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Fixing the Sink Ch. 3

Josh is a good guy and he feels a little sorry for what he did. He has to go apologize or he will fell terrible. What will Audrey say?

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Isabella: Part 3: Slave

The Blanchers are none the wiser about their two children’s new relationship. The pair has to spend some obligatory time with the family before they can be alone together again.

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Yes, Detective: Chapter 4

Dana and Abby learn each other’s fantasies and reconnect with the detective’s family. Can they work everything out that memories and past actions bring up?

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The Favorite Uncle

Chase has been coming to his Uncle Jake’s ranch for as long as he can remember to help his uncle work for a little extra cash, but this trip he has other things in mind

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Not so little brother: Chapter 1

This is my first attempt at a story so I would appreciate any comments, suggestions, and criticisms. It is a work of fiction and I intend to write several more chapters.
I guess I should introduce myself…My name is Charlie and my brother’s name is Steven. I’m currently 21 but this is about something that happened a couple years back…
My brother and I used to share a room. He’s 3 years younger than me so for a long time that wasn’t a problem. We hadn’t hit puberty yet and didn’t have the shyness that comes with it. We’d change in front of each other, occasionally share a shower, and use the toilet at the same time. We had bunk beds.
When I was 12 my parents decided that it would be a good idea for us to have separate rooms. I had started puberty and had grown uncomfortable changing in front of my brother. I talked to my dad and he agreed that it was the right thing to do. We had a play room which was always going to be turned into my room when we got old enough and that’s what we did. It only took about a week before the entire move was done and I was settled in, happy, to go through puberty in privacy. My brother and I didn’t see each other naked from then on.
When I was 17 my family decided to take a two week long vacation to Florida and that we would get two rooms. One for them and one for Steven and me. It would be two weeks of fun in the sun.
Now for a bit of info about myself at the time when the rest of the story takes place. I was your average guy; there was absolutely nothing special about me. I was 17 years old and nearing the end of puberty. I’m about 5’7” and 130 lbs. I have brown hair and brown eyes. I’m a rather slim guy and decently hairy. My dick isn’t anything special either. I’m just about average with an uncut dick that measures a little under 6”. Nothing to brag about but nothing to be ashamed of either. I was still a virgin at that point. I was unsure of my sexuality and really confused.
My brother was 14 at this point and about 5’6”. That’s really all I knew. He had brown hair and brown eyes as well. He was skinny too but he has a nice body. People often mistook us for twins and were pretty surprised to find out that I was 3 years older than him. I was in high school at this point and he was in middle school still so we never hung out and we had different friends. Hell, we barely saw each other when we were home except for at meals.
Back to the story…
After the 4-hour plane flight to Florida and the ride to the hotel we unpacked our clothes and headed out to dinner. My parents were really tired so they decided that they were gonna head to bed and that left me and Steven to head back to our room. We were always a night-time shower family so it wasn’t a surprise to me when, on the walk from the elevator, Steven called first dibs on the shower. I thought about calling age seniority on him but I figured I’d live through the 10 minutes he’d need to shower. Whatever.
We get to the room and I flop down on our bed and turn on the TV to see if there’s anything good on. Out of the corner of my I realize that my brother is taking his clothes off; he’s facing me. I cautiously watched as he stripped down. I’ll admit, my brother had a nice body and I had glanced at him more than once whenever we were swimming. I’d thought that he was kind of hot for a couple years but nothing could have prepared me. I figured that he was going to stop at his boxers and bring a clean pair into the bathroom with him to change into after but I was wrong. Steven slipped down his boxers, stepped out of them, and stood up to reveal a sizable cock. As I said, I don’t have a big dick. I’m just under 6” hard and maybe 3” soft so what my brother pulled out was huge to me. Soft my brother’s cock must have been 6” long and thicker than mine was when hard. I tried not to show any expression as my brother turned and walked to the bathroom and shut the door behind him. Seconds later I heard the shower turn on.
I couldn’t get my mind off of his dick. How the fuck could my brother have such a big cock and me have one so small? I was the older brother God damnit! This wasn’t fucking fair! And we looked so alike too! And at the same time, I was kind of turned on. He did have a really nice body. He was slim, not too skinny, and had a nice “V” leading down to a nicely trimmed bush of light brown pubes out of which sprouted that monster. And those big balls hanging below his dick looked delicious. How big is it hard? I could only begin to wonder.
It was about 20 minutes before I heard the shower end but it seemed like only a moment since I was so entranced by the image of my brother’s cock still imprinted on my mind’s eye. I looked up when I heard the lock disengage when Steven turned the door handle to the bathroom door. His hair was messy and he looked mostly dry. His towel was lying, used, on the bathroom floor under the sink. He was completely naked. His cock looked, if possible, even bigger than when he had entered the bathroom. On the tip of his dick glistened a drop of cum as it seeped out of his piss slit. In my pants my dick stirred a tiny bit.
“All yours.” My brother said to me, glancing in my direction.
It took me a second to snap out of the daze I was in and realize what he had said.
“Looks like you had some fun.” I responded hoping to catch him off guard and maybe embarrass him a little.
