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Incestuous Camping

Incestuous Camping
Blake stood at his wife’s grave and fought against the anxious turning in his stomach, willing himself to not vomit. Twelve years ago, his wife Holly had taken the coward’s exit, using their car and their garage to asphyxiate her life away. And, now, Blake was holding on by bloodied fingernails. But, he wasn’t contemplating suicide. Responsibility kept those thoughts at bay. What tormented his soul, he couldn’t put a finger on.
His palms were sweaty, heart racing. The mid summer air was filled with dense humidity, making it almost impossible for him to suck enough oxygen into his struggling lungs. An anxiety attack, his head tormented by circumstances beyond his understanding.
“Dad, why did Mom kill herself?” Blake’s daughter, Amber, pulled him out his disturbing thoughts. He was thankful for the life preserver.
“I don’t know, honey.” Amber asked that question frequently, and Blake’s replies were always vague. Barely fourteen years old, Amber was too young to know the truth. Suicide was a permanent solution to a temporary problem, a mental illness. Blake didn’t want to tell Amber that there was no mystery to be solved regarding Holly’s death. External factors did not force his wife to commit suicide. It was an internal factor, the sickness in his wife’s head.
“Red sky at night, sailors’ delight,” Amber chimed solemnly, looking toward the sunset.
“Light interacting with dry dust particles in the lower atmosphere gives the sunset that reddish appearance, Amber. It’s actually a good indicator that dry weather is coming.”
“Thanks teacher,” Amber mocked, softening her words with a slight smile.
“I don’t think so.” Blake had met with too many of Amber’s teachers, listened to their Pollyannaish views, and had concluded that some of them were stuck between adolescence and adulthood, surrounded by child peers rather than their emotional underlings.
Blake had been born, raised, and met his wife in the miniscule city of Elmira, New York. And he was now standing in Elmira’s Woodlawn Cemetery, a graveyard most notable for being the burial place of Mark Twain. Elmira was a depressed city, and Blake had moved away shortly after Holly’s death, finding a better job opportunity and a more palpable climate in Virginia Beach. But, he came back every year to visit his wife’s grave, see childhood friends, and take his daughter camping.
As for Amber, she despised Elmira, although she looked forward to seeing her mother’s grave. Elmira, New York, was a far cry from the hustle and bustle of New York City. The people were largely conservative Republicans, and Blake knew that the lackluster community bored his young daughter. As for camping, Amber enjoyed that until it came time to actually camp. Sleeping without the security of locked doors scared his little girl, as did the unfamiliar wilderness noises.
Blake was dismayed that dusk was gathering as he turned into Treman State Park and made his way to their designated campsite. To him, dusk represented death, the death of day, the time when he couldn’t prevent himself from reflecting on bygone events and gloomily conclude that life was just a meaningless cycle of monotony followed by eternal nothingness. He couldn’t turn the tide and . . . and what? What did he want to do? He couldn’t figure it out. But, dusk taunted him, drowned him in its death.
It was Independence Day weekend and the campground was filled to capacity. When Blake had pulled in with his registration confirmation two days previous, he had overheard a group of potential campers being turned away, told that there were no available lots. The campsites were fairly close to one another, allowing for very little privacy. The little camp enclaves consisted of a small grassy area for tents, a picnic table chained to a pine tree, and a fire pit. Amber had wanted to stop at Red Lobster for dinner, but Blake refused to splurge, giving her two choices – McDonald’s or campfire cooking. She pouted, chose McDonald’s.
“I don’t understand why we couldn’t have just spent tonight at the Holiday Inn that we passed, instead of driving all the way to Ithaca,” Amber complained, sliding out of the pick up truck. “It’s right on that Water Street in Elmira . . . “
“And I don’t understand,” Blake countered pointedly, “why we have to camp at a state park when there are mountains are all around us.” He waved a hand in illustration. “There’s a goddamn swimming pool here for Christ’s sake! Besides, why would we stay in a hotel after paying for a campsite?”
“You shouldn’t swear, Dad,” Amber returned softly.
Amber was dating a good, safe kid from a strict, religious family. Amber’s ‘dates’ consisted of church functions and watching PG movies with her boyfriend’s family. Blake didn’t believe in God or any of that hooey eternal crap. When his wife snuffed out her life, that was her finality. Weak people needed God, used Him as a crutch to explain away their misery instead of just sucking it up and forging ahead. Blake’s beliefs caused him much anxiety and sleepless nights, worried about dying, but he couldn’t stop the tide from turning – bloodied fingernails or not.
Blake started a campfire while Amber took a shower in the nearby restroom facility. He enjoyed staring into the dancing flames and feeling the warmth; the absorption calmed his restless mind. When Amber returned, wet head, she complained that the inalterable shower water had been cold. Blake told her that showering wasn’t a part of ‘roughing it’.
“I was talking to the teenagers camping next to us in the ladies’ room,” Amber said, sitting on the log beside Blake. “They seem nice.”
“Oh?” Blake looked over at them. A group of four with one pop up tent. Two boys, two girls – obviously, two couples. Blake and Amber shared a single tent as well. He knew that it looked inappropriate, a grown man sleeping with an attractive young girl. But, Amber wouldn’t budge on the issue. It was, in fact, all Blake could do to keep his terrified daughter out of his sleeping bag during the night.
Amber was attractive, very attractive. Long blonde hair and big green eyes, she took ballet lessons and carried herself with long-limbed gracefulness. She had worn a pale pink string bikini swimming earlier that day, and it anguished Blake that his eyes had been irresistibly drawn to the rounded molds of her apple-sized breasts, deliciously outlined by the skimpy top. He tried dismissing the thought of how the visual of his daughter had stirred his libido, caused an erection. He tried dismissing it, but he could not. It lingered in his brain like a bad hangover.
After brushing her hair, Amber found a stick and roasted marshmallows. She put the fluffy white puff of sugar directly in the fire, allowing the marshmallow to become enflamed. Then, she pulled the burning treat out, allowing the flame to extinguish itself naturally, reducing the outside of the marshmallow to a sweet, blackened ashy substance. Blake watched her. A teenage girl, she was very fascinating to him. In some ways, Amber was a little girl still – she pouted and was terrified of camping. In other ways, Amber was a little adult – she was an exceptional cook and kept their home immaculate. Like Blake, she was at a crossroads in her life. Except Blake couldn’t see down his paths of choosing; sometimes, he couldn’t even clearly see the crossroads.
“What do you think Jason is doing right now?” Blake asked, referring to her boyfriend. He didn’t really give a rat’s ass about Amber’s stuff shirt boyfriend; he just wanted to divert the thoughts in his head. An all too familiar migraine was rearing its ugly head.
“It’s ten o’clock, so he’s probably sleeping.” Amber spoke around a mouthful of marshmallow, looking toward the teenagers camping next to them. Blake turned in the same direction. The kids were noisy, their slurred voices indicating that they had found some unscrupulous adult to purchase them alcohol.
“You’re a good girl, Amber,” Blake smiled, reaching out to gently touch his daughter’s leg. “You’re not like those kids.” Blake sometimes wondered if Amber had been switched at birth, because she was such a wide-eyed innocent. Holly had been a nasty, lustful creature. If Holly wasn’t cheating on him, they were engaging in partner swapping.
“They invited me over,” Amber said, a pleading question in her tone.
“No.” Blake replied pointedly, giving his daughter a stern look.
“You’re no fun, Dad,” she folded her arms and pouted, kicked dirt in the fire. “You’re just like Jason!”
“I’m nothing like your stuffed shirt boyfriend,” Blake returned. “I’m just not going to give you permission to get shit faced.”
“Fine! I’m going to bed then!” Amber stood up and stalked angrily into the tent.
