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College Girl 2

Trish finds herself being taken for an erotic ride, introduced to new toys and new adventures. Things start getting wild and she doesn’t know how to stop, or want to.

Fantasy

Paula’s Fantasy

Intro:
A few months ago I posted a story sent to me by “Paula” the daughter of one of my friends. I said a lot about her in my intro to her first story, so if you didn’t read it you may want to read the intro to find out a bit more about this little angel, now eighteen, who was writing first about something that happened when she was sixteen. It sounds like this happened maybe last summer when she was seventeen. I remember wondering last year if she was a virgin. I guess she wasn’t. I added the title “Paula’s Nipples” along with the intro to her first story because she, her younger sister, and her mother, all have large, succulent nipples, with hers being the largest. In that essay she talks a lot about them herself. This one she also sent to me untitled, so if you don’t like the title, blame me. – Oliver Mellor
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Paula
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I’m a nudist. I mentioned that in my last article. I’m more of an exhibitionist than I used to be. I really loved the fact that people read in XNXX what I wrote about myself. The last thing was something I mostly wrote last year when I was seventeen, about something that happened to me when I was sixteen. It helped that I keep a diary and had written a lot about it almost immediately afterwards. It’s hard to remember today that only two years ago I could get off on just having my nipples sucked and not be totally frustrated that it didn’t go any further. No, maybe that’s putting it too strongly. Let’s say I still love having my nipples sucked at least as much as ever. But if the guy doing the sucking is one of my lovers, I’d be very disappointed if he stopped there. I now know how really great it is getting fucked!
OK. I promised myself this wouldn’t be another “first time” story. I could write about that. It’s all in my diary, and I could simply smooth it out a little. I really liked him, though mostly because he was my first. After about three months we were stuck in a rut. Maybe you could say he was stuck in my rut and we both loved it. But I knew I wanted more experiences. Fortunately, after three months of weekly fornication his family moved away and I quickly found a new boyfriend, two actually. That might also make an interesting story. But instead, I’d like to talk about a game one of these lovers liked to play with me. It was a sort of mind game – “Imagine this!” he’d say and next thing I knew he’d have me as the center of attraction for a gang bang. He always started this after we’d finished fucking each other’s brains out when he had me in a very receptive mind frame. This boy’s name was Paul which is funny since my pseudo name is Paula.
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“Paula, you grew up as a nudist, didn’t you?”
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Paul was new to the skin scene. I didn’t grow up as a nudist. I just went on nudist vacations. Most of the year we lived in the mundane world where people think nudists are sick or something. I learned early not to mention in the wrong situations, the nicest thing about our favorite beaches. I’ve heard about people who grew up in nudist communities. I wonder if they have trouble adjusting to the outside world? I also envy them.
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“Do you remember the first time you realized the boys were interested in your pussy?”
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The way the game worked, I didn’t have to actually answer his questions, just think about his suggestions. But I did tell him that I knew at an early age that boys and men seemed to take a special interest in female genitals. I first noticed this around four or five but thought there was nothing wrong with it. At eighteen I still think there’s nothing wrong with it. I was eight when I realized that this particular fact gave me pleasure. There was a young man sitting near me on the beach and I was sort of teasing him, sitting in a way that from his angle he could see my open pussy perfectly. He was probably around eighteen and embarrassed about his interest in the genitals of a pre-adolescent girl. He was also having an erection and trying to hide the fact. On nudist beaches guys hardly ever get erections. Maybe I was so forbidden an object for his lust that he found the situation unusually erotic. Anyway, the erection encouraged me, so I spread my legs even wider, looked directly at him, and smiled. I realize now that all I did was totally embarrass him. He immediately got up and walked away in the opposite direction, holding a towel in front of him. But before he was even too far away for me to tell, I could already see that the erection was gone. I learned two things from this. The first was, how much I enjoyed the kind of attention he was giving me and how much I missed it a few seconds later. The second thing was, that I should never suddenly embarrass a man in that way.