“What?” Steven looked down at his cock, grabbed it, and tilted the head back a little while retracting the foreskin some.
“Oh.” As he said it he took his other hand and wiped the cum onto his finger before letting his penis drop back against his balls. It hit them heavily. He walked back into the bathroom and rubbed it onto the towel which he had dropped on the floor. He walked back into the room.
“All yours.” He repeated.
“Thanks.” Was all I could manage as I got up off the bed and stood up.
Steven watched as I began to take my clothes off starting with my socks and slowly taking off my shirt, unbuckling my belt, and my shorts. I paused at my boxers and decide what to do. I couldn’t let my brother know that his older brother’s dick was so much smaller than his… could I?
“Come on, let’s see how much dick you’ve got.
Fuck. Steven expected that I had an equally huge dick as him. This could only be absolute shit. I grabbed a clean pair of boxers and started walking towards the door. I’ll just play it off as not giving a fuck and finding this all a bit weird.
“No. Why do you want to see my dick anyway? You already jacked off.”
That’ll teach him to want to get a look at my cock. Threaten his sexuality; that always works.
“I’m not gay. I don’t need to prove that to you. I just want to see how much bigger I can expect to get.”
What to do?
Before I could even begin to think of a response or a plant Steven had decided what to do. Before I could stop him I found my boxers down at my feet and an absolutely shocked look on my brother’s face. The shock soon faded away as he started to laugh. During this exchange I had been standing there, in my boxers, in the chilly hotel room air and my dick had only gotten smaller than it normally appeared. There I stood, frozen, my boxers around my ankles, with my brother sitting on the floor in front of me laughing.
After a couple seconds Steven stopped laughing and stood up.
“That’s one pathetic dick you have there. What do you plan to do with that?”
Steven grabbed his dick with one hand and shook it a little.
“This, is what a real piece of meat looks like. That, that’s a toy.”
As I watched, Steven’s cock started to grow. The thick piece of meat between his legs swelled and elongated until it was fully hard. I stared at his hard cock. It must have been 9” long and was really thick. The foreskin rested just behind the beautiful, soft, purple head which was, itself, quite large. The entire thing jutted straight out from his body and then curved up a bit.
Watching his cock grow turned me on even more than the sight of the cum which had glistened on his cockhead when he exited the bathroom. Against my will, my own cock began to grow. Steven noticed and a smirk crossed his face as he realized just how much smaller than him I really was.
“That’s all? Fuck! I was that big when I was 12.”
I couldn’t say anything. I just stood there humiliated and turned on. My dick was now at its full size and rock hard. Steven knew that the sight of his big dick was what was doing it to me and he knew what to do.
“Touch it.”
That broke me out of it.
“What?” I gasped.
“Touch it.” He replied. “You know you want to. Go on, feel what a real man’s cock feels like in your hand.”
Tentatively, I reached out and placed one finger on the head of his cock. It was smooth and soft. His cock twitched at my touch and a small amount of precum oozed out of his piss hole. I ran my finger down his head to his slit and touched the precum. I pulled my hand away trailing a string of precum.
“Taste it.”
I brought my eyes up to meet his. He stared into mine. I dropped my gaze. Without protesting I did what he said. I slowly moved my hand up to my mouth and stuck my tongue out. I touched my tongue to my finger, licking off the small glob of precum which I had taken from his cock. It tasted good. Sweet, and at the same time salty. I liked it.
He grabbed my other hand and moved it to his cock. I looked into his eyes again. There was a hunger in his eyes. This was a look of a predator staring down its prey. The look in Steven’s eyes scared me. He placed my hand on his cock and wrapped my fingers around it. They didn’t even reach all the way around his girth. I couldn’t believe how big it is. Around, it was about the size of the can of shaving cream that I had in my overnighter. I could easily fist my own dick with my fingers all the way around and meeting again a little bit on the other side. Unlike the head of his dick the shaft was very hard and warm. I could feel the large veins that provided the blood to nourish his big piece of meat.
I started to slowly move my hand up and down his dick, jacking him off. He sighed and closed his eyes a little.
“Mmmm…faster.”
I moved my hand along his shaft faster. His foreskin moved up and down over the smooth head of his cock with each pump of my hand. My cock was still rock hard; precum was leaking out of my piss hole. He opened his eyes and looked down at his cock. A drop of precum sat on the tip of his penis. He looked into my eyes once again and I knew what he wanted. I stopped jacking him off as he put his hands on my shoulders, applying pressure, pushing me down onto my knees.
I looked up at Steven and he looked down at me with that same look of hunger in his eyes. Only this time I wasn’t scared by the look. Now, I wanted to do this. As turned on as I had been when I first saw Steven’s cock at its full size I was turned on so much more now that it bobbed just inches from my face.
From this angle his cock looked even bigger than it had from above. I reached out and grabbed the thick shaft of his cock and it twitched once again, releasing even more precum from his slit to join the already large glob accumulating at the tip. The glob started to extend, to drip onto the floor below. I couldn’t let that happen. Leaning forward I reached out my tongue and made briefly made contact with his dick as I licked off the glob of precum.
He sighed. I pumped my hand along his cock watching as his foreskin moved back and forth over the edge of his head.
“Taste it.” He commanded in a low, gruff voice.
I quickly looked up at him and met his gaze once again before looking at his dick. I leaned forward and gently placed my lips on the head of his cock. I kissed it gently. He gasped again. Using my tongue I flicked the tip and his dick twitched, hitting me in the nose. I giggled a little bit.
I took a deep breath and decided to take the next step. I opened my mouth and took the large head in. I wrapped my lips around it.
