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Chain of Mistakes: Day Two

Devin: 15 years old. 5 “7 ½”. Sandy, brown hair. Brown eyes.
Nora: 16 years old. 5 “7”. Long, black hair. Blue eyes.
Rose: 18 years old. 5 “8”. Semi-long brown hair, usually kept in a ponytail. Blue eyes (like her mother and sister).
Things were strange after that night things between Nora and I, with good reason. She kept her promise though. She didn’t tell anyone, not even Rose. Rose didn’t sense anything either. I could tell if this was a good thing or not. My head was hurting a lot since that day and my thoughts were becoming more and more twisted. I was scaring myself.
Since we were on summer break, I didn’t have school to retreat to. All I had was my room and my mind and both of them reminded me of what I’d done to Nora. Something inside of my head seemed to be spreading throughout my brain and it was controlling me. I felt weak against it.
We all sat at the table, eating the breakfast Rose had prepared. Halfway through it, Nora told us she was full and would be taking a shower upstairs. I knew she was trying to do it beforehand, in case Rose would leave later, leaving her alone with me. It angered me a bit since I had no intention of raping her. Not unless she did something that angered me, like last or night or now. Five minutes later I found myself telling my sister I was finished as well, placing my plate in the sink and sneaking upstairs. I heard the shower running and saw it as an opportunity. I entered the bathroom, shutting the door behind me and undressed and hid my clothes in the hamper.
Nora hadn’t noticed I was there yet. I opened the shower curtains quietly, sliding into the shower. She was quite oblivious since she was facing the shower head and for a moment I watched as she cleaned herself, then slid the wash cloth between her legs. She winced then sighed.
I couldn’t take it, I grabbed her from behind, covering her mouth and as she let out a muffled scream
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“It’s me,” I told her, trying to comfort her. I hadn’t taken into consideration that I was something to fear. I pressed myself against her, letting my cock, which was quickly hardening; press against her firm ass.
I had her turn around and get on her knees.
“Suck me until I say stop,” I commanded. She hesitated, her mouth only inches from my cock.
I held my cock in my hand, grabbing the back of her head and forcing into her mouth, she gagged.
“Then do it,” I snarled at her as she gasped for breath. She reluctantly obeyed, slowly sucking me off, bobbing her head back and forth. I enjoyed the wet sensation that wrapped around my hardening tool.
I grunted as she sucked me off more and more. I had a massive hard on. I grabbed the back of her head and pulled her off of me. She looked up in horror, thinking she had done something wrong.
“You did fine,” I assured her, telling her to face the wall and brace her hands against it with her ass out. I caressed it as I slipped a finger into her pussy, feeling as it got wetter. She moaned.
“How does it feel?” I asked her..
“Good,” she said right on beat as she bucked against my finger. I added another finger for good measure.
“Ready for my cock?” I asked her, holding my cock in my other hand.
She looked over her shoulder, down at my dick and bit her lip. Damn was she sexy! I didn’t even wait for a reply and slowly inserted myself into her, taking into consideration that she was slightly sore, but she felt too damn good as her soaked cavern wrapped around me tightly. I sped up, holding onto her hips for leverage. Her hands slowly turned into fist on the wall as she took in each thrust. I leaned down slightly, sucking on her neck as water poured on me from behind, soaking my hair. I got carried away and slipped a finger into her asshole and I was forced to muffle the scream that slipped from her mouth with my hand.
I slammed her head into the wall for not controlling herself and she let out a cry against my hand. I decided she needed to be punished and pulled out, sliding my tip into her ass hole. She groaned into my hand, trying to pull away from me. I moved the hand that wasn’t on her mouth and slid it below her below her arm from behind, cupping her breast. My sister’s breathing caught as I groped her delicately and forced more and more inside of her.
“Nora, you alright in there?” I hear Rose say. I freeze, but slowly pulled out of Nora. Nora turned around to face me and I stared hard at her.
“Yeah I’m alright,” she said, not too convincing. I began to grind my teeth at her.
“Are you sure? I thought I heard you scream,” Rose questioned.
“Yeah I just uh-slipped,” Nora lied.
Despite that awful lie, Rose didn’t suspect anything.
“Sorry, you probably want to continue your shower, but I tried looking for Devin to ask him if he heard anything and I couldn’t find him. So I came in here to just check on you myself. I’ll try looking for him again. It’s not like he disappeared,” Rose laughed and I heard the door close.
“Shit,” I cursed under my breath. My dick was still hard, but I had to get out there so I resisted the urge to fuck Nora any further. I hopped out of the shower, wrapping a towel around my waist and peaking outside to make sure Rose wasn’t there. I heard footsteps downstairs and quickly, but carefully hurried to my mother’s room across the hall. I opened the door and stood in the middle of the room.
“LOOKING FOR ME ROSE?” I called.
She hurried up the stairs and gave me a confused look.
“What are you doing in here?” she asked.
“I was taking a shower, but heard you as I was getting out. I had to get a towel first,” I told her.
“Why not downstairs?’” she asked.
“Mom has better shampoo,” I lied.
She kind of chuckled then looked down; I followed her eyes to see my dick still rising proudly. Somehow I was embarrassed despite having done what I did to my sister only minutes before. In a way, I was also turned on.
I looked back up and stared straight at Rose. Rose was pretty good looking person you stopped to think about it. For one, her breasts were huge. I didn’t know for sure, but you probably did. She had to be D cup, at least. Not to mention her banging hour glass figure that she probably inherited from you, in contrast to Nora’s petite body and B cup-ish breast. . If I spend another moment ogling my sister I might have blown my load right there. Thankfully Rose found an excuse to leave and did.
I watched her ass sway as she left my room and wondered if she did it on purpose. I went into the rest room, standing in front of the mirror. I wrapped my hand around my cock and jacked off hard as I watched myself in the mirror. I used my pre-cum as lube as I rubbed myself even harder, continuing to stare at myself. I smiled as I blew my load all over the sink and mirror. Then I looked at myself again, except I saw someone else. t was like my body had become the home of two different people.
***
Later that night I was awaken to a pair of sweet, alluring lips. I lifted my head to have more and heard a soft giggle from my unknown partner. I felt a hand on my chest that slowly slid down to the waistband of my boxers. I shivered in anticipation as the hand slid lower, playing my cock all the way from the tip to my balls. I was only half awake, but my lower half had full response. I opened my eyes to see a pair of bright blue ones, staring down at me and all that seemed to come into focus.
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Read the character description to get the ending. Who should the blue eyes belong to?I honestly don’t know myself to be quite honest with you. Probably not going to be doing this posting every day thing, so enjoy it while you can. I was logged out the first time posting this so I had to retype it and didn’t feel like checking it too carefully.

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Secrets chapter 2 part 1

Secrets: Chapter 2 part 1
It was about two weeks after the incident with Kristi when thing went over the edge again, not with Kristi, but it was yet another secret that must be kept, and more guilt for me to bear.
My bowling team had made it to the finals, a first for us. Everyone wanted to be there to cheer us on, so Beth, Kristi, Traci, Bobbi (my wife’s niece), Megan (Traci’s best friend), and Heather (my niece) all joined us at the bowling alley. Of course my sister (Brandi) was there, along with her two younger daughters, Beth’s one sister (Brea), and her youngest daughter (Abbey). We didn’t do very well the first set, lost by fifteen pins, but we didn’t care. Why? Well by that time we were all getting pretty hammered, the adults anyway. My fan club did their job on the next set of ten frames, cheering me on to the best game I had ever rolled, and distracting our opponents. We won by twenty pins. If we could win the third game, we would take home the trophy, or at least didn’t lose by more than four pins. The only problem now was that my entire team was drunk.
I stepped up to roll my first ball and saw twenty pins at the end of the alley. I shook my head and stepped back off to give myself a minute. My dad, the captain of our team, asked me what was wrong, and I told him. His answer to me was: “You only have to knock down ten, so what’s the problem?” We all laughed and I rolled a strike. I guess his advice worked, that time anyway, since it was the last strike I got the entire game. We ended up losing by twenty pins. As we were all getting ready to leave, Bobbi, Megan, Heather, and Abbey asked if they could stay with us for the night, a sleep over.
Beth and I knew what they really wanted, we were the cool relatives, the partiers of the family and they knew we would let them drink at our place.
When we made it home, I help Kristi set up the karaoke machine, while Beth and Traci fixed up some mixed drinks. The evening went on with the girls and Beth singing and dancing, hell, even I showed off some of my moves. About three hours later however the girls were all still going strong, and Beth and I was starting to drag do to our buzz. We sat back on the couch and watched the girls carry on. I have to admit that at first I felt a little bit nervous about being the only man in the apartment, but by the time I was ready to crash I didn’t care. Since it was an apartment there wasn’t a lot of space, and Kristi used that to her advantage a few time by sitting on my lap when there was no other seat to be had. But once Beth took the seat next to me on the couch that ended.
Beth was always a bit cold blooded, it didn’t take much for her to catch a chill, and after all the activity and now setting she became cold. She snuggled up to my side and draped a blanket over top our laps. Of course she pulled it up around her neck. As we sat and watched the girls I could not help but notice how attractive our family was. All of the girls were pretty, each in the own way, and a couple were down right sexy. Bobbi was one of those sexy ones. She was dancing right in front of me as Traci sang some pop tune. She had a sweet little body on her, a tight round ass, full hips, a tiny waist, and a nice pair of firm round breasts, not quite as large as Terri’s but close. If I had to guess I would say a good solid 36C. She was petite like the rest of the women of the family, only standing five foot-three inches, with a thick head of dirty blonde hair. She had a round face, a button nose, big brown eyes, a full lips. The other sexy one was my niece, Heather. Her and Bobbi were built very similar, although Heather’s breasts were a bit smaller when it came to poking out from her body, but more full. I would have to say a firm 32D. She was an inch taller than Bobbi even though she was a year younger, Heather had thick brown hair, big brown eyes, and she too had a round face. When the song ended, Abbey took over the mic, and Traci, Morgan, and Heather joined Bobbi in the center of the floor for a group dance. Morgan was a pretty girl, round face, dark, wavy red hair, with green eyes, and a pair of plump lips. She was a lot like Traci, a little pouchy around the middle, but had a nice round rump. Her breasts were not all that big, but what she had was shape perfectly, and firm as hell. They bounced as she danced, but there was no wiggle. And to watch those four dance was enough to make any man hard, and I was no exception. Of course Beth did not help matters.
You see soon as I had the machine up and running I slipped out of my jeans and sweater into my sleep-pants and a T-shirt. And as I watched the girls dance, Beth had reached down under the blanket, carefully pulled my growing cock out of the front hole and was stroking me slowly. Between her experienced hand-work, and the girls shaking everything they had in front of me, I was rock hard in no time. All I could do was lay my head back and enjoy. It wasn’t long before I felt myself starting to build to orgasm, and wasn’t sure what to do. But at that same time the room started to spin and I closed my eyes, and Beth stopped pumping me. I glance over at her and Beth was pushing up off the couch. She made sure the blanket covered me well, as she had left my throbbing rod out of my pants. She stumbled a little and Traci caught her.
“I have to pee.” Beth stated, wobbly and slurred. “Don’t you go anywhere.” She gave me a knowing, lusty smile and stumbled her way down the hall to the bathroom.
I laid my head back again and noticed Kristi and Abbey shuffling down the hallway behind Beth. Morgan popped another CD in and they all started to dance again. It was obvious that they all were getting tipsy, as I closed my eyes and waited for Beth to return and finish what she had started, knowing full well that we would soon have to take it to our bedroom for the finale.
I don’t know how long I laid there on the couch waiting, as I was drifting in and out, but I was happy to feel Beth’s hand slip under the blanket. She ran her hand up my leg, and over my still hard cock. Rubbing it with her palms before lacing her fingers around the meaty shaft. Slowly she started to stroke up and down once again. I just laid there with my eyes closed, enjoying the wonderful sensation, listening to the music, and trying my damnedest not to moan. It wasn’t long before I felt a second hand start massaging my balls gently, almost fearfully. Shortly after that I felt the blanket lift up from my lap, and the cool air of the room whisper over my engorged head.
“What are you doing?” I asked Beth, freaking out because of the girls being in the room. But when I opened my eyes, Beth was not there at all, just Traci, Morgan, Bobbi, and Heather. Traci was sitting beside me where Beth had been, her finger gripping my shaft. Heather was sitting on the arm of the couch at my other side, watching intently, as was Bobbi as she kneeled at me leg below Heather, and Morgan sat on the floor between my legs, her right hand cupping, squeezing my scrotum, while her left reached under her shirt, playing with her breasts. None of them even flinched from my question, they just kept doing what they were doing.
“Mom went to bed and passed out.” Traci whispered into my ear. Her tongue swirling around the outer edges as she finished her sentence, sending waves of sexual desire throughout my entire body. “She said something about finishing you off, but we didn’t understand it until I noticed your dick bounce under the blanket. When I took a peek I was pleasantly surprise to see it out of your pants and hard as a rock. Then I just couldn’t help myself, it was too pretty of a hard on to waste.”
I glanced at each of their pretty young faces, surprised, confused, and stunned that theses four teenage girls would even think of having sex with me, let alone actually doing it. I was younger than Beth, by six years, but still much older than all of them at thirty. Traci and Morgan where the oldest at seventeen, Bobbi a year younger, and Heather was only fifteen. I was drunk too, and the idea of having sex with the four of them excited me beyond belief, not because of their age, or the taboo of it all, I just had never had sex with four women at the same time. But as drunk as I was I still knew it was wrong, just thinking of it brought on a strong sense of guilt, not just for Beth I’m afraid, but for Kristi too. I felt that even my thoughts were a betrayal of both of them. Beth because I loved her so much, and she was my wife, and Kristi, because I loved her too, and had refused her for some of the same reasons the idea now turned me on so much.
“No… we can’t, I can’t.” I breathed. Traci had a masterful hand, what she was doing to me felt so good it took all I had to put the word “no” together.
“No one will ever know, John.” Traci whispered into my ear again, her warm breath sent chills down my spine. “Not as long as you play along.”
That last statement brought me out of the blissful state I had been in, not far enough to kill my erection, Traci and Morgan’s hand made sure of that, but enough that my mind cleared a little more. “What the hell does that mean?”
“As long as you let us do what we want, none of us will ever say a word to anyone.” Traci cooed, as if that would make it seem like less a threat.
“And if I say no?”
“Well… I don’t think, with you being so drunk, you can really stop us. Even if you tried there would be enough noise to wake mom, and what is she going to think when she walks out here and sees your big hard dick sticking out in front of the four of us? You really think she is going to think we are doing it, or that you are trying to make us fuck you?”
I closed my eyes and ran the scenario through my head, and she was right. My seventeen-year-old step-daughter had me, and there was no way out of this for me. I couldn’t believe it. And all the while she sat there threatening me, Traci kept right on pumping my cock, not missing a beat, never changing her rhythm, and keeping me on the edge of ecstasy. “Fine you win… but just this once.”
“We’ll see…” Traci purred, as her mouth took mine, and her tongue quickly found it’s way inside.