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“Imagine I’ve taken you to a place, a party in a hotel suite. There are a lot of my friends there, many of whom you already know. There are no other girls. First I assure you that no one is going to fuck you except maybe me. Second I tell you that I’ve told them the truth, that you’re a life long nudist, and a natural exhibitionist and that you’ve always dreamed of dancing naked on a stage in front of a room full of men. You’ve never actually told me this, but we both know it’s true.”
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I couldn’t remember telling Paul how much I loved showing off my genitals to men I didn’t know. Maybe he’d just seen me doing it on the beach and came to his own conclusions. In my mind I’m now imaging myself getting naked. I start doing it myself, but mostly it ends up being the men undressing me. I probably wouldn’t have been wearing much. I rarely wear anything more than custom dictates. For a party I would be wearing a deep plunge dress, and no bra. I hardly ever wear a bra anyway except for exercising. Lets say the dress is short, translucent, and clings to my thighs. Obviously regular panties would ruin the lines. Even thong panties would show through the skirt so I go without panties. I don’t mind at all if the guys can see a hint of my cracks, front and back, through the material. Was I carrying a tiny purse when I arrived? Doesn’t matter. I’m wearing a flimsy dress and high heels and nothing else. I could get naked in seconds. They probably don’t even want me to take the heels off. It’s supposed to be very sexy walking around naked in high heels. In my dream it takes the men a delicious long time to undress me. I suppose it’s because they spend all their time feeling me up. Paul is passing around a tube of KY and the fondling soon includes internal probing. Most of the time I can’t tell how many men or even how many hands are touching me. At one point I try to guess how many fingers are inside me. I conclude the answer is four, two in each place. When I look down I discover that all four fingers belong to different men.
When I’m finally naked they have me step up on this table in the middle of the room. This puts my genitals and anus up at their eye level, and makes me feel even more deliciously naked. Remember, I’ve already had my eighteenth birthday, and this is perfectly legal. I’m still too young to drink, but who has the time or the inclination for alcohol? I certainly don’t need anything to reduce my inhibitions. At this point I begin dancing. Like most girls my age I’m a reasonably good dancer. I also studied gymnastics, but not much. I never mastered a vertical split. But in my dream I can do them perfectly as part of a sensuous flowing dance routine. I’m not wearing leotards. Every time I raise my foot up over my head, I’m giving the men a beautiful view of my wide open, recently very finger fucked, pussy. I’ve seen videos of the girls performing at the annual “Nudes-a-Popping” event. All of them are very limber and most have big implants. Some can dance well, but most do the standard bumps and grinds. Maybe in a massive bra under a tight sweater, big tits look good. But in a nudist situation I believe having tits larger than C is a detractor. Yet so many of these women who perform naked professionally choose to have oversized breasts. In my imagination I’m one of the girls with medium size breasts, pretty much like my real ones. And don’t forget my nipples! Just like in real life the guys can’t stop looking at them.
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“From the ceiling on each side of the “stage” there is a rope attached and initially held out of the way. They are unfastened and brought to where you can put your hands through the loops. As you do this, the ropes are pulled upward, cinching the loops around your wrists. The ropes are cleated but they only get tight when the loops around your ankles are used to pull your legs apart. In seconds you’ve been transformed from a go-go dancer to a bondage victim fully incarcerated. Your helplessness is erotic to both you and your audience. Every man looking at you has a throbbing erection, including me. I get up on the stage behind you, already naked. My penis finds your asshole. It is already slippery with KY that has been put there by many fingers. You relax yourself, but the ease with which I breach you is still yet another source of delightful embarrassment. I enter you very, very slowly while you hang from your ropes. You love every second and every tenth inch of your impalement, yet you are dying to feel me fully up inside you. Long before that you are begging me, pleading with me to fuck your ass as deep and hard as I can. Some of the men are laughing, but even those men have a hand inside their pants. I don’t need to use my hand. I have your rectum giving me the equivalent of a warm, friendly hand job.“
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The anal sex was an unusual addition. Paul has never buggered me, never even asked. None of my lovers have. Perhaps vaginal sex is still too new and special. We were all virgins about a year ago.
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ps: This fantasy Paula and her boyfriend shared is kind of weird. I enjoyed reading it and I hope you people give her a favorable response because she obviously reads the comments and I’d like her to keep sending me these stories about herself.

