Domination/submission

Mrs. Taylor (THE MILF) Part 7

Hey Guys! I apologize to all that have been waiting patiently for me to wrap up this series! I mentioned in Part 6 that I had written Parts 7-8 already. However, I decided to scratch them both and start fresh as I felt my ending was completely rushed and deserved more! So here it is! Part 7! I hope you enjoy 🙂

A Woman Scorned

A Woman Scorned
My name is Daisy. I am a 29 year old Filipino woman living in a small town nearly 200km out from Sydney, Australia. I am on my own since I left my husband of 11 years when I caught him cheating on me with his boss’s daughter. It wasn’t the first time but I am inclined to believe it will be his last and I will get the reason why all in due time.
First a bit more about us both, I am 5’2 with long black hair, skin tone like a strong coffee and big dark brown eyes. I have a cute little button nose and full, plump juicy lips. My breasts are a perky C cup after having surgery to suit one of my ex husbands egotistic needs with large round areolas. My height is a little bit of a drawback and has always made me self conscious but it did not stop me from landing some modelling gigs that helped me to get through my Sport Science Degree at Uni. I now work as a personal trainer and love my work.
My ex is a used car salesman. He is very athletic and was captain of the football team in school. He had been spotted by recruiting staff from more than one of the professional league clubs and had started training with one of them before an unfortunate shoulder injury put an end to those plans. He was easily the best looking and fittest guy in school and despite the injury was still in fantastic shape. His major faults were the combination of his low self esteem and fiercely competitive nature.
These are the faults that led to him cheating the first and second time and also the last and final time. Despite the opportunities I had being in the field that I was in I had always been faithful to him but he had trouble believing it and felt he had to prove that he could still ‘pull the ladies’ to remind me of what a catch he was.
The story starts around a quarter to 11 on a Thursday when a client rang and cancelled an appointment. My next was not until 2pm so I decided to stop by the car yard and see if David and I could have lunch together. He was not out in the yard and his assistant was not at her desk so I just walked into his office after there was no response to my knock. I was a little surprised and disappointed to find he was not there. I walked down the hall to his boss’s office and knocked on the door and heard a deep, booming but friendly “Come in” so I entered.
“Hiya Doug, do you know where David is?” I asked him. “No sweetie sorry, did you ask Lisa?” “Well no, she doesn’t seem to be in either” I replied getting a little confused. “Sorry dear, maybe they are both on their lunch break” “Oh that’s ok, please tell him I stopped by” “Will do, bye now”
Doug was not only David’s boss but he had been David’s coach in school and kind of David’s hero. He was a huge man with hands the size of baseball mitts and legs the size of tree trunks. He had a gorgeous wide smile that contrasted greatly against his black as coal skin. He was always such a gentleman and had been a wonderful boss to David. He only stopped coaching after his wife died of leukaemia leaving him to raise his three daughters on his own.
After leaving the yard I drove home to have lunch by myself. When I arrived home I was surprised and a little excited to see David’s car in the driveway. I rushed up to the door and pushed but it was locked. I dropped my keys and bent to pick them up and was startled by what I thought was a scream coming from inside, I figured David was watching a movie but could not work out why, being the middle of a work day. After picking the keys up and entering the house I headed to the kitchen expecting to find David either making or eating lunch. When he was not there I went through the lounge and out into the back yard searching but he was nowhere to be seen.
Finally I headed toward the bathroom figuring he would be taking a shower. As I approached I heard voices and my stomach started doing flips. Oh dear god it is not happening again I said to myself but as I drew nearer still the squeals of delight confirmed that he had another woman, or maybe it was a girl by the sound of it, in our bed. I peered through the slightly ajar door and in the dresser mirror was able to see him kneeling on the bed behind a girl that must have been 16 or 17 fucking her doggy style. When she turned to face the mirror I gasped quietly and not loud enough for them to hear, it was Lisa his assistant and the boss’s youngest daughter.
I felt like a knife had just ripped through my heart as a million options all raced through my head. Should I run sobbing? No, I had nowhere to go. Should I race in there screaming? No I may actually be angry enough to kill him. What could I do? Then it came to me, revenge; revenge was what he had coming to him after do this to me again. I went into the linen closet and pulled out our video camera and as much as it pained me to watch it I recorded everything right up until they went into the shower and at that point left taking the footage, the evidence with me.
I moved the car down the street and watched for them to leave and cancelled the rest of my appointments for the day while I waited. When they left I returned home and cried until I was dry and then started writing down ideas until I came up with a plan I was satisfied would have a long lasting effect on him. I made a couple of calls, one to a friend to organise somewhere to go for the night where David would not suspect anything was wrong and another to Doug to fill him in on exactly how much David appreciated his job and friendship.
Doug was furious. I had to beg him not to kill David who had returned from lunch, or should I say from banging his daughter’s brains out. After I was satisfied he had calmed down enough and would not kill David I went to the local mall, to the sports store to be exact. There I talked with a man that David had gone to school with that now worked there. Every time we walked past David would cuss and go on about how he hated Marcus and how Marcus was full of himself and was cheat like school was just yesterday. The truth was Marcus was bigger and stronger and better looking than him. The one thing that David really despised about him is that he had become a legend for having a cock big enough to put a horse to shame and I was hoping would well and truly put David to shame. Unfortunately there was also rumour that Marcus was gay and I was worried this would interfere with my plan but hoped I could talk him around. After talking with Marcus for a long time after he got of work we came up with an arrangement that suited us both.
The following day at lunch time Doug called David into his office. I was waiting in the office next to Doug’s for him to come and get me. Doug told David he had some surveillance footage for him to look at and to be quiet and not say a word until it was over. At this point David did not seem to suspect anything as he probably thought it was just security footage from the yard. From next door I heard the footage begin playing. I heard Lisa squealing and moaning and David calling her his little slut and slapping her ass. I heard David try and speak and then Doug scream “Just shut up and watch” so loud that I almost wet myself next door.
When the movie had stopped I heard Doug explain calmly that David had betrayed him in the worst possible way. That their friendship was over, that David was fired and that unless David would like to be put in prison for having sexual relations with a minor he would shut up and do exactly as he was told, WHATEVER he was told. Of course David agreed and what other choice did he have. Doug tied David’s hands roughly to the chair behind his back as David whined “Are you going to hurt me?” “Don’t give me ideas. Just shut up and do as you’re told” came the response as he tied David’s ankles to the chair legs. For a few moments I heard nothing and then a knock at the door.
When I entered the room David went a ghostly white and then asked “Daisy, what are you doing here?” “Why dear I have come to have lunch like I did yesterday only you were not here were you? Tell me, where were you David?” He started babbling about being able to explain and that the tape was not of him and that Doug had set him up. “Oh who do you think made the tape you stupid son of a bitch” Doug boomed. “Enough arguing, I came here for lunch and I am veeery hungry” I said as I cheekily rubbed my hand over Doug’s crotch.
I sank to my knees in front of Doug and put my face up against the tent forming in his pants, inhaled his aroma and then kissed the bump that had been poking into my face. “What are you doing Daisy, don’t you dare…” David screamed “I beg your pardon? Dare what?” I said more than asked. “Open your mouth again and I will nail it shut” Doug said. David’s face had begun to regain colour and was now reddening with rage as I released Doug’s cock and it hung before me. I nearly lost my cool and I felt my eyes bug out of my head at the big salami stick dangling in my face. I tried to hide my terror let only my excitement show at the prospect of having Doug’s beautiful big cock in my mouth and deep inside me tiny pussy. David was not small but merely average at 6 inches and by no means big enough to prepare me for the battering my petite body was about to get. Fortunately David was looking down and missed the horror on my face.
Doug on the other hand did not miss it and quickly and reassuringly said “My little Asian beauty I am going to look after you so well and at the same time we might teach that ignorant prick over there a lesson or two as well” “Oh Doug it’s so beautiful. It’s so thick and so black” I said for David’s benefit and then attempted to fit the bulbous head in my mouth. I had two hands around the shaft and my finger and thumbs did not even meet. I was licking and sucking and rolling my tongue all over his glorious cock and enjoying every minute of it. The fact that David was seething with anger helped. I unbuttoned his pants and pulled them down as he removed his tie and shirt, kicked his shoes off and stepped out of his pants. I grabbed his round firm ass and started slurping and sucking as Doug praised my efforts over and over. “Watch if you know what is good for you” Doug yelled at David.
“Now baby, when I cum do you want to taste it or would you like it all over your gorgeous body” Doug teased. I never use to swallow when I gave David head which I did rarely anyway but if it caused him more agony I was willing to try it. “I don’t want to spill a drop, I want you to shoot a load straight down my throat and then fill my ass and my tummy with your glorious seed” “Your wish is my command little lady. Let’s get you undressed so I do not ruin your clothes” I kicked off my sneakers, ripped off my tube top and disposed of my bike shorts within seconds leaving me in only a G-string. Doug put his hands under my armpits and picked me up like I was his 3 year old daughter and kissed me all over my face and neck as I gasped in pleasure and David’s great displeasure.
When he set me back down I guided him backwards so he was sitting on his desk and in full side on view of David and I resumed sucking his beautiful cock. I bathed his balls in saliva and then massaged them as I polished his knob with my tongue. “Oh yes sweetie, get ready now here it comes”. His already huge cockhead seemed to swell even more in my mouth and then his warm salty cum gushed down my throat. There was so much I didn’t have a hope of keeping my promise not to spill any so I cupped my hands and collected the rest. Doug read my mind and ordered David to open his mouth and swallow as I walked over to him. After his initial refusal Doug towering over him must have changed his mind so he opened up and let me pour it in. It took a while but eventually he swallowed the lot.
Doug cleared his desk with a very cliché swipe of his muscular arm and laid me across the surface and knelt on the floor with his face between my opened thighs and kissed me softly from side to side. David never ate me out so my anticipation of his lips on my mound and clit was driving me wild. My breathing hastened until finally I felt his warm soft lips press against my vaginal folds and I came. He lapped up my juices eagerly and then continued eating me out only now more vigorously. His tongue lashed in and out of my pussy occasionally flicking across my G-spot and eventually bringing about a second orgasm.
