucking eye candy to drool about.
Tina was a blonde too and also pretty, but shorter and less endowed in comparison to Shelly’s double-D breasts, and shyer too. Tina’s husband Frank was a firefighter who was built like a brick house, and I often fantasized about using his hose to cool me down.
Jon was a poster boy for preppy. He could have easily come directly out of the pages of an Abercrombie & Finch catalogue. At our marketing office he was the male closer, and Shelly was the female equivalent. You would be amazed, or maybe you wouldn’t be, how much sex appeal is used to close a deal. (I often wish I could be the closer…but I was the behind the scenes girl).
Simone was a twenty-two year old redhead sex bomb intern who was clearly going to be a female closer one day. She was short, not even five feet, but her curves were ample, and she wore the clothes to showcase them perfectly. She also had a naturally sexy voice and I could literally envision her as a phone-sex operator.
Markus was the firm’s super geek. He wasn’t Urkel nerdy, but he had the glasses and the lack of fashion sense. He was also the only black man in our circle of friends.
And then there is me. I am blonde as well. I have blue eyes, very firm 34b breasts, a tight ass, a freshly-shaved pussy and an athlete’s body. Actually, Shelly, Tina and I all have tight bodies, as we work out together and run in marathons. We are also all in our mid-twenties, without kids and living a very active New York City life.
Again, truth-or-dare was not something we had played before, so I really had no idea what to expect. The first round was tame as people all picked ‘dare’ and were forced to do a dance, or shoot a drink or a similar low-impact stunt.
But as we got drunker the game became more interesting and naughty.
Simone picked ‘truth’. Jon asked, “How many people have you slept with?”
The redhead beauty smiled. “I can’t say I know the exact number, but a dozen or so.”
“Slut,” Shelly playfully teased her, Shelly easily being close to triple digits.
“It takes one to know one,” Simone retorted, before asking, “Wait! Was the question men or people?”
Jon asked, “Would the number be different?”
Simone looking directly at me it seemed and said, “Oh, the number would be drastically higher if it included my lesbian trysts.”
I could feel a sudden tingle as Simone stared at me revealing she was bisexual.
Shelly joked, “Bisexual slut.”
Simone finally broke eye contact with me and retorted, “Jealous?”
Shelly, seemingly noticing Simone’s and my brief moment, teased, “I think Bridgette wants to help you add to your list.”
I quickly came to my senses, none of them knowing of my submissive lesbian college past, and snorted, “As if.”
Simone pouted, “You wouldn’t do me, Bridgette?”
Deciding it was easier to play along, I faked confidence. “Oh Simone, I would devour you whole.”
Simone smiled, “Be careful what you say sexy, I just may take you up on your offer.”
Shelly got us back on track, “Ok, you two cool it off. We have men here; let’s keep our weekly lesbian slumber party conversations for another time. Markus, truth or dare?”
“Dare,” Markus replied.
Shelly teased. “Dare again, hmmmm, what secrets to you have buried in your closet?”
He shrugged nonchalantly.
Simone dared, “Flash your cock to us.”
Markus, surprised by this, responded, “Are you serious?”
“Deadly, I want to know if the big black man myth is real or not.”
Markus shrugged, “All right, I got nothing to hide.” He stood up, dropped his pants, and unleashed the biggest cock I had ever seen. It was at least nine inches and thick. It was impossible to believe such a geeky looking man could be hiding such a large package.
Shelly complimented him, “Markus, where have you been hiding that snake?”
The wittiest thing I had ever heard from him escaped his lips next. “In my pants.”
We all laughed as he put his snake back in his hiding spot.
Shelly was next and picked ‘truth’. Markus asked her, “Have you ever been with a black man?”
She smiled and responded back with a question, her tone dripping with flirtation, “Is that an offer?”
“Maybe,” he shrugged showing a confidence I only saw in him when he was talking computer shop.
After an awkward silence, Simone pointed out, “Hey, you never answered the question.”
Shelly smiled, “Yes, I have if you must know.”
Frank chose ‘truth’ as well. Shelly asked, “Is your cock as big as your muscles?”
Frank, used to Shelly’s forwardness, chuckled, “Big enough to keep many fires burning once I get my hose inside.” The naughty innuendo had me wishing my growing fire could be quenched with a big hose.
“I need exact measurements,” Shelly insisted.
He shrugged, “I don’t know. I am no Markus, but I am a solid seven plus inches.”
Shelly looked at me, “Do you have a ruler?”
“Yes,” I responded.
“Go get it,” she ordered, as she often did.
I stood up, stumbled a bit realizing I was drunker than I thought, and went to my desk in search of a ruler.
I returned a couple of minutes later and Frank had his cock out and Tina was stroking it, getting it fully erect, apparently for the measurement.
Shelly, in her usual authoritative tone, ordered, “Bridgette, measure Frank’s cock.”
I looked at Tina who nodded her head in agreement and I went to the couple, bent down and placed the ruler under Frank’s impressive fully erect cock. I tried not to touch his cock, but it was impossible. Tina lifted it up so I could get the ruler to the base and I measured Frank’s cock. “Seven and three-quarters inches.”
As I moved away, Tina stunned us all as she suddenly took her husband’s cock in her mouth for a few quick bobs. When she was done she shrugged, “Sorry, I couldn’t resist.”
I stared at them, suddenly turned on. Shelly announced, “Bridgette got turned on watching Tina suck off her husband.”
I quickly defended myself, “I did not.”
Shelly laughed, “You are practically drooling.”
I continued my denial, “I am not. I was just surprised by it.”
Tina looked at me and offered, “Want a taste?”
“What?” I gasped, shocked by the offer.
Tina chuckled, “I’m kidding, Bridgette.”
I laughed back, but the thought in my head was I would love to feel that cock in my mouth or pussy. The game continued, and it was my turn to be the center of attention.
Frank, his impressive package back in his pants, asked, “Truth or dare, Bridgette?”
“Truth,” I answered.