“Oh God” Steven moaned through clenched teeth. “You love my cock don’t you?”
It felt so big in my mouth. It was both soft and warm and tasted a little salty as I caressed it with my tongue. I felt him squirm as I stuck the tip of my tongue into his piss slit.
“More” Steven sighed as he put his hand on the back of my head and applied pressure.
I opened up my mouth a little wider to accommodate his large dick as he started to force it into my mouth. Jesus, this thing was big! I couldn’t even begin to be believe how much of his cock was filling my mouth and yet even more was outside of my mouth. I soon felt the large head hitting the back of my throat and Steven kept pushing as I continued to suck on his cock. I started to gag a little to no avail as he continued trying to jam as much of his huge dick in my mouth as he could. I couldn’t breathe.
He quickly realized that he had as much of his dick in my mouth as he was going to managed and switched tactics to fucking my mouth with what he could get in rather than trying to shove the whole thing in. He grabbed my head on either side and fucked my face. He slammed his cock into me hitting in the back of the throat with each thrust. At least this wasn’t as bad as when he was just pushing as I could get quick breaths in every time he pulled his cock out.
“Fuck yeah! You like this don’t you? You little slut!” There was anger in his voice.
Me? A slut?
It hurt as he rammed his dick into me and I really couldn’t help anything. Spit dripped down my chin as he fucked me. I still worked to caress his dick with my tongue and suck on it but it was difficult with him thrusting into my mouth like he was, fucking my face.
Suddenly he slapped me.
“Watch your teeth you fucking slut!” he growled as he slapped me again.
“Sorry” I half mumbled around his cock, my face stinging from the slaps.
As he continued to face fuck me I couldn’t help but wonder two things: Is he ever going to cum? What’s going to happen when he cums? As I said, I was a virgin. But more than a virgin, I was inexperienced by any definition. I hadn’t eaten a pussy, I hadn’t sucked a cock. Hell, I hadn’t even seen either in real life. I kissed a girl once in the 8th grade at a party and that was it. The thought of him cumming both excited me and disturbed me.
I had tasted my own cum once. That was a couple years back when I had first started cumming and I was stupid. It tasted disgusting and I couldn’t believe I had even thought about trying it after I was done. I didn’t want to taste his cum… And yet, the thought of him shooting his warm sperm down my throat turned me on. During this entire time that he’d been humping my face I had remained hard. A line of precum trailed out of my slit, down my shaft, and onto my balls where it dripped onto the carpet below me. I hadn’t even touched my cock.
“God I wish Sarah was this good.”
Sarah? Who the fuck is Sarah? Shit. Not only did he have a bigger dick than me but he’d already gotten more than action than me. Great. Fucking Great.
Time seemed to go slowly while this went down. What seemed to take hours only lasted 10 minutes as Steven fucked my face. I had gotten used to the feeling of his veiny dick sliding back and forth between my lips, of the large head slamming against my throat, of the ach in my jaw. Eventually I felt his thrusts start to get more ragged, his breathing get shallower, and his dick start to get even bigger. The head started to swell up and harden while his dick got longer and thicker. I knew he was close to coming.
Steven opened his eyes and looked down at me.
“I’m getting close Charlie. You know what that means?”
I looked up at him and met his gaze.
“You’re gonna be a good little bitch and drink my cum like the cumslut you are.”
Steven quickened his pace and I braced myself for the blast that I knew was headed my way.
“Mmmm”
Steven’s breathing got even shallower as he moaned and thrust even harder.
“Fuck yeah”
And with that Steven stopped thrusting, the head of his cock resting on my tongue. He started quickly jacking off his cock though it probably wasn’t necessary. I felt his dick swell even more as he moaned and I felt his dick start to pulse.
“That’s it. Drink my cum. Drink your little brother’s seed.” Steven moaned as he threw his head back in pleasure.
The first hot blast hit me hard in the back of my throat. The salty goodness missing my tongue completely and sliding straight down into my stomach. The next blast was a lot less powerful and some of his sperm landed on my tongue. It was very hot and tasted very salty and bitter. How could anyone like this I wondered as he cock kept erupting blasts of cum into my mouth.
6 hot blasts of cum later Steven’s dick stopped shooting and just leaked a little cum as it twitched as the orgasm died down. I swallowed his large load. It felt weird as it went down my throat. My throat felt itchy. I started to take his cock out of his mouth.
“Oh no you don’t! Don’t miss a drop. Don’t miss a fucking drop!” Steven growled, glaring down at me.
I grabbed his dick and, with my mouth open, his head on my tongue, slowly jacked his cock off, milking it. I squeezed out every last drop of my littler brother’s cum as it softened up and got softer. Eventually he took it out of my mouth and pulled the foreskin back over the head of his delicious cock. He slapped me, half playfully, across the face with his dick.
“That was the best blowjob I’ve ever gotten. You’re a natural.”
Steven turned around and went back into the bathroom which started all of this leaving me still on my knees where he’d left me. I could hear him taking a piss in the bathroom, flush the toilet, and brush his teeth. When he exited the bathroom I was still there. He looked at me, laughed, put on some pajama bottoms, and got in bed.
“Turn off all the lights when you get to bed slut.”
He turned off the lamp on his side of the bed.
I sat there for another couple minutes before I got up and went into the bathroom. I turned on the shower and got in while it was still cold. I sat there, the water warming up, going over what had just happened. I just found out my brother had a huge cock which he then forced me to suck. I swallowed his cum. I SWALLOWED HIS FUCKING CUM!
Then another thought hit me. This was day one of our two week vacation in sunny Florida. I could only begin to dream what the next two weeks had in store.
End of chapter 1.
More to come.