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Fantasy

Extracurricular Activities

I’ve been a high school teacher in Kansas for about 10 years. As a bisexual male, I’ve been presented with opportunities over the years by former students, both male and female. But my one, inviolate rule has been, never touch a student while they’re in school.
A case in point is Robert, the former star senior running back of the football team. As an assistant coach on the football team, I’d had many opportunities over the years to ogle Robert and other members of the team in the showers after practice and games.
Watching all that fit, ripped boy flesh, glistening in the water as they scrubbed and horsed around in the showers … damn, it was tough. But I stuck to my rule. Robert was definitely off limits.
We did eventually hook up, just before a now-legal Robert left for college at the end of the summer. He came to my house. He didn’t say a word when I opened the door to his knock. He simply stepped inside, pulled his shirt over his head and dropped to his knees in front of me. He pulled my sweat pants down just enough and sucked my growing cock deep into his mouth.
I placed my hands on either side of his head and gave him what he clearly wanted. I fucked his 18-year-old mouth, slowly and steadily, as he moaned and groaned at each penetration. He stripped his shirt off as he worked on my shaft, revealing his muscular pecs and six-pack abs. I ran my right hand down to his dark-brown nipple, pinching the tiny nubbin between my thumb and forefinger, eliciting an even deeper moan from deep in his throat.
As much as I was enjoying his oral ministrations, I wanted more. And Robert did, too. He didn’t fight when I slipped my spit-soaked cock from his mouth and pulled him to his feet. I led him into the living room and toward the sofa.
Standing behind him, I ran my hands down his body to the top of his loose-fitting denim shorts. I released the snap and lowered the zipper, the sound loud in the otherwise-silent room. My fingers found the elastic waistband of his cotton boxers and dipped inside, following his treasure trail toward my long-awaited prize.
Seemingly in a hurry, Robert pushed his jeans and boxers down, letting gravity do its thing. His remaining clothing pooled around his ankles and he kicked them away, leaving him in just tennis shoes and ankle socks, an incredibly sexy look if ever there was one.
His 6.5-inch, cut cock was rock hard and thick, slick with his precum. I wrapped my hand around it and stroked slowly, eliciting more moans and groans. I placed my hand between his shoulder blades and gently pushed, bending him forward at the waist until his hands came to rest on the cushion.
“Coach,” he moaned. “Go easy on me. I’ve never . . .”
“You’re a virgin?” I asked as I ran my hand between his ass cheeks and teased his hole.
“Um, yeah,” Robert admitted. “I mean, I’ve sucked cock before. And I’ve been blown. But I’ve never … you know.”
“You’ve never been fucked in the ass,” I said, making it a matter-if-fact statement rather than a question. He shuddered at my words.
“Yeah,” he said, quietly.
I gently kicked his feet a little wider and gently spanked his ass once.
“Don’t move a muscle,” I said. “There’s more where that came from, if need be.”
Robert nodded and adjusted his stance slightly as I walked toward my bedroom. I hadn’t planned for this, or expected Robert to come by my house, virtually begging to be fucked. All my “supplies” were stashed in the bedside table.
I retrieved lube and condoms from the drawer. Almost as an afterthought, I stepped in to my walk-in closet and took down the case, which held my bondage gear – handcuffs, ball gags, Velcro straps, and the like. I headed back to the living room to find Robert exactly where I’d left him. Football players are trained to follow a coach’s instructions, after all.
“Good boy,” I said. “Now, relax.”
I knelt behind him and, using a pair of the Velcro straps, secured his ankles to the legs of the sofa. He started to protest but a quick, sharp slap on the ass quieted him down. I secured his arms next, behind his back, handcuffed at the wrists. This forced his face down into the cushions and opened his ass even more.
I decided to start out right. I placed my hands on his cheeks and sniffed – clean, virgin boy with a hint of soap and just a tinge of sweat. Perfect. I started at his balls and licked upward, my tongue scraping across his pink pucker and on up his crack. Robert groaned deep in his throat.
“Oh my God, coach!” he moaned. “God, that feels good!”
I commenced rimming his 18-year-old virgin ass. I worked the tip of my tongue around his puckered anus, feeling the tiny, tight muscle relax. He twitched his hips backward, forcing more of my tongue in to contact with his sphincter, moaning as I ran the tip round the rim of his hole.
“Oh, God,” he moaned. “Of, fuck! Oh my fucking God!”
I reached around and felt his cock. He was hard as calculus, a steady flow of precum dripping from the circumcised head. I used his natural juices to lube his shaft, stroking him in time with my tongue action.
“Damn it, coach!” Robert cried. “Please, just fuck me!”
That was what I’d been waiting for. I released his cock and stood. I poured a steady line of lube down between the pale pink globes of his ass, using one, then two fingers to guide it into his waiting, spit-slick hole, loosening him up for my cock. He pressed back against my probing digits, driving them deep into his bowels, almost weeping at the pleasure of the penetration.