I looked over at David sitting helplessly watching his sweet wife getting pleasured masterfully by a huge black man with tears rolling down his cheeks. I had seen it all before and could not feel sorry for him now. I had cried a million more tears than him and it was him that had hardened my heart towards his excuses and lies. Doug was fingering me now with one huge digit and then he introduced a second as he began his oral gymnastics on my clit with his tongue. My head was now thrashing from side to side as I moaned and groaned with ecstasy. When I came my back arched and my legs opened further as my fluid gushed into Doug’s face and mouth before I collapsed exhausted on the table top.
I lay spent as Doug kissed my stomach and breasts and taunted David “Ever seen her cum like that before little white stud?” “Please stop” he begged “please don’t screw her. She will never want me after she’s had that fucking monster inside her” “That’s the idea” Doug grinned as he stepped in between my knees and aimed his enormous cock at my sopping wet hole. He nestled the tip of his cock up against my lips and then using his hand slipped his knob up and down against my lips and began inching in slowly. As gentle as he was being, he was still much more man than I had ever had inside me and I whimpered and whined and beat my fists against his chest the whole time he was entering me until I felt his cock came to rest against my cervix. He gave a little nudge to make sure he was as far as he could go in and then leant in and kissed me all over my face and mouth. “Are you ready Miss Daisy?” he asked. “Oh my god I am so full, filled with your beautiful big black cock. Make me cum please; fuck me harder than I have ever been fucked”
With that he began stroking in and out slowly, gradually picking up the pace until he was pounding into me. I held on to my breasts to stop them bouncing right off my chest and then began mashing them in my fists and whining like a wounded animal as he battered my insides with his relentless hammering. The pain caused by his sheer size soon became exquisite pleasure causing me to orgasm over and over again each wave a little stronger building up to the Tsunami as his load clashed with mine inside me and we both cried out in blissful relief and he rocked slowly to a halt inside me. We briefly forgot David was there until we heard him sobbing “Oh my god you came inside her. Why did you let him? What if…?” Doug cut of his whining with “So does she ever let you fuck her anally David?” “Oh god no, please don’t…” “Shut up”
Doug pulled out some jelly and lubed my ass and his cock up really well before bending me the table. “Are you sure you want this Honey?” He whispered in my ear. “Oh yes Doug, fill my ass, fuck m y brains out” I said wanting that big hard dick inside my body again. He handed me a pillow from the sofa and said “bite into this” and began sliding in slowly. Despite my best efforts not to I howled into the pillow as I bit down hard. Oh god it hurt so much that I nearly backed out. I nearly asked Doug to pull out but then the pain began to fade. A few moments later it felt nice. Suddenly Doug scooped me up and turned around with his cock still in my ass and stood only inches in front of David lifting me then impaling me over and over again. I began rubbing my clit furiously, I wanted to cum so badly and then I felt Doug’s cock pulse inside me and then I felt his warm thick cream fill my bowels. This triggered my orgasm immediately. Doug lifted me off his now deflating organ and turned me around so that David could watch his cum running down my legs as he kissed me deeply.
We cleaned up and got dressed. As I was finishing up Doug said “You keep in touch pretty lady” and then turning to David and untying him said “and you get the fuck out of here and never let me see you again” “And I want you packed and gone by the time I get home at 6:30” I added. “But…” David started “GET OUT” boomed Doug. David hurried out without even clearing his stuff from his office and I thanked Doug very much for his help with the situation. “Believe me the pleasure was all mine” he grinned “now I just have to deal with that daughter of mine”
I stopped by the bar I had agreed to meet Marcus at and he had 2 friends with him, Stephen and Jason, both white and reasonably good looking. We had a couple of shots of courage each and then headed to my place. When I got there I asked the boys to give me a couple of minutes and then come in.
I went in and found a suitcase sitting near the front door but it would not have been enough to have all of David’s things that he needed. A little angry that David had not done as asked I stormed down to the bedroom where he was waiting for me “please baby, can we talk about this” he begged in a pathetic voice “talk? Again you mean. You will just give me the same excuses followed by promises. No more talk, I need to be on my own and look after myself” I said confidently. “Or have Doug look after you, isn’t that what you mean, aren’t you his little whore now?”
“You fucking prick, how dare you” just then the boys came in. “What the fuck? What are these assholes doing in my house? Especially the black asshole” Doug said with surprise as they glared at him. “Well it’s a good thing I invited them because you certainly didn’t learn anything this afternoon. They are here to make sure you learn and to make sure you leave. Grab him boys” I barked.
As Stephen and Jason grabbed David and pinned him in a chair Jason held his face so that he was forced to watch as I started removing Marcus’s clothes starting with his pants. “Let’s see if this legendary cock is as amazing as it is supposed to be” I said as he stepped out of his pants and I hooked my fingernails into the waistband of his bulging underwear. “Oh sweet lord I’m gonna die” I said as his colossal and not yet erect cock rolled out a good 11 inches down his leg. “Look at that honey, Marcus brought a baseball bat with him. Let’s see if I can get you to first base Marcus” I said as I took the head into my mouth and started pumping his shaft.
I heard a crack and out of the corner of my eye saw David’s face go bright red from receiving a slap as punishment for trying to look away. I groaned loudly to add insult to injury and turned to the boys and said “what are you waiting for”. The boys stared stripping David’s clothes from his body as he kicked and screamed but he was no match for these two athletes. Once they had him naked they bent him over the back of a sofa still facing the bed that I was kneeling in front of now going to town on Marcus’s gigantic prick. I sucked his balls one at a time into my mouth and kissed every inch off his equipment over and over then resumed pumping it with my hand so I could watch as Jason sat in the sofa and roughly grabbed the hair on the back of David’s head to hold it up and Stephen lined up behind him with his own pants now around his ankles.
David screeched like a 12 year old girl as Stephen plunged into his ass and started fucking him. Tears ran down his cheeks and he swore and cussed everyone in the room. “Jason shut him up please” Marcus said. Jason began explaining “Now listen little man, I am going to unzip my pants and you are going to swallow every inch of my cock…” “If you force that thing in my mouth I will bite it fucking off” David screamed interrupting Jason. “Oh if you do that you had better swallow it quick to make room for Stephen’s and then Marcus’s monster before he jams it up your skinny white ass” Jason taunted as his cock now bobbed around a couple of inches from David’s panic stricken face.
“OPEN” Jason yelled as he pulled David’s face toward his cock hitting him square in the eye with his knob. David reluctantly opened his mouth and Jason rammed his cock upwards sliding it deep inside David’s mouth and then pulling it out as David coughed and spluttered. He repeated this and then took a more gentle approach as David started to comply a bit more.
Meanwhile I was now sitting on the end of the bed watching with Marcus kneeling between my open legs and his tongue probing my pussy. I knew he was bisexual now as all the boys were but he ate my pussy divinely. Alternating between slow purposeful click sucking with G-spot rubbing to frenzied attacks both with lips and fingering at the same time. I came several times and I have to admit that the thought of receiving Marcus’s cock in my pussy was helping.
Just then Marcus pulled me off the bed and lay me across the floor on my back looking up into David’s eyes. He stood above my waist and then scooped up my legs and put them over his shoulders and squatted a little until his cock head rested against the entrance to my quivering pussy. “Do it” I yelled. David stopped sucking and screamed “Noooooooooooo” as he saw his wife of 11years receive at least double and this time nearly triple the amount of meat than she ever had before. I felt my eyes bulge nearly out of my head and I opened my mouth to scream but no sound came out. Despite the priming I had received from Doug’s big cock earlier that day nothing could have prepared me for this.
I watched a bulge roll up my stomach toward my belly button as his cock slid in and then watched it roll back own my firm flat stomach. My insides burned with agony for a long time before the pain became soothing pleasure. When I begged Marcus to fuck me harder tears streamed down David’s face as I guess he realised I would never be turned on by his pathetic dick again, and he was right. Soon I felt an orgasm building and concentrated on performing for Marcus which worked a treat as he grunted and spurted blast after blast deep into my unprotected womb filling me completely.
He slowly withdrew and his sperm rolled down my belly letting my husband know that I could well fall pregnant to this man that he despised. I scooped some of the cum off my belly and stuck it in my mouth and groaned with pleasure before collecting a second helping knowing that I never swallowed David’s sperm and this would add to his punishment.
“My turn boys” Marcus boomed. They had both deposited a load into my cuckold’s mouth and ass and were waiting for the changeover anyway. To be honest I was lost in sheer pleasure and my desire for revenge had been satisfied. I lay on the bed on my back now with Stephen massaging my tits as I swallowed his cock and Jason eating my pussy. My concentration was broken by a blood curdling shriek and I propped myself up on an elbow and still pumped Stephen’s cock in my fist as I looked to make sure Marcus had not changed his mind and plunged a knife into David or something.
Marcus was still behind David and he had a slightly startled expression on his face as David was slumped over the chair unconscious having passed out at the invasion of his rectum that had just taken place. Marcus checked for a pulse and breathing and once satisfied he had not killed David continued to rape his ass.
David came around just in time to see the boys cover me inside and out in semen and feel his own bowels filled to overflowing with his arch enemy’s jizz. “Good morning sunshine” Marcus taunted as he noticed movement from his victim beneath him. “Seems you aint man enough to handle the Marcus meat white boy. Let’s see if your old lady is. You want a go sweet thing?” he directed the question at me although he kept looking at David as I responded. “Oh my god yes, please fuck my virgin ass (I had never let David fuck my ass) with that beautiful black monster” Stephen and Jason got dressed and helped to get David dressed and sat him down in between them in the sofa as Marcus lined up behind me on the bed facing David. He lubed me up very well and then entered very slowly. I couldn’t help but close my eyes as my tiny ass was breaking apart. I had to concentrate harder than I ever had before as I licked my lips with pleasure despite the excruciating ache in my ass. As before the agony turned to a dull throb as my ass became numb and then as feeling came back it was pleasant, enjoyable even.
As Marcus Grunted indicating he was about to blow I was surprised to feel an orgasm of my own approaching from this anal assault but sure enough I exploded at the same time as Marcus then collapsed in a satisfied yet exhausted mess on the bed. Marcus began get dressed and asked “what do you want us to do with this sorry piece of shit?”
“Drop him off somewhere a long way from hear if you don’t mind, oh and… alive please. I think he has learned his lesson” I said.
“Just the same, I think I should hang around here for a while just in case don’t you little lady? Besides I think I have a round 2 left in me, do you sweet thing?”
“Ooh yes on both counts” I replied
“Think you could handle the drop off on your own boys?”
“Hell yeah” They replied in unison both with a sly grin on their face.
“They are so gonna fuck him again on the way” Marcus said
“Well we wouldn’t want them being the only ones getting some more action now would we? You ready for round 2?” I grinned