Frank smiled, “Would you have sucked my cock if my lovely wife here would have allowed you to?”
My face went instantly beet red and my pussy began to leak slightly at the thought as I tried to think how to answer the question.
While I remained silent, Shelly pushed, “Bridgette, I think your silence has already given us your answer, but you need to answer the question.”
Attempting to be flippant, and over-the-top to make it seem all more outrageous and absurd, I responded, “Fine, yes I would sucked his cock until he sprayed his hot seed down my eager throat.”
Frank responded, with a smug tone I couldn’t quite understand, “Good to know, Bridgette.”
Tina slapped my ass, “You slut.”
I shrugged, playing along in this crazy game, filled with sexual innuendo, “Maybe, but only if you offered me his sweet cock.” I shocked myself and the gang when I finished by giving his still fully erect cock a gentle squeeze in his trousers.
Shelly chuckled, “Well, this game is really getting interesting.”
Trying to get the attention away from me, I turned to Tina, “Truth or dare?”
“Truth,” she smiled.
Deciding to keep the naughty game going and answer the question that had my pussy all wet, “Would you ever actually let someone suck your husband’s cock?”
Tina, her smile shifting slightly from sweet to wily, “Do you mean would I let you suck his cock?”
I quickly shook my head ‘no’, even though that was exactly what I meant. “No, no, no,” I stammered, “I was just keeping up the bizarre sexual undertones of this game.”
Shelly interjected again, “Sure, sure, Bridgette. We can all see the hunger in your eyes.”
Tina pushed me too, her tone playfully sinful. “Do you want to fuck Frank too, Bridgette?”
“What? No!” I gasped, desperate to get the attention off me.
Tina burst out laughing, “I’m just fucking with you, Bridgette. But to answer your question, yes I would, and I have let other women play with my husband’s delicious cock.”
Before I had time to filter her shocking answer, I let out an involuntarily, “You have?”
Tina smiled, “Hmmmm, indeed we have.” As I allowed this shocking revelation about Tina and Frank to spin in my inebriated mind, Tina turned to Jon, “OK Jon, truth or dare?”
Jon shrugged, “You choose.”
Tina paused before saying, “Dare it is. I dare you to kiss Bridgette. I think she clearly is in need of some loving attention.”
“What?” I blurted.
Jon moved to me, “Come here, baby.”
I looked around as all eyes were on me. I stood up and walked over to the super handsome Jon. My panties now were completely damp as I was both mortified and turned-on by the sudden attention I was receiving. I reached Jon and he pulled me in and gave me a warm, passionate kiss. His hand also went to my ass and gave me a firm squeeze.
Shelly broke the intimate moment. “You two need a room, or maybe just a bed?”
I broke the kiss, attempting to be casual even as my loins were heating up and distracting me from thinking straight. I ended the awkwardness the best way I knew how, by announcing, “I have to pee.”
I quickly staggered to the bathroom, the wine really doing a number both in my head and on my bladder. When I returned to the living room, Tina handed me another glass of wine. Shelly announced, “While you were gone, Bridgette, we decided since your birthday is next week we are going to play a special game of Bridgette-enhanced Truth or Dare.”
“Say what?” I asked, confused.
She flashed me a coin and said, “We will flip a coin and if it is heads it is ‘dare’ and if it is tails it is ‘truth’.”
“OK,” I responded, “but how is this Bridgette-enhanced?”
“Because,” she smiled, pausing for dramatic effect, “Every one of us will flip a coin and then ask you the question or give you a dare.”
The realization that it was all about me suddenly became crystal clear and I asked, “Why?”
“Because it is your almost birthday and because you desperately need it.”
“How so?” I questioned.
She walked over and gave me a big tit-crushing hug, before whispering in my ear, “Trust me.” Her hot breath on my ear made my sweet tingle start again and when she slid her tongue in my ear, my left leg gave out briefly. Just as quickly as she teased me, she moved away and I sat back down on a chair taking a lengthy sip of my wine…wondering what the heck was happening.
Shelly tossed the coin to Jon who flipped it and said, “Heads…dare it is.”
Acting way more confident than I was feeling, I quipped, “Go for it!” I followed this up by spilling wine on myself and cursing, “Oh for fuck’s sake.”
Jon said, “Well apparently fate stepped in. My dare is for you to take off your shirt and leave it off.”
I looked at him stunned. “Are you serious?”
He shrugged, “That is the dare.”
I smirked back, thinking two can play this game. I unbuttoned my blouse and tossed it to him, my pink lace push-up bra now the center of every man’s and woman’s eyes. Instead of being embarrassed by the staring, I felt sexy and confident and the dampness in my pussy increased.
Simone joked, “What a cute bra, you must have been hoping for some action tonight.”
I blushed, attempting to be suave, “Well, a girl should always be prepared.”
“Indeed,” Shelly smiled, her provocative tone unsettlingly me.
Simone flipped the coin in the air and I watched it hit the floor, roll around, and land tails-up. She smiled, “Truth this time, Bridgette.”
Taking a long drink of wine, I confidently retorted, “Ask me anything!”
“Have you ever dyked out with another girl?”
I responded flippantly, “Haven’t we all?”
Simone inquired, “Do tell.”
I shrugged, ignoring the fact that I was my two roommate’s submissive pet on more than one occasion back in the day, I answered, “My roommates and I often played.”
“And…” Simone pushed.
“And what?” I asked coyly, enjoying teasing the beautiful redhead.
“Did you eat pussy?”
“I think that I have told the truth already,” I replied.
Shelly intervened, her tone demanding, “Answer the question, Bridgette.”
Always being the follower to Shelly, I quickly answered, attempting to be slightly crude, “Yes, I ate their cunts.”
“Get fucked by them?” the redhead delved deeper.
I looked at Shelly who gave a just-answer-the-fucking-question look. “Yes.”
“In the ass?” Simone asked the ultimate taboo.
I nodded weakly in the affirmative.
