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Hot Shower Stories Pt. 2

Its not my second time with (yes, the same girl) but it is my second favorite. my first story posted WAS my first time, but these stories from now on arent in time lined order, just from my favorite times to my least favorite. enjoy and again, i will take any brutal negative (or positive) comments thrown my way 🙂

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I Love Lucy

Jim meets the girl of his dreams. It is love at first site. He thinks everything about her is perfect until he learns a deep dark secret about her.

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Making of a college slut

This is a mostly true story about how my sister became almost as much of a slut as me. There are a couple parts that are embelished, but the majority of the story is true.

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Widow Aunt and I experience BDSM

Aunt Sheen is your typical strict Muslim MILF. She is short, thick and dark. Her voluptuous assets are normally hidden underneath loose-fitting Burqa however she lets out more than her D-cup boobs and 50-inch ass when she is alone with me. Let me tell you about the time my slutty and horny aunt introduced me to the wonders of BDSM properly for the first time.

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Widow Aunt and I experience BDSM

Aunt Sheen is your typical strict Muslim MILF. She is short, thick and dark. Her voluptuous assets are normally hidden underneath loose-fitting Burqa however she lets out more than her D-cup boobs and 50-inch ass when she is alone with me. Let me tell you about the time my slutty and horny aunt introduced me to the wonders of BDSM properly for the first time.

