Coercion

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I had no idea where the address was. I decided I had to take a cab, and had the money, from sucking cock. I was not sure what to expect, likely some sleazy hotel, but I found myself in Manhattan. Perhaps I should not be surprised, these kind of people had all the money, and thought they could afford anything they wanted. I found myself deposited at one of the most posh buildings I had ever seen, and seeing a doorman, I looked at the sheet of paper. I needed to know the name, I knew the man would stop me from going in, besides I didn’t know the apartment number.
The man looked me up and down. I knew he was aware what I was, or at least had guessed by now. He seemed prepared, and took me to the elevator, and escorted me himself. I was surprised when he took me up to the top floor, where I knew some of the most expensive penthouses in the city had to be. He knocked on the door, as I stood there nervous, unsure of what to expect.
I was shocked when a woman answered the door, certain it must be a mistake. The man smiled. “I believe this is your guest you were expecting.” The woman who had to be in her forties and a good fifty pounds overweight smiled. “Of course John, thank you.” When the man was gone, the woman turned to me. “Well come in dear and make yourself comfortable.”
I went into the huge living room, with massive windows, with views of the city. I felt the woman’s hands go in front of me, and start to undo my jacket, and it slipped to the floor. The woman motioned her over. “Come, what can I get you to drink? Wine?” I shook my head. “I am only 17.” The woman chuckled and poured her a glass of some kind of alcohol, not wine. “Don’t worry, it is just between us. We have been told this is your first time, you may need a little courage.” She took the glass and nearly choked on the drink. “What is it?” A man had walked into the room, a tall but quite thick around the waist man, who looked to be at least a decades older than the woman. “My best 100 year old Scotch.” He came over and accepted his own glass but his hands went to my breast and squeezed tightly. “He wasn’t lying, look at the breasts on her honey.” His wife took my other breasts and rubbed my nipple. “I know why we always go to him, he knows how much of a breast woman I am.”
The woman continued on my breasts, as her husband went behind me, and undid my corset, letting it fall to the floor. His wife kneading my breasts harder as she whispered. “Your name my love?” I finally found my voice. “Rose.” Her husband had slid his hands down and removed her garter and slid his hands into her thong. “Is that a nickname for your lovely rose lips?” I shook my head. “No.” His wife laughed. “I am Jen and my husband is Mark.” Feeling the thong pushed off, and my stockings, down to the floor, my face went rose red, aware I stood naked in front of not one but two people. I know I had done so with John, she laughed her pimp’s name seemed fitting, as that was what the man was, but this was different. I wasn’t only a virgin, but straight, I had never been touched by a woman before.
Jen noticed I still looked extremely uncomfortable as her husband lifted my legs one at a time, to remove the last remnants. “Oh the little lamb is scared Mark. I think we need to give her another drink.” Mark stood and went to pour more, as Jen pulled her down on the couch. Mark sat down with her and handed her a much fuller glass. I shook my head. “I am seventeen.” He pressed the glass into my hand and Jen whispered. “Trust me, it will make it easier for your first time. Now drink up.” I slowly sipped the glass, still burning as before, my head already spinning from the first glass I had drunk. My body felt warm, and I had to rest my head back against the couch.
Jen smiled as her hand went to my right breast. “See, doesn’t that feel better?” Mark’s hand went to my other. “We will soon make you feel so good.” I felt the hands on my breasts, rubbing at my nipples, light at first, but with more and more pressure. As Jen bent and started suckling on my breast as if she was a baby breast feeding, my head went back against the cushions. I kept trying to tell myself, in the fog of my brain, this was wrong, and I wasn’t gay, but my body was going so wet. John noticed, and putting his hand between my legs, felt the juices. He smiled at his wife. “She is definitely nearing ready for a cock inside of her. Should we toss a coin, see who goes first, I know you have that new dildo you are anxious to try out?” I heard the words and shook my head in the fog. “No, please no.”
Jen reached for another glass and put it to my lips. “Drink beautiful, drink.” I found my lips pressed open, as more of the whisky went down my throat, forced to swallow or drown. Mark smiled. “I think she is right, it is her first time, she should have a real cock between her legs..” Jen was pouting but agreed. “But I get to enjoy that fine cunt first.” I had no idea what was happening, my mind all a haze, not sure what she meant. My body betrayed me as I whimpered when Jen’s hands left my breasts. Her husband laughed and kissed me. “Oh don’t worry, I’m here.”
At first as his mouth played on my breasts, I didn’t notice Jen. She disappeared from my side, but I barely registered as my legs were put on the coffee table, as if for a doctor’s exam. I jerked, even in the haze, when I felt a hand down there. Jen ignored me, and parting my lips, she stuck her mouth down there, her tongue dipping inside of me. I whimpered and sobbed, feeling the tongue licking at me, increasing as the tongue began dipping inside of me over and over, a hand massaging my clit as her mouth worked. Her husband’s mouth continued on my breasts. I found my hand placed on a cock, realizing somewhere along the way, I wasn’t the only one who stripped, both seemed to be. When my hand remained still, Mark forced my hand up and down his cock, keeping a hold, until I had the motion myself. I had little sense of what I was doing, as I pumped him, feeling the cock go hard in my hands. As I was starting to come to my first orgasm, He removed his mouth from my breasts, and I found my head forced down over his throbbing cock. I opened my mouth, as the cock was fed into my mouth, he pumping it himself, as he climaxed hard, at the same time as I did. Jen was smiling as she licked me clean, and I was forced to lick Mark.
I found myself half carried into the bedroom and laid down on the bed, in the middle, but pillows under my head. Jen lay with me, her mouth back to my breasts, as I felt Mark between my legs. He saw my eyes as I noticed he was still hard. He smiled and motioned to a bottle on the table. “When I knew we would have you all night, I popped a nice blue pill.” I squirmed as a finger inserted deep into me, and another, and another. Jen soothed me. “He is just stretching you, wouldn’t want to cause you too much pain your first time.” Mark heard me continue to sob and motioned to his wife. “Perhaps you should give her something else to think of.”
I was worried it was more booze or some kind of pills, my head already in a total fog, but no. I barely registered what she was doing, as she put a knee on either side of my head, until she lowered herself over my mouth. She smiled. “It is my turn, eat me out my pretty Rose.” I wanted to protest, to fight, but my arms were lethargic. I found the pussy down over my mouth, and when I protested, the pussy pushed forward, cutting off my nostrils, making it near impossible to breath. I finally started to lick, having no idea what to do, but desperate to breath. I was so lost in it, I barely noticed when my legs were being lifted until they were bent so they were nearly up to my shoulders, and my ass up in the air. Even with his stretching, and how wet I was, the pain was intense as I felt the head of his cock pushing in.
He smiled as he fed the start of his nine inch cock into me. “I am going to do it quick, it will hurt at first, but I am sure you will soon enjoy.” With that he rammed hard into me, ripping through my hymen, in one swift thrust. Even with all the booze, the pain was intense, and I bucked even in the position. I was unable to push him free, and as he held in place to give me time to adjust, the burning was intense. He slowly started to fuck me with fast deep thrusts, and every time I thought I may get used to the pace, he sped up, fucking me so hard my head bounced. But still the pussy remained over my mouth, and I was forced to continue to lick. Jen cummed hard in my mouth, as I felt her husband fill me. I was grateful, due to periods, I had been on the pill for years.
I felt my legs drop, and Jen bent and kissed me. “Good girl. Now up on your knees pretty one.” I was so dizzy and in so much pain I wasn’t sure I could, and collapsed when I tried, on my front. Mark shook his head and thrust a pillow under me, so raise my ass up. “She seems a bit of a feather weight, but this should allow you room.” Jen had gone into her bed side table, and pulled out a huge strap on, and got behind me. “I have been waiting to try this out.” I was nice and stretched from him, but it was still intense, as the huge dildo forced its way in. I was soon taking another cock, as her husband’s slipped between my lips, as I was forced to once again suck him off. By the time they had both cummed again, and I had, the whole world was so hazy. I found another glass at my lips and this time I didn’t protest as I drank, and all real consciousness slipped away, as if I was removed from my body. Jen kissed her husband. “I’ll get the lube.”
In the morning I woke up with a painful groan. My head was throbbing desperately, but so was the rest of my body. It took a few moments, and noticing the two naked bodies I was pinned between, to remember. I thought them asleep, until Jen who was in front of me, began massaging my breasts and took me in for a kiss, and I could feel Mark position me for a fuck. After all the use the night before I was loose, but dry, and no booze to mask it this time. My protests and cries were cut off by a hungry kiss, my lips forced open, as a tongue slid inside. Thankfully he came quickly, and no more blue pill, he went for one ride.
Mark pulled me out of bed. “Take a shower, you will find clothes in the bathroom.” Jen pulled me in. “I think we will share the shower.” Mark left them to it, and I found myself in a pulsing hot shower, having my body scrubbed clean from top to bottom. I was forced to finger her, as Jen fingered me, and we both climaxed at the same time. I was relieved when I was let out of the shower and dress. She handed me pills and explained when I protested. “Something for the headache. You drank a lot last night, and we used you for hours.” I winced as I felt a hand on my ass, as I took the pills, hoping they’d work soon. “Stop.” She laughed. “Oh, I had a feeling you might forget that part.”
Back in the sitting room, I refused to think of what I missed. Mark handed me an envelope. “John has been paid his share already, here is your money.” Jen slipped some money in her bra. “And here is a tip. You can keep the clothes.” She was grateful to have real clothes to leave in. “Thanks.” Mark French kissed her. “Our driver will take you home. We’ll be seeing you soon.”
I rushed away as soon as I could, finding a car waiting for me downstairs. I got back to my apartment building, where John was waiting for me. He had a Cheshire cat smile. “I heard you were quite the ride. I am sure you never made 200 in one night.” I pulled back. “200? That is all I made for an entire night?” He laughed. “After my share of course. A discount to get them to come back. They have hired you again, once a week for the next year.” I cringed at the thought. “I need to sleep.” He handed me a phone. “You will get a text when your next client is ready, day or night.” I took the phone. “Fine. But no more women.” He pulled me in tight. “If you tell me what you will do again, I will hire you out only to women, and perhaps some canines.” I pushed away. “No. You can’t expect me to take a dog.” He laughed. “Soon enough. The rich have odd tastes.” I pulled away from him, and hurried away, tears streaming at the memory, and thought of a dog.
He took out his own wad and laughed to himself as he counted the three grand. “The little slut really thinks I got paid so little for her cherry.”