Blake didn’t enjoy being the fun police; it bothered him when Amber asserted her independence. His little girl was growing up, but that didn’t bother him. It was . . . It was . . . It was policing her activities. It was being the adult. It was the knowledge that Amber’s little friends viewed him as an authority figure. When Amber had been a little girl, it hadn’t bothered him to be viewed as the adult, because . . . because . . . because . . . He couldn’t put a finger on it! Why the hell did it bother him now?!!
As he struggled getting the lid off a bottle of Advil Extra Strength, he felt the loneliness creeping in. When Amber had been younger, she used to look up to him like a God, her sole provider. Now, she had ballet and all her extracurricular school activities. He sometimes didn’t see her until well after seven o’clock in the evening. The stillness of the house sometimes encapsulated him like a tomb. Oh, he dated and had girlfriends, but he never once considered getting married again. Perhaps, in his mind, he was still married. Or, perhaps, he was traumatized by Holly’s suicide. Either way, he was lonely and wished Amber was six years old again.
When he finally crawled into the tent, Amber was where he half-expected her to be, curled up on his sleeping bag. Amber had learned a little trick. If she slept on his sleeping bag, he would have to lay close to her, in case she woke up frightened. Blake lay down beside his daughter on the air mattress that she had purchased specifically for this trip. Amber, she wanted to camp with as many creature comforts as possible. He sighed deeply, the aching in his head gone, but he feeling emotionally and physically spent.
Amber rolled over and pressed her head into his chest. “Good night.”
“Good night, baby.” Blake didn’t like it when Amber fell asleep snuggled against him, because he knew they’d awake in some inappropriate, incestuous embrace. And, Blake couldn’t really object, because the fourteen-year-old virgin wouldn’t understand.
It grew silent in the tent, and Blake began drifting into a drowning sleep. His thoughts were haunted. Downtown Elmira was becoming a ghost town of vacant stores and mom-and-pop shops, shops predestined by the lack of commerce to be temporary. The nearby mall was rapidly becoming a vacant building as well. He wished that he hadn’t come, wished he were in Virginia Beach. Then, Blake thought about his childhood and wished Elmira was as it had been in his youth, with consumers shopping downtown at Izard’s Department Store and Woolworth’s. He really wanted that – for his hometown to be young again.
In the tent next door, Blake heard the teenagers’ voices growing louder. They had gone into their tent quite a while ago but were obviously still awake. As he listened more intently, Blake noticed that only two of the teenagers were talking – a male and a female. They were laughing, humorously agitated about something.
“You’re moving my mattress!” A male voice carried loudly.
There was no corresponding reply to the outcry and conversation stopped in the neighboring tent. Fully awake now, Blake laid still and listened. He could hear rustling and fluctuating human sounds. The noises didn’t appear to be fully annunciated words, merely sounds. Blake thought that perhaps . . . He didn’t want to jump to perverted conclusions, and he held his breath, trying to figure out exactly what was going on next tent. After a few minutes, Blake’s assumptions were confirmed when his ears boldly picked up what he thought he had been hearing.
“Uhhhh,” came a very long, passionate female sigh. “Uhhhh . . . “
Blake lifted his head, heart pounding fast. They were fucking in the tent next door!
From a campsite across the road, a catcall echoed mockingly, “Uhhhh . . . Uhhhh . . . Give it to her good!” Blake couldn’t help but laugh, and Amber snickered a little as well.
The same voice that had complained about his mattress moving now objected, “I’m going out to the car to sleep, give you two some privacy!”
The sound of the tent zipper followed, and Blake heard two voices – one male, one female – laughing. The grass and gravel sounded out their footsteps heading to the vehicle. A car door opened and closed. Then, all was still again. Blake wondered if the licentiousness behavior had stopped. Inside his pajama bottoms, he was throbbing uncomfortably. Damn horny and drunk teenagers, he thought angrily.
Then, from the neighboring tent, the female cried out her passionate lust. “I want you! . . . I need you!” A male’s voice followed, too low and husky for Blake’s ears to decipher what was said. “I want it!” The female begged with unbridled, wild abandonment.
“You two should be charging by the minute for the live pornography!” A taunting male voice called from across the road. A female followed with “I don’t know if I should be appalled, masturbate, or introduce myself and ask to join them!”
“Oh . . . Oh . . . Oh . . . Oh . . . Yeah . . . Yeah . . . Yeah . . . Yeah . . . “ Blake could hear flesh slapping and the sloppy wetness of the girl’s pussy. The female was now undeniably being fucked! Blake could hear the mattress inside the tent being manipulated by the male’s pussy pounding.
“Huh . . . Huh . . . Huh,” the male puffed his exertion with each rapid stroke.
The catcalls were coming from several campsites now. But the couple appeared to be too into it to care, especially the female. “Good . . . Oh, it’s so good!” Her voice was strained with orgasm. “I love it!”
Blake enjoyed listened to the lusty girl getting exactly what she had begged for. But, he didn’t enjoy being painfully erect next to his daughter. Still, Blake was twisted enough to acknowledge that part of his arousal came from the fact that virgin Amber was overhearing the fuck.
“Oh fuck me!” The girl screamed at the top of her lungs. “Your horse cock is hitting my pussy in all the right spots!”
“Huh . . . Huh . . . Huh.” The male continued to puff through his rapid movements. The girl had the noisiest pussy Blake had ever heard, so incredibly wet, like she had dumped a full cup full of fluid into her cunt.
Then, the neighboring tent was abruptly silent. Blake listened futilely for more sloppy sex sounds. For all her begging, the female had only received a few minutes of penetration, and Blake felt a smug satisfaction knowing that he could have done better. The zipper on the neighboring tent was pulled down and Blake soon heard two male voices conversing near the teenagers’ parked vehicle.
The catcalling continued, “Is this going to be a double feature?”
The carnal couple didn’t reply to the taunts, and the female’s voice wasn’t heard from again. Blake wondered if she had fallen asleep or if she was too embarrassed to acknowledge what had just transpired. Maybe, Blake thought distastefully, she was just a stupid slut, waiting for something more to be put inside her. Some girls were like that, Blake knew, easily manipulated – especially young ones.
With a low agonizing moan, Blake closed his eyes. He couldn’t remember the last time he had such a painful erection. He knew he wouldn’t be able to sleep until it was remedied, and he formulated his masturbation plan. He’d wait until Amber’s breathing indicated that she was sleeping. Then, he’d carefully maneuver away from her and jack off in the men’s room. He didn’t dare move at that moment, with the head of a rock hard erection protruding from his pajama bottoms. And, Amber . . . She’d undoubtedly accompany him to the restroom, terrified to be alone in the tent. It wouldn’t do him any good to be walking up to the bathroom beside a pretty, young girl, with his cock head sticking out!
“Dad?” Amber whispered unsteadily. Blake didn’t reply, hoping Amber would fall asleep faster if she thought he was already sleeping. “Dad?” She whispered again, a little louder. Again, he didn’t reply.
Blake felt Amber move away from him. She appeared to be fiddling with something, and Blake wondered what she was doing but kept his eyes closed. “Yes,” he heard Amber whisper in a low, sensual tone. “Yes . . . “ The mattress was moving in a rhythmic manner. “Ooooo . . . Yeah.”
With eyes firmly shut, Blake reached out a hand, wrapped it around his daughter, and drew her to him. He wasn’t sure if his hand hugging her waist was meant to prevent his daughter from masturbating or a sexual advance. Either way, Amber tensed, quickly drew her hand away from her crotch. For a moment, she lay still. Then, “Dad?”
“Mmmm . . . “ Blake opened his eyes, feigning husky drowsiness, “I had the strangest dream . . . ”
“Really?” Amber choked.
Blake kissed the top of his daughter’s head, keeping his embrace firm. “Hey, Amber, I’m sorry for falling asleep. Do you want to – need to – discuss what they were doing?”
