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Mum gets it while unconcious

Why is it mothers always seem to look so good but the law says “NO”.
Mum is 47, 5’10” with dyed blonde hair to cover some grey. She has that motherly look about her; juicy tits and an ample backside.
I had been turned on by her curves since i was about 11 and now at 20 still at home but with some experience all i thought about was what i wanted to do to her. Touching her; groping her breasts and arse, i was obsessed. Even when nailing my girl my mind was on mums tits in my hands, i was starting to worry that i’d scream out “mum” whilst unloading.
With the twisted mind i’m blest with i came up with a suitably twisted plan.
Once a month she went out drinking with friends and they all met at our house to gossip and stuff before going, next time was about a week away so my preparations began in earnest.
Friday night came and at about 7 they started to arrive and the wine was flowing and the noise levels were deafening, like schoolgirls screeching. They normally leave between 8:30 and 9 so this was when my plan had to swing into effect.
I went into the living room and asked the ladies if they’d like another glass before they went, the cry was yeahhhh!!!. In the kitchen i poured out the wine and slipped a little something in her drink. then took them in to the ladies and they drank them down pretty quick so as to get going.
The plan in action i sat back turned on the telly and waited.
An hour later the doorbell sounded and i got up and looked out of the window to see two of mums friends waving at me, i opened the door and they explained that mum wasn’t feeling to good and could i give them a hand bringing her in from the cab. I duely obliged and we put her in the living room on the sofa, they asked if i would be ok with her and obviously i said yes. I showed them to the door thanked them and told them i’d have her call them tomorrow.
Once they left i strolled back into living room and asked mum if she was alright, she mumbled something about bed, i said i’ll take you up in a bit.
I sat down for half an hour watching telly before i said anything else, then i got up and went to the toilet. On the way back i “accidentally” fell onto her but there wasn’t even a movement.
Suddenly i felt nervous; my heart pounding at the thought of what was about to take place, i had hours to act out every fantasy i’d ever had. I just stood there for minute staring at her, then stroked her face moving down her neck to her upper chest, she was wearing a low cut black top showing a small amount of cleavage, and a black skirt cut just above the knee. Her high heeled boots coming up above her calves, she looked better than ever all dolled up. As i stroked her skin goosepimples appeared, i put my left hand under her right breast and felt the weight of it in my hand, i slowly closed my hand clasping it, my heart racing. I moved behind the sofa and leaned over her groping both breasts and gently brushed my cheek against hers, i moved round and sat down beside her, i pushed her skirt up bit and opened her legs gripping the inside of her thigh, fully clothed it was hard to do anything so i laid her out on the sofa.
I slid the straps of her top down her arms pulling the top down to her waist exposing her, i unzipped her skirt and shuffled it off(oh fuck she’s commando), there she laid in nothing but her boots, my cock was like steel, it had to be released.
I took my clothes off as quickly as i could, i turned mum onto her stomach and then pulled her arse cheeks apart then proceeded to lick the outer cheeks to moisten the area moving inwards flicking her anus gently expecting a reaction, not a murmur. I slobbered all over her licking and sucking her till she was soaking, i spread spit around my cock and mounted her slapping it between her cheeks then slid it back and forth, i could feel her rectum rub on the bottom of my shaft trying my best not to ram it in, i reached under her to hold her tits as i wanked myself with her butt cheeks, as i felt her hard nips in the palms of my hands i got a bit overexcited and a couple of my 9 slipped into her pussy, it was like an oven in there, and tighter than expected. I gave a couple of shallow strokes but this was to much, i quickly pulled out and spunked a bucket full over her cheeks and holes not wanting to cum inside her(to much explaining to do in the morning). I was gutted, my cock flopped and all i could do was rub my spunk into her.
I turned her over then went and got a drink, i had a think and then carried her up to her bed covering her with a blanket and returned to watch tv.
Half an hour past and i thought i must be ready for round two and so i was, i could feel that tingle. I rushed up to her and whipped off the blanket, buck naked i layed down next to her and turned her onto her side so we could spoon, my steel poking the gap in her legs. I slid my left arm under her to grope her tit, i lifted her butt cheek and felt she was still moist. I wanked my cock again whilst holding her tight, i put my thumb on her arsehole and it gave with ease, i replaced it with the head of my fatboy and put both hands around her tits and slowly bit by bit tried to get as deep as possible. I lifted her cheek and stuck a couple of fingers in her cunt at the same time bringing them out to her arsehole from time to time to keep it wet.
I needed to get full deep penetration, i pushed her over face down keeping my cock in her and held her arms by her side, i lifted up and out of her, and saw her anus stayed open for me, i pushed hard with my cock and spread her legs with mine at the same time, plunging in up to the hilt slapping my nuts on her minge, i pulled out and rammed it into her cunt closed her legs and straddled her, i grabbed her arms and used them as leverage to fuck as hard as i could arching her back as i pulled. It felt like the bucking bronco ride, i pounded the cunt out of her.
I turned her over and put her legs on my shoulders lifting her bum so my cock sat at her arsehole, straight in it went opening her pussy on every inward thrust. I pinned her legs toward her tits holding the heels of her boots raising her holes for good access, the tightness of her arsehole the smell of her leather boots coupled with the sight of her tits wobbling took me to the edge quicker than i’d imagined and before i could do anything about it my cock swelled and spunk shot into her bumhole, and seeped back past my cock and nearly onto her bed, i caught it and rubbed it into her pussyhole and onto her tits. I collapsed on top of her and rolled off exhausted.
I moved up to mums head and opened her mouth putting my semihard cock in, i stroked it across her tongue closing her lips around the shaft and cleaned myself with her tasty lips. Even semihard i got it down her throat with each thrust, i then shot some left over cum down there for good measure. Its an odd sensation to fuck her mouth without response but strangely satisfying.