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Fantasy

Maternal Instincts Chapter 4

Maternal Instincts
Chapter 4
Marybeth found herself in Denzel’s influence as they were alone at her bungalow. He asked her to shower and clean herself out thoroughly Marybeth was sure he would take her in the shower again but he didn’t. After Marybeth had showered and douched out the mess that was still inside her she felt cleaner. She touched up on some shaving, her legs and around her pussy and underarms. When she left the bathroom He had her put on a light sundress without a bra. Marybeth looked at him funny a few times. Then Denzel asked her why she was looking at him funny. She kind of grinned and told him she half expected him to try and fuck her. He looked at her long and hard then whispered ” I’m going to but I waited for you to bring it up”. Marybeth kind of blinked and stuttered for a minute. She sputtered out “but I didn’t mean…”. Denzel smiled and said “you need to be fucked… Lay back on that bed, put your heels up and spread those legs wide”. Marybeth began to object but Denzel raised one finger and pointed to the bed. Marybeth layed back on the bed, placed her heels far apart and spread her legs very wide. She even pulled her skirt up around her waist. Denzel was soon naked and very hard. He began rubbing his cockhead around Marybeth’s shaved pussy then slid it slowly up and down her slit and noticed the combo of his pre-cum and her juices made her very wet. He had one hand around his cock and guided it so the head was just entering her hole. He made little nudges but never pushed in any deeper. He stayed ther for a couple minutes then withdrew and rubbed up and down Marybeth’s pussy. The second time he placed his cockhead at her entrance and applied a little pressure but did not enter so Marybeth acted. She raised her hips easing him into her. She whimpered as his huge cock entered her about 4 inches then he stopped. Marybeth whimpered a bit more and rocked her hips. Denzel leaned down and whispered “You want me to fuck you? Are you a slut? Do you really want fucked?” Marybeth bit her lower lip and rocked her hips a bit then bit her lower lip and finally said “Yes…. I’m a slut and I want fucked” in a quiet voice. Denzel reached down and grabbed her ankles. In one smooth move he had her legs straight up and wide wide open. He pushed back so her knees were over her shoulders. Her pussy was open for the plowing. Denzels cockhead was all that was inside her as he held still. Marybeth whimpered then said “Fuuuck meee…” With those words Denzel slammed into her and she screamed. He commenced to fuckher in a very brutal assault on her pussy. After just a few minutes Marybeth cried out and tensed her hips in an earth shattering orgasm. Denzel was not far behind her. He chuckled and said “You really are a slut….It’s awesome”. Marybeth covered her face and groaned into her hands “God I am… I shouldn’t…It’s bad” she sighed and whispered almost to herself “but I am”.
Denzel led Marybeth into the bathroom and had her clean up, do her hair, fix up her makeup, and then handed her a nice little thong to wear under her sundress. When they left the bungalow it was nearly noon. Marybeth and Denzel went to a small restraunt down the beach and had lunch. Marybeth asked him what was going to happen today. Denzel smiled and looked out over the ocean and shook his head. “The boss has something special planned for you. You may love it you may not”. He looked at his watch then announced it’s time to go. They got in his car and drove to a new Hacienda up on a hill overlooking the ocean several miles from Cabo. Denzel led her into the place and was greeted by several people in shorts, bathing suits, etc. They passed through the main areas and to a back set of buildings. They entered what looked like an office and a large hispanic man greeted Denzel. He handed him a large box and told Denzel ” It is finished exactly as you wanted. Denzel handed the box to Marybeth and said “Go in that room and put this on and use this brush and hair band and do your hair in ponytail”. Marybeth didn’t question, she walked into a changing/bathroom and opened the box. When she looked inside she almost laughed. It was confusing but here was a cheerleaders outfit and it was actually to the high school she had attended as a teenager. She pondered that a minute wondering how….. As her mind wandered there was a quick knock on the door and someone saying “hustle up”. Marybeth changed into the cheerleaders outfit and since there was no panties with it she kept her white thong on. She quickly brushed her hair and pulled it back into a ponytail. When she looked in the mirror there was a picture of her 20 years ago. She shook that off and exited the bathroom.
Marybeth walked into the main office dressed as a cheerleader from 20 years past and was escorted into another office. The man sitting behind the desk was a very large black man. He was scary to look at and had a demeanor of a killer. Marybeth was terrified of him immediately. He used no charm and was brutally blunt. This was a complete change from the smooth almost likeable Denzel or his boss Samuel. He looked at her and said “I’m known as Mr X. I know who you are and what you do. Your here for more.” Mr X went on to tell her that her daughter was on a sailing yacht somewhere South of Cabo. Terry and her friends were entertaining guests of his boss. He asked Marybeth if she’d like a glimpse. She nodded yes and asked if her daughter was alright. X answered “Yes, but that depends on you now.” as he opened a cabinet to display a big screen TV. He clicked on a few buttons on a remote and an image appeared. The girl on the screen seemed familiar. X laughed and said “Looks like your daughters friend Ann.” At that point Marybeth recognized her. Ann was naked and two guys were on either side of her holding her up in the air in a sitting position. A hand under each knee and a shoulder under each arm. Her head was lolling around and she was obviously loaded. The two guys moved their hands under her knees to show her legs wide open. They held Ann up and over a guy laying on a massage table. The guy on the table was laying on his back and holding his hard cock upright as the two guys on either side of Ann placed her over him. They lowered her down and the guy underneath her directed his cock right at Ann’s asshole. As she was placed on his cock she perked up a bit realizing she was being lowered onto a cock that was entering her ass. They raised her and lowered her a couple times the unceremoniously let her down onto him quickly. She yelped as she was impaled on him. The guy underneath Ann grabbed her arms and pulled her elbows behind her. She displayed a great deal of pain on her face and began to object that this was too rough and that it hurt. With her arms pinned behind her, a cock balls deep in her ass, the guys on either side pulled her legs wide open. She could go nowhere. A large black man stepped up between her legs and placed a huge cockhead between Ann’s pussy lips and slowly entered her. Ann began howling about size and pain and begged them to stop. The big guy just laughed and said “Fuck you slut… This is just the beginning of your day.” He pushed into her deeply and without any feeling for her or her pain. Within a minute he was brutally fucking her pussy as Ann screamed in pain. Within a couple more minutes blood was plainly visible on his cock and ran down her ass all over the other mans cock in her ass. Ann was in agony as the large man grunted and went balls deep and came deep in Ann. As he pulled out Ann passed out. The camera panned around then moved to another room. As the camera enered another room the picture showed the red head Cassie in the same situation. This time she was facing a man with a huge cock buried in her pussy. Her arms were being held behind her back and the guy under her had his arms around her waist and was holding her balls deep on his cock. Cassie was in obvious pain and a small amount of blood was visible around the base of his cock. Another large black man stepped up and impaled her ass with little or no preparaation. Cassie was screaming in pain. Both men began double fucking her very roughly. They continued fucking her even after she’d passed out. They stopped after they’d come. Marybeth tried to turn away and not look. X corrected her and told her she must watch. Three men each took Ann and Cassie up to the deck and tied them standing yet spread eagle to masts and rigging. They were both unconsious and naked. The camera panned around and up and down each girl. There was a puddle of blood and cum on the deck beneath each girls shaved and abused pussy. Everyone on deck chuckled as one of the sailor tied the two pieces of Anns white bikini to a halyard and raised it then tied on Cassie’s green bikini and raised it. THey stopped and said something in spanish to the camera as they began to tie on a familiar red bikini. X was holding a cell phone and handed it to Marybeth. Marybeth was horrified as she began to speak. She answered to her name then the voice explained. “This is your daughters bikini, She is next to recieve this treatment, she’ll be spared if you do as your told, If not she gets the treatment and her suit is raised in celebration.” The voice was Samuels and Marybeth recognized it. Marybeth cried out “Samuel… Why are you doing this?” he chuckled and responded “Terry is very delicious, your better, I just want to insure you do as your told”. “Can I count on you doing everything your supposed to?” Marybeth shook her head yes then answered. “I’ll do whatever you want… just don’t hurt my daughter like that. Please” Samuel chuickled and told Marybeth to follow X into the next room and do as she’s told for the next two hours and her and her daughter would be left to go on with their lives and never see him or his men again. Marybeth shook her head vigorously and said “Yes, I’ll do it just don’t hurt her. The phone went dead and Mr X lead Marybeth from the office into a room that looked like a stage set. She didn’t notice but as she left the room the sailors raised Terry’s suit on the halyard, her fate had already been sealed and her screams were occuring below deck at that instant regardless of what Marybeth was about to do to save her.
Marybeth walked into what looked like a movie set. It was made up to look like a locker room with a whirlpool and massage bench at one end and a row of lockers with a bench in front. Marybeth look confused then looked around and saw 10 large black men wearing basketball uniforms. She had a flashback to high school but not all of them had been black in high school. She groaned and whimpered “Oh god no… not this.” Mr X walked over and said “Slut… your gonna walk in her and tell the boys the coach told me I was supposed to properly congratulate you on winning the state championship” “Your then gonna act like a niave twit cause these Mofo’s are gonna fuck you. I want you whimpering about not getting knocked up and what would your daddy say and shit like that”. Marybeth wanted to object then X turned to a TV screen and clicked a button on remote in his hand. The image of Ann and Cassies swimsuits flapping in the breeze burst onto the screen. X looked at her and tilted his headand said “Any questions?” Marybeth almost began to cry out of frustration. X grabbed her shoulders and spun her toward the set and said in her ear “Slut this better be convincing or that little girl of yours will be taking your place’ He grabbed her ass and gave her a push. She kind of stumbled on the set. The players quit talking and looked at her. One said “What are you here for white girl?” Marybeth looked back right at X and swallowed hard. She answered “Coach sent me in here to make sure and congratulate you properly from the cheerleaders and I don’t know what he means but good job guys…” They stopped her and said “No no girl not like that. Get in here.” They lead her into the locker room. Marybeth felt things spiral out of control from there. The smallest guy was at least 6’1″ and one put his arm around her shoulder and said “what’s your name cutie?” She answered “Marybeth….. am I gonna get in trouble for being here?” They all chimed in “No, the coach sent you. So do you know how to properly congratulate us?” Marybeth shook her head “No”. The guys said “well lets show you… First you give each of us a big kiss” Marybeth began giving each a big kiss and by the third guy the kisses were long and passionate and hands groped her ass. These guys were good kissers and Marybeth felt herself responding and getting wet even though she knew she shouldn’t. By the time she was 3/4 of the way through the team her sweater was off. By the time that she got to the 10th guy she was being kissed passionately by him and another was sucking on her nipples and someone moved her thong to the side and was rubbing a finger up and down her wet pussy. Before long those fingers were inside her and doing incredible things for her. Shortly after someone picked her up and carried her to the massage table near