Fantasy

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Fantasy

Winter in Minnesota

After waiting nearly a year for you to come to Minnesota during the winter, you finally arrived. I waited in the baggage claim area, while you made your way from the airplane. Once you found your way to get your luggage, I was there to great you with open arms and a big kiss. I was so happy that you where here that I found it hard to control my excitement. You were tired because of the long flight, but I found you as beautiful as if you had just prepared to go to a party.
We waited for your luggage and at last it was coming around on the carousel, I quickly grabbed it and off to my waiting car we headed. Seeing you and having you now in Minnesota with me brought a feeling of pure ecstasy. As we sat in the car, waiting for it warm up, I turned to you and placed a warm, gentle but passionate kiss on your trembling lips. You were a little cold due to the temperature, but after just a few moments of kissing, we both started to feel nice and toasty warm.
As I started to drive, you snuggled up close to me, and laid your head on my shoulder. You were very tired from your travels, and napped lightly while I drove to the house. Once we arrived you lifted your head up and were amazed that we had already home, not realizing that you had just slept for forty five minutes. I took your luggage from the trunk of the car and brought it and you inside. Once there, I saw that you were starting to shiver from the cold again. So I went and started a fire in the fireplace. As the fire grew larger it began to crackle, the glow inside the room turned it very romantic.
So I turned off the lights, placed you on a bearskin rug in front of the fire, wrapped a blanket around you and went to the kitchen to make us something warm to drink. When I returned I saw you there, with the glow of the fire as the only light, you were breath taking. I had never seen anyone look so beautiful in my entire life. As I approached, you turned and gave me an incredibly warm smile, and I could tell by this smile you were happy to be here with me. As we sat there and drank our Irish coffee, I couldn’t take my eyes off of you. Every word you said sounded like a song, every smile was as bright as a light house, and your eyes showed of fire, but not that of the fireplace.
By now you had become very warm, and with seeing you like this, I also became immune to the cold. I reached over and gently moved some hair from your gorgeous face, then leaned into you and gave you a very passionate kiss. We stopped only for a moment so I could move closer and sit right next to you on the soft bearskin rug. Once there, I tenderly laid you down and started kissing you again. I made my way from your lips, down to your neck and over to your ear lobe. The more we kissed, the warmer we became.
As I continued to kiss your neck, my hand made it to your shirt and started undoing the buttons that blocked my way from your succulent breasts. One by one I worked my way down until all of them were unbuttoned and I had nothing blocking me from touching your mountains of soft, warm, luscious breasts. While my hands rubbed, squeezed, pinched and twisted, my lips returned to your trembling lips. But now your lips weren’t trembling from the cold, but rather from the excitement of the moment.
As our lips pressed together and our tongues probed each other’s mouth, our bodies became more entangled. The scent of your perfume was driving me mad, to the point I was no longer able to control my actions. While we continued to kiss, my hand had now made its way down and was starting down inside your pants. When it finally reach your pussy, I found it so warm and wet that simply by me touching it, you exploded with an climax like you have never felt before.
When you were finally able to regain your control, your hand swiftly went to releasing my swollen tail from my pants. When it came out of my pants, your eyes became transfixed on it until you had enough and placed your mouth over tip. As I watched anxiously waiting for you to take it all into your mouth, you just stopped and looked up into my eyes. With desire in your eyes, you slid as much of my tail as you could fit into your mouth. The feeling was so incredible; your mouth was warm and wet, just as your pussy.
As your mouth slid up and down on it, my hips began to pump in rhythm with your movements. Both my hand went to the top of your head and grabbed your hair to hang onto. I used your hair to pull you deeper onto my continuingly growing tail. You were making me feel incredible, that now I wanted to make you feel as good as you were making me feel. So I tenderly pulled your head up and guided it all the way until it was lying on the bearskin rug.
With the heat and glow from the fireplace, I kissed my way down your body until I was sandwiched between your legs. As my tongue began to probe in your pussy and your body began to tremble, my hands once again began massaging your breasts. You tasted so amazing my tongue and lips could not get enough of your sweet pussy. As your excitement continued to build, I started to lick, probe and kiss even more. Your hands grabbed on tightly to the fur of the rug as you exploded again with a miraculous orgasm.
As you started to relax, I guided myself up until I was staring directly into your eyes. With desire in both of our eyes, I gently placed the end of my tail at the opening of your pussy but waited a few moments before I allowed it to enter deep into your waiting pussy. As you waited with great anticipation, I slowly eased it into you, little by little until it was all buried deep inside of you. I could hear by your low moans that you were enjoying this very much.
I started to slowly pump it in and out, going deeper and deeper and harder with each thrust of my hips. This continued until with the fear that I would orgasm soon, I pulled out and lay down beside you and had you now climb up on top of me. But first to my amazement, you quickly and willfully placed your mouth once again on my tail and started licking every part of it. Once all of your juices were cleaned off, you finally guided it back into your pussy.
As you sat over me, with my tail deep inside your pussy, you started rocking your hips back and forth, giving both of us immense pleasure. I reached up and started pinching and twisting your nipples again. All at once you fell forward almost exhausted from pure pleasure, when you were close enough I took one of your nipples into my mouth and started sucking and licking it. Your body terrible as you climaxed hard once again.
With watching you work your magic on me with only the light of the fireplace flickering away, I decided to place you back on the rug. Once I had you right where I wanted you, I ascended back on top of your incredible body, placed my tail back deep into you, had you squeeze your legs together as I started to pump it with great force deep into you, again and again. After what seemed only a few seconds, my orgasm began to build, and when I knew I was going to explode, I pulled it out and allowed it to spray cum all over your body.
After I finished, I found that it had truly exploded everywhere. It was in your hair, on your face and completely covered your chest. Now after an hour or more of making love, I snuggled up next to you, covered both of us with the blanket and laid there staring into your eyes, but before we fell into a deep sleep, I whispered “Welcome to Minnesota amore mio,” and the fire continued to crackle away.