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Androids of Evergreen pt4 The New Housemate

Disclaimer: I will be naming several porn stars and fictional characters from other media in this series. The porn stars I name are fictional versions and I own none of the fictional characters from other media, they too are fictional versions.

“FORCE”

Force
By Blueheatt
__I was trying to find a good porn story to read. Nothing so far as I looked. My front door flew open. In walks this hot looking girl, holding a gun on me.
Oh shit, I’ve done it now, I’ve got a girl so mad at me she wants to kill me. I said: “Aaaa…who are you?….and why are you holding that gun on me, I think you must have the wrong guy, girl.”
She just slowly walked towards me saying nothing. I said: “We need to talk before you pull that trigger. I don’t know if this is about …a…your daughter?…or…your sister?…or whom ever, but I’m sure we can work out something rather than my…death?”
She had these steel blue eyes that were fixed on mine. I put my hands up to show her I wasn’t resisting. She towered over me with her reddish blond hair and turquoise short dress on. She grabbed my hair and held it tight. She pulled my head to her pussy. She parted her legs far apart. She lifted up her dress and was I nose to pussy with a reddish haired bush. No panties on. She whispered: (“…lick..”)
Well that was progress to maybe getting her to put that gun away. I was more than happy to lick her pussy, all she wanted. I slowly took my hands and put them on the sides of her legs. She had very sexy smooth legs. I ran them up and carefully felt her wonderful firm butt cheeks. She jerked my hair and held my mouth tight against her pussy.
I began to lick as she ordered. I felt the cold steel of that gun against my head. She was holding my head and moving it where she wanted it. She moved forward some and my tongue went deep inside her pussy. She rotated her hips as I licked her. I heard tiny moans from her as I licked up to her wet clit.
Well so far, so good. I figured if I pleased her she might forget about shooting me. She started moaning a little louder and slow face fucking me. She had a very sexy hot moan. I thought….that’s it girl, enjoy me and forget all about shooting me. She move forward more. I was sitting in my computer chair and now her leg were over the arms of the chair. She was grinding her pussy on my tongue and moaning.
Ok girl, enjoy yourself, and surely you wouldn’t want to shoot a guy giving you good pleasure.
Just when I thought I had the situation de-fused, she stopped. She stood up and grabbed my hair and stood me up. That gun was still pointed at my gut. I thought about grabbing it, but I thought I better wait for a better opportunity.
She whispered: (“…take your pants off.”) in my ear. Ok girl, no problem except for getting them over my erection. She pulled me hard to her. She put that gun right at my temple. She started licking my wet mouth from licking her pussy. Oh no, she some kind of sex weirdo and she likes the taste of her own pussy. She started tongue kissing me and then licking my mouth more. That gun never left my temple.
Ok, I was enjoying this, except for the gun. She then lifted my shirt up and licked my chest. Now she held the gun on my…(gulp)…erection. She slowly got on her knees. She held my cock and felt it.
Easy with that trigger I thought. She started licking my cock slowly and then… in it went, in her mouth. She started jacking me and sucking. Oh she was good at it and even though I was tense, I enjoyed the sucking. She stopped.
She pulled me down so we were both on our knees and whispered again: (“…unbutton my top.”) I did as I was told with that gun pointed at my balls. She had no bra on and she pulled my head down to her nice big tits. I began to suck on them, assuming that was what she wanted. She slowly leaned herself back onto the rug as I continued to suck her tits. I still felt that cold steel gun on my genitals. She took my hair and pulled my head up to her face. She whispered: (“…make me climax, or it will be the last thing you’ll ever do.”)
I was being raped by a girl. My buddies would never know, and I sure as hell wasn’t going to tell them. It was embarrassing but also very tensely exciting,…’if‘ …I lived through it. All I could think about now was to make her climax.
I slowly reached down and started putting fingers in her wet pussy. I thought…what a good time to grab that gun….but that cold steel pushed against my cock changed my mind. I went for her G spot and began to massage it. I gently rubbed her clit with my other hand. She seemed to like that and her moans told me is was working. I slowly moved up and replaced my fingers with my cock. She moved the gun and wrapped her legs around mine as I pushed my cock in her. Now the gun was resting on my back as she squirmed and moaned. She moaned out: “…Fuck me good, you bastard. Good and hard.”
Ok girl, your wish is on the way. That gun on my back was plenty of inspiration to fuck her as best as I could. I attack her with tongue kissing her and feeling her tits. “that’s better!” she moaned. “…fuck me faster..”….”…fuck me deeper …do it!” she demanded.
We were now fucking like rabbits in heat. She held that gun on my butt cheek as she pulled me deep in her pussy. Easy girl….easy, I didn’t want to die just yet. I wanted to fuck her and good. She was a wild fuck and I want to cum in her good before I died. “Oh fuck Yes!”, she cried out. It was climax time for her and I fucked her as fast and hard as I could. She squeezed me tight and let out a beautiful moan and just shook. I let go with all the cum I had and kept pumping it in her. She bit my neck and held on tight as we fucked and fucked some more.
I didn’t feel the gun anymore. I wanted to know where it was. As we squirmed and kept fucking I heard it hit the floor. It didn’t go off…(sigh)..
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__I was trying to find a good porn story to read. Nothing so far as I looked.
My front door flew open.
In walks this hot looking guy, holding a gun. I reached for my cell phone. He said: “Put that fucking thing down!” I did.
I don’t know how he found me, but it was the guy I raped a week ago. He look like he was not in a good mood. I just had the best fuck of my life with him and he sure didn’t look grateful. I figured wrong. I thought he would like it and enjoy the fucking just as much as I did. I had left him laying asleep with a beautiful content smile on both our faces.
Well…I’m either going to jail or get beat up or something…but it was sure going to be worth it after that day. He knew how to fuck a girl like she likes it. I still get wet just thinking about it. His tongue is the sexiest thing I’ve ever had in my mouth and pussy. I can still taste my own pussy juice on his face. I’ve always want to do that to the right guy. He actually enjoyed it with me. Damn he’s hot.
He walked over to me and I now put my hands up for him. I looked and it was my gun he was holding. I had forgot and left it at his apartment. I was so ecstatic I walked home in a daze that day. He came closer to me. He said: “Here’s your ’fake’ gun back, girl.” and handed it to me. It was a fake, I could never shoot a guy ….ever.
I had watched him and the girl across from my bedroom window. There was a slot view right into her front picture window. I would watch him and her stand in front of it and he would undress her. He would get on his knees and lick her pussy right in the window. She leaned her head back and held his head enjoying it so much. I would get so wet watching them I would have to rub my own pussy. Day after day of this was pure torture. I now waited and fingered my wet pussy as I watched her suck on him. He would lean her up against the wall and suck her tits, lick her pussy and then take her to the floor and they would fuck and fuck.
I felt hate for them doing that in front of that window, while I had no boyfriend right now. The ’bastard’ I called him to myself. I wanted to steal him away from her and show him how I would fuck him better that her. I had the better body and bigger tits. I could think of no way to hook up with him….so…I began to think of a way to force him to have sex with me. It was just a hot fantasy at first…then….each time I fingered myself , it became a ’have to’ and it was exciting to think about. I planned it all out a million ways.
I remembered I had a fake gun someone gave me. I went and got it and felt it’s cold feel against my skin. I pictured it against his and him doing anything I wanted him to do.
I had to do it. I watched his apartment and knew he was home. I tried the door….unlocked….I burst in and it began. He looked so hot this close up. I looked at his sexy eyes and my heart was racing. I calmed my self down and walked slowly towards him with my fake gun pointed right at him. The power I felt as he tried to talk me down. I didn’t hear him, he had something I wanted and I was going to get it and right now. I had never been so sexually excited in my whole life. I could feel my wetness even running down my upper leg. I had on my short dress with no panties on and no bra. I knew that would get his attention. I have big full tits and I watched his eyes check them out, over and over.
Now I wanted ’my’ pussy licked. It was my turn to have him make ’me’ all hot and turned on. It was ’my’ turn to have hot sex.
—–
He leaned his grim face to mine. I felt like peeing my panties. What was he going to do? I was melting looking at his handsome face. He put his hands on my shoulders and lifted me up and out of my computer chair. He walked me backwards to my front door. I was still holding my returned fake gun. He went over and sat in my chair. He looked and me, and now…he began to smile. He said:
“Now,…… let’s do that again.”
It was the second most beautiful night of my life.
——-
Three days later I hear a knock at my door. I look out the peep hole and it’s him. I open up as I get tingles all over. He rushes in. He’s holding a red tipped toy gun. He kisses me so hot I got dizzy and almost orgasmed right there. He orders me to go sit down. He slowly walks up to me and unzips his pants.
He takes out his hard cock. He leans over and gently kisses the side of my face. A thousand chills run thru my body. He puts the toy gun to my head and softly whispers in my ear:
“…suck…”

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I prefer “short” stories to “serials” so I thought I’d give it a shot. Thank you in advance for any and all feedback.