the whirlpool. They gave her thong a good yank and it snapped away. The kisses ended and a large black cock was presented to her lips. Marybeth no longer hesitated and began licking and sucking. They moved her up on the bench so her head hung over the upper edge and her ponytail hung to the floor. They man at her head began using her mouth and throat as a fuck toy. She ran out of air several times as he stuffed it deep in her throat. While this was going on her cheerleaders skirt was wrapped around her waist and several fingers were assualting her sloppy wet pussy. Two guys grabbed her legs and raised them high and wide. The guy in her mouth pulled out and stood by for a second. A guy placed himself right at her pussy ready to fuck her and said “Boy if her daddy could see her now” Marybeth took the que and whimpered “Ohh god no… my dad will kill me. Please don’t do this. I’ll get pregnant for sure.” They laughed a bit and she pleaded to not knock her up. Someone grabbed her ponytail and pulled it down and as her head hung down over the table edge another cock was placed in her mouth. As he sunk in deep a large cock sunk into her pussy. She let out a low groan as he pushed in deep. In a way she was glad she had had sex with Denzel earlier or this would really hurt. This guy was about the same size as Denzel. Both guys fucked her a while and came in her mouth and pussy. The guys chuckled and said “Too bad honey your gonna get knocked up now” Marybeth played along and whined about getting preggers and what would her daddy say. They all laughed as two more guys began fucking her at each end. This went on for a couple more guys until a big guy placed his huge cock at her entrance and she realized she was in for trouble. This guy was gonna hurt. He was truly huge and she knew it. She whimpered a bit as he entered her and once he was in a way she cried out in pain and an earth shattering climax. No one had ever hit all the spots he was touching. He told the guys to help sit her up. The guy at her head sat her up and the guy fucking her put his arms around her and stood up. He was still impaled in her. His arms were under her legs right behind her knees and a huge hand craddled each ass cheek. Marybeth grabbed for his neck and hung on as she felt him slip in deeper. Marybeth whimpered “Oh god… no… It’s goin too deep… oh god” He began raising her up and down on his huge cock and Marybeth responded as pain and pleasure mixed. Another guy stood right behind her and reached around and began rubbing both of her tits. She felt him behind her and knew that she was sandwhiched between two black guys. As she looked over the guys shoulder she could see the guys working camers. She knew this was all going on film. She shuudered with revulsion knowing her ultimate debauchery was being filmed (again). Marybeth felt a cock rubbing up and down her ass from the guy behind her and cried out “No….not two… it’s too much… oh god no” she had no choice and cried out as the second cock slowly eased into her ass. The pain was incredible as the guy in her pussy lowered her a bit and as he did it allowed him and the guy in her ass to go deeper. Marybeth howled in pain as the two of them began bouncing her up and down. The guy in her ass pulled out and stepped aside as another guy took his place. He sunk into her ass. Marybeth howled more as he went deeper. She endured this for four guys and after he was done the guy in her pussy let her down a tiny bit more and Marybeth felt her pubic bone and clit rub his pubic bone. He began bouncing her and after a few bumps together she came like she has never come. The guy in her pussy came in a loud groan and flooded her deep with cum. Marybeth passed out.
When Marybeth came to she was on her back on the massage table. Her legs were held wide open and high. The black ball players were off to the side and the camera men were fucking her. They were not real big and she could barely feel them as they took turns on her. After the last one came they went back to their cameras. One of the ball players started playing with her pussy. They all made comments about her stretched pussy. It seemed like a camera was going to enter her they got so close. There was more comments about all the cum and that she was certainly knocked up. They made comments about sending this to her old man so he could jerk off to it. Marybeth realized this was her cue and whimpered and whined “No don’t send it to my daddy. He’ll kill me. I’ll do anything just don’t show him this….” They guys laughed and said “That’s what we thought. From here on out your a team slut. Right?”
Marybeth knew in oh so many ways this was true as she shook her head “OK I’ll be a team slut…”
Such prophetic words.
They yelled cut.
Afterwards Marybeth was taken back to her bungalow by one of the strangers. She showered fell into bed exhuasted. She woke in the morning as Terry came in. Terry looked like shit too and had wet hair like she had just showered. They both stared at each other. Marybeth shook her head and asked “how was the cruise?” Terry smiled a funny smile and said “Long and rough” Marybeth knew to leave that one alone. After a bit Marybeth showered again then suggested breakfast. It was their last day in Cabo. They decided to go sun bathing. Marybeth barely spoke to each other during the day. Finally Terry broke down and said “I don’t think we should say anything to anyone about the things we’ve done down here.” Marybeth shook her head in agreement then asked “Are you gonna be OK with that?” Terry smiled and said “I am…. I just never knew….. you know….. That you.” Marybeth chuckled a bit and said “there’s alot you don’t know about me” Terry smiled about that as Marybeth pulled out a bottle of wine. They each had a glass then began to talk. Marybeth told her when she was younger she was horrible and slept with way too many men. She settled down after Terry was born and really settled down after she met me. Terry asked if I knew. Marybeth said yes but not all the details. Terry kind of shook her head the said “What would dad think of all this… I mean…. You kinda were unfaithful down here” I shook my head and said “I don’t know. He may be upset. Then again he may have wanted to be here. Then again he’d want video. Who knows” Terry shook her head and said “Whoa dad’s a perv…” Marybeth and her both laughed at that then Marybeth sighed and whispered “I sure hope so….. what he doesn’t know”
Terry finally quizzed her mom and asked “How many men have you slept with?” Marybeth said “Too many and you don’t need to know” Terry started to quiz by saying “More than 10?” Marybeth shook her head “yes”…. 20? “yes” …. 50 “yes”…. Terry whistled and asked 100? Marybeth blushed and shook her head. Terry sat there with her mouth open. She finally said more than 150? Marybeth shrugged her shoulders and said “Maybe…. I’ve never kept track… it was one of those things I did when I was young” Terry laughed and said “Not all when you were young….. you got some down here” Marybeth smiled and said “So did you… let’s leave it at that”
The two of them sat there and finished the wine looking out over the ocean enjoying the glow yet both sitting gingerly since both had very very sore pussies and asses and neither would admit that to the other. They clicked their final glass and said “To an interesting vacation trip”
Terry said “Too bad Dads in Qatar. He’d have loved this trip” Marybeth almost spit up her wine but maintained. She looked up then wiggled in her chair and thought he might have….. The sick bugger has been trying to get me to fuck other guys, to let him watch, to DP me with another guy etc…. Up to now I always refused since I was a respectable mom. But now….. I wonder???
In the moring they both packed and in each of their suitcases was an envelope. It had a CD, a few pics, and a note.
Terry’s said:
Glad you enjoyed yourself so much. Your a natural slut. Your able to do things at 18 that most women work years at. Watch your CD and see if your natural on camera. We think you are. If you would like at least three all expenses paid trips to Mexico to have this fun again we are ready to assist. In fact Each trip down we will give you $10,000 cash, all expenses paid , top of the line accomodations. Think about it. This offer is good for 30 days. Call this number……..
We’ll set everything up for you. Like spring break, a couple summer trips, etc. Think about it. Say nothing of this to anyone. You can use the cover story of modelling swimsuits. We’ll even provide some quality pics of you in various suits that way you have a nice cover and explanation for the money. It was signed Samuel and company.
Marybeth took her’s into the bathroom and read:
Marybeth,
You had a fun vacation. You’ll find all your bills were paid and your daughter is just fine. You were incredible. Everyone enjoyed you very much. I particularly enjoyed awakening the true slut who has hidden for all these years. I hope you never let her hide or rest. Look at the pics and watch the video closely. You will agree. In fact I hope your husband would enjoy these too.. Maybe not.
To ensure certain things you will need to go visit your pal from college Samantha once a month in Des Moines. Here are the details……. We’ll carry this on a bit longer to make sure the true slut doesn’t sleep.
By the way. I am sure as I know you are. That you are good and pregnant. As part of the monthly rondevous I will give you a pregnancy test. You will not get an abortion. You will carry this baby or all the pics and video will be distributed to the appropriate places. If you understand. When you get home call this number…… and say accept if you agree to the terms. Once you give birth we will be done and you’ll never hear from us again.
Samuel and Company
It was an interesting bit of shock. Terry and Marybeth were in shock. They did not speak as they checked out of the bungalow and owed nothing then on the ride to the airport. The flight was uneventful. After they were both home 24 hours they each worked up the confidence to put the disc in each of their computers when they were alone. Marybeth was appauled by what she saw and what she’d done. Whenever I called her at home I teased her about things. Particularly sexual things. I asked if her toys were getting worn out. Was she getting any? etc. We video chatted several times and things got nastier and nastier. I asked what was inspiring her to be so naughty. She told me about a video she got. I finally talked her into playing with herself while she watched so I could see her. Surprisingly she took off her robe and was naked. She fired up her DVD and watched it on the computer screen while the camera and I watched her. She used a large black toy I’d bought her as I watched her do herself While I could hear some poor cheerleader getting fucked by a basketball team. It was cool. Especially since I had that disc and everything she’d done. I watched her get off to that a few times in video chats.
I finally announced I would be home in a couple months as the contract was finished up. Maqrybeth seemed a bit addled by that but pleased. The last time I got her to play with herself she kept a short bathrobe on and all she’d show me was her pussy (still shaved). I could tell as she sat and talked that her tits were getting huge. She tried not to show it but her tummy was growing too. Her pussy still looked good though. I knew Samuel and a couple of his friends were still giving her one hell of a workout once a month since they sent me discs each month. She should be 5 months along when I get home.
After the birth of OUR baby girl we had some things to discuss……
I had a guilt trip to play when I got home and she was pregnant. She was very concilliatory after I acted hurt and all. The slut side of Marybeth was deeply explored and I fucked her in ways I’d only dreamed of. She assured me she’d do anything I wanted and pleaded for me not to leave. I agreed but told her our sexual lifestyle was definitely going to be on the kinky side. She humbly agreed. The after the baby story and adventures will be in a diferent story. Poor Marybeth never knew I’d set up her debauchery and impregnation. She never knew I scripted so much of it and had copies of all of her sexual encounters. She always considered it her fault since she was such a true slut and heart and couldn’t help herself. In a way that is true but she had lots of help.
Terry has been making regular trips to Mexico to do swimsuit modelling for some agency called SAMCO. She brings back some nice pictures and makes good money for a college kid. She shows off her pictures and shares knowing looks with her mom yet shines me on with stories of photo shoots and days on the beach. Of course I’ve seen her stuff on line and other places. She’s done some girl-girl, lots of anal, D/P’s and lots of interracial stuff. Little girls grown up to be a real porn slut.
My interest is in her mom. She’s turning 37 in a couple days and about to deliver a baby girl. Should be interesting where it leads from here.
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The Wrath of Gaia pt 2