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Fantasy

Her – A Beginning Part 2

It was a few days later when she caught up with me, wanting to remind me of my place. As I walked the corridors from a good meal back to my room and my hand swung behind me, I felt a hand take hold of my wrist. Before I could turn, it was twisted and yanked sharply up as I felt lips brush the edge of my ear.
“I told you that you’d know when your services were required…”
I tried to sink to my knees as she just laughed.
“How’s that going to help unless you want to show your devotion and servitude to anyone who walks past?”
As the furious blush rose to my cheeks, I slowly found my feet again, standing.
“To my room. Now.”
“Yes ma’am.”
She let go of my wrist to let me walk freely, though I was careful not to walk to quickly, nor to have her walking up my heels. When we reached her door, I stood to the side, head bowed as she opened it.
“In. And strip.”
As I walked in, it seemed different. Less lit than a few nights before, with candles by her bedside and some near the cabinet I’d never looked in. The one that signalled something was changing, and I doubted I knew even half of what was in there beside the whips, canes and restraints she so loved to use on me. As I stripped, she delivered me a promise.
“I have something special for you tonight that’ll make sure you listen carefully to me and comply. Not that I except you to disobey me anyway…”
Her tone warned me not to, not that she needed to remind me. As she approached, beckoning for me to turn to face her, she quickly slipped something over my still soft dick, and I felt a cold metal ring slide lock into place behind my balls.
“Ma’am?”
She quickly slapped me.
“You know how you should ask. I’ve been generous with you so far, but it’s time to learn.”
“Ma’am, may I ask you something?”
“Much better. Yes, you may.”
“What have you done to me?”
“Something that will make sure you focus on me and my pleasure tonight. I assume you know about chastity belts and how they work?”
I nodded that I did, dawning comprehension of what was happening.
“You’re wearing the male equivalent. If I’m not pleased by the time I send you away, it will still let you pee, but not to touch yourself. You heard it lock in place, and I have the key right here…”
She held it before my eyes, the short metal chain fitting snugly around her wrist.
“Your freedom’s in your own grasp. But for now, I’ll be content to tease you…Follow me, pet.”
She walked to the cabinet as I followed on hands and knees, keeping my eye line on the ground just behind her heels. I heard the jangle and soft clink of metal brushing and hitting other metal and even the soft crack of flexing leather, with a few items being set on a nearby table. She closed the cabinet, sliding the padlock back through it’s fastening, but leaving it unlocked.
“Look at the table, my little slut.”
I paused, taking a breath before raising my head and gasping, becoming nervous. Lying there for me to see was a corset that would hide nothing, a set of handcuffs, an unmarked bottle and several dildos of varying length and width that I hoped weren’t going anywhere near my ass given how tight just one of her fingers was.
“I know that I enjoy being close to me.”
She remarked as she leaned down with the handcuffs, snapping one half onto my wrist and the other to her ankle before she turned back to the table.
“And I know you’ll enjoy seeing me in this…Tie it up for me.”
She held out the corset as I felt my cock start to swell, pressing against the tight rings that held it firmly within her control.
“But ma’am, my hand’s tied to your ankle.”
“I’m not after excuses. I told you to do it.”
Her voice held that warning tone again and I leaned up as best I could, thankful her corset laced down her back as I tried to tie it tight with one hand and my teeth. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t fasten it into a neat bow, so I had little choice.
“Please ma’am, would you raise your ankle so I can finish your task?”
She turned to look at me with a glare before raising her ankle, clearly displeased as I finished the bow. In my haste to return to my hands and knees behind her, one hand brushed one of the cheeks of her rear and for a few, eternal seconds, I screwed my eyes shut, hoping she didn’t notice or knew it was an accident. When I opened my eyes and dared to look up, she turned to face me with a disarming smile. As I breathed my silent sigh of relief, she reached down to stroke my hair almost affectionately before grabbing it and yanking hard, dragging me to an awkward half-stand as I tried to keep the handcuff from scraping her ankle as she reached to the table before manhandling me towards the bed and bending me over it, tossing what must’ve been the longest thickest dildo in front of my face, whispering dangerously into my ear.
“You arrogant little slut! I bring you here to repay me for being generous and kind to you by giving you some relief after pleasuring myself! And you dare to touch me like that!? Look in front of you at what I’ve put there.”
I had little choice but to obey, with it resting inches from my nose.
“You have no idea how tempted I am to turn nasty and just to fuck you mercilessly with it and to let people five rooms down hear you cry out. And if they do and decide to investigate, I assure you it wouldn’t make it any better for you…”
I couldn’t help but whimper at the threat, knowing full well that she might.
“I was going to tease myself before getting you to finish the job and keep pleasuring me for a while, but now you will definitely be spending time on your hands and knees in front of me, praying that I’m in a better mood when you do. And why? Because you’re mine, to do with as I please.”
By now pain was shooting through me from having to hold my hand out to avoid scraping at her ankle, being pressed so firmly against her bed with an erection that definitely wasn’t helped by being forced to press and swell painfully against it’s prison.
“Please, ma’am, may I be free of my device for a moment?”
She yanked my hair back sharply, adding to my pain, to whisper in that tone again to me.
“You dare to ask me a favour right now? No. And I don’t want to hear you speak without my permission.”
She let go of my hair and walked back over to the desk, as I tried to keep up on my hands and knees before she took the bottle and remaining dildos over to the bed, placing them on the bedside cabinet.