Frank picked up the coin, my face burning with embarrassment, my pussy burning with need. He flipped the coin and caught it and showed it to me, “Heads.” He paused, seeming to think what to dare me to do before looking at Shelly who gave him a slight nod. I was confused by the brief interaction, before Frank dared, “I dare you to give me your panties.”
I always got turned on by the thought of flashing and being an exhibitionist, so this was not a big deal. I quickly slipped my panties off and tossed them to him.
To my surprise, he put them to his nose and said, “Hmmmm, you smell delicious.”
I blushed yet again, as Shelly walked over and took them demanding, “Let me see.”
One of my best friends took my panties and took a long lengthy sniff at the crotch. “Hmmmm, I agree, they smell delicious.” She then added, “And fuck, they are drenched. What is getting you all wet, Bridgette?”
Suddenly everyone staring at me had me both excited and nervous, but I retorted, “I plead the fifth and it’s not your turn to ask me a question yet.”
She smiled and said, “Oh it will be soon.” Her tone dripped with flirtation.
Tina grabbed the coin and flipped it. It was tails this time. ‘Truth’. Tina didn’t even hesitate as she asked, “Do you ever fantasize about being the center piece of a boy and girl orgy?”
I was flabbergasted by the question. I could have remotely expected such a question from Shelly, but from Tina…never. Yet, there it was just lingering there in the air, six people staring at me waiting for an answer to the absurd question. I answered, “Sometimes.”
“How often?” Tina questioned.
I shrugged, “I don’t keep stats.”
“More than once a month?”
“Probably.”
“More than once a week?”
“Sometimes.”
“Interesting,” Tina said, letting her response to my humiliating answer linger for all to contemplate.
Markus grabbed the coin and tossed it in the air. It landed at his feet and I, now very drunk and unable to see to clearly, bent down to see what it was. Heads.
Markus looked down at me deadly serious, at my subservient position, and dared, “I dare you to suck my cock, Bridgette.”
I gasped. “What?”
He began immediately to pull down his pants as he repeated, “I dare you to suck my cock, Bridgette. Don’t pretend you don’t want to.”
Looking at the big black snake, I definitely wanted to, although I even more definitely wanted it inside me. I was fucking hornier than I could ever remember being and desperately wanted to be fucked. Deciding ‘fuck it’, I grabbed his massive black rod and leaned forward, taking it in my mouth.
He moaned, “Good girl.”
Wanting to be a good girl for him, I bobbed up and down on his cock ignoring the audience, who were probably watching in shocked awe. Soon I forgot them and I began to rub myself as I slobbered on his cock. I don’t know if I was really good, or if he has a quick trigger, but in only a couple of minutes of concentrated cocksucking I felt a sudden spray splash the back of my throat. I didn’t slow down and swallowed every last drop of his salty seed, all the while rubbing my clit attempting to get myself off.
Suddenly I was brought back to the cold reality…I had just sucked off a co-worker in front of a group of friends as Shelly announced, “My turn.”
Markus pulled his dick out of my cocksucking lips and said, “That was great, Bridgette. You are a natural born cocksucker.”
What does one say to such a compliment? Thanks? I remained silent, suddenly paralyzed by my actions.
Shelly pulled me up and said, “For the last round of the game Bridgette, I am going to give you a buy one, get one free, deal.”
“How so?” I asked, staring into her hypnotic eyes, as her hand went under my skirt and to my wet pussy.
“I am going to give you one truth and one dare,” she revealed.
“OK,” I replied mindlessly.
“Truth first,” she smiled, her finger easily parting my glistening pussy lips and sliding inside my wanton pussy.
“Kkkkkkkk,” I moaned, greatly distracted by her touch.
“Do you want to eat my pussy in front of all our friends and then be ravished by the rest of the group?”
“Desperately,” I moaned, wanting everything she just said to happen.

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The Prince Part 3

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My Gay Sex Life: Chapter III

Third part is here as i promised it to be, this series is based on a true story, the names are the same, but the exact order is messed up and some events are ‘exaggerated’ to make it sexier. Enjoy 🙂

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The physiotherapist

When I’d visited my sister on the east coast, some couple of years ago, she’d told me of a scandal which had filled the newspapers at the time. It was the case of a man, a builder by trade, who had been posing as a physiotherapist, and had been molesting women.
I remembered it quite clearly. My sister had related all of the juicy details. The man had simply rented a small office, put an add in the local newspaper, and been very selective in the “clients” that he chose, telling others that he worked at the hospital and only did consulting after hours, and that he was simply too busy to see them.
At the time, my sister and I had searched out an old newspaper, and had found his advertisement:
Dr Radinov, Professional Physiotherapist ……. after hours appointments only. Phone XXXX XXXX
Now I couldn’t believe my eyes as I looked at the almost exact advertisement in our own local paper.
My sister had told me at the time, that the pervert had simply disappeared, and that the police had no idea where he was. Had he come way over here to the west coast? I supposed that it was certainly far enough away, and it was a good two years ago since he’d tried his perverted deception.
The idea tempted me. Dare I do it? I suppose that it would be exciting just to phone; I wouldn’t go if I thought it risky.
I picked up the phone and was almost trembling with sexual excitement as I dialled the number.
Brrr, Brrr, the phone rang.
There was a short delay, then a male voice answered: “Dr Radinov speaking.”
I trembled and thought of hanging up, but then spoke up: “Hello, I wonder if it would be possible to make an appointment.”
“Hmm, I’m extremely busy,” the voice replied, “I work at the hospital during the day, and only treat patients in the evening.
It had to be him, I thought. He hasn’t even changed his story one bit.
“Can I just take a few details,” the voice continued, “let’s see …. female,” he said as if checking off a list. “Age?” he asked.
“Eighteen,” I answered.
“Not married I suppose?” he asked with a chuckle.
“No.”
“No of course not at your age, ….. er, ….plenty of boy friends though I suppose?” he tentatively added.