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Diary of a Whore: 8/26/09

Things are a little trickier now that school is back in session. I don’t have the extra time in the morning like I used to, and that means our little Thursday morning playtime is greatly abbreviated. I wish we could just change the office schedule so that no one came in until 10:30. Half the staff does, but the receptionist starts at 8:30, and I can’t get here any earlier than 7:55, so that just doesn’t leave much time for the good stuff.
Not that M would be deterred by a little thing like lack of time. It is a shame though, because last week when I was able to arrive at work by 7:20, well, that gave us ample time for playing. I’m getting wet sitting here just thinking about it:
As usual, first thing in the morning, I wasn’t feeling in the good, submissive mood I love so much. M had instructed me to wait in the corner of the conference room, minus bra and panties. As I stood there, really not feeling at all contrite like I was supposed to be, and not kneeling like I probably should have been, I watched as a nightmare of traffic clogged the intersection three stories below. There was a big one-day motivational convention in our modest downtown, and not surprisingly, the city had not planned at all for the horrendous surge of morning traffic. 7:30 am and it was totally gridlocked. M came into the conference room, and I think I made some offhand comment about it being one of “those” mornings (M, being well acquainted with my moods by now knew this meant I was not exactly in the mood for shenanigans yet).
M came up behind me, and started feeling up my tits, bare underneath my light wrap dress. I moaned as he centered on my nipples, tweaking them gently at first, then with more aggression. I began grinding my ass into him, and could feel his hard cock eagerly wanting to be released from its confines. Still standing in the window, M opened the blinds all the way, and opened the top of my dress, completely exposing my huge tits to any driver who happened to look up. My pussy got wet as I imagined all of them witnessing me getting my nipples fondled and pinched. I swear one business guy in a white car was looking, and SEEING everything that was happening. Since traffic was so awful, he sat there in the same spot for at least 4 minutes, getting an eyeful.
“You like this, don’t you?” M growled softly into my ear.
Another moan escaped my lips. “Yes, sir. Thank you,” I replied. Absolutely no problem feeling like a wanton whore now.
“Everyone down there can see what a whore you are.” He stated. My pussy was dripping. He pinched my nipples hard, pulling them back toward him. I moaned again. He let them go, and lightly slapped first one, then the other.
After a few more minutes of tit play, he moved me from the window, and bent me over the conference room table.
“Do you want me to fuck you?” he asked.
“Oh, god! Yes, please, sir”
“Suck my cock and get it nice and hard,” he ordered. I got busy sucking on his perfect cock, licking the shaft from base to tip, taking it deep in my throat, then sucking like my life depended on it.
He backed up a step, and I strained to keep my lips around his cock, not wanting it out, but also desperately wanting to feel it in my pussy. He took another step back and his stiff member reluctantly left my warm mouth with a small “pop.”.
M walked around behind me, and without preamble, shoved his cock deep into my wet hole. Often my first thought at that moment is “This is my purpose. I live for this,” and today was no exception. He fucked me hard and fast, then slowed it down, teasing me. He knows I like to feel his cock as deep inside my cunt as he can possibly thrust it.
“Are you ready to suck me off, whore?” he asked after a few more minutes.
“Oh please, sir, please fuck me hard again. I want to feel your cock deep inside my pussy. Please, sir,” I begged. It sounds corny, or like something from a bad porn script, but anyone who’s been there knows. M obliged.
The whole window scenario had brought things to a new level. I had found something else that turned me on like a light switch.
“Sir?” I ventured “Will you please move the chair to the window, and fuck me some more? Will you please let me suck you off in front of everyone, and let them watch you shoot your cum on my face?”
The chair was moved, and I was positioned on my knees, hands on the armrests, tits bouncing over the back of the chair as M’s cock pounded my pussy again. The thought of having spectators was doing a number on him as well. It didn’t take long before he pulled out, came around to the side of the chair, and ordered me to suck him off. When he came on my face, I obediently took the first couple shots, them hurried to catch the rest in my mouth, licking his cock clean.
“thank you, sir,”
*sigh*
Replaying that scene in my head brought me to many orgasms this past week, lying in bed alone late at night.
M never was one to lack creativity, though, so I should have known he would find a way to make this week’s adventure fun, even if we didn’t have the luxury of time.
His email came this afternoon:
“No time for small talk tomorrow. These are your instructions: After you leave the house, pull over, remove your panties, and shove a dildo into your pussy. Leave your skirt up so any man in a service truck on the way to work will have a good view of what you’re doing. Drive with one hand, and fuck yourself with the dildo using the other. When you get to your parking spot, take the dildo out and lick it clean. When you get into work, I will bring you into my office, whip you, and fuck you hard before you finish me off by swallowing my cum”
I’ll finish writing after our morning session…….
So this morning was good, though I have to say not as good as the window incident. You would think being in a compromising position in your car, in the midst of morning traffic would feel more exposing than being up in a window, but I found the opposite to be true.
Driving out of my neighborhood, I worked my panties down, and with one hand still on the wheel was able to remove them completely. I thought I would have to stop (and I guess technically that was a part of my instructions, but why waste precious time on pulling over when I could manage without?)
Hiking my skirt up, I pulled the dildo out of my purse, and worked it into my pussy. Of course I had used it before, and maybe it was the angle-since I can’t say I’ve used it in a sitting position before-but it felt like it went as far back as my pussy would allow. I have a very short commute to work, and before long was pulling out onto the main road leading to downtown. I expected to feel the same as I had on display in the window, but that feeling just wasn’t there…..yes, my pussy was getting wetter and wetter as I worked the dildo in and out, and there was a certain thrill to knowing that I was practically half naked, fucking myself as oblivious people drove past me….but I guess the fact that they couldn’t see EXACTLY what I was doing took something away from the whole experience. I really hadn’t known this about myself before this week, but I definitely get off on exhibitionism. Put me in a room…hell, on a pedestal in the room, and use me in every way possible while a crowd of people looks on….oh my. I’m losing my train of thought.
So I pulled up to a stop light in front of the hospital, and noticed a large truck pulling up beside me. I admit, my heart starting racing, and I’m ashamed to say I chickened out. I pulled my skirt down just enough so that my pussy was no longer visible, but still kept pumping the dildo in and out of my wet cunt. I was too scared to look in the direction of the driver to see if he had noticed the woman in the car next to him who was clearly playing with herself.
As soon as I pulled away from the intersection, and started getting into the busier area, I chided myself for not being a good little slut, and raised my skirt again, determined to not lower it again until I reached the parking garage.
As I pulled up to the building, of course I got stopped by a red light. I had a feeling M was probably up there, looking down on me to see if I was complying with his orders. I sat through the light dutifully fucking myself for what seemed like an eternity.
Finally, the light changed and I pulled into the garage. Once in my parking spot, I took a quick glance around to see if anyone else was around. The place was pretty deserted as I followed out the final order. I pulled the dildo out of my cunt, and licked the length of it, getting all the juice off, before putting the whole thing in my mouth and sucking it clean.
I then scooped up my panties, deposited both them and the dildo in my purse, and headed into the office.
(On a funny side note….I noticed this faint “ZZZZZZ” sound from my purse as I passed the small coffee shop in the lobby and greeted the clerk…I figured maybe my phone was on vibrate. Yeah. Of course not. The dildo I had tried unsuccessfully to get to vibrate in the car had just NOW decided to join in the games……)
As soon as I unlocked the door and stepped in, M was there. He grabbed my arm and propelled me into his office.
“Did you follow my instructions, whore?”
“Mmmm,” I debated whether or not to tell him I had chickened out, and decided the best way would be to come clean “Yes , sir…though I did pull my skirt down for a few minutes at an intersection.”
“You’re going to have to be punished for that,” he stated, bending me over the chair and lifting my skirt up.
Without further warning, he landed a series of sharp SLAPS to my ass.
“What do you have to say, whore?”
“I’m sorry, sir! I’ll do better next time” I cried as he landed a few more stinging blows on my ass.
He pulled my skirt up, shoved his hard cock in me, and fucked me fast and hard-the way I like it.
Being short on time, he pulled out way sooner than I would have liked, and made me lick his cock before sucking him off and swallowing his cum.
“Next time, I’m fucking you in the ass, and shooting my cum all over your face,” he said as I worked to get my clothing back in order before the receptionist arrived-which would be any minute. ‘And I expect you to come in here later and bend over that chair so I can fuck you again while everyone is here.”
“Yes sir. Thank you,’ I replied, then went to my office signed in to begin my work day.