She paused in thought for a few moments before rearranging the pillows and seemingly deliberately picking a dildo nearly identical to my own equipment in it’s size before sitting back on the edge of the bed, supported by the pillows to look down on me, ankles on the edge of the bed, exposing everything to me. She watched me with a smirk, reaching up with one hand to play with her breast as she slowly started to tease herself.
“Wishing this was you? You teasing me with all your skill before taking me?”
“Yes ma’am.” I whispered my reply, barely able to sit still. She looked delighted as she pressed her dominance.
“It’s a shame then isn’t it? Because you’ll never have me. You’ll never be strong enough to take a fighter like me beneath you and make them submit to you. You will always be the bitch who’s called for when someone strong is bored, won’t you?”
“Yes ma’am.” I bowed my eyes in shame, beginning to blush.
“Eyes on me!” They snapped straight back to her teasing herself.
“Yes ma’am. Sorry ma’am.”
“Good boy.”
She started to push the dildo into herself, groaning as she stimulated herself before my eyes, hers closing for a moment before opening, her eyes grinning at me.
“Use your tongue where it won’t get in the way.”
She watched as I didn’t move for a moment, enjoying watching me try to work out what she meant before I blushed once more, leaning in to lick at her musky, puckered hole. As my tongue lapped at her and my eyes rose to meet hers, I heard her moan her approval. I found the smell strong, but not unpleasant, even enjoying the taste as I began to lick at her ring more eagerly, stopping to curl it up and awaiting a sign from her. She stopped pleasing herself to give me a warning glare before smirking and nodding to me, waiting for me to begin before she returned to fucking herself slowly with the cock I so badly wished was mine. I started to push my tongue into her, finding the taste sharper, but still not unpleasant, though not as good as my eyes pleaded with her for freedom from the pain and torture of the constant reminder that I was hers, and that I could do nothing to please myself without her approval.
Still smirked, she continued to please herself, quickly approaching her orgasm. As she came, she shook violently, her ring constricting around my tongue as I found out that she could ejaculate. Her clear cum surprised me as it squirted over my face, leaving me feeling that little bit more humiliated as I realised she’d never allow me to clean up before leaving, let alone wash her precious cum off of my face. She smiled in delight as my tongue slid out of her and she withdrew the dildo, sitting forwards and letting her legs drop before speaking to me.
“You know what’s next, my little bitch.”
I nodded before leaning forward, mouth open wide as she slowly pushed the dildo into it. She watched me savour her scent and juice, taking more of it into my mouth to clean it as best as I could, stopped only by the risk of gagging on it.
“I’m disappointed. Only half clean…And now’s where you find out what mood I’m in now.”
I prayed silently it was a good one as I followed her back to the cabinet, just as she’d promised I would before back to the bed.
“Close your eyes.”
I did, waiting blind on my hands and knees as I heard something indistinct that I couldn’t pick out before she raised my chin up.
“And open.”
As I did, my eyes widened as I saw that same dildo in front of me, one of her hands stroking it as the other reached down to stroke my cheek.
“Now, I think you’re going to do your best, since if I’m not satisfied with your performance, it’s all the lubricant you’ll get…”
I immediately began to move to it, lips sliding around it as I tried to make it look pleasurable and sexy. She moaned encouragement to me, telling me how much she loved seeing me suck it. Not wanting to risk her mood changing, I pressed against it further, breathing slowly and quickly teaching myself how to take it past the back of my throat as she hissed her joy.
“You really are a bitch, aren’t you? Well don’t worry, I’ll make you mine yet.”
She pulled the dildo from my mouth, reaching for the bottle and lubricating the dildo before carefully stepping behind me, conscious of the chain keeping us together.
“I wish I could feel this, and get an idea if anyone else has taken you like this…But don’t worry my little slut, if you don’t know already, the key is to relax.”
She gave me a few seconds to relax before starting to push it into me. I bit my lip, gasping as it quickly filled me up and stretched me far more than her finger ever had.
“Oooh, a virgin? Don’t worry, you’ll quickly love it and be able to be the bitch that you love being…”
I felt her hips against me and breathed a sigh of relief after the initial pain of my cock twitching again in it’s prison, reminding me that she might let me free for this. She slowly started to slide in and out of me, bringing intense pleasure and pain to me with every movement, thankful I was relaxing as much as I could. After a few moments, I started to move in time with her, hearing her chuckle.
“I told you.”
My eyes closed as I started to fuck myself harder on her cock, glad it wasn’t any bigger and loving every time she called me a slut or her bitch. After a few moments, she faked an orgasm and slowly withdrew from me, teasing my imprisoned manhood with a finger before standing in front of me, moving two candle to the edge of the bedside cabinet, taking off the keys and holding them above the melting wax.
“Now, pet. You get to choose. You can either be free of being chained to me until I decide you should be freed. And bear in mind, no one will think less of me for having my slave follow me, far from it. Or, you can be free of your prison right now. You have thirty seconds or they both go in the wax until I decide on another candlelit evening.”
My eyes widened as I realised what she was doing. What she knew I’d have to do to avoid the public humiliation. But was it worth it? She might keep me imprisoned for weeks, knowing I wouldn’t be able to touch myself without begging her…
“Choose pet.”
“I….the handcuffs.”
I replied with a sinking heart, her smirk telling me she knew I’d make that choice as she dropped the other key into the wax and snuffling out the candle, she freed us, leaving me to return to my own bed, a throbbing erection I could do nothing about with the smell of her cum drying on my face driving me wild and the memory of what she’d just done to me…It was going to be a long however long she chose.