“Yeah, coach,” he groaned. “Yeah, that’s it. Fuck my virgin faggot ass with your big fingers.”
I carried on, probing his hole, watching him twitch and shudder with each thrust as he pressed back against my hand. I decided he was ready. I pulled my fingers from his ass with a pop, eliciting a moan of complaint from Robert’s lips. I lubed up my cock, deciding to forego the condom (regular testing for me, a virgin ass for him).
I gripped Robert’s left hip and used my right to guide the head of my cock between his well-lubed globes. I slipped the head up and down inside his ass crack, teasing his hole further, lining myself up.
“Yesssss,” he hissed. “Right there.”
“Relax,” I said. “Relax.”
I felt his tight muscles loosen slightly and pressed forward slow and steady. Robert grunted and his sphincter tightened, briefly, at the increased pressure. But a combination of position, determination and lubrication overcame hesitation as the head of my cock slowly split his hole.
“Aw, shit, coach!” Robert groaned as the head came to rest inside his bowels. “God, that burns!”
I paused momentarily, my cock twitching and throbbing, the pressure of his sphincter gripping the head almost causing my brain to go into sensual overload. I couldn’t imagine what it would feel like with my entire cock buried deep in his clenching ass. But I couldn’t wait.
Instructing Robert to take a deep breath and push out with his internal muscles, I pressed forward, moving another inch of my cock into his hole. I started a steady thrusting motion, just a millimeter at a time, gradually increasing my pace and depth until I was fully buried in his ass.
“Aw, coach!” Robert groaned, his fists clenching and releasing as they were held behind his back. “So full! God, I’m all full of your cock, coach!”
Those words alone made all the anticipation, waiting and wondering, worthwhile. I stopped again with my cock balls deep in his bowels, relishing the tight heat of his no longer virgin ass.
But I wasn’t there to just stand around. I slipped back until just the head remained in Robert then pushed forward, slowly but steadily, filling him back up with my cock. I established an easy rhythm, gradually increasing the speed and frequency of my thrusts, until Robert was pressing back against me in sync, begging me to fuck him harder.
I pounded his formerly virgin ass with abandon, feeling my balls slap his as I bottomed out each time. Robert started a steady “Ungh, Ungh, Ungh” sound each time I thrust, punctuated with the occasional “Oh, yeah!” or “Fuck!” on a particularly hard penetration.
My young running back was showing the stamina he’d learned on the field, driving his ass back against me, giving as good as he got. I reached around and grasped his rock-hard cock in my right hand, my left sliding up his side and around to pinch and tug on his left nipple.
There was apparently a direct connection between his nip and his cock. With a massive groan, he stiffened, his ass clamping down hard on my cock, and came. He shot stream after stream of boy cream onto the cushion of the sofa.
I slowed down, gently stroking my cock in and out of his clenching bowel, as his orgasm ran its course. As he relaxed, he collapsed down on the sofa, the muscles in his back and ass twitching with the force of the sensations coursing through his body.
“In my mouth,” he moaned, his voice muffled by the sofa cushion. “Fuck my face and cum in my mouth. Please!”
Never one to turn down so sincere a request, I slipped my cock from his ass. There was nothing untoward on my shaft, other than the mix of lube and his natural ass juice, I noticed. He must have cleaned himself out before coming over.
The little slut! He came to get fucked.
I moved around to the front of the couch, sat down and lifted his head into my lap, sliding over so he was directly over my groin. Without hesitation, he sucked the head of my cock straight into his mouth and down his throat. I guided his head as he bobbed up and down, his lips coming to rest in my trimmed pubic hair on each thrust. He gagged a couple of times but it didn’t slow him down.
Locking the fingers of my left hand in his hair, I ran my right hand down his back, to his upturned ass. Robert groaned deeply in his throat, sending amazing vibrations through the head of my shaft, as I worked three fingers back into his gaping hole.
That was all it took. With a roar I’m sure frightened squirrels from the trees outside, I came. My seed coated his tonsils and filled his gullet as he struggled to keep up. Gamely, he tried to swallow every drop, but some of my juice escaped and dripped into my pubes. When I was done, he released my quivering cock and licked around the base and down onto my balls, seeking every last drop before returning to my cock to try to suck the final dregs from my balls.
I laid my head against the back of the sofa, eyes closed, chest pumping as I struggled to regain my breath. Robert rested his head on my stomach, panting, sweat sticking his hair to his head.
After a few moments, Robert stirred.
“Um, coach?” he said.
“Yeah, Robert,” I moaned.
“Could you untie me, please?” he said. “My legs are going to sleep and I’ve really gotta take a leak.”
I laughed, then slid out from under him, heading for the case to get the handcuff key. He jumped as I slapped his ass in passing.
“Don’t you dare piss on my sofa, boy,” I warned. “I’ll beat your ass raw if you do.”
He looked over his shoulder at me with a grin.
“Promise, coach?”