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Truth or Dare with Beth, part 3

In no time Beth had found a Web site that hosted videos of amateurs having sex and uploaded the video of her fucking my mouth with her dildo. I was pretty embarrassed to have a video of me blowing anything, even a strap on attached to this beautiful woman, posted on the internet for all to see. But a part of me was also pretty turned on by it! And really, that was the best attitude to have about it because I didn’t really have a say in the situation anymore.
“Ok, we need some more videos to post,” Beth stated, matter-of-factly. “I want you to become the sat or this site! Come with me.”
She took me into the bathroom and turned on the camera, again pointing it at herself to introduce the situation.
“Hi, this is Beth again and I am back here with my bitch, Patrick. We are playing a little game of Truth or Dare. Patrick has chosen Dare, what a great guy! Patrick, I dare you to eat my ass like it’s a pussy. Do you accept?”
“Yes, I accept.” I tried to contain my excitement. I loved giving girls rim jobs, there was something about how kinky it was that turned me on. But I didn’t want the people watching the video later to know how much I liked it, I think it gives them a better show if I am doing something truly “daring.”
She set the camera down on the shelf behind me, turned around and bent over the sink, sticking her ass out in the air. She braced herself by placing both hands down on the sides of the sink.
“Ok, bitch, spread my cheeks and start licking!”
I am nothing if not an obedient little bitch by now, so I did as I was told, still trying not to see too eager. I slowly got to my knees, shifted forward a few inches, reached up and grabbed both globes in front of my face with my hands and massaged her ass for a second. Then I leaned forward without spreading her cheeks at all and began kissing her butt cheeks. I practically made out with both cheeks for a minute, acting reluctant to move deeper into her ass.
“Maybe you didn’t fucking hear me!” Beth snapped. She was really liking her role as the dom! “I didn’t say kiss my ass, I told you to lick my ass hole! Now spreading my fucking cheeks, and lick!”
With that I pulled her cheeks apart and took in a breath of her ass. I extended my tongue as far as I could, placed the very top squarely on her hole and licked all the way to the tip. Beth let out an appreciative moan of approval. I went right back in, licking her ass with the entire length of my tongue. I gave her five or six full lick like that before settling in, using just about half my tongue, but licking her much faster. I could truly taste her ass and I was loving it. I could spend an hour licking her there, and I think she would let me. I tried spreading her ass even farther and pulled my face in closer. I couldn’t lick her hard or deep enough!
“Oh my God!” Beth exclaimed. “That feels so good! Yeah, that’s it, get that tongue all over my hole! I love you licking my ass! Fucking lick it some more! Do you realize that I haven’t showered since last night and that I took a dump this morning? Do you like tasting my ass after I shit just a few hours ago? ‘Cause I sure love it! Fuck yes!”
Beth turned her head and looked down at me and asked, “Do you like licking my ass hole, bitch?”
I pulled my face away from Beth’s ass. “Yes, I fucking love licking your ass!”
“Turn your face and say it to the camera, bitch!”
“I love licking Beth’s ass. It tastes so good! I just want to eat more!”
And I returned my tongue to her brown hole as she told me what a good job I was doing. Her hole started to open up for me the more I licked it and soon I was truly rimming her, moving my tongue around just the inside of her tight bum hole. I stuck my tongue straight out and began poking at her backside, spearing her ass with my tongue, trying to get it as far in as I could.
I had reamed her ass with my tongue for about 10 good minutes. She had no remnants of her morning bathroom trip left – I had licked it all up. But I was still eagerly licking the rim of Beth’s ass, looking for more. I would have licked her hole all day if she wanted me too!
The Beth looked back around at me and the camera. “Ok, you dirty little boy, your dare is complete. You did an amazing job! I can’t wait for you to lick that shitty hole again soon!”
Then she asked a question that got my hopes up high. “Do you want to fuck the hole you just ate out?”
“Oh, god yes! May I, please?” I begged.
“No, I don’t think so. I think your ass is the only one that’s going to be fucked today.”
She then looked directly at the camera saying, “I hope you all enjoyed the show. Tune in again to see what other dare Patrick does for me!” And she reach over and turned off the camera.
“Get showered up while I go post our new video online. Then we will go out for our next adventure.”
Go out? In public? She was going to use my ass in public? What did she have in mind? I climbed in the shower to get ready to go out.
“And no jerking off in there!” Beth yelled from the other room. I soaped up, my dick springing to life from the touch. But I obeyed and finished my shower quickly. I dressed and returned to the living room where Beth was watching the video over again, but not on the camera, on the Web site already.
“We are getting quite a few views for this only being posted a couple of minutes,” Beth proudly announced. “Christ, it is almost as hot to watch you lick my ass as it was to feel it! Ok, let’s get a move on. Grab your keys, bitch!”
“Where are we going?” I asked, only partly caring to hear the answer.
“Does it matter? You’re going to do whatever I tell you to anyway, right?”
She had me there. I was her whore now, just waiting to hear my next command.
We left my apartment – camera in hand – and took the Metro to Dupont Circle, a well-known “gay” area of DC. Was Beth actually going to follow through with her dirty talk of having me fucked by a real cock?
“I saw online that this area has some good sex toy shops,” she explained. “I want to take you in one, let everyone watch us shop for a new strap on and some lube, and then take you in a video booth and fuck your ass. I can’t wait to walk out of that booth with the whole store watching you, knowing you just took a dildo up your ass!”
We walked a few blocks, turned a couple of corners and then were standing in front of a porn shop. Beth couldn’t contain her excitement and practically ran into the store. I followed behind. There were maybe 10 men of different ages and races milling around the store, browsing the video selection as we entered. Immediately, all eyes were on us, as I suspect always happens when a woman enters a store like this one.
We walked to the toy section and admired the selection of dildos on the wall. There were dildos of all sizes, shapes and colors. There were also butt plugs, vibrators and double headed dildos. Beth looked at the latter and said, “Mmm, now that could be fun!”
After perusing the selection for a few minutes, she grabbed a black, 12-inch double headed dildo and a blue strap on dildo that was about 9-inches long and 2-inches in diameter and carried them to the counter. All eyes were still on us, even if the men were trying to act like they were looking at the videos that interested them.
We approached the counter, Beth’s shopping seemingly complete. “We’ll take this strap on and double-sided dildo, and $20 worth of coins to the video booths,” Beth loudly announced to the clerk behind the desk, making sure everyone in the store could hear her. “Oh, and some of that anal lube for my bitch here,” she said, pointing to a tube behind the counter.
“Ok, pay the man, bitch!” Beth says, looking at me impatiently. Not only is she going to embarrass me in front of all of these men and then fuck my ass with these toys, but she is going to make me pay for it?! I submit, pull out my wallet and pay the man behind the desk. I can see a smirk on his face, but also lust in his eyes. I can’t tell if it means he wishes he were in my position or if he would like to be helping Beth fuck my mouth and ass. The purchase completed, we walk to the back of the store and down a hallway and into a small room with a video monitor in it.
Beth closes the door and tells me to strip. She begins to do the same and then inserts a few coins into the machine. A video plays of a blonde, athletically built woman sucking off a man. What’s on the video truly doesn’t matter though; our focus will not be on the screen. I had never been in one of these booths before and as I look around I notice the always rumored “gloryhole” in both walls.
I look back over at Beth as she slips her skirt from her hips and down her legs. Her body truly is stunning and I begin to wonder if I will ever get to fuck her again. I am enjoying the weekend and the toys and being controlled by her immensely, but I still want to be the one doing the fucking at times.
Beth leans in and we kiss, my hands exploring her body. It is nice to remind myself that I am with a sexy woman who is only strapping on to fuck me. She reaches down and strokes my cock and I reach down and slide my finger into her slit; she is dripping wet, anxiety building for the fuck session to come.
As our kiss ended, I caught something out of the corner of my eye. I turned my head and saw a finger poking through the gloryhole to the right of me. The finger was moving in a curling motion, inviting someone to come to it.
“I think he wants to suck your dick, baby. Why don’t you go over there and get a blow job?” Beth whispered in my ear. “You have been really good today and I can tell you are going to be really good again in a few minutes. Why don’t you go receive your release? You deserve it. I dare you to let him blow you.”
I was frozen with uncertainty. I had never received a blow job from a man before and, even though I had been sucking and fucking Beth all weekend, she was still a woman and I didn’t consider myself gay. But on the other hand, it would be nice to be on the receiving end of a blow job for once today and I sure could use the release. Ultimately, my hard, throbbing cock – and the fact that I wasn’t allowed to turn down one of Beth’s dares – convinced me to walk slowly to the hole.