“Well, no actually.”
“What, not even one,” the man’s voice asked.
“No,” I again answered, trying to sound a bit sad.
“Well, that’s getting away from the issue, isn’t it,” he laughed. “What problem do you have?”
He caught me off guard, because strange though it may seem, I hadn’t actually thought of what to say was wrong with me.
“A sore leg,” I answered, saying the first thing that came to mind.
“What area of the leg?” the man’s voice asked.
“My thigh,” I answered, beginning to feel sexy, then added, “more up into the groin.”
My hand slipped up under my skirt. I slid a finger into my now slippery pussy.
“Have you had anyone massage it for you …… your mother, sister …. a friend?” the man enquired in what I thought an odd voice.
“No, I have no one who I could call on to help,” I answered, trying once more to sound sad.
You don’t live at home with parents?” the man’s voice questioned, almost sounding excited.
“I’m a student. I rent a small room,” I answered, then added, “I have no family.”
“Well I think that I could just squeeze you in,” the man said, sounding pleased. “Er … I don’t suppose that you could come now? I have a cancellation,” he told me.
I asked where his consulting rooms were, and on being told, I said that I could be there in half an hour’s time.
Hanging up, I laughed to mysefl – what questions to ask just to treat a sore leg – parents, friends, age, where I live – he was certainly choosing his victim carefully.
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I hurriedly put on my sexiest underwear, consisting of a pair of white lace pants that were only little more than G-string size; a pretty little half cup bra, though I supposed that he wouldn’t get to see that; and a white, cotton top which clung quite suggestively to my small breasts. To complete my outfit, I wore a shortish, slightly flaired skirt, with heeled sandals, of which I’d been told looked sexy.
Getting off the tram at the location that I’d been directed to, I found the well lit building on the corner. In the lobby I perused the office directory, and saw a small, printed sign, simply with the words: Dr Radinov.
Almost trembling with excitement, I alighted from the lift at the sixth floor, and was confronted by a door with the same small, printed sign: Dr Radinov.
I knocked and pushed the door to go in, but found that it seemed to be locked.
It wasn’t until then that I wondered how safe this was, but the door opened, and a middle aged man, short and stocky, and somehow looking nothing like a health professional, though wearing a white coat, stood holding the door open. “Come in Yvonne,” he said in a friendly enough tone.
I stepped into what was a quite tiny room, the furnishings of which consisted of a desk with a few medical books prominently displayed, a chair, a narrow, white sheeted examination bed such are as found in doctor’s rooms, and other than that, a couple of physio charts hanging on the walls.
The “doctor” offered me a chair, then sat himself behind the desk.
For a moment he seemed at a loss as to how to approach the situation, but then he half asked, half stated, “you live by yourself, you mentioned?”
“Yes,” I said, intent on making him know that I wouldn’t be telling anyone about this little exploit, “I just rent a room, and have no really close friends that I confide in.”
“Well yes, that’s fine, there’s plenty of people who keep to themselves,” he said, standing up and obviously relaxing somewhat.
He asked about my sore leg, so I spun a story.
“Let’s have a look,” he said, beckoning me to stand up.
He then squatted down, taking my calf in both hands, and slowly moving his hands upwards, pretending to be feeling my leg structure.
In the hands of a real doctor, this wouldn’t have had the least sexual significance, but in the hands of this pervert, I was filled with sexual excitement, not that I expected it to go past the touching and looking stage.
At first he seemed uncertain just how far to feel me, being happy to fondle from my calf to half way up my thigh, but then he eventually gained confidence and holding my thigh with both of his hands spread around it, he pretended to be intent on feeling the muscles and tendons as he moved his hands around, squeezing lightly, and gradually moving further up my thigh, an inch at a time.
After some minutes he was squeezing and feeling my thigh right up towards the top, and I could just feel his wrist slightly brushing against the mound of my pussy.
The hem of my short skirt had simply lifted with his hands as he had moved upwards.
“Hmm,” he said, pretending to be deeply absorbed, “I can feel some tightness there – is it tender?
“Um,…. perhaps just a little,” I answered softly, trying to control my voice and not sound excited.
The “doctor” now stood up from his squatting position before me. “I’ll just check your spine,” he told me, “quite often pain radiates to different parts of the body, and where you feel the pain is not necessarily where the problem is.”
He got me to lie face down on the examination bed, and he then, pulling my top up just a little from the waist, began lightly, with a hand either side of my spine, feeling and massaging.
“Can you just pull your top up a bit,” he asked after a minute, “I don’t want to stretch it.”
I lifted myself slightly on one arm, and pulled my top up above my bra to around my armpits, then sunk back down onto the bed.
Continuing up my back and reaching my bra strap, he then said, in what I thought sounded a slightly husky tone of voice, “can you just undo your bra strap for me.”
I reached back and unclipped the two hooks. He continued caressing, up and down my back, from the back of my neck, right down to the waistband of my skirt.
Again his slightly husky voice came: “would you undo your skirt please.”
Oh God! I felt so very sexy. I quickly undid the hooks and small zipper at the side.
I felt his hands moving down onto my waist and lower. I thought of how this man, posing as a doctor, was really just a builder feeling and touching me – a perverted deviant, a lecherous creep.
I hardly knew what I was saying, but I heard myself saying that “I should have taken my skirt off, that it will be getting all creased.”
“Yes,” the pervert “doctor” agreed almost too readily, “it probably would be best.”
I half knelt up on the narrow bed. My small top was still scrunched up around my armpits, and my bra still being undone, hung loosely from the shoulder straps, and I could feel that my breasts were half exposed .
I could feel my face flushing profusely, and kept my gaze down, but knew the the “doctor” would be having a good look at my naked breasts.
Pulling my skirt down over my legs, I slipped it off over my feet, and tossed it towards the nearby chair, having no idea whether it landed there of not, so quickly did I lay back down to hide my extreme embarrassment.
It was indeed extreme embarrassment, but it was also extreme lustful excitement.