So I have decided to post a few more parts, and if the reviews are lack luster, I will end it there. For the time being, I will try to post a new part every other day so as to give myself time to write them out. I would also like to point out since this will be brought up that I will not stay historically accurate with the gods abilities, so if you are going to complain about that, please know that you have been fair warned.

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Blackmailing Christina into being my sexual toy

Christina was a neighborhood girls that grew from a skinny gangly girl to a statuesque young lady that become my object of desire. Many years of fantasizing about her finally became reality with the help of a few spiked drinks and a very large Dog.

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The Temptress: Chapter Two

Here is Chapter Two of my story, after all, I wouldn’t want to leave my readers hanging or wanting for more for too long. Hopefully, the response to these first two installments will be more positive than my first submission, “Death Throes”. Please vote and comment so I know if I should continue to submit the chapters I have already written. . . .or not.
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Chapter Two
Feeling Amean pressing harder and harder against her hand, L’tirashin removed it from her slave’s crotch. After all, L’tirashin thought, it’s not about me pleasuring her, but her pleasuring me. She could feel the beginnings of another orgasm building just past her still sorely vacant cunt, deep in the core of her being. But it would still be some time before her cum would explode through her senses and required more intense stimulation than what she was being given to thrill her that much.
Taking Amean’s hands away from their luscious handiwork was not easy for the Night One to do since they were both enjoying it so much. Finally, L’tirashin placed her hands on Amean’s shoulders and pushed her firmly downward until her slave was kneeling before her. Standing with her feet shoulder-wide, L’tirashin grasped the back of Amean’s bald head and pushed her pretty face into her dark thatch of pubic hair. As she looked down at Amean’s bare, milky-white skin, standing in stark contrast to hers with its midnight-hued, L’tirashin became even more excited by the highly erotic sight.
The sudden lack of stimulation by her mistress’s hands made Amean whimper a bit for her own loss but she knew what her role in this coupling was: that of the dutiful slave. As she got down on her knees, Amean found her face abruptly shoved into L’tirashin’s hairy mound. The heady and musky scent wafting up from her mistress’s wet pussy was almost as intoxicating as fey wine would have been. For a few moments, Amean just rubbed her small, delicate nose against L’tirashin’s bush, letting the thick, wiry hairs tickle her nostrils. When her mistress pushed her hips forward to meet her, Amean stuck out her tongue and rubbed it against the very top of L’tirashin’s wet cunt lips and clit, quickly and lasciviously licking over every bit of flesh her talented lingua could reach.
By the Dark Ones! the demoness gasped in her thoughts. This elf is indeed a dancer! The way her tongue moves is wickedly delightful!
Amean reached up and cupped the Temptress’s tits and kneaded them somewhat roughly as her tongue continued massaging L’tirahsin’s pussy lips. It was a different kind of sensation, though a very pleasant and exciting one, for Amean to be holding a pair of breasts which were easily the size of hers and Simvanna’s combined. And how the nipples stiffened and lengthened until they were almost half as long as Amean’s little finger was an even bigger thrill.
After a few minutes of rolling and pinching L’tirashin’s big nipples between her fingers and even tugging gently on her piercings, Amean began drawing her hands down her mistress’s body. Down her ribs, across her tautly muscled stomach, over her hips, and around to L’tirashin’s tight, round ass. It was only when Amean’s hands encountered the base of the Temptress’s firm, strong tail that she was reminded of L’tirashin’s otherworldly origins.
How strange, the elven vassal thought as she continued feasting on the thick-as-honey nectar of her captor’s pussy, that a being so different from me could be so much like me. On that thought, Amean’s face broke into a wide, mischievous smile, even though L’tirashin could not see it. As stealthily as she could manage, Amean slipped one hand up to her mouth and gave her index finger a thorough and generous coating of their mingled juices. Sure of its wetness, Amean carefully positioned her hand behind her mistress’s ass, ready to give her a pleasure that she herself greatly enjoyed.
When Amean pushed her liberally wetted finger into L’tirashin’s unsuspecting anus, the demoness let out an audible gasp of surprise. Once again, L’tirashin was taken pleasantly aback by her slave’s nigh-expert pleasuring techniques. But, this time, it was the mistress who was smiling. Her new sex slave was not alone in being able to surprise a lover.
Amean’s tongue sloshed around in her mistress’s freely flowing pussy, delivering tasty mouthfuls of delectable cunt juice to her hungry oral orifice. At the same time, she was also slowly working her finger deeper and deeper into L’tirashin’s asshole. Amean had managed to get her digit in as far as the second knuckle and was not about to stop until her finger was probing deep within the Temptress’s ass.
It was while Amean was licking and sucking on her pussy that L’tirashin decided to give her sexually servile servant a surprise of her own. With the same adroitness exhibited by Amean, the Temptress silently slipped her agile tail between the elf’s shapely legs. Thanks to her centuries of libidinous experience, L’tirashin knew from instinct how to precisely position her extra appendage for the intrusion she wished to achieve. As the Night One felt the heat within her rising even higher, heralding the approach of what felt like an especially intense climax, L’tirashin flicked the tip of her tail through Amean’s wet slit and against her stiff clit.
To the demoness, her slave’s response was as immediate as it was predictable.
Amean’s surprise caused her to shove the remainder of her finger into L’tirashin’s asshole as her teeth bit down hard on her mistress’s clit. Amean was fearful of the violent reaction she fully expected for her clumsiness—but it never came.
Instead, L’tirashin was in a state of pure bliss. Perhaps she would add this one to her already considerable harem of love slaves. Amean was demonstrating that she had quite a bit of sexual talent and experience to her credit and it seemed such a shame to let it remain unappreciated and unenjoyed. To the demoness, it seemed as if many of her other “prisoners of love” had become a bit wearisome and boring.
Yes, the Temptress decided, as a wicked gleam came to her eyes. It’s been far too long since my harem has been as invigorating and exciting as it was. Perhaps now is precisely when things should change. And this one will make a good start on that change.
As another hot rush of heat raced through L’tirashin’s pussy, the demonic vixen let herself fall back onto her throne just as she felt her legs start to tremble a bit. On reflex, her wings spread wide behind her and gently cushioned her short fall and partially concealing the horrific chair from view. Not for a single moment did the demoness let her grip on Amean falter. As she half-sat/half-fell, she dragged her favorite new sex toy along with her, keeping her slave’s head locked against her cunt.
Being pulled forward by her mistress, Amean’s vaginal flower opened a bit further and was now mostly exposed to the penetration being perpetrated by L’tirashin’s tail. As soon as Amean’s knees touched the floor, she felt her pussy lips pushed open by the blunt end of her mistress’s tail. The sensation of that first moment caused Amean’s senses to swim wildly and her eyes rolled up in their sockets.
While the young elf had had a fair share of lovers in her life, none of them had ever thrilled her the way she was experiencing at that moment. The demoness’s tail looked and felt very much like a huge phallus but, unlike a normal cock, the Night One’s tail could flex up and down, left and right, touching places deep in Amean’s pussy never before reached by any other. It was even trying to push its way into her even deeper, past her cervix and up into her womb. The walls of Amean’s pussy were beginning to spasm and ripple as numerous small orgasms danced through her lithe body, leading up to what she was hoping to be the gut-wrenching climax she was longing for.
L’tirashin was feeling rather randy as Amean tongued her cunt but she also felt as if something was. . .missing. . .in the sex play going on. Gazing at the ceiling far above was all it took for the demoness to realize what that missing something was. She had nothing with which to occupy her own mouth and tongue. L’tirashin smiled an iniquitous smile.
“You!” she said, pointing at Simvanna. “Come here!”
From habit, Simvanna responded to the summons a heart beat before she was even aware she was doing so. There was no doubt in the elf’s mind as to why she was being called over; the Night One was wanting her to join in and make the two-some a three-some. While this distressed Simvanna some, refusing to take part would only invite the Temptress’s wrath. Silently, Simvanna quickly crossed the chamber to the throne.
L’tirashin was well aware of a great number of things about Simvanna aside from the intense hatred she harbored for the demoness. But the same thing could be said about all her slaves. Whether they were part of the household staff, common laborers in the fields, or workers in the mines, numerous magical items throughout the demoness’s stronghold—and beyond—kept her well informed of nearly everything going on, without being obvious or intrusive. It did surprise L’tirashin that the normally humiliating experience of the “cleansing bath” had had little to no effect in breaking Simvanna’s spirit, and likewise how the elf had managed to conceal that fact so well and for so long. But sooner or later, something in Simvanna would break. Either Simvanna’s strong will would ultimately wear away or the still prideful slave would openly defy her mistress. If it were the latter, L’tirashin knew she would have no other recourse than to. . .
But such thoughts were for a later time. Right then, it was L’tirashin’s wanton desires that needed to be satisfied, even if only for the moment.
As her sister had done, Simvanna hurriedly approached L’tirashin’s throne, her eyes steadily locked on the floor. She hesitated at the bottom of the steps for a moment before ascending. In the span of a few dozen fear-inspired heartbeats, Simvanna was at the top and standing beside the hideous chair, trying not to look the Night One in the eyes without her leave.
At the moment, L’tirashin was hardly concerned about such trivial formalities. What she wanted was to taste the sweet juices of another woman.
“Strip,” L’tirashin commanded. “Straddle my throne then lower yourself onto my face. I want to tongue your pussy. Now!”
The Tempress’s emphatic command made Simvanna move instantly. With haste, the elven slave got naked then gingerly placed her left hand and foot on the bone-crafted throne and held her breath. When nothing happened, she pulled herself up but was mindful not to step on her mistress’s wings. Simvanna placed a foot on both of the throne’s arms and steadied herself for a moment before lowering herself toward L’tirashin’s waiting mouth. Simvanna hesitated a moment when she came face to “face” with the skull mounted at the apex on the backrest of the throne, as well as being able to see those that comprised the wall. A shiver raced up Simvanna’s back. She was not only much closer to the gruesome seat than she ever had any intention on getting but she was actually touching it!
And what they were doing! To be having sex atop of what was more or less a mass grave felt so completely blasphemous that Simvanna was sure she would be spending her afterlife in some “special” place in the Ten Hells reserved for just such defilers. The mere thought twisted the knots in her stomach tighter. Simvanna had also opted to face away from her sister, as she was still having a difficult time with the image of Amean’s delicate flower being pummeled almost mercilessly. But, Simvanna did have to admit that it looked every bit as exciting as it was disturbing.