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Three sisters and little brother part 2 – Heero Yuy

Three sisters and little brother part 2 – Heero YuyThis is part to of the series, I know part one was written terrible but I got some positive messages and I thought to myself let’s try again. This time I tried to write it better I hope I succeeded. Rate my story and give an honest opinion so I can improve my writing
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I woke up in the middle of the night, I looked around trying to figure out how long I have been a sleep. I tried to stand up but I realized I am still stuck in this room.
Suddenly I heard a lot of laughing coming from downstairs.
“OMG.. you really did that to him, show me! You did made some pictures right?”
I recognized her voice, it was my oldest sister Madina. I heard footsteps on the stair, I knew they were coming for me. I tried to think how I could make this al go away but I quickly realized it’s better to just let them do whatever they want and get this over as soon as possible.
“Heero, are you ready for us we brought big sis with us. Apparently she wasn’t impressed with us, she is going to teach us some new things”
The door opened and I saw Mauri and Ellen come in first, they were dressed all black. Black jeans, black heels, black shirt and they both put there her in a knot. Behind them Madina come in, it was almost like a movie when they finally reveal the bad guy.
She was wearing a leather catsuit, with 18cm heels under them.
“Well little brother it seems that you like to be humiliated, is that true?”
“No, they tricked me”
Mauri and Ellen looked at me and just smiled at me. They knew I always wanted to be dominated by a group of strong gorgeous young woman, but not by my own sisters.
“Release him, and bring him upstairs to my room!”
Ellen and Mauri picked me up and brought me upstairs, before we entered the door of Madina’s room they blindfolded me again.
“Lie him down on the bed, he won’t run”
They laid me on the bed, sitting strait I was just waiting for the beating to start, but it didn’t.
“I saw on the video that you enjoyed swallowing your own cum, tell me little brother are you gay?”
I sat there in silence… SLAPP…the only thing I could think of was who slapped me so hard.
“Answer her faggot brother!” Ellen said.
“Uuuh no I am not gay sister”
“Why are you lying to me brother, you clearly enjoyed swallowing cum, maybe we should test you.”
My mind stopped, test me? How, are they going to milk me again? And then I figured it out how they were going to do that.
“You can come in sweety” Madina said.
Her boyfriend! I almost cried could it get more humiliating then this?! I felt that they climbed on the bed, Ellen went to sit behind me closing me in with her legs. Mauri tied my legs to the bed and made sure this was being recorded. I heard Madina on the phone talking to someone, I couldn’t figure out who she was talking to but what I heard didn’t make things any better.
“Yes it’s no problem my parents are gone for a few weeks, come over you’re not going to believe what I got in my room.”
“So, everybody is ready and at seems to me that you’re also ready”
Meaning my raging erection. Ellen grabbed my head and pulled it back towards her, I was lying with my full weight between her legs. She then used her index finger and her middle finger to keep my mouth open on both sides.
“Are you ready sweety he is all yours and baby please don’t go easy on him”
He climbed on the bed and positioned himself in front of me, I was terrified I couldn’t see how close his penis was but I could smell it. “You’re going to like this” he said.
Without a warning he shoved his penis in my mouth deep throating me immediately. He grabbed my hair and kept fucking my face harder and harder. Meanwhile I was gagging and drooling all over my self and at some point I even started crying.
“Oooh yeah that’s it, take it deep you’re doing a fine job..Ooh yes hahahah”
I heard Madina encouraging her boyfriend. “Sweety go harder I want him to puke all over, don’t give him time to breathe just skull fuck him!”
“This is so good I am going to watch this over and over hahahah” Mauri said.
While I was gagging and trying to swallow al the juices in my mouth Ellen was whispering in my ear. “ yeah you like that don’t you sissy boy?… Look how hard you are, you like that dick? You want to feel all his cum in your mouth!”
“Madina can I cum in his mouth?” “No sweety he enjoys that too much, why don’t you cum all over his face”
“yes ma’am” He said.
I could hear him stroke his cock harder and faster and it didn’t take long and he jizzed all over my face. I couldn’t open my eyes without getting cum in them. My sisters just laughed at me and were just screaming at me. “ YES SISSY BOY PIECE OF SHIT, LOOK AT AAAAALL THE CUM ON YOUR FACE” “HAHAHAHA PIECE OF SHIT, YOU’RE NOT OUR BROTHER, YOU’RE OUR LITTLE BITCH SISTER”
“sweety you’re done here, you can go home now replacement is already on its way”
What I am not done yet, they are going to humiliate me in front of more people. I couldn’t believe it, they are never going to leave me alone.
“where is she?” Ellen asked, “ We can’t give him time to rest hahah it wouldn’t be fun”
“Don’t worry she will be arriving soon” Madina said. With that been said someone knocked on the door. Madina ordered Mauri to put the camera on the tripod and go open the door. Mauri went downstairs and opened the door, I heard her giggling but I couldn’t figure out who the second girl was downstairs.
I heard them on the stairs coming, Mauri was telling what they were doing but the other girl couldn’t believe them and started laughing.
“Here is your surprise Heero” Mauri said. “You’re so going to love this” Ellen whispered into my ear.
“I have been waiting for this a long time” I thought to myself she sounds familiar, but who is it. Madina started giving instructions to everybody, “Ellen tie his hands behind his back and then tie his ankels to his hands” “Mauri, let’s get undressed” “and you to” she said to the unknown girl.
I lied there real unconformable legs spread and tied to my hands behind my back and still blindfolded. The girls were al undressed now, Madina gave everybody a strapon but told them to wait with putting them on.
All the girls climbed on the bed and stood around me, they all positioned themselves with me between their legs. Madina whispered something to the girls but I couldn’t hear it when suddenly it was too late.
A warm liquid was being poured over my entire body, they were PISSING ON ME! I felt disgusting every time I tried to breath more piss would go into my mouth. I tried to role away but they wouldn’t let me go away that easily. My hair was drizzling piss my penis, legs and the rest were being pissed on and were becoming sticky.
The girls laugh and laugh. “HAHAHAHAHA look at him he likes it, unbelievable look at him trying to catch his breath” But it was far from over, not all of the girls were done pissing on me. Madina and Mauri were done and started to beat me up and trampling me, Madina pushed her feet into my mouth and Mauri started jumping on my penis.
