The Barbie Lez Fantasies – Week 64: The Lesbiality Threesome (Part 3)
A quick and kinky lesbianism and bestiality fantasy!
A quick and kinky lesbianism and bestiality fantasy!
This is a continuing story of A young English woman in her last year of college is recruited along with other young women into a clandestine naval intelligence program that promises technical challenges travel and adventure! But end up with her seeing and the other girls experiencing several bound heart stopping sexual situations that take them to the very edge, and beyond perverse humiliating sex, much more than most women can imagine, much less experience in a lifetime!
I thought I’d share a story or two about a girl I knew and experienced when I was in my late teens. Lindsey was an old friend of mines girlfriend/future wife whom I was also very matey with. She was extremely down to earth and a fun to be around kinda girl who was about 5′ 7″ slim with long mousey blonde hair.
My friends and I often used to get together round each others houses to smoke some puff and listen to music/watch movies till the early hours of the morning and that is where the fun and new novel friendship between Lindsey and me began. She used often used to sit there wit her sexy bare feet on display and being young with a growing penchant for female feet I couldn’t help but watch her out the corner of my eye flex and move her beautiful feet around.
As time went on I noticed she would often sit next to me with her feet tucked up in between us and play with them or if I was sat on the floor she would sit in a chair next to me with her legs crossed rocking and flexing her sexy feet right next to my face, all I could think about was sucking on her cute little toes and soles. I sort of had a clue that she knew I was transfixed with her feet by the way that when we were in the same room and we made eye contact she’d smile at me whilst slowly wriggling her sexy painted toes or slowly rub one foot with the other. Even so I did my best to keep my fascination as discreet as possible.
One night whilst round my friends house it was my turn to make the teas and coffees so I went to the kitchen to ‘make a round’ and see Lindsey had followed me out to help. Whilst making the drinks she whispered to me “do my feet turn you on then?” Realising I been caught out I panicked and tried to pretend to not know what she ment and try and dig myself out of the hole I’d just dropped into but she interrupted my stream of stammering bullshit by saying “don’t worry it’s cool and I won’t tell if you don’t” with a big grin on her face. I was kind of upset and levelled with her and told her I felt ashamed and such a bastard to be secretly perving over one of my mates girlfriends which she tried to reassure me that it cool but after making the drinks I made my excuses to my mates and went home early.
After that night i decided that things had gotten a little out of hand and some time away from my friends was what was needed. This didn’t last long as a couple of days later my mate and Lindsey turned up unexpectedly for a coffee, a couple of joints and a ‘catch-up’. Whilst the three of us were about to sit down I couldn’t help but notice that although she was wearing jeans and her well worn trainers I also noticed her ankles were clad in dark sheer nylon. My cock instantly was half hard at the prospect of seeing those hot nylon clad feet and sure enough once we had settled down in front of the TV with a drink and a spliff she kicked off her trainers and started to show off her feet to me in her own discreet and innocent way. I sat there trying my best to conceal the raging hard-on I had whilst being mesmerised by those cute gorgeous feet of hers. As time passed my mate got up and went to the toilet, as soon as he’d left the room she beckoned me to come over quickly to her. I reluctantly approached her with a throbbing bulge in the front of jeans she reclined and raised one of her beautiful feet towards my face, I lost control of myself and pressed my mouth and nose against the bottom of her toes and gave it a couple of long slow kisses noticing as well how sexy her foot smelled. I looked up to see she had a cheeky evil little grin on her face. I then felt her other foot start to rub my painfully throbbing cock and balls, I was so ashamedly aroused I came instantly in my trousers and had to quickly sit back down before my mate caught me with a face and groin full of his girlfriends feet. Although I spent the rest of the evening trying to act normal but with her constantly showing off and teasing me visually with her feet and the inside of my jeans leg coated in spunk I’d just enjoyed my first of many
naughty encounters with Lindsey.
The next next encounter with Lindsey happened about a week later when she turned up alone, unannounced and in her uniform (she worked for a well known supermarket). Surprised and a bit wary I invited her in, put the kettle on and asked her if there was a reason for this unexpected visit. Her reply was because her “feet ached and I knew you’d be sweet and massage them for me Hun”. Even in just her uniform she looked sexy wearing her tan coloured tights and sensible shoes. I was going to ask her if my mate knew she was here but with the thought that I’d soon be playing games her pretty feet, my dick became hard and the pangs of guilt soon took a back seat.
She asked me to take the tea into the front room whilst she went to the toilet. When she came back I noticed that she was no longer wearing her tights or shoes, Seeing this she smiled and asked if I fancied a joint together and picked up my small ‘goodies’ box from the top of my tv. Lindsey the sat next to me and plonked her super-sexy feet in my lap and began to roll a spliff. I’d never given a foot rub before but I’d often seen it done and picked up one of her sexy feet and started to mimic what I knew. Lindsey’s foot was soft, warm and the sexy smell instantly filled my nostrils, this heady combination made my cock throb and my balls ache. My maverick massage must of been okay because she groaned and in low sexy voice said “that feel good Hun” and was squirming slightly in her seat.
I sat there massaging her gorgeous foot whilst she took long drags from the joint when she then lent forward and put the spliff between her big and second toes, with a wickedly sexy grin in her face she raised her foot to my face. Before taking a drags from the spliff between her beautiful toes I started at her heel and kissed my way slowly up the sole, inhaling the hot sexy scent from her perfectly sexy foot. She gasped and softly moaned whilst I orally explored her sexy foot. I eventually reached her toes and took a long drag off the joint whilst she giggled and sighed heavily. In between drags I kept up massaging the other foot whilst slowly sucking her toes and gently biting/sucking on her soles without trying not to have another accident in my jeans again. By now the mix of cannabis and her sexy feet was having its desired effect on both of us and it seemed she was just as horny as i was.
Taking the spliff from between her toes she placed it back in her mouth and stood up and walked over to an armchair and lifted her skirt up around her waist and laid back in the chair with her legs spread open and over the arms of the chair. The sight of Lindsey in this position had my hard cock leaking precum and I’d hadn’t even touched it yet. She reached down and slowly spread her pussy lips open revealing her pink glistening wet and shiney with juices which had appeared to have run down and coated her anus making that glisten too. She stuck one of her sexy little tootsies out at me and wriggled her toes, knowing what she wanted I took my place in front of her and began to kiss and lick the underside of her toes which still smelt deliciously sexy. Whilst I was orally pleasing her feet I watched as Lindsey with her eyes shut was softly moaning as she played with her soaking wet pussy. I wanted to lick her pussy too so I started to kiss my way up her ankle and the inside of leg before she moaned loudly, stopped me and whispered “no sorry Hun, you know that belongs to Bobsy”. Frustrated but fully understanding I retreated back down her leg to service her gorgeous foot whilst she returned to playing with her wet horny pussy.
It seemed like I had been perving on her feet for ages before she stopped playing and announced she needed to be getting home. I could have spent hours at her feet watching her play and she knew I was disappointed at ending it there and not being allowed to eat her pussy. She smiled and said as she put her tights and knickers back on that we’d have to do this again sometime soon which I was more than ready for. I see her to the front door to say ‘goodbye’ and ‘thanks’ when she turned round and offered the fingers she’d had played with her pussy with to my nose and mouth which I slowly enveloped with my mouth and sucked slowly on tasting her hot pretty pink sex. I then felt her other hand gently grab the bulge in the front of my jeans and began to rub and squeeze. Again this was all too much for me and again I shot another load of hot spunk in my jeans. She stopped, hugged me tightly and kissed me before leaving me standing there with another wet leg.
About a month and half passed since Lindsey and me had shared that mind-blowing but short liaison. Although we’d spent time together it had been with the company of our friends. That still didn’t stop her knowingly teasing me with her beautiful feet. On one occasion she wore a very short black skirt without any knickers on and spend the best part of that night flashing her hot pussy and sexy bare feet when she could without making it blatantly obvious, whilst I sat there stunned and horny.
One night whilst making tea and coffee for everyone, we talk about this little situation between us. I told her how amazingly sexy I found her and how much I loved being teased as well as playing and sucking on her sexy feet. I also reminded her how much I wanted to eat her pussy and she said she would let me but reminded me that it was for her boyfriend only. This was frustrating but I told Lindsey how thankful I was for what she had given me and how much I wanted to have another ‘one on one’ with her. She winked/smiled and explained that my mate had a works party to go to next tuesday and she may pop round for a little fun. At this news my dick became instantly hard much to her amusement.
Before that Tuesday she phoned and confirmed that she’d be round for some fun and I could only wonder and fantasise about what would occur.
That Tuesday night I sat listening to music whilst smoking a joint, waiting for her to arrive wondering what Lindsey would be wearing. I didn’t have to wonder for too long when I heard a knock at the door and there she stood with her handbag wearing just a pair of tight black Lycra shorts, a tight vest and her worn in trainers. I invited her in and she gave me big hug, as we embraced I noticed she wasn’t wearing perfume and her natural scent filled my nostrils making me even hornier than I was. I passed her the joint I was smoking and went to the front room, she sat in the armchair with both her feet dangled over one side and I watched her slowly puff away on the spliff while she lifted one of her trainer clad feet towards me. She grin and said “take it off Hun there’s a little surprise under therefor you”
As I slowly slid off her trainer I noticed much to my growing arousal that she was wearing a sheer dark coloured nylon pop-sock. Her foot looked so very sexy with it on and I think she could tell how much this turned me on by the stupid glazed expression on my face. I knelt down next to the chair as she kicked off her other trainer and placed her sexy feet against my nose and mouth, in doing so I noticed that her feet smelled a lot stronger that the previous two encounters but nonetheless I was smitten and began the long slow kisses up and down each nylon clad sole and underneath each of her cute toes that we both enjoyed. I looked up to see she had a her eyes closed with a smile on her pretty face with one hand down the front of shorts playing with that hot wet pussy of hers, Lindsey noticed I’d stopped playing with her feet and was watching her masturbate. With a cute giggle and a big sigh she again pressed her feet against my face and purred “are they stinky hun?” I nodded dumbly and went back to work on her cute smelling tootsies again this time slowly peeling her pop-socks off her feet one at a time before taking a sexy toe in my mouth and sucking hard and slow on it then slowly kissing down and up her sole before sucking the next one. Judging by the moans and gasps that she made whilst she played
with her pussy and I worked on her feet, this was getting her off in a big way.