L’tirashin had very little patience for waiting when it came to matters involving her slaves. The demoness reached up, grabbed hold of her slave’s thighs and pulled her down onto her eager mouth. As her tongue swiped through Simvanna’s moistening slot for the first time, L’tirashin found herself in a forgiving mood and decided it had been well worth the momentary delay. As she knew they would, the elf’s juices had a delicate sweetness about them. It had been the dark sovereign’s experience that the love juices from dwarves, orks, and humans frequently had either a lightly tart or sour taste to them, but almost never an elf. L’tirashin considered that it was perhaps because of their reverence for, and close connection to, nature that could account for the phenomenon. Ultimately, she chose to just enjoy it as much and as often as she could, instead of needlessly pondering the matter.
On Tiaceor, humans were the inventive lovers, dwarves had delightful stamina, an ork could throw a mean fuck into a girl at the drop of a dagger, and elves could protract a single sexual encounter into lasting almost a full day. L’tirashin enjoyed them all. She even had a few unique love slaves for variety: a male and female centaur; a big, bull minotaur; and a beguiled, young sapphire blue dragon—for those times when she felt like being really, really naughty—were just some of those who rounded out her extensive harem quite nicely.
L’tirashin diddled her tongue rapidly against Simvanna’s clit, eliciting a moan of delight from her. The Night One’s own sounds of pleasure were muffled by her mouth being busy with Simvanna’s pussy, as were Amean’s with her mistress’s.
Amean had since switched tactics and was licking both L’tirashin’s cunt and anus; first one then the other, then across them both, making the Temptress gyrate, wiggle, and grind her pelvis against her tongue. For her part, Amean was thoroughly enjoying the fuck her mistress’s tail was giving her slick pussy. In and out it plunged, faster and faster with each stroke and feeling as if it was gaining the smallest fraction of an inch every time it invaded her inner regions.
Simvanna could hardly help what she was feeling as the amazing sensations being provided by L’tirashin’s highly skilled mouth and tongue flooded her senses, taking Simvanna to ever-higher plateaus of ecstasy. The elf cupped her small boobs, first massaging them then pinching her nipples until they were taut and pink and pointed straight out like tiny lances.
L’tirashin’s long, dark crimson lingua delved deep into Simvanna’s cleft, piercing her like a wet, flexible penis. From the way her orally captivated slave was beginning to ride her mouth, she knew it would only be a short time before she would be drinking down her sweet effusion. The Temptress smiled as her tongue continued to dart and swirl in and out of Simvanna’s cunt. As she had done with Amean, L’tirashin had a pleasant little surprise in store for Simvanna. The demoness’s little oral surprise always managed to take the breath away from her female lovers, as well as making them squirt all over her face.
Without a word, L’tirashin split her tongue in two as she held it just beyond the lips of Simvanna’s succulent pussy. As she plunged her now forked tongue forward, one of the two halves slipped back into Simvanna’s waiting snatch while the other started burrowing its way into her unsuspecting asshole.
Simvanna gasped loudly when the dual sensation crashed over her like a wave, making her raise up a tiny bit in surprise. Her eyes rolled up in their sockets as she let out a loud moan of delight. Never before had she experienced such a thrill! While her fear of the Night One had hardly diminished, Simvanna could scarcely deny the truth that her mistress knew how to lick pussy.
Amean was working her own tongue and finger very busily. At the same time, she was also thrusting her hips back harder and harder as L’tirashin’s tail slid in and out. In her mind, only two things mattered: orgasming on the Night One’s wonderful tail and supplying the best climax she could induce in her mistress.
The trio’s simultaneous cumming jolted through their bodies like crackling bolts of sexual lightning and their ecstatic screams sounded like a trio of wolvers raising their voices in tribute to Tiaceor’s moons.
Amean’s cunt juices were streaming down her thighs and the Temptress’s tail as the elf’s pussy convulsed and grabbed at the welcome intruder.
As L’tirashin came, her juices filled Amean’s mouth so full of her ebullition that it dribbled from the elf’s dainty chin as she tried valiantly to keep up with the flow.
Simvanna was sitting fully on L’tirashin’s face when thought that she was probably as close to suffocating L’tirashin as she would ever get ran through her mind. The willful elf smiled at the notion but kept on riding her mistress’s forked tongue, determined to force it inside her as deep as it could go, riding it as if it were a wriggling, double-headed cock. The sweltering heat of her orgasm hit her like a wizard’s fireball a moment later.
For a long while, the sexually replete trio just stayed where they were, quietly enjoying the afterglow between them. Previously fast-moving hands—and other things—now just caressed slowly and gently each other as light kisses were pressed against sex-flushed skin. As was usual, the demoness was the first to disengage herself from her lovers’ embrace.
“Mmmmm,” the demoness purred as she rose then offered her slaves her hands and helped them to their feet. “That was lovely.”
“Thank you, mistress,” the sisters said in unison.
“For providing me with such excellent sport, you may have the rest of the day to yourselves. But. . .” L’tirashin paused with a salacious smile on her lips. Seeing she held the rapt attention of her vassals, she went on. “Tonight, I desire the two of you to come to me again, in my private chambers, where we will explore as-of-yet untried avenues of pleasure.”
“As you command, my mistress,” Amean said with a genuine and exuberant smile. Despite the way they had been indoctrinated into slavery and being stripped so completely of everything (a divestment that still haunted her nightmares), perhaps many of the rumors Amean had heard about her mistress were either terrible exaggerations or outright lies. In the elf’s mind, she just could not see how someone who was supposed to be so wholly evil could understand the intricacies and nuances of love making as fully as the Night One. While the Temptress demanded absolute loyalty from all whome she commanded and ruled, it was no less than what she was due. Besides, there had to be some kind of order to obey and it was beginning to make less and less difference to Amean that it was the demoness who ruled over a part of the world.
Despite Amean’s enthusiasm, it was Simvanna’s silence that attracted L’tirashin’s notice even more. “What seems to be the matter, my slave?” L’tirashin asked as she placed her hands on Simvanna’s hips and lightly touched her forehead to the elf’s bald pate. Since L’tirashin stood as tall as a typical human male, this made her almost a full head taller than Simvanna. But the demoness may as well have been standing as tall as a tree before the elf. Simvanna could feel her fear beginning to re-assert itself and it was only because of her unbroken will that she was able to remain standing in the demoness’ presence.
A silent threat of death always hovered around L’tirashin like an invisible shroud. And even more so when she had taken a “special interest” in someone; much like the way she had with Simvanna.
“Weren’t you enjoying yourself just now, my sweet? Hmmmm?” L’tirashin delighted in watching the panic build in her slave’s eyes. She knew Simvanna reviled her very presence on this world and would gladly see the demoness destroyed if she could. Breaking the spirit of this one will be quite an excellent challenge, L’tirashin mused, and one I look forward to.
The strong-willed elf felt herself drawing inexorably closer to taking flight from the demoness but Simvanna knew she would never get very far. Even if L’tirashin let her run, she would probably be stopped in her tracks by the first magical or mundane trap she came encountered. Simvanna’s only two choices then would be either recapture or death. There was also the question of what would happen to Amean; the Temptress may choose to vent her rage on her sister, something the prideful elf would never forgive herself for allowing to happen. No, the near to despairing Simvanna thought, It would be wiser to remain. . .for now.
Just as Simvanna opened her mouth a little to respond, L’tirashin lifted Simvanna’s chin and forced a deep kiss on her flustered slave. As their tongues caressed each other, the demoness could feel her vassal tense up for the briefest moment before compelling herself to relax and “enjoy” the embrace. After a long, lingering kiss, L’tirashin released her.
“There,” the Temptress said with a satisfied smile. “Perhaps that will help you to make up your mind about joining your sister and I later.” With the same abruptness a change in the wind, so too did L’tirashin’s voice and manner. “Now, go!” she commanded the pair in an icy tone, as she dismissed them with a grandiose flourish of her hand. “I have matters of far greater importance to attend to than the likes of you.”
As the sisters bent to gather their cast-off dresses and take leave of their mistress, a gnarled, man-sized staff floated down from somewhere near the throne room’s dark and unlit ceiling and drifted silently into L’tirashin’s raised hand. In the blink of an eye, the demoness’s nudity was at least partially concealed by a tattered, blood red camisole that had been cut-off just below L’tirashin’s breasts. A matching loincloth did its best to conceal the Night One’s hairy bush but without much success. As Amean and Simvanna quickly made their way down the dais stairs and out of the chamber, L’tirashin addressed her remaining slaves.
“The rest of you are dismissed as well. You may return to finish up your chores, as well as the ones of those two, after evening fast.” Without uttering a word, the Night One’s slaves obeyed and vacated the room.
L’tirashin assumed her throne again but waited a long while before doing anything other than that, lest a prying eye or ear glean even the tiniest tidbit of knowledge that would be best left unknown—at least for the time being.
While she sat, L’tirashin took some time for contemplation. Her plans to bring this magic-rich world to heel under the control of her and her demonic brethren were moving ahead faster than she had dared dream. Within a century, Tiaceor would become a little pocket of the Abyss in the mortal realm!
But then, why was she feeling less than elated with her victories thus far? Even after all she had managed to accomplish, both on this world and back in the Everdark, why was she feeling so. . .alone? It was as if there was a permanent hole in her dark spirit that no amount of sex, power, or magic could ever fill.
Of course, she knew why.
And that emptiness would always remain.
It had been so long ago for her that it often seemed more like a life stolen from someone else rather then her own. Millennia ago, L’tirashin Jaduor: succubus; demon; War Mistress of the Doom Legions of Woeful Iscandar; and ruler of the nation of Demnos; had known true love. For the briefest moment, the Night One felt herself on the very edge of tears, something that had not happened since. . .
Enough!!! L’tirashin scolded herself. Remember: he betrayed you!!!
The Temptress straightened herself on her regal seat, regaining the composure she had almost lost. That life was ancient history on a world that no longer existed; an event she herself had witnessed. All that mattered was. . .now! And the future and her place in it. It was time for her to review her plans and. . .strike!!
As she lifted her enchanted staff, it glowed with a deep blue aura of power, streaked through with veins of scarlet. A moment later, all five of the audience chamber’s thirty-foot high doors slammed shut with deafening bangs and a like number of arm-sized keys turned themselves in their equally huge locks. L’tirashin then waved her magicked stave at the huge windows to her right. Rock suddenly materialized and sealed the openings from which she had enjoyed her earlier view of Xyn. Once assured of her desired privacy, L’tirashin finally summoned what she knew demanded such secrecy.
“Noakcha eeina shaamshi!” the Temptress commanded in the language of magic. The effect was immediate and breathtaking. In the middle of the vast chamber a lucent, ghostly image of the world of Tiaceor appeared. Each nation was represented by a different color and that country’s capitol was displayed as a shining blue-white star. Amid the brightly colored hues, only one nation, a whole continent was shown in black: Eleasheua. Demnos. L’tirashin studied the phantom planet as it hung silently in mid-air, slowly turning on its axis.
Yes. Far more important things to do, indeed.