Amber laughed in a mysterious fashion, “No, Dad. I definitely don’t need that!”
“What does that laugh mean?” Blake’s eyes narrowed, heart pounding unsteadily with genuine surprised. “Are Jason and you having sex?” When she didn’t reply, Blake sighed with frustration. He wanted to punch himself in the face for being such a . . . such a . . . such an ADULT! Why couldn’t he just go with the flow, be one of those open-minded parents who bought booze for minors and smoked pot with them? And, why did the thought of his beloved Amber taking a cock into her tiny body fill him with such sexual desire and repulsion? “Do you do it a lot?” Blake was immediately horrified that the question came from his mouth.
“No,” Amber replied with unabashed disheartenment. “His parents are always around, and he worries about me getting pregnant.”’ She was quite for a moment. Then, “Dad?”
“Hmmm?”
“If I tell you something, you promise that you won’t be mad at me?”
“What is it?”
“No. You have to promise that you won’t get mad at me first.”
Blake hesitated. How could he possibly promise an involuntary reaction? He wished he had that kind of control over his emotions! He made the promise anyway.
“When Uncle Larry visited last month, I had sex with him.” She spoke in a hurried whisper, cringing in her father’s arms.“Why?”
Amber squirmed a little. “Because . . . the boys my own age. It’s so difficult to find someone to do it with . . . Uncle Larry wanted to and . . . ”
Uncle Larry was Holly’s brother, on his third marriage. Every June, he used Blake’s Virginia Beach home as a free hotel. Apparently, his overweight brother in law was using his daughter as well. Blake made a mental note to swing by Larry’s on his way home and beat the fat fucker to a bloodied pulp.
Blake held his daughter for a moment, stroked her long hair. Her nightgown was hiked up around her waist; she was void of panties. And, she made no movement to cover herself. Blake debated about what he should do. He thought about the teenagers in the next tent over and about his own childhood that had slipped into . . . He didn’t want to think anymore. Sighing deeply, he moved his erection slightly toward Amber, testing her reaction to it. She gave no indication that she felt his slight jab, and Blake grew agitated. He gave his daughter a strong thrust, keeping his erection against her uncovered cunt. Then, he began circling his hips, spilling pre-cum onto his daughter’s exposed belly. Amber silently circled her naked cunt in time with him. Through his pajama bottoms, Blake felt the heated wetness of her sex.
“Does it feel good?” Blake whispered very low, husky. While grinding, he kept sliding his cock head up into her pussy lips, brushing against her clit. He could feel the scattering of her pubic hairs against the tip of his dick.
“So good,” Amber returned, wrapping an arm around her father to draw their bodies even closer together, continuing to grind against him. “You are so big – bigger than even Uncle Larry.”
“Do you want to feel it in you?”
“Yes!” Amber screamed her urgency.
Wordlessly, Blake removed his clothes while Amber did likewise. He couldn’t bring himself to kiss, caress, or undress his daughter. Even in his fractured mental state, it was too perverted. “Are you ready?” He whispered once they were both stripped.
“Yes! Hurry! Give it to me, put your huge cock in me!”
He rolled over onto his daughter. Quickly, before his moral conscious reared its ugly head, he slid into Amber’s haven. Beneath him now, Blake could feel how tiny she was, her hips and taut belly barely half the width of his torso.
“Oh!” Amber shuttered. “I love your big cock in me!”
“You have to be quiet. It won’t do either of us any good for the other campers to know what’s going on in this tent.” Blake whispered, his organ stilled to give her body time to adjust to the intruding member.
“O-Okay,” Amber agreed. “But it’s going to be hard. I’ve wanted to have sex with you for a long time.”
“You’re having it now,” Blake smiled a little, “dirty daughter.”
Blake couldn’t remember the last time he had been with a woman who hadn’t given birth, and Amber’s sex cavity was like a tight glove pulsating around his cock. She was as wet as any female he had been with and so very hot. His little girl, he loved her and wanted to outdo her stuffed shirt boyfriend and Uncle Larry in providing her pleasure. “Tighten and release your pelvic muscles while I’m fucking you,” he whispered the instruction. “It’ll help you cum.”
Blake began moving his lower body, quickening his pace and increasing his depth of penetration with each stroke. Before too long, he was shaking Amber’s body with his powerful thrusts, giving her every bit of his ample endowment. In the darkened tent, he couldn’t see her very well, but the sloppy slapping sounds and the wetness against his balls let him know that she was enjoying the fuck.
“Ooooo . . . “ Blake felt his balls draw up with the urgency to cum. At his age, Blake knew that he no longer had the staying power for a second orgasm and wanted to fuck his daughter for as long as possible. Her tight vagina made an ever so slight popping sound as his overfilling instrument was removed from it.
“Did you cum?” She asked. “Inside me?”
“No,” Blake whispered. “I want to switch positions. Lay back.”
Kneeling with his knees on the mattress, he reached for Amber’s legs and lifted them up until, shoulders flat on her back, Amber’s ass was off the black air mattress. He slid into her saturated vulva with a deep moan of pleasure. Man, she was so hot and tight! In this position, she felt even better, and he would have full stroke maneuverability. After wrapping her legs around his shoulders, he began pounding her relentlessly with long, deep, and quick strokes.
“Ugh, ugh,” Amber huffed. “Oh, Dad . . . uh . . . oh, yeah!”
“Shhhh,” Blake whispered. “You have to be quiet.” He wanted to scream his pleasure, listen to her nasty words of enjoyment, but his ever-thinking adult mind overruled his carnal desire.
“I’m trying, but it’s so hard. I’ve never had it so deep and fast before. I’m coming hard,” she gasped, chest heaving. Blake laughed a little, thrilled to know that Amber was enjoying the fuck as much as he was.
As he moved his lower body again, he wrapped his hands around Amber’s ass. Her bottom was delicately soft and petite, just the slightest curvature. He guided her back toward his thrusting, controlling her movements. Amber gasped, twisted her upper body. Then, she reached out, wrapped her hands around either side of Blake’s lower legs, and dug her fingernails in painfully. The rough contact excited Blake, and he slammed faster into his daughter. The loud slapping sound of flesh hitting flesh filled the tent, mixed with telltale squishy sounds of rock hard cock pounding soaked pussy. As Blake huffed and fucked Amber, he listened for catcalls outside the tent and was thankful to hear silence.
“Ooooo . . . Makes me cum . . . Ooooo . . . “
“Roll flat onto your belly,” Blake whispered, releasing Amber’s legs.
“H-Huh?”
“Just do it,” Blake replied testily, gulping to get fresh air into his legs. Having her was magnificent, but he knew he that could do a better job with his daughter, and a fleeting fantasy of possibilities stole through his head. The lack of privacy and inability to speak pleasured thoughts aloud were undeniable drawbacks. And, as much as he wanted to continue in that position, Amber couldn’t refrain from uttering her pleasure. Also, he was dying from the physical exertion and needed to slow the tempo.
Amber she lay flat on her belly, ass exposed to him. For a moment, Blake considered easing his cock into that ass but decided against it. She was too little, his cock too large, and he had no lubrication. Saliva would do in a pinch, he knew, but Amber deserved better than a guy’s spit in her asshole. Instead, he arched over his daughter and eased his cock into her pussy, resting most of his weight on his extended arms.
“Now, cross your legs,” he instructed. “It’ll fill you up all the way.”
“You already fill me up all the way,” Amber cooed lovingly, doing as instructed. “Oh, you feel even thicker like this! Oh, Dad, I’m so full!”
His daughter was unbelievably tight in this position, and he varied his movements from fast and jerky to slow and deep, switching it around to prevent himself from cuming. He could feel Amber’s sex fluttering against his cock. Looking down at her, he noticed that she had his sleeping bag in her mouth and clawing at another part of the fabric.