Lindsey sat in the chair, her hair was all over the place and she looked hot and sticky. She re-lit the joint that had gone out and started to puff on it again. I had the raging horn and wanted to try again to get her to let me eat her pussy (a previous attempt had resulted in her saying ‘no’ her pussy was only for my mate) and started to kiss my way up the inside of her sexy legs. She again stopped me and reminded me of who her pussy was for, but then she began to slide off her lycra shorts and adjusted herself in the chair so her cute little bum hung off the edge of the chair and then spread her long beautiful legs wide open.
My face was inches from her wet pink pussy and tight little anus and her hot sexy scent had me nearly cumming in my jeans again. She then gently guided my face against her hot sex so my nose was pressed against her wet pussy and whilst she gently stroked my head I inhaled her beautiful scent. She whispered “Is that nice Hun?Do you like the smell of my hot pussy?” To which all I could do was again nod dumbly but fight the almighty urge to lick her hot wet pussy, we laid like this for a while and she then push my head further down so my nose was pressed against her tight little anus. She again whispered to me “do you like the smell of my bumhole too Hun?” As I inhaled the hot raunchy scent from between her spread cheeks she had started to play with her pussy again whilst softly moaning. I took the plunge and started to gently kiss around her anus before starting to flick my tongue around it, Lindsey began to buck up and down and in between moans she said “that’s it! Lick and suck my little bumhole Hun!”. I followed her instructions and started to lap, kiss and suck at her tight little anus slowly whilst she repeated let out a loud giggly-moan.
Lindsey pushed my face away from her hot sexy bum, sat up and pulled off her top leaving her completely naked. “I’m going to give you a reward for being such a naughty boy with you tongue Hun”she said as she ran the tips of her fingers over the throbbing bulge in my jeans before squeezing slowly making me gasp from a mixture of pain and pleasure. Lindsey patted the armchair and told me to sit, as I sat down she got on top facing me and hugged my head gently so my face was pressed into her small but beautiful titties. She also lowered her crotch on to my crotch and began to grind and rub her pussy slowly against my painfully hard dick in my jeans. I was in heaven as I could feel the warmth from her pussy against my crotch I began to kiss her titties before sucking one of her puffy nipples into my mouth. Lindsey gasped and moaned loudly as she began to dry hump me harder and faster, she then put her mouth to my ear and whispered sexily “That feels nice Hun! I so wish you could fuck me Hun whilst sucking my toes and soles”. I was at my tipping point and I had to stop her and stood up before I cum in my jeans yet again, Lindsey gave me a sympathetic look, put her pop-socks and trainers back on and led me by the hand to the bathroom.
She ushered me to stand in front of the sink and stood behind me, I felt her press her warm athletic body into mine as she reached around and undone the front of my jeans. My hard cock instantly sprung out much to her amusement and she gave it a few playful slaps then with one hand she began to stroke my hard dick very slowly whilst with the other hand slowly squeezed my balls too, lots of pre-cum instantly started to leak from me and ran down the back of her hand. Lindsey kept me hovering around a massive orgasm for ages but never did let me cum properly whilst she expertly stroked my cock. After washing my leaky mess from her hands she announced she’d must be going as her boyfriend might come home early and wonder where she is. I begged her to stay for more fun but eventually I relented but before she left Lindsey hinted she may pop back towards the end of the week and this time she may bring a girlfriend from work……
Even whilst at work, home or round at a mates I couldn’t get the other night with Lindsey out of my head or the prospect of her and her girlfriend turning up for some nasty fun. On the Thursday afternoon I got a call from Lindsey telling me she would be round after work and she was bringing Stacey along too, I asked Lindsey if Stacey knew about what we’d been up to and she apparently told her everything and Stacey couldn’t wait to meet me! My dick was once again hard as rock at the thought of not just playing with one but two beautiful ladies at the same time!
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A young acqaintance rides horses. After talking to her I found out she would do ANYTHING for her horse. She’d do darned near the same to be a famous equestrian, maybe go to the olympics. I was inspired watching her ride.
Lindsay stared at herself in the mirror. She didn’t really know what to make of herself. She had always had low self confidence but even she couldn’t deny she was good looking. Lindsay was short, at only 5′ 6″, but she was a fine weight with only a slight bit of baby fat lingering around her chin, which gave her face a cute rounded look, from when she was younger. She couldn’t be described as young now though. It had been her 16th birthday just a mere 3 weeks ago. Now she was an adult in the eyes of the law. She could do what she wanted. As she was getting older Lindsay was begining to noitice her breasts. They were right now settled at a healthy B-Cup which looked perfectly proportioned on her petite body.
Tonight Lindsay was wearing a skirt short enough to show men enough, but not too much. She had also decided to wear a loose fitting top and a baggy cardigan. All of which contributed to her stunning appearance. Her hair had been died black, a birthday present from her best friend Kiera, and she was wearing plimsoles that would get wet if she stood within a metre of a puddle. She was ready to go.
Tonight Lindsay was going to a club with a few of her freinds to celebrate the recent exam results. Lindsay had done well, managing to achieve 3 A’s and 2 B’s. It was mainly because of these results that Lindsays sister Mahri had let her borrow her ID for the night. Mahri was only 19 so it wouldn’t be hard for Lindsay to pass as her.
As she left the house to go to the bus stop Lindsay couldn’t help but feel nervous. So many things were rushing through her head “What if I get knocked back?”, “What will it be like if I get in?”. Lindsay wasn’t a regular drinker so this added to her nervousness. She didn’t know how much to drink without getting too drunk. Also she was worried her dad might be pissed off about the drinking that was going on. But her das was away for the weekend so she wouldn’t have to confront him about it until Monday.
But all these doubts vanished when Lindsay saw Kiera. Kiera had been Lindsays best friend for years now, they were really close. Kiera was taller than Lindsay but still could not be described as tall. She had smaller breasts than Lindsay though. But this didn’t really matter as Kiera’s greatest asset was her legs, and she had them on full show tonight. Kiera was wearing a skirt shorter than Lindsay. But, of course Kiera’s legs seemed to go on for far longer. Stretching up and up, they were hard for anyone not to stare at, including Lindsay.
The bus journey was mundane, with Lindsay paying a full price ticket for the third time in her life. Lindsay used the bus journey to sneak occasional glances at her best friends chest and legs. She wasn’t gay though, just curious.
By the time they arrived at the club it was already dark. So the bouncer had a hard time trying to tell wether Lindsay was Mahri or not. Luckily the bouncer didn’t notice anything was wrong and both Lindsay and Kiera got into the club without any slip-ups.
When they did get in they were both amazed by the amount of blue lighting. Lindsay giggled for a couple of minutes because the lights made Kiera’s teeth light up. Soon enough, though, they managed to make it over to the bar. Keira ordered a WKD and Lindsay not really knowing of many alcoholic drinks decided to follow suit.
The two of them didn’t stop with WKD’s though. Over the next couple of hours the two of them had many more drinks including Woo Woo’s and Tequila Slammers. After this Lindsay felt pretty hazy and couldn’t really tell the difference of taste between vodka and water. Kiera had taken advantage of this and told Lindsay she was actually giving her water when it was really vodka in the glasses. It seemed to have taken Lindsay a whole load of drinks to realise how hot her best friend really was. But Kiera had been having the same thought all night.
It had been a while back when Kiera had realised that she was bi. She had been surfing the Internet when a pop-up had confronted her. She had masturbated to it so hard that when she came, she blacked out. Kiera had decided to keep her new found discovery a secret. Because, even though she also liked women now, she still didn’t want to scare
guys away. Blowjobs had been something that had come naturally to Kiera, you see, and she really enjoyed giving them. So, naturally, she didn’t want to freak men out.
Ever since her discovery, Kiera had been noticing her best friend in a much more sexual way. She had noticed Lindsay had almost perfect breasts with the body to match. And she was just itching for an opportunity to experiment with her friend, and she had realised that getting her drunk was just perfect.
Taking advantage of the situation that she had been placed in Kiera told Lindsay that it was getting late and that they should go home. So the two of them swiftly exited and caught a cab home. During the cab journey Lindsay began to sober up, which was not what Kiera wanted. So she told the cabdriver to hurry up.
They managed to make it to Lindsay’s suburban home within 20 minutes (it had already been predetermined that Kiera would stay the night) and they both quietly went inside. When they got in Kiera decided that she would make her move before Lindsay got to her bed. She could always blame it on being drunk if it went wrong.
Lindsay was still feeling really legless when she got into the house. She was stumbling up the stairs towards her bedroom when something tapped her on the shoulder. Turning round she noticed Kiera standing there, and getting closer, her lips pursed. When they finally made contact neither of them made any resistance. In fact, Lindsay was enjoying herself so much that she began to move her tounge into Kiera’s mouth. But when she reached Kiera’s mouth Kiera’s tounge was already coming out to meet it.
They kissed for what seemed forever, tounges swirling playfully around eachother. It was Lindsay who eventually broke it off and began to lead Kiera to her bedroom by her hand. When they opened the door they rushed straight for the double bed and resumed their kissing on top of it. But soon enough Lindsay’s drunk mind became bored of just kissing. She had become all of a sudden very interested in Kiera’s breasts. Slowly, scared to scare her away, Lindsay began to cradle Kiera’s left tit. Obviously Kiera enjoyed this by the small moan she gave into Lindsay’s mouth.
Deciding she needed more space to work Lindsay reached round to unclasp Kiera’s bra. Trying to help her freind out Kiera sat up and took off her top and then, slowly, removed her bra. Lindsay was amazed by the sight she saw. Kiera’s boobs defiantly seemed much larger without her bra than they had in it. Also they stood perfectly upright with large bright pink aerolas with rock solid nipples perfectly in the middle. Lindsays lips immediately attached itself to the left one of these nipples, sucking intently. She used her tounge to flick over the hard nipple, exerting a small moan from Kiera everytime she did.
Kiera had been so absorbed in her own pleasure that she hadn’t noticed that the zip of Lindsay’s skirt was hanging out. Making use of this opportunity Kiera decided to begin to undress her freind. Lindsay didn’t even notice when Kiera slowly began to unzip her skirt, she was so absorbed in her nipples. But she did notice when Kiera tried to pull it down her legs. She even stopped her assault on Kiera’s nipples to help. One thing Kiera noticed when she got the skirt of was that Lindsay’s panties were soaking wet. Also that Lindsay’s pussy had quite obviously been shaved, much like her own.