Dared To Do Doggy

As the old bus grinded noisily away from the No.27 stop, Rebecca Moore flipped her light duffel bag’s draw string over her shoulder and began to make her way into the large complex before her. The last rays of the setting sun were slowly dissolving ahead of a barmy summer twilight.
The petite, thirteen year old blondes, moist, red lips, curled into a wicked little grin as a loud chorus of woof-whistling burst forth as a car-full of teenage boys whizzing past. She’d had new blonde highlights added to her already fair hair just that morning, making her straight, mid-length hair, easier to form into the alluring tendrils that framed her pretty face and made the smooth, sun bronzed skin of her charming shoulders seem even more tanned.
“Keep to the right beside the race track and you can’t miss my place!” Rebecca recalled Sandra Orrick’s directions as she entered the showground proper.
Some big race horses lifter their massive male heads, snorting the air and nodding approvingly as the curvy girl past their holding stables.
Sandy was so lucky! It must be exciting to live around the hustle and bustle of the cities favorite racing venue she decided. Rebecca Moore was new in town, but she already knew, be it horse races, Gymkhanas, dog shows, greyhound racing, exhibitions, fairs, you name it, pretty much every event or display the city ever had was held right here. And Sandy’s father was the chief groundskeeper for the whole thing.
She made her way past the various pavilions and concessions already thronging with early-birds gathering for the Saturday night races. Men’s heads turned here and there amongst the crowd, sneaking leering glimpses of the shapely teenager passing by. Her close fitting boob-tube accentuated the firm young breasts and perky teenage nipples beneath and her lime-green cotton cutoffs outlined the pert, athletically rounded ass that graced her smooth, shapely legs below.
Picking her way through the crowd, Rebecca eventually arrived at a bungalow style house that was the ground keeper’s cottage. It was completely surrounded by a high paling fence, instantly recognizable, as per Sandra’s description, as the Orrick family’s home. Rebecca made for what appeared to be a wide hinged gateway in the fence. When Suddenly;
“Whoo,Whoo Whoo Whoo Whoo!” Rebecca recoiled in shock as she heard a large, savage dog barking just beyond. Threatening snarls continued to vibrate the wooden fence as Rebecca recognized her school friends sweet, contralto voice, commanding the agitated animal.
“Richter. Sit!” The voice ordered.
Rebecca regained her composure somewhat as the barking stopped, the gate swung in and she was greeted by the dazzling, apologetic smile of Sandra Orrick’s pretty face, beckoning her inside the Orrick’s private yard.
“Hi Becky. So you made it at last! Sandra greeted.
Her exquisite violet grey eyes danced with happiness at Rebecca’s arrival, putting Becky immediately at ease, just as her new best girlfriend had done, only a few weeks before, when the two had first met at Becky’s new school.
“Don’t be afraid of ol’ Richter here. His bark is worse than his bite.!” Sandra reassured as she patted the black, boney, skull-like head of the dangerous looking Doberman dog beside her dismissively.
Beauty and the beast! Becky mused to herself as she studied the odd looking couple. Sandra, who was about a year older and an inch taller than Rebecca had obviously been swimming recently. She wore only a skimpy polka dot bikini which hid very little of the sexy teenage girls ample cleavage, curvy hips and generally statuesque physique. Her long brunette hair flicked up attractively well below her broad yet feminine shoulders and softy outlined her classically beautiful face. Becky had to admit, she was little envious of her new girlfriend. The impeccably manicured eyebrows, the straight bridge of the girls small, slightly upturned nose, and especially the deeply sensual fullness of her lips served in stark contrast to the menacing K9 figure crouching on its brawny haunches to her side.
Richter was a fearsome looking Doberman. His small, black eyes, gleamed intelligently above a long, snout-like mall. A powerful jaw sprouted long, sharp teeth above mottled black and pink gums. Formidable muscles rippled beneath the animals short, well groomed black and tan coat and twitched in his long, columned neck as he studied Rebecca Moore, his moist black nose straining the air for her scent.
Becky couldn’t help noticing the well hung male appendage that swayed slightly at the dogs grey skinned groin area.
Yep. He’s a boy doggy alright! Becky confirmed to herself as she noted the bright pink tip of the animals pointy penis protruding slightly from his leather-like sheaf, and the dogs fat, smooth, ball-bag bloating heavily below.
“Come on inside and meet my folks before they leave.” Sandra said as she started for the house.
Becky’s eyes widened enviously as she viewed her friends sexy back and rump. The bikini was “thong” style she realized. From its tight beginnings at the sexy gap below her friends bouncy round bum, the bikini’s string disappeared within the deep, tawny crack of Sandra Orrick’s smooth, firm buttocks, only emerging again above to bite gently into the nicely padded rounds of her curvaceous hips as they wiggled seductively side to side as the lovely creature led Becky up the garden path.
However, no sooner had Becky taken a step to follow her sexy friend, then she was stopped in her tracks by the suddenly active Doberman.
Richter had darted forward, blocking the teenagers path. Before Becky could even react, he had his pointy snout between her tightly clamping thighs as he inhaled the rich female aroma of her pure young vagina. Becky was quite off balance as she tried to evade the curious animals indecent inspection. A sudden blush of embarrassment warmed her cheeks as Sandra came to her rescue. She took the crotch rutting dog by the collar and calmed him into submission once again. As Rebecca steadied her nerves again, Sandra made light of the situation.
“Sorry about that Becky. Richter’s only trying to get to know you. He still does the old “crotch sniff” to me and mom all the time. Don’t worry. You’ll get used to him!” Sandra grinned.
It was the way one might speak while admonishing a naughty little boy Becky imagined. By this time they had reached the front door, just as Sandra’s parents were on their way out. Sandra introduced everyone. Mr. Orrick was a tall, slightly weathered looking man in his mid forties. He must have been a good looking guy when he was younger, Becky decided. His hand seemed pleasantly roughened by hard work as he shook Becky’s own politely. Mrs. Orrick was like an older version of her Daughter. Shorter and with larger, heavier breasts, but a very attractive woman just the same and perhaps a couple of years younger than her husband.
“Well. You girls have fun now! And remember Sandy, use the beeper if you need us’ Mrs. Orrick waved back as the couple hurried past.
They were on their way to tend to their various duties around the racetrack for the night. Sandra’s Dad was “Clark-of-the-coarse” during races and her mom did whatever she could to help out. During the day, they did all sorts of tasks around the showground, anything from cleaning the stables and kennels, to leveling the race track and maintaining the buildings. That’s why the city paid for them to live here inside the showground fulltime, Sandra explained as they went inside.
As they entered the sparsely furnished living room through glass sliding doors, a young, red headed boy greeted them. He was much shorter than either girl. Sandra introduced the boy as being her little brother Denis. He was about eleven Becky guessed. He was kind of scruffy looking, mostly bones. His pale skin was covered with freckles. He had green eyes and his carroty orange hair was coarsely cropped and spiky looking. Obviously he’d also been swimming recently. He was almost naked, except for a pair of dark blue trunks that wrapped around his skinny hips and boney pelvis, bulging only slightly at the front where they formed a smallish lump to house his little pecker.
“How ya go’in Becky? Hey. You weren’t kidding sis. She’s a real sexy chicky-babey!” Denis said as he ogled Becky’s sexy body.
“Ignore my uncouth little brother Becky. Let’s go for a swim!” Sandra laughed as she noticed the look of bemusement on Becky’s pretty face.
“You can get changed in my room, back there Becky, we’ll meet you in the pool.” Sandra instructed as both she and the boy headed outside giggling. Becky soon found Sandra’s bedroom. She pulled her bikini from her bag and changed hurriedly. Her friends bedroom had all the usual teenage stuff, including a DVD player and portable TV. Wow. Sandra must really like dogs! Becky mused as she realized the many posters that decorated the small bedroom consisted entirely of various big dogs in action shots. There was even a framed photo next to the bed which showed Sandra hugging Richter. Sandy was kissing his cheek and Richter had a blue sash which read “1st Prize” around his muscular neck.
Denis let out a shrill woof-whistle and Sandy clapped as Rebecca rejoined them poolside in a hot pink bikini. The duo were already swimming merrily about in the deliciously cool water as the warm summer evening swallowed up the last glowing sparks of twilight. Soon all three were splashing and giggling with delight. The noises of excited folk attending the race meeting nearby where plainly audible. However, the high, sturdy fence made the Orrick family’s yard a private sanctuary, safe from the prying eyes of the great unwashed public belong. Becky was thoroughly enjoying herself as she swam about, despite Sandra’s little brother sneaking peeks at her skimpily clad body whenever he reckoned the pretty teen wouldn’t notice. The girls made chit chat and small talk as they swam, but soon they had all had enough and Sandra disappear inside the house to fetch some food from the oven.
Becky stretched out on a lounge-like deck chair beside the pool. Sandy’s little brother sat on the edge of another close by, almost leaning over her and grinning enjoyment as his wide green eyes rolled brashly from head to toe along the supine girls shapely body.
“I like the bikini ya wearing!” He leered as his eyes fixed shamelessly on the firm, uplifted swellings of her firm young breasts.
“It looks really, really, good on ya now its wet!” He continued, causing Becky to become conscious of effect the cool water had made on her pert young nipples. Her stiff little nubs were quite obvious now beneath the thin damp material of her bikini.
“What do you think Richter?” The obnoxious kid asked into nearby shadows. Startled, Becky was suddenly aware of the black, hulking form of the big Doberman against the darkened backdrop of the yard, only a few feet away.
She sat forward quickly as Richter moved in close beside her. Becky was painfully aware of her sudden vulnerability. With Richter’s close pressed bulk to her right and Sandra’s brother wedged thoughtlessly between the deck chairs to her left, the only way she could escape would be to slide off the front edge.
However, before she could react, the big dogs head was stretching slightly over her flat belly. His bright black eyes gleamed mischievously as they roamed the young girls tantalizingly feminine body.
“Check em out eh boy? Sandy’s headlights are on full beam!” The bratty little boy chuckled as he pointed at Becky’s proud young breasts. As if on cue, Richter suddenly nuzzled his boney snout under Becky’s closest boob and nudged it strongly upwards, as if feeling its weight.
“Bad dog!” Becky snapped, raising a hand to slap the curious brute. In an instant the dogs demeanor changed. Lips curled back, baring the sharp fangs beneath, as a spine tingling growl erupted from the beast.
“Don’t do that!” Denis cautioned the visibly shaken girl as she recoiled.
“Richter’s a trained guard dog. He don’t like no big sudden movements. He’s just being friendly. Aren’t you boy?”
Becky was paralyzed with indecision. She didn’t dare provoke the dog. She found herself mentally repeating, He’s not going to hurt me! He’s not going to hurt me! As the dog swapped his interest from her ample tits to the lusciously inviting valleys of her scantily clad pelvis.
Becky had already crossed her legs, clamping them together defensively, especially where her creamy inner thighs joined the cupped, fork space around her young vagina. Even so, Richter seemed to have little trouble as he drove his long, barrel shaped snout and visibly quivering nose between them deeply at Becky’s crotch. He nudged forcefully within the tight confines of her warm fleshy leg meat, easily jimmying enough room in-between to bump his snorting nostrils down the clinging crotch band of the frightened girls skimpy bikini bottoms to where her tightly puckering sphincter cringed below.
Richter’s highly tuned K9 sense of smell savored the warm, slightly tart, feminine odor of Becky’s anus before rooting his snout upward again. His pulsing nasal probe devoured the heady aroma of the girls tightly packed, virgin pussy furrow. Ancient chemicals bubble in his brain and inflaming his inhuman sex urge.
Meanwhile, Denis hadn’t lifted a finger to curb the dogs outrageous behavior. Pinned by the dogs exploring head, Becky continued squirming her ass about on the chair and alternatively crisscrossing her legs in a vain attempt to prevent the dog from buffeting away at her most private feminine area. Indeed, the boy seemed fascinated by the bawdy spectacle.
He looks like he’s enjoying this! Becky told herself as she appealed to the motionless boy to come to her assistance with a cross, embarrassed expression all over her pretty face.
At that moment, the dogs growing frustration caused him to nip to the soft, plumpness of Becky’s thinly covered, humid pussy mound, sending a sharp jolt of tingling pain rippling through her taught young body. Instinctively, the molested teen struck a slapping blow to the frisky dogs back, causing him to withdraw his K9 proboscis and fix his beady, pig eyes with a threatening glint on Becky’s own .
Suddenly, almost as if she had been waiting in the shadows, Sandra was back.
“Cool. Foods ready!” Denis blurted as he jumped up and headed for a plastic table setting nearby.