“I’m enjoying it, too,” Blake whispered tenderly.
“Oh . . . It’s so hard . . . to . . . Oh, it’s . . . “
“Going to cum . . . ” Blake whispered between clenched teeth. He was filled with glowing happiness, the urgency of a pressing orgasm. His being was filled with the glory of being young again. He was transported to Cancun, on his honeymoon with Holly. A high manic state came over him. He thought about how, in his mind, he could be anyone. In his mind, he could be young again. It suddenly seemed so simple.
Amber was having a major orgasm, Blake could feel it, and he moved his body quickly in respond to it. “Oh,” she gushed hotly. “Oh, yes!” Blake no longer cared if Amber spoke her pleasure aloud. For a fleeting moment, he wanted to hear her scream it! As his orgasm spouted into Amber’s hot interior, Blake didn’t give a fuck about anything. He knew that he was filling her up with life giving sperm, possibly impregnating his own offspring, but he didn’t care. He was so sick and fucking tired of thinking.
Blake’s high manic state was almost immediately replaced with immeasurably guilt after he came. Pushing out of Amber’s sex cavity as though it were made of hot coals, he put a hand to his mouth, gagging with the awareness of what he had just done. Uncaring of his nudity, Blake bolted from the tent. Standing nude before a quieted campground, Blake finally realized what had been alluding him, and he began projectile vomiting. He finally knew what he wanted to do, what was stirring all of his anxiety. He knew now that dusk represented death, and Blake didn’t want to die. He didn’t want to grow old. He didn’t want to admit the truth – that he was no longer young. While his horny little girl Amber had screwed him out of desperation for cock, he had screwed Amber for an even sicker reason. He wanted her youth! He wanted to be those teenagers in the neighboring tent! He wanted it so badly he screwed his daughter for a virtual taste of it!
He also understood why he despised Amber’s teachers. It wasn’t only because of their Pollyannaish views of the world; it was because they had managed to hold onto something that Blake had lost somewhere along the way. Time had aged his mind, dried up his soul as he became an adult, capable of seeing and accepting painful truths. Those instructors, they weren’t hampered by the bleak realities of adulthood. Although they were aged in birthday years, they were children still. Blake wanted that. But, after screwing his daughter, he knew he could never have it again. It wasn’t in him. Oh, God, it wasn’t in him! And, because it wasn’t in him, he needed to erase the memory of what had just transpired. Oh, God, he had screwed his flesh and blood, his beautiful Amber!
“Dad,” Amber whispered sternly, standing above Blake. “Get up! You can’t be out here like this! For pity’s sake, it was only sex!”
“You’ll hate me for it in a few years, Amber,” Blake lamented, following his daughter back inside the tent. “You’ll become estranged from me. I’ll lose you!”
“If you say so,” Amber returned. “All I know right now is that you rocked my world. I never came half that much before!” She lay down.
“Don’t get too cozy,” Blake said, shakily gathering up their possessions from inside the tent. “We’re leaving.”
“Now?” Amber asked ridiculously. “In the middle of the night?”
“Yes,” Blake emphatically replied. “We need to bail out before morning comes. I don’t want to be here just in case someone overheard us. And, Amber?”
“Yes?”
“What happens in western New York, stays in western New York.”

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Fantasy

Reality Jump – Chapter 2

Chapter 2 – A round of death please.
Charles was dragged by the two boys down a set of steps and then along a corridor that made up the dungeon. Charles looked to the sides and only saw solid stone walls and no cells, but as his feet dragged across metal bars in the floor he under stood that they were on top of them. When they got to the end of the corridor one of the boys pulled open a set of iron grates and leaned it against the wall. Charles was then shoved down the hole and fell about 8 feet until his back met another stone floor. As he heard the two boys walk off Charles took a look around him surveying his new predicament. His cell was a 5 by 8 rectangle with bars the walls all stone except that which connected his cell to the next.
Charles looked into the next cell over and saw a few of figures huddled together, from what he could hear they were playing some sort of game that involved rolling several things that looked like dice. Then one of the figures looked over at him and asked. “What you in here for?” At this Charles saw 4 other faces look over at him.
“Rape apparently.” Charles said sitting down and leaning up against the stone wall.
“What do you mean by apparently? Did ya get the in the bitch or not!” Asked another figure as they all walked over to the bars.
“No, and I wasn’t trying to rape her.” Charles said looking up at the person. Charles saw 2 men and 3 women who made up the group. One man was black and stood at 6’3” and looked lean with muscle. The other man looked oriental and stood at 5’8” also lean with muscle.
“Well if you weren’t trying to rape her then why are you in here?” Asked one of the women stepping out from behind the two men, she looked tiny compared to the rest of the group, maybe 5 foot even, she looked almost anorexic but had a pretty face. Her skin was pale from the lack of sunlight and her red hair looked out of place on her head.
“Because she said I was in the process of doing it.”
“Did you catch her name by any chance?” Asked the black man looking down at Charles with interest.
“Yeah, name was Lilly.”
“Lilly Spitfire? Was he last name Spitfire!?” Asked the oriental man grasping the bars that separated the two cells.
“Just caught her first name, sorry.” Charles said slouching down.
“Well what did she look like?”
“Long black hair, almost your height, small tits, not really my type, real bitchy!”
“Yeah, that’s Lilly Spitfire. How do you know her?” Asked the oriental looking more excited.
“I fell on her after coming out of something called a wandering vortex-”
“You got summoned by Lilly Spitfire? You unlucky son of a bitch, that’s about the worst luck I’ve heard of!” Laughed the black man taking a step back and putting his hands on his stomach, Charles saw the other two girls come into view, one was a black woman that looked to be 5’9” and also sported some huge tit’s, around F cup at best guess, and a little Latin beauty next to her who stood at 5’7” with dark hair.
“Yeah, now I just wish someone would tell me what the fuck that means.” Charles said while rubbing his back from where he fell on it.
“You tell him Allie, you know more about it then us.” Said the black man now just down to a chuckle.
The Latin woman stepped up, cleared her throat and explained to Charles who Lilly really was. “Lilly’s family is one of the 8 families that founded this academy. Her father was a royal and a loyal follower to the king of Kenja, the country to the west, but he was killed during peace time by an assassin. Lilly Spitfire was brought here when she turned 9 and has since been staying and attending the royal Ouran academy. It will be 8 years this month that she has been attending the school.”
Charles held up his hand and asked “So why does she act like she owns the place?”
“Because she does, well her family does but she just has to ask them and they will dismiss any of the teachers or staff here. The students on the other hand are all from royal lineage so she cannot make them leave, but most of them will do almost anything for her to get what they want.”
“Alright, so then why are you all in here?”
“We all have various reasons to that.” Answered the oriental man now sitting with his legs crossed. “Allie here was once a maid in girl’s dorm tower. She tripped while carrying a box of snakes for someone and one or two found their way into Ms. Spitfire’s room. And Adriane over there” He gestured to the black woman “was tossed in for giving someone a bad grade who then ran to Lilly and whined. Finally we have our little red head Samantha. She, big guy Mike and me, Mitch, were all thrown in due to us being a bit sloppy.”
“They threw you in for being sloppy?”
“No, they threw us in because we were trying to steal some coin from rich kids, we’re all thieves. Allie was the person that surveyed the rooms, Adriane was the one that sized people up and the rest of us did the deed.”
“What’s your name?” Samantha asked looking over at Charles.
“Charles.”
“Where were you from?”
“From a place very far away, not sure I’ll ever see it again.”
“Which royal family are you from?”
“What?”
“Your clothes, I’ve only seen a royal wear things like them, but never in that style.”
“Oh I’m no royal, this is just what people wear from where I’m from.”