I almost chocked thanks to Madina, she has really big feet and she forced hers with her entire weight.
When the other girls were done they joined Mauri and Madina, Ellen rolled me over with my face down on the bed.
The new girl and Mauri started kicking me in the side and Madina still tried to push her feet down my throat. Ellen went to stand behind me and gently lifted her feet up and placed it on my ass. Without saying anything she pushed her big toe into my asshole, I let tried to say something but I was still gagging on Madina’s feet.
“You girls think my feet would fit in his pussy?” Madina laught and said ”If it doesn’t fit just make it fit”
Suddenly Ellen pushed her entire feet into my asshole and didn’t do it gently either, she just used her weight and shoved it down my asshole.
“OMG it fits unbelievable HAHAHAHA, little brother is a faggot HAHAHA” Ellen continued to shoving her feet in and out, fucking my asshole for a long time. I was crying and puking at the same time. I puked all over Madina’s feet and the look she gave was devilish.
“Look at him, disgusting he just puked over my feet” Madina pulled her feet out and tolled Ellen to switch she needed to clean her feet. Madina went behind me and said “ You think you can puke over my feet and get away with it, you know you’re going to clean with your pussy right?”
With that she shoved her puke covered feet into my asshole even faster and harder than Ellen did. And I already told you guys that her feet were big so it stretched my asshole even further I was just screaming my longs out.
But Ellen quickly stopped that, she shoved her feet right into my mouth just as Madina did, so the gagging started again. After an hour of feetfucking and feet gagging they stopped.
“Time for the main act” Mauri said.
They all picked their strapons and got them self-ready. Madina positioned herself behind me and was the first one to fuck my asshole. She had a big long black strapon, it’s was three times as thick as mine. The new girl went to lie in front of me on her back, she picked my head up and just let it go when it was above her strapon. I was too tired to put my head gently on her dildo, it felt like she created a hole in the back of my throat.
But before they started Ellen went to get the camera so she could make pictures and Mauri took the video camera from the tripod. That’s when Madina said “Let’s take his blindfold off that way he can see who is making him gag hahahah”
Madina started fucking me immediately after she said that, she was shoving her dildo in like she was trying to tear my asshole open. “I am going to fuck you soooo hard little brother, your pussy is going to be destroyed after we are done!!”
I stared moaning from the pain when I felt that someone was taking the blindfold off, I couldn’t believe it. It was my ex-girlfriend Samantha!!
Samantha was a hot tanned Asian with sexy slim body, she didn’t have those beautiful curves that my sisters had but she did had the hottest legs.
“Have you missed me” she said with a big smile on her face. This just encouraged her to fuck my face even harder. I was gagging and trying to keep my puke in.
“Aaaah yes yes yes yes, take it like a little bitch” Samantha said. She was grabbing my hair and pulling it down with all her strength just slamming my face and throat against her legs and dildo.
After a good 30 minute they switched they were like a good oiled machine, tagging each other so that the fucking and gagging could continue. Mauri went behind me and Ellen lied in front of me and it was the same drill except Ellen was more aggressive then Samantha. Ellen was a strong girl and it definitely made a difference for me, because puking became a fact. I came all over her dildo and legs and stomach but she didn’t stop and I couldn’t stop.
“Look at him AHAHHAHAH look at him, piece of shit HAHAHAH puking on this long dick” Everybody was laughing Samantha was also enjoying herself. She was fucking me deep and hard like she wanted to see how deep she could go.
“Ooh Heero if this continues we need to get some bigger dildo’s or start fucking you with both our feet” she said. Laughing hysterical.
After a while they stopped not because they were bored only because they were getting tired of fucking me all day.
Madina ordered the girls to untie me and tie me to the four corners of the bed. They were all standing around me but it was Madina who was first to move in front my face. She bent over and opened her mouth and started gagging, it was harder then she thought so she used her fingers. She puked all over my face it was so disgusting that it made me puke to. All the girls followed after her. Mauri was still filming and Ellen made come good pictures form close-up.
“Whe should finish this, we have all day tomorrow” Madina said. “how should we finish this? Mauri asked.
“Well I know something, as it seems that I am haven’t enjoyed as long as you girls have I propose that we finish it my way” Samantha said while looking me in the eyes.
“It’s your call Samantha tell us how you want it” Madina said.
Samantha left the bed to sit on a chair, she told the girls to first piss on her feet than puke and let Heero cum on it and lick it clean.
“OMG GENIUS, it will be soooo disgusting HAHAHAH you’re so evil” Ellen said and all the girls were pumped up to make me lick this feetcocktail of puke and piss.
Madina, Ellen and Mauri all stood over her feet and started pissing on it.
“It feels so warm hahaha” Samantha said. Soon after that the puking started, when my sisters were finished they looked at me with an evil look. I was still tied up but I was already destroyed I had no willpower to fight against this anymore. So when Mauri untied me I just crawled behind her towards Samantha’s feet. Mauri and Madina grabbed my body and kept it in place while Ellen milking me.
It didn’t take long and I came in huge blast of cum over her feet. I was cumming for at least a full minute. Samantha was laughing and couldn’t wait for me to start licking her feet clean.
After I came Mauri and Madina pushed me on my knees and positioned my face right in front of her feet. Ellen continued filming the entire process, when I was in place I opened my mouth to start licking.
Samantha however had a different idea, she kicked her feet will full strength down my mouth in to my throat. My sisters kept my head still and I tried to fight it somehow but they were too strong. She kept pushing and pushing her feet down my throat.
“Hahahah take it sissy, hahaha take it like the filthy whore that you are..Piece of shit!!”
After kicking and shoving her feet for at least 50 times into my throat she stopped, her feet were clean and I was humiliated to a whole new level.
My sisters let me go and started laughing again. “You’re done for today sissy brother” Madina said.
“Tomorrow we will start all over again and you better be prepared little shit brother”
Samantha and the girls kicked me in the balls on more time and told me to leave the room and get myself cleaned up for tomorrow.