I knew that I must be such a sight, laying there face down, with only those tiniest of panties that only covered the crack of my buttocks and nothing more.
“I’ll just give you a good all-over massage, and that might take the soreness away in your leg,” I heard the “doctor” telling me.
I felt him pulling my top off over my head and shoulders. “I don’t want to get oil on this,” I heard him saying by way of excuse. Then it was my bra being slipped off over my arms.
Oh God! I wished that he would pull my pants off as well.
I lay there, my heart pounding. His large, now oily hands gliding all over my back.
My pussy was so wet that I wondered whether I might leave a wet patch on the sheets.
His hands now slid right down onto my buttocks, slithering over me, then with a hand spread on each cheek, he pressed and massaged, before then sliding his hands down over the backs of my thighs.
I lay there, face down, almost panting with lustful feelings. On and on it went with him fondling and massaging every inch of the back of my body. Oh how I longed to roll over and give myself to him to do what he wished with me. But oh, I dare not do that.
I would have kept laying there, loving what was happening to me, but eventually he said, in a somewhat odd tone, that I had best get dressed.
I sat up and swung my legs off the bed and stood up, letting him see my nakedness.
I dressed myself, keeping my gaze downcast in embarrassment.
When I was fully dressed, the “doctor” told me that there wouldn’t be any charge, that he really only handled the few patients of an evening, as a free service to students and such like myself. He asked me not to mention it to my friends, as otherwise he would be flooded with people wanting free treatment.
I assured him that I wouldn’t tell anyone.
“Would you like to come again tomorrow?” he asked almost eagerly, “I’m sure that it would help get rid of that soreness in the legs.”
“Yes, if you would,” I answered, probably sounding equally as eager.
“I can fit you in tomorrow night at the same time,” he told me.
I glanced at the clock on the wall of the foyer as I was leaving. I’d been there well over an hour.
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The next night I wore different, but similar, clothes. I was there right on the stroke of eight o’clock.
“Come in Yvonne,” the doctor greeted me in a completely relaxed manner, in contrast to his tentativeness of the night before.
“How are your legs after the massage?” he enquired.
I told him that the treatment had done me lots of good.
“We’ll continue the same treatment,” he said eagerly, “undress and hop up onto the bed.”
I undid the few top buttons of my light blouse, and pulled it up over my head. I then reached behind my back and, deftly unclipping my bra, unashamedly took it off so that my breasts were exposed to the “doctor’s” gaze. I then slipped my shoes off, and slid my skirt down over my legs, then stepped out of it.
I stood there naked all but for a little pair of semi-transparent pants, through which I knew that the rest of my body would be able to be vaguely seen.
After climbing up onto the bed, and once more laying face down, the lecherous “doctor” wasted no time in going to work with oil and massaging hands.
On and on, all over my back, my buttocks, and my legs, did he massage and fondle.
Perhaps he had planned it out, or perhaps it was just a spontaneous thing, but one way or the other, after some time, he told me to roll over onto my back, so that he could do the front of my thighs.
I was thrilled at the suggestion. My heart was pounding with excitement as I rolled over.
The “doctor” stood down near my feet, and used both hands to firmly massage my thighs, while the whole time looking gloatingly at my naked body.
I closed my eyes and relaxed.
Each leg he did for some time, then I felt his hands on the insides of my knees, just putting a little pressure to spread my legs slightly. I didn’t resist.
Now the massaging was with a hand on each thigh, with his fingers slipping through the copious amount of oil, right down the insides of my thighs.
“Should I massage your groin to get rid of that tenderness there?” I heard him softly asking almost in a whisper.
I answered with the single word “yes.”
He was pulling my pants down.
I was naked.
He spread my legs a little more. I knew that my pussy would be gaping open and that he would be looking lustfully at it.
His hands now slithered between my legs, his thumbs sliding across my groin, his hands pressing against my vulva. I was panting lustfully.
“Is that good?” his voice reached me.
“Mmmm, lovely,” I sighed.
All pretence was now gone. His fingers slithered through my wet, slippery pussy, then began exploring inside me. I lifted my legs, bending my knees and spreading my thighs wide open.
His mouth pushed against my pussy, and I felt his tongue lapping at my juices.
He stopped and I opened my eyes.
He was stripping naked. I saw his beautiful, large, hard cock sway out in front of him. “Do you suck?” he asked bluntly. I answered by slipping off the bed and squatting before him, taking his gorgeous cock deeply into my mouth.
He groaned and took my head in his hands, and began to slowly fuck my mouth.
“You suck like a slut,” he moaned in a rough voice. I showed that this was true by taking him right to the back of my throat.
He was moaning and groaning lustfully.
“Oooo, fucking bitch, you’ll have me blowing down your fucking throat,” he eventually gasped as he pulled his cock from my mouth.
“Get on all fours, and I’ll fuck you like a dog fucks a bitch,” he ordered.
I eagerly obeyed.
We fucked and fucked and fucked.
He pulled out and rubbed his dribble of cum onto my anus, then slowly slid his cock into that hole and began to fuck me in this third way.
I rocked back and forth, pumping my body onto his cock as he pumped his onto mine.
“Tight fucking whore,” he finally gasped, and his long, hard, grunting thrusts told me that he’d filled my body with his cum.
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Late that night we drove to my rented room.
I stuffed all of my belongings into bags, and took them to his car.
We drove to his house. This was were I was to live now. This was where I was to be his to own, to use, to treat as he wished.
This was to be my heaven.

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Zombies…….A New Beginning

Chapter 2: A New Beginning
CHAPTER 2
I woke up ready, tired and underprepared to say the least. I felt around trying to find where Sam was, but she was not there. The sun wasn’t completly out I looked at my watch ,7:30 an hour and a half before the movement. I rose from bed and put some clothes on. Breathing seemed harder than before as if something was eating away at my lungs. Outside taunted me, the sun provided a light that made the day almost seem normal. I guess this day will become normal, for all I know today could be my last or it can be the first among disaster and death.