I heard the now-familiar sound of the camera being turned on and Beth introducing the scenario. “And we are back,” Beth whispered to the camera. “Patrick and I are in a porn store and just bought a few new toys to use. But first, before we try them out, I have just dared Patrick to receive a blow job from a guy. This is the first time he has ever done this. Let’s watch how much he enjoys it!”
I was directly in front of the hole now and lined my cock up and began to push it through. The tip touched the man’s finger, which then disappeared. He knew he was getting what he wanted now and I could actually see his lips pressed against the hole, waiting for my cock to enter. My head slipped past his lips and as I pushed half of my dick into his waiting mouth I released a moan of appreciation. It felt so good to have a mouth on my dick. I pushed my entire length through the hole until my hips were just pressing against the wall.
I could feel the man on the other side pull his back and his lips slid across my cock until they were pressed against my cock head once again. I could feel his mouth move forward on my cock, taking it all until his lips were again against his side of the wall. It felt incredible as he continued sucking me off.
“Look, you can see how much Patrick is enjoying getting sucked off by another guy. Look at his eyes closed and his head tilted back,” Beth said, giving play by play of what our audience would soon be watching. “Tell us you love getting head from a guy, bitch.”
“I love getting head from another guy. He is doing such a good job. It feels so good. I am going to cum soon!”
I started bucking my hips, fucking the hole and his mouth. He just kept his mouth there for me to use. I kept my hips moving, pushing as far into his mouth and throat as he would let me. After just a couple of minutes, the build up from the day was too much and I exploded into the anonymous mouth.
He kept my dick in his mouth and I could feel his lips and throat moving as he swallowed my load. I imagined my semen moving down his throat and into his stomach. He kept sucking until every last drop was milked from my now shrinking cock. He finally removed his mouth and I pulled my dick back through the hole.
I turned around and saw Beth pointing the camera straight in my face. “So, how did you like receiving your first blowjob from a man?” she asked me, still recording.
“It felt great! I needed to cum so badly and his mouth did a great job of satisfying that need!”
Just then we saw a cock come back through the hole from the other side. Evidently he wasn’t just there to suck, but to have the favor returned, too.
“There you go, Beth! It looks like our friend wants the favor repaid!”
“What do you mean, ‘There you go, Beth’? He sucked YOUR dick. If someone is going to return the favor, it is YOU!”
A stood there, deer-in-the-headlights look on my face. She had the camera still trained on me. She moved it back and forth between shooting my face and the waiting dick sticking through the wall. She was definitely serious about having me suck this cock.
“I don’t know 
 Your strap on is one thing, but a real penis? I’m not so sure about that 
” I retorted.
And then came the magic words of the weekend. “Patrick, I dare you to suck that cock.” I had no choice but to obey.
I slowly turned back to the wall and lowered myself to my knees. I saw Beth move to the side to get a better shot of what was about to happen.
“Go ahead bitch, touch his cock!” she commanded.
I had never touched a cock other than my own before. I reached my hand out and wrapped it around his engorged member; my four fingers on top of his shaft, my thumb on the bottom. I slid my hand along the length of it and then back up. I repeated this about 5 or 6 times, getting a feel for it. It felt soft even though it was rock hard. It was about the size of my own cock, maybe a half an inch bigger than my 6 inches, but about the same size around as well. “I can suck this,” I thought to myself. “At least it’s not some monster cock for my first time.” I was trying to talk myself into this.
Then I heard Beth’s voice, “I don’t think he came here for a hand job, sweetheart.”
She was right. I pulled my hand down to the bottom of his shaft. I licked my lips and tried to generate some saliva in my mouth that had become dry with nervousness. I leaned in, pursed my lips and kissed the tip of his cock. I then let it slowly slide into my mouth until just the head was in and pulled back.
I had a first taste of cock and it was time to go for the rest. The guy really had earned it with the effort he gave my cock; turn about is fair play, right? I opened my mouth and moved my head forward and then closed my lips about halfway down his dick before pulling my head back up to the tip. I then moved back down toward the base, this time letting my lips slip along the length of it. I had finally generated some saliva and that, mixed with his drooling precum, was making this blow job pretty easy to give now.
And I was loving the taste of precum! It was light and a little sweet compared to the thick, tangy load of my own cum that I had swallowed just a couple hours early in my apartment. I settled into a good pace, moving my hand and mouth along the shaft of this first dick. He just left it pushed against the wall so I could get as much of him into my mouth as possible.
With my eyes closed and concentration on servicing my first cock, I hadn’t even notice Beth move from the side of me. That is, until I felt the familiar tip of her strap on poking at my anal entrance once again.
“Ok, audience,” I heard her announce, “we are going to watch Patrick take it from both ends now. I know you are all either hard or wet by now watching this little bitch do my bidding! Here go!”
At the same time that I moved my head down on the stranger’s cock once again, I felt Beth push the cock into my ass. It had been in me enough times the past few days that she met zero resistance and was able to push all the way in me at one time. I felt her hips and the fake balls on the toy hit my ass, which pushed me forward, forcing my mouth further down the man’s cock until it was now in my throat. In a round-about way, I had just deep throated a cock for the first time. I heard him moan in appreciation of the tightness of my throat.
Evidently Beth decided that I could take her “cock” anytime she wanted now as easily as it my dick were slipping into her wet pussy because she started pounding my ass right from the get-go. I was now a whore for anal pleasure and started moaning into the cock I was sucking.
I looked like the old Chinese finger-cuff toys – both ends being filled and long, straight objects pulling me in both directions. As Beth would slam into my ass, my mouth would push back onto the cock in front of me. As she would pull back out, I would rock back to have just the tip left in my lips.
The two continued the assault on my two ends for several more minutes. We were all consumed by lust now and three voices were moaning out sounds of pleasure. Other patrons of the store had to be able to hear us. I just kept hoping that no one would call the cops on us and that Beth had really locked the door so that no one could burst in and see me like this, though its not like millions of people wouldn’t be able to see me fucked at both ends as soon as we got home and Beth uploaded the newest video!
“Fuck yeah!” Beth started saying out loud, trying to be quiet, but just not capable of not saying anything. “Fuck I love screwing your ass! And I bet the man on the other side of the wall is loving getting blown by your soft lips. Oh yeah, I bet he is fucking loving taking your virgin mouth. And some other lucky guy is going to love fucking your virgin ass. Well, virgin to the real thing, anyway!” she said with a chuckle.
The pace continued until I felt the stranger’s cock begin to hard even more. I could hear his moans increase in both pace and intensity from the other room. Beth kept pounding my ass and I felt the man begin to fill my mouth.
Spurt after spurt hit the back of my throat, giving me my first taste of another man’s cum. He filled my mouth until I couldn’t hold anymore and I began to swallow it down. At that moment, Beth noticed my swallowing and asked me to keep some in my mouth and not to swallow it all.
I felt her pull the dildo out of my ass with a pop. She moved around to the side to get a video close up of me finishing the blowjob. “Let me see what is in your mouth when he has finished cuming!”
Again taking a queue from what he had done for me, I milked every last drop from his cock onto my tongue. When he finished, I pulled my lips off of his member, keeping them tight so that I didn’t lose any of his cum from my mouth. He pulled his dick back into his own room and I could hear his wrestling around as he pulled up his pants, zipped them up, and left the room with the door slamming behind him. Evidently he was leaving the building quickly.
“Ok, just like when it was your own, let me see that load in your mouth!”
I looked up at Beth and the camera and opened my mouth. All the white, sticky fluid was pooled in my mouth for the camera to see. I rolled it around in my mouth, learning to put on a show for the audience that would be watching later. I then swallowed the load, feeling his cum fall down my throat, filling my belly.
“You are such a good little bitch!” Beth exclaimed and turned off the camera, our newest scene of my humiliation filmed for prosperity.
“Now, put your clothes back on and let’s go get a drink. I’m sure this area has some good bars with some cute boys willing to fill your mouth with their loads while I fuck your ass again!”

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Desire her or fear her, Part 02: Sharing the fun

Part 2 of this story, since the first part seems to have been pretty well received. While polishing it up a bit, I found that it would be best to split this part in 2 separate chapters, even though it makes them both somewhat shorter than chapter 1. Hope you will agree with me.

Androids of Evergreen pt5 A Fanboy’s Dream

Disclaimer: I will be naming several porn stars and fictional characters from other media in this series. The porn stars I name are fictional versions and I own none of the fictional characters from other media, they too are fictional versions.