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What I really want

WHAT I REALLY WANT
What I really want is to go to sort of a bondage palace in New York or Chicago. I want to walk in, negotiate the conditions of my spanking, and pay the price, several hundred dollars I would guess. A scantily clad young woman would then take me back to a locker room where I would take off my clothes (she would watch as I got naked) and store them away.
Another scantily clad, more mature woman would then lead me back to a big dungeon sort of room. I would then be handcuffed to a frame in the middle of the room with my arms up and spread. My legs would then be spread and shackled to the frame. I would stand there with my cock and balls swinging free, other people looking at me. I would be ashamed of how I looked naked, but could do nothing to cover myself.
Approximately half of the others would also be naked, both men and women. They would be tied up in some fashion having pain administered to them- some with paddles, some with whips, and some with clamps. Some would be moaning in pain or pleasure, some crying out in pain, some crying out or screaming with more pain. They would be of both genders, of a variety of ages. I would neither be the oldest, nor the saggiest person in the room.
The other half of the people in the room would be administering the pain. They would be scantily clad, both male and female, some mature, but none of them over about 45. I would have some time to watch other people getting their punishment and/or their pleasure, hopefully both. Watching for awhile would be part of my arrangement with the front desk. Most of the men would have hard-ons, even the ones being whipped or having mousetraps attached to their nipples or cocks. One, older than me, with a large hard cock, would be coming as he was being fucked in the ass by a young looking stud in a mask. His cum would rope out on the floor as he screamed his release, the stud pounding his ass till he hollered his own release, filling the old man’s ass with his cum.
In a back corner of the room a white haired old lady would have three bikini clad women working her over. She would be shackled spread-eagled like myself while a very young girl would be finger fucking her with what looked like three fingers. A mature woman in a black leather bikini would be pinching and twisting her nipples till she cried out in pain. A most voluptuous young woman would be behind her paddling her already red ass with a large wooden paddle. As she reached the point of no return her cries of pain would turn into cries of pleasure as she came hard, the pinching of her nipples would turn to hard slaps to her sagging tits, and the paddling of her crimson butt would continue until her cries of release stopped.
Over to my near left, a well built young woman would be strapped to a metal table, her legs in stirrups, her large tits topped with nipples pulled deeply into a sucking machine. Her cunt would be being invaded with a massive dildo shoved in and out by a machine, which seemed to pick up speed as I watched. She would cry out in anticipation as her climax approached. She would shudder and holler, “Oh Christ! Make me cum! Oh God!!! Do Me!! Oh fuck! Suck my nipples harder!! Fuck the hell out of me, you bastard!!” With that, she would come with great gushes as the dildo slammed in and out of her at maximum speed.
I would be really hard at this point. “You ready for your spanking, stud?” This would be delivered in a soft, sexy voice. The speaker would come into my view, a statuesque redhead, wearing a black leather bikini. She carried a large, stiff, black leather paddle, which she would set down on a table. She would pick up a cock ring and place it around my cock and balls, pulling it very tight, making my cock, if anything, harder. She would then slap my cock and balls around a few times, making me grit my teeth in pain and cry out. “Get used to that, stud, I’m only starting,” she would say.
She would move around behind me, where she would give me a solid smack on my right ass cheek with her hand. She would then give me a solid smack on my left cheek. Then she would spank my right cheek harder, then the left. She would alternate left and right cheek for some minutes. Mirrors would have been set up so that I could see my ass clearly. And I would now be able to see it redden under the spanking the redhead was giving me. “Do you want it harder, stud?” she would ask. “Yes,” I would say.
She would then take my balls in her right hand and began to squeeze, looking me in the eye. “Does that hurt?” she would ask. “No,” I would answer. This would go on with her squeezing my balls harder and harder, till I’d never felt such pain in my life, and tears came into my eyes. “Oh God, that hurts,” I’d cry. She’d let go, then, slapping my cock and balls hard, as she would pick up the wicked looking paddle and move around behind me.
Whack! She hit me with the paddle on both cheeks. It would hurt, but she would hit me again, then again, picking up speed and hitting my ass harder with the leather paddle. I would cry out in pain as I really began to feel the hurt and heat in my ass cheeks. As I glanced into the mirrors, I would see that my ass had turned a bright crimson color. Yet the paddling would continue. The pain would become unbearable, yet I’d bear it, and bear more. Then she’d stop. “Are you done, stud? Or can you take some more?” “Give me some more,” I cried through my tears, “And make me come though my pain” That’s what I wanted to hear, stud.”
A cute young girl, not over about 12 years old would come into my view, kneel in front of me and take my rigid cock into her small mouth. Then I’d feel the paddle hit my ass harder than it ever had till now. Then it would hit again, and again, till I cried out in total pain and now would fear that I couldn’t stand it any more. But she wouldn’t stop. The little girl would suck my cock even deeper into her warm mouth as the paddling continued.
In the mirror I could see my red ass bounce off the paddle driving my cock deeper into the little girl’s
mouth. Her warm mouth and tongue would feel really good. As the pain in my ass became total, my
orgasm would begin deep inside and began to boil up into my cock. I would be able see those others in
the dungeon watch as my body exploded and as I screamed out my release. I would jerk my body
forward away from the painful paddle and toward the girl’s warm mouth. I would scream again as my
jism spurted into the little mouth that swallowed as fast as it could. Those around me would smile as I
jerked out of control, spasming again and again. My hard cock would be deep in the little girl’s mouth,
only a little bit of cum escaping her mouth and dribbling down her chin. My ass would be on fire. A
couple of people would applaud as I was let down from the shackles. An old guy, being led to a frame by
his hard cock would say, “Great orgasm, man”.
The redhead and the little girl would lead me to the locker room where they helped me get back into my
clothes. The little girl would let me feel up her small breasts before I left. I had never been into very
young girls, but my time with her might convince me to rethink that. I would limp back to my hotel room
and sleep off my huge orgasm, dreaming of soothing oil being rubbed into my ass by a loving older
woman.

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Initiating Carol: The New Sorority girl is in for a surprise