“What are you gonna do?” the voice was on the brink of crying.
“Sam I know it’s you now come back in.” she threw herself at me and began to cry.
“I know what I’m gonna do, I’m gonna survive and see your shining face when I get to the safezone.”
“What if you die?”
“I won’t.”
I couldn’t think of anything better to say, how could I. I didn’t know what seperated us from the school other than 3 miles of road.
“I know what will make you wanna make it through for sure.””I know what will make you wanna survive this trip for sure.” With that evil little smile I became hard.
“Oh I see you’re ready!” Another smile came across her face as she guided her hand down my shaft. It made my spine shiver.
She grabbed ahold of my pants and dragged them off my legs. Then she started to tease me, slowly dispersing clothes amongst my bunk, makeing her body look even sexier than before. I grabbed her and brought her close, I then began to kiss her enjoying her lips and the sweet taste.
“I’d be careful, you keep doing that and you might not be able to walk for a couple days!” I said with a wink.
“Doesn’t sound so bad.” she answered with a wink
As I embraced her agian we began to strip eachother. She pushed me down on the bed and removed the rest of our clothing. She then brought her face close to mine as she slid her bare ass across my dick. She began to kiss me agressively.
“Owen? are you in there?” Another female voice said quietly.
You got to be kidding me, just as things were getting good. I reluctantly pulled my lips from Sam’s and picked my shirt off the bed and began to put it on.
“Yeah Who is it?” I asked as Sam brought her head down to my dick.
“It’s Sam… Sam Cylar.”
Sam Clyar is a 10th grader, 5’5 blonde and a nice ass. Her face isn’t all that to write home about but she was one of the girls who hovered over the slut catergory in high school. She was known for short flings with alot of guys and never coming home clean. Her latest fling was a clasmate of mine Noah Granger.
“Yeah what do you need?” I said fighting the urge to moan as Sammy’s mouth wrapped around my dick, her tounge licking all over my dick.
“I need to talk to you” Sounding quite depressed.
“Ok, um can you give me a minute?”
“Sure, Ill be in my bunk.”
Now with her gone I could focus all my attention on Sammy D. I looked down to see her still working furiously. I could only chuckle as I pulled her off. I picked her up above me and laid her on the bed. Her spread eagle position was so sexy. I slowly entered the familiar felling of her vagina. I had already been in her but god it was still so tight. I grabbed onto her hips as I picked up my speed, at the same time she wrapped her hands around me and kissed me once again. It took me about 5 minutes until I heard Sam whispering to me to go harder and that she was cumming. Her nails dug into me as she bucked underneath me. Even though she was spent I continued to pump more and more. She lost control of her body, her body was like a rag doll. However her vagina was still squeezing my dick as she came once more. I finnaly bucked and let go inside her womb.
I let Sam fall asleep on my bed as I put on my clothes to see what Sam.C wanted. I looked at my watch 8:30! Holy Shit! I was at it for an hour, it didn’t seem that long. I hope whatever Sam wants goes fast. I approached Sam.C’s bunk and knocked on the wooden placement where the curtain hung from.
“Who is it?”
“Owen.”
“Come on in.”
I walked in as Sam was changing shirts, I looked tentively as I could only see the edge of her boobs. As she turned I looked away.
“It’s okay… you can look now.” she said
I turned back to see her shirt gripping her body harder than any person could.
“What did you need me for?” I said struggling to contain myself from getting a boner.
“Well you know my boyfriend Noah? Well I want him to make it back alive ….”
“Of coarse so what is it that you want me to do?”
“Protect him, and make sure he comes back in one piece.”
“So what do I get for retourning your “Precious Cargo”?” I would have done it either way but I wanted to see if I coulld push this farther.
“I’ll fuck your brains out when you get there.” not sounding very convincing
“How bout I get some of that now to make sure we have a deal?” Hoping I ccould get past the last line of defense.
“Fine but only a blowjob.”
“Sure.” I said with a wicked smle
I watched Sam drop to her knees as I moved closer to her waiting mouth. I pulled out my dick and rubbed it across her face. Eventually she got the hint and opened her mouth. I watched her toy with my dick, licking all around. Eventually she took my dick in her mouth and began to suck. She was obviously skilled her mouth seemed to be constricting as her tounge danced among my cock. After a little bit I took of her shirt, I then twisted her nipples. She let a huge moan out and almost made me cum right there. I grabbed the back of her hair and thrusted my dick to the back of her throat and began to give her a throatfuck. I couldn’t hold any more as I let out a huge blast of cum. She couldn’t swallow it all as it spirt from her mouth and nostrils down her chin and on to her C-cup Boobs. I pushed her over and put my dick in between her melons. She was still trying to recover and failed to notice that I was Titfucking her. The soft mounds were softer than feathers and were as warm as her mouth had been. It didn’t take me long to finsh all over her face. I stood up feeling pretty good. I looked down at my latest fuck to see a wet spot in between her thighs. I ripped off her pants and placed my dick to her entrance when I heard.
“I said only a blowjob.”
“Oh C’mon you know you want it.”
She didn’t respond as I entered her pussy. The rumors were true she was loose, extremley loose. I wasn’t getting any pleasure, but somehow she was bucking off the walls, orgasming left and right. I started to become soft when I figured my solution. With Sam completly spent that left an oppritunity. I picked her up, flipped her around and place her on the bed. I lifted her bare ass up and shoved my dick into her ass. Defenitly a virgin. It was so tight but so enjoyable, and apparently it was for her to as she began to orasm again. It didn’t take long for me to unload my cum into her ass. I looked at my watch to check the time 8:55
Enough fooling around, I walked to the doors and began my final speech.