I layed next to her for a while and then thought i had better do my best to clean her up and did. I put her clothes back on and took her boots off leaving her on her bed covered by the blanket.
When morning came she didn’t let on that she had any idea what had happened and just kept on about how rough she felt.
Here’s hoping it’s only her head she was talking about.

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The Unexpected Massage (1)

Finally Michelle graduated from Massage School and now all she needed was to gather some clients. She had scheduled a massage for a gentleman and was excited to have the opportunity to perform her very first massage after learning everything that she did in school.
Before going to perform her massage, Michelle met up with her friends and to calm her nerves had smoked up and was really relaxed before leaving. Not only very relaxed, but she was also very horny. She waited a little while before heading to the massage, however, it didn’t help much. On the way to her massage, she could feel her panties becoming wet and all she wanted to do was feel a nice hard dick slide in between her pussy lips. As she was driving towards the clients house, she felt herself become more aroused and couldn’t wait for this massage to be over.
Arriving to the house and gathering her things, Michelle took a deep breath and walked in. After setting the massage table up and having the gentleman undress and get underneath the sheet, she walked in and she could just feel her panties become a little wetter. Michelle uncovers his back and puts some oil in her hand and warms it. As she places her hands onto his skin, she feels the heat rise through her fingers. She slowly massages the oil into his skin, with each passing movement, she feels her head lighten and the adrenaline rushing through her veins.
She notices that his arm is dangling over the edge of the table and she slides her body closer to his hand. She feels the slightest touch against her shaven legs and she wants to feel more. She bends slightly over his body and starts to massage his lower back, wrapping around his hips and towards his pelvis. As she moves her fingers towards his pelvis, she feels the tips of his fingers glide up and down her inner legs and thighs. He slowly slides his fingers up to her ass and she can feel the heat rising in between her legs. Michelle’s pussy becomes wet with passion and she can taste the sweetness of a dick. As she continues to move her hand to his pelvis, he turns onto his back.
She grabs a hold of his penis and starts to massage it, feeling it become hard in her hand, the adrenaline now rushes through her body. She feels his hand move up her ass and to the top of her panties. He tugs on them just enough to move them down her ass and passed her knees, she removing them all the way. She feels his fingers slowly inserting and exiting her wet, clean shaven pussy. She starts to moan and tightens her hand around his penis. As she moves her hands up and down, she bends her body over his and slowly guides his hard penis into her mouth. He feels the wetness and the twirling of her tongue around his hard, thick dick.
Michelle then feels his fingers move around to her ass and slowly moves them in and out of her ass. As she feels his fingers slide through the tightness of her ass, she engulfs his hard penis into her mouth. She then swallows him as he enters his fingers fully into his ass. He watches as her head slowly moves up and down over his penis. The adrenaline that is rushing through her body is so unbearable that she looses herself to another type of force.
Michelle finally removes her head from him and looks at him. All he hears is, “Get on the floor!”
Not wanting her to change her mind, he does just that, but says, “Have to be quiet, my wife is downstairs.”
Michelle looks at him and nods.
As Michelle removes her shirt as well as her bra, she slides her body of his. His notices the perfectly round breasts moving towards his face. As he reaches up to grab them, she slowly slides her wet pussy over his hard penis. He circles her round nipples with his tongue. Michelle is now floating on cloud nine as she slowly slides her hips over his body. Her wet pussy slides down on top of his penis, she takes a breath and pushes her body down on his. As she does, his penis is engulfed by her wet pussy.
Michelle slowly moves her hips back and forth against his body. She rides him so hard that she can feel the blood pumping between their bodies. She moves her body faster against his and engulfs his penis even more into her. She moans louder and he looks at her, she quiets herself as she pushes her pelvis into his.
After it was all said and done, he asked, “What came over her?”
She looked at him and stated that she had toked up before coming. He replied with keep that up and put me done for a standing appointment.
The next week, Michelle went prepared and was ready for an intense hour. Arriving at his home, she saw his wife on the couch watching a movie. Michelle walked passed said hello and went upstairs to set up her table.
He quickly undressed before Michelle could finish setting up her table. He quickly turned her around and guided her to the couch. He slid down her body to her waist and slid his hands up her legs to her waist. As he hiked her skirt up to expose her pussy, he could smell the sweetness of her pussy.

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WoW Lust at Sea chapter 1

It had started out as a simple day out at sea. Funny how things can change so quickly. They had only been out a couple of hours before the attack began. The pirate ship seemed to descend upon them like a hawk snatching its prey. The brave Alliance sailors tried their best to repel them, but they were out manned and out gunned. Even so, the pirates seemed to fight to capture and not kill. Several people were injured, and badly, but no one was killed.
Yet.
Raalia now sat on the ground with the others all lined up in several neat rows. She was a Draenei priestess who had been on her way to the Eastern Kingdoms to meet up with her guild in Stormwind. But now she had to deal with this mess. The pirates stared at her perfect hourglass shaped body and C sized breasts that went well with her light blue skin as well as her dark long hair. Her stomach was flat due to years of fasting which made her look even more appealing. Her small lips and silver, almond shaped eyes fix her oval shaped face perfectly. Two tentacles were on each side of her neck and her hooves were shinny as well. Her robes were red and tanned colored which showed off all her curves.
Beside her were two other women. One was a young blond woman with tanned skin. From what Raalia knew she was a low level mage named Callie. Then there was a pink haired Gnome who was a beginner warlock whose name she didn’t know.
None of them were even close to these pirates’ power or skill. Their races varied. There were several Orcs and Trolls but there were also a couple of humans and Night Elves as well. Here and there she could see a goblin or two mumbling to themselves about who knows what. Yet out of all of those who attacked, three stood out above the rest.