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The Lost Warrior

So, I’m trying to write stories that are more plot thick, so the set up may take a while. But I think it’s worth it, because the characters get fleshed out better which leads to more satisfying scenes. And warning, there are action and fight scenes I will include in this story where people fight with swords, and yeah some people die, but nobody dies while having sex, I’m not into that so chill.

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Teachers Pet 2

When last we left our intrepid teenager he was taking a shower with his homeroom teacher, learning more about the birds and the bees than his A B Cs.
After Scotts Saturday afternoon fuck-fest with Miss. Porter (Patty) he walked home with his mind full of what this new relationship would mean. Was she his girlfriend now? She had already told him that he couldn’t tell his friends or anyone else about what they had done or she would be fired, arrested and charged with sexual assault on a minor. In short, her life would be ruined. “That sucks” he thought. He wanted to tell the whole world how he had fucked and sucked a REAL WOMAN. How could he ever look at girls his own age the same again? He wanted the kind of sex he and Patty shared all the time now and he was going to get it, he told himself. As soon as he got home he went to his room and jacked off to the thought of Patty with her mouth around his cock.
The next day, in homeroom, Scott couldn’t help starring at Patty and every once in a while she would look up and smile. The school day seemed to drag by and after the last bell, Scott practically ran to Patty’s room. He raced in the door and the room was empty. After looking up and down the hall Scott stopped another teacher and asked if he knew where she was.
“She left school early. Some kind of family business” The other teacher replied.
Now Scott was confused, was she trying to keep away from him? Did their afternoon of lovemaking not mean as much to her as it did to him? There was nothing left to do but go to soccer practice and, hopefully see her tomorrow.
Practice was a waste of time. His mind was not on the game and the coach told him so. When he got home he went straight to his room and masturbated thinking about Patty. He showered, ate dinner without really communicating with his parents or his little sister and went up to do his homework. A few minutes later his mother came in and asked if there was anything wrong.
“No not really. I just had a bad day a practice and the coach balled me out” He told her figuring that it was mostly the truth.
“OK get your homework done and get a good night’s sleep” she told him “Everything will look better in the morning”
But everything didn’t look better in the morning. When he got to homeroom there was a substitute teacher there who had no idea what had happened to Miss. Porter or when she would be back.
That afternoon after school Scott decided to go over to Patty’ house to see what was wrong. He walked around to the back door so no one would see him go in and knocked on the door. At first it seemed like no one was home so he looked in the window of the garage and saw that Patty’s car was there. He went back to the door and knocked harder. He saw the curtain on one of the side windows move so he knew she was home and looking to see who was at the door. A few seconds later the door opened a crack and Patty asked what he wanted.
“I want to know what’s wrong” He said “Are you sick? Is it me? I mean us or what we did?” He asked, almost begging for an answer.
She opened the door and told him to come in. When he did he saw immediately that she was still in her bath robe at four in the afternoon and that she had been crying. He went to her and put his arms around her and asked what was wrong.
“What’s wrong?” She said “What’s wrong is this.” She said taking is arm off of her shoulder.
“What we did was so wrong on so many levels. I’m a teacher in your high school not your prom date. I can’t be having sex with a student!” She said moving away from him on the couch.
“But I thought what we did was just between us” Scott said trying to understand
“And that’s the way it has to stay!!!!!” She said almost yelling.
Scott got up and knelt in front of her taking her face in his hands. He looked into her eyes and gently wiped a tear away with his thumb.
“It’s OK” He said kissing her gently on the cheek “I understand” He said kissing her again on her forehead.
“I was so lonely and you were there and so young and handsome” She said in a whisper.
Scott kissed her again on the other cheek and then lightly on the lips. He pushed his fingers into her hair and kissed her again running his tongue over her lips before putting it in her mouth. She responded and their bodies were now coming together in a passionate embrace. Scott opened her robe and ran his tongue down her neck and onto her breast.
“Oh yes” Patty said as her nipples hardened and she pulled his head to her chest. Scott had unlatched his belt and pulled his pants to his knees as he pushed her back and sunk his manhood into her wet pussy. She spread her legs wide until Scott’s cock was completely buried inside her and then she wrapped her legs around him and started to buck her hips up to meet his impatient thrusts.
“Oh God I need your cock” she said “You’re so big and OHHHHHH Fuck” She cried as her first orgasm hit her like a freight train. Scott kept pounding into her wanting to both, make love and take out his frustration at first being rejected. He pulled his cock out and looked down at Patty as she recovered from her orgasm.
“Why did you stop?” She asked “Please don’t stop. I’m sorry please.” She said holding her arms out to him. Scott now lowered his head to her pussy and began to lick and suck on her hard clit.
“Oh God” she said as she pushed his head deeper into her wet cunt. Scott spread her pussy lips and stuck his tongue as deep into her as he could then wrapped his lips around her clit and sucked until she came again. He slipped a finger in her pussy to get it wet and then pushed it into her ass as he continued to work her clit and pussy lips with his tongue.
“Scott please that feels good but I’ve never” she said as he slipped a second finger in her ass.
“OHHHHHHH no please” she said as Scott pushed her legs up high and forced the head of his cock in her ass.
“NO, NO PLEASE DON’T” She yelled trying to use her hands to keep him out of her virgin ass. Scott kept moving his hips and sliding his cock further and further in her ass with every thrust. Now, with her legs on his shoulders and his cock buried deep in her ass, Scott used his fingers to fuck her pussy and message her clit as he continued his assault on her ass.
“I’m Cummmmmming” Patty yelled as her whole body began to convulse as Scott kept wildly fucking her ass and working her cunt. He felt his nut sack tighten and started to dump stream after stream of cum in her, well fucked, ass. He pumped his cock into her until it began to shrink, then pulled out and once again began eating her pussy. Patty was now just lying there enjoying the incredible pussy licking and running her fingers through Scott’s hair.
“That’s it baby, lick my pussy. I want it. I want you. I want to be your lover. You can treat me like a whore if you want but please keep fucking me. I need your big cock and young body.”
As Scott listened to Patty beg him for is lovemaking, his cock was beginning to harden again. He raised himself up and looked down at her reaching out and grabbing both tits and pinching the nipples hard. She let out a cry as he rammed his cock back into her pussy and started fucking her hard. Patty smiled and wrapped her legs around him again.
“Tell me what you want” He said “Talk dirty some more. I like it when you talk like a slut.” He said.
“Fuck me Scotty. Fuck me with that big fat cock. I want you to cum in my pussy and make me your whore. You’re the only man I ever want inside me. My pussy and ass are yours. I want to suck you and fuck you so you won’t ever want one of those high school girls.” She said and had to stop when another orgasm came on her. Scott came deep inside her than pulled out and let her lick is dick clean. He grabbed her by the hair and pulled her off his dick, feeling empowered by everything she said.
“I’m going to fuck you whenever I want, aren’t I” She nodded “I could ruin your life but I’m not going to. As long as you can satisfy me, you can keep your job and your little house and stay out of jail.” He said as he pushed her head back down to his cock and she began licking his shaft and balls. Scott brought her to her bedroom and fucked her several more times before he went home.
Things were different now, she was his body and soul. During the next few weeks they worked out a plan, he would not come on to her at school and the two of them would fuck each other silly on weekends and after school whenever they could both manage to be alone. Scott was happy for a while but he was young and his mind started to wander, thinking about other possibilities.

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MISDIRECTED MESSAGES: (1) THE EMAIL

This is the first of six stories about messages going to the wrong person, and the result of that mistake. They are completely separate stories, and are only connected by this common theme.