Kiera ordered Lindsay to sit on the bed, which she obliged to. Then Kiera slowly began to slip her own skirt off leaving her only in her own soaking wet panties. Lindsay used this time to take off her top and bra letting her B-Cup breasts swing free. Kiera was so turned on by this sight that she dived straight onto Lindsay’s legs, pulling her panties down sharply. Keira stared lovingly at her best friends pussy, smelling the sweet, musky scent. Lindsays clit was poking through two bare lips, Kiera decided to start by licking it. She took a long deep lick, allowing Lindsay to moan loudly. Then Kiera started to nibble on it slightly beginning to ease a finger into the hole beneath. Lindsay is panting fast now, obviously coming close to an orgasm. Kiera decided she wanted Lindsay to cum on her fingers and pushes one in. This sudden entry pushes Lindsay over the edge and her pussy begins to clutch Kiera’s finger tightly while she is screaming.
After Lindsay’s orgasm has subsided she decided she wanted to give the same pleasure to her freind. She lied over Kiera who was now lying on the floor. She began to pull down her panties. Lindsay was amazed by the beautiful sight of Kiera’s pussy, shaven and wet. She dosent try to lick it, she just goes straight for it with her hands. Slowly rubbing her clit with her thumb and inserting her index and middle fingers into the pussy itself. Soon enough Lindsay begins to find a rhythm, getting the maximum pleasure out of Kiera. After about five minutes of intense moaning and rubbing Lindsay began to feel the convulsing of Kiera’s pussy walls on her fingers. Although this time a wetness comes out to meet Lindsay’s fingers. Lindsay enjoys the feeling of this warm sticky liquid on her fingers and manages to get a quick lick before falling in a crumpled heap on top of Kiera.
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Nineteen Years Later…
Wait… what? Nineteen? Why nineteen? Don’t these things happen in even amounts of years like “two,” “ten,” or “twenty”? Or even increments of five years? Why would I go against convention and use an odd number like nineteen? “Oh, look at me; I’m such a rebel. I place my epilogue nineteen years into the future! I’m such a trend setter.”
Who am I to go against convention?
Fifteen years later…
No matter how many times Harry saw the “new” Hogwarts, the wizard’s chest would puff up with well-earned pride. Not only had he co-created the unique ritual to rebuild the ruined castle with Hermione thirteen years before, but he and his wife had been one of the dozens of couples that had performed said sex-ritual. He could still remember the scores of two-person tents (and a three-person tent for Seamus, Lavender and Parvati) that circled the ruins and the non-stop peals of pleasure and wet squelching noises that filled the night as the stones flew through the air and rebuilt the ancient castle.
It looked exactly the way it did before it fell. Well, not exactly. The Astronomy Tower was significantly taller and thicker than it had been. Also, it had a peculiar, yet pleasing curve to it. And most people described the parapet as being “crown” shaped. Hermione believed that the sex-ritual that recreated the castle had inadvertently altered this particular part of the building. In fact, a few muggleborns had stated that the tower now appeared to be a copy of the notorious tower that had been featured in the original poster art for Disney’s “The Little Mermaid.” The thick, creeping vines that crisscrossed the Tower only aided in this comparison.
Another side effect of the sex-ritual that had rebuilt Hogwarts meant the castle and its wards now fed off of any sex act. Seeing that the castle was chockfull of hormonal teenagers wanking, snogging, performing hand-jobs and oral sex, and outright fornicating every single day, the new castle literally throbbed with power. Throbbed. As he and Hermione walked up the hill to the castle, Harry could actually see the building pulsate – and throb – particularly the new Astronomy Tower.
Just before the married couple walked through the giant doors of Hogwarts, Harry noticed the black-lace choker around his wife’s neck. The choker was just part of a garment Hermione had donned this morning. The costume was normally used for when the couple would act out a rather fun role-playing game where Hermione was a bad maid who had not dusted properly and therefore deserved a “punishment” from Harry. Today, the punishment hadn’t been for improper dusting, but for a cruel, teasing joke the brunette had played.
Harry made a polite coughing sound to attract her attention and pointed at his own neck.
“Oh my, we don’t want to lose this one,” the brunette said instantly realizing what Harry’s gesture meant. She carefully removed the choker and tucked it away in her robe pocket. “Risqu?aid” was one of her most favorite games after-all.
As they entered the castle, the sound of hundreds and hundreds of students talking and rushing to class nearly overpowered them. The years that followed the fall of the first Hogwarts Castle and Voldemort’s defeat saw the wizarding population of Britain increase significantly. Year after year the birth rate had shattered the previous year’s record setting number. This massive and continual spike in the population was due to the age of peace that the wizards and witches now experienced thanks to Voldemort’s demise. Or at least that is what the history books claimed. The real reason that the birth rate was rising rapidly each year was due to the fact that every witch and wizard were having copious amounts of sex. And this was directly correlated to the wildly popular Books of Love Magic and its ten volumes (so far). The highest seller to date was Volume Six: Pregnancy and You which had a four month pregnant (with James) “Mona Puckle” and sixth month pregnant (with the twins Harry and Harriet) “Perky ‘The Jugs’ Weatherby” with their respective husbands performing rituals designed to aid in various stages of pregnancy and childbirth, as well as recipes for balms and salves that made stretch marks disappear and physical exercises that helped fight various sagging bits on both partners.
“It looks like they’re going to have to add another wing to the castle just to house the ever-growing student body,” commented Hermione as the couple pushed through the throng of students. The school’s population had tripled twice over since they had taken their NEWTS.
“Maybe we can come up with another ritual to do just that?” suggested Harry, wriggling his eyebrows suggestively. “I mean it’s not like we haven’t invested ourselves to the castle before.”
“I’ll work on it tonight,” she said, looking forward to the practice. Trial and error was so much fun when orgasms were included.
The couple made their way to the Hospital Ward where Luna Weasley worked. Thanks to her share of the book profits, the blonde and her husband were reasonably wealthy and didn’t need to work. She did however take the position of Hogwarts’ nurse in order to be close to her children. And Ron took up the position of nurse’s aide for the same reasons – that and easy access to the mid-afternoon shags he had grown to love. As for Harry and Hermione, they too were able to live just as comfortably thanks to their shares of book sales and found things to do in their spare time: Harry was content to be what Muggles called a “Stay-at-Home-Dad” while Hermione, who did more than her fair share in raising their children, spent some of her free time trying to live up to her title of the “Chosen One” by striving to give House-Elves equal rights. So far, the best she had been able to accomplish is a Ministry standard three sickle yearly salary and two days off a month. Even though Hermione thought this was unacceptable, the House-Elves were ecstatic over their new freedom. They were so overjoyed by their Savior’s accomplishment that they created over a dozen holidays where they showered the Chosen One with praise and gifts. Ironically enough, these gifts the House-Elves gave her were hand-knitted hats that were strikingly similar to the ones she herself had made in her fifth year in a misguided attempt to free the tiny creatures. One room in their home, the Shrieking Shack (which was still a grandiose mansion on the inside thanks to Harry’s accidentally bout of magic when the couple had first made love), was used strictly to house the thousands upon thousands of hats she had received over the years.
Harry and Hermione found their best friends putting away supplies upon entering the Hospital Ward.
“’Lo, Hermione, Harry, what brings you here?” asked Ron as he helped his wife stock the shelves with ointments, salves and various potions.
Before either could answer, fifteen year old Sirius Lupin, Remus and Tonks’ eldest son, pushed his way into the Ward. He held a blood-soaked cloth to his head.
“What’s the matter, Sirius?” Luna asked.
“Erm… uh…I… er… bumped my head,” he answered lamely. Unlike his father, Sirius was a horrible liar. This un-Marauder like-setback did not stop the young wizard from committing acts of mischief and mayhem.
“Did you happen to bump your head because you were up to no good with the twins?” asked Luna.
“Which ones?” the young boy asked Luna in return. It was clear that Sirius was attempting to distract the adults in the room. “Your twins or Aunt Hermione and Uncle Harry’s twins?”
Knowing that the fifteen year old boy was trying to protect his best friend and obvious cohort with this distraction, Harry asked, “So it was Hyphen then?”
“Yes, Uncle Harry,” Sirius admitted. “We were pranking some Slytherins and I tripped when we made our escape. Hit my head on the steps leading out of the dungeons.”
“And I take it our daughter’s in her dorm room right now devising an alibi for the two of you?” asked Hermione.
“Yes,” he replied.
Harry smiled to himself, imagining Hyphen’s brilliant green eyes sparkling mischievously behind her spectacles, twirling one of her long strands of black, kinky hair which she tended to do when she was up to no good. A part of him was glad to see his fourteen year-old daughter giving Slytherins hell. Of course he’d never mention this to Hermione who always scolded Hyphen and their other children for not supporting Inter-House unity.
Luna gingerly pulled the boy’s hand from his head and said, “Just a scratch and a mild concussion – nothing that a few waves from a wand and a potion won’t fix.”
Once Sirius was healed, Luna shooed the “miracle-boy” away. Like his godfather, Harry, Sirius Lupin had earned an unwanted moniker. The first full moon after his fifth birthday, Sirius changed into a werewolf, just as everyone feared. He had unfortunately inherited the condition from his father. However, Sirius also inherited his mother’s Metamorphmagus abilities. The next full moon, Sirius did not change, much to everyone’s surprise. After a bit of study, it was discovered that after his first painful transformation into a wolf, Sirius unconsciously used his Metamorphmagus ability to cancel out his werewolf transformation. Using this knowledge, several Potion Masters created a cure for Lycanthropy based off of Sirius’ unique ability. Thus, he was heralded as the “miracle-boy.”
Once the four adults were alone, Hermione announced, “I have news,” the brunette was glowing with happiness. “Guess whose expecting again?”
“Another one?” asked Ron disbelievingly.
“You know Harry, ever since he found out I told that little fib, he thinks that I shouldn’t be without child for more than a year at a time.”