The first was a female Troll who was dressed in a brown bead covered kilt and a matching mantle draped over her shoulders that only covered her breasts. Her skin matched that of the Draenei, but her hair was a bright green color that stood up like three Mohawks that were braided at the end. Her tusks were smaller than most females, toothpicks compared to that of the males of her race. From what Raalia had seen this Troll was a shaman whose magic healed her crewmates while they fought.
Then there was the female Orc who wore the skimpiest clothing of any of the pirates. She was dressed simply in a small loin cloth and a fur covered bra. Her brown hair was braided into a single long pony tail that went past her ass and ended with a large white fang. Her face looked soft and smooth compared to the males of her race giving her a more pleasant look. However it was hard to see that while she was firing her gun during the fight while her spider pet shot its webs at the sailors.
Finally, there was the female Blood Elf mage. She wore a red button up shirt that was only buttoned right below the breasts showing everyone her cleavage as well as her mid-section and white pants that seemed like they were skin tight. Her long, flaming red hair matched her personality as she took delight in setting several people aflame. And as she walked she swayed her hips back and forth in a seductive manner.
Suddenly, a large figure began to walk the board the connected the two ships. It was a Tauren, and an old one at that. He had a horn missing and seemed to be wearing glasses.
“Captain on deck,” called out the Blood Elf once the Tauren stepped onto the ship. The Tauren then turned and moved out of the way for the figure behind him. It was a human with brown hair and brown eyes. He was dressed in a long red jacket that was lined with gold and open so that all could see he bare, muscular chest. He also had on white pants and black boots. What was truly shocking about him was his sized. He was barely above five feet tall and his face gave him the appearance of someone much younger making it impossible for anyone to guess how old he was. On his hips were two swords that seemed to drip a strange green liquid.
Once he was on deck, the Blood Elf practically draped herself onto him from behind. Her small hands rested on his shoulders as she pressed her body against his. She moved her head close to his ear and whispered something. Whatever it was seemed to please the captain for a small smile appeared on his face. Raalia fought back a gasp as she watched the pirate captain reach back and squeeze the Elf’s ass. Then he turned his attention to his captured crew.
“Listen up,” in said in a surprisingly deep voice. “I am Captain Adren Hellstein, leader of the Nether Sea Pirates. We refuse to bow before the power of the Alliance or the Horde. I don’t care what race you are, who you side with, or anything. Once you are in our sights, you are our prey. Now, letting you live means that there will be more sailors out there to loot in the future. So as long as no one tries anything stupid we can make this nice and quick.” He turned and looked at his men. “Check their cargo and take their weapons. I want this raid to produce more than a few coppers!”
His men cheered as she ran down to the holds below the deck. As they did, Raalia felt the captains gaze fall on her. He seemed to be studying her and nodding every once in a while as if he were looking at a check list. He then turned his attention onto Callie and seemed to repeat the process, but with fewer nods. Slowly his gaze fell back on the Draenei which made her feel every uncomfortable. The gaze was like a blade which pierced her to the core. Like he was ripping off her clothing with just his eyes. A sigh of relief almost escaped her lips once his focus was taken away from her as his crew began to bring up crates from the lower decks. The Tauren pulled out a scroll and a quill pen as he began to inspect the contents of each crate. Then after each one he would say something in his native tongue and the crate would be taken to the other ship. Once the last crate was onboard the Tauren turned toward Adren and grunted.
“Not enough,” he said as he handed his captain the scroll. Adren scanned the scroll and slowly let out a sigh. Then he turned to his captives.
“We have a problem,” he said simply. “According to my trusted colleague, what we took from you won’t even cover the costs of the cannon balls we fired at you. Nothing but cheap weapons, rations, and wool. Now, who will speak for all of you?”
“I do,” said the Captain Heroldmoore as he stood up. He was an old man from what Raalia could tell. His hair was grey and had a scar on his left eye.
“I see,” replied Adren. “Well then, I’m feeling good right now so I’ll make you a deal. I’ll take the female Draenei and human to make you for our loses. In exchange I’ll let you and the rest of your crew go free. I’ll even let you keep your rations.”
“Never,” said Heroldmoore as he spat on Adren. “I demand that you fight me one on one for…” He didn’t get any farther as Adren vanish and appeared behind him. Then, in a single motion stabbed him in the back. Then, just as quickly, Adren pulled out his blade and allowed Heroldmoore to fall to the ground.
“Now who is in charge,” asked Adren. The first mate stood up, shaken at seeing his captain killed before his eyes. “Do you agree with my terms?”
“Y-Yes sir,” stammered the first mate. Adren nodded and motioned towards the two women seated on the ground. Two orcs then went over two the two women in question, picked them up, and carried them over to the pirate ship.
-x-
Raalia found herself in the captain’s private quarters. She hadn’t seen Callie since they had been taken onboard. The last she saw of her she was being taken to the lower deck. Raalia knew that she might have shared her fate had the captain not ordered her taken into his private quarters.
The room itself wasn’t unpleasant. One entire wall was a window that allowed her to see were the ship had been and on both sides were bright red drapes. Currently she was sitting on a nice oak bed while facing a bookshelf on the other end. The door was closed and she was sure it was being guarded. Right now they were too far out at sea for her to try and escape. But once they made port she would make her break. It was her only real option.
There was then a knock on the door and a moment later Adren walked in. with him he carried a pot and two empty cups which he placed on a small table near the bed. Silently he poured tea into both cups. When he was done he pick up one and began to drink from it and then set it back on the table to show that he had in fact drunk from it. Finding herself thirsty, Raalia picked up her own cup and drank from it.
“It’s good,” she said. “What is it?”