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Teaching High School Girls Part 5

A few hours later, when the girls arrived after dinner, they rang the doorbell, and he invited them in. They were wearing matching short pleated skirts and low cut blouses. He said, “Girls, you remember Zoe, my daughter.” They smiled and curtsied, saying, “Nice to meet you again Miss Zoe.” When they curtsied, they lifted their skirts, and he and Zoe bot caught a glimpse of their pantyless pussies.
Zoe said, “Wow you two have very polite manners.” He said, “Yes, well there’s a reason for that, I’ll explain everything.” They went and sat in the living room, Zoe next to her dad, and the girls on the other side.
He tells her their story, but leaves out April, and that the girls are pregnant. He tells about the break in, and them becoming submissive to him. After hearing all of that, much more made sense to Zoe. It’s obvious to her how much the two girls sitting there care about her dad, and are truly committed to him. She says, “Dad, that’s an amazing story. I would love to stay and get to know the girls better, if that’s ok.”
The girls look to him to give her an answer, hoping it’s yes, and he says, “Of course baby, I would love that too! I want us all to become closer, like a family. The girls will be around for a long time hopefully.” She gave him a big warm hug, then went over and sat next to Hollie, and reached over and hugged them both like they were sisters. He got up and said, “Ok you three, I’ll leave you alone to get to know each other now, you just behave.”
“Hollie and Katie, I want you to obey Zoe like you would obey me ok?” They both nod enthusiastically, and he said to Zoe, “I can trust you not to abuse your responsibility right?” She flashes him a brief, but sultry smile and said, “Don’t worry, I won’t do anything you wouldn’t do.” The girls all laugh, and he just grins and leaves them, shocked at what a little succubus his daughter was turning out to be.
When 11 o’clock rolled around, he knew it was time for the girls to get home. He came out of his room, but didn’t see them in the living room. He heard giggling coming from Zoe’s room, so he went upstairs. He knocked, and heard Zoe say, “Come in!” in her sing-song voice, out of breath from laughing.
He opened the door, and the girls were trying to act natural, like they had almost gotten caught doing something naughty. He smiled, and said, “What are you three up to?” They giggled and said, “Nothing!” He knew that was a lie, but said, “It’s time for the girls to leave unfortunately.” They were sad, but the girls complied without complaint. As they walked past him, they kissed him goodbye. He said, “Oh, I managed to get some absentee slips for you two for tomorrow, you don’t have to go to school. I was thinking you should come over and spend the day with Zoe, you seem to have hit it off tonight.” The girls beamed, and Zoe cheered.
After they left, he said to Zoe, “What’s that behind your back?” She clearly didn’t think he saw it, but she reluctantly brought her hand in front of her, holding her digital camera. He said, “What were you doing with that?” although he already knew. She said, “Just taking some pictures,” innocently.
He said, “Can I see those pictures?” She said, “Sure!” and jumped up, plugging the camera into her computer. Soon images of Hollie and Katie were displayed on the screen, striking poses. As Zoe flipped through them, the girls’ poses became more provocative, and they were wearing less and less clothes. Zoe was watching him to gauge his reaction, but he remained stone faced.
He saw the girls flashing their tits and pussies, with their fingers all over themselves and each other. He said, “You’re quite the photographer.” She smiled, and said “It helps to have such sexy models.” He replied, “I’m glad you find them as sexy as I do,” and got up. Before he left the room, he said “Get some sleep, you’ve got a date early tomorrow.”
He had trouble sleeping himself that night. He couldn’t get the image of his daughter fucking his two sex slaves out of his head.
The next day, Jeff comes home from school a little early at 4. With his help, Hollie and Katie had taken the day off from school. He gave them forged excused absence passes so that they could stay home with Zoe all day and get to know her. He couldn’t concentrate all day imagining what they might be doing at home alone.
He walked in, and into the living room. That’s when he saw them out on the pool patio. He froze right where he was, astonished at what he saw. Zoe was sprawled out on a deck chair, with Hollie’s face buried between her legs. From where he was he couldn’t see much, as she was facing away from him. As he crept closer to the windows, he saw Zoe’s bikini bottom on the ground next to her chair, and saw that Hollie was completely naked. Once close enough, he saw Katie was sitting in a chair to his left, also completely naked, with her leg propped up and her fingers buried in her pussy.
He can’t believe he’s watching his innocent little girl fuck these two high school girls. He can’t see exactly what’s going on between Zoe’s legs, but all he knows is he wants to see more. He thinks to himself, “She has to know that I’ll see her doing this, right?” He decides to find out, and moves toward the right, trying to get a better view of his gorgeous daughter.
As he inches closer and closer to being able to see her beautiful body in full, something catches his attention out of the corner of his eye. He looks up, and sees his neighbor’s house, and the woman standing in front of the second floor window looking at them. He freezes, first in a panic, but then gets a hold of himself. The woman seems to be watching them, not running to call the neighbors about her new piece of juicy gossip.
He quickly makes a decision. He doesn’t know if the woman has seen him watching the girls, so he storms outside, yelling at them. “Zoe! What do you think you’re doing! I leave you alone for one day, and this is what you do? You bring your friends over and do this debauchery? In my own house!”
As he yells, Zoe looks utterly confused, and a bit hurt. She obviously expected a very different reaction from him, one more welcoming, and so she covers herself up with her towel. Hollie and Katie stand up with their heads bowed in a submissive posture. He barks at them, “Cover yourselves up and get inside, right now!”
The school girls obey immediately, but Zoe goes more slowly. Watching her disappointment and shame is horrible, and he thinks, “Just a few moments more sweetie.” Once inside, he slams the door, and pulls the blinds shut. Finally convinced that they have their privacy back, he turns to the girls. Zoe says, her voice quaking with the fear that she’s just ruined her relationship with her father, “Daddy, I’m so sorry, I just…”
She doesn’t know how to finish, and trails off, when he says, “No baby, don’t be sorry. I didn’t want to react like that, but you three were careless. There was a woman next door watching everything you were doing!” The girls all gasp in horror, and Zoe says, “But I didn’t see anyone!”
The anger he was trying to suppress rising in his voice, he says, “Of course not, but she was there. So now I have to go talk to her and try to convince her that what she saw was just the one time indiscretion if some teenagers, and not what it really is.” All three girls look ashamed, and apologize, which softens him a bit. He says, “Look, you three just stay right here, I’ll be back.” They nod, and he leaves the house.
He crosses the yard to the neighbor’s house, which feels like a million miles away. He doesn’t see her looking out of any windows, which might be good or bad. He reaches the door, prepares himself, and rings the doorbell. He hears a woman’s voice call out, “Come in!” He hesitates, and then opens the door.
He steps inside, and calls out “Hello? It’s your next door neighbor.” The voice says, “Come in, I’m here in the kitchen.” He heads into the house, and sees her sitting to his right as he passes the door. She’s seated on a bar stool at her counter, wearing a black and gold kimono.
She looks to be in her late 40’s, but very fit. She says, “Come in, don’t just stand there.” He says, “I’m Jeff, I live next door.” She’s holding a mixed drink, and says, “I know who you are Jeff. Can I get you a drink?” He shakes his head, puzzled by her attitude, and says, “Sorry to come over unannounced, but I’m afraid there’s been a bit of an embarrassing situation.”