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The Wrath of Gaia pt 4

Well I think apologies are first on my to do list on this everlasting night. I would like to apologize to all of you for going against my word on posting a part every two days. I spent sunday night in the hospital after a mild car accident and missed my chance to write up part 4. A man can only be judged by his words and his actions and I don’t intend to let my actions betray my words. So I plan on getting back into the story and will try to continue posting them. Enjoy

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A freaky step daughter #2

After the shower we headed off to her bedroom. Once inside we began to kiss passionately. As I slowly laid her on her bed. I started kissing my way down her neck to the top of her chest. I then came to the left breast the nipple was sticking out so invitingly I instantly sucked it into my mouth. Sue let out a soft moan as I nibbled. I then slipped my hand down and across the opening of her love tunnel I could feel the heat escaping. I then took my other hand and squeezed her right tit. Just as I bit harder I shoved 2 fingers into her cunt. She squealed, grabbed my head and pulled my face into her tit harder then started humping my hand with her pussy. After a while of this I raised my face from her nice round tit and started licking my way lower. As I reached her naval with my tongue I inserted a third finger inside her pussy. Her love juice was running down my fingers and hand. When my thumb touched her clit she inhaled loudly and clamped her legs around my hand. Sue had just had a orgasm. She was now screaming and fucking my hand for all she was worth. Just as she was relaxing I lowered myself down and then realized how nice her pussy looked it was clean shaven except for a half inch wide trail running to her crack. I then took her clit into my mouth with a giant slurping sound. Sue was coming again. I could now feel her juice flowing into my mouth. As I tasted it I then remembered that I had just filled it with my man cum. This is the first time I have tasted my own cum. Mixed with the juices flowing from her cunt it was a great taste, kind of salty yet sweet. As Sue’s orgasm was subsiding she released my head from the tight squeeze of her legs. I lifted my face and looked her in the eyes. Her eyes was glazed over. Then Sue said Dad get up here and get on your back its your turn.
As soon as I was back up next to her we started kissing again. She then pushed me onto my back and slid down to my cock. I looked down and seen a bunch of pre cum running down my shaft. Sue also seen this and stuck out her tongue and licked it. After she had it all licked up she then started twirling her tongue around my cock head. I could feel her hot breath on it. Sue then stuck my cock into her hot wet mouth. I was in heaven as she started lowering her mouth onto me. She then started bobbing up and down on my shaft. Every time letting it slip farther into her throat after a few strokes she had it all buried to my balls inside her throat. She would hold it there and start humming. It felt like a million little fingers tickling the shaft of my dick. Sue then took her hand and started squeezing my balls. In short order I was feeling the tightening in my nuts Sue must have also felt this because she took her free hand and inserted a finger up my ass. When she did this I started blowing my load inside her mouth. The more I blew the harder she sucked. Just as I thought I was done she deep throated it again and hummed I was shooting again. I don’t think I have ever cum that much but Sue never missed a drop. After she was done milking me and licking me clean she came back up and we started kissing again. The taste from her tongue was slick and salty. Sue then looked me in the face and said next time we are alone I will show you why I like the snake.
It was now around 10:45pm so I knew my wife Sharon would be home around 11. I jumped in the shower again to wash all the leftovers from a few minutes ago. I waited on Sharon to get home, while I waited I let my mind wonder and it went straight to the thought of Brutis fucking Sue’s tight asshole. So then I had a idea Sharon loves anal sex. So if I could get her all hot and worked up then take her to the backyard and get her started riding my cock she just might not fight Brutis off if he mounted her.
At 11:15 Sharon walked in and sat down on the couch beside me and gave me a kiss. I reached down and picked her feet up onto my lap. I removed her shoes and socks then began rubbing her feet and calves. Sharon just laid back and relaxed. After a few minutes of this I started rubbing higher until I reached her crotch. Sharon looked at me and said horny are we? I told her she knows she always makes me horny. Sharon said I have had a long day I need to shower and get into something more comfortable. With that she bent forward gave me a long passionate kiss then stood and headed for the shower. After about 20 minutes she reappeared in a tee-shirt and cotton shorts.
Sharon come back and sat down beside me again and we started kissing and rubbing each other. I then removed the shirt and started sucking on her rock hard nipples. Sharon has 36d tits with areolas the size of half dollars then setting on the areolas are nipples about the size of a grape. They are still fairly firm and proud even after having 2 kids. While I sucked on 1 nipple I tweaked the other with my fingers. I took my mouth and hands from her tits then eased her back and started removing her shorts. As I started pulling the shorts down her beautiful bush started coming into sight. Sharon keeps a full bush that is neatly trimmed. She then waxes from the top of her slit on down, she says that’s so I don’t get any hair in my pie. I took the shorts off and dropped them on the floor with 1 motion. I instantly dropped my face to her love hole. At first I just licked all around the entrance making her wait for the prize she knew she would get. As I licked I got closer and closer till I just touched her crack. Sharon let out a soft moan and reached down and rubbed my hair with 1 hand as she started rubbing a nipple with the other hand. I could see the wetness starting to form in her opening. I reached out with my tongue and licked her sweet nectar. I then spread her gash open and buried my tongue as far as I could inside her hot oozing pussy. After a moment of this I let my tongue drift up and against her clit. Again a moan but this time it was louder and deeper. She was now pulling my hair forcing my face into her cunt harder and deeper. Sharon started humping at my face as her first orgasm started rocking through her body. As her hot gooey juice started running out of her pussy and down my face. I reached up and inserted 2 fingers inside her pussy under my chin. I fingered her for a while then pulled them out. Now that my fingers was slick from her cunt I started rubbing her asshole with them. Sharon started pushing her ass back at my fingers. With all her cum and juice running down the crack of her ass there was plenty of lube. So I started pushing 1 finger at the tight little pucker of her ass. Between me pushing and her shoving her ass at my finger it went all the way in at one go. I started making circles with the finger after a minute of that I inserted another finger in. Now I had her asshole opened her love juice was flowing into her anus making her that much more lubricated. Then she started to cum again this one stronger than the last. After she had came down from that I removed my face and fingers from her body. I sat up and said I think you are ready for the fuck of your life. Sharon said you know I am big boy get up here and fuck my brains out. I then said hey I have a idea lets go out and fuck in the backyard under the stars like we used to do. She said lets go. We stood up. I undressed and we headed out the back door.
In the yard we embraced her tongue exploring my mouth, Sharon has always loved kissing after I go down on her. After a few seconds of this I got down on the ground on my back and said its all your baby ride away. She didn’t need any more prodding. She stepped over me dropped down across my cock. She grabbed it, aimed it and sat down on it imbedding it to the hilt.
She then started rocking back and forth nice and slow. After a short time of this I seen Brutis starting to come this way. I reached up and grabbed Sharon by the shoulders pulled her down and started kissing her deeply. I was excited waiting for her startle when Brutis’s cold wet nose touched her ass. I almost couldn’t contain myself in anticipation it seamed like forever. Then all at once Sharon yanked her head up and swung around as if someone had just stabbed her. She told Brutis to get the fuck away from my ass. I then said Sharon let him lick it what could that hurt? She was very hesitant but finally leaned forward to give Brutis a clear shot at her asshole. Just like a trained animal he came back and started sniffing and then licking her asshole. At first she didn’t seam to like it but either I moved just right or he hit something just right because she took a deep breath and I could feel her body relax. Now that she was liking the licking she went back to fucking me with long hard strokes. I could tell she was getting ready to cum again and I hoped that would be when Brutis tried to mount her because she wouldn’t be able to resist. Just on cue as Sharon started breathing deeper and groaning Brutis jumped up on her back. She started to fight him but her orgasm froze her and that was all the time he needed. After a few wild strokes and misses he hit his mark. As his doggy cock started in her brown eye she climaxed again. She was screaming some in pain but mostly in ecstasy. She then started to fuck me harder than I have ever been fucked it was like she was going to tear my cock off at the base. Then I could feel Brutis’s knot starting into her asshole. Sharon stopped moving and took a deep breath and just held it for what seemed 2 minutes. As she exhaled and totally relaxed brutis’s knot locked in. Sharon then started cumming non stop. She was back to trying to tear my cock off with her pussy. I knew I couldn’t last much longer my balls started to tighten up and I could feel the rush of sperm running up the length of my cock. When the first shot hit her insides she came again. Just then Brutis let out a moaning yelp and just stopped moving. Then I could feel his cum filling her asshole as the membrane between it and her pussy started to smash down on the head of my dick more. Then I could feel it running out her pussy and down my balls into the crack of my ass. Sharon was still cumming like a geyser. After a minute Brutis pulled his cock from Sharon’s cum filled ass with a loud plop. And what seemed like a gallon of doggy cum ran out and covered my shriveling cock and nuts. When we had finally came down back to realization we got up and headed for the shower. In the shower I washed my wife’s abused body. After the shower we went to bed then Sharon asked me what just happened? I told her that we just found a new sex toy. We both laughed and went to sleep.