“Steelbloom Tea,” said Adren as he picked up his cup once again and then sat down next to Raalia. “It’s an old family recipe. You’re now the fourth person to have tried it on this ship except for me.”
“I am honored,” said Raalia as she drank a bit more tea. “So, what is to be my fate?”
“Direct I see,” said Adren. Raalia suddenly began to feel warm, but ignored it to listen to her captor. “Right now I think you can guess what I plan on doing to you. However, the overall scheme is that I plan on selling you.”
“Excuse me,” demanded Raalia. However, her voice was a bit weaker now. Also, the heat was beginning to grow. It had begun in her stomach, but was now moving towards her legs. She could feel her panties getting wetter.
“I’m sure that you think that there are no more slaves,” said Adren as he drank from his tea. “But that is not true. Secretly, there is a good market for sex slaves. Most people want blondes or anything with a big enough bust. But there are also those who want something more…exotic. And you don’t come across a find like this every day.”
At this point, Raalia was on her back. Her mind was a haze of lust that began to eat away at her rational mind. That space between her legs was getting hotter and hotter. She could feel herself getting wetter and wanting something that she knew she shouldn’t. She tried to fight it, but it was a losing battle as her hands lipped under her robes to caress her folds.
Adren smirked at the Draenei masturbating before him as he set down his cup. From his pocket he pulled out a small dagger and brought it to her neckline. Then, gently, he began to cut his way down until her robes were ripped to shreds. But he didn’t stop there. He also cut off her bra and finally her panties. Now standing he began to admire his handy work. It seems that either priestesses shaved or that Draenei were naturally bare. As he marveled at her body, he began to undress himself until her was equally bare.
Deciding to take her body for a test drive, Adren went to one of Raalia’s hardened nipples and gave it a lick. Hearing her respond with a moan, Adren began to circle it with his tongue and from time to time flick it. At the same time he moved his hand over her other breast and began to play with it. He pinched her nipple and gave it a good twist. He kneaded it for a while and then he gave it a good slap.
Slowly, Adren moved down her body until his face was in front of her pussy. He stared at it as her hand continued to play with herself. Moving her hand out of the way proved harder than he thought for she kept putting her fingers back into her pussy. In the end, Adren had to hold both her hands at her sides so that he could enjoy his meal in peace. And enjoy it he did as he dove it with long, deep licks. Adren found that the taste of pussy juice was different between the races. He had expected Raalia’s to be more like an Orc’s, which had a bitter sweet taste to it. But instead Draenei pussy tasted sweet like strawberries. Raalia arched her body as his tongue began to tease her clit. Electric shocks surged through her body as her eyes rolled back into her head. Soon she found herself trying to thrust herself into his face so that his tongue would go deeper.
“On all fours, like a worg,” he commanded. Raalia could do nothing but obey. She wanted more, she needed more. Of what, she didn’t know but some part did. And that part told her that in order to get it she needed to obey. Soon she felt something long and warm rubbing against her slit. It went back and forth slowly, coating itself with her juices. She began to moan loudly, her eyes closed. Nothing else existed other than this wonderful feeling. Then, to her horror, it stopped.
“Please don’t stop,” she begged.
“Oh, it’s not over yet,” said Adren as he trusted his entire cock into her pussy. Never before had Raalia felt such pain. She screamed as tears ran down her cheeks. She could feel her blue blood run down her legs. Her grip on the sheets tightened and her head sank to the bedding.
Adren paused as he allowed Raalia to get used to the feeling while he savored her pussy. It was so tight and warm. It also felt as smooth as silk. It was taking a lot for him not to cum in her right away. But he couldn’t cum yet. He had to let her feel it all before he started training her. That was his way of doing things. His crew had their own way of training new girl, but he preferred a more gentle approach. Slowly, she would give herself to him. She would play any game, perform any act he desired of her. And she would do it all willingly.
Deciding that she was ready now, Adren began to thrust slowly, causing her to hiss. Smirking, Adren pulled back until he was almost out and then moved forward. It was so, so very slow that it was painful. Soon Raalia began to feel the same way as she moved her hips back in an attempt to keep his cock inside her.
“So you like this?” he asked. Raalia moaned in response and Adren slapped her ass. “When I ask a question you answer! Got it?”
“Yes!” she cried out.
“Do you like this?”
“Yes, I love it!”
A smirk appeared on the captain’s face as he increased the speed of his trust. Raalia cried out again, but not out of pain. The pleasure was overwhelming her. She was seeing colors she never knew existed and could hear her own heart beat. All that mattered right now was this pleasure at this moment. She had been a fool to lock herself away in the life of a priestess. And the pleasure kept on building up like a tidal wave until finally it seemed to explode as she came. But the captain didn’t stop, he just kept pumping into her as she felt another build up and then explode. This happened several more time until he finally came inside her. His hot seed hit her walls causing her to cum one last time before passing out.

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Excepting a Ride With An Older Man!

This was another of my wife’s fantasy’s as a very young girl and the name she chose was Diane, one of her alter ego’s she uses a lot in her fantasy’s She calls them My Girls, never her!

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Billy

This is a made up story that has not happened. Its about a boy i went to school with. Leave any kind of comments i dont really care.

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Secret Anal sex

John was obsessed with anal sex… unfortunately his girlfriend of the past year refused to have anything to do with anal sex. She wouldn’t let him anywhere near her beautiful ass, not with his hands, tongue and definitely not his dick. Insisting that it would be far too painful to even try – not that she ever had he thought grudgingly – she would only be involved in the most straight-laced sex. Lauren wouldn’t even allow the doggy-style position, insisting that it was obscene and degrading.