“Richter. You naughty boy. Have you been trying to make friends with Becky again?’ Sandy laughed, placing down the tray she had returned with and flipping a small morsel of food at the big dogs feet.
Becky took the opportunity to escape and join Sandra and Denis at the table.
“That dog of yours scares me a bit Sandy! And Denis didn’t try to stop him hassling me either.” Becky pouted, agitatedly, whilst eyeing the greedily munching eleven year old opposite her reproachfully as he scoffed down his meal.
“Awe, I’m sorry Becky! You just gotta learn to relax around old Richter. He don’t mean to hurt ya” Denis mumbled around a mouthful of food.
“Speaking of relaxing,” Sandra interrupted. “I’ve got a little surprise for you after dinner I think you’ll really like Becky!”
She flashed her pearly whites reassuringly and Becky started to feel better again. Oh well. At least no one seems to think what the dog did was funny. I guess I’m just not used to having dogs around the house. Becky decided as she finished up her diner. Soon, they had eaten and Sandra cleared the table, dropping the empty paper plates in a bin and returning to her seat.
“Now for the surprise.!” She announced.
“Do you know Paul Masters from school Becky?” Becky thought hard for a second as she sieved through a jumble of new names and faces she’d only recently met while attending her new high-school.
“Oh yeah!” She recalled. Paul Masters was a weird gothic kind of guy from school. A loner type boy, a couple of years ahead of them at school. She recollected his black greasy hair, supper pale skin and pimply face. Becky couldn’t imagine why a nice girl like Sandy would even know a kid like that.
“Anyway.” Sandy continued with an excited look in her eyes.
“I was telling him you where coming over here tonight, and he gave me a little present to share with you.”
“Awesome!” Denis blurted almost jumping up and down in his seat as Becky starred at her pretty older friend with a perplexed, quizzical, expression. During which time, Sandra, smiling like a cheesier cat, placed a slim white object on the table top and said;
“Surprise!”
“Oh my God. Its a frigging joint!” Rebecca swore in astonishment.
Denis was clapping his boney little hands together in undisguised glee while Sandra brought the marijuana cigarette to her sexy lips, produced a lighter from somewhere and lit it up, taking several large inhalations.
‘Denis?” she offered, gesturing toward her little brother with the joint after holding its sweet, sticky smoke in her lungs and then exhaling mightily.
The excited boy snatched the fatly rolled fag and started puffing away at it as Becky gaped. This evening was turning out a lot different to the hanging out, watching movies or listening to music Sandy had imagined it would be. She’d never have guessed a pretty, intelligent girl like Sandra Orrick would be a marijuana smoking “party girl”. Still. She hadn’t known Sandra that long she told herself.
Becky was indecisive when Denis offered her a turn on the cigarette. God. What would your parents say Becky? She asked herself as she imagined their disapproval. On the other hand, I don’t want my new, and until now, only, best friend thinking I’m a “prude” do I? Besides which, she admited to herself, the idea of doing something so blatantly against the law was thrilling a side of herself she had hardly even knew existed until now. The boy helped make up her mind by suddenly pushing the warm, smoldering butt between her reluctant fingers.
“Go on Becky. Its really good SHIT!’ Becky heard her older, wiser, girlfriend encouraging her.
Oh well. When in Rome I guess! Becky told herself as she took a first, tentative, drag on the pungently fuming cigarette and the acrid, intoxicating smoke filled her inexperienced lungs.
She coughed violently as she handed it over to Sandra. Her next turn, she managed to get a lot more of the thick smoke in without coughing and by her fourth try, everything was feeling quite smooth.
Indeed she felt much more relaxed, just as Sandra had promised. A warm glow spread from her lungs to her finger tips as Becky took yet another deep drag on the roach. Sandy felt a gentle breeze caress her skin and the world seemed such a lovely place to be. Happy voices echoing from the distant race stands reminded her of carnivals with Ferris wheels and toffee apples.
What a lovely, kind wonderful girlfriend, Becky told herself, as she gazed hypnotically at her gorgeous friend opposite, she was enjoying yet another hit on the rapidly disappearing cigarette. God she’s a sexy girl! Becky found herself thinking as she recalled the various reactions the boys at school made as they ogled the enchanting fourteen-year-old’s wiggly walk, or the firm bounce of her breasts while playing volley ball in scanty gym cloths. Yep. She would only need snap her fingers and any boy at school would fall between her feet and worship her, Becky decided as an odd thought occurred.
“Why’d Paul Masters give you a joint anyway Sandy?” Becky blurted, surprised and suddenly giggling at herself for no reason.
“Hah! Sandra coughed while raising a finger to the sky. A reaction that made the intoxicated company spew giggles uproariously.
“Well. Let’s just say I know what that guy likes! She stated with an upraised eyebrow and giggled even harder, causing an un-beckoned vision of Sandra on her knees, doing unspeakable things to Paul Masters private parts as the boy grunted and wheezed above her, in Becky’s fetid imagination. Could that how Sandy earned the “present”? The vivid hallucination shocked Becky’s warm, fuzzy feeling brain, causing her to jolt physically in her seat. Sandy noticed the inexplicable little jump as her little friend struggled vainly to clear her thinking and burst out laughing.
“Hey Denis! I think Miss. Rebecca is a teeny weenie bit stoned now.” She smirked as Denis looked across the table and agreed.
He reminded Rebecca of “Denis the menus” at that moment. Its him! She found her self thinking: The little bratty kid who’s always up to something naughty and loving it. She burst out laughing as if she’d just been told a riotously funny joke.
“Yep I reckon she’s good and stoned now. That’s for sure!” The young lad giggled.
“Hey. I got an idea. How about we play a game? How about we play Truth Or Dare!” Denis suggested, grinning from ear to ear and giggling manically.
“That’s a pretty funny idea Denis!” Sandra replied laughingly with a hand on her chin, exaggerating a look of modesty.
“But I’ll only play if Becky does. How about it Becky? Will you play? Sandy urged her slightly dazed friend while sniggering.
Rebecca had never even heard of the strange game before and told them so.
“Don’t worry I’ll explain everything girlfriend! But we better go inside to play.” The older girl cautioned.
A few moments later they were back in the Orrick’s living room. As Sandra directed, Becky took a seat on the floor, “Denis the menus” (giggle) sat across from her while Sandy ran around the house pulling down window shades. What’s she doing? Becky wonder to herself. Its not sunny out? But Sandy was older and wiser than she was, she reasoned. She’d been a true friend to the new girl at school. Staying close by her side, ever since that first day and helping her get adjusted. Becky felt a real love for Sandy welling up inside her. She wanted to give her friend a big thank you hug for befriending her so quickly, and..
“Ok. These are the rules.” Sandra interrupted Becky’s fond reverie as she plopped down on her sexy, bikini clad ass ,cross-legged, completing a rough ring between the “players” in the center of the room.
“The game is played in rounds. On the 1st round the 1st player asks the 2nd player a “Truth” question. If the 2nd player refuses to answer the 1st players question, the 1st player gets to ask a “Dare” question. You can’t refuse a dare question ever! The 2nd player than questions the 3rd player, and so on, until the next round which is all “Dare” questions. Understood?”
Rebecca burst out laughing. She couldn’t even believe Sandra had said all that just now, let alone expect her to understand it all. But what the hell. I’m sure I’ll figure it out as I go along. When in Rome! She told herself again, tinkling with mirth.
“Ok. I’m going first!” Denis announced excitedly. He looked straight at Rebecca as he asked;
“Rebecca, Have you ever wanted to French kiss another girl and if so. Who?”
Wow. This new game is pretty wild! Becky realized, as she struggled for the best way to answer the unexpectedly adult question.
“I’ll take a dare instead!” She blushed. Denis looked delighted, it was almost as if he’d anticipated her refusal, Becky mused.
“Ok, I dare you to take your bikini off and play the rest of the game in the raw!” The excited eleven year rascal ordered the sexy older girl imperiously.
Rebecca’s slightly buzzing mind pondered the naughty request for a moment. She was vaguely aware that exposing herself in public was something she had been to modest to do in the past. But despite that, she soon found herself on unsteady feet, trying to appear brave as her clumsy fingers fumbled to untie the loose bow of her bikini’s bra.
In another moment, unhooked, it slid from her smooth shoulders, falling to the floor and allowing her proud young breasts to spring fully into view. Becky blushed a mischievous little grin at her approving friends catcalls. The cooler air around her soft, creamy boob flesh felt delicious, and the sheer naughtiness she felt by revealing her bare breasts made her crinkly, pink areola tingle erotically.
Meanwhile, Sandra and her little brother were praising Becky, shouting enthusiasm for her to remove the bikini’s bottoms. She hooked her elegant thumbs into the small, pink briefs and striped them seductively down the full sweeping length of her downy thighs before stepping out of them completely.
All her most private feminine secrets were now fully exposed before her excited young audience, making her feel giddy and deliciously wicked.
It’s funny. She considered. Earlier she’d felt annoyed when Sandra’s little brother had ogled her swim suited body, yet now, she was letting the bratty kid get a good hard look at her completely naked anatomy. She even felt a little thrill of pride at having provoked the obvious hard-on that bulged forward from the boys trunks as his eyes roamed hungrily over Sandy’s body. Denis obviously admired her poochy vagina lips protruding gently through her sparsely covered blond mons and the tingling pink nubs of her fine young boobs.
“Fuck. You’re so fucking sexy Becky!” Denis crowed lustily as he leered. Even Sandra was clapping and congratulating Becky. Then, she told Becky it was time to take her turn at the game.
Becky was feeling deviously free and adult as she tried to concoct a totally naughty question to ask Rebecca next. However, she found the soft buzzing of her drugged mind made thinking clearly difficult, so she settled for;
“Sandra. Have YOU ever wanted to French kiss another girl and if so. Who?”
Sandra grinned wickedly and nodded her pretty head in the affirmative. Denis whooped and make raucous catcalls in obvious delight as she fixed her sultry eyes on Becky’s own and half whispered;
“Can you guess which girl I’m thinking about kissing right now?”
The honesty of her female school chums erotic confession made Becky feel a little awkward and she blushed hotly. Their eyes held long enough for Becky to become aware of a tremendous desire to go to Sandra just then, tell her how grateful she was to, that the lovely girl was her best friend.
Her fetid mind swam with images of soft, feminine red lips meeting, glistening, dainty tongues dancing wildly together. She had never seriously contemplated lesbianism before, but wasn’t surprised to find the idea of tongue kissing with Sandra Orrick appealing to her now. Still, she opted to feign embarrassment and merely pretended to laugh her girlfriend off.
Meanwhile, Sandra had already turned to her little brother and was asking him a “Truth” question:
“Denis. Is it true you have a stiffy right now. And if so. What would you like to do about it?” Every one guffawed hilariously for a moment, before the lad answered.
“Awe shit. That’s to easy!” He snickered as he indicated toward the hugely bulging trouser tent in his Speedos. The thin material clung partially to his small, but fully engorged penis beneath, as it stood out rigidly from his pelvis.
“Sure I got a boner. And its been stiff all afternoon with Becky around.”
The blatantly naughty confession made the blushful Becky giggle uncontrollably, he never took his eyes off her as he continued.
“And sure, if I had my way right now, I’d bend Becky over right here on the floor, spread her nice tight ass-cheeks apart and shove my cock right up her tight little asshole!”
Rebecca was amazed that an eleven year old boy could even think such obscene things, let alone say them to her face. More surprising were the hot tingles the obscene flattery had instantly ignited in her immature pussy. She imagined Denis behind her at that moment, pushing his hard little weenie in-between the spreading rounds of her passive young bottom. She could almost feel his pencil like dick punching its way through her little brown sphincter, and sliding delightfully to-and-fro inside. The obscene thought made her shiver fitfully and wiggle her ass against the carpet.
However, although Rebecca hadn’t minded playing the raunchy game that much so far, Denis’s next question struck her an icy mental blow, even through the drug induced confidence the marijuana in her system had afforded her so far.
“Rebecca. I dare you to let Richter lick your pussy out” The wicked young boy demanded.
Becky’s confused mind whirled, un-comprehendingly, at the filthy little boys amoral suggestion. Fun is fun! But surely Sandra would finally tell her bratty little brother to pull his head in now. She told herself.
Sure enough, her older friend had already moved defensively to her side, embracing her comfortingly and reassuringly.
“I bet Denis shocked you pretty bad eh Becky?” She whispered soothingly as Becky nuzzled her head onto the other girls shoulder and received a comforting, pecking kiss on the forehead. She was quickly relaxing again as she snuggled happily into her supportive older friends plump young bosom.