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Fantasy

Vile – Chapter 5 – Deception

As rapture embraces us we begin to lose ourselves, the madness of sin invigorating our souls in bliss and granting us strength. Only those who are virtuous may see dark truths in this chaos, and those who revel in depravity bind the weak through a masterful crafting of desire.

Fantasy

The fantasy begins ep.1

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*FIRST PART*
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How did I get in a situation like this? Everything is so blurred… Last thing I remember was sitting in some bar… a girl came up and offered me a drink, she was pretty; dressed in a long, black, thin dress. She was lean too, about 5’2″ with an amazing set of curves, how could I say no? Her nipples protruded clearly from the thin black fabric, she obviously wasn’t wearing a bra and whilst she turned to get my drink from the bar I saw she had one of the most amazing asses I’d ever seen, it was rounded but well toned and through the material I could make out the slightest outline of a sexy thong. I instantly had a hard on and when she came back from the bar she glanced across at me, her sight bowed and I swear she was staring straight at my crotch. She smiled slyly as she brought the drinks. After that I remember having a polite conversation to her, we chatted and chatted through the night, in the end we drank more and more.
It turned out that her name was Sarah, she didn’t work but was looking for a job some place downtown. She had a beautiful smile and endlessly deep blue eyes, shoulder length hair which shimmered in the light. Her cheery disposition led me in and I found out that her husband had died recently, she seemed a little upset so I comforted her and it seemed as if we’d known each other for years.
Occasionally, she would lean over to fumble about in her handbag for something, giving me a great view of her breasts over the “v” of her dress which was very low cut. I had a definite feeling she was doing this on purpose, my crotch was aching now, after being turned on for such a long time. Luckily a table shaded it from view but I had a funny feeling that whilst looking in her handbag she glanced up at the tent I was making. However she didn’t seem to notice and we both carried on drinking.
My last memories were of her going to the bar and fetching another drink, this time however she took longer than usual and I saw her take something out of a little bag and she put it in the glass. I was far too happy to care and when she came back I slogged it back quickly. A couple of minutes after that everything blurred and I forgot what was happening.
I woke up, my brain was screaming in agony, as I opened my eyes and the room came into focus I saw I was in a dimly lit room. A little while later Sarah’s face was in front of mine. “Sarah?” I stuttered, she didn’t reply. I was tied down in a chair, my hands behind my back. I couldn’t tell what time of day it was as there were no windows. I looked around, my neck was stiff and to my surprise I found that I was sitting in a row of men, about 2 others in all, all to the left of me. All of them in the same predicament as me, all sat in chairs, bound but awake.
“Ah, you’re all up now,” said Sarah. She stood up and I noticed she was actually naked, instantly I felt more awake and my cock came to life, fully erect. She was even more beautiful that I’d expected. She had a perfectly flat tummy with a diamond stud in the middle, a perfect set of breasts that stood out with a pair of cute little nipples that were protruding in the cold air. She looked like she was enjoying herself with all these men as her audience, I had no idea where the other guys had came from, but they were all entranced like me… slightly apprehensions as the flitted around playing with out hair and breathing in our ears.
There was a small briefcase in the middle of the room and after a few minutes of torturous watching, she went to pick in up. She crouched down with her ass facing towards us, it was amazing. She was clean shaven of course, apart from a small strip of hair above her slit which was very hot. She opened the briefcase, taking out what appeared to be a syringe. She then proceeded to the man on the far left.
At first she slid her hand down his shirt, rubbing his chest slowly. Then suddenly, the man’s expression changed to a wince and he shrieked as she pinched his nipple. She looked at him, as if trying to figure him out. She then pulled down his trousers and boxers to expose his cock. She looked at it with disgust, “This is tiny….” She ran her tongue up the rod and he appeared to be liking it. “You enjoying that baby?” She asked. The man nodded nervously. “This wont do,” she said sadly. “You’re far too small, and I don’t like your taste.”
With that, she carelessly bit into his meat allowing a little blood to trickle slowly out of it. “Oops, she giggled, “let me kiss it better.” Her perfectly white teeth were now covered in his blood and she licked a little bit of it up. The man shuddered in pain but said nothing. She then took her head away from his cock and came up to kiss him, her mouth still full of his blood. She forced him to keep his head facing her and tongued him deeply, forcing him to take some of the blood in his mouth. Afterwards she looked at him. “Swallow it baby.” She said quietly. The man didn’t know what to do and shook his head slowly. He dared not spit it out. “Fine.” She whispered, slowly taking her hand and pinching his nose so that he couldn’t breath.
He held his breath for a while before shaking a little and after about a minute, swallowed. “Good boy,” She said softly and let go of his nose.
She sat on his lap, squashing his bleeding cock against his stomach, not letting him enter her. “You’re a disgrace” She said. With that she reached down to the syringe and picked it up off the floor. She attached a new needle and lifted it towards his neck. She pressed her head against his head and whispered “I hope you enjoyed that babe, you don’t deserve it though” She then pressed the needle through his skin in his artery and he shuddered as she injected him with the substance.
He shaked and jerked for a moment before becoming limp and lifeless.
“Right, next…” She said, as she slid off the first man’s leg. She slowly moved around the room. “But who next?” She pondered to herself. She stopped in front of the guy to the left of me. “So, is your cock any bigger?” She asked him. He nodded, not knowing what to say. “I’d hate you to be lying” She said wryly as she sat on his lap too gently sliding back and forth on his legs. I could hear that she was really grinding him hard, as his leg became covered in her wetness. She inhaled deeply when she got to his crotch. She placed her hands around his bulge and squeezed gently. He smiled, only to find she was not smiling. Sarah pulled down his trousers with an deflated look on her face, his cock wasn’t bigger at all. “”I hate liars,” She said.
She then, with her nails pinched his ball sack, pulling at it, gently at first, getting harder. The man let out a sob. She slid her other hand between his legs and played around between his crack whilst she fondled his cock. “I won’t let a liar cum,” She said as she forcefully pulled his foreskin down. She did it again and I could hear a sickening sound of tearing, “Does that feel good baby? Does that feel fucking good?” The man stuttered “Y-you’re pulling too h-hard.” The man muttered, he was now sweating, unable to stop her as she pulled his foreskin up and down with increasing ferocity.