There were times when he despaired of it… she was just so incredibly prudish about some things. She’d suck his dick but she wouldn’t swallow… she’d have sex before marriage but wouldn’t experiment with positions… and even though she was constantly wearing clothes that showed off her beautiful ass she wouldn’t let him anywhere near it. It was enough to give a guy permanent blue balls really…
He yearned for some excitement and deviation in their sexual life… and he probably wouldn’t even have minded her strictures on anal sex if she’d at least been willing to try! But no… she heard from someone who knew someone who knew someone that anal sex was extremely painful. It bothered him because he’d been willing to try a lot of things that she’d wanted to do, although none of them were sexual. And while pottery classes weren’t his favorite thing in the world, he continued to go to them because it made her happy.
It seemed patently unfair that she would be so unwilling to do the same for him.
Then, one night he was at a friend’s house and for some reason unable to sleep. Doug offered him some sleeping pills that he used when he was having trouble. Within minutes, John was completely knocked out.
When he awoke the next morning, feeling totally refreshed he had the inklings of an idea. Asking Doug for some more of the pills, his friend willingly gave them over, having no idea what John had in mind… although he probably wouldn’t have cared too much if he had. He thought that Lauren was an incredibly selfish girlfriend, he knew he’d never put up with all the crap that John had to.
That night, John set about to making a spectacular dinner for him and Lauren, all her favorite foods. She squealed with delight when she came home to such a thoughtful surprise.
‘Something for her… and then something for me…’ John thought excitedly.
As soon as dinner was over, he had her pop in a movie while he prepared some sweet dessert wine… crumbling three of the sleeping pills into it. Since he’d had such an uninterrupted blissful sleep after taking one and a half, he figured nothing short of the end of the world would wake her up at three.
Indeed, about five minutes into the movie, she’d completely finished off her wine and was falling asleep in his arms. He waited fifteen minutes, just to be sure that she was totally asleep, and then turned off the movie and carried her up to the bed. It was a little strange, having her unconcious as he undressed her… for a few moments he had second thoughts… but when he turned her over and saw her delicious ass his doubts flew away in the few seconds it took for his dick to come to full mast.
Carefully he arranged her, face down with her ass high in the air – propped up by pillows underneath her hips. Gently he turned her face to the side so that she wouldn’t suffocate. Staring hungrily at her virgin asshole, he lathered lubricant on his dick. Standing there, staring at the small hole that was going to accommodate his very hard dick, he wondered whether or not he should loosen her up first.
Then, thinking about all the trials she’d put him through, he decided that no, he shouldn’t. Besides, it wasn’t as if she was REALLY going to be feeling it.
Arranging himself behind her upturned ass, John pulled Lauren’s fleshy ass-cheeks apart to totally reveal her tiny asshole to him. It looked awfully small next to his engorged dick… ah well.
Positioning himself, he stabbed forward, moaning as the mushroom head of his dick sank into her asshole. It was the tightest thing he’d ever felt, a hot ring squeezing his dick pleasurably. Moving his hips he thrust more of his dick into her ass… a small whimper stopped him… but when she didn’t make any more noise he let more and more of his dick sink into her ass.
Fully inside of her, her deflowered ass rippled around his dick, and he could see her pained expression, small whimpers emitting from her as she slept. Apparently it hurt. Something vindictive broke inside John and he started fucking her ass hard, loving the fact that she was finally forced – FORCED – to accept her ass-fucking. The whimpers got louder as he thrust in and out of her tight ass, his fingers digging into her hips as he pillaged her formerly virgin territory.
It was hot, tight, the best ass-fuck he’d ever had… and Lauren had no idea it was even going on. Reaching around her body, he grabbed hold of her swaying tits, using them to lever himself even deeper into her ass, forcibly sodomizing her.
The entire situation turned him on so much that he exploded in her ass, gasping and thrusting as spurts of cum gushed into her hole, it felt like he was dumping gallons of cum into her ass. Holding himself tight against her body, he could feel her hole convulsing around him as he came, pleasuring him even more throughout his orgasm.
With a contented sigh, he collapsed on top of his sleeping girlfriend, his dick slowly shrinking in her deflowered hole.
Happily, he looked over at the drawer where he’d hid the sleeping pills. Enough for three more nights if he wanted… and he’d have to talk to Doug about getting more.

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The Kidnapping 2 – sleep deprivation

This story might be a little more confusing it contains two different POV’s the female character (written by me) and the male (written by Adam, Edited by me) it’s written how he would like it to happen the darker parts are his POV the rest is mine. This is the second part if you haventaready pleae read the first part before reading this…
The cold winds loudly rattle against the windows as the branches from a nearby tree scratch aggressively against it, consistently banging as if to wake me from my sleep. Slowly I open my eyes and look toward the south facing window , I scowl at the branches that silhouette against my curtains as they seem to decide that now I’m awake they can be quiet and my room fills with beautiful silence. Stretching I look at the red flashing alarm clock noting the time is only 9:05am.
“Ah sod off!” I mumble to myself as I roll over and stuff my head under the cold unused pillow beside me. It only takes seconds before the banging starts up again which causes me to curse loudly and throw my covers off my legs “fine I’m up. Look are you happy now?” I moan to the window which conveniently as gone quiet again. Stomping to the bathroom I turn the shower on and leave it to run a while as I pop down to the kitchen and put two slices of bread into the toaster. The room fills with the sound of Shontelle’s voice as I turn on the radio and dance around to her song ‘impossible’. As the toaster pops up I sway and slide my feet over to the cupboard to pull down a plate and out it next to the butter and apricot jam, quickly covering both slices I take a bite and head back up to my room.