“But don’t be scared Becky. You’ll love it once you’ve tried it!” Sandra cooed as she made a small nodding gesture to her horny little brother. He hurried from the room, returning almost immediately with the inquisitive Doberman dog by his side.
“But..uhhhhhh?” Becky mouthed, trying to comprehend what was happening as she suddenly became aware of her girlfriend’s cool hands sliding gently over the silky skin of her taught young body. Smoothing delightfully down into her lap, they gently uncrossed the beautiful young girls legs, spreading them open, right in front of the interested dog’s ardent gaze with a firm, but gentle pressure, as she spoke earnestly in Becky’s trusting ear;
“Richter really likes you Becky. When you let him get to know you properly he’ll show you just how much, I promise Ok?
“Ahh..” Was all Becky could mutter bewilderedly as Sandra kissed her forehead, as if in acceptance, while at the same time, adjusting the young girls position. She was cradling her younger friend from behind now, between her own lovely, widely spreading legs, as Becky’s firm round ass and spine backed snuggly against the reassuring pillow of her body.
“Here boy, come and get it!” Sandra encouraged the anxious K9.
She spread the unresisting thirteen-year-old’s legs still further, in invitation, as she pressed her chin at Becky’s shoulder in time to watch her well trained pet crowding quickly in-between the girl’s wide flung knees.
Richter’s primitive brain shivered with primal lust as it analyzed the multiple feminine odors his quivering nostrils vacuumed in. His keen eyes acknowledged the invitingly spread condition of this new female’s unprotected twat. His sensitive olfactory confirmed her feminine ripeness. There was also the familiar, reassuring aroma of his young mistresses permanently in-heat cunt, otherwise unseen, as it pressed snuggly in behind the blond’s ass, drooling its tasty butter-sauce into her bikini’s sopping crotch band.
Sandra spoke gentle words of encouragement as the dog brushed his cold wet nose through the crisp blonde curls of Becky’s helplessly exposed vagina, causing the girl’s breath to catch, as she mewled softly.
Meanwhile, any fears Rebecca had held before, had evaporated completely. She gazed down between her own obscenely wide spread thighs and watched her school friends big dog taking his initial liberties with her passively accepting pussy.
She was blissfully aware of Sandra’s smooth, cooling hands, gently sliding to her breasts, quickly finding the stiff tingling nubs of her buzzing nipples and expertly rolling and pinching them with stroking thumbs. Becky marveled. It was as if her girlfriend responded to her needs with the knowing understanding of a lover many more years experienced than those a normal fourteen-year-old girl could possibly possess.
“Yeah. Lick that juicy blond cunt, boy!” Sandy’s little brother heckled excitedly as he leaned in from close by.
He’s playing with himself! Becky realized as she noticed the boy’s small, but fully engorged cock was now free of his trunks and visibly twisting in his sweaty little hand as he urged his dog to devour Becky’s willing upturned box.
At the same moment, Richter dove his bristling snout into the readily yielding blond-fringed gash with gusto. His searing pink tongue pressed its way wildly though the salty folds and excitingly stinky creases of Becky’s immature, human pussy, like a hot iron on an ironing board, stripping her sparse blonde pubes of their salty, cuntle encrustations with his greedy K9 lips as he went.
Becky was visibly shaking in Sandra’s ardent embrace as the dog started corkscrewing his firm, muscular tongue deeply between Becky’s plump outer labia, stretching the sensitive inner ones below violently aside and plunging into the supper tight, virgin confines of her pure pink girl tunnel beyond.
Becky aided the animal as best she could, instinctively humping her groin onto the dogs intruding cunt-plunger by clenching her athletic buttocks rhythmically against the floor, allowing the straining brute to force his tongue forward grudgingly, inch by squelching inch, deeper with each pumping action of his boney head, until finally it reached the intact flower of her unclaimed virginity.
The young female groaned in deep satisfaction as Richter growled his own out of growing frustration. He desperately longed to sink his fluted tongue to the hilt in his willing new bitch and scoop out her lust inflaming nectar, but he found full access to his intruding oral appendage inexplicably blocked now by something beyond his inhuman understanding.
He twisted and strained his slobbery, fluttering tongue even harder as he tried to drive in deeper into Becky’s tight tube which, despite the dogs strenuous efforts, remained firmly barred by the maddening barrier of the thirteen-year-old virgin’s protective hymen.
“Fuck. What’s up with him? It’s like his tongue’s stuck in the bitch or something?” Denis blurted, questioning his older sister worriedly.
“Are you still a virgin Becky?” Sandra asked sweetly into the quivery, rutting, girls ear.
“Uhh Huh!” Becky confirmed, groaning deliriously within the warm, tingly depths of her passion inflamed, drug assisted stupor.
“Denis, Hold him back for a second!” Sandra ordered as her brother darted in, grabbed Richter by the collar and pulled him away, causing the animals long sticky tongue to withdrawal from the young virgins cunt-mouth with and audible sucking smack.
Becky’s disappointment was sudden and obvious. She questioned Sandra desperately with needful blue eyes while rubbing ineffectually at her ruddily inflamed cunt-lips and mightily aroused clit with two very unsatisfactory fingers.
“I told you you’d love it didn’t I Becky! You don’t want him to stop it now. Do you eh?” Sandra mocked a little teasingly, giggling again.
“Mmmmmmmmmmm.Yeah!” Was all Becky could manage while looking somewhat slightly dazed. Her older, wiser friend took charge of the situation. Guiding her with words of affection and soothing tones to the softly sprung couch nearby. Loving hands made the needed corrections, positioning the trusting young girl to kneel by its edge. The shaky young blond supported her upper torso on her elbows wonderingly. Sandra whispered hotly in her ear ;
“You lucky girl! I wish I could loose my cherry to Richter again.” And before Becky had fully absorbed her girlfriends words, Sandra had motioned her brother to let the whining, frustrated Doberman loose.
Richter’s K9 brain was raging with fuck lust. He already knew what was expected of him now. How many times had naked human females knelt submissively, just as Becky was now, as they supported themselves on the Orrick family’s couch with their smooth buttocks splayed invitingly before him? He’d lost count. Even Sandra and her Mother still often mated with him this way when the mood struck them. And then, although less frequently, there were the other, often young females, like this new blonde one, which although they may resist initially, would eventually be persuaded to satisfy his burning animal desire to fill them with his soupy puppy seed.
On his mistresses queue, Richter closed the distance between himself and the dutifully kneeling virgin teens invitingly upturned buttocks with just two powerful pumps of his finely conditioned hindquarters. He tackled the surprised young human from the rear so violently that he knocked her plump chest flat across the sagging lounge.
“Oh GOD!” Becky managed to blurt as she tried desperately to regain the breath the animals weight had knocked from of her. His heavily muscled, bristly upper body had landed fully on her lower back with a meaty thump.
“Arrghhg. Help! The terrified teen begged Sandra, who, still by her side, had grabber the girls upper arm, quite possibly stopping the frightened girl from being torn physically from the couch.
‘Sshh. Everything’s going to be ok!” Sandra shushed.
Richter clamped his powerful forepaws in a vice like grip around Rebecca’s slender waist and in the same motion dragged her curvaceous young hips and ass in and under his already violently humping hindquarters.
During the next few minutes Becky could only prey for survival as her drug impaired brain tried to process the coliderscope of sensory stimulation it received. There were sounds of sexual frenzy all around. Sandra’s younger brothers raucous shouting was a steady tirade of obesities like:
“Yeah fuck it boy! Fuck her good!”, “Fuck her tight little cunt!” and “Fuck that little bitch!” while Sandra’s beautiful soothing contralto contrasted by imploring her to “Just relax”, “Don’t fight it!” and “Just go with the flow!” As she kneeled beside Becky and did her best to add stability to the straining waif, struggling beneath her hulky K9 lover.
Meanwhile, Richter snorted and puffed like a rattling locomotive above Becky’s swaying back as he stabbed his cock purposefully at Becky’s exposed rear with his shiny hips.
Sandra marveled at her virile pets bright pink prodder, its wickedly pointy end was already in a direct line of fire with the passively lipped entrance to Becky’s virgin funnel. She almost felt sorry for the squealing little girl as Richter’s “practice stabs” punched his male spear savagely into her wiggly inner thighs and bouncing butt meat. She reached beneath to Becky’s juddering boobs, giving a quick, reassuring squeeze of female solidarity as her friend endured the necessary pain of becoming the dogs newest human bitch. Just then, Richter’s knocking prick-head found Becky’s virgin cunt-door.
“Oooooh GOD! Becky bellowed in pain as all of Richter’s body parts acted simultaneously with the explicit purpose of impaling the struggling human bitch beneath his humping carcass with his piercing animal cock.
The synchronized convulsion rammed his skewering cock-shaft all the way through Becky’s fluttering fuck-mouth and shredded the obstructive virgin membrane of her hymen forever, sweeping aside its ruined taters as the wild fucker continued to flense a searing path to the furthest reaches of Becky’s now deflowered fuck tunnel.
Sandra stroked Richter’s rutting flank in admiration as small streaks of crimson appeared on Becky’s wildly shaking, creamy thighs, a sure sign to Sandra that her beloved pets cock had triumphed over her silly young friends irritating cunt blockage. Richter now had all the pleasure giving access Becky’s tight young cunt could give him.
“Good boy, Now fuck her pain away.” Sandra encouraged her pet as he sawed his long, deeply buried cunt-rasp back and forward inside the tight ravaged tube of Becky’s now thoroughly defiled canal.
Meanwhile, Becky had already recovered from the brutal initial onslaught of the inhuman fucking. As the dogs pluggering tool found its stride within her, she found the pain she’d experienced as the dog popped her cherry fading rapidly, replaced instead with a rapidly building pleasure deep within her previously untapped innards.
She was aware, now and then, of Sandra stroking her cheek or tweaking her wildly tingling nipples as she felt the dogs quickly bloating penis within her. Pressuring apart the virginal walls of her vaginal canal, the dog’s pre-cum leaked out around his expanding knot and trickled down between her quaking thighs.
“Don’t worry Becky! He’ll cum in you soon!” The knowing fourteen-year-old observed. The dog had changed his stroke. He continued to poke Rebecca, unfurling her wrinkled inner cunt tract as it stretched elastically around the fully expanded dog cock.
“Arrrgh,” Becky moaned. “It feels so good!” She wheezed as the first pulsing squirts of Richter’s dog cum erupted deep within her, baptizing her never before fucked pussy with his acrid, inhuman sperm. It spewed hot, gushing puppy-batter into her gratefully clenching womb, triggering the most powerful orgasm of her young life at that same moment.
After several minutes of dog and girl pulsing in mutual orgasm, Richter had finally emptied several quarts of his cum into his new bitch. Quite satisfied with himself , he plopped his shriveling prong from the moaning, thoroughly fucked ex-virgin and sauntered off to his kennel to lick himself clean of her stinky blood and drying juices.
Meanwhile, Sandra, still slumped across the couch, felt a sudden pressure at her rear. For a moment she thought the dog had returned for more, but then she felt boney figures at her hips, turning in time to realize Sandy’s bratty brother was behind her, fully naked.
Before she could raise an objection, and no doubt aided by the greasy dog goo that already lubricated her spread ass cheeks and winking but hole, Denis pumped his slender penis easily through Becky’s puckering anal ring. She started to complain, but before his small ball-sack had bumped her ass cleft more than a few times, the young lad, already well beyond white-hot with fuck lust, jetted his thick white sperm in to Becky’s tightly gripping shit shoot .
“You dirty little basted!” Becky spat as the youth pulled out his rigid-digit while it was still squirting cum. A thick white glob splattered on Becky’s back as he did so.
“Denis you naughty boy!” Sandra scolder as the kid pumped the last few squirts of his cum from his rapidly dissipating hard-on with his hand.
“Sorry Becky. I just really needed that, especially after we’d talked about it in the game!” He giggled.
“Oh Yeah! I’d forgotten all about the game!” Becky managed to reply, still in a daze from everything that had happened to her in the last few minutes. Damn! Becky told herself. I’ve just lost my vaginal virginity to a fucking dog and my anal virginity to a bratty little boy whose even younger than I am! She knew she should feel humiliated. But somehow, that isn’t how she felt.
“Well, I guess we all won something from the game after all?” Becky said after she’d caught her breath for a few moments. The after glow of her recent orgasm and the remnants of marijuana coursing through her bloodstream, mixing pleasantly in sparkling embers within her well fucked body.
“Not quite. There was the French kissing remember?” Sandra reminded, moving in to cuddle her from close by.
“But don’t worry Becky. Tonight you’re sleeping in my bed with me and we’ll make that dream come true to, just as much as you want.” Sandra promised as she kissed Becky’s beatific, sweaty, smiling face.
“And tomorrow, I’ll show you what other fun we can get up to around the showground!”
But that, dear reader, is a story for another time.