Training Carter

An audiobook version of this story is available for free on my website, the details to which can be found in my forum profile 🙂 Xx

Step-brother

my parents divorced when i was 10. my mother remarried in 2006, when i was 15. she married a contractor, with a bad-ass, fresh-mouthed, 16-year-old son. he had dusty blond hair, a toned, tan body… sounds nice, right? except his wordrobe consisted of nothing but baggy jeans, wife beater tanks, timberland boots, and more wife beater tanks. not exactly what you’d picture Romeo wearing. so now, a year after their marriage, i am now 16, my step-brother, 17. his name is Jayden, and a couple of days ago he was released from a Juvenille Detention Center. he was picked up by the police for assisting in a robery that his friends had committed.
“your tits got bigger.”
i choked on the dinner i was eating, and i could feel the blood rush to my face.
my mother cleared her throat, Jayden’s father looked appalled. “Jayden, please. that’s anything but appropriate.”
“what? i was just pointing it out,” he said, slouched in the antique dining chair, a blank expression on his face.
i looked down and continued to eat. so i have never been nervous around guys. i wasn’t ugly, i am not fat. i’m a toned, blond, 5’4 cheerleader. infact, i have a boyfriend. but i wasn’t comfortable around Jayden. was it because i had masterbated a couple of months ago, invisioning myself tied up helplessly to his bedposts, my legs spread, whimpering while he shoved his finger harshly up my cunt, his tongue-
“Lauren!” my mother shouted at me, shaking me from my thoughts. my face turned scarlet again, and Jayden snickered.
“huh?” i responded. had i been thinking outloud? shit!
“i was speaking to you, and your staring off into space.”
“i’m sorry, mom. what did you say?” i shifted in my seat, feeling a wetness between my legs.
“i was telling you that Roger and I are going to Sao Paulo this weekend. Roger has business there, so we thought we’d make a vacation out of it. i’m going to have your Aunt Pam stay-”
“mother!” i yelled, feeling embarrassed that she felt i still needed a babysitter at the age of 16! i couldn’t believe it.
“i’ll babysit her,” Jayden said slyly. he smirked at me, enjoying the embarrassment it was causing me.
“fresh out of Juvie, we both,” Roger started, referring to himself and my mother, “thought that you BOTH could use a babysitter.”
“mom, this isn’t fair. Jayden may have just gotten out of jail, but i-”
“it wasn’t jail.”
“whatever, same thing. but i have not done ANYTHING to deserve a babysitter. you’ll only be gone one weekend!” i leaned back in my chair, arms crossed.
Roger looked over at my mother. “well, Lauren is pretty responsible, maybe we should reconsider.”
i looked hopefully up at my mom. this would be the perfect opportunity to have Nick stay the weekend. Jayden would probably be out with his deliquent friends. i got excited.
my mother sighed. “well… i guess so. but- if i get one phone call from the police, or if this house is trashed, or if the neighbors, and you know they’ll let me know EVERYTHING that goes on here, have anything bad to tell me, that’s it. next time we leave, you both get a babysitter. understood?”
i nodded like an idiot. Jayden mumbled something and left the table. “you won’t regret it, mom.”
* * * *
my mother and Roger left at 5 oclock sharp thursday night for their over night flight to Sao Paulo. i was on the phone with Nick, having a heated arguement.
“… what do you mean ‘too busy’?! Nick- i have the whole house for the WHOLE weekend.” i paced around as i argued, the phone cord from my 80’s hot pink phone twisting around me. “whatever, Nick.”
the shower turned off in the bathroom. i watched Jayden walk out of the bathroom, a towel wrapped around his waist, his body dripping wet. i stared at his closed door for a second, before i heard Nick shouting into the phone.
“whatever, Nick. i don’t have time for your shit. if you cant come, then its your damn loss,” i yelled, and slammed the phone down. i sat down on my bed, still looking at Jayden’s closed door. a sly smile spread across my face. maybe if i just “accidently” walked into his room right now…
my phone rang again. i sighed, thinking it was Nick. “what?” i answered.
“Lauren?”
“oh, angie, sorry, i thought you were nick.” i explained that my parents were gone for the weekend, but Nick had “other plans”.
“wow, sounds like you guys are finished. i would drop his sorry ass. i bet he’s over at Britney’s house right now, bang-”
“thanks, angie. i feel SOOO much better now.”
she laughed into the phone. “hey, is Jayden home?”
“yeah, why?”
“hmmm… what are you so upset over Nick for? if i were you, i’d be excited to have a weekend alone with my sexpot step-brother.”
“sex-what?”
“nevermind. come on, Laur, he’s sexy as hell. he’s fuckin gorgeous, and he’s a bad boy. there’s nothing sexier than a fine-ass bad boy. and you LIVE with him. no blood relation what-so-ever. if i were you, i’d put him over my knee and spank the-”
“alright already! christ, why don’t you come over here and fuck him then,” i said quietly so Jayden wouldn’t hear.
“shit, honey i would. but i know you got a thing for the kid.”
“no i don’t,”i said, sitting on my bed, facing the window, away from the door.
“yes you do.”
“he scares me.”
“oh geez, Laur, you need to do something WRONG in your life for once. shit, my mom’s callin me, let me let you go. i’ll call you later. we’re partying tomarrow night.”
“wait, no, Angie! my mom said-” i started, but she had already hung up. i sat my phone on the reciever and stood up to shut my blinds. i gasped, seeing Jayden’s reflection in my window. i spun around.
he stood there, in my room, wearing a pair of jeans that were hung low on his hips, revealing a pair of white boxers. a single thin gold chain dangled down his bare chest. “i scare you?”
“no,” i said, wondering how much he’d heard. “i wasn’t talking a-about you.”
he smirked, and stepped closer to me. i stepped back towards the still-open window.
“why’r you backin up then?”
“aren’t you going out with your friends?” i asked, changing the subject. “and why were you spying on me?”
Jayden shook his head and stood there infront of me. “where’s your preppy herb-ass boyfriend?”
he actually had it right for once. “we broke up,” i said, predicting the future. i shifted my weight onto one leg, and crossed my arms, wondering what he wanted. i glanced passed him, and into his open room where i could see his bed. stop it, Lauren, i told myself. his bed was tosseled, it looked like a tornado had ripped through his room. one probably had. i pictured myself ontop of his messy sheets, his solid body covering mine-
“lauren,” he said, and i looked at him.
“why are you still here?” i asked.
“why are you scared of me?”
“i didn’t say that.” i rolled my eyes then saw him reach into his pocket. he pulled out a swiss army knife and started toying with it.
“then why’d you tell your girl that i scare you? and who wants to fuck me?” he asked, still playing with the knife.
i do. “God, your so conceited.” was he trying to scare me with that damn knife? he could kill me right now. but if he wanted to tie me up and…
“come here.”
i blinked, not sure i heard him right. “huh?”
he tossed the knife onto my dresser. it spun once, then smacked against an old ballet music box. i looked at him and instead of repeating what he said, he motioned with his finger for me to go to him. i swallowed.
i took two steps towards him, and he grabbed me by the back of my neck, pulling me against him.
i gasped, his face lowered to mine, his lips purposely inches from mine.
“do you want to fuck me?” he asked quietly, his breath on my face.
i had not in any way been obvious about that. i swallowed hard. i looked at his lips and i realised i desperately wanted them all over me. badly.
i felt his hand grip my neck tighter and i gasped again as Jayden pressed his mouth against mine. his lips crushed mine, hard, like i knew he would. nothing with him was going to be soft, and i didn’t want it to be.
i stepped onto my bed, our lips locked, i was bent over to still reach him. i shrugged my cardigan from my shoulders, and he lifted my skimpy tank top over my breasts. we stopped kissing to get my tank over my head and soon i was unbuttoning my own jeans. he still had not removed a thing. i knelt down on my bed, him standing against it, and kissed him again. my hands roamed his bare chest, up and over his shoulders. i felt a scar across his back.
Jayden pushed me harshly back on my bed, my chest cleavage spilling out of the top of my bra. he yanked my jeans down my legs and tossed them on the floor. he got on my bed and knelt over me. he looped his fingers through my thong and didn’t hesitate to get rid of them.
“spread your legs.”
“jayden- my blinds- shut my- ooooooh God,” i moaned, and my back arched as he slid his tongue into my cunt. he moved his tongue up and down my slit, stopped and nibbled on my clit. i moaned loudly and gripped the back of his head, holding his face against my pussy. he spread my legs farther, pushing on my thighs as he licked and bit every inch between my legs. then he stopped and i let go of his head.
i sat up, breathless. “don’t stop, Jayden… please don’t stop,” i pleaded, and he shoved me back down.
“shut up, Lauren.” he said, and got up off my bed. he stood against it again, facing me, and unbuttoned his jeans. my pussy throbbed waiting for him to drop those damn jeans and stick his-
“come here,” he ordered and dropped his jeans to his ankles. he slid his boxers down as i knelt on the bed infront of him. my eyes widened at the size of his cock. he yanked me by the hair, not roughly, but enough to make me go to him faster. i grabbed his eight and a half inches with my hand and stroked it, kneeling infront of him, my ass in the air. he pulled my face against it until it touched my lips. “suck it.”
i released it and parted my lips, the tip of his dick feeling soft as it entered my mouth. he smelled like Irish Spring soap. i pulled it out of my mouth and ran my tongue up the vien under his dick, then swirled my tongue along his head.
“oh shit….” he moaned, holding my head. i cupped his balls with my hand, something Nick always liked. i felt my pussy growing wet again as i fucked my face with his cock. then i stopped and looked up at him, my lips feeling swollen from the friction.
“close the blinds, Jayden. the neighbors-”
“no,” he said and pushed my head back down. “let them see what a freak my step-sister is. is your pussy wet?”
i moaned as i sucked him off, then felt him bend over me and stick his fingers up my cunt. hard. “you’re wet as hell. you dirty little girl,” he laughed and took his fingers out of me.
i tongued his dick again. running it all around his head and up and down his cock. i deep throated, gagging at first, then relaxing and let it slide down my throat. i gripped his balls again, played with them in my hand.
“shit, Lauren, i’m gonna cum,” he said, then i felt him tighten. i wanted to know what he tasted like. i pumped my mouth faster up and down his dick, my hand beginning to jerk him off at the base of his dick. he moaned and i felt a hot liquid shoot into my mouth. i swallowed and took it all in, still sucking his dick until his was finished.
Jayden moaned as i pulled back, and i sat back on the bed, my legs spread, my mouth voilated from his huge dick. my jaw hurt, but i still wanted more. he stepped out of his jeans and knelt on the bed, naked with me now, except for my bra. his dick hardened again when he reached behind me and unfastened my bra, and took it off. he cupped my breasts in his hands, then pushed me back on my bed. he held my arms above my head and i spread my legs, letting him lay between them. he kissed and licked my tits, sucking on each nipple. i moaned and twisted beneath him, his gold chain dangling and sliding across my stomach everytime he moved. i closed my eyes, and groaned, biting my own lip to keep from screaming. it felt so damn good, he knew what he was doing. my back arched as he bit my nipple, my stomach against his chest. the chain once again felt cold on my stomach, adding a different sensation. my pussy throbbed and i wanted his dick in me. i tried to pry my arms free, but he gripped them tighter, holding them above my head.
he kissed my collar bone, then moved up to my chin. i opened my eyes as he kissed me again, the taste of his cum and my wetness mixing in our mouths. his lips crushed mine, and he released my arms. i wrapped my arms around his shoulders and gripped his hips with my knees as i parted my lips to let his tongue in. he sucked on my tongue, then sat back up again.
“turn around,” he ordered. but instead of waiting for me to turn over, he grabbed my hips and moved me himself. i was on my knees, bent over, my ass against his hips. i was well aware that if any of our neighbors were to look outside right now, they’d see just that.
the tip of his cock slid up and down my wet pussy. then in one quick motion, he slid his whole dick in me, causing me to cry out. he thrusted hard from behind me, and he held my hips so i couldn’t move. his hand reach reached around and found my clit. he massaged and pinched it, sending waves of shock through my body. i could barely stand it.
“oh God, Jayden… Jayden,” i moaned, my body ready to collapse from an on-coming orgasm.
he held me up with his left hand, his right hand still torturing my clit. “jayden, i’m gonna cum…” i cried out and my muscles tightened and released around his cock, my stomach cunvulsing in one big orgasm.
he pulled out and i collapsed onto my bed. he turned me over and spread my legs, so wide i almost screamed from the pain. he entered me again, so hard and fast i did scream. he thrusted slow then fast, hitting a spot that was about to send another orgasm through me. “oh my God…” i moaned. he fucked me for a few minutes, torturing my cunt with his dick. but before i could cum a second time, he pulled out.
“suck me off again, come here,” he said, then once again pulled me into a sitting position before i could move myself. he pushed my head down and i slid his cock into my mouth, tasting my own cum. i sucked fast, and felt his dick tighten and his balls tense. his cum shot into my mouth again and i continued to suck until he finished. i licked my lips and leaned back on my bed, my legs still spread for him.
Jayden’s chest rose and fell with his heavy breathing. he whiped sweat from his brow and leaned down over me. he brushed a thumb across my nipple, hardening it. “you gotta tight little body,” he said, smirking at me. he kissed my lips then sat back up. “turn over.”
i got back on my knees, and he said, “…facing your headboard.”
i turned around, then bent back over infront of him. he grabbed my wrists and put them on my headboard. i felt his hard cock against my ass and thighs as he kissed the back of my neck, then my shoulders and back. he stopped, then released one of my hands, the other still holding my hand against my headboard. he grabbed his cock and i felt him press it against my pussy. he entered me easily, i was dripping wet. he slid in and out of me slowly, i could feel his breath on my shoulder.
when his dick was well lubricated, he pulled out of me and i felt him press his dick against my asshole.
“Jayden-”
“shut up,” he said as he pushed his eight and a half inch cock into my tiny virgin ass.
i cried out and tried to move, but he grabbed my other hand again, this time both hands holding me against the headboard. my hands gripped the headboard, and i kept telling myself to relax. the more his cock slid in and out, the more i tried to relax my muscles. he slid it all the way in and i screamed. he let go of my hands and covered my mouth, my back against his chest, his other hand holding my stomach.
“does it hurt, Lauren?” he asked, breathlessly.
i groaned and he thrusted. his hand that was gripping my abs trailed down to my pussy. he found my clit and started rubbing. i felt myself pushing my ass against his dick now. he pinched and rubbed my clit.
“am i scaring you?” he asked, and i could tell he was smirking. he shoved his dick up further in me, then moved his hand from my clit to my nipples, taking his hand off my mouth. i moaned, dropping my head against his shoulder. he rubbed my clit again, and kissed my shoulder. then he shoved me foward, and i caught myself with my hands. with his cock having better access to my ass, he thrusted harder and faster. i was bent over against him, his hand gripping, rubbing, and pinching my clit.
“don’t stop,” i told him. “i want to cum again…”
“i want to cum in you,” he said, out of breath.
i gripped my bedsheets as he slowed, then he moaned as he came. he kept rubbing me as he shot a load into my ass, and i felt my body convulse with him. he pulled out and i collapsed face down onto my bed. my bed moved as he sat down, next to me, and caught his breath. he bent down and picked up his boxers and jeans. i couldn’t move. my ass throbbed, but the rest of me throbbed from the three orgasms he’d just given me. my bed shifted again when he got up. i head him snicker.
“what’s the matter? too much for you to handle?” he laughed and walked around my bed, pulling his boxers up, his dick now limp.
without moving, i looked up at him, my face half burried in my bed. “your such a dick.”
he slapped me hard on the ass.
“ow!” i yelled, jumping up and feeling a sting where he’d just hit me. i touched my ass.
“you love my dick.” he smirked, then left my room.
i layed back on my bed. i DID love his dick. maybe having a deliquent bad boy step-brother wasn’t so bad after all…