I put the plate on the end of my bed and move to jump in the shower, cleaning myself off quick as my stomach rumbles a warning to feed it. Sitting on the end of the bed my hair wet and dripping down my back, my feet curled beneath me I devour the rest of my toast before moving to the vanity mirror to dry my hair.I lay there as fear grips me for the hundredth time since the first time I woke up in this bed. I need to think of a way to get out of here but my mind just keeps wandering, I can’t seem to concentrate on anything for long. My body aches all over, I think the tablets Debbie gave me last night must be wearing off because I’m starting to feel really tired and my eyes are starting to droop. It’s cold and lonely down here and without the chance to sleep all I have done is try to hear anything I can to figure out where I am but I haven’t had any luck with not being able to concentrate, now hopefully I will be able to close my eyes and get some much needed rest. It’s clear that I won’t be that lucky when I hear the soft padding of footsteps coming down the stairs. I try to look at her but my neck is stiff and it’s easier to just look up at the ceiling and count the strange red dots spread over it.
Its 10:15 by the time I make my way down to the basement to see three. I find him laying on the bed where I left him last night, his eyes looking up to the ceiling and soft mumbling coming from his mouth; it’s not loud enough to hear so intrigued I take a few steps towards him. Seeing the movement from the corner of his eye he looks towards me; I smile as he looks down at my body slowly taking in my curves which is barely covered with a short white lace dress. The strange thing is although the mumbling has stopped his mouth still moves silently. He moves his puffy eyes back to the ceiling and the mumbling starts up again.She walks into the room and round to the side of the bed so I can see her, I feel my body start to relax like it’s been waiting all night to see her again, my eyes travel slowly down her body noticing the bright white see through lace dress that’s clinging to her body like a lover snuggled close to every perfect curve. I feel my cock twitch at the sight. I need to fight this it’s the only thing I can do. So I move my eyes back to the ceiling and start counting the strange marks all over again.
“How are you feeling today?” I ask and smile but there is no reply, just more mumbling.
“I guess that brings us to rule number three.” I continue “When I call or ask you something you answer straight away”.
His eyes move to mine, his anger clouding his pale features.
“Fuck you” he growls looking away.
“Now, now three that is no way to talk to your mistress is it?” I ask climbing onto the bed and up over his legs, my hands rest just under his armpits knowing this will give him a full view of my boobs. For a second His eyes reach down to my breasts as he licks his lips and his cock twitching before determination sets in and his eyes move up to mine. Looking me right in the eyes he sneers
“You. Are. Not. My. Mistress.”
He leans his head up inches from mine, our lips a breath apart. Anyone else and any other situation I would think he was about to kiss me but the anger covering his face makes it clear this his way of daring me to do something.
“My name is ADAM not three. And I will talk to you how I damn well please” he growls never taking his eyes from mine
I know he means to piss me off and make me give up but he doesn’t realise this is the exact reason I love doing this. This is why I chose him. If they gave up so easy it wouldn’t be fun. He will give in they all do but his determination is what I like most, breaking an Alpha male that is strong emotionally, physically and mentally is what it is really about, what really turns me on.
“Are you sure about that?” I say moving down the bed, bending down and taking his semi hard cock in my hand. His eyes keep contact with mine and I see he is bracing himself for pain. I stroke my hand over his balls as I watch his defences lower and pleasure take over, lowering my head I flick my tongue out and lick my way up his cock, leaving little kisses all over it. Still looking him in the eyes I ask
“Wouldn’t it be better to admit the truth?” I take him in my mouth sucking him until he’s as hard as he was last night.
“Think about it. If you’re good to me I will be good to you.” Climbing back up his body I sit on his chest, bending over just enough that my lace covered boobs are inches from his mouth which he opens automatically. His tongue reaching for my nipple which is just out of reach. I start rubbing my pussy over his chest and moaning
“Don’t you think?” I ask again taking my boobs from their confinement and letting them hang, seemingly reaching for his mouth “do you agree” I whisper
“Yes” he moans back as I lower myself into his mouth, the heat from his tongue scorches my nipple in the most delightful way, I arch my back as he hungrily tries to suck more into his mouth.OH god she’s so hot, her breasts are perfect. She leans in and I begin to suck, swirling my tongue around her erect nipple. I want her so much. I want to fight but my body wants to give in. If she is the prize it can’t be that bad. For a second I consider giving in, just a second after all to have her like this without being restrained would be worth it
“See” I whisper “that feels so good doesn’t it?” I lower myself so I’m straddling his waist; my hot now damp pussy rubs against his long, hard cock “admit your mine!”
I take my boobs away from his mouth and press them against his cool chest “tell me your name and you can sink this hard cock into me” I kiss him softly on his lips feeling him open them for me as I slip my tongue in and caress his.
Moving myself over his cock I reach back with my hand and pull my lace thong to one side, he gasps as the heat from my uncovered pussy touches him, pushing against my mouth to deepen the kiss he makes a slight growling noise.
“Tell me your name” I whisper again as I lift his cock to the opening of my pussy and rub it against the wetness. A sudden change comes over him and he turns his head away from mineNO. I won’t be a number no matter how much I want her. I can’t believe I nearly gave in, she isn’t just talking about being with her, and she is talking about me giving up my life to belong to her, my wife, my job, family. NO FUCKING WAY
“My name is ADAM” he growls the anger coming back in full force
Disappointment runs through me, it’s not that he’s holding out but I have turned myself on and now I’m horny and need to cum. I can’t fuck him if he doesn’t at least break on one rule
“Fine you still won’t admit it you won’t get off” I growl back thrusting my face into his before sitting up and thrusting his cock deep into my pussy, he throws his head back as he fills me tightly going ball deep inside me, pleasure washes over him, removing all traces of his anger and hatred. He tries to pull out to thrust back inside me but I don’t move, finally he looks at me again. With an evil grin I laugh.
“This is for me not you, you won’t admit your fate then you don’t get pleasure.”
I laugh again as I bring my knees up in front of me and place my feet under his arms
“You will stay buried deep inside me as I make myself cum but there will not be enough movement to bring yourself off.”