She playfully says, “Oh has there?” He senses she’s toying with him, but continues, “Yes, I think you may have seen something a short while ago that might have given you the wrong impression. You see, my daughter, she’s a little on the rebellious side, and is always trying to push my buttons.”
The mystery woman shifts in her seat, and her kimono falls open to her navel, giving him an ample view of her cleavage. She either doesn’t notice, or doesn’t care, so Jeff continues, “Anyway, I hope that we’ll be able to come to an understanding and put this whole thing behind us.”
She looks at him after he finished speaking, the faintest smile on her lips, then finally her straight face breaks, and she bursts out laughing. He’s confused, and she says, “Oh Jeff, this is too good. I’m sorry, I shouldn’t tease you, but it’s too much fun. Relax a bit won’t you? Come sit down.” She motions to the bar stool next to hers, and not sure what her game is, he plays along.
He sits, and she says, “Don’t worry Jeff, if I was the gossiping type, I’d have had time to tell every housewife in the state by now.” He looks at her suspiciously, and she says in a conspiratorial tone, “This isn’t the first time I’ve seen scandalous behavior at your house.” He doesn’t know if she’s bluffing, so he keeps a straight face. She says, “I understand why you’d play it cool, you don’t want to let a stranger in on your secrets, but trust me, I’m the discreet type.”
As she says this, she runs a hand down the opening of her kimono, from her neck down to her breasts, pulling the material aside even further. As his eyes were drawn down, she slowly spread her legs toward him, sending the silk sliding off her legs, and revealing her perfectly tanned shaven pussy to him.
She says, “I know I have you at a disadvantage, and that you’re a man who likes to be in control. So here’s your chance, take control. Give me the chance to prove you can trust me.”
He says, “How do I know you aren’t just trying to get even more dirt on me?” She coyly says, “Only one way to find out,” and spreads her legs farther, sliding toward him. He stands, and moves closer to her, close enough to kiss her. She rubs her thighs on his legs gently, and he reaches up to her face. But instead of kissing her, he grabs her hair and pulls her off her stool, throwing her on the ground.
She lands on her back on the cool tile floor, and he’s on top of her in an instant. He pins her arms down, and says, “Tell me what you know about me!” She smiles, and says, “You’ll have to make me tell you.” He’s stunned by how horny, yet submissive she is. Every ounce of her is begging him to take her.
He obliges her, pulling his dick out of his pants and feeding it to her. He plunges it roughly into her mouth, and she greedily swallows it. As she sucks, he pushes farther and farther down her throat. When he lets up, he repeats his question, and says with a coy grin, “I know that you’re a high school teacher with a few problem students, plus one very curious daughter.”
He says, “What do you know about what we’ve done?” She shuts her mouth and raises her eyebrows to say, ‘You know what to do.’ He thinks, “She really wants to be abused! She’s forcing me to fuck her to tell me her secrets! Maybe she’s a kindred spirit after all.” He slides his dick back down her throat, all the way to the hilt this time. She swallows it whole. This is the deepest any woman has ever taken his dick before.
Again he relents, and she says, “You spent a weekend fucking the high schoolers, but two of them came back for more. The third is off plotting her revenge as we speak no doubt. I don’t think you’ve had the older girl, despite how much she obviously wants her daddy’s cock.” This time he starts fucking her face before asking his question, “Who have you told?”
This time she simply says, “No one, and I never will. What you do in that house isn’t anyone else’s business but yours.” He says sarcastically, “And yours apparently.” She grins devilishly, and says, “I’ve got to have a hobby.” He holds her face down, and jerks his dick against it until he starts blasting his cum all over her face. He coats her face hair and tits, and once finished, he gets up.
She doesn’t move from her place on the floor, instead she just moves her hand to her naked pussy and starts rubbing her clit. She says, “Well Jeff, do you believe me now?” she says, “Maybe, but I’ll take some insurance just to be sure.” He takes out his phone, and starts to record her as she writhes on the tile, fingering herself closer to orgasm. She stares into the camera, almost proud to be filmed debasing herself with his cum all over her. She said, “I always thought I was prettiest with a load of cum on my face.”
She continues until she cums, reveling in the show she’s putting on for him. After she finishes, she says, “Well?” he looks at her and says, “Well what?” She replied, “Aren’t you even going to ask me my name?” he says, “No, I’ll find out on my own. Follow me.” She obeys, standing up and following him as he walks out of the kitchen. Her robe is hanging open freely, and she makes no effort to conceal herself or question him.
He finds her bedroom, which overlooks his pool. It’s the only window that does, so he starts looking around. He finds her laptop, and opens it. He opens her email, and starts to snoop. She simply stands there watching him, almost delighted at the invasion. He finds her name, Nora, and searches for anything about his family, while she slides two fingers into her pussy. She orgasms again watching him, and soon he’s satisfied that she hasn’t been talking about them.
He looks through her closet and her dressers for cameras or pictures, but finds nothing. Finally he says, “Seems what you told me checks out. But since you know so much about me, it’s time for you to tell me your story. Let’s go get you showered while you fill me in.”
He leads her to the bathroom, and she drops her robe, and runs the shower. “Well, I’m actually a retired schoolteacher too! I moved here about a year ago for the peace and quiet of this rural neighborhood. I never had any kids of my own, so when I saw what was going on, I wanted to be included. I knew I couldn’t though, not until the right moment.”
He says, “Which was today.” She grinned, and said, “Yes. I can’t count the number of times I’ve fucked myself with my vibrator standing at that window, wishing I was one of those girls. All my life I’ve wanted a strong man to take me like you did, be my master, but I never got it. Until now hopefully.”
He saw nothing but truth and sincerity in her eyes, and felt that he could trust her. After her shower, he says, “I feel a connection with you Nora, and I think you’re someone I can trust to help me with my problems.” She’s ecstatic, and says, “Yes, anything!”
As she showers, washing his cum off her face, he tells her, “The girls names are Hollie and Katie. Zoe’s my daughter. Zoe doesn’t know it yet, but the girls are both pregnant.” She gives him a look that’s half admonition, and half arousal. He continues, “So is April.” Now she’s really intrigued and says, “Is Zoe too?” He shakes his head, and says, “I haven’t had sex with Zoe.”
She says, “Was there an unspoken ‘yet’ on the end of that sentence?” He smiled and said, “You’re very observant. Yes, I’ve been fantasizing about it, but I don’t want to take advantage of her before she’s ready.” Nora thought ‘the girl’s obviously ready, she’s practically begging for it,’ but she left that subject for another time.
She said, “Well, we’ll have to deal with the pregnancies quickly then.” He said, “Do you have any ideas?” She said, “A few, but first let’s go meet the girls.” She dried off, reveling in Jeff ogling her tight body. He takes in her body, admiring her pert natural breasts, her beautiful legs, and her evenlt tanned skin. She clearly spends a lot of time tanning and working out.
As she dresses, he asks her, “So how does a teacher afford to retire at your age?” She said, “My parents left me quite a bit of money in the inheritance. My father always doted on me, not unlike you do Zoe, and made sure that I would be well off.”
She finally is finished dressing, wearing an outfit that’s halfway between stern schoolmarm and sexy librarian. He says, “You’re amazingly beautiful. How old are you?” He had never asked a woman that before so bluntly, but instead of the usual appalled reaction, she simply answered, “I’m 49.” He said, “You’re gorgeous for 49, you don’t look anywhere near it.” She thanked him, and said, “Let’s go meet the girls!”
TO BE CONTINUED