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A old evil awakens . part 1

When James a nerdy 20 year old guy gets access to a old power that allows him to control minds and body’s he goes on a trip of vengeance starting with his sister

Waking Chris

I woke up slowly, to a delicious feeling of warmth on my crotch, and I realized that someone had their hand in the throw blanket I was using, groping me. I didn’t move, pretending to still be asleep, enjoying the way the hand was feeling me up. I had a morning woody already, and as I continued to do nothing, they moved to the waistband of my boxers, slipping inside to touch my naked weiner. It felt even better with nothing between the hand and my skin, and I couldn’t help but wiggle a little as the hand petted me. I definitely liked being petted, and I spread my legs a little to give the hand better access.
I felt something touch my lips, and I opened my eyes to see my friend Josh’s older brother, Matt, kissing me. At fifteen, he was two years older than me or Josh. He smiled as my eyes opened, his hand wrapped around my hard penis and my shorts around my thighs.
“Chris. Good morning, sleepyhead. Follow me.” He gave me a wicked grin and pulled my boxers all the way off, leaving me naked except for the blanket. It was cold, and I was on the couch in Josh and Matt’s house. I’d spent the night playing video games and stayed up late, but I was wide awake now. It was early, cold and silent, and I wrapped the blanket around myself as I followed Matt back to his room.
“Matt, give me back my underwear,” I whined. It wasn’t fair of him to rile me up like that and then make me run naked through his house.
“Come and get it, doofus.” He led me to his room and tossed it in.
“Nuh uh.” My voice was still sleepy. I went over to his bed and lay down, wrapping myself in my blanket. “I’m going back to sleep.”
“Hey, you can’t sleep in my bed, doofus.”
I closed my eyes and lay on his pillow. “Don’t care.”
He climbed onto the bed on top of me, a warm and comfortable weight over me.
“You can’t sleep in my bed unless you’re my bitch, doofus,” he threatened, feeling my butt up through the blanket. It felt pretty good.
“Don’t care,” I said, feigning disinterest. The reality was, I wanted him to keep feeling me up like that. I was horny.
He pinned my shoulders to the bed and kissed me again, more soundly this time.
“Fine, you asked for it doofus, now you’re my bitch.” He kissed OK, but I didn’t care for the idea of kissing a guy so much, so I rolled over onto my face, hoping he’d play with my butt some more instead. I pulled the short throw blanket over my head, bringing the other end up past my knees.
“Am not.” My weiner was pressing uncomfortably against the bed, so I arched my butt into the air.
“Are so.” He reached into the blanket again and grabbed my dick, jacking me off a little. With his other hand he rubbed my butt crack, finding my hole and playing with it. I pushed into his hand.
“Am not.”
His hand left my butt for a minute, though he kept jacking me off. I didn’t care what he said, if he kept petting me like this I was going to cream all over his bed pretty soon. He replaced his hand with something warm, firm and wet, and rubbed it up and down my butt crack. I looked back at him, trying to see what it was.
“Are so…bitch.” With a shock I realized it was his dick, just as he pushed it into me. He had a perfect view of my face as it entered me, scrunched up in shock. It didn’t hurt, exactly, but it felt like the biggest poop I’d ever laid. I tried to get up, but he put his hand and weight on my shoulders as he slid into me, pulling me close to him by his hand on my dick.
My butthole pulsed and spasmed, and I wiggled, trying to get free or at least find a more comfortable position. I grunted as he went in, I had been going to say something but I forgot.
The way he was jacking me off slowed down, and he pulled out off me, making a gross noise as his dick came out. It felt just like letting go of a huge poop while jacking off, and I blushed. It felt really gross and kind of good at the same time.
Then he went back in, and started moving it back and forth inside me. My insides went really hot as he humped me, and my penis tingled, and with another shock I realized I was going to cum with him holding my shoulders down and riding my butt.
“I’m…” I started, but too late, as my dick twitched and I soaked his hand in my juice. “Ugh,” I finished. My whole body went tense as I came, and I felt him push himself deep into my butthole, enjoying the sensation. Then I went limp. I didn’t want to move. My butthole just kind of relaxed and let him do whatever he wanted with it, and I realized I kind of enjoyed it, just lying here.
“Good boy…bitch.” He wiped my cum on his sheets and petted my buttcheek.
“I’m not,” I muttered, but it didn’t have any force. He was warm, and I was comfortable, and I really didn’t mind him sexing my butt after the way he’d jacked me off. I turned my head into the mattress and arched my back as his tempo increased.
I heard little grunting noises every time he went in, and realized it was me. He was doing it harder, too, and I could feel him almost come out, and then go all the way in until his pelvis hit my butt. I squirmed a little, trying to find the best way to take him, and I felt him push all the way into me and stay there, then start shooting his load into me as I squirmed. It seemed to take a really long time, and his load felt kind of warm and nice inside me. His dick started softening inside me almost immediately, and he went sort of limp on top of me.
“Damn Chris, you’re one hot bitch,” he murmured in my ear.
I was blushing. “Thanks, Matt.” What else could I say?
I heard something over by the door, and there was Josh in a shirt and boxers, one hand on the bulge in his boxers and the other on his phone with the camera aimed at us. I didn’t know how long he’d been there, but when he saw me looking at him he grinned and vanished before Matt saw him.