“Survivors, today we stand 3 miles from long term safety. All supplies have been packed into the cars. You need to get your car number and some rest of the supplies and pack the cars fast. Walkers will provide cover make sure there are no casulties, when they’re in we regroup here. All walkers need the following, food but no meats, we dont need to attract the mother fuckers, long clothing, the less chance for a cut will keep us in good shape, flashlights we dont know how long we’ll be, medical supplies like bandages just in case and guns with atleast 6 clips of ammo. We leave once the sun comes up.” echoing oks came from the crowd. One last hugs were exchanged all over, I walked over to my quarters and sat there and went through my gameplan checking for any flaws. Derek came in and checked it with me as we discussed battle plans.
It was time to go, Provide cover make sure there are no casulties, when they’re in we regroup here. All walkers need the following, food but no meats, we dont need to attract the mother fuckers, long clothing, the less chance for a cut will keep us in good shape, flashlights we dont know how long we’ll be, medical supplies like bandages just in case and guns with atleast 6 clips of ammo. We leave once the sun comes up.” echoing oks came from the crowd. One last hugs were exchanged all over, I walked over to my quarters and sat there and went through my gameplan checking for any flaws. Derek came in and checked it with me as we discussed battle plans.
It was time to go, I gave one last hug to Derek and Sam as the groups stacked up on the doors. The walkers led first bursting through the doors checking for any threats. Nothin. We signaled everyone to follow and they loaded the cars with people and supplies. As the cars departed we saw the grouping zombies come towards the road.
“Shit!, get in formation and follow me!”
We set up in the flying v formation as I took lead. Zombies took over the road when the cars left. I knew that this could be a 3 day trip if we didnt move right and with little food it could be risky. We moved for the woods but still insight from the road. We moved slowly, I spotted a zombie and we all hit the ground. I Turned and counted only 9.
“shit wheres kyle, noah and satchell?”
“I don’t know?” Dumpy replied.
“keep moving we can’t stop, they’ll have to survive on there own.”
We knew this would happen so we felt no sorrow, like most humans we predicted the worst to come and we almost got it. We got up and moved to the street once more and walked slowly along the edge of the road. My watch showed 12:30, we’d already been moving for 3 ad a half hours and we havent even reached a mile down the road. I turned to my group, still 9..good. I signaled and we moved foreward for about 10 minutes on the road, it had been awhile since we last saw a zombie.
I turned the corner for our uphill route towards the school and there they were over 100 zombies conjointed on the road eating some roadkill.
“Don’t risk it we’ll find a different route.”
Shit! This threw the plan out the window we now had to travel through the woods. We entered the woods and we stacked up, I already lost 3 I wasn’t about to lose more especially my friends. Most of the kids with me Swon,Nate,Jared,Bonze and Dumpy were pretty much the nerds of the school but where physically fit. Swon or Addison is about 6’3 and slim but very agile. Nate is 6’1 and though uncoordinated can can be intelligent and fast reacting. Jared is 6’2 and is pretty calm and collective but hand him a gun and he could be crazy. Bonze or Tony is 6’1 fast and crazy when he wanted to. Then there was Dumpy or Jake, he is strong very muscular but can move faster than most track sprinters. These were my main 5 guys that I could trust to be able to get us out of any situations. The other 3 Paul, Andy and Josh were less noticable and Less trusted. As we walked through what seemed to be the last of the zombie group I looked at my watch 3:26 shit we’re moving too slow.
“Ok double time!” I whispered
We were only at about the 1 and a half mile mark and we’d barely gotten anywhere. We arose on the streets, hustleing trying to cover as much ground before dark.
“Targets flanking from the right hit the woods!” Dumpy yelled from behind.
I sprinted into the woods sliding down into a ditch following was Nate,Jared,Bonze,Swon, Dumpy and Paul. We all sneaked a peak and found the zombies devouring Josh and Andy. Paul raised his gun to shoot.
“No, we’ll all die!”
It didn’t stop him he ran out charging at the zombies. He began to fire and eventually we watched as zombies over ran him and eventually killed him.
“Emotions get yourself killed, and now they’ve delayed us. It’s too risky to move, we’ll stay here until we can move without comotion.”
I got nods all around, they knew that we lost vital time because of stupidy and Emotions. We sat for almost 2 hours it was now 5:14 and it looked like the zombies were distancing themselves from us. I woke up swon and we got moving. We were making better time, we stuck to the woods and kept moving. Finally we reached the two mile mark and the watch only read 6:57. We were almost there just on last mile to get through. Unfortunatly our cover of the woods ended, this last mile would be in the open. We began to move in a deformed square formation. We slowly moved taking our time. We had to manuever small zombie groups but we really faced nothing strong and the night fell upon us faster than we thought. We took looked ahead and through the darkness to see the lights of the school. We kept to the fields, trying not to comfront something we don’t want to. 8:00 we now stand about 300 yards from the school sitting in a ditch. Unfortunatly the same number of zombies
surrounded the tall barbwired fence and its door.
“Get some rest we’ll rush them in the morning, I’ll keep Guard.”
My group fell asleep as I stood watch. I couldn’t sleep, knowing that we were so close from protection, from safety. I sat there surveying each zombie, see if there was anyone I knew, not any faces I could see in the dark. Hours passed and eventually the sun rose completly. I woke up everyone, and prepared for the final sprint. We planned our route and I counted down the seconds 3…..2….1….go! I yelled as we started a rush towards the dammed creatures. We fired our ways through the crowd and got to the other side and slammed the gate door closed behind us.
“Everyone good?”
“yep.” we walked into the actual school where we were met by families and friends. Paul,Andy and Josh’s parents weeped tears of pain while my group’s parents cried tears of joy that we were alive. As I walked through the crowd I walked to the MS Gym where are resting quarters would be. I searched and found the name tag Nix.O. There to my amusement was a blonde girl still sleeping in my shirt from our first meeting Man for a girl that just lost her boyfriend she really did take a likeing to me. I went to snuggle against her when she woke up and threw herself against me.
“I thought you weren’t gonna come back!”
“Well with the sex I got yesterday there was no way I was going to die without another visit to you.”