After their third child was born, Harry sat down and did the math, so to speak. Their first child, Lily-Fiona Granger-Potter – affectionately called “Hyphen” – was born a little more than nine months and one week after Hermione told him she was pregnant that fateful day. Harry knew Hyphen wasn’t late and doubted that their daughter had already been conceived the day Hermione announced her pregnancy. When confronted, Hermione confessed to her “delay in the truth.” In retrospect, Harry should have known it was a lie – Hermione was an absolute pathetic liar after all. In his defense, he had accepted his future wife’s claim simply because he didn’t think she could have ever lied about something so important, especially when their lives were in mortal peril at the time. Even though the lie was for the greater good, allowing Harry to tap completely into his love-core and therefore defeat Voldemort, the wizard was justifiably upset when Hermione confessed. After a long, drawn out argument, and as a form of “penance,” Hermione baked Harry a pie (or rather, she asked Dobby – their employed house-elf – to bake Harry a pie) and then performed fellatio on her husband while he enjoyed his pastry treat. This led to the two shagging on the kitchen table while their three kids took their afternoon kip, which led to Hermione becoming pregnant again with the twins Eric and Lacy. It quickly became a joke that Harry had knocked up Hermione on a regular basis as a form of punishment for her “delay in the truth.” This couldn’t be further from the truth – the couple had always intended on having a large family.
“What will this make? Nine sprogs? Hell, I’m a Weasley and I don’t have that many,” the red head commented.
“But you’re not living up to the Weasley name, are you? If Molly didn’t have so many grandchildren from your brothers and sister, I’m certain she’d berate you daily for only having four. Bill and Fleur have six. Fred and George each have five. Percy, with his five ex-wives, has a total of eight. Even Charlie, who’s gay, has seven kids. But Ginny and Neville are obviously trying to make up for your lack of children with their eleven,” Hermione pointed out.
“That’s only because Neville and that enormous penis of his ejaculates directly into Ginny’s womb each time they make love,” Luna said. “They have to realize that no magical form of anti-conception will work with them.”
“Yeah, let’s just hope he takes my advice and pulls out from now on,” Harry chuckled. “Or at least buy some Muggle-condoms.”
“So, number nine, huh,” Ron said, returning to his friend’s happy news. “You’re going to run out of names you know.”
“Well I suggested we name the baby after Snape,” Hermione said. She smiled at the scowl that marred her husband’s face.
“I take it that didn’t go over well?” asked Luna.
“No,” Harry said, flatly.
“To say the least,” snorted Hermione. “After I used the Defebulator Charm to revive him and told him it was a joke, Harry gave me a sound paddling. Of course I was hoping for a spanking, so I think it worked out rather well for me.”
“Were you two were playing ‘The Lady and the Pauper’ or ‘Snarky Schoolgirl’?” asked Ron.
“No, it was the ‘Risqu?aid’ this time. In fact, the maid-choker’s in her pocket right now,” Harry replied. “And just to clarify; there’s no paddling in ‘The Lady and the Pauper’ scenario. You’re thinking of ‘King Harry and the Duchess of Canterbury’ ‘A Long, Cold Night in January’ or ‘The Babysitter’s Reward.’”
“Ah, my mistake,” the red-head said with a smile. “I’ll try to keep them straight.”
“And what did you do to celebrate the great news of another baby?” the blonde asked, already knowing the answer.
“Another sound paddling,” Hermione said with a rosy bloom. Even though Luna could not see them to confirm, she was positive the bloom on her cheeks matched the ruby hue on the brunette’s other set of cheeks thanks to two consecutive spanking sessions.
“Well, we’ll just have to celebrate won’t we?” Ron said.
“What should we celebrate? The fact that Hermione’s still a kinky witch or that she and Harry are going to have another child?” asked Luna playfully.
“We can celebrate both as far as I’m concerned,” replied Harry, overjoyed to have another child on the way and deliriously happy that his wife was still so adventurous.
“We’ve reserved a table at The Three Broomsticks for us and our kids,” Hermione said to her friends.
“Great, we can say hi to Hannah Abbott ,” said Ron.
“No, Ronald, Hannah owns the Leaky Cauldron,” Luna corrected. “Katie Bell is the owner of The Three Broomsticks.”
“That’s right. I don’t know why I get those two confused.”
As the two couples left the Hospital Ward, Ron said with a guffaw; “Wow, the ten Potters and six Weasleys, that’s going to one big table.”
“Ow,” exclaimed Harry suddenly.
“What is it dear?” asked Hermione.
“Some damn insect just bit my scar.”
The End
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A young English exchange student looking for answers about her own sexuality and kinky desires accepts a scholarship to a dubious school in the states
She would do anthing to save her marriage
After what Harry had witnessed between Ginny and Hermione he can’t stop thinking about. Then one of the Weasly twins Goerge gives Harry a new charm.
i was planning to stay in for the day, until i was asked ot do a favor
A wise man once said, “Alcohol was invented so ugly people have a chance.” Although I don’t classify myself as an ugly person, I couldn’t agree more with this quote especially after taking part in a party that can only be decribed as “one hell of a party.”
It all started when my friend came up to me during my philosophy class and told me that his frat was going to throw a party Friday night but “it was going to be like no other party you’ve ever been to” at least according to him. I was truly intrigued and I couldn’t wait to find out what he was talking about.
The week seemed like it was going in slow motion but before I knew it Friday snucked up behind me and finally arrived. That night I told this girl on my floor about the party and she said she was in. I was thrilled cause this girl wasn’t any ordinary girl. Her name was Megan and she was as hot as could be from top to bottom. Her face was perfect and she had this little innocence about her that I can’t describe. It’s like she is adorable as hell but I wanted to fuck the shit out of her. Her breasts weren’t the biggest but she definitely made them work with what she had. Where she lacked in the boob section she made up in the ass. It was round and firm and it made you want to just smack it but caress and kiss it at the same time. I know how amazing her ass is because one time I walked into her room without knocking and she just got out of the shower and she had her back turned to me. I only saw it for a second before she covered up but I will never forget what it looked like.
So together we made our way to the party. We walked into the frat and were given bracelets which is very odd because that never happened before at any party we’ve been to. We made our way to the keg in the back and started drinking away. A couple of hours went by and besides the bracelets the party wasn’t any different than any other party. There were plenty of people and besides the usual drunk person passing out in the corner every one was hanging out and talking and having a good time. Little did we know though that the party was just about to begin.
Suddenly we heard sirens and we all feared the worst and thought it was campus security busting the party but the origin of the sound wasn’t coming from outside but rather somewhere within the house. The sound got louder and louder and then I saw where it was coming from. I saw 5 nearly naked women and some camera guys following them walk in to the center of the room. One of the women had a loud speaker and announced to everyone “you fuckers ready to party?” It soon became very clear that these people were from an adult website and the women were all pornstars. Megan and I got some front row seats to what was going on.
“So are you ready to party or not?” Roars from the crowd answered her question. “Thats better, my name is Jenna and what I need right now are three willing guys to come to the center.” All sorts of guys came foward but the three they chose had to be honestly some of the dorkiest, scranny guys I’ve ever seen. They sat all three guys in chairs that were next to each other.
“Now take off your pants” Jenna said. After a slight hesitation the guys listnened and dropped their pants. “Now gentleman I would like you to meet Courtney, Jezel, and Roxy… they are going to sucks your cocks.” The guys turned to each other and couldn’t believe what they heard. “They are going to do everything in their power to make you cum and your job is simply to last as long as you can. The last one standing will get a special prize. Let the games begin.” And with that the girls got on their knees and started sucking and jacking away. One guy didn’t even last 2 minutes before he came all over Roxy. Moans of dissapointment rang through out the audience. I could tell he probably never got a blowjob before. So now it was race between the other two guys. These girls were pros; they were licking up and down on the shaft, rubbing the balls, and even deepthroating these guys. After what must have been 15 minutes one guy couldn’t take it any more and came all over Courtneys mouth.
“And we have a winner!” Jenna proclaimed. “Your prize for lasting this long is now you get to fuck Jezel!” The guy was stunned and he and Jezel proceeded into a private room upstairs with a camera crew and we would have to wait for the movie to come out on the website to find out what happened next.
Throughout this entire event I kept hearing moans coming from Megan and I noticed her hand go down her tight jeans once or twice. “Were you just masturbating?” I asked her.
“No of course not… well maybe” she said with a giggle. “Are telling me you didn’t enjoy that?” she asked.
“I can’t lie, that was pretty sweet. If you could would you participate in one of these events?”
“Well… only if it was with you,” she answered with a sexy smile.
I noticed a table that they set up in the back with a guy sitting in a chair behind the table and it looked like people were signing up for something. “Come on follow me,” I told her. We made our way to the table and I walked right up the guy and said, “We want to do a scene.”
“Really?” the guy said, “well your in luck cause we are looking for a couple to do a specific scene with.”
“Ok we’re in. What do we have to do?”
“Well first I have to see some ID and then your lady friend has to answer a question for me. Tell me, are you comfortable doing a threesome with another woman?” I didn’t know what she was going to say. I wanted to fuck her so bad and if I could fuck a pornstar too that would be amazing.
Luckily, she looked into my eyes and said, “I’m up for anything.” I was so relieved and couldn’t wait to get started.
We proved that we were 18 and he had us sign some paper. “Ok, heres the deal. Your going to be doing the scene with one of our girls named Abby. To get the minumum amount of $500 you have to do at least 2 different sex positions. If you can’t do that, then you’ll get nothing. The longer you sir last before you cum the more you get payed. There are also bonuses. If you do anal with Abby we’ll give you more money. If you do anal with Megan as well thats twice as much. If you can pull off an ass to mouth thats even more money. If you finish with a facial and a snowball occurs you will double the amount you made up to that point. Do you follow me?” We nodded our heads. “Ok now go over there to Jenna at the center of the room and have fun.”
On the way over I turned to Megan and asked her if she was ok with this.
“I always use to say that everyone should try everything at least once,” she told me, “lets fucking do this.” I couldn’t believe this was about to happen, all I could think about was not only was I going to see that beautiful ass of hers again but I was going to fuck it too.
“Ok, for our next event we have here this couple and they are going to have some fun with one of our girls. Not just any girl but the Double D Princess herself Miss Abby Knight!” The best way to describe Abby was drop dead gorgeous. They certainly didn’t call her Double D Princess for nothing. She had some of the biggest, roundest, perfect knockers I’ve ever seen. She had an ass that would not quite and long never ending legs. She was a blonde bombshell and thats when it hit me that I was I going to fuck not only Megan but her as well. We didn’t even start and I was already fully erect. “Well it looks like someone is ready to have some fun,” Jenna said looking at my crotch, “well without further or do, lets get started.”