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Sweet revenge and maybe a bit more

This Story is basically about blackmail, so you would expect at least some cruelty in the main character. But I did the opposite, giving Steve a backstory that’s not about hate. I was trying to make the story a bit more human and so a bit more realistic.
Before you read the story, I should mention that English isn’t my mother tongue and I’m sorry for any mistakes I probably made.

Prisoner of War

aonThe last week in July was here, and it was time to go to Don’s house! Don had long since been a friend of my fathers. They’d met in Vietnam and been buddies ever since. When my dad died when I was six, Don had more then been there for me and my mom. Not in a sleazy way or anything, in fact, he really helped the two of us put our lives back together.
I used to see him frequently, but ever since he had to move two hours away for his job, those visits had become far less frequent. My mom had decided that since I was 15, I could go and spend a week with him. I think she wanted to make sure I still had that male presence in my life, and get some time to herself. I’d been driving her a bit crazy all summer.
We pulled into Don’s driveway after two and a half hours on the road. His house was a small ranched tucked in between pockets of woods in rural New York. To a kid that had grown up in the city, it was already pretty awesome for me. He came out the door just as we turned the car off. He must have been waiting.
Don wasn’t one of those huge, built army guys you see in the movies. He was about 45 years old, and average build. Probably around 5’10, 175 pounds I guessed. He had short cropped dark brown hair, and a smiled that dispelled myths of the stoicism of army soldiers.
My mom stayed and talked to Don for a few minutes while I put my things in the guest bedroom. When I came downstairs, she was starting to cry. “You take care of him,” she told Don. Now the prospect of having some time to herself wasn’t looking too good I supposed. Don assured her that he would, and that I’d be fine. Finally, she gave me a hug and drove away.
“So what do you want to do sport?” Don asked me when she left. “How do you like the house?”
“It’s alright I guess, I like the yard better.”
He grinned, “Yeah, living in the city, you’re not used to all that green. What’s say we enjoy it? Paintball?”
I readily agreed. Paintball was one of my favorite sports, but living in the city, I’d never really gotten to play. I was excited to finally have a real battlefield.
“I think there’s some stuff in the guest room closet you can change into, I wasn’t much bigger than you when I was in the service,” he told me, “I’ll go get things ready.”
I wandered back into what was to be my room for the next nine days, and looked in the closet. There was a full set of camoflouge combat fatigues, and some heavy duty boots. They were a little loose on my 5’10’’, 145 pound frame, but the boots fit perfectly.
I went out to the living room and knew I was in for the fight of my life. Don was all dressed up in camouflage. In addition to that, he wore camo gloves, and had his face painted a dark green. He handed me one of two guns and we went outside.
“Why don’t you head off that way into the woods,” he pointed, “I’ll give you a bit of a head start and set in after you. I own all the land between the four roads around here, so you can’t get lost too bad. Just head in one direction to you meet a road and find your way back that way.”
I made my way quickly into the woods, trying to put as much distance in between him and me as possible. When I thought I’d gone far enough, I slowed to a stop, and holed up in a thick bush. I waited for a while, only to be met with dead silence. I thought of going on the offensive, but that was probably a bad idea. All of a sudden, I heard a twig crack to my left. My head swiveled in that direction, but I saw nothing. Dropping to my stomach, I tried to quietly and slowly crawl on my hands and knees towards the sound.
I’d only made it a few feet when one foot kicked my gun out of my hands, and the other stepped on my back, pinning me to the ground. I moved both hands around to his foot, trying to get out from under him. That’s when he slapped a pair of cuffs to my wrists and pulled me to my feet.
“What are you doing?” I asked Don.
“I’ve caught myself a nice little prisoner of war.” There was a grin in his voice. He poked me with the barrel of the gun. “March back to the house.”
We walked in silence most of the way, with him poking me in the back or ass with his gun, nudging me forwards. The longer we walked, and the more he poked me, I felt myself getting turned on. By the time the house came into view, I was sporting a nice 6’’ erection that was fairly well hidden by my fatigues.
He walked me over to a post in the center of his yard, and clipped the chain of the cuffs to something, holding me in place. “Time to execute you,” he said, grinning. He walked back about twenty feet. I winced as he took aim, and flinched as he fired. Three red spots appeared on my chest, stinging a little.
He let me go, and gave me my gun back. “Ready for another try?”
“yeah, this time things’ll go a little differently.”
“Oho, big talker,” he said. “Care to put something on that?”
I hesitated for a moment, knowing I was surely going to lose. Ah what the hell, maybe I’d get lucky.
“Sure, I get to execute you.”
“And what if I win again?” He asked.
I thought of my arousal earlier. “I’ll be your Prisoner again,” I told him. He grinned broadly at that.
“Once we shake, there’s no turning back,” he said. I nodded, not quite sure what he meant, and shook his hand.
I headed off into the woods once more, trying to find a better hiding spot. There was a fallen tree whose ‘v’ shape made an alcove to hide in. It looked like it’d be pretty hard for him to sneak in there. Once again, I sat and waited. It seemed like hours, and I thought my hiding spot had been too good, that he wasn’t going to find me.
“Drop it,” a voice said behind me. My gun fell into the brush. He picked it up and spun me around. Before I knew what was happening, he’d unzipped the one piece jumpsuit and pulled it down. It dropped to my ankles, and I stepped out of it, giving it to him, and leaving me in my boxers and paintball mask only. He snapped the cuffs on once more, and my dick stood at attention.
“Having fun there?” Don asked, noticing it. I turned red and nodded. He put the gun in my back again. “March.” I walked back towards the house. About halfway there, my cock popped out the slit in my boxers, poking into the humid july air. After a little while, he reached around. I thought he was going to fix things for me, but instead he slid it and my balls all the way out. I gasped in shock at my now exposed manhood, and the feelings I had being helpless to do anything about it. “March,” he commanded once more, and I continued towards the house.
Once we got there, he fastened me to the pole once more. He stepped back and took a look at my body before moving forward and pulling my boxers to my ankles. Before I knew what I was doing, I stepped out so he could take them. He left and went inside for a few moments, leaving me there. Even though his house was out in the boonies, I felt so exposed completely naked, bound and facing the road. I hoped no cars would come by, buy at the same time, kind of hoped some would.
He returned with the bag I’d brought my clothes in, added the ones I’d been wearing, and tied it shut. Tying a rope to the end, he grabbed them and climbed a ladder he’d set against a nearby tree. He tied the bag about twenty feet up and came down again, removing the ladder. There were no branches on the tree any lower than ten feet.
“What are you doing?” I asked him.
“You agreed to be prisoner, didn’t you?” I nodded. “And judging by the look of things, you’re very much enjoying yourself, aren’t you?” I turned red and nodded again. “I promise you’ll enjoy being my prisoner this week. The only question is, are you going to be bad or good?”
“Good,” I answered after a moments hesitation.
“Are you going to do what I tell you to?”
“Yes.”
“Yes what?”
“Yes
sir?” I ventured.
“Sir isn’t bad, I would prefer if you would call me Master.”
“Yes Master,” I said. The feeling I got when the words passed my lips was one of unbelievable arousal. I shifted in my bound position, longing to do something about my throbbing cock.
“You are horny, aren’t you?” Don asked. “Do you masturbate?” Red in the face, I nodded. “Talk to me,” he commanded.
“Yes master, I masturbate.”
“How many times a day?” he pulled up a lawnchair and sat in front of me, eyes leering at my naked body.
“Two to three Master,” I told him.
“Were you planning on doing it while here?”
“I
uh, I don’t know Master.”
“Tell the truth.”
“Yes, probably, yes Master.”
“You like pleasuring yourself, don’t you?” I nodded. “What about pleasuring others?”
“I never have, Master.”
“Would you like to be taught to?”
“Yes Master.”
“Would you like me to stroke you right now?”
The question caught me off guard at first, but rapidly brought my attention back to my raging hardon. “Yes Master, please.” I thrusted out my hips to give him easier access. He didn’t take the prize.
“What’s in it for me?”
“I don’t know Master,” I said truthfully, imagining, but not knowing what he would want.
“Awful selfish of you to want pleasure for yourself, and not think of what I want, isn’t it?”
I hung my head in shame. “Yes Master. How do I pleasure you Master?” I asked.
“Well, that’s something you’ve got to learn, isn’t it? I can spend this week training you if you like
”
I nodded eagerly. “Yes Master.”
“It will take some hard work on your part, and the whole week. Are you willing?”
“Yes Master.”
He stood up and let me free of the cuffs. I rubbed my wrists, they had been a bit tight, and stood there not knowing what to do.
“You already learned your first lesson. You won’t be wearing any clothes this week.” He ran a hand lightly down my chest to my stomach, sending shudders through my body. “You have a very nice figure, and this way, I get to enjoy it whenever I want.”
He led me inside once more. “I’m going to change and wash up in the master bath. You should do the same in your bathroom. There are a few things for you that I put in there. With that he sauntered off to the bedroom. I headed off into mine, grabbing my cock as I did so. I started to stroke it, then remembered what he’d said a few moments earlier, and stopped.