“Do you have any skills at least?” Adriane asked stepping up next to Samantha.
“Yeah, I have a few.”
“Like what?” Mitch asked this time, he was back over with Mike who was rolling the dice like things.
“Let’s see, want to hear them all?” Charles asked going over to the bars.
“Sure, not like we have to be somewhere!”
“Alright, good point. I can pick locks, hunt, kill, sneaking around, pretty good at doing gymnastics, swimming, shooting, sword fighting, hand to hand fighting, shooting, hacking, driving, horse riding, base jumping and sky diving, been told I was good at sex, interrogating, I can perform surgery, explosives and I’m also a good bartender.”
“What the fuck did you do?”
“I worked for a company called the Central Intelligence Agency. I was just another guy they used to kill people in delicate situations.”
“Wow, you hear that Mitch? We got a killer!” Mike said rolling the dice around the ground.
“Yeah, think it will work now?” Mitch responded reaching for the dice on the ground.
“Nope, still don’t have anything to pick a lock with.” Mike responded watching Mitch toss the dice.
“Hey Charles, got any lockpicks or knives on you by any chance?” Mitch asked not bothering turning his back from the dice.
“Nope, lost my knife when I took a free fall out of the tower and left all my lockpicks in my over coat when I was getting ready to do a girl.”
“Well haven’t you had a rather busy day!” Allie said looking over at Charles with ‘that’ look in her eyes. Just then they all heard footsteps coming down the stairs and then several people walk down the corridor.
“We got company.” Mike said looking in the direction of the footsteps.
“All prisoners are to move to the walls and face them!” A man yelled to everyone in the cells. “Those who do not comply will be killed on the spot!”
They then heard a voice that everyone in the cells knew to hate and despise. “Release my familiar now; I need him by my side for today.”
“Yes, right away miss Spitfire.” The trap door over Charles cell was then pulled open and a rope ladder was dropped down. “Climb up, do not try anything or we will stab you.”
Charles went over to the rope ladder and shouted up at the people above “I’m not coming up till the other people down here are released!”
“You don’t have any room to be making requests pet!” Lilly shouted back at him.
“You seem to forget Lilly; you are the one that came to get me, that tells me that you need me for something somewhat important.”
“Just climb up the ladder and make this all the easier for us.”
“Not until you do what I asked, after that I will do what you want. But until the other five people down here with me are released, go fuck yourself!”
Up top Lilly looked down into the other prison cell and saw the five people. In reality she could remember that she threw the people in but not the reasons why. “What were those people imprisoned for captain?” Lilly asked the head of the guard.
“Three of them were imprisoned because they tried to pull a heist on a student here, the other two you just had us throw in and never told us why.”
Lilly thought for a minute before deciding. “Well go ahead and release them, but make sure they are all escorted off school grounds.”
The guard captain waved to the other guards who then proceeded over to the cells trap door and pulled it open. They then pushed a rope ladder down the hole.
“There, the other’s are released, now will you get your fucking ass up here!” Lilly yelled down at Charles.
“Alright, I’m coming; don’t get your panties in a twist.” Charles walked over to the rope ladder and climbed up. When he was up top he saw Mike, Mitch, Allie, Adrian and Samantha all up there with him.
“Alright captain, escort these criminals off of school grounds right now. And you,” Lilly pointed at Charles “Follow me.” Charles followed everyone through the corridor and up the stairs, when they got outside he saw it was just turning to night. Charles followed Lilly to the towers whilst two guards escorted everyone else to the drawbridge.
“So what do you want?” Charles asked as they walked up to the doors leading into the girl’s dorm tower.
Lilly stopped in front of the large wooden set of doors and turned to Charles. “It’s not me who wanted you back, believe me when I say this. If it were up to me you would have stayed in that cell until you starved and the rats ate you piece by piece.”
“Then why am I out?”
“Because I was informed that if I didn’t bring you back half the students would leave.” Lilly said turning back to the door. Charles was about to ask her another question when she pushed open the doors.
Beyond the doors was a huge room that glowed from candle light. When they entered the tower Charles saw that the glow was from more from the gold plated walls, the mirror like marble floors and the single huge diamond pillar that went from the ground floor to the roof of the tower. (The tower to give you a specific stretches to 100 floors, so just 2 floors shorter than the Empire State building)
“Come in, and close the door after you.” Lilly said walking into the lobby area of the tower. Charles followed her and shut the door after him. A maid went over to Lilly and took her cloak from her and disappeared from site just as fast as she came. “Go up to the fifth floor pet, take the servant’s stairwell so no one sees you, my room faces the east.” Lilly walked over to a set of chairs, sat down and picked up what could be a magazine. Charles looked in the direction that the maid disappeared and saw a small door that was left open. Charles walked over and crouched under the door and closed it behind him. When he was inside he was directly in a sea of bustling maids. Some were dressed in French maid like outfits whilst others were in Japanese kimonos. Charles looked around and saw a staircase going up and started his way in that direction. He didn’t make it 4 feet before one of the girls yelled “Intruder!” and he was instantly pushed back the way he came. The maids pushed him out of the half doorway and right into the lobby, there they proceeded to herd him towards the front doors.
When Charles was pushed out the doors and down onto his ass one of the maids walked up to him and kicked him in the stomach. “That should teach you boys to stay out of here!” With that all of the maids went back into the tower and closed the doors behind them. It started to get cold outside as the sun went down. Charles walked over to the east side of the tower and looked up at the second story. There he saw the wire from his knife still dangling in front of Ellen’s room. Charles looked around and saw that the stone on the outside of the tower was rugged, misshapen and provided plenty of foot holds for climbing. Charles looked up and down the tower from the base of it to the Ellen’s patio on the second story and worked out a path for himself to climb up. When Charles was done climbing up the wall and set foot on the patio he looked inside beyond a thin curtain he saw Ellen sleeping in her bed. Charles walked closer and sat down on the bed next to Ellen.
Charles drew back the thin sheet from her body and discovered that she was sleeping nude. A breeze came in through the open window and made Ellen shudder from the cool air blowing over her. She turned onto her said and felt Charles warm body; she then went half awake and looked at him. Once she realized who it was Ellen became fully awake. She lunged at Charles making him, along with her, fall from the bed onto the floor; she kept kissing him all over not letting him say a word. Charles put his hands on her ass as he returned the kisses to her and pulled her closer making her lower body grind on his hardening cock. Ellen worked her way down his neck to his chest where she started to undo his white shirt. With every inch she gained from each button she assaulted it with more kisses. She eventually got his pants and looked up at his face making eye contact with him.
“Ready?” She asked as she played with his belt.
“I have been ready since we got interrupted the last time babe!” Charles replied looking down at her.
Ellen whipped off his belt and undid his pants. She then gave them a tug to his knees. She looked at the bulge in his shorts and smiled at the size of it. She reached the hem of his shorts and peeled them off of him. When Ellen looked at Charles cock her eyes went wide at the size of it.
“How big are you?” Ellen asked not able to take her eyes off it.
“Last time someone measured, it was 9 inches long and about 3 in diameter.” Charles gazed down at his cock as Ellen grabbed it with both her hands. Even with both hands she still didn’t have it all in her hands and they didn’t even reach all the way around. She put her mouth around the head whilst she started to rub his cock up and down. Ellen moved her right hand down to Charles balls and played with them as she started to go deeper on him. When his cock hit that back of her throat she looked at saw that she still had a good 2 inches to go. She started to bob her head up and down on the giant cock in her hands, going from the tip of it and slobbering all over the head then she would go down on it till the tip of it hit the back of her throat. “Oh babe, that’s great!” Charles said in pleasure as he laid back and enjoyed her working on his cock. When Ellen finally came up she looked down at Charles who was just smiling in content. “Please tell me your close.” She said with an almost pleading look in her eyes.