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First my mother part 1

This is my first story ever so please don’t hate I tired my best.
Let me tell you a little about me and my family before I start.
My name is jax I was 14 when this all happened I have brown eyes, dark brown hair, I am 6’3, I am a good looking guy well that’s what all the girl say at school, I work out, I have a muscular body.
I have a sister name Nina she is 17, she has brown eyes like me, black hair, she is 5’11 and she’s really hot, she’s got a great body and a really nice ass, she’s got 36c breast like my mom.
My mom’s name is Mila, she’s 33, she was 16 when she had my sister. She has blonde hair, blue eyes, has a great figure still, nice big round ass.
My dad victor is 36 not much to say about him.
One day I was feeling sick and I did not feel like going to my last class, so I decided to walk home. When I got home I see the mail mans truck parked in out drive way. I didn’t think anything of it.
During this time my dad is at work, he is a doctor so he’s always at work but at least were rich so I don’t care that much, and my bitch of a sister is at school. But my moms at home usually she is a realtor she sells houses.
So when I got inside, it looked like no one was home so I went up stairs to my room, I threw my bag on my bed when I heard a thump in my parents bedroom.
I went to check it out when I saw my mom getting her pussy eaten by the mail man. She had a freshly save pussy god it looked so juicy. I was right about to run in and stop it when I noticed I was getting an erection, I don’t know why but I took out my phone and took pictures of this just in case I needed it one day. Then when I was done taking pictures I ran in the room and threw the guy off my mom and the mail man pulled up his pants and ran off. I looked at my mom and said “how could you do this?”. She started to cry “your dad’s cheating on me with one of the slutty nurses!”
I started to laugh cause last week I thought the same thing. I followed my dad last week to one of the nurses homes but when I looked through the window he was not having an affair he was helping her and her husband out with money problems.
I told my mother about what was really going on an she started crying even more and said “how could I be so stupid”
I started to get angry so I yelled “how many times have you done this!” She then said “this is my first time, he only ….. Ta..ta..touched me down there and we kissed a little.” “what are you going to do mom your going to ruin our family!” I said. She started to whimper “please don’t tell your father”
At that moment it hit me, I can take advantage of this moment, I have never thought of my mother this way but seeing her naked like this I couldn’t just pass this up. “I took pictures of you with the mail man, if you don’t want me to tell dad then suck my dick right here an now” I don’t know where all this confidence came from. I was a virgin I have never done anything with a girl except make out.
“WHAT! NO! She yelled.
“I’ll just have to tell dad then”
I started to walk away when she said “don’t cum in my mouth I have never let anyone cum in my mouth” she then got on her knees and hesitated and pulled my pants down and grabbed my 10 inch penis. “You fucking little prick, I am your mother” a couple seconds later she said “this is so big way bigger than your fathers, it might not fit in my mouth, your father is only 6 inches.”
She then started sucking, god it felt so good, I grabbed the back of her head. “You little bitch I’ll cum in your mouth if I want to and you’ll swallow it all down” she tried to pull back and say something but I need to cum, so I pulled her head all the way until my whole dick was in her mouth she was deep throating it and I blew my load right down her throat. Then I let go of her and she started yelling “you little shit, you choked me I have never deep throated anyone, and I have never tasted cum in my …….” “Shut the fuck up you whore you love the taste of my cum” she then got up and was headed for the bathroom when I grabbed her. “I’m not down yet, I’ll tell you when I’m done” I then started kissing her, she wasn’t kissing back then I said “if you don’t kiss back and make this feel real I’ll call dad right now bitch” she then started going wildly kissing me sticking her tongue down my throat. I threw her on her knees and said “suck it clean” she did then I picked her up and threw her on the bed I started fingering her pussy. 1 finger….2 fingers….3,4,,,, then 5. Then I put my whole fist and she started screaming “no no no, ohhhhh myyyy gooddd, yes yes yes yes” then I started Kissing her pussy then licking then sucking on it until she had 5 orgasims then I got on top of her “no no I’m your mother please no I’m not on the pill please don’t” I pushed in all the way not caring if it hurt her I started real fast.
“Please don’t cum in me please I can’t get pregnant again especially with you, your my own son I don’t even let your father cum in me any more”
I then pulled out and cummed on her belly button it made an big puddle on her belly and I told her “better eat every last drop or else”
She did and it looked like she enjoyed it I got off of her and said “this weekend when dad goes for a doctors thing and sister stays at her friends, you will be my sex slave and then I will delete all of the photos and you can forget about this” I left the room when I remember I forgot my pants, so when I went to get them I saw her walking to the shower she looked so hot, she could barley walk and I saw this video on the counter, it didn’t look like one of ours so I went to go see it. It recorded every thing that happen it must have been the mail mans so I took the video camera and hid it in one if the floor boards in my room. I deleted all the pics because I had something way better.
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Boy and Girl

I was visiting my 18 year old cousin. My cousin, Amy, had great legs and was always wearing short skirts or short-shorts.

Donna, the daughter in law.

In the days that followed, Donna was strangely quiet. She and
Bob came by for dinner and a visit but she smiled demurely and
played the loving daughter-in-law. I was getting more than curious.
I found myself answering the phone, expecting to hear her sultry,
sexy comments.
A business trip took me out of town for two weeks. By the time
I returned I was ready for Thursday and the afternoon sex with
Jenny. Wednesday was interminable. I made a couple of advances at
Jenny during the afternoon and she shrugged them off politely.
As Thursday morning dragged toward lunch time, I caught Jenny
looking at me with hunger in her eyes. I smiled and licked my lips.
The office started to empty and I made a quick trip to the
bathroom; combed my hair and loosened my tie. I stepped back into
the office and stopped in my tracks.
Donna sat on the couch, large eyes staring innocently back at
me. She was wearing those funny faded looking jeans and a large
baggy shirt that was the fashion with the teenage girls I had seen
in the mall. High topped sneakers on her feet and all her hair
pulled into a one sided pony tail, completed the costume. Had I not
known her, I would have taken her for a fifteen or sixteen year
old.
“Hi, Daddy,” she chirped. She was smacking gum and staring
round eyed at me.
“Uh, hello, Donna.” Speaking was a struggle. I could feel the
blood pounding in my temples and pumping to gorge my dick.
“This is a nice office, Daddy,” she squeaked in character.
She bounded off the sofa and to the window. Pressing her pug
nose to the glass, she stared out from the fifteenth floor. She
pushed her hands into her pockets. That motion pulled the shirt up
and I could see her round little ass wrapped in tight denim. My
cock throbbed.
I looked around toward the door. I suddenly remembered Jenny.
I did not need for her to burst into the office, tearing her
clothes off.
“Don’t look for your secretary,” Donna chimed without turning
from the window.
I looked back her.
“She’s out to lunch with her husband.” Donna looked knowingly
over her shoulder.
“Have you had lunch?” I asked.
“Nope.” She had turned and was leaning back against the
window.
I could almost feel the heat of her body from ten feet away.
I could feel the heat in her eyes. She licked her pink lipstick and
glanced down at my crotch. Her dark eyes came back to mine and she
smiled.
“How about if I had my Daddy for lunch?” she asked.
“Why do you continue to play this ‘Daddy Game’?”
“Is it a game?” She licked her lips again and stared at me.
“Is it? Do you have some dark unrequited incestuous desire?”
I stepped to the desk and sat on the end of it. I could smell her
‘bubble gum’ perfume. The heat was rising fast in my blood.
“Maybe I sense some dark desire in you to fulfill.” Her hands
were back in her pockets, her arms squeezing in, making her breasts
thrust out.
“I don’t have a daughter,” I retorted.
“Doesn’t mean you can’t have the fantasy!” She turned her back
and crossed to the bathroom and closed the door behind her.
I stared at the dark, rich wood of the door. I felt the surges
of dark passion bubbling deep inside. I shook my head to deny what
she said. That didn’t work. I heard the commode flush.
She re-entered the room. Her expression told me that she knew
she was right. A vague smile ebbed across her lips and she sniffed
softly.
“So why don’t you be my Daddy and I’ll be your little girl and
both of us can play out our fantasies?”
I shrugged and nodded slightly.
She stepped quickly and hugged my waist, her hard little
breasts pushing against my belly, her face against my chest.
“Good! That’s my nice, Daddy,” she purred.
I stroked her hair and let my fingers scrape down her back.
“Mmmmmmmm!” she hummed, snuggling closer. “You feel so good,
Daddy!”
“You feel good, too, Kitten,” I croaked. My cock was pressed
against her belly and was growing by the second.
“Ooooo, Daddy! Your thing is swelling up! I can feel it!” she
gurgled.
She stepped back and looked down at the bulge in my pants and
then up at my face.
“It looks so big! Is it really that big?” She gestured with
her slender fingers, only inches from the 12″ throbbing organ.
“Not really.” My throat was dry and I felt like I had a fever
of 100 degrees.
“I’ve only seen two and they were little boys. Their things
weren’t any bigger than my thumb.” She was playing the part very
convincingly.
She stared at the bulge with wonder in her eyes. Her hands
flitted close by but never touching.
“Did I cause it to swell up?” she asked.
“Ummmm hmmmm.” Speech was getting very difficult.
She turned and walked away. I almost yelled. She stopped at
the desk and turned.
“Can I….,” she hesitated. “Can I see it?” The words were a
bare whisper.
I glance toward the door to the outer office.
“It’s locked,” Donna’s voice whispered.
When I turned back to her she was still the little girl.
“That’s what you can give me for my nineteenth birthday next
week!” she gushed.
“What?” I was confused.
“Show me your ‘thing’!” she said proudly.
She took a step toward me and paused. Her eyes flicked from my
crotch to my face.
“Please!” she rasped.
I sighed, unzipped my slacks and reached into my shorts. I heard her
suck in her breath. I stopped.
“Kitten, we can’t tell anyone about this. This has to be our
secret,” I cautioned.
“Oh, I know, Daddy,” she shrugged it off. “You aren’t
molesting me. You’re just doing what I asked you to do.”
I pulled the pulsing shaft of my dick from my pants and held
the dark head for her to see.
“Ooooo, Daddy!” she crooned, stepping closer. “It’s
beautiful!”
My fingers slid from the shaft and the head bobbed slowly in
the thick air.
“Does it hurt?” she asked.
“No, not exactly.”
She leaned forward for a closer look. Her finger touched her
lower lip. She was playing a very convincing part. I was getting
lost in the play.
“Can….can I touch it?” Her eyes met mine as she asked.
“If you want to.” I was holding my breath.
Her slender fingers reached out and brushed the satin skin of
the head.
“Oooooo, nice!” she cooed.
Her fingertips traced the round head around and around. I was
holding onto the edge of the desk and breathing through clenched
teeth.
“All this is making me wet and warm between my legs,” she
rasped.
Her fingers circled the pulsing head and closed. I almost went
to my knees. She held on snugly and savored the sensation as I
did.
“It’s sooo hot!” she gasped. “I feel all funny down between my
legs.”
Her fingers squeezed my throbbing dick and released it
reluctantly.
“Don’t stop,” I croaked.
“Do you want me to touch it some more?”
“Yes!” I wheezed. “It feels good when you touch…. Daddy’s
cock.”
“Oooooo, Daddy, I’m glad you like it!”
Her fingers curled around the head of my dick.
“Stroke it back and forth,” I coaxed.
She rubbed her fingers over the top of it.
“Like this, Kitten,” I said.
I guided her fingers back around the head and moved the
circled collar back and forth. Shock waves of lust ran up my body.
I felt as if I would shoot any second.
She shook her pony tail and licked her pink lips slowly, her
eyes fixed on the swollen head of my cock. Both of her hands
wrapped around the shaft and pulled slowly. Back and forth her
small, hot fingers moved.
Suddenly, she stopped.
“I’m so HOT down there!” she rasped.
Without warning, she stripped the jeans down over her hips and
stepped out of them and her high topped sneakers. White cotton
panties peeked through the tails of the oversized shirt. Her
fingers flipped the buttons on the shirt and it fell open,
revealing what I was sure was a cotton training bra. With her full
breasts, it was over taxed. It looked like it was a 32DD size.
“Fell how hot it is!” she demanded.
Her hand grabbed mine and pulled it between her smooth thighs.
A damp, slippery cotton crotch met my fingers.
“Ooooo, Daddy!” she crooned. “Your fingers feel so good there!”
She clutched my hand to her crotch and rocked slowly.
“I feel sooooo strange!” she gasped.
“Rub your finger THERE!” she rasped.
My finger moved back and forth over the swollen bump under the
cotton crotch. She wheezed and jerked as I rolled it slowly.
“Oh, Daddy!”
Her fingers were locked around my wrist, holding my hand
between her slightly spread thighs.
“It… it never feels… this good…. when I do….it!”
Her body was jerking and thrusting with the rhythm of my
fingers. Her mouth dropped open and her eyes were clamped shut. My
fingers pushed the soggy cotton cloth into the gooey, hot slit. Her
clit pulsed against the tip of my finger.
“Daddy!…..DADDY!!……It’s…..IT’SSSSSSS……,” she
groaned. “IT’SSSS……CUMMINNNNNG!”
Her hips thrust forward and her back arched. I could feel the
contractions of her pussy around the tips of my fingers. She shook
violently and the froze in a rigid position for several seconds.
Her eyes finally fluttered open and she smiled. My cock was
jerking in the open air, my blood pounding in my temples.
“Now… it’s… Daddy’s turn!” she wheezed.
She pulled my hand from her crotch and pushed it toward my
face. The strong, sweet odor of pussy wafted top my nostrils as she
pushed my fingers under my nose. Her fingers left my wrist and
suddenly grasped my aching cock.
“Does it hurt?” she whispered.
“Yes!” I rasped.
“Will it feel better is I kiss it?”
I gasped. Her slender fingers curled around the throbbing
shaft and she dropped to her knees. I could feel her warm breath on
the swollen head. She smiled up at me and the dipped her head.
“Poor thing!” she crooned.
Her lips touched the tip of my cock and I almost fainted.
“Smells nice,” she whispered. She rubbed the dark head against
her cheek and hummed.
“Can I taste it, Daddy?”
“If… you like,” I croaked.
Her pointed, wet tongue snaked across the head and under it.
It flicked across the sensitive spot and I gasped and jerked.
“Feels good?” she asked.
I nodded at her upturned face and trembled.
She licked again. And again.
“How do I make it feel as good as you made mine feel?”
“Ummm..,” I stuttered. “Take it in your mouth and suck it.”
“Ooooooooo,” she cooed.
Her pink lips opened and her eyes watched mine as she slipped
the head into her hot, wet mouth. The tip of her tongue made
circles around the throbbing blunt end.
“Mmmmmmmmmm,” she hummed around it as she sucked and laved it.
“Careful… Kitten,” I wheezed. “I’m very close to… to
…doing it!”
“Mmmmmmmmmmmmmm!” she hummed. My cock popped wet from her
lips.
“You mean making the white stuff spurt?” she asked.
“Uh…Yes!”
“Oh, Daddy! Give me your stuff!!!”
Her mouth plunged over my straining disk.
Back and forth. Up and down. Gentle fingers cupped my balls
and rolled them as the small mouth worked on my cock. I felt the
convulsion deep in my balls and I grabbed her blonde head.
“Its…CUMMING, KITTEN!” I wailed, thrusting my cock into
her hungry mouth.
“MMMMMM!!” she hummed and sucked harder.
The flood broke and what seemed like quarts of scalding cum
erupted from my cock and flooded her mouth and throat.
Finally, I fell away from her and dropped to a chair. Her
mouth and chin were smeared with my come and she licked at it
greedily.
“Delicious, Daddy!” she gasped.
Wheezing, I looked at her passion distorted face.
“Whose fantasy is this? Mine or yours?” I rasped.
She smiled and kissed my drooping cock.
“A fantasy is something that you create in you imagination but
have never carried through. It’s too late for it to be a fantasy
for me.” She smiled at my wide eyed stare.
“What…what do you mean?” I asked.
“It has to be your fantasy. It is no longer one for me.” She
rose and gathered her clothes.
“See you soon, Daddy!”
She stepped out of my office, zipping her jeans.