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Falling

So. I’ll be honest. This is a VERY rough manusrcipt of my first novel. I’ve done some writing jn the past and love it but don’t know if I should pursue this story through editing and publication. So I figure fuck it. I will post it here for free and let you all decide! Give me feedback and help me decide on what to do!

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Slave for a Day Part 2

Standing in the shower with the hot water cleansing her body, Liz started thinking back on what had just happened. She was such an independent woman that she found it difficult to relinquish control to her husband, even if it was just for one day. So why did she feel more aroused than angry? Her pussy ached and she longed to touch it, but Chris had told her not to and she was curious what he had in store for her. When she stepped out of the shower and slipped on her robe she called out for her husband, but got no reply. Curious she followed the scent of freshly brewed coffee down to the kitchen where in her husband’s place she found a note stating “ran to the store, be back soon… and still no touching”
Liz poured herself a cup of coffee and sat down at the dining room table, curious why Chris left so early without waiting for her, but still a bit too hungover to care. Her head had stopped pounding by the second cup of coffee and as she finished the Saturday morning paper she heard the front door open and the sound of grocery bags. As Chris dropped the bags on the counter, he kissed his wife and smiled.
“I figured you could use some coffee before you would be ready to start the day.”
“I could have used it before we started the day a few hours ago,” she teased.
Chris just laughed and said, “Just be glad I didn’t wait and make you make it yourself, after all, you are my slave today, you lost the bet.”
Liz felt her mind cringe at the term slave, yet for some reason she felt herself getting wet at the same time. She couldn’t help but remember how turned on she was from being in such a vulnerable state as her husband used her body for his pleasure. Never in her life had she been that turned on, and now the sensation was beginning to wash over her again.
“Earth to Liz”
“Huh?”
“What’s going on in that pretty little head of yours? You didn’t even hear a word I said,” Chris smiles mischievously as he looks over his wife, “Oh, I know what you were thinking about…”
Liz blushes in embarrassment as she struggles to think of a lie, but can’t come up with anything believable. Chris can’t help but be turned on by her vulnerable state. He’s never seen his wife like this and it’s driving him crazy.
In an attempt to hide her embarrassment, Liz stands and starts putting the groceries away. “What are these for?” she questions Chris as she pulls out chips and salsa and a case of beer.
“That’s what I was telling you earlier but you were off in your own little world…” Liz blushes again at the thought as Chris continues, “I invited Mike and Josh over to watch the game this afternoon, I was thinking it would be nice to have a beer wench to serve us and make sure we don’t have to get up for refills and miss a play.” Chris slaps Liz playfully on the ass as he says this, teasing her in her discomfort.
Liz considers this and her face shows her disappointment at Chris’s plan. She likes his friends and enjoys hanging out with them, but hell, Chris has not let her cum yet and she is going crazy. It will be torture entertaining him and his friends all afternoon when she hasn’t been allowed a release. But a deal is a deal, so with a sigh Liz agrees to entertain while Chris hangs out with his buddies during the game. She finds herself hoping that it’s a blowout score and the guys go home early so Chris can finish what they started early that morning.
As Liz puts away the last of the groceries, she spies a small paper bag that doesn’t look like it came from the grocery store sitting on the counter. She reaches for it asking Chris, “What’s this?”
Before she reaches it, Chris grabs it and shoves it into his pocket. “Don’t worry about that right now, you need to go get dressed.”
Obediently, Liz makes her way up the stairs with Chris following a few steps behind. She gets excited as he follows her into the bedroom, thinking maybe he will end her torture before his friends arrive. As she examines her closet for something comfortable to put on, Chris reaches around her and grabs a sundress she hasn’t worn in quite awhile. “This will do nicely, I think” he remarks as he unties her robe and holds the pale blue dress up to her exposed body.
Liz starts to argue that the dress is not what she would wear for game-day, before she remembers Chris is in charge. She lets the robe fall to the floor, and takes the dress from his hand. She turns to her dresser to take out some panties and the only strapless bra she can wear under the halter top, but Chris cuts her off, standing between her and the drawer. He shakes his head but doesn’t say a word.
Her hands tremble as she unzips the back of the dress and steps into it pulling it over her hips and tying it around her neck. Chris steps up behind her to zip the back, letting his hands caress her thighs and up her hips before he grabs the zipper and pulls it up. His mouth finds the back of her neck as he kisses her and allows his hands to run over the fabric of the dress. He loves seeing how aroused she gets every time he kisses her neck, and his mouth explores down her back and shoulders until she is squirming, desperate for more.