“Sorry, not even close. Want me to work you over?” Charles said looking at her sweating body. Ellen jumped back on her bed and spread her legs open for Charles to go down on her. Charles got up onto his knees and shuffled over in between her legs and started to kiss up her inner thighs. As he got close to her pussy lips he went up to her navel then back down her other thigh. On his second trip he went right across her lips but barely touched them with his tongue and went down the opposite thigh. As he went over them a third time he stayed and licked up and down her lips. Charles went up slightly and teased her clit with his nose as he started to insert his tongue into her; this made her squirm and reach down with one of her hands to finish what he started. When her hand was about to get to her clit Charles knocked it away and held it to her side. She tried with her other hand and got the same treatment. Charles now had both of her hands to her sides as he continued to torture her with his tongue. Ellen let out a half frustrated half pleasure filled sigh as Charles teased her by breathing out through his nose right over her clit making her come to the brink of an orgasm but not giving enough to push her over. Finally Charles inserted his right middle finger and ring finger into her soaked pussy and lightly bit down on her clit. This set her off and put her directly into heaven faster than she was prepared for. Charles kept on finger fucking her pussy as he played with her clit, he released her other hand which joined her other one that was pinching her nipples as she had the longest and most powerful orgasm of her life.
Charles backed away when Ellen pushed his head away from her when she became too sensitive for his ministrations. Her body was still shaking from the aftershocks when she said “Holy shit! That was the best I’ve ever felt!”
“We aren’t even close to being done yet either.” Charles said looking at her still shaking from the orgasm. Charles took a step closer and got between her legs rubbing the tip of his dick against her pussy lips. “Ready for even more?”
“Take it slow, this is my first time!” Ellen said with a slightly worried look in her face as she looked down at the monster between Charles legs.
“There is no way this is your first time from the way you gave head!” Charles said looking into her face.
“True, I have sucked plenty of cock, but I never let them do anything else.” Charles leaned in and kissed her on the lips, while he was doing that he slowly started to push into her. When he was about an inch in her felt her hymen right there waiting to be broken by his cock, instead of rushing through it and ramming home Charles moved his right hand to her clit and slowly moved back and forth being careful not to hit her hymen. When Charles felt her moan into his mouth and hey pussy started to squeeze him he rammed about 3 inches of his cock home breaking her hymen. He played with her clit faster bringing her back to her orgasm and he slowly fucked her back and forth. When she started to moan into his mouth again as he fucked her Charles pushed in deeper with his cock sliding in to about 6 inches.
“Oh god I feel so full right now!” Ellen said looking down at her pussy as Charles kept up the pace his hips were at. “And it’s not even all the way in me yet!” She said laughing as she fell on backwards onto her bed.
“We can fix that real easy, but it might hurt some more for a bit.” Charles said pushing in a bit deeper.
“Go ahead, I’ve cummed a good 10 times already and you haven’t even busted a nut.” Ellen said playing with her nipples. “Do whatever you want, I’ll be fine with it!” At this Charles smiled. He then grabbed her by the hips and pulled out so only the head was still resting in her pussy, then he rammed all the way home into her. Ellen screamed out in pleasure as she exploded into yet another orgasm as his cock went all the way into her hitting the entrance to her womb. She felt fuller then ever and loved every second of it. Charles kept going faster and faster until his hips were almost a blur pounding into her pussy hitting her womb every time. Ellen was rolling in orgasm after orgasm as he pounded her faster and harder. Charles pulled out with a loud moan he sprayed his load all over her. The first powerful spurt of cum went all the way and hit her chin, the second one hit her right breast covering it, the streams of cum just kept on flowing out completely covering her stomach. Finally he stopped cumming and collapsed on top of her.
“That was great!” Charles said as he rolled off of Ellen and lay next to her on the bed.
Ellen was about to speak when she was interrupted by her door flying open. In the doorway was Lilly, and she looked like she wanted blood.
“What the fuck Lilly! How come you always barge in on me every time I have sex?” Ellen screamed at Lilly.
“Because you’re my sister and I don’t like boys getting their fucking hands on you!” Lilly screamed at her sister. “You, get the fuck up to my room and stay there until I get there!” Lilly pointed her wand at Charles and sent him flying out of the window. Charles by now was quite used to being sent out of windows, but instead of falling down onto the grounds he went shooting upwards. As Charles went out the window he grabbed onto the snapped wire that was still attached to his knife. When he was at Lilly’s patio he was put gently on the sill. He walked into Lilly’s room and over to her bathroom where he found his overcoat hung up and it looked like it was recently cleaned and pressed. He put it on and slit the knife back up his sleeve when he heard a familiar voice behind him say “Don’t put that on, I like guys naked!” Charles spun around and drew his knife as he spun, he had it in front of him and was in a fighting position when he saw Madison standing there in just a pink teddy.
“What are you doing in here?” Charles said looking at Madison standing before him. She looked very nice in just her teddy, but Charles saw something different in her eyes.
“Silly, I’ve been waiting for you to get here. I wanted to ask you for something!” Madison said taking a step closer to Charles who took a step back.
“What would you want from me?” Charles asked starting to take small steps to her side knife still up in front of him.
“Your blood of course, what else do vampire want!” Madison said. She leaped at Charles who dived to the side. She hit the ground and was on all fours looking like a jungle cat ready to pounce. Charles got to his feet and backed up towards the window where he came through. “Why can’t all boy’s be as ferocious as you?” Madison said, she lunged at Charles from the bathroom and flew the 10 feet right at him, Charles slashed at her with his knife and slashed her face open. She fell to the ground skidded across the small patio outside of Lilly’s room. She was holding her face in pain, black blood started to leak through her hand and onto the patio. Charles wasn’t about to let his guard down yet though. He knew that he only grazed her cheek with his knife and that something like her wouldn’t be fazed at all by it.
“I know you’re not hurt, now get up and let’s finish this!” Charles said with his knife in front of him. Madison stopped sobbing and put her hand down. She looked up at Charles and smiled, the cheek that was cut sealed itself up right before them not even leaving a scar.
“I like people like you.” Madison said looking over at Charles. “I’ve only met a few people, mostly woman, who really put up a fight before I sucked them dry.” Madison stood up and slowly walked over to Charles. “Please don’t let me down!” With that she leaped over the king bed in front of her and landed in front of Charles. Charles quickly stepped back then lunged forward with his knife. He hit her arm and a small amount of black blood oozed out from the cut before it sealed itself back up. Madison slashed her other arm at Charles who merely cut it from her wrist up to her shoulder making it go numb. Madison jumped back before the knife reached her throat and grabbed her arm.
“How the fuck does something not from this world know how to fight me!” Madison screamed at Charles. In reality Charles was just doing what he thought would work, and that was slashing away at her tendons and nerves.
“Call it dumb luck.” Charles said looking at Madison who was now moving her right arm again. She run at Charles with her hands forward. Charles simply went into a crouch and sliced upwards on her. The knife entered her at the right inner leg, went up through her abdomen, sliced through the middle of her left breast then came out through her left shoulder. Blood sprayed all over him as Madison fell backwards due to the muscles and nerves being sliced through in her right leg. She hit the ground and was out cold from her head hitting the wooden floor when Lilly came in. She looked at her Charles, who was soaked in black blood, standing over another body, which was spewing black blood from a shoulder, and started to say when she recognized the body as her friend Madison’s.
“You monster!” Lilly cried out at she ran up to her friend who was now just barely bleeding. “Do you have any idea what you could have done to her?”
“You do know what she is right?” Charles said looking at Lilly pushing together the flesh so it would heal faster.
“Of course I do, you don’t very well make friends with someone that’s a vampire and not know about it!” Madison opened her eyes and looked up at Lilly standing over her.