Abby made the first move and started making out with Megan. She lifted Megans shirt and unhooked her bra before you could say “dammmn.” Abby was barely wearing an clothes to start with but after she took Megans bra off she untied her bikini top and showed off those amazing tits of hers. Abby was grabbing her boobs while she was continueing to makeout with her. Megans was a little shy at first but to everyones amazement she started licking and kissing Abbys boobs. Everyone was cheering them on and I had no problem watching them.
Suddenly without warning they both turned to me and started grabbing at me and kissing me. While Megan continued to play tonsil hockey with me, Abby moved down my body and slowly made her way to my zipper. She unzipped me and pulled my pants down and started doing what she does best. Megan soon joined her and between the two of them sucking my cock and balls, I was in heaven. When one had my dick in their mouth, the other would go to work on my balls. Abby would occasionally deepthroat me and that felt amazing. Megan would try too but she didn’t have nearly as much experience as Abby, but Megan would always make a cute laugh when she couldn’t get it all the way down.
Abby then layed Megan down on the ground and spread her legs and I got the hint of what I was suppose to do. Abby grabbed my cock and gave it one more good sucking before aligning it straight into Megans waiting pussy. My dick went in and I took over from there. I thrusted back and forth and her pussy felt phenominal. Abby then proceeded to sit on Megans face. “Lick it,” she said to Megan and just like an obediant dog she did as she was told. Just looking at Abby naked made me go crazy. I couldn’t help myself, so I grabbed the back of her head and made out with her as I continued to fuck Megan.
Abby got off Megans face and I pulled out of Megan. Abby then got on all fours and said, “Lets start with my pussy and make our way up.” I set myself behind her and stuck my dick in to her warm, waiting pussy. Her pussy definitely felt looser and more comfortable which wasn’t a surprise considering what she did for a living. To my amazement, Megan put her pussy in front of Abbys face and said, “Now you lick MY pussy.” I could hear people in the crowd saying “ooooohhhhhhh.” I couldn’t help put on a smile as well when she said it.
With every thrust, Abbys ass would shake and after sometime of fucking her pussy I pulled it out and aligned it with her anus. I put the head of my dick in and creeped slowly in. At first her anus was tight but before I knew it I could fit my entire dick in with no problem. Abby let out some moans inbetween licking Megans pussy. Even though I was in her ass Abby still did an amazing job on Megans cunt cause Megan kept letting out huge moans as well.
After awhile Megan looked at me and said in a sexy voice, “I can’t wait till it’s in my ass.” So I pulled out of Abbys ass and layed down on the floor and Megan sat on top of me with her tits right in front of my face. Abby grabbed my dick and placed it right into Megans ass. At first it was really tight but after she moved up and down a bit, her ass loosened up and I felt like I was in Abbys ass all over again. Now this time, Abby sat on my face and I went to work on her pussy. While I was doing this, Abby and Megan were making out on top of me and licking each others breasts.
Then, I pushed Abby off my face and said, “Now go suck my dick .” Abby made her way to my cock and pulled it out of Megans ass and starting blowing me. After a couple seconds of this she would stick it back in Megans ass. A couple of thrusts later she pulled it out again and repeated the same thing. She did this a couple of times until I pushed Megan off me and brought both of them to the nearest couch.
I told Abby to bend over and I put her face down on the couch and then I had Megan do the same thing but instead I put her on top of Abby. I spread both of their legs so that I had both of their pussies and asses sticking out. I put my dick in Megans ass again, fucked it a couple of times then I pulled my dick out and put in Megans pussy. Gave it a couple of thrusts then I made my way down the line and stuck my dick in Abbys ass. Then I finished in Abbys pussy. After that I made my way back up going into Abbys ass, then Megans pussy, and then Megans ass again.
I repeated this going into all 4 holes up and down a couple of times until I was on the verge of cumming. I flipped the girls over and I had Megan open her mouth for my cum. Abby grabbed my dick and jacked me off straight into Megans waiting mouth. I must of came a ton cause I felt like I wouldn’t stop. After I was done, Abby tilted her head back and Megan leaned over and dripped my cum into Abbys mouth. Abby swiveled the cum a bit in her mouth then dripped it back into Megans mouth. Megan swiveled it a bit too and poured it back into Abbys mouth which she then swallowed.
Everyone around us burst into cheers. Megan and I stood up, took a bow to the audience, got our money and left the party completley naked walking back to my dorm where who knows what would happen next…
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A revenge story about a guy giving his ex what she really wanted.
This is a first attempt at writing one of these. The names were changed and this fantasy might be real soon.
A new adventure begins as Sven and his sexy sister Kora free a catgirl slave from her cruel master!
This is my first story so go easy on me and let me know where i need work.
My wife and had just returned….
Alexa wants to go to an orgy and get fucked. What a better place to go than a Frat Party?
She like her friends father in a very special way
A woman reminisces as she is shaven for the first time
this is just a made up story
Chapter One:
“Walter!”
Patty brushed her long, wavy blonde hair out of her eyes and
glowered angrily at her son’s bedroom door.
“Walter, I know what you’re doing in there! I am absolutely
sick of listening to you jacking off in your room every day! Walter,
are you listening?”
Her teenage son didn’t answer. The rhythmic thumping continued
louder than ever, the sound of the headboard banging against the wall
as Walter eagerly beat his prick, flailing his fist up and down his
stiff, aching cock.
“Walter!”
Patty swore and rapped angrily on the door. She was thirty-four
and gorgeous, with wide blue eyes complementing her blonde hair, and
a slim, stacked, big-titted body.
“Walter, pay attention to me!”
Walter groaned, and then the headboard started thumping against
the wall even more quickly. He was probably on the verge of spraying
a big load of cum all over his chest. Patty turned from the door,
blushing fiercely as she retreated down the hall. She was dressed
casually, in jeans and a blue work shirt that gave her large, braless
tits plenty of room to jiggle and bounce. It was the sort of outfit
that any normal housewife would have worn around the home, but she
didn’t feel normal.
For one thing, she was divorced now. The house and her modest
monthly alimony checks were all she had to remember her long marriage
to her husband. For another thing, she had a handsome young son who
was obsessed with jacking off.
It had started six months before, after the divorce. Walter was
an unusually handsome young lad of sixteen, tall and muscular, with a
bulging crotch that Patty, in spite of her embarrassment, had been
unable not to notice. Patty had read that the sex drive of growing
boys can be very strong, but that hadn’t prepared her for the fact
that Walter’s cock seemed to be stiff and bulging most of the time.
She supposed her appearance had something to do with it. Patty
was slimmer than average, with long legs and a cute, girlishly round
ass. But her tits were so big that her G-cup bras had to be
custom-made. Her body had always made men horny, and Patty was
afraid that her only child was no exception. She had been mortified
to see his cock swelling many times in the past six months, when she
caught him ogling her figure.
At least he could try to restrain himself, Patty thought. Or at
least be quiet about wanting to play with himself so much. It was
three-thirty in the afternoon now, and Walter had been home for a
half hour. He’d literally run upstairs as soon as he’d walked
through the door with an obscene-looking bulge tenting through his
slacks.
Two minutes later, the thumping had started. She heard it at
least four times a day now. She’d tried to talk to him about it,
both gently and sternly, but he just wouldn’t listen. All he said
was that he couldn’t keep from rubbing his big prick as soon as it
started to get stiff.
Well, he was just going to have to learn to ignore it, Patty
thought suddenly. Impulsively she went to the hall closet, finding
the key to Walter’s bedroom door hanging on a nail. Determinedly she
went back to his room, knowing full well that she was about to catch
her boy in the act. It wasn’t normal for a lad to play with himself
so much. Walter simply had to learn to control his sexual desires.
Patty let herself into his room. It took Walter a moment to
notice that she’d come in. As she’d expected, he was lying on his
back with his pants around his ankles. A jar of baby oil stood
prominently on the nightstand beside his bed. The youth’s tongue
lolled obscenely out of the corner of his mouth as he worked his fist
feverishly on his crotch, whipping his hand up and down his
throbbing, straining cock.
Patty looked at it. It was the first time she’d ever seen her
son’s naked, stiff prick; in spite of herself, she couldn’t help
being curious. She’d imagined that he’d have a relatively small
prick, even though he was almost full-grown.
Patty instantly saw that she was wrong. Walter’s prick was
huge. Stiffly the long, fat cock meat shaft rose out of his cock
curls, at least nine inches long and as thick around as her wrist.
The cock knob was as big as a small apple, bloated deep red and
glistening with oozing cock cream. Instantly the divorce, sexually-
frustrated mother felt a shameful new craving throbbing in her cunt.
She had never imagined that seeing her own son’s stiff prick would
make her pussy feel so wet and hot.
“All right, Walter. Stop it right now!”
Walter raised his head and finally saw that his mother was with
him in the room. He sighed, releasing his big cock and folding his
hands behind his head. He made no effort to cover his fuck organ,
and the giant cockshaft continued to buck and pulse over his stomach.
Patty sat beside her child on the bed, trying not to stare at his
cock. She felt her nipples stiffening and poking through the work
shirt. She wished she’d worn a bra to prevent her enormous tits from
jiggling in front of her son.
“Since when did you start barging in on me when my door’s
locked?” Walter grumbled. “Can’t I even have some privacy?”
“You know perfectly well I was knocking a moment ago. I think
that’s sufficient justification for using the key. Walter, you know
this is something we need to talk about. All you ever do these days
is jerk off. It’s not normal. You’re not going to develop normally
if you spend all your time rubbing your cock and making it come.”
“I can’t help it,” Walter grinned. “My cock gets hard, and I
feel like rubbing it. What’s wrong with that?”
“Don’t you know any young girls who could—-” Patty blushed,
stopping short of telling her son to find a horny girl to fuck. “—
who could help you think more about normal things?”
“You mean like fucking?” Walter’s grin broadened. “Shit, Mom, I
fuck a lot of girls. If you want, I can bring one home tomorrow and
fuck her right here. I just like rubbing my prick a lot. It feels
good.”
“You…you could at least pull up your pants when your own
mother is talking to you. This is very embarrassing.”