Initiating Carol: The New Sorority girl is in for a surprise
He stepped into the room, closing the door carefully behind him. The new girl, Carol, lay on her back, stripped down to her panties, arms and legs tied out in an ‘X’ on the king size bed. Carol had just recently joined the sorority, and had been suddenly and without warning introduced to their initiation process.
A little drunk, she had been ill-suited to combat her friends grabbing and carrying her into the bedroom, stripping her nude, tying her up.
Now she lay there helpless, blindfolded and gagged with a vibrator in her vagina humming along quite steadily.
Occasionally she would whimper or struggle with the ropes, but for the most part she had accepted her predicament and was awaiting her release.
Moving silently he crept up to her, his cock hardening with every step he took. Carol was tall and slender with an athletic body, that was one reason he had chosen her. Across the hall Erica was going through a similar experience, but she was about fifty pounds over weight.
No, Carol was by far a turn on, he had seen her around campus earlier in the week, and when he had heard what sorority she was joining, he couldn’t resist helping her out. The sorority thought it was just their little secret, but another girl had confessed her experience to him last year, and had made swear to keep it a secret.
He planned to.
Carol was lying quietly, her dark hair spread under her, though some of it had found its way onto her face. Her nipples had begun to harden with the sustained contact of the vibrator tucked into her panties, though it had fallen somewhat from where it needed to be.
The cord ran out of her panties and between her legs to the battery operated controller. Blindfolded, she remained unaware of his presence until he sat down on the edge of the bed.
“Mmm!” She exclaimed into the fabric that had been wound through her mouth and knotted behind her head. “Mmm!”
He smiled and caressed her side with the tip of one finger. She trembled and shook her head emphatically, but he stroked her again, watching her long, lean body shiver with each contact. She gasped when he gently took hold of a nipple, but after a second decided to ignore the attention.
She thinks I’m one of the girls, he decided, so much the better. He palmed the handful, massaging it between his fingers, his other hand stroking its way down her trembling torso to the edge of her panties. Lifting the vibrator by its cord he maneuvered it back to where it belonged. Carol whimpered and almost purred, then regained her composure and was silent again. Pretend you aren’t enjoying that thing all you want, little girl. I know the truth of the matter.
He reached for a pillow and slid it under the small of her back, bowing her over so that her pelvis and torso were tilted at a provocative angle. He toyed with her breasts some more, occasionally stroking the delicate lace of her panties.
From time to time she would tremble or sigh, but she was doing a valiant job of appearing nonplussed by the attention. He turned up the vibrator slightly and watched her pelvis buck and her breasts heave with surprise and delight.
The tremors lasted several long seconds and he turned it up again, ever so slightly. Cupping her left breast he began to suck on the stiff nipple slowly, passionately, alternating between slow and fast licks and strokes of his tongue.
Her hips would quiver occasionally, but her entire body had begun to tremble with surprising speed. He decided that having been restrained as she was with only that vibrator to think about for the last few hours had probably left her closer to orgasm than even she would have thought.
He ignored her other breast entirely, watching the nipple swell, but deliberately leaving it untouched. He turned up the vibrator again, then immediately turned it up again. This time it was too much for her and she began to saw her pelvis against the toy, trying to work it deeper.
“Mmm!”
Convinced that she was ready for some oral stimulation he untied her gag and bent down to kiss her before she could say a word. He timed it perfectly with another increase of the vibrators setting and she began to kiss him passionately, holding her head up to keep her lips against his.
She still thinks that I’m a girl, that she’s having a lesbian experience that she wasn’t expecting. Time to change her mind about that.
Breaking the kiss he increased the vibrators setting one more time and shucked his pants, climbing onto the bed while she trembled and whimpered.
“Please, please kiss me.” She asked her unseen, silent benefactor. He did, leaning over her nude body as he climbed between her legs. “I’ve never done this before, with a girl…” She admitted when he pulled away.
He smiled and pulled her panties aside, removing the vibrator entirely. She gasped, a hurt expression coloring her face.
Pressing the head of his penis against her vagina he began to stroke it up and down against her tender, young flesh.
“Ohhh, is that a dildo? It feels soo real.”
He kissed her again, rubbing the vibrator against her already stimulated breast, feeling her tremble under him.
He thrust gently, slowly into her very aroused vagina, feeling her stir under him, feeling her strain against her bonds in an attempt to break free and pull him close.
“Oh, God it feels so real!”
“That’s because it is.” He whispered in her ear, startling her yet again.
“You’re a guy?” She whispered back.
“Yes.”
“Oh, my God, then fuck me.”
He did the exact opposite. Pulling out he untied first one and then the other of her legs, removing her panties and then straddled her once more.
“Now, hang on to me freshman, your little pussy is in for the ride of its life.”
“Yes…”
And ride her he did. Slowly at first, then faster and harder, pulling out occasionally just to drive her wild while she waited for him to return. He could feel his balls swell, tighten with sperm and knew he didn’t have long. Then, after he paced himself and worked her good and long, he touched the vibrator to her previously un-teased breast and watch her light up like a Christmas tree. Body jerking after only a few seconds sustained contact, he watched his deliberate neglect of that nipple send her over the edge and they orgasm-ed together in a rocking, clutching tangle of arms and legs. She gasped for breath as he pulled out and climbed off of her, confused by the fact that he began retying her legs.
“What are you doing?” She asked, uncertain.
“You initiation isn’t over.” He replied quietly, tying her other leg. Picking up the vibrator he pressed it against her vagina and slid is smoothly inside, turning the setting down to a steady rate.
“Not over? Who are you? What’s your name? You have the biggest cock I have ever felt, tell me…”
He pressed the thick cloth into her mouth and wound it back around her head, silencing whatever else she might have said.
“I think its better this way. You’ll spend the next four years wondering if its me every time a guy smiles at you, every time someone whistles.” He whispered and tiptoed from the room, leaving her alone and confused, and tingling toward another orgasm. “Sweet dreams princess.”
“Did one of the other girls take her panties off?” The sorority girl asked, already in her junior year.
“No. Not that I know of.” It was the next morning and Carol had gone through at least three more powerful orgasms since the night before, albeit alone.
“Oh, my God that guy you sent in here was so fucking hot!” She exclaimed when they pulled the gag away.
“Guy?” The two sorority girls who had come to free her exchanged a confused glance. “What guy?”

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Pinned Down

The Story of a Harmless Wrestling Match between to 15yo boys, turning into something much different.

Fantasy

People Who are Pets

This is a Fantasy that my wife had as a young girl around the age of 11 or 12 and is quite interesting as to what goes through a young girls head when she is going through puberty and is naive and full of sexual emotions