“That one’s a keeper girl. He fucked me up good!” Madison tried to sit up but Lilly pushed her back down.
“Stay down, I doubt your insides are fully healed yet.” Lilly said holding Madison’s head in her lap. “Go make yourself useful and fetch me a pint of blood from the bathroom.” Lilly said while stroking Madison’s hair. Charles looked at the two for another moment. Still slightly confused at what just happened, he then went into the bathroom and looked around for where a pint of blood could be stored. He started to throw open every cabinet door in the bathroom looking for a pint of blood when he found it. Right under the sink was a box, a one black cube with a spigot coming out of it. Next to it were pint sized mugs that were chilled with frost. Charles filled one up with a half black half red liquid and brought it back to Lilly who was still gently stroking Madison’s face.
“Here” Charles said holding the pint in front of Lilly.
“Did you get this from the black cube under the sink and did you use a chilled glass to transport it?” Lilly asked looking at the glass of black and red liquid.
“Yes to all of those.” Charles said looking down at the girls.
“Ok,” Lilly took the glass from Charles and held it up to Madison’s lips. “Drink it slowly; I don’t need you going maniac on me.” Madison leaned up and put her lips to the glass, she drank all the liquid in one slow motion. When she was done the glass looked just as clean as when Charles poured the stuff into it. “Take this back and put it with the others.” Lilly said handing Charles the glass.
“What was that stuff?” Charles asked looking at Madison slowly get to her feet.
“The same stuff that is all over you, petrified blood, it’s what keeps us vampires going for all of time.” Madison said standing in front of Charles, her teddy was at her ankles and she wasn’t wearing anything else. “We can keep it in our blood stream for ages without a worry, but we get pretty moody when that happens. So Lilly has been supplying me with some ever since I came here.”
“So what the hell was with you trying to kill me earlier?” Charles asked still not sure to trust Madison again.
“Oh that, well I was looking for some fresh blood plus it was around that time when I needed a refill on the petrified stuff.” Madison walked up to Charles and looked at how much blood was on him. “Real quick, did you drink any of the stuff? Any of it get in your mouth and go down your throat?”
“Yeah a little bit, when it sprayed from you some got in my mouth.” Charles no sooner said that when he was on the ground with Madison pinning him there.
“Lilly, we got about 10 minutes before it happens.” Madison said in a no nonsense voice.
“What do you need me to do then?” Lilly asked looking at her friend over Charles.
“Go to my room and grab the syringe, it should be on my dresser. Run!” Lilly went sprinting out of the room and left Charles pinned to the ground by the person that recently tried to kill him.
“What are you doing?” Charles asked looking at Madison. She had his arms pinned with her legs and her pussy was right there in front of his face.
“I need to kill you or else the whole world will fall into chaos.” Madison said with a poker face.
“WHAT!” Charles yelled trying to get her off of him. “Why the fuck do I need to die!” Charles yelled at Madison who was just sitting on his chest.
“You’re a fucking familiar boy. You had some petrified blood. That means immortality to something like you and the only way to prevent that is to kill you within 20 minutes of you drinking it.” Madison pinched her legs around Charles arms and kept them tight to his sides. “We just got over a bloody war because of something like you and it nearly killed half the planet. He was a scrawny little guy that couldn’t fight worth a damn, so after taking you on and seeing how easily you subdued me that means chaos for everyone else.” Madison leaned back and put her hands on his stomach looking up at the ceiling. “So just lie down and try to enjoy the last few moments of your life.”
Charles looked at her and couldn’t believe what she was saying. His brain wouldn’t allow it, his instinct wouldn’t allow it. Charles used his legs and got them underneath Madison’s armpits and told her “Go fuck yourself.” He threw her across the room into a mirror making it shatter. He got to his feet and headed for the door only to run into Lilly. When she saw Charles she drew her wand and pointed it at him.
“Back up, don’t try anything!” Charles did a 180 and ran for the window. He heard Madison yell at Lilly that she only had a minute to kill him. Lilly sprinted for Charles but was too late. Charles got to the railing around the patio and threw himself over the edge.
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In the future where technology has evolved so has the porn industry, see what can be done with a brain scan and a few questions

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Senior Highs

This is a story about two people, 18. The names of the people in the story are changed to protect identities. My name is Jason, and I am a senior in high school. I have a lot of friends, and I’m about to have a couple better ones…

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So there I was on the bed on my hands and knees with one guy behind me, his cock balls deep in my ass and another guy in front of me balls deep in my throat and my wife standing in the doorway, jaw wide open. Her eyes were bugged out with the deer in the headlights shocked look on her face.
My wife had always loved watching male-male action. Over the years when we have had guys come over for fun, she had always commented on how she loved to watch. She would sit and masturbate while watching the other guy and me service each other. Well one night a few months ago, we had our friend Jim over for some fun. We were talking, drinking and throwing darts. Jim asked me what I would do if I came home one night and found Grace in bed going at it with another woman. I said that considering I would probably blow a load immediately upon the discovery, I would sit and watch for a bit while I recovered before joining in. He then asked Grace what she would do if the situation was reversed. Would she like it if she found me in bed with another guy going at it? She responded with, “Oh yeah”. She had a huge smile on her face and a look like she was visualizing it in her head. That kind of got my wheels turning. She said she would watch for a bit herself before joining in on the fun.
Fast forward to a couple of weeks ago. I decided that based on that conversation and the fact that I know she loves to watch male-male action, I would set something up to surprise her. I contacted Jim to see if he would be available 2 weeks from Friday. He told me his wife would be out of town then and asked what I had in mind. I told him my plan of having him over along with another guy to give Grace a big surprise. I reminded him of the conversation we had that one night and wanted my wife to come home, find the three of us in bed and join in for a little orgy/gang bang action. He readily agreed. He doesn’t get much sex from his wife and when he does, it isn’t anything great. So when he has the chance to fuck my wife and me, he jumps at it knowing he is getting the best sex of his life. He asked me about the other guy. I told him I knew someone and left it at that. I told him to be at my house by 6pm Friday night.
I then e-mailed mike. He is a bi guy I met on an adult personals site Grace and I belong to. I told him what I was up to and asked about 2 weeks from Friday. With in an hour I got a response back saying he would love to join in. I responded with directions to our house and told him to be there by 6pm. He sent back a two word reply “can’t wait”.
Fast forward to today. I arranged with my mom to take the kids for the night. I told Grace that I had a surprise for her tonight. She of course asked what it was. I just said she would have to wait and the only hint she would get is that the kids were going to moms for the night. That put a little sparkle in her eye. She reminded me of her dinner meeting and that she wouldn’t be until around 7 and was out the door.
Since I didn’t have to work that day, I spent the day cleaning the house. At 5 my mom picked up the kids. I told her would get them in the morning. She said that she had something planned for the kids for the morning and we could pick them up in the afternoon.
The next hour I spent cleaning my self up. I took a bath and made sure I was cleanly shaved from balls to asshole. I trimmed the rest of my pubes very short with the trimmers. I also made sure to clean out my ass. Nothing worse than shit on a stick. Once I was satisfied with my hygiene, I put on a loose pair of shorts and a t-shirt. No underwear here. Going commando tonight. One less thing to remove later.
The guys showed up right on time. Since they got to the door at the same time, the introductions took care of themselves. I got us all a beer and we sat in the living room to discuss the evening. I told them she would be home around 7pm. I said it didn’t matter who was doing what to whom, but I wanted her to walk in and find us in the middle of some hot sex of some kind. I also told them of the gamble I was taking and that if things didn’t go as I was hoping they will, they need to make themselves scarce very quickly. We would let Grace’s reaction decide that.