He watches as my hand moves over my stomach and down between my thighs, I pull my thong right over as I spread my lips wide open for him, with his eyes clued to my hand and its movement I throw my head back as my right hand moves in slow circular motions over my clit. His breathing gets faster and shorter as he tries his hardest to push further into me.
“Oh god three,” I moan “Oh fuck yes, it feels so good” moving my fingers faster I feel my body start to heat up and my stomach begin to tingle, I move my hand down looking at three as I stroke his cock where he fills my pussy extracting a moan from him. As I move my hands back to my clit I give it a slight pinch which nearly pushes me over the edge,
“Oh three… you fill me perfectly, like god made you just for my pleasure” I moan as I stroke my clit, his eyes following my every stroke lust and hunger covering his beautiful face.
I pinch my clit again to bring me over and watch his face as my internal muscles clench him hard as my juices cover his cock.It’s starting to get so painful, my cock is so hard and I need to cum so badly, but she doesn’t move her hips and there is no friction. Watching her play and her pussy get wetter and wetter as she gets closer makes my need to release that much harder ‘You Won’t succumb I don’t belong to her’ I think to myself as I hear her breath catch, listen to her say how good it feels and how I fill her perfectly, then I feel her inner muscles clenching my cock hard. I throw my head back, fuck I want to cum. the feeling of her juices running over me, the warm liquid feels amazing as it runs down my shaft and over my balls. No!! I can’t think like that … That’s what she wants!
Pulling my knees towards his waist I lean forward so I’m on my hands and knees over his stomach and chest with him pinned beneath me and his cock still filling my pussy.
“That was amazing three. Imagine how great it would of been if you had participated, if you gave in, admitted your mine to do as I please”
Kissing him softly on the lips I lift my hips and hear his still hard cock slap against his stomach. Lifting to my knees I slide two of my fingers through my pussy before smearing my juices over his lips and pushing them into his mouth.
“Well I will be back later” I say not giving him a chance to talk before I leave the room using a little door behind the bed.
As I close the door I hear him shouting but the sound proof door soon cuts him off. Turning around I am confronted with the most amazing view of one hanging from a large wooden X, her hands and feet tightly secured with rope, her mouth is stuffed full with a ball gag too wide for her mouth and a vibrator positioned so it continuously vibrates against her clit. I’m interrupted by a tall figure standing in the corner.
I knew he would be here after all I asked him to be, Ignoring him I walk over to one and lift her head to look into her glazed over vacant eyes, smiling to myself I walk around her examining the ropes that have bound her for the last seven hours. Angry red marks cover her wrists and ankles and I can see her wrists especially have rubbed so much it has caused the skin to break. Reaching up I take her hands and pull them down towards me forcing a scream from her pretty pale mouth
“Naughty girls deserve to punished” I say as I pull harder.
The Wet track marks that run down her face towards her chin are smeared with dirt and her body is still tense and convulsing with pleasure from the pink rampant rabbit stuck between her thighs. Moving in front of her I lean forward until our noses touch
“If you weren’t such a useless bitch I wouldn’t need to do this!” I hiss my face contorting with anger and my voice becoming darker and menacing
“Sor…sorry miss, I’m so sorry… Please” she mumbles over and over as she tries to move away from me, fear emitting from her skin
“Maybe I should tell Matthew and let him come punish you” I threaten; although it might be nice to have him here he always was a good fuck.
Her eyes fill with tears again “please no I’m so sorry I deserve to be punished please punish me.” She begs.
I walk towards two who stands and bows as I look at him; I put my hand on his chest and kiss him softly on the lips, my right hand moving past him to the little shelf behind him. Picking up a black handle dagger I pull away from him and smile as I turn back to one. I cut the rope from her wrists and watch her fall hard to the floor; her face smacks off the concrete as I bend down to cut the ropes from her feet.
Taking her by the upper arm I drag her up, I notice the blood on her face caused by the fall and stop to look closely, running my finger through the blood and pushing against the broken skin pulling a whimper from her before pulling her out the back door. The ice cold winds wrap around my body making me shudder, I look at her naked body glad I’m at least clothed. We walk over to the middle of the garden and I stand her in front of me, and tell her to stand with her arms out wide and feet spread
“You will stay like this until me or two calls you in.” I say leaving her and walking to the house. I turn and stand in the door way for a few minutes to watch as she stands there, her eyes lowered to the floor and her body shaking
Soon I get bored though and decide to go into the kitchen and make myself a hot chocolate and a sandwich to eat while I sit watching the Jeremy Kyle show and think about three alone in the dark basement and one out in the freezing cold. After about an hour all of which two has sat by the back door watching one to make sure she doesn’t drop her arms I let him call her in and to tell her to go have a hot bath. He helps her inside and guides her to the bathroom they share so he can fill the tub with hot water.
I’m bored now so I Decide that three has gone without food or water for long enough, I take a big glass of water with a long pink straw back to the basement with me. Maybe he can entertain me for a bit. I don’t like being bored.
“Watch her in the bath; I don’t want her touching herself. Once she’s done she can have a slice of dry bread then cuff her to her bed comfortably, she can sleep the rest of the day” I say as I pass two on my way down to the basement.
The room is cold with the window still open, I find three with his eyes closed but he is still mumbling so I’m sure he hasn’t has a chance to sleep. His eyes look blood shot when he looks towards me and the puffiness around them seems to have got worse though it does nothing to dim his good looks.