“Well, you’re the one who wanted to talk, Mom. I don’t want to
stop jacking off now. I’ve had a big load in my nuts all day. I
need to cum bad!”
And then the hung son shocked his mother again, sliding his hand
down to again tightly grip his giant prick. The astonished mother
couldn’t help staring at his tremendous cock as he started beating
his meat again, slowly and very hard, groaning as he moved his fist
up and down the oversized length of his cock.
“Walter! Walter, for God’s sake!” Patty gasped at him,
overwhelmed with both anger and an irresistable, incestuous lust.
“How…how dare you do that in front of your mother! You take your
hand off your prick this instant!”
“I don’t want to, Mom. It feels good.”
And then Walter stared openly at her tits, sighing as he watched
the huge, spongy tits swaying slightly under her shirt.
“Man, you sure have a pair of big ones, Mom. Sometimes I like
to think about sucking them when I jerk off. It’s even better
looking at them at the same time.”
“Walter!”
Patty was so shocked that she knew she had to make her boy stop
beating his cock that instant. She dropped her hand, intending to
pull his finger off of his prick. But Walter withdrew his hand at
the same time. The next thing Patty knew, her hand was filled with
the hot stiffness of Walter’s prick.
“Ummm, that feels good, Mom! Why don’t you rub it for me?”
“You little bastard!”
And then Patty started doing it. She didn’t know what had come
over her, what had prompted her to begin the worst possible sin with
her son. Her pussy was very wet, throbbing so hornily in her panties
that she could hardly think straight. She felt overwhelmed by anger,
frustration and a wanton, uncontrollable lust.
Walter just lay there, smiling as he submitted to his sex-
starved mother’s hand job. Patty stared openly at his huge prick
now, grimacing as she whipped her right hand up and down the
cockstalk as fast as she could.
“Does this feel good? Is this what you want me to do to you,
Walter? Your very own mother? Are you really so disgusting that you
want your own Mommy to jack on your cock like this?
“Do you want Mommy to suck it too? You’d like that, wouldn’t
you? You’d like your own mother to put your prick in her mouth and
swallow your hot cum!”
Walter responded by pushing her hand away, swinging around to
sit up on the edge of the bed. He looked at his mother pointedly,
then grinned, snapped his fingers, and pointed arrogantly at his
aching cock.
“Yeah, that’s what I want, all right. Why don’t you get on your
knees right now, Mom? My cock needs a good sucking right away!”
“You filthy, shameful, little boy —”
And then her words trailed off as she did what her son
requested, dropping to her knees in front of him and confronting the
huge, aching length of his prick. Patty realized that she was
breathing very hard, and that she could feel her heartbeat in her
pussy better even than she could feel it in her chest.
She felt as if she’d lost all control of herself, as if it were
no longer possible to distinguish between what she was really doing
now and what she might have dreamed about. She couldn’t believe that
she was actually going to shove her own son’s cock down her throat
and swallow his spewing cum.
Patty wrapped her fingers tightly around his throbbing cock,
sliding her fist to the root. She stared intently at the rosy, puffy
cock knob for several seconds, seeing how the whole fat crown
glistened with sticky spunk. The wanton mother lowered her
head, pressing her lips to his piss hole. Shamefully she thrust out
her tongue, eagerly licking the tasty cock juice from the tingling
tip of his prick.
“Unnggh! That feels good, Mom!” Walter writhed on the edge of
the bed, holding her head with both hands. “Put it in your mouth,
Mom! Suck it! Unggh, suck it good!”
Patty shut her eyes, trying to block out the knowledge that she
was now the kind of mother who gave blow jobs to her very own son.
Gradually she let her lips slide onto his pulsing fuck organ,
slurping in inch after inch of his giant, throbbing cock. She
stopped when she’d inhaled over a third of it, when she would have
choked herself if she’d tried to swallow any more of his cock meat.
Then the horny mother started sucking the prick extremely hard,
keeping her eyes closed as she nursed contentedly on the aching
stiffness of his hard-on. An absurd voice in the back of her mind
still tried to justify what she was doing. She was showing him how
awful he’d feel if he let his own mother suck his prick.
Patty sucked the tasty cock harder and harder, shocking herself
with her eagerness to mouth and slurp her own child’s prick. She
forced her face closer to his hairy crotch base, gagging herself,
dying to swallow all of his cock meat in one swallow. The huge prick
responded to her hard, wet sucking by growing even bigger and
stiffer. The cock knob puffed up obscenely, pulsating on the roof of
her gullet.
“Ummlllppp,” Patty gurgled.
Her lewd, slurping sounds of cocksucking contentment had become
very loud too, filling up the bedroom. Feverishly she started
bobbing her head up and down, fucking her mouth with her boy’s big
prick. Her fingers tightened on the root of his cock. Then she
furiously started jacking his prick as she sucked the tip, swirling
and basting her tongue around the mushroom-shaped crown, lapping up
the salty spunk as it dribbled out of his enormous, aching prick.
“Mom, I’m gonna cum soon!” Walter groaned. “Unggh! I can feel
it, Mom! It’s really going to be a big one! Oh, suck it, suck me
hard! You’re such a fantastic cocksucker!”
The shocking, disgusting compliment was music to her ears.
Patty felt her face redden as she started sucking cock as hard as she
could, rapidly puckering and bellowing her cheeks around the cum-
laden stiffness of his cock. Her fist was a blur, whacking up and
down his hard-on. She was desperate to nurse a heavy, spurting load
out of his cock, to be forced to swallow as fast as she could to gulp
down all of her son’s cum.
“Swallow it, Mom! Cumming, cumming!”
He clutched her head, thrusting his hips off the bed, fucking
his cockshaft another inch between her lips. Patty started to gag,
but then, at last, her horny cocksucking efforts were finally
rewarded. A tremendous shower of spunk blasted out of his swollen
cockhead, squirting and splattering down his cum-loving mother’s
throat.
“Ummmllppp!” Patty gurgled.
The cock juice was spewing into her mouth, squirting on her
tonsils and running down her throat. Feverishly she clung to the
enormous, cream-shooting cock, loving the taste of her young son’s
seed. Shamefully, the horny mother started sucking, jacking and
swallowing all at the same time, not wanting to release her boy’s
prick until she’d sucked every droplet of salty cream from the crown
of his cock meat.
After nearly a half-minute, the cum-explosion was over, and the
stacked blonde mother had her belly full of cock juice she’d secretly
craved. She raised her head from her son’s crotch, dazed and
desperately horny, running her tongue around her mouth to lick up the
cream. Patty was breathing hard, and her pussy was so wet that it
had completely soaked her panty crotch band.
Walter’s prick was still very hard, and throbbing in front of
her face. Patty’s pussy spasmed as she suddenly imagined the huge,
fat pussy-pleaser plowing into her hairy cuntslit, ramming deeply in
and out her cunt.
“Well. I hope you’re satisfied, Walter,” she panted. “You
actually got Mommy to suck your big prick for you. I suppose now you
want to do other dirty things with Mommy too.”
Walter grinned, nodding. Patty rose to her feet, fumbling with
her shirt buttons, unable to stop staring at her child’s enormous
cock.
“Then I think you’d better take off the rest of your clothes,
Walter. Now that we’ve begun, we’d better get these disgusting
desires out of your system once and for all.”
Walter grinned again, kicking off his shoes and sliding his
pants off the rest of the way. All he had on now was his shirt, and
he didn’t need to take that off to give his mom the hard fucking she
needed. He sat up, watching her strip. Patty felt a flush of pride
as she shrugged the shirt off, revealing her enormous tits.
“You like Mommy’s big tits, don’t you, Walter?” she asked.
Patty ran her hands up her slim waist, cupping the giant, spongy tits
and kneading them lasciviously. The nipples capping the creamy
double D-cuppers were very wide and red, with stiff, protuberant
tips. Patty kicked off her shoes and undid her jeans. Then, naked
except for her panties, she joined her son on the bed.
“You can go ahead and suck Mommy’s titties now, Walter. I
suppose you’ve been thinking about that when you jack off too.”
Walter just nodded. He knelt beside his mother, filing his
hands with her gigantic, firm tits. Hungrily he kneaded and squeezed
the tremendous tits, rolling them, and fanning his thumbs across the
nipples. Patty shuddered as the pleasure of the tit massage went
straight into her cunt.
“You — you can suck them if you like,” she panted.
Walter sprawled on top of her, opening his mouth wide to engulf
one straining nipple. Feverishly he started slurping on his mother’s
enormous tit, sucking and puckering his cheek, just as he’d once
nursed milk out of her tits as a suckling baby. Patty whimpered, the
need in her pussy growing stronger by the second. She tenderly
cradled her loving son’s head, encouraging him to suck Mommy’s tits
as much as he liked.
“You — you can touch my pussy now,” she whispered. “I suppose
you want to do that too.”
Walter slid his hand down, moving it between her thighs to press
his finger against her pussy. Then he stopped tit-sucking and looked
triumphantly into her eyes.
“Man, Mom! You’re really dripping!”
Patty blushed. She’d known her pussy was wet, but she didn’t
know it was so wet that even her inner thighs were slick with her
oozing pussy oils. Walter seemed fascinated by his mom’s hot, creamy
pussy. He grasped her panties and pulled them off, and the panty
crotch stuck to her wet, throbbing cunt. Now his stacked, sexy
mother was completely naked. Walter spread her thighs apart, staring
at the wet, throbbing pussy that had birthed him so many years
before.
“What are you looking at me like that for, Walter?” Patty
panted. “Why don’t you just go ahead and ram you big prick into me
right now? I know that’s what you want to do, even if I am your
mother.”
“Wanna lick it first,” Walter mumbled.
And then he sprawled between her long legs, pushing up her
thighs to give his mouth better access to her throbbing, tasty
cuntslit. It took the naked mother a minute to even understand that
her son wanted to suck her pussy. Then she shuddered, biting her lip
as she felt the first pressure of his tongue sluicing tentatively
between the fragrant folds of her cunt.
“Ungggh! Oh, Walter! What … what are you doing that for,
Walter? Unggh! Unnggh!”
Walter was too busy licking to reply. He obviously loved the
taste of his mother’s pussy, loved the way it felt to move his tongue
busily up and down her pink, juice-glistening cunt. Patty instantly
felt afraid of how she might act now. She’d been horny enough before
Walter went down on her. She didn’t know how outlandishly she might
behave if he made her already aching cunt even wetter and itchier
with his tongue.