“Oh I’m sorry babe,” She said, grinning broadly, she gave an extra hard pull up and let her nails slice his skin slightly, the man grunted. She’d had enough, she took out the syringe and without any hesitation plunged it into his cock and unloaded the liquid into him. He writhed slowly, stuttering “No,.. please no” Softly. She smiled at him. “Not worth my time”
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*SECOND PART*
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She then turned to me, “Last man standing huh?” I managed to make a smile. “Don’t worry baby, I’ll play nicely” She said.
She leaned over behind me, breathing in my ear, nibbling it softly. “Don’t disappoint me” She whispered. My crotch was aching so badly, I desperately wanted her to undo my trousers. She could obviously tell what I was thinking and she kneeled in front of me. I looked down again at those great tits as she delicately undid the zip on my trousers and undid my boxers in such a slow motion.
My dick flopped into full sight now and she gasped, “That’s more like it” She said hungrily. I was relieved. I didn’t think I had a huge cock, around eight inches, but I suppose it had a nice width and Sarah seemed to like it. Before I new it, she took my meat in her hand, smearing my precum up and down my rod. She then sped up the pace, I could hardly bare it, I wanted to cum right then. “Don’t cum unless I tell you to though,” she said slyly. I’d seen what she’d don’t to the other men so I gladly obliged, trying my hardest not to cum.
She then started licking the head of my cock, it felt like it was burning and I wanted to cum even more. She smiled, taking the whole lot in her mouth as she went right down on me, deepthroating me expertly. I felt the back of her throat touch the head of my cock and it felt electric. Then she started bobbing her head up and down and stared up at me with those big brown eyes, managing not to gag well. She slowly sped up and how I didn’t cum I will never know, but after a while she could sense I was going to explode and so took my cock out of her mouth.
She kept rubbing it for a while, it was still slippery from her saliva which was warm and now mixed with my precum. She slurped hungrily at the mixture and then came up to kiss me. We shared a long passionate kiss, and I could taste my own cum as our tongues wrestled together. It wasn’t too bad, and I could tell it was turning her on badly, she was shivering and her nipples were like rock against my chest. After we separated a long trail of saliva and sperm dribbled down her cheek and she wiped it off giggling quietly.
She then stood up, straddling me. Lowering herself onto my lap, I felt her soft, silky vagina touch against my cock and I shuddered in ecstasy. She kept lowering herself and I gasped as she allowed my dick to penetrate her tight pussy. She gasped too and we both looked into each other’s eyes. It seemed to take an eternity for her to take the whole of my dick and I could tell I was stretching her tight hole a lot. She winced at the feeling, but after a while started to enjoy it.
It was torture having my hands behind my back, she slid back and forth on my cock, building up speed. She grabbed my hair and kissed me passionately. I could feel her pussy contracting, pulsing slowly and I wanted to fuck her so hard. I could hear her juices and they ran down my leg. She bounced up and down for a while with the wet slap of skin against my balls and I could tell she was enjoying it. She kept breathing in short gasps moaning “yeah yeah yeah,, ahh ohh yeah”
She stopped abruptly and raised herself off of my rod. She then placed her foot onto the back of the chair that i was sitting on so that her pussy was only a few inches away from my face. “Lick me out baby, get all my juices, I feel dirty,” she gave me such a dirty look, I couldn’t resist. I started to move my tongue along her mound, teasing her, making circles around her clit. She pulled my face into her pussy, I couldn’t breath, “put your tongue in my baby, make me orgasm!” I slid my tongue in between her slit and started licking franticly as hard as I could, humming in order to cause a little vibration. I could taste her juices, they were flowing freely down my chin and onto my face. She tasted so sweet and the musty smell turned me on so much.
With one hand she pumped hard at my cock, groaning at the same time. I kept licking harder until all of a sudden she exploded into orgasm, screaming “fuck my little pussy, lick it good baby… fuck yeah” I had no idea what was going to happen but without any warning she squirted everywhere, her hot lady juice squirted into my mouth and by the time she had settled down I was drenched.
She put her leg down off the chair breathing heavily, crouching on the floor, regaining her breath. “Fuck, that was amazing!” She panted. But she wasn’t done yet, after a minute or two she got back off the floor and onto my lap again, kissing me hard, pushing my head back, licking around my mouth tasting her own goo.
My cock was still aching and I wanted to cum so much by now, It was pure agony to see this little vixen working herself up to her climax. She breathed heavily as she fiddled with the ties that bound my hands, I felt them come lose. “Show me what you can do baby” She said sexily.
I looked down at her, she had already spread her legs and was on her back in the middle of the room. My rod led me and I impaled her with no time to lose. She dug her nails into my back and I broke into her sweet pussy, pushing back and forth. Again I could hear the sloshing of our juices mixing and I thrusted harder and faster. Soon I couldn’t take anymore, my balls contracted and I was about to cum everywhere. “Go on baby, fill me right up, you can cum now!” she screamed. I didn’t need any more encouragement and before long I thrust to the hilt and exploded deep within her sweet folds.
She shuddered and her pussy contracted around my dick, it squeezed so hard and her back buckled and she thrusted too, meeting every stroke. I kept squirting and squirting, I thought it was never stop, Sarah’s breathing became horse and she squealed loudly.
I looked down at her slit and saw my cum leaking out of her, she put her hand down there and scooped some up before sucking it off her fingers. I retracted my cock and we sat kissing on the floor both panting. I couldn’t believe what had just happened. She looked pleased and whilst I lay on the floor, tired and used she got up and got the syringe again.
“You passed baby, you’ve been a good boy, but I’m afraid I still have something a bit special for later. You and the others still need to be rewarded.” As I looked around she sat on my stomach and before I could say anything she had the needle in my arm pushing the drug into me. She pushed my head down to the ground and the world again turned into a blur all I could see was her smile, she gave my cock one last tug and whispered “Sorry babe, Good night.”
By Metalaxxe
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I hope you enjoyed this story, I have ideas for another episode already and it will go ahead if you liked this one! (Hopefully including some lesbians and the judgement of the same guys 😛 )