On my bed there was a collar, leash and padlock. I slid the collar around my neck and grabbed the small padlock. The key wasn’t anywhere in sight. When I slid the lock in, I’d be stuck that way until someone decided to let me out. I slid it in and clicked it shut. I put the leash on, letting it hang down in front. I looked at myself in the mirror with the bondage equipment on me. I was both humiliated at my situation and aroused at my servitude. I showered quickly, then returned to the living room.
Don wasn’t out yet, so I sat down on the couch and waited. A few minutes later he entered, clad in athletic shorts and a T-shirt. He walked over to the couch and grabbed my leash, pulling me up.
“When I enter a room, you are to drop to your knees and await my instructions, is that clear?”
“Yes Master.” I dropped to the appropriate position.
He sat down and turned the TV on. “Come up here and sit on my lap.” I complied, leaning off to his left side against the side of the couch. He looped his feet around my ankles, and pulled my legs apart with his. He reached around and stroked my cock, eliciting a moan from my lips.
“I like that you didn’t immediately run off and jerk it once I left. That’s a good start.”
“Thank you Master,” I breathed, his hand doing an excellent job on my cock. To my disappointment, he gave a few more strokes and stopped.
“You have a very nice cock,” he told me, running a hand over it again. I shuddered.
“You too Master,” I could feel it growing steadily in his shorts, straining against my right ass cheek.
“Did you enjoy being cuffed to that post?”
“Yes Master.”
“Good, cuffs are nice, but I much prefer rope. And you better believe I can tie you snugly. Why don’t I show you.” He stood me up, and left the room for a moment. I stood there, cock still sticking up with my wrists together behind my back.
A few seconds later he returned and stood behind me. He pulled my wrists together snugly, causing me to have to take a half step backwards and began wending rope around them. A few short minutes later he stepped back. “There, try and get out.”
I squirmed, but only just barely, because I could barely move. “Are you comfortable like this?” he asked me.
“Yes Master.”
“It’s not too tight, is it?”
“No Master.”
“Good, you better get used to it. And this,” he tugged on my leash, “gives me full control now.” He tugged on it for emphasis, leading me around the couch a few times, before bringing me back in front of it. “You look pretty damn good tied like that,” he told me, grasping my cock again.”
“Were you excited about coming here?” he asked me.
“Yeah
yes Master.”
“What about now, still excited?” I nodded. “Even more?” I nodded again. “Why is that?” he asked me.
I thought about it for several seconds. Certainly my cock was excited, but my mind also raced with the possibilities. “I don’t know, the training thing I guess.”
“You didn’t refer to me as Master.”
“Sorry Master,” I said genuinely.
“It’s ok,” he told me. “Turn around and bend over.” I did so, making my upper body nearly parallel to the floor. Even though I knew what was coming, I still jumped when his hand firmly smacked my ass. The first two didn’t hurt, but by the time the fifth rolled around, I was mighty glad he’d stopped.
“I think it’s about time for dinner,” he said. I looked at the clock. Somehow the time had managed to creep towards six PM. Don untied me and sat me at his computer. “I’ll work on making the food, while you can learn a bit more about bondage.
I didn’t know where to begin at first, so I just searched for bondage. Dozens of images of nude and bound girls came up, which didn’t much apply to me. So I typed “men in bondage.” That worked a bit better as I thumbed through various images of males being tied up. I learned some of the basics, what hogties and strappado ties were, what kinds of gags there were and a little about types of equipment.
Eventually I found a gallery of a bound man, about 20. He was on his knees with his wrists cuffed behind him to a post not unlike the one in the yard. He was leaning forward, and taking the cock of another man in his mouth. Don came over right then.
“Find some good stuff?” he asked me.
I only managed a nod. He looked towards the screen. “Nice, is that something you want to do?”
“Yes Master.” The words were out of my mouth before I had a chance to pull them back. The truth was, I didn’t know, but the thought intrigued me. WE sat at his small table and ate dinner, baked chicken with mashed potatoes and gravy. It was some of the best food I’ve ever eaten.
Afterwards, I helped him do the dishes. “You should be thanking me for the meal,” he told me.
“Thank you Master,” I replied quickly.
“Good boy,” he told me. The submission I felt in those two little words washed over me. I smiled at him, and resumed washing my plate. After the dishes were done and dried, he led me back into the living room by my leash.
He had me kneel in front of him, between the couch and coffee table. The edge of the table touched my back about four inches below the shoulders. He cuffed my wrists behind my back, and slapped a pair on my ankles as well. Then he ran a length of rope from my wrists around the other side of the table and below it to my ankles. This had me leaning back slightly, sort of offering my cock out to him.
He sat in front of me and grabbed it lightly, stroking me. I moaned, my young cock was absolutely aching at this point, wanting desperately to be satisfied. Wordlessly, he began to strip in front of me. I couldn’t help but stare, mesmerized as the patches of exposed flesh became more and more numerous. I gasped out loud when he slid his boxers to his ankles and revealed his 7’’ hard cock.
He stood and held it in front of me. “Do you want this?”
I stared for a few moments, then finally slowly began to nod. “yes Master.”
“Do you think you can please it?”
“I don’t know Master, I never have before.” I looked up at him with a look of longing and arousal.
“That’s ok, that will be part of your training for the week. You will practice, again and again and again until you are very, very good at it. Your responsibility will be learning to suck me exactly the way I want. You will do it whenever I want for as long as I want, under penalty of torture. Is this clear?”
I nodded solemnly. “Yes Master.”
“The POW’s in Nam didn’t have it near as good as you do, but make no mistake, you are my prisoner.”
“Yes Master.”
“Open your mouth wide, tongue out.” My lips parted and I stuck my tongue as far down my chin as I could get it. I watched him slowly approach me, cock in hand. He held it an inch in front of me and rubbed in on my tongue. The warmth was a bit surprising, as was the combination of its hard and softness. It was like a bar with padding around it.
I kept my mouth open as he slowly slid it in. I thought he was going to keep going into my throat and choke me, but he stopped just short. He softly stroked my cheek. “Wrap your lips around me,” he commanded. I complied, closing them tightly on his cock, taking care to keep my teeth far away. I wondered what I must have looked like then, on my knees, bound with his cock halfway into my mouth. My tongue lay flat against the bottom of his cock, ready to spring into action.
“All that matters tonight is effort. How hard are you willing to try to make me cum? We’ll worry about your skills later. You’re not to swallow tonight, you’re to hold it in your mouth and drool it down your chin. You need to get used to the taste. Is that clear?”
I nodded. “You may begin,” he told me. I looked up at him for a few seconds, not sure what to do, then slowly started bobbing up and down. I would pull out until just the tip was in my mouth, then go down as far as I could. I could get 3-4 inches of him in my mouth until he hit my throat and started to gag me. I thought of how I’d like to be blown. I moved my tongue back and forth over the sensitive spot below his head.
He seemed to like it best when I used a sort of a spiraling motion with my tongue around his cock. I looked up at him the whole time, like I’d seen girls do in porn. He stared straight back at me, smiling, occasionally rolling his eyes back in his head when I’d found something that worked.
Every once in a while, I’d pull off him completely and lick up and down his shaft. Sometimes I’d find my way all the way down to his balls and suck on them. I loved the way they rolled around and filled my mouth. I slid my tongue back up to his tip before taking him in my mouth again.
He looked down at me,. “your jaw must be a little tired, do you want to stop?” I shook my head no while continuing to move up and down. I knew he had to have been getting close, so in spite of my fatigue, I picked up the pace. “Mmm,” he moaned appreciatively. My tongue was moving rapidly around the head of his cock. I could feel it starting to swell in my mouth, knowing that cum wasn’t far away.
I was nervous, but excited, anticipating taking his load, pleasing him. He seemed to get harder and harder, impossibly hard, before his dick finally contracted and the first load of cum shot into my mouth. It hit me in the back of the throat making me gag, but I was determined not to let him down. Stream after stream came, each with less speed than the first until finally he was dribbling all over my tongue.
Both the warmth and taste shocked me. It was saltier than I expected. I didn’t like it too much, but the thought of what I’d just done for Don made me horny as hell, and easily made up for it. He slowly slid himself out of my mouth, and I tightened my lips as he did so, squeezing every last drop out of him.
I looked up at him with my mouth full for a few seconds, before parting my lips slightly and letting his massive load dribble down my chin and onto my chest. He smiled appreciatively at that. By the time I was finished, cum covered my lower jaw and most of my chest, running down to my stomach and some even made it onto my dick.
“How did I do Master?” I asked him with a face full of cum.
“I think the load speaks for itself,” he told me grinning. “Don’t worry, we’ll work on your technique more tomorrow.”
“Are you going to untie me Master?”
“Lord no,” he told me, “I’m going to enjoy that sight for a little while. In fact
” He left the room for a few minutes, and returned with a camera. “I think I’ll enjoy it whenever I want. I was helpless to do anything as he snapped picture after picture of me covered in his cum.

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