“No, Walter! You….unggh….you don’t have to lick Mommy’s
pussy! Unnggh! Just fuck your mother, Walter. I now that’s what
you want!”
Walter didn’t answer. He held his mother’s pussy lips open with
his fingers, allowing him to thrust his tongue deeper into her wet,
fragrant hole. The fuck cream kept running out of her cuntal depths,
and her clit was very fat and swollen, protruding at the top of her
fur-fringed cuntslit.
Walter moved his tongue higher, proving his skill as a pussy
licker as he began swabbing his mom’s clit from side to side. The
naked mother squealed, clutching his head with both hands. Then she
urgently started thrusting and fucking her hips off the bed, urgently
fucking her wet pussy onto his face.
“Yes, Walter,” she cried hoarsely. “Unngggh! Mommy needs
sucking now! Mommy needs sucking bad! Unggh! Lick Mommy’s clitty,
Walter! Oh, suck it, suck it good, make your mother cum!”
Walter kept licking and kissing, pausing to rub his face on the
dense, platinum colored curls that covered her lower belly in a rich
moss. Now he straightened his fingers, pushing them into the narrow,
clinging interior of his mother’s pussy channel. Patty shuddered as
her son started jacking off her throbbing cunt, licking directly on
her clit at the same time.
“Suck it, Walter! Oh, please!”
Walter took her clit between his lips. He sucked it gently but
forcefully, slurping on it, at the same time pumping his fingers
rapidly in and out of her cunt. Patty felt the cum welling up deep
inside of her, making her nipples and asshole tingle as the pre-
orgasmic sensations violently pleasured her whole body. Then she was
cumming, cumming uncontrollably, while her very own son sucked her
cunt.
“Eat it, Walter! Unnggh! Lick it, lick your mother! Cumming,
cuummmiiinnnggg!”
Her throbbing pussy spasmed and spewed, giving her child a
mouthful of pussy juice to lick and suck up. Walter kept sucking her
clit and jacking her off, guiding her through the peak of her orgasm.
It was nearly a minute before the spasms subsided. By then, Patty
had an aching need deep, deep inside her pussy that she’d never felt
before. She desperately need to feel her son’s fat, meaty prick
pounding into her cunt as fast as he could shove it in.
“You….you can fuck your mother no, Walter. I know that’s what
you really want. Go ahead, Walter. Shove it in. Hurry!”
Walter mounted his naked mother, crawling up between her thighs
with his giant, dripping cock pulsing over his stomach. Impatiently
Patty reached down, grasping the cockshaft and directing the cock
knob to her pussy. She whimpered and bit her lip as she felt the
meaty prick boring into her and stretching her pouty pussy lips to
bursting around the invading thickness of his cock.
“Unnggh! Oh, you’ve really got a fat one, Walter! Unnggh!
You’re really going to have to stuff it in, aren’t you? Go ahead.
Unggh! Shove it up Mommy’s pussy, honey. Hurry, hurry!
Walter spread his knees apart, to put his hips in the best
position to hammer in his cock. Then he started stroking, in and
out, fucking his organ deeper into his mother with every stroke.
Patty raised her head, looking down, watching the veined cockshaft
gooshing in and out of her clinging pussy. The sight was violently
exciting. She started humping and wiggling her round little ass,
thrusting her throbbing pussy onto Walter’s huge cock.
“You….you can fuck me deeper, Walter,” she panted. “Go ahead,
Walter. Fuck Mommy’s tight cunt just as deep as you can!”
Walter started stroking harder, making his mother grimace and
shudder as he really started nailing his immense cock into her
clinging, throbbing pussy. At last it was all the way inside her,
buried to the balls in her cunt. Patty had never felt so stuffed
with hard cock in her life.
Her pussy was sucking and spasming uncontrollably now, constantly
nursing around the huge, belly-probing stiffness of his cock. Walter
lay motionless on top of her for several seconds. He
let his elbow bend, crushing her huge tits under his descending
chest.
“Fuck your mother, Walter!”
The intensity of her incestuous desire becoming more apparent,
Patty cocked her legs as high as she could and locked her calves
together across his back. Then she started wiggling and humping like
a bitch in heat, frantically fucking her tight, wet pussy onto her
own son’s cock.
“I said fuck me, Walter! Mommy’s awfully horny now! Fuck me,
fuck me good!”
Walter pulled out, withdrawing until only the crown of his
bloated, dripping hard-on distended his mother’s pussy lips. He
shuddered as he came down hard again, again spearing every inch of
his giant fuck organ into her pussy. By then Patty was humping like
a sex-starved machine, her huge tit mounds bouncing and quivering as
she pistoned her pussy onto her son’s prick. Walter met his mother’s
rhythm, slamming his cock deeply into her buttery, sucking cunt.
“That’s right, Walter! Unngggh! Oh, shit, do it harder, fuck
Mommy’s cunt as hard as you can!” Patty wrapped her arms around his
shoulders, hugging him tight, gasping and squealing as her pussy
spasmed uncontrollably around his big cock. “Fuck me, Walter! Fuck
me!”
Walter panted on her shoulder, and then he started fucking his
mother as hard as he could. Relentlessly he worked his hips between
her thighs, grunting as he rammed his giant, arrow-like prick into
the gooey depths of her sucking pussy. Already the horny mother
could feel the second series of spasms welling up in her loins,
making her ravished, cock-filled fuck hole suck even tighter around
Walter’s prick.
“Mommy’s cumming again, honey! Fuck your mother, fuck your
horny mother! Unnggh! Cumming, Walter! I’m cummmiinnnggg!”
Her pussy burst lusciously into orgasm, oozing out fuck cream,
the narrow pink walls gripping and contracting around her son’s
tremendously huge cock. Walter collapsed on top of her, ramming his
cock in to the hilt. Then the second load of cum cream gushed out of
his prick. Patty felt it spraying and spewing, erupting deep inside
her pussy, deluging her womb with a hot, soothing load of jizz.
Hornily she flexed her fucking muscles around the erupting
cockshaft, helping her child drain the reservoir in his balls
completely in her pussy. But she could already feel her guilt, shame
and disgust returning now that she’d succumbed to the craving to to
give her pussy to her own son. This would be the first time, she
thought, and also the last. She simply couldn’t live with herself if
she continued to relieve her own son’s cock every time it got achey
and stiff.
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Kelly had gone to visit her mother for the week, leaving me to prep the house for our first paying guests. As luck would have it, the inn would be full this weekend. A last minute booking of all five bedrooms on the second floor guaranteed by a family get-together.
I had succeeded in cleaning the house thoroughly by late Wednesday, remembering something Kelly and I had left in the attic. Entering the room around sunset, I felt that all too familiar tingling in my loins. Looking down, I watched as my penis rose and stiffened in my boxers. (not wanting to dirty good clothes, I had taken to cleaning in my gotchies)
Suddenly, I felt very, very tired and sat on the big four poster bed. I laid back and almost immediately fell asleep. How long I slept, I cannot say, but it couldn’t have been too long because the sun was just disappearing when I felt a presence in the room with me. Looking around, I saw nothing. Dismissing the thought, I drifted off again, only to feel my cock being freed from its cotton jail. Looking at my crotch, I again saw nothing. I felt a warm wet sensation around the head of my raging hard manhood. Slowly the warm dampness spread down my shaft, a velvet softness that felt just like a woman enveloping me in her cunt.
I was frozen in place. I felt the warmth rise and fall on my shaft, but saw nothing but my prick sticking straight up in the air. I began to feel the tingling in my nut sac, letting me know that I was close to coming. Still staring at myself, I grunted with the release as I felt my seed speed up through my shaft. But to my surprise, in spite of the intensity of the feeling, I saw no sperm ejaculate from the tip of my swollen cock. I tried to reach for my dick, but could not move. My arms felt pinned to the bed. I was getting freaked!
As my imaginary orgasm subsided I began to see the faint shape of a voluptuous woman riding atop me. She had long blonde hair, very large breasts and her mid-section was encased in a whalebone corset. Her face was set in an orgasmic grimace as she continued to impale herself on me. My hips rose and fell and my cock felt the velvet softness of her vaginal canal as it squeezed and coaxed me toward another climax. I did not disappoint her, thrusting deeply into the apparition, I came again, feeling her suck the life giving syrup out of my pulsating balls.
The ghostly figure took on a more solid appearance, leaning over my and offering me one of her pendulous breasts. I eagerly took the dark, fleshy nipple in my mouth and suckled like a hungry infant as she continued to ride my still stiff member. I ached from the exertion of continuously fucking this nymphomaniacal ghost, but I could not bring myself to stop. Her nipple felt soft in my mouth and my tongue experienced the sensation of licking live flesh and my ears were treated to the music of her moans as I sucked and fucked the rubenesque spirit.
Again I felt my balls draw up , signaling yet another explosion of sperm, and, when it came, I screamed in ecstasy as I felt three strong spurts of my semen blow out of the slit in my cockhead and bathe her with the warm, gooey cream.
And again her form took on more definition, as if my cum was bringing her to life. She guided one of my hands to her sperm and honey soaked dark bush, indicating that I should massage her now prominent clit. Meeting my up-thrusts and clit strumming, her moans ran together into a siren song until she stiffened, caught her breathe and orgasmed, wildly thrashing above me. The feel of her cunt as it spasmed around my cock was indescribable. I grabbed the cheeks of her ample ass, fucking harder and faster, lifting her off the bed and groaning as she swallowed my manhood each time she dropped into my lap.
We must have done this for most of the night. It was mostly a blur to me. I remember coming six times, and with each ejaculation, this lovely Victorian lady became more and more real to me, until I noticed the orange-pink wisps of sunrise peering through the window. When her vision first came to me, her dark brown hair was tied up in a bun, but as the night wore on , more and more of her hair fell about her face. Finally sated, or perhaps afraid of the daylight, she rose off my still hard cock, bent over it, kissing the dark pink crown. Her lips parted and she licked the remnants of our lovemaking from the head and shaft before walking to the mirror. She turned and whispered, “Come back to me.” then disappeared into the mirror.
I blinked, not believing what I had seen. I rubbed my bleary eyes, but she was gone! I looked at my aching penis, beginning to droop. All evidence of our tryst had disappeared.