He steps back, leaving her unfulfilled once again, as he admires her body in the dress he chose for her to wear. It is quite low cut, exposing more of her 34C cleavage than she would normally show, and without a bra he can see her nipples straining at the fabric from his attack on the back of her neck with his mouth and tongue. The dress is tight on her body, showing off her curves perfectly, and he feels his cock twitch as he takes her in.
“Get on the bed” he commands as he opens her panty drawer and selects a lavender thong with lace edging.
As she sits on the edge of the bed, he approaches her, laying the thong down beside her and reaching into his pocket for the paper bag he hid from her earlier. As he pulls it out he sets it down next to the thong and pushes her skirt up with his hands exposing her bare pussy. He sees it glistening with her wetness and he smiles down at her. “You’re such a good girl” he taunts her, knowing that she will hate the condescension, but watching as her body gets more aroused by it. Looking at his wife he can almost see the war inside of her head, as her body betrays her minds desire to remain in control.
Slowly Chris slides one finger inside of his wife’s dripping pussy, making her elicit a deep, satisfied moan. Just as slowly he pulls it out, laughing as her frustration escapes her in a sigh. He reaches down beside her and grabs the bag. As she sees the little egg and remote, her eyes get wide. Liz has always enjoyed sex, and her and Chris have had such a great sex life she has never even considered bringing toys into the bedroom. She is uncertain what Chris’s plans are but she knows she doesn’t want anything to do with that little egg. She’s afraid that it will hurt, and she’s more afraid that it will feel good, so good that regular sex will not be quite as satisfactory ever again without a need for props and toys.
Chris can see the fear on her face as she shakes her head no at him, but he disregards it. He grabs her head with one hand and kisses her deeply while the other hand positions the egg at the entrance to her pussy. She is so aroused at this point that her fear gives way to her desire and she pushes her hips forward, needing to feel something inside of her, accepting the egg as Chris’s finger pushes it deep into her until he feels it press against her cervix. He then removes his finger, leaving just the egg behind.
Chris picks up the remote and Liz prepares her body for the worst, but is surprised to feel just a light tingling sensation coming from deep within. She hears herself sigh with pleasure as she tilts her head back and enjoys the new feeling.
Watching his wife react to her new toy, Chris turns the remote setting from low to medium speed and sees Liz start to squirm. Her moaning increases with the increase in vibration, and he turns the remote to off quickly.
“Don’t you dare cum yet,” He commands her before turning it back up to medium speed.
Liz was doing everything she could not to let herself orgasm, as she lays there moaning and desperate for release.
“Very good girl” Chris tells her, impressed by her ability to hold back. He knows she won’t be able to wait much longer and flips the remote up to the highest speed. Liz goes crazy on the bed, still trying not to let herself cum as Chris watches, half amused and half turned on. “Okay, you have done good, you can stop holding back now.”
That is all Liz needs to hear as she gives in to the orgasm she has needed since Chris woke her up that morning. It is unlike any other orgasm she has ever had as wave after wave of pleasure overcome her body. The vibration inside of her makes her keep cumming over and over until she doesn’t know where one orgasm ends and the next begins.
As she comes down from the peak of pleasure, Chris pulls out his now fully erect cock and pulls Liz to the edge of the bed. Her pussy is soaking wet from her series of orgasms that he easily shoves his 8 inches inside of her, filling her completely. He starts fucking his wife hard and fast, taking her as his own personal fuck toy as he satisfies his deepest carnal desires. The vibration of the egg against his cock as it is engulfed by her warm, wet pussy brings him to the edge far too soon and he feels his cock spasm as he sends shot after shot of hot cum deep into his wife’s hole. The sensation of his cock stretching her pussy as he fucked her and came inside of her while the egg vibrated against her g-spot was too much for Liz. She threw her head back and screamed out as another powerful orgasm overwhelmed her. When she was done, Chris let his now limp cock slowly slide out of her and turned off the egg.
“That was incredible,” Liz tells him as she struggles to catch her breath. “I’ve never came like that in my life.”
Chris smiles down at his wife and tells her to put her panties on, watching as her face drops.
“Shouldn’t I get cleaned up and take this thing out first?” she asks him, already knowing the answer before he says it.
“No, baby, you’re going to leave it in for the rest of the day. You might want to work on keeping your moaning down in front of my friends, you wouldn’t want them to know our secret would you?” he replies with an evil grin.
Liz’s face pales as she slips the panties on over her still wet pussy, sealing the egg and her husband’s cum inside of her just as the doorbell rings…

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BETRAYED! Chapter 2

After his gang rape, Max is freed from the table he was raped on, by one of his tormentors, on condition of submitting to him whenever he wants. But he leaves Max naked, with his hands bound and with more would-be rapists on the way!