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Traci’s Abduction and Rape 5

The next morning following their abduction and rape. Traci and her daughter Tammy wake up in bondage to face another day of pain, pleasure , torture, rape and dog fucking.

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Harry Potter and the Legacy of Hogwarts – Part 8 – The League

Disclaimer: This story does not reflect the actual Harry Potter series, its author, characters or book and movie franchises. This story has not been sold or created for profit.
Story Codes: mf, mf, mf, mmf, cream pie, exhib, inc, hand job, hp, grope, magic, oral, unif, voy
Harry Potter: Harry Potter And The Legacy Of Hogwarts Part 8 – The League
by Avatrek ([email protected])
Hermione’s first day of class at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry in 1976 had begun a little less than optimal. For her entire academic life, Hermione had always been at the top of her class, the best student, and ever the teacher’s pet. After being thrown back in time to a seemingly unrecognizable Hogwarts and very liberal culture, she was inadequately prepared for the truths of 1976 Hogwarts. The school was obsessed with sex, demeaning women with ridiculously revealing school uniforms, with not a single person concerned about the inequalities. Since arriving back in 1976, Hermione had been groped, fingered, spanked, stripped, and even had had her tight juicy little teenage ass cummed on by one of her best friends. But to the dismay of her better senses, Hermione had started to like it! Her inhibitions had been slowly decaying after her arrival back in time, but after being dosed against her will by her arch enemy, Draco Malfoy, she was having a very difficult time controlling her more carnal urges. The worst part of the entire experience was the fact that she couldn’t help but have a certain attraction to Malfoy, which was a definite side effect of the potion Malfoy had slipped her. Her first day’s classes had been dreadfully long, unfair, but not all together uninteresting. Although most of her classes other than Potions had been fairly normal, her Muggle Studies lesson with a younger version of Ron’s father had been quite the experience for Hermione. Now that the day was finally coming to an end however, Hermione was hard at work coming up with an antidote to the potion Malfoy had slipped in order to counter the more aggressive of her symptoms.
“Fuck Hermione! That was fucking hot today in Muggle Studies!” Harry told her, throwing down his backpack on the table beside her in the Slytherin common room. “I’ve never seen you like that!” Harry said, both quite delighted and overjoyed at the thought of Hermione becoming a slut. As Hermione tried to find an antidote for Malfoy’s potion in her Potions textbook, she tried to ignore both Harry’s praise and his looks at her ample cleavage. She had a strange urge to reach under the table and see how hard she was making him, but somehow controlled herself and redoubled her efforts at finding a cure for her present inhibited state.
“Malfoy dosed me with something at lunch. I couldn’t control myself.” She complained feeling another twinge of longing to slip beneath the table and suck on Harry’s hard cock. “Fuck! I can barely think right now!”
“I know something that could help set your mind right Hermione”. Harry said with a smirk as he moved his hand to Hermione’s inner thigh and ran it slowly up towards her moist pussy.
“Harry! I thought you at least wouldn’t take advantage of me while I’m in this state!” Hermione shouted at him, slapping his hand away, even though in reality, she had wanted his hand to slip underneath her tight little black and green thong and rub her wet fucking pussy.
“Okay okay Hermione! You don’t need to get violent! I’m just trying to help you fit in”. Harry replied, clearly thinking Hermione should definitely let out her inner slut.
“I know exactly what you want to fit in me, but my pussy is off limits for everyone!” Hermione responded, thinking all the while how fucking hot it would be to have Harry slam the full length of his hard cock into her tight teenage twat.
“There are other places other than your pussy that I can fit in, and I’m certain you’d like it”. Harry told her, thinking about how sweet it would be to see one of his best friends on her knees in front of him, sucking him off. “Besides, you probably should get some practice in before trials tonight anyways”.
“What do you mean? Quidditch team trials?” Hermione replied, utterly confused as Harry stood up from the table and gave her a knowing smirk.
“You’ll find out in a few minutes. I’m sure you’ll be team captain!” Harry said, being as cryptic as possible as he stole one final glance at her cleavage.
‘Weird’, Hermione thought as she folded up her Potions book and decided it was a lost cause for the night and thinking a long restful sleep would do her good for the next day of classes. Just as she reached the Slytherin girls dormitories stairs however, she heard a bell sound and the magnified voice of Professor Slughorn cut through the silence of the dungeon common room.
“All students third year and above, please report to the common room for start of the year trials”. Boomed Slughorn’s voice. A rush of people came down both of the dormitory stairs and adjoining rooms to converge on the common room and Hermione had no choice but to follow. In the throng of students gathering about the massive-bellied Slughorn, Hermione was groped and fondled several times. One third year boy even had the audacity to lift up Hermione’s skirt and pull down her thong. Everyone in the crowd of students got an amazing view of Hermione’s tight young ass and pussy before she was able to pull her skirt back down.
“Get back here you little fucking perv!” She shouted, but to no avail as he darted through the crowd with her slightly damp little thong, chuckling as he did so.
“Don’t worry you little Mudblood slut, you won’t need those in a minute”. Malfoy whispered in her ear as he slid his hand underneath her skirt and slid one of his fingers into her wet pussy.
“Unnnnnnhhh”. Hermione moaned, unable to help herself as Malfoy took advantage of her again. Although she knew it was wrong and that she should fight back, a strange feeling of bliss overcame her and all she wanted to do was replace Malfoy’s little finger for his big hard cock.
“Fuck your wet slut!” Malfoy moaned in her ear as he slid his finger in and out of her pussy while the crowd around them shifted their gaze to the oversized figure of Professor Horace Slughorn.
“For the last 49 years, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry has partaken in one of the schools most popular sporting competition. This competition is the foundation for friendly competitiveness and rivalry, as well as a way to strengthen schoolmate bonds. For all newcomers, the 1976-1977 Suck-Off Season will be one of the most memorable!” Slughorn boomed, clearly excited for trials to begin.
“What? Unghhh!” Hermione moaned as Malfoy inserted a second finger into her wet slit.
“You hear him slut! The Suck-Off League used to be the most popular sporting even at Hogwarts until a kid died from over-stimulation in the 80’s and it was cancelled”. Malfoy whispered to her as a few cheers could be heard from the students eager for the season to begin.
“So the trials are to see what girls make the team? How many? And what if I don’t want to particip– Mmmm FUCK! That feels good!” Hermione moaned as she came on Malfoy’s fingers.
“Hahaha! I knew you’d like being my whore!” Malfoy said with a smile as he licked his sticky fingers and enjoyed Hermione’s flavour. “The Suck-Off League involves all the houses, but these are only trials for the Slytherin team. Each team is made up of the five best cock sucking girls in each house, with team members being as young as 13. Every girl from third year and above has to compete for their house team. It’s mandatory slut, so enjoy!” Malfoy finished, licking his fingers clean and smacking her one time one the ass before Slughorn continued.
“Because this will be the 50th year of the league, it is of utmost importance that Slytherin break the Gryffindor three year hold on Fellatio Cup! Lily Evans trains nearly every day and as Captain of the Gryffindor team, she will surely be our stiffest competition!” Slughorn announced, clearly wanting to beat Gryffindor’s stranglehold on the Suck-Off Cup and but also proud of Lily Evans, as a member of the Slug Club.
Hermione looked over at Harry and saw a small smile playing at the corner of this lips and a look of pride in his eyes.
“So… I will need all of the female students up front on the stage and ready to show some Slytherin pride and skill!” Slughorn stepped off the stage and ushered all the Slytherin girls on the stage for all to see.
“Hurry up Mudblood! It’s your time to shine for Slytherin House!” Malfoy laughed, smacking on her bare ass one more time.
Hermione slowly made her way onto the stage and took her position among the many Slytherin girls, aging from 13 to 18 years of age. Although not altogether pleased to find herself in her current predicament, she was pleased to see that she was definitely the hottest girl there. There were only 5 or 6 that were even on the same level, which made Hermione feel just a bit proud.
“Okay ladies! Take off your shirts and skirts and get on those knees for trials!” Slughorn announced, obviously overjoyed at getting to look at so much prime teenage pussy. “Excellent! Very nice indeed Miss Stranger! There was no need to remove your panties but I doubt many of the lads or myself can complain!” Slughorn commented, to a chorus of catcalls and whistles.
Hermione blushed as she finished removing her top and took another glance sideways to evaluate her competition. Hermione’s mind was flustered with some very in appropriate thoughts as she tried to imagine what was about to take place. There were a few fourth, fifth and sixth years that had bodies nearly as outstanding as her own and one third year whose breasts had already developed nicely for her age and was very beautiful.
“Now I need the men to line up, one in front of each of the ladies and drop those trousers!” Slughorn stated, as a rush of boys pushed and shoved for a few select girls, none more than for Hermione herself. “Settle down lads, everyone will get have the pleasure of enjoying five separate ladies. That’s why we have these handy little Replenishment Potions”. Slughorn told the squabbling boys, pulling out a large case of vials filled with a bright blue potion. After everyone settled down and took their place in front of each girl, Slughorn continued.