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Home Alone, Fucked In My Bed

The next time Tommy and I saw each other was at my house a week after he forced himself on me at the salon. My mom and step-dad went out of town for the weekend, and my sister was away at college. So I was home alone for 2 whole days. Apparently he was keeping a close eye on my house, I actually saw him drive by once during the week, so he knew when my parents weren’t there.
It was Friday evening, the parentals had just driven away, and it was just me now. I ordered a pizza and watched TV all night until about 1am then decided to go to bed. Before heading to my room I made sure all the doors were locked, garage door was down, etc. I changed into a blue tank top and a pair of white boyshorts, and snuggled up in my bed. I hadn’t slept well since that night at the salon, but this night I fell into a deep sleep soon after I got into bed. However, it wouldn’t last long…
I was awaken by the feeling of rough scratchy flesh covering my mouth. I opened my eyes and saw Tommy sitting on the side of my bed! His hand was over my mouth. I struggled a bit, thinking “oh God, not again”, my arms were tucked so tighly under my covers and he made sure I stayed tucked. He said, “shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, quiet little girl, you’re going to enjoy this”. The sheer sight of him sent a feeling of panic through my body. However, not only did my heart start beating out of control… so did my pussy, and it was was getting wet too. What the fuck? I stopped struggling, and layed still. He pulled the covers off my body slowly. It was so quiet. His eyes widened and smiled at the site of my petite frame laying there, ready for him to take and do whatever he pleased. His hand still covered my mouth, my nose too, it was difficult to breathe. His other hand slid up my smooth leg, up to my knee, then to my inner thigh. He passed his hand over my panty covered mound to my soft tummy, I watched him as he admired my young body. He gently gripped my hips, then proceeded up under my tank top. He placed his hand on my left breast and squeezed it gently. Then he took his other hand off my mouth and placed it on my right breast and began massaging them both. He played with my erect brown nipples then leaned down to taste them. Pushing my ample, round tits together… he licked, sucked, and bit them while I let out a long sigh. He wasn’t content with tasting for long though. He sat back up and once again oggled the moon-lit body he was about to molest. He moved his hand to my stomach again, and slowly lowered it to the little triangle between my thighs. He was so gentle… I was surprised, but glad since I still had bruises from last week. His hand slid under the top of my panties and he used his fingers to dabble in my wetness. He looked at me and said, “Mmmmm, my baby girl is nice and wet…………………….. are you ready to get fucked?”
Honestly, I didn’t know what to say. My head said NO you fucking bastard, but my body was begging for it. God, he was turning me into a dick-craving slut. I moaned, “mmmmm….” and raised my hips. His hands were on the outside of my panties again and he began rubbing my pussy. I spread my legs so he could cover more area. The way he touched me turned me on so much. I could tell it was making him hot, having this young teenage girl in front of him, practically begging to have his cock in her. He felt my panties getting moist and so he rubbed faster. I moved my hips in a circular motion, I wanted his cock so bad! Tommy couldn’t take it much longer, I saw the same look in his eyes that I saw last time… he was hungry. I wondered if his cock was hard, so I reached over and put my hand on his crotch… it was VERY hard, and pulsating through his jeans. That gesture was all it took, he HAD to have me. He reached under my ass, grabbed the rim of my panties, and ripped them off in one quick motion. So much for being gentle! He stood up and removed all his clothes. I stared at his cock, it stood straight up, touching his stomach all the way to the tip. The head was thick, round, and blunt. The shaft was long and girthful. It was hard to believe he could even fit that thing inside me.
I sat up in my bed and looked up at him, he stood in front of me and grabbed his cock, rubbing it on my face, all over my cheeks, my lips, my chin… I felt his pre-cum create streams along my cheeks. He put his hand on the back of my head and stuck his cock in my mouth. I opened as wide as I could to make room as he moved in and out. My lips craddled his meat while my tongue made it nice and wet. He placed both hands on the back of my head and pushed deeper into my mouth, poking my throat as he groaned. I started gagging a little, so I put my hands on the front of his thighs and pushed back so he wouldn’t go so deep, but he didn’t like that. He grabbed both my hands and put them in back of me as if I was under arrest, and continued fucking my mouth. He moaned… “yeah, that’s it. Suck my cock like a good girl, like my good little slut girl…”. He rammed his cock furiously down my throat, moving his pelvis back and forth, his cock going in and out of my mouth, saliva covered my chin and lips, one hand gripped my long hair for complete control, the other bound my hands behind me.