“I have something you might like” I say holding the glass out towards him. His eyes automatically light up and his dry lips part
Careful to keep his eyes diverted he leans his head up and opens his mouth. Clearly the idea of water is enough to drive rule number one into him at least. As I press the straw to his tongue I hear gulping noises and see the glass empty quickly, its only seconds before he slurps the last bit and leans his head back with a sigh, his eyes closing.All day I lie awake unable to get that vision out of my head, her fingers caressing her wet pussy and the smell coming from her arousal. It has tormented me the whole time, but now another need has taken over. My mouth is desperately dry. Luckily I hear her footsteps again , I don’t understand why but every minute I long for her return, I hate that my body is betraying me but now she brings a drink. I look at the glass careful not to look at her, I don’t care about trying to get free or defying her rules at the moment, I need the drink more. As the straw reaches my mouth I gulp it quick worried she might decide to take it away again to punish me.
As I finish the last bit, my body already starting to feel better I close my eyes and lean my head back.
“Now that you have hydrated yourself I need to cum again, and this time you will use your tongue” I hear her say, as she pulls her thongs down over her hips and climbs onto the bed beside me before straddling my face.
I realise I have been waiting for this since this morning, the vision that has haunted me all day is now real and right above my mouth, I run my tongue up her inner thigh catching the droplets of juice running down her spread legs, her hands reach for the bed posts as she bends down and her pussy lips reach my mouth. I reach up and slide my tongue inside her. She arches her back with pleasure gyrating to guide my tongue to her swollen clit. It smells divine and tastes so good satisfying my craving. My tongue slides around her clit.
‘Oh fuck she tastes so good.’
I feel her bounce on my face, covering it with her juices. she’s close I know it the sound of her breathing coming so quick; I suck her clit into my mouth and tug gently with my teeth as she explodes all over my face. I gag with the amount of cum she drops down my throat, she cums hard but I keep going I’m desperate for more of her moans as my tongue goes deeper and harder. She begins to moan loud and hard encouraging me to move faster. The taste is so good, sweet and tangy at the same time like strawberries. I want it all over me. And the moment arrives,
“OH FUCK” she screams loudly as I’m drowned in more of her delicious cum. I slow my licking but lap every bit I can reach
trying to get my breathing under control I push my legs down his waist and drop on top of him, I notice his breathing is as quick and short as mine, resting my face in the crease of his neck I caress my hands over his chest and up his neck. I lift my head and look him in the eyes as I descend my lips on his, licking my tongue over his lips and tasting my juices I suck his bottom lip into my mouth and gently graze it with my teeth.
“Jesus three, that was so good. Even better than Tw…” I stop realizing I was about to mention another slave when three doesn’t even know about them, his closed eyes open slightly as they fill with confusion. I lean back down and press my lips to his before climbing off him “you know three, you clearly love eating my pussy, you love me sucking your cock and we both know you want to fuck me so what do you have to gain from fighting this? You could have all that whenever I want and you would love every second of it believe me” I say to take his mind from my almost slip up “well anyway that was fun” I say with a wink “I might pop in later with another drink for you before bed” I finish off as I walk away back up the stairs.
It’s only 5:46pm and I’m still bored, I can’t think of what to do.
‘God I hate Saturday afternoon’ I think to myself as I walk to my room and I start to remove the white lace dress before climbing into the shower.
As the hot water pelts against my skin rinsing away all traces of the sweet smelling bubbles that were covering my smooth naked body just seconds before I lean my hands on the back wall of the shower facing the spraying water and bow my head letting it spray hard against my aching shoulders. Shocked I hear a small cough behind me, I turn to find two standing with his head bowed and a phone in his hand. Confused I move away from the spraying water and reach for the phone, two would never interrupt me in the shower without a good reason he knows all too well what I would do at such an interruption
“Hello?” I say cautiously into the phone
“Hey baby, how are you?” I instantly relax and lean my back against the cool shower wall as the comforting voice of Matthew fills my head
“Oh Matty, it’s so good to hear from you, I was just threatening one with calling you, how have you been?” I laugh
“I’m good baby girl, what’s she done now?” his voice darkens slightly as I bring up his ex and the fact that she may have done something to piss me off
“Oh she tripped and let on to my new slave that we weren’t alone. She has been tied all night and left in the freezing wind and rain for an hour.”
“A new slave huh? What’s this one?” he laughs, he often says that I seem to be getting too into the idea of owning people, that one day I will have my own sex army we both laugh about it but I have to admit the idea does intrigues me. An army of men and women whose sole purpose and pleasure is to please my every sexual need and want without a second thought is a pleasant thought.
“A man I found on the roadside, he’s very strong minded. So anyway how about you? What have you been up to?” I ask as I climb out the shower and wrap a large, soft black towel around my body, holding the phone between my shoulder and my ear before making my way to my bed and throwing myself onto it
“Well actually… I have a few days leave from work and Rose is taking the kids to Manchester to visit her mum so I was thinking about coming down to see you, if that’s ok!” I can hear the smile in his voice, he knows full well that I won’t mind and even if I did it wouldn’t stop him. Matthew is the only man I have and will ever let dominate me, I might like hurting people, having slaves and dominating others especially those that are older and stronger than me physically but Matthew is in a league all of his own I’m actually surprised his wife has no idea of his sexual preferences.
“Okay? Are you crazy of course it’s ok” I’m now grinning like Wallace from the show Wallace and grommet. Thoughts already are popping into my head of what he will do to me and to one. Though I know I will enjoy both and she won’t enjoy either which makes it all the more fun. The last time he came to see me one was covered in bruises and blood, I had a lot of bruises myself and two had a black eye but that was it. I think I will have to put my foot down this time I don’t want him breaking one completely and I want three to just be mine to dominate.
“great well I’m just leaving work now so I’m going to pop home and shower and change then I will drive down, I should be there tomorrow morning” he laughs as I hear banging I the background indicating that he has just reached his car
I hang the phone up with a silly grin on my face
“This should be fun” I think to myself
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