Since this was his first time, I told Mike the rules of the house. Jim already knew them but a reminder is always good. 1) No cumming in Grace’s pussy. He could shoot anywhere else. I would prefer that he cum in my mouth. 2) What she says goes. No means no and if she calls it quits in the middle, then it’s over and he would need to get dressed and leave. No questions asked. 3) This is my home and my wife and you need to respect both. I told him if he could live by these simple rules, he would be asked back and we would have many fun times together. He agreed quickly to them.
I got us all another round and suggested we watch a little porn. I put in a bi DVD and settled on to the couch. Before long the action on the screen had us all rubbing our cocks through our shorts. I decided to be the trail blazer so to speak. I stood, removed my shorts and sat back down. The others followed suit. It only took a few minutes before I couldn’t stand it any longer. I had to have one of those cocks in my mouth. Since Mike’s was new, I decided to suck his first. I walked over and knelt in front of him. He opened his legs to allow me in between. He had quite the impressive hunk of meat hanging there. He was around 8 or 9 inches long and proportionately thick. His nuts appeared to be quite large as well. I reached up and felt their weight. They were warm, heavy and completely smooth shaven. I reached my tongue out and gently licked all around his sack before sliding up his shaft and engulfing the head of his cock. I slowly slid my mouth up and down his cock taking more in my mouth with each stroke. Soon I was taking his whole cock in my mouth and throat using long slow strokes. I used one of my hands to massage his balls at the same time. Mike was moaning softly and placed a hand on the back of my head. I didn’t want to go too long as I didn’t want him to cum yet. He started to try to pump faster but I gave his balls a gentle but firm squeeze to stop him. This went on for several minutes before I decided I should stop.
While I was sucking on Mike, Jim moved over next Mike on the couch for a better view. I figured that since I was down there, I would give Jim the same treatment. I started on him the same way I did Mike. Since this wasn’t Jim’s first blowjob from me, he knew to sit still and let me work. He isn’t as long as Mike, about 6-7 inches like me but he is a bit thicker than both of us. I started gently licking and sucking his hairless balls. I then moved slowly up his shaft licking it the entire length before taking it all the way in to my mouth. Again I used long slow strokes to make sure he received lots of pleasure without prematurely sending him over the edge.
After a few minutes of this I caught the time out of the corner of my eye. It was 6:45. Grace would be home any minute. I decided we needed to move this to the bedroom and fast. I got on my hands and knees on the bed and told Mike to fuck my ass. As soon as he was in me, I told Jim to shove his cock in my mouth. They both started to pump slowly in to me.
I heard Grace come home a few minutes later. I heard her call my name but I didn’t answer. I knew she would find me/us since the house is only so big. That brings us to the beginning of this story.
I took Jim’s cock out of my mouth, smiled to my wife and said “surprise”. I waited for what seemed like forever for her to say or do something. Finally she came back to reality. “Well, well, well, isn’t this quite the site.” she said. The look on her face turned to pure lust. “This is definitely not the surprise I was expecting. No body move, I need to get the camera.” she said.
When she came back she was completely naked. It was then that I knew my gamble paid off. She told us to resume what we were doing and started snapping pictures. She moved around us getting everything from all the different angles. She told Jim and Mike to change spots. She has seen Jim’s cock many times so his was no surprise. She did however do a double take when she saw the length of Mikes.
Jim shoved his cock in to my ass in one push and started to pump slowly. Mike placed his cock to my lips. I opened wide, put my hand on his ass and pulled him to me until his cock was buried all the way in to my throat. I heard Grace say “Holy shit! He took the whole thing!” I then heard the sounds of more pictures being taken. She paid special attention to Mikes long shaft sliding out to the tip before plunging all the way back in to my mouth. I let this go on for a few more minutes before letting Mike’s cock fall from my mouth. I had Jim pull out as well.
I walked over to Grace. “How do you like your surprise?” I asked. She said, “That was the hottest thing I have ever seen. I had a small orgasm immediately after walking in here and realizing what was going on. Here, feel what it did to me.” She placed my hand on her pussy. It was soaked and she had juices running down her leg. I said, “Well now it’s time for you to have a few more, only bigger. Just think, 3 cocks to make you scream.” With that I kissed her hard on the mouth and led her to the bed where Jim and Mike were stroking each others cock.
She got on the bed and all three of us started to fondle, kiss and caress all parts of her body. Soon she lay down, spread her legs wide and said, “I need someone to lick my pussy now!” Jim dove right down and started licking her fast and furiously. Just the way she likes it when she is all worked up. Mike and I took turns kissing, sucking and licking the rest of her. She reached over and grabbed Mike’s cock and told him she needed to suck it. He was happy to oblige. He moved up and placed it in her mouth. She started slow but encouraged him to put more in her mouth until she had all she could handle in that position. I moved down to Jim and had him roll on to his side a little so I could get to his cock.
We continued this was for a short time until Grace had another orgasm. I released Jim’s cock and he moved right up and placed it at the entrance to my wife’s pussy. I nodded to him to go ahead and he buried it to the hilt in one thrust. Grace let out a loud moan of approval. Jim started to pump in to her. Alternating strokes between hard and fast and long and slow. Soon Grace’s breathing was getting faster. She was grinding her pussy in to Jim’s pubic bone working up another good orgasm. She let Mikes cock out of her mouth and started telling Jim to fuck her harder. “Yeah fuck me harder. Just like that. Oh yeah. I’m going to cum. I’m going to cum. Oh gooooood I’m cumming” she was saying. That was too much for Jim and he said he was going to cum too. I moved my face down to the top of my wife’s pussy and told Jim to cum in my mouth. He pulled out of Grace and stuck his cock in my mouth just as it erupted. Soon my mouth was filled with his hot jizz. I savored the flavor before swallowing the entire load. I continued to suck him until he pulled free from my mouth.
I rolled over on to my back and Grace climbed on top in a 69 position. She took my cock in her mouth as she lowered her pussy to mine. Her pussy was open and swollen from just getting fucked hard by Jim. I stopped licking her long enough to tell Mike to get behind her and go doggy style. He moved up behind her and placed his cock at the entrance and started feed in his cock. I had the perfect view. It was very hot to watch his cock slide in and out of her pussy only inches above my face. Soon I resumed licking Grace’s clit. Every few licks I would lick around where cock met pussy or lick and suck Mike’s balls. Now and then he would pull out of her pussy and put his cock in my mouth, pump a few times and go back to her pussy. This went on for quite a while until Grace started grinding her clit in to my mouth and shoving back to meet Mike’s thrust. I could tell she was working up another big orgasm. Mike just started slamming in to her hard and with almost no warning, she came hard. Her juices gushed out of her pussy and covered Mike’s cock and balls as well as my face. This was all it took for him and he pulled out of her pussy and aimed his cock at my mouth. The first spurt hit my chin before I could seal my lips around his cock head. He came a huge amount. Again I savored the flavor before swallowing the load.
Grace started to suck my cock as soon as Mike pulled out of her pussy. She was sucking hard. She paused briefly to wet a couple of her fingers before shoving them up my ass. It didn’t take long after she did that for me to cum in her mouth. It felt like I came forever. When I was done she spun around and did something she doesn’t do often enough. She kissed me hard on the mouth and let my load slip from her mouth in to mine. I swallowed all of that as well.
We all lay on the bed resting. Each of us lost in our thoughts. I looked over at the clock and saw it was only 10pm. I looked at the guys and asked, “What time do you guys have to be home tonight?” They both said that they really didn’t have to be. I looked at Grace and said, “Well, we don’t have to get the kids until mid afternoon tomorrow. Fell like going again after we get a little recovery time? We could play a game or something.” Her eyes lit up and she said, “You get the pad and pen, I’ll get the dice. Bring your dildos, my strap-on and the lube with you. Were going to make this game interesting.” Looks like this will be a long fun night.

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