“Maybe we should continue!” she said with a smile.
She was obviously tired because all she did was lay back down and jiggle her ass in the air. I ripped her clothes off and procceded to fuck my beauty to a state of uncounciousness again. I let her body lay there in my bed as I watched the cum flow from her pussy.
After some great action I decided to walk around and find where everything was. The band and chorus room was made into an armory, the auditorium showed movies, the 3 gyms were resting quarters, the pool was a pool and all locker rooms were now showering areas/ laundry rooms. I figured I might as well take a shower after a long day.
That vision would be short lived when my friend Bradley M. stopped me.
“Come with me.” He said.
I followed him to one of the class rooms where there was another 10 kids sitting there.
“Welcome we are the clan leaders.” One of them said.
“What does this have to do with me?” I asked obviously with no patience
“We are all clan leaders of the kids here in the school. Those who follow our beliefs join our clan and follow our minor decisions, like who they can communicate with. However all major decisions are made here in the council and we are all appointed seperate jobs. When we find problems we send it to the elders.”
“Ok not getting to the point here.” Again letting my inpatience get to me
“Ok so you will lead your own clan, most likely the group you came here with and you will be our commander for all missions outside of our borders.”
“Got it, so may I know who everyone else is?” now curosity taking over inpatience
“Certainly, the leaders are: Bradley M.: Zombie expert, Renae G.: Food and water rations over watch, Jake R.: Internal mechanical problems, Manny C.: Communications, Greg. T: Foreign Affairs, Sara C.: Health, Devin G.: Agriculture, Nicole B.: Survey Security. Jamar G.: Boarder Protection, Bradley B,: Building Shelters and Escape routes, you and me Alyssa B.: Elite Leader.”
“Ok if you don’t mind I’d like to go take a shower now.”
“Of coarse but first please take these blankets your clan.”
I dropped of the blankets and entered the locker room. I stripped myself of my clothes and walked to the showers when I saw Renae, one of the council Members naked. Oh boy she was annoying but her round ass and beautiful hips were begging to get fucked. I walked up behind her rapped my arms around her and made her ass rub against my dick.
“I guess I owe you for saving me don’t I?” she asked as if turned on
“yes you do.”
With this she completly submitted, giving her body to me. I began to kiss her body, while i massage her tits and fingered her pussy. I dragged her into the shower where she eventually came. She turned around got on her knees and began to suck my dick. Her tounge rapped around my dick and she played with my balls. I watched as she tried to deepthroat me but failed miserably. So I grabbed the back off her head and thrusted my dick into the back of her throat. I continue this motion until I sent a load of cum down her throat. She stood back up and showed me the cum and swallowed it. She then procceded to kiss me as we got eachother off with our hands. Eventually I told her to bend over. Her ass was tight and her pussy lips showed that she wasn’t A virgin but it would still be a tight fit. I slowly entered her listening to her moans of ecstasy. I began to pump until I got to the point where our genitles were on fire and begging for release. I pulled out in time and sprayed my load on her face. I then picked her up and put her against the shower wall and began to pump once more. After she came twice I sent another load onto her chest and face. Without dropping her I pushed my dick against her ass, waiting to see what her reaction would be.
“Do it!” she moaned. I pushed slowly into her anus and the feeling was enough to make me burst right there. I regained control and began to pump slowly. It took less than 2 minutes for Renae to climax and it was enough for me to pump even faster. After about 10 minutes of vigurous pumping I unloaded into her ass as she came for the 6th time. I let her down as we both collapsed allowing the warm water to wash our bodies as we shared a kiss once more. This was gonna be the life for me!
This was quite the life, already fucked four girls today after a long stressful day. What I didn’t expect was the day to get more stressful. I walked out of the locker room fully dressed.
“Where the fuck is he?” Oh shit not her.
“He ditched us at the start.”
“I told you to protect him!” She was so angry as she swung her fist towards my head. I eaisly stooped it and grabbed her by her shoulders.
“There was nothing I could’ve done Sam, He ditched us as soon as the cars left!” I was holding the rage back
She went to throw another angry comment but before she could she broke down infront of me. I attempted to soothe her as I picked her up in my arms.
“You wanna go for a swim?” I asked
She nodded as she already had the bathing suit under her clothes. We switched out of our clothes and headed for the pool room. As we entered we saw some small children and Tara, a 10th grade 5’6 religous burnette with C-cup boobs and a tight ass. She was like the burnette version of Sam C only better. We jumped in near Tara and relaxed, we all chatted and swam a little bit when Tara suggested we play Marco Polo. Tara led off and caught Sam without any effort. Next round Sam walked around aimlously when I felt a hand slide down my shorts. It was Tara and it was eventually met by a second hand… a familiar hand. It was Sam’s. I ripped both off their clothes off as we began to kiss as we handled each other. After about 5 mins I watch Tara go under water and begin to suck my dick. She played with my dick blowwing bubbles all over my dick. I finnaly came as the water turned a little white where I was standing. I scopped the water out as Sam took her turn. I began to furiously made out with Tara until I filled Sam’s mouth as well. We picked up our clothes and sprinted for the showers. Once we got in the showers I laid Tara out on the shower floor and had Sam position herself doggy style on top of her. I turned on the water and got behind the two girls. I thrusted my dick into Tara’s hot box as I fingured both of Sam’s holes. They both moaned like louder and louder each time. Both were making out as I filled Tara’s deflowered pussy with my dick. It constantly squeesed my dick harder and harder. At the same time all three of us cam and rolled across the floor spent from the fuck. Tara and Sam both moved down and took turns giving me head until I came all over them.
I walked out the room where I was met by Manny.
“It’s the neighboring town of Warsaw they’re in danger. They have supplies and offered exchange for safety.” he said in panic
“Deal, call any able skilled body and prepare for the search and rescue tommorow at 600 hours.”
As he nodded and walked in the other direction I looked out and saw they misleading peaceful sun disappear among the horizon.
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