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Fantasy

Desert Motorcycle Part III

There’s a text message on your cell. You see it is from him. As you bring it up you are both eager and apprehensive. ‘God, what mood is he in now’? ‘What am I into with this man’?
It just says ‘call me’ and a phone number. You wait, trying to decide if you want to, can continue this relationship. Facing the truth, you like to be taken, used and treated the way he treats you. He is very attractive too. Hard, that intense look in his eyes. He treats you like he owns you, controls you and never lets you be tender or loving but always the center of the relationship is hard, rough, completely fulfilling sex. You go wet just thinking about that night just days ago in the motor home. He fucked you for what seemed like hours. He did send you home tired, full of cum and a little sore.
You punch in the number, a couple of rings and a very gruff voice answers, ‘1st Sargent Fowler’.
His voice sounds so mean. Like he hates you for calling.
‘May I speak to Major McFarland please’?
‘Finley, is the Major in his office’? You hear a muffled reply then, ‘So the motherfucker has a girlfriend’! ‘She must be really hard up to go out with that bastard’.
‘He left this if a broad called for him 1st Sargent’. A pause.
‘He is not here but he left you a message’.
Meekly, ‘yes, what is it’?
‘You are to be at 12447 Longstreet, storage unit 148 at 8:00pm tomorrow night’. ‘Going out on the town’. ‘That’s all it says’. ‘Got that’?
‘Yes, I have it and tha….’
He just hangs up on you.
‘Wow’! ‘A real date’! What should I wear’?
You spend an extra hour shopping during lunch the next day. You wonder where I will take you. The evening will end up in bed you are sure or will I take you in the car just like that first time in the desert. Thinking, ‘I best wear a skirt’. You go wet just thinking about how I held you down on the hood of your car and used you so hard. How I stretched you violently and how it felt when I filled you with warm zizz.
You time your arrival as close to 8 as possible. Pulling into the RV storage yard and driving along till you see the space, big rolling door up. Yes. There it is.
You park, walk slowly inside. There are the two dirt bikes on their trailer. Another big street motorcycle is parked just outside too.
The door is open. ‘Dale’. ‘Are you in there’?
I come to the doorway, help you up the steps. You look to die for. Your hair up, beautiful low cut blouse, skin tight skirt, pretty strapped high heel shoes without pantie hose.
You are shocked. I have on a black leather motorcycle jacket, no shirt, black leather pants that button like a sailor’s pants, big black boots.
‘You look good cunt now strip’. My eyes hard and demanding you obey me.
‘But I thought we were going out Dale’.
Stepping closer, menacingly, ‘We are but not with you dressed like that now strip completely’. ‘Don’t turn away or look down’. Take your blouse off first then your skirt, bra and panties, shoes last’.
You undo your blouse in back, it messes your hair a little as you pull it over your head and lay it on the dinning table. Thinking, ‘is he going to fuck me now and then take me out’?
I watch you. You look incredible. You are of what men’s dreams are made. You look me in the eyes as you take off your skirt, your bra and the exquisite black lacy panties. Standing naked before me with only your shoes on. Your chest heaving a little, nipples perky and just begging to be kissed and sucked.
I turn, pick up the pair of black fishnet crotchless pantie hose I bought, toss them to you. ‘Sit down and put these on’.
Once you squeeze into them I toss you the black leather halter vest. You look at it then slip it on. It has only one steel button in front. You feel like your breasts could pop out of it any moment as it cups and pushes you up high.
Now a black leather mini mini. Skin tight, barely long enough to keep your pussy from being seen when you are standing and hiking up to show you clearly when you sit.
Last I give you a pair of black high calf boots. You slip them on.
‘Stand up and turn around’. ‘Yeah, you will do nicely now’. ‘Come on’.
I step out of the motor home, help you down and close and lock the door. No need to lock up anymore as the yard has security.
Walking you to the big black Triumph Rocket III I get on, hit the starter and it whines to life.
Helping you get on behind me I know you will stay tight against my back as your pussy is in full view of all unless you do.
I hand you a pair of dark sunglasses, tell you to keep a tight grip on me and we roll out of the yard, turn right on Longstreet and like a bullet shot out of a gun accelerate down the street. So fast you cannot help but gasp and scream as the front wheel lifts off the pavement we accelerate so fast.
Another turn and we rocket up the freeway on ramp. You feel the warm air blowing onto and a little into your slightly damp pussy lips. You decide this is kind of fun. An adventure. You have no idea what I intend to do but decide you are game. The outfit is not you but it is kind of fun too. You just hope your tits don’t pop out and expose you to the world. The wind is destroying your hair that you spent almost an hour getting just right.
Out the freeway, across the county line and then exiting into a very industrial looking area.
Down a street lined with tall, razor-wired, chain fences, large parking lots, gates and large flat looking buildings then suddenly turning into a gravel parking lot by a seedy looking metal building with a big neon sign flashing XXXX on its roof.
‘Oh my god’, you think! ‘Its a porn theater’.
I help you off, get a good look at your pussy before you get the skirt down. ‘Fix your fucking hair cunt’. ‘You look like a rag mope’.
I watch as you do your best to untangle it, get it at least presentable. You left your handbag in the motor home so no comb, no makeup. I came prepared, a piece of long red hair ribbon in my jacket pocket knowing you would need it.
Handing it to you, waiting while you use the mirrors to get your hair and makeup fixed as best you can. Thinking I am getting out of character a little but God, she is so beautiful!
‘Keep the sunglasses on unless you want to be recognized by someone on the street someday’. ‘You look like a bimbo that just got out of bed’.
If you fail my tests I may well just leave you here to get fucked by every man that wants you but if you pass then I will not have your identity exposed one bit.
You look like a dream walking. Yes, just the the very thing that a man’s dreams are made of with a leather trim.
Trying not look so frightened you let me lead you to the door. Pay the sullen looking old hag for entry and step inside.
It is kind of dark, smells funny. There are two doorways. I shove you toward the one on the left. Make you push the door open.
Thinking to myself, ‘the test begins’. ‘I hope she passes’.
Stepping inside the room, there is a large white but stained sheet hanging from the ceiling, a woman sitting on the floor by the sheet.
She is not completely unattractive. A washed out blond about 25 wearing blue jeans and a halter top. She looks up at us. Not surprised that she will have an audience at all.
There is movement behind the sheet, ‘you guys about ready’? ‘I am going to take both of your bets’.
The woman looks us up and down. You can tell she likes what she sees in you. Thinking, ‘dream on cunt’. ‘No way are you going to touch this and give it some unknown version of Herpes or worst’.
She likely dances at some seedy strip club. Blows guys for a hundred bucks a throw in their cheesy VIP room while her old man cooks crank or worst.
The woman puts on a blindfold. One of those black things some people sleep with or wear on long plane flights.