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Horny Devil

Mike Harding was lost, he’d been stuck in the woods now for at least an
hour, it was starting to get dark, the sun slipping down below the tree
line casting long shadows as it descended.
Mike was getting nervous, he looked at his watch, it was a little after
9.00pm his parents would be wondering where he was, especially his over
protective mother, Sarah.
Sarah looked up at the clock she’d just unpacked it from the boxes and put
it on the wall, it had just gone 9.00 pm and still her son Mike hadn’t
shown up. Sarah had almost finished unpacking the stuff they’d brought with
them on this trip. Sarah, Mike and her husband John had decided to rent a
log cabin high in the mountains during Mike’s summer break so they could
spend some time together as a family.
Sarah looked at the clock again, she was getting worried now, it was almost
dark outside and Mike was still a young man at 17, he’d never really been
out the city before, what if something has happened to him she thought.
Mike could hardly see his hand in front of him now, the moon had risen but
the light from it hardly made it through the trees, he was getting really
scared now, he was a city boy, he’d being a fool to wander so far from the
cabin, he walked on almost blindly, then, in the distance he could just
make out some light, it’s got to be the cabin Mike thought, then he heard
the flapping of wings and little high-pitched squeaks and suddenly he felt
something bite down on his arm, then his neck, then more flapping, Mike
felt hairy skin touch his face, he began to scream.
Sarah swept a hand through her light brown hair, pushing it back off her
face, she was still a very attractive women at 43, her wrinkle-free face
made her look slightly younger and her trim, sleek frame and largish tits
which she kept in shape by exercising made her the attention of men
whenever she went out, her husband John knew this, they’d married just
after Sarah had left university to go and work at the company where John
was a manager, rather than love at first sight it had been lust at first
sight they could’t get enough of each other to begin with, constantly
fucking but now with John 13 years Sarah’s senior there sex sessions were
not quite that frequent, once a month at best, John had seemed to lose
interest about five years ago and Sarah certainly missed that aspect the
most from their marriage.
Mike started to run, the squeaks of the bats surrounding him as he ran
towards the light of the cabin, only some 100 yards away now.
Sarah went into the living room of the cabin, describing it as a cabin made
it sound small Sarah thought as she stepped out the kitchen and walked
down the hall to the living room, the cabin was state of the art, and it
was huge, with indoor swimming pool, sauna, games room, it was really
meant for groups of ten or more, but John had got a good deal from one of
his pals.
Mike almost tripped on a tree stump but managed to keep his balance, he
reached the door of the cabin, opening quickly he slid inside keeping the
gap small enough just to squeeze through then slammed shut the kitchen door
quickly behind him, he heard a loud thud as something hit the door hard
from outside then silence.
Sarah went into the lounge, John lay fast asleep on the couch, the t.v.
showing Jay Leno in the corner, it had been a long day with the drive up
here and John wasn’t a young man no more.
Bang!
Sarah jumped when she heard the noise, it had to be Mike she thought as she
left the lounge and went back towards the kitchen quickly.
Mike leaned againest the door, breathing hard from his running and panick.
“Mike! Oh! What happened?” his mother said as she came into the kitchen,
her son leaned againest the kitchen door, blood dripping from a couple of
nasty cuts to his neck and hand, he hair matted to his forehead and his
eyes were wide open in fear.
“I…..I..was..was attacked mom.something attacked me.” Mike stammered.
“Oh! You poor baby.” Sarah said as she stepped over to Mike.
“What attacked you Mike?” Sarah asked.
“Thi….think it was bats.” Mike said, he was sweating madly.
“Quick, we better sort those cuts out…..were you bitten?” Mike’s mom
asked, she took Mike’s hand and led him to the kitchen sink.
“Not sure.” Mike replied.
“O.k. you’d better take your shirt off, sit here, lets have a look.” Sarah
dragged a stool out from under the dining table and moved it over by the
front of the sink, Mike unbuttoned his shirt but left it on, his tanned
chest showing slightly, then he sat on the stool.
“I’m gonna need a first aid kit for this.” Sarah said looking at her son’s
wounds.
“Saw one under the sink I think.” Sarah muttered, she turned round and
bent down opening the cupboard doors under the sink to see if that was
where the first-aid kit was.
Mike watched his mothers firm ass rise into the air as she bent over in
front of him, she was wearing a mid-length summer dress, but the material
had tightened around her round, curvy ass as she leaned over, he could see
her panties outlined throught the thin cotton of the summer dress, his
mother leaned further forward looking into the back of the cupboard, the
dress lifting higher to show the backs of her tanned slender thighs, Mike
sat there his nasty attack almost forgotten about as his eyes traced the
outline of his mom’s round ass cheeks through her flowery dress just in
front of him.
Mike felt his cock getting hard as some dirty thoughts crossed his mind, he
looked down to see a slight bulge building in his muddy pants, he felt his
heart begin to race again, he’d always thought of his mom as an
attractive women but never really thought of her in a sexual way before
now.
“That’s it, I knew I’d find it”. Mike’s mother said, she straigtened up
again, smoothing down her dress over her round hips as she turned
around to face her son, first-aid kit in hand and smiled sweetly.
“Your gonna be alright honey, mommy’s gonna fix you up”
Mike smiled weakly.
Sarah ran some water into the sink, then taking some tissue she dipped it
in the water and turning back to Mike began to wash the blood from his
neck, droplets of water started to splash down his chest into the few hairs
he had on his belly.
“Your first day here and look what happen’s, you’re attacked by some bats.”
Sarah did’t want to tell him off, it was hardly his fault he’d got
attacked, she watched a droplet of water run down his neck onto his tight
abdominal muscles, Mike worked out alot becuase he was captain of the
school swimming team.
Mike grimaced slightly as Sarah bathed his cuts.
“Sorry.” Sarah said seeing the look on her son’s face.
“That’s o.k. mom.” Mike replied, his mother was leaning over him slightly
as she rubbed off the blood from the side of his neck, her dress was quite
low-cut and her could clearly see the tops of his mother’s firm, round
breasts barely inches from his face pushing out the cotton of her dress,
she wasn’t wearing a bra and her round, pointed nipples pushed out slightly
through the material.
Mikes cock grew even harder, pushing his trousers up into a tent, he’d
never gotten erection from thinking about his mother before and what he
wanted to do to her, he swallowed hard, his eyes taking in her round
curves.
“O.k. all done here, I think you’ll live, maybe get a doctor to have a look
at this in the morning lets have a look at that hand now.”
Mike raised his hand up to his mother, who began to wipe the blood from it.
Mike’s head was swimming with dirty thoughts, his heart beat faster and
faster, his cock was fully erect trying to push out from his pants, what
was wrong with him? he thought, having such depraved thoughts about his
mothers sexy body.
Sarah cleaned the last of the blood from his hand, then leaned closer to
look at it.
“looks like you were bitten, theres a puncture mark, did they get you
anywhere else?”
“No mom, that was it I think, I think I’m getting a headache mom, I’ll have
an early night I think”
“O.k. honey you rest up, your dad’s already crashed out on the sofa”
Mike stood up, he went to give his mom a goodnight kiss on the cheek like
always when he thought different, he quickly took hold of his mother,
wrapping his arms around her back and pulling her towards him, his still
erect cock pushing into his mother’s lower body and he kissed her
firmly, full on the mouth, forcing his tongue inbetween his mothers pouty
lips.
Sarah was taken by surprise by her son she felt something hard digging into
her, just above her pussy mound then Mike’s hot, wet tongue pressing into
her mouth as he moved his hands down her back and took hold of her ass
cheeks, one in each hand, he squeezed slightly as he pulled his mother
forward towards him.
“Ummph!”
Sarah felt her knees weaken slightly and she let out a muffled squeal as
her son took hold of her firm ass, she felt what had to be his cock
pressing even harder into her skin, rubbing againest her lower belly.
Mike took his lips away from his mother’s and moved round to her lower
neck by her collar-bone, planting some light kisses onto her smooth, brown
skin.
Sarah took a few seconds to regain her senses, when she did she swung her
hands upto her son’s chest and pushed him away firmly.
“What the fuck are you doing!” Sarah screamed quite loudly.
“Jesus mom, I’m sorry, I don’t what came over me, I just went kinda nuts
for a second..”
“…Giving your mother tongue is not right Mike, look I know you’ve had a
bad experience tonight so why don’t you go to bed and we’ll forget all
about this incident”
Sarah said angrily looking at her son, she looked down at his chest, his
hard abdominal muscles stood out through the gap in his open shirt, and
then she saw the obscence bulge in his pants, they were quite wet and the
material clung to his groin showing off the length of his cock as it pushed
out from his pants to the side.
Sarah swallowed hard, through her surge of anger she felt her pussy tingle
slightly.
“Sorry mo-” Mike said sheepishly.
“Just go to bed.” Sarah said her eyes still drawn to her son’s big bulge in
his trousers.
Mike turned and left the kitchen and took off for his bedroom, the
encounter with his mother had left him very horny and confused, why had he
done that? He thought, for a split second he seemed to have lost his mind.
Sarah watched her son leave the kitchen and shut the door behind him, once
he was gone Sarah sighed heavly and sat down on the stool behind her, what
had just happened between her and her son? She thought, Mike’s never acted
like that before, he was generally a shy boy, who even if the word sex was
metioned in his presense would blush a deep red, and there he’d been
grabbing at her ass, his cock pushing againest her. Again a shiver of
sexual excitment swept through Sarah’s body, she felt her heartbeat quicken
slightly as the image of her son’s long, hard cock showing through his wet
trousers crept into her mind. Stop! she told herself, what the hell am I
thinking? she thought, he’s my son.
Sarah stood up again and went into the living room, her husband, John still