He let go of my hands, certain I wouldn’t back away again, and lifted my tank top up. My breasts bounced out, and he grabbed hold and squeezed hard. I let out a yelp, but it was a good feeling. I liked how his hand fit around my plump tits, and when he pinched my nipples… it hurt so good. I looked up at him as he rocked back and forth, his hard cock stretching my mouth as I choked on it. He must have liked seeing me look at him while he fucked my face… because all of a sudden his head tilted back and he held my face in place, and began to groan. He rammed his cock as deep into my throat as he could, and I felt cum filling me up. I was drowning in his cum as it dripped down my chin, most of it though made its way down my throat. He pulled out and spooned the extra cum into my mouth with his cock, making sure I swallowed every last drop.
He told me to stay put while he went to get a drink.
I did as I was told, and several minutes went by. When he came back I realized he wasn’t done with me since his cock was hard again. I felt like such a whore because I was happy, my pussy felt empty and wanted to get filled up, and seeing Tommy’s swollen stick meant “sex”… and I wanted him to give it to me. He ordered me to take my top off. Now I was completely naked. He was the only person to see my naked body as a young woman, and it felt a little weird. He told me to get on the edge of my bed and bend over so he could see my ass. I hesitated and got a concerend look in my eyes, I didn’t want him to see all of me. I said, “Tommy, I don’t think I can do this again.” He asked if I wanted him to force me, he threatened to do more damage. Defeated, I kneeled on the edge of my bed and bent over. I had been shaving my pussy for a couple years, so I was completely bare all over. He walked over to me, mouth watering, he couldn’t wait to put his throbbing cock inside this young 16-year-old cunt. He put two fingers in his mouth to get them wet then began rubbing my hairless snatch. Fuck, it felt soooo good. He slid one finger slowly inside me, then two. He started pumping my pussy, finger fucking it. Instinct took over and I started backing up on them. I was ready for his cock. He pulled his fingers out… I knew what was coming next. I grabbed hold of the iron bars on my daybed, spread my legs a little more, and he settled into position behind me. Taking his cock in his hand, he stroked my pussy up and down. My fucking pussy was SOAKED. Then he pushed his thick head in me, slowly… then a little deeper, deeper, and deeper… and finally his whole cock was all the way inside me. It still hurt like it did the first time, but I didn’t care, I was ready to get fucked…
His cock was now plugged up inside my tiny hole. He pulled it out slowly, just to where he could see the head of his cock, then plunged back in. “Oh my god!” I yelled. He pulled out again… then shoved back inside… out again… in again… out… in. My pussy was wrapped so tightly around his thick dick, creating the ultimate friction. He started pounding my pussy, fucking my young cunt, he grabbed my ass cheeks and spread them so he could watch his cock fucking my wet little meat hole. He was beating my ass with every thrust, pushing so hard into me. He showed no mercy. He pulled my arms from the iron bars and clenched them together at my back. My face got smushed into the sheets, so my screams were muffled. He banged me hard, it seemed like forever. But then I heard the most erotic four words of my entire life… “get on your knees”. Good lord… those words he uttered at that moment, in that deep, hungry tone, made me almost cum right then and there. I did as he said, got on my knees, opened my mouth like he told me to do, and got the hugest load of cum all over my face. Again, he scooped every bit of it into my mouth, not a single drop let go to waste.
This was just the beginning of the night… or the weekend for that matter. He used me as his fuck toy for two days. I had more orgasms than I could handle. The entire weekend was spent with his cock inside me. The second night, I must have been so tired that I fell asleep and stayed asleep while he fucked me, because I woke up with wet thighs and sticky cum inside my pussy. However, I had to admit that I was smitten with Tommy. I actually liked the guy. Everything about him turned me on. This whole “arrangement” got my pussy wet, it was forbidden, him being so much older than me… me being under age… it was so sexy. I enjoyed the thought of being his teenage play-thing. Before he left my house he told me that we would see each other again, and this would be an “ongoing arrangement”. Because of his dominating nature, I was too frightened to argue. Tommy carried himself like a lion on a hunt, and when he pounced, I never knew if his bite would be painful or gentle. So I would just let things play out as they were meant to.

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The Firedrill

A promiscuous wife at lunch with a couple of guys gets willfully lead astray. This proves that telecommunication geeks are not so boring.