A thick hard cock pokes through one of the holes in the sheet followed by two more.
I can feel you go tense against me. Whispering in your right ear, ‘do you like those slut’? ‘Would you like a taste of them’? You don’t answer but I can feel you tremble. You are realizing this is some kind of sex game and the woman is a big part of it.
The woman feels around, finds the cock on her left. She feels of it making the guy behind it gasp. She pumps it a little then lets it go to move on to the next one to repeat the first touching, first testing. ‘She has done it before’, I whisper. ‘She is searching for her man’s dick’. You nod understanding.
I move my right hand down, slip it under the hem of your mini and push my fingers in till I can cup your pussy as she lets go of the last cock.
She sits for a moment, uses both hands to feel of those dicks again and then makes her selection. All the men behind the sheet are moaning and grunting as she touches each one.
She leans forward, holding the man on the left and kisses his knob. He visibly jerks behind the sheet. He is the chosen one. She reaches over and feels her way to the one on the far right and wraps her small hand around its shaft.
She now begins to suck the one in her mouth and pump the first runner up.
My fingers get to work on your slit and clit at almost the same time. As she pumps and sucks I have you shaking and moaning, legs spread slightly with my hot lips on your neck and my fingers doing a slow fuck in and out of your wet pussy. I have my cock pointed up in my pants. I lift your mini at the back to make sure you can feel it on the cheek of your ass.
The guy in the middle curses loudly, ‘shit fire, damn I need a blow job bad’! His cock goes back behind the sheet and you can tell he is beating his meat.
Whispering, ‘would you like to give him what he needs cunt’? You just moan softly, your eyes fixed on the action. I can feel your tension. You have to wonder. Do I want you to do it. Thinking, ‘God, no telling what kind of STD he might have’! ‘Jesus, do you get your dick sucked in this place’?
‘Hey man’! ‘Why don’t you ask my slut here if she wants to suck your cock’?
You gasp. ‘No no’, not that’. You are doing OK so far.
This talk has caused the woman to stop and listen. The guy she was sucking tells her, ‘get the fuck back to work bitch’! ‘I was about to cum’!
She kind of smiles, squeezes him with her left hand then knowing who he is now, gives the cock in her right hand a good hard lick then literally sucks the cum out of it. The guy is cool, other than thrusting his dick out a little more does not let her man behind the sheet know he is getting a bonus.
She lets some of the cum ooze out on her lips then goes back to sucking the left dick. The one she is now sure she was supposed to select since it is her man’s dick.
Keeping a grip on the right now softening cock she takes her time. The bet is won, the game over but for helping him deliver his load into your mouth.
I continue to finger fuck you pussy but slower now. Cannot have you cumming too soon. Still you feel so good, so hot and sopping wet I cannot resist kissing and nibbling on your neck which makes you press harder and try to get more of my fingers inside you.
Right hole dick now soft the woman moves her right hand to inside her jeans. We had not seen before but she has them undone and open enough to get her hand inside. She goes to work on her pussy hard and fast. She must be pretty hot now and needs a good cum.
Mr. in the middle is ready. His cock pokes out and grunting, thrusting, unloads on the girls right shoulder. Cum oozing down to make her right tit a little wet.
Her man lets out a loud gasp, lets go of every four letter word ever spoken as he spurts his load down her throat. She sucks him dry but in one last gesture of defiance spit part of his cum wad on the floor before picking up a tissue from the box nearby and wiping the big losers spunk off her shoulder and breast.
The men come out after tucking their packages away.
A big hairy biker recognizes me says to another man. ‘Hey Frank’! ‘This is the guy I was telling you about’. ‘Say man’. ‘Where is that hot little blond that wanted to suck every cock in this joint’?
‘She’s back in her titty bar getting paid to do it’. ‘How do you like this one’?
The men look you up and down. If anything you are twice as hot looking as the strip bar bimbo is.
‘Give me ten minutes and I will play the game with you and her’. ‘I will put up my winnings from these losers on the chance of getting some of that cunt’s mouth’.
The other men are eager too. The wagers would be doubled if you have to choose from 4 cocks and I can feel you tremble. You might know my cock or you might not. I have only fucked you a couple of times so far. If you make the wrong move I have fucked you for the last time too.
You gasp almost sobbing, ‘No’, ‘no’ Dale’. ‘Don’t make me do it please’.
I pause for a moment as if considering it. ‘Thanks but no bet guys’. ‘She is a slut but only for one man at a time I guess’.
They look disappointed but don’t press it. Maybe the bulge in my jacket is a deterrent. That Makarov is small but still makes an impression.
I catch the look the girl gives the guy that got the bonus and he eats her up. Likely there may be some real trouble later if her man pisses her off again.
I pull you back, away from the entrance. Still holding you tightly against me.
Seeing there is not going to be any action with you the 3 men and the woman leave. I feel you kind of sag with relief. Too bad. You don’t get off the hook that easily.
‘Its my turn now’. ‘Go kneel down in front of the sheet slut’.
You stagger a little from the push I give you, look at me pleading, ‘no please, someone might come in’.
‘Shut the fuck up cunt and get on your knees’. I am already opening the leather pants, my hard cock out as I get behind the stained sheet.
I grit my teeth as I push my dick though the middle hole. ‘Suck it slut, suck it like that other cunt suck both those men’. ‘Make it cum and quick if you don’t want an audience’!
I feel you touch me. You fingers so gentle. Wrapping around me. Moving in half circles as I swell more.
Now the feel of your lips kissing me. I cannot help but groan in anticipation of the next thing you will do. I think I hear a faint whimper escape you as you start heading me. Sucking me hard and pumping me with your hand. It feels so good but I cannot help but hate what I am making you do. I would love you tenderly if I could.
‘God damn that’s good bitch’! Yes it is but what would you do if I fucked you right here, made you back up against this sheet, guide me then push to let me ram it deep inside your hot tight pussy? Might as well find out.
‘Get up’. ‘Turn around and bend’. ‘Stick me in your wet snatch’.
Another whimper then you stop sucking me. I hear you move and then feel you take me in your hand. Gasping as I feel your guide me to your entrance.
Oh shit! Your pussy swallows me. You are sopping. I can feel you tremble but you push as much as you can in rhythm with my thrusts.
Cum boiling I feel you start to grind on my shaft. Thinking please don’t let anyone come in now! Hearing you gasp, your ass raises and I blow up deep inside you. Cum feeling like it just gushes out of me into you deep.
More thrusts, getting me finished. Feeling you squeeze me on the out take.
Buttoning up. My dick sopping and nasty. Cum all over the leather.
Coming out you are leaning against the wall almost crying. I feel bad. Is this what you really want from me?
I hand you a handkerchief from my jacket pocket to dry yourself a little. Stay in character and just toss it on the floor when you offer it back to me.
I decide you have passed this test and it is time for the next one. Leading you back out into the foyer and then to the doorway to the actual movie theater part.