lay fast asleep on the sofa, She didn’t want to wake him just yet, she went
over to the t.v. in the corner and tried to turn it off, accidently
pressing a wrong button as she did, now on the screen appeared a couple
fucking wildly! The woman was being taken up the ass doggy style, the man
leaning over her, pushing his cock in and out of the woman as she clawed at
the carpet with her fingernails.
Sarah stood there watching the screen as the man frantically rammed his
cock between the woman’s quivering ass cheeks, the woman’s moans of
pleasure running in tandem with her parteners strokes.
Sarah could’t look away from the screen, it had been a few years since
she’d seen a blue movie and she’d never really got into them but watching
these to lustful lovers had started to excite her slightly, she could feel
her pussy getting hotter, filling up with her juices, and instictively
moved her hand to her pussy mound, pressing on it slightly through the
material of her dress.
The man on the screen increased his pace, he took hold of the womans
shoulders pushing her ass back onto his rigid cock, the woman moaned loudly
as he did, she raised he head, her hair flying down over her face. Sarah
pushed harder onto her pussy mound, she took in a small intake of breath as
the erotic sensation ran through her whole body.
“C’mon….Ughhhh!…..Fuck me baby…do it…Oohh!” Screamed the woman on
t.v.
Sarah hadn’t felt this horny for quite some time, she pressed her
forefinger hard againest her pussy lips.
“Ohh!” Sarah moaned, the pressure againest her pussy lips producing a very
nice feeling.
>From behind her Sarah heard her husband moving about, panicking she quickly
moved forward and turned the television off, she turned around, but her
husband was still fast asleep, he’d just turned over on the sofa. Sarah let
out a sigh of relief, and a slightly guilty feeling came over her, fancy
standing there watching that blue movie she thought. Sarah decided to go
for a bath before bed.
As she climbed the stairs she could see the light coming from under Mike’s
bedroom door, maybe she should have a quick word with him about what had
happened in the kitchen she thought, she needed to find out if theres was
anything troubling him, Sarah and her son had always been quite close and
usually had a good mother-son relationship.
Sarah knocked on Mike’s door.
“Come In.” Mike said.
Sarah opened the door and looked into his bedroom, Mike was standing with
his back to her by the full length mirror in the corner, he was looking at
the top of his thigh in the mirror, his trousers were round his ankles, he
had taken his shirt off and thrown it on the bed, all he had on was a pair
of white boxer shorts.
“I’ll come back later.” Sarah said as she saw Mike in only his boxers.
“That’s o.k. mom, I was just looking at this cut on my leg, must have
caught it on a tree branch or something…what did you want?” Mike asked.
Sarah stepped into her son’s room, he only had the one desk light on and
the room was bathed in a dull orange glow, she looked over at her son, he
was still turned away from her and examining his leg, Sarah could’t help
but admire her son’s hairy muscled thighs and his fine, slim ass encased in
his tight boxer shorts, the material barely covering the bottom of his ass
cheeks.
“You hurt your leg as well? Let me have a look honey.” Sarah stepped across
to her son.
Mike turned round to face his mother, he stuck his leg out straight,
pointing it towards her.
Sarah bent down to examine the deep cut on his upper thigh, she thought now
would be a good time to mention what had happened in the kitchen.
“Mike, about what happened in the kitchen befo-”
“-I already apologised about that o.k. mom?” Mike said rather irritated,
Sarah couldn’t remember her son snapping at her like that before.
Mike felt a wave of anger sweep over him and he wasn’t quite sure why, he
looked down at his mother as she bent over to examine his leg, her breasts
had swung forward, the summer dress now barely containing them from
spilling out, he watched as his mother moved slightly, her breasts jiggling
from the movement.
Mike felt his cock hardening again.
Mike didn’t even think about the fact that it was his own mother any more,
the bites from the bats earlier were beginning to take effect, the bats
poison seeping through his system, changing his thoughts, overtaking his
brain.
Sarah finished looking at the wound and stood up.
“I think you’ll live, Mike what happened back there in the kitchen?” Sarah
asked.
Mikes anger had faded away and was being replaced by some horny urges, he
ran his eyes down his mothers body, trying to imagine her body through her
summer dress.
“Mike?” Sarah asked, she saw the way he was looking at her, but she wasn’t
quite sure what the look meant.
Mike’s cock was starting to move upwards, pushing againest his tight boxer
shorts, he was now only thinking about one thing – fucking his mother.
Something caught Sarah’s eye and she looked down her son’s body to his
groin, his long, hard cock was pushing out againest his boxer shorts, she
could even make out the deep purple colour of his cock-head through the
thin, cotton material.
Sarah felt the now familiar tingle of her pussy which swept through her
whole body.
“Mike…..err…I’m going to leave now, maybe you should talk to your dad
about these things your going through in the morning.” Sarah took her eyes
away from her son’s swollen bulge in his boxer shorts and looked back up to
his face, Mike was smiling slightly.
Mike took a step towards his mother.
Sarah took a step back, she knew if she did’t leave now something very
wrong was going to occur.
“Mike, whatever’s a matter…I’m sure your father will sort it out.”
Sarah’s heart was beating faster, she looked down at her son’s rigid cock,
pointing towards her, stretching his boxers right out, a drop of pre-cum
had stained the front of them.
Sarah swallowed hard, she turned to go out the door.
Mike stepped quickly across the room, he moved an arm either side of his
mother, pushing the bedroom door shut and pining her between it and him.
Sarah turned round quickly to face her son, she was getting angry, what the
hell was he doing? She thought.
Mike looked at his mother, her body pressed back againest the door, she had
nowhere to go, his strong muscular arms making sure she couldn’t duck out
from under him.
Sarah’s heart was beating very fast now, small sweat-beads had formed on
her brow.
“Mike let me go this instant!” she said angrily.
“You don’t mean it mom…you’ve got something I need.” Mike said casually,
his head was swimming with dirty thoughts, just 2 hours ago he would have
never dreamed he could act like this but now the bat’s poison was taking
effect turning him into something very different.
Mike dropped his head down slightly, opening his mouth he bit down lightly
through his mothers dress onto her right breast, his tongue darted out
wetting the material trying to locate her nipple.
Sarah looked down at what her son was doing, she moved her right hand to
his forehead trying to push him away, she succeded for a moment and Mike
pulled his head back but quickly returned again using his tongue tip on his
mothers hardening nipple.
“Uumm!” Sarah couldn’t help but let out a slight sigh, she felt her nipples
harden from the touch of Mikes tongue.
Mike began to run his hot, wet tongue over the now firm nipple, her thin
cotton dress now wet through where he’d been licking at it.
“Ohh!” The stimulation had gotten to Sarah and she let out a little moan,
her body had started to respond no matter how much she tried to fight it.
“Mike…..please Mike.” Sarah closed her eyes as a wave of sexual pleasure
shot through her.
Mike moved his attention to her other breast, again biting down onto the
tip of her tit and licking the hard nipple with his tongue.
Sarah felt her knees wobble a bit.
Mike stopped his licking and raised his head again to face his mother, the
smile on his face even wider now.
Sarah opened her eyes, her son was looking at her. She now knew what that
look was in his eyes, pure lust.
Sarah panicked, she raised her hands to her son’s chest and tried to push
him away but Mike stood fast pushing his weight back againest his mothers
body.
“Please Mike, whatever it is your thinking we can’t do it, I’m your mother
Mike, please just let me go, look, I promise I won’t tell your father about
this if I can go now.” Sarah promised.
Mike just smiled back, for a moment he looked like some innocent school
boy, then he leaned forward kissing his mother full on the lips, quickly
while she was taken by surprise he took his hands from her sides and pulled
down the shoulder straps of her dress, guiding them down her arms, the top
of her dress fell down, the material sliding down over her round, firm
breasts, exposing the large, hard red nipples which stood out againest
the creamy skin around them.
Mike quickly moved his hands back, pining his mother againest the door
again, he lowered his head, taking her left nipple into his mouth, he
started to suck on it, his tongue running over it intensly.
“Ohhhhh….Nooo…Stop! Mike..Stop!” Sarah begged.
Mike hardly heard her words, he took the dark red nipple between his teeth,
chewing it lightly, then he gave it a gentle suck all the time running the
tip of his tongue across it.
“Umph!” Sarah moaned, she threw her arms back againest the door as another
fantastic sensation pulsed through her body.
Mike sensed his mother wasn’t about to run away now and took his hands away
from her sides, he pulled the straps of her dress down further and moved
his hand under her right breast, pushing it up towards his waiting mouth,
he ran his other hand down the left side of his mothers body and onto the
top of her thigh.
Sarah had her eyes closed tight, her head tilted back againest the wood
door feeling every erotic sensations as her own son, teased her nipple
making her shiver with sexual delight.
Mike moved his hand to the inside of his mothers thigh, he gently guided
his hand upwards lifting the front of her light cotton dress up, his
fingers touched on the front of her slightly wet panties.
“Mmmm!” Sarah gasped, she felt Mike touch the front of her panties and
pushed her ass back againest the door, away from the touch of his fingers,
trying to resist him.
Mike moved his hand forward again, this time pressing his forefinger and
index finger againest his mothers white panties.
“Ooh God!” Sarah murmured, she threw her head forward, her forehead
brushing againest her sons left shoulder, she raised her left leg off the
floor and began to rub the inside of her thigh againest her sons leg.
Mike began to slowly rub on his mothers panties, feeling her wet pussy
mound sticking to the cotton, he continued to tease her right nipple
with his tongue, swirling the tip back and forth across the hard nib.
Sarah’s mind was filled with pleasure, her sons eager rubbing on her cunt
was sending her crazy sexually, but still a small part of her brain kept
telling her this was very wrong.
“Mike…..