Hermione could barely believe her ears as she realized that she’d have to suck off 5 boys in succession. For her first boy, Hermione had ended up with a young third year, who looked too young for what was about to happen.
“Now for those new to the Suck-Off League trials, each girl will have to suck-off a total of five lads. A stop-watch will be kept to keep track of how much time it takes for each lady to suck off each lad. At the end of the trials the five best combined times will make up our new team for the 1976 Suck-Off League! On my mark… Begin!” Slughorn shouted as the boys stepped forward and each girl took their hardening cocks in and and started feverishly sucking them off for their white gold.
Hermione was still in a state of shock as the boy in front of her stepped forward and presented her with his four inch hard cock. Hermione was overcome with a sudden desire to grab hold of it and suck him off as fast as possible. The effects of Malfoy’s potion finally overcame her resilient inhibitions and she grabbed hold of the boy’s cock and took the whole 4 inches in her mouth at once. Before she could even draw him back out again, she felt a warm and salty, but very tasty splash hit the back of her throat and fill her mouth.
“Unghhhh!” The boy moaned, cumming down the gorgeous brunettes throat as he took in Hermione’s perfect body. Her young pert breasts, small rosy pink nipples, fantastic heart-shaped ass and tight little teenage pussy with a small strip of brown pubic hair had set him of immediately.
“Mmmmm!” Hermione moaned as she quickly licked him clean and drew out is softening cock just, beating all other girls in the first round, which took 5 more minutes before all the boys had spent their loads. Hermione’s hand slowly move down towards her soaking wet pussy as she enjoyed the show and waited. Harry, Malfoy and Snape were all next to each other, with each of them cumming after only a couple minutes. Malfoy had pulled out at the last minute and had cum all over the the fourth year girl’s face that was sucking him off. Hermione couldn’t wait for the next load of hot cum as the each of the boys drank a vial of the Replenishment Potion and moved to the next girl in line.
“Fuck you’re one hot slut!” Exclaimed Hermione’s next Slytherin boy. A burly 7th year who was hairy and smelled a little rank for Hermione’s taste, but she was much too horny to care. “A little horny are we baby?” The smelly seventh year said, looking down at Hermione’s fingers moving in and out of tight little pussy.
“Horny for a load your hot cum baby!” Hermione replied without even thinking, realizing only after how sexually depraved she sounded. Hermione loved it! The second round started as suddenly as the first. The seventh year’s cock was a little larger than the third year’s and still glistening with saliva from the previous blowjob. Hermione dived right in, taking in almost the entire five and a half inches immediately. She heard the seventh year shutter slightly as Hermione started sliding her mouth back and forth over his hard cock. The seventh year was lasting a little longer than the first but Hermione could already hear the boy’s laboured breathing and feel his shaft swelling ever so slightly. Reaching down the seventh year squeezed her nipples just as he spent his full and ample load down Hermione’s throat.
“Mmmmm!” Hermione moaned as she swallowed ever last ounce of the seventh year’s hot cum. “Fuck it tastes so good!” Hermione said, sucking out ever drop before finishing. Again Hermione was the first to finish. The seventh year boy was thoroughly satisfied as Hermione continued to lick his shaft clean.
“Fuck that feels amazing, slut! You’re the fucking best!” He groaned as Hermione finished up and waited eagerly for the next boy.
Looking next to her, she realized that she’d have the fortune of sucking Snape, Harry, and last but definitely not least, Malfoy. Hermione licked her lips eagerly as the seventh year fondled her breasts awkwardly and waited for the last girl to finish up.
“I’m glad I’ll have the pleasure of having you suck me off!” Snape said, as he exploded all over the face of the girl sucking him off. She tried to catch as much of cum as she could but she ended up getting covered in it.
“The pleasure will be all mine!” Hermione moaned, fingering her pussy even harder in anticipation. Each boy drank another vial of the Replenishment Potion and stepped up to their next girl.
Snape barely had time to step up to Hermione or for Slughorn to tell them to begin before Hermione had Snape’s entire 6 inches down her throat.
“Fuck your good!” Groaned Snape, doing his best to hold on but only lasting a few more seconds than the seventh year before had. Snape was going to explode down her throat like the two before had but Hermione quickly pulled her mouth of his cock and stroked it hard and fast, pointing at her pretty little face.
“Cum all over my fucking face Severus!” Hermione urged him on, smiling up at him as his cock stiffened even further in her hand and Snape let out a moan of pleasure, firing off six sizeable loads onto her still smiling face. Hermione licked her lips, sucked the rest of Snape’s cum out of his deflating cock.
“You’re even hotter with my cum all over your face!” Snape said looking pleased while admiring his handiwork.
“Next everyone!” Slughorn’s voice boomed a couple of minutes later.
“Looking good Hermione! You’re fitting in great, and I really like your new look!” Harry told her earnestly, looking down at her cum splattered face as he drank another vial. “I’m sure you’ll be the best Hermione. You always are!”
“Thanks Harry! Now get over her and let me taste that big hard cock!” She said as a matter of fact, as she took hold of his stiffening cock and the fourth round began. Hermione did her best to deep throat her good friend, and eventually with the help of Harry grabbing the back of her head and slamming his hips forward, she was able go balls deep on him.
“I’m not going to last much longer Hermione! You’re just too fucking good! Where do you want me to cum baby?” Harry asked as he felt his impending end coming on.
“On my tits Harry! All over my fucking tits!” Hermione replied in between deep throating him. Hermione got her wish as Harry pulled out at the last second and fired stream after stream of his hot cum all over her perfect little tits and rosy little nipples.
“Unghhh! Hermione fuck yes!” He groaned in pleasure as his last stream of hot cum ran down between her cleavage. “I wanna fuck you so bad baby!” Harry groaned looking down at her wet pussy and imagining his cock sliding in and out of her.
“Maybe next time stud!” Hermione teased as she cleaned Harry off and looked over at Malfoy finishing up on the face of the girl beside her. “Mmmm, I can’t wait for that!” She muttered out loud as she imagined deep throating Malfoy and tasting his salty cum on her tongue.
“Seriously Hermione? I know you have to suck him off but you shouldn’t enjoy it! He’s our fucking enemy!” He exclaimed as Slughorn told all the boys to drink another vial and move on.
“Ready for my cock Mudblood? I know how much you want it!” Malfoy said, looking down at the cum covered Hermione with a smirk on his face.
“Fuck yes I have! Fuck it’ll taste so good Draco!” Hermione replied, so eager to suck off her arch enemy.
“You look good on your knees and covered in cum. That’s where you belong whore!” Malfoy said as the final round started and Hermione quickly grabbed his hard 8 inch shaft and took it into her mouth. Hermione didn’t care what Malfoy was saying. All she cared about was tasting his cock and making him cum for her.
“Fuck!” Hermione heard Harry shout a few seconds later. She looked over next to her to see him explode all over the face of the pretty 13 year old.
“Deeper slut!” Malfoy moaned as Hermione increased her pace, and took in more of Malfoy’s cock, trying her hardest to get him to cum so as not to be shamed by the 13 year old beside her. “That’s it baby! Take the whole fucking thing!” Malfoy shouted a few seconds later. Unable to take it any longer, Malfoy quickly pulled out of her hot wet mouth and made her turn around and get on her hands and knees. With her ass and pussy fully exposed, Hermione thought that Malfoy intended to fuck her before cumming. Instead he stroked his long hard cock a few more times and moaned out in relief. “Fuckkkkkk! Take it!” He shouted firing 8 big hot loads of his sticky cum across her ass cheeks and dripping wet pussy.
“Mmmmmm! It feels so good Draco! Fuck I want you inside me though!” Hermione moaned as Malfoy took hold of her hips and slid his still erect cock in between her cum covered ass cheeks. Without saying a word, Malfoy continued to slide his cock back and forth in between her ass cheeks, staying fully hard the whole time. Panting and getting ready to cum again after only a couple of minutes, Malfoy moved the tip of his cock to Hermione’s moist slit.
“Maybe you’ll get your wish Mudblood! Unghhhhh!” He groaned for a second time, slipping the head of his cock just inside Hermione’s tight little pussy and filling her up with his hot sticky cum!
“Fuckkkk! You’re cum feels so good inside me!” She shouted, nearly passing out as she came from the sensation of being filled with Malfoy’s hot cum.
“And that’s it lads and ladies!” Shouted Slughorn as the last boy came down a sixth year’s throat. Slughorn admired the mess and cum covered girls all around him before tallying up the times. The girls quickly cleaned themselves up as Slughorn did his calculations. Hermione did the same but stayed on her knees to clean up Malfoy’s cock.
“And the team Captain will be…. Hermione Stranger!” Slughorn said. Hermione got cheers from all the boys as she finally stood up and took a naked bow. Slughorn named off the other 4 girls, which included the pretty 13 year old, a fifth year and two seventh year girls.
“You’ll make a great cock sucker, slut! Malfoy shouted at her as Harry stomped away looking a little miffed.
Hermione’s day had turned from on of the worst to one of the best in a few short hours. It only took a little potion and a little less inhibition, but Hermione was starting to really like the Hogwarts of 1976!

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