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Fantasy

My Brothers Best Friend, & I

It was a beautiful sunny day. My brother, and I we’re hanging out in his bedroom. We heard a knock at the door. I ran downstairs to answer it. When i opened the door, I saw my brothers best friend, Chris. He was the most gorgeous boy i had ever seen. He looked at me, and smiled. He said “Hey”. I looked deep into his amazing blue eyes, and began to studder. I finally managed to say “Hey, come on in”. I had had a crush on this boy, since the day I first saw him, 3 years ago, when I was 13. Chris, and my brother Bradly were the same age as me, 16. I didnt get to see Chris very often, as he and Bradly always went to his house. Chris and I went up stairs to Bradly’s room. I walked in, and Chris followed me. He shut the door as soon as we got in. We all sat, and talked for about two hours. I noticed Chris was constantly looking at me. He would hit me in the head, and tell me the monkeys were doing it. I was immune to his flirting, and thought he didnt like me. Chris was staying over that night. Around 9pm, we all went down stairs, ordered pizza, and put in a movie. I was sitting on the far left, Chris was in the middle, & Bradly was on the right. I got scared durring the movie and jumped. Before i knew it, I was in Chris’ arms. He was wispering in my ear, telling my things like “Its okay, its only a movie”, & “Dont be scared, im here to protect you”. I still completely ignored his flirtatious ways. He looked over, and saw Bradly was asleep. So he grabbed my arm, and stood up. I followed him into the kitchen. We sat down. He said to me,
“We need to talk”. I looked up at him, kind of confused. I placed his hand on mine, and leaned in close to me. He wispered, “I love you, forever and always”. My spine tingled. I was in shock, and just sat there. He wispered in my ear again, “May I kiss you?”. I nodded my head slowly. He placed one hand on my face, and tilted my head slightly. His other hand was now wrapped around my waist. I felt his soft lips press agaist mine. At first, i just sat there. But then i began to kiss him back. The kiss seemed to be lasting forever. I put my arms around my neck. My fingers ran through his soft hair. He finally moved his lips from mine, and began to kiss my neck. I moaned softly, and he must have heard me. He traced his kissed up to my ear, and began to nibble on my earlobe. We both heard Bradly sit up, and begin to say, “Hey, where’d ya guys go?”. So we walked back into the living room. “Chris, and I were just getting a drink” I said, to cover up for what had happened. “Im going to bed, iight?” Chris and I both looked at Bradly, and said “Okay” in unison. After about 20 minutes, Chris looked at me and said, “Wanna have some fun?” I agreed, and brought him up to my room. Chris began to undo my jeans, but stopped. “May, I?”, He asked me. I had to reply with, “Of course”. He slid my jeans down my legs, and through them on the ground. His cold hands ran up my sides, as he pulled my shirt over my head, and dropped it on the ground. I grabbed Chris, and pulled him into me. I pulled his shirt off, and kissed his chest. Chris began to stand up, but i pulled him down ontop of me. He sat on my torso, and leaned forward. His lips ran along my neck, then down my chest. I let out a soft moan. He got off of me, and grabbed the edge of my panties with his hand. He began to pull, but again, he stopped. He looked up at me. Before he could say anything, i said “Go ahead, hun”. I lifted myself up, as he slid my panties now, revealing my clean shaven pussy. I could see the bulge in his pants growing larger. I grabbed ahold of Chris’ pants, and undid them. I pulled his jeans off, and layed them down with the rest of our clothes. He wrapped his arms around me, and we began to kiss. I felt him undo the clasps of my bra. He layed me down on my bed, again, and got ontop of me. Chris began to massage my breasts, and played with my already hard nipples. We began to kiss again. I felt his cool hands run down my body, until he reached my pussy. He began to run his fingers over top, teasing me. He continued teasing me, saying “You want them? You want them inside you?”. I could only reply with soft moans. He finally stopped teasing me, and pushed 2 fingers deep inside of me. Another moan escaped my lips, as he began to swirl his fingers around inside of me. He pulled his fingers out, and began to lick my sweet juices off. Chris slid his body down, so that his head was between my thighs. I felt his tongue doing circles around my pussy. I moaned again. He finally pushed his tongue inside of me. He slid his tongue, in and out of me. With his hand, he was rubbing my clit, and with his free hand, and began to massage my breasts, one at a time. I moaned, louder than before. My breathing became heavier, and I arched my back. We both knew i was going to orgasm. I began to scream with pleasure, my juices ran over his hand, and mouth. But Chris didnt stop. He kept pleasuring me. I began to scream again with pleasure, as i started to orgasm again! I pulled my body away from him. He looked up at me, curious to why i had moved away from him. After a few minutes, he noticed i was staring at his long, hard cock. I crawled over to him, and grabbed it with my hand. I began to lick around the head, catching some of the precum. I sucked, and licked it for about 5mins, when he pulled away. I reached under my bed, and grabbed the condom that i had left under there. Chris looked me in the eye, and said “You sure?”. I nodded shyly. I put the condom on his hard cock. He leaned me over the bed, and pressed his cock up against my pussy. I was still a virgin, so i was very tight. Chris slowly began to push it in, when he heard “Ouch!”. So he stoped and asked if i was okay. I told him to continue. This happened a few times, until he was completely inside me. Chris slid his cock in and out of me, making me moan. “Mmmm. HARDER! FASTER!. Oh god, Chris. Dont Stop.” My moans got louder and louder. After we both orgasmed, we went for a shower together to clean up. We got out, and cuddled in my bed. I fell asleep in Chris’ arms, my head on his chest.

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