Even the scent of her sex, which had permeated the room not five minutes ago, was gone.
I stumbled to the mirror, hoping to see her image somewhere, but saw nothing but my haggard sleepless face. I turned from the mirror and walked on unsteady feet to the door, closing it behind me. I barely made it to the second floor, where I collapsed on a guest bed and slept for eight hours.
Waking up in mid-afternoon with a start, I recalled the previous nights activity with crystal clarity, but, except for the chafing on my cock there was no evidence that I had done anything at all. Hurrying through my chores, I finished just before sunset. Drawn to the attic, I returned there, determined to clarify whether or not I imagined what had happened. I sat and waited in eager anticipation of her arrival. Shortly after the last rays of sunshine disappeared behind the mountains, my lovely apparition returned, floating through the mirror surface. Her hair was up, but she wore a see-through nightgown that draped off her breasts, barely hiding her voluptuous figure. I even saw the silhouette of her dark bush behind the gauzy fabric.
Mesmerized, I watched her float toward me, stop in front of me and sink to her knees.
Slowly, she undid my pants, freeing my cock from its cotton jail. Grabbing the shaft and squeezing gently, she lowered her face to the dark pink helmet of my penis, and, extending her tongue, gingerly licked the drops of clear liquid that had formed there. Opening her lips, I watched in awe as the head passed her pale pink lips. I could feel the warmth of her mouth as it enveloped my shaft, shivering in delight as her tongue swirled around the head. As her tongue played with the underside of my cockhead, I wished I could come right then and there! It was sheer exquisite torture, watching and feeling her tongue as it slid up and down my piss slit. It almost felt as if she were trying to slip the tip up into my cock, seeking the source of my manhood.
Grabbing her head, I tried to guide her mouth further down the shaft, swallowing more and more of me, but she would not be rushed. In my zeal to poke her throat, I dislodged her comb, and her hair cascaded down around her face, obscuring every detail except her lips, clearly seen sucking on my prick. “Ohhhh! Goddd! That feels soooo good!” I moaned, still watching as she slowly devoured my meat.
She hummed her reply, making my cock jump. I felt her fingers as they lightly grazed my leg, wandering slowly up toward my raging cock. Her touch was like an electric current! When her fingers cupped my sac, I thought I would faint, her nails lightly scratching the crinkly skin, her palms warm against my testicles. Still humming and slurping, her head bobbed faster. Perhaps she was getting impatient. I assured her it would not be long before her loving oral caresses would be rewarded. She looked up into my eyes as she sucked deeper, one of her long nailed fingers worming its way past my sphincter.
“Ohhhh! Ahhhh! Cummminnnggg! NNNNGGHH!” I screamed as I felt the rush of sperm course up through my burgeoning penis. Grabbing the base with her other hand, she opened her mouth so I could watch her feast on my cream, she said, “Feed me!”
I watched as my cock spat glob after glob of viscous fluid onto her waiting tongue. Stroking and squeezing my shaft, she milked the last drops from me, swallowing the mouthful of warm cum. She stood up and I wiped a small amount of semen from the corner of her full lips and stuck the finger in my mouth..
She seemed almost horrified by the act and grabbing my face in her hands planted a deep kiss on my lips, worming her tongue well inside, as if she were searching for the droplet I had taken from her mouth.
Pushing me down on the bed, she told me she was still hungry. She positioned herself over my still rampant cock and settled her damp pussy over my face. I opened up the petals of her flower, sinking my face into the steamy dampness of her sex. Breathing in the heavy scent of her aroused cunt, I licked and sucked on the fleshy outer lips listening to her moan as her lips engulfed my cock again.
Latching onto her clit, I sucked voraciously as I pushed two, then three fingers palm deep into her leaking snatch. She squirmed and squealed as I scratched the front wall of her cloying vagina, searching for her g-spot. Finding the spongy tissue I scratched and rubbed until my fingers began to cramp. She was now bucking against my hand and face, tickling me with the coarse black hairs of her pussy.
She pulled free of my cock as she orgasmed for the fist time, rubbing the head all over her face as she moaned and thrashed, leaking healthy amounts of her love syrup onto my face. I drank from her spasming cunt, not allowing it to escape from my lips, savoring the sweet saltiness of her.
She caressed my balls with her lips and tongue urging them to fill her with their wonderful contents before resuming the throat fucking. Meanwhile, spurred on by the scent and taste of her luscious twat I pushed my fingers back in, only this time I used four, at first, then tried to push my fist inside, all the while rasping her clit with my tongue, teasing the tip, then bathing the whole of her warm wet muff.
“Mmmfff! MMMffff!” she moaned loudly as I gently pushed my fist into her. Pulling off my cock, she cried “Oh my God! What are you doing? It‘s so big!”
“Does it feel good?” I asked between licks of her labia.
“Oh God Yes! Your filling my cunny! It feels hard like a cock! What is it?”
“I’m fucking you with my fist!” I replied as I churned my hand deep inside her, scraping the walls of her cloying cunt with my fingertips.
“Ohhh! Don’t stop! I’m going to spend! Yess! AAAHHHH!” she screamed as her vaginal muscles flexed, squeezing my hand. Latching onto her quivering clit, I sucked hard as she orgasmed violently, squirting her love juice all over my face. Pulling my honey soaked hand from her very tight, very wet pussy, alternately licking the clear liquid from my fingers and her swollen lips and bush.
Regaining her composure, she returned to her task of emptying my balls of their precious contents, slurping and sucking as I thrust my hips upward, feeling my cockhead brush the back of her throat. Interminable minutes passed as she bathed my dick with her spit until I could contain myself no longer and, with a grunt, announced that I was pouring yet another serving of my precious semen into her insatiable mouth.
“My cunny is burning! Please put out my fire!” she pleaded as she positioned herself on the bed, ass in the air, pussylips spread wide, showing the moist pink flesh of her inner twat. “Fuck me! Please?”
Looking down at my amazingly stiff, spit and cum covered manhood, I stepped behind her and shoved myself deep inside her waiting muff. “Yess!” she hissed, “Fuck me ! Hard Fast! Rough! I’m your slave!”
Reaching around her ample waist, I grabbed a handful of each breast, kneading each one like a ball of dough as I pistonned in and out of her hot wetness, wishing only to splatter my sperm deep in her ghostly womb. I knew that this apparition was draining the life from me with each orgasm, but I could not bring myself to stop. “Fuck me like a dog in heat!” she begged. Her butt cheeks rippled with each thrust, my balls slapped against her puffy lips, and her pussy farted each time my pubic bone jarred against her. “”I’m such a bad girl!” she taunted, “Punish me! Punish me with your cock!.”
The more she spoke, the harder and faster I fucked into her. I pinched her nipple hard with my left hand while scratching her clit with the other, making her moan between taunts. I wormed a finger into her sloppy wet slit, rubbing against the underside of my cuckold.
We built each other up toward another orgasmic crescendo, her vaginal muscles compressing around my cock and finger until her breath caught in her throat. “Ohhh! Ohhhh! OOOHHHH! I’m spending!” she cried, collapsing on the bed.
I pulled out, my cock dripping with the slick honey from her cooze. “Oh God! Please don’t stop!” I rolled her over, grabbed her legs, resting the back of her knees in the crooks of my arms and stepped forward, my cock sliding effortlessly in between the bedewed lips of her hungry sex. “Ahhh! Yesss! Watch yourself fuck me!”
Following her directions I looked down where we were connected, my penis sawing in and out, pulling her tight pussy flesh out with me, and swallowing my still hard cock.
“I love the feel of your cock! You fill me deliciously!” she cooed smiling up at me.
The sweat was rolling off my forehead with the exertion of this fuckfest, but I continued to push in and out of her increasing the speed of our rhythmic coupling. She noticed me staring at her breasts, rippling with each thrust. She grabbed my hands, pulling them toward her, bending her over so her knees were almost even with her ears. My fingers touched her nipples and an electric shock shot through my body. My cock exploded deep in her cunt, smearing my seed all over the cloying walls.
I collapsed on top of her, my head between her large breasts. She held me in place until she was sure that my cock was empty of the serum she craved. Offering me a nipple to suck she rolled me off and sliding her hand up and down my shaft. Panting, I pleaded into her tit that she stop and give me a rest.
“Only if you promise to cum again for me before the sun comes up.”
“I’m not sure I can” I replied.
“It’s still hard. And I’m certain that I can make you cum again.”
I was too weak to fight, and let her do as she pleased. She rolled me on my back and surrounded my raging hard-on with her breasts, smearing them with the leftovers from our just completed fuck. As the helmet of my penis peeked out from her cleavage she licked the slit with her tongue. “Mmmmm! I love the taste of your cock! But you already know that” she teased, letting the boner disappear, only to re-emerge and get licked again.
Tiring of this game she re-mounted herself on top of me sighing as she felt my stiff flesh as it parted her cuntlips.
She quickly became lost in the lust for come and bounced up and down, almost letting me escape before swallowing me up. I was being used , but didn’t care. She only wanted me for my semen, not for me. Leaning backward, she found that my prick would massage her g-spot and moaned as she bent my spear to make her come. Then she leaned forward, offering me a suck on her pendulous breasts. Rocking back and forth, she milked my shaft as she came again with a gush, bathing my torso with great gobs of her vaginal fluid.
The smell of our fucking was assaulting my nostrils. All I could smell was the bleachy scent of my sperm and the overwhelming scent of her overactive cunt.
Finally, I felt the telltale rush that happens just before ejaculation, and grunting weakly,
Sprayed the last dregs of cum from my overused balls. She rose up and standing next to me. Reaching her hand down, she asked in a throaty whisper, “Will you come with me?”
I stood up on wobbly knees. “Where?” I said, still under her spell.
“Follow me!” she said, taking my hand and leading me to the mirror. She started to step through it. “Come to me, lover!” she whispered.
I started to follow. With part of me still in the attic, I felt a hand pull me back. Turning to look, I saw a terrified Kelly pulling me back into the room. My apparition lover, tugged me into the mirror. “Come, lover! I can offer you all the sex you want. Something she will NEVER do!”
I felt myself drifting further into the mirror world. Kelly pulled hard, saying, “ I love you! She only wants you to play with! Come back! Please? I don’t want to lose you!”
I had two women fighting over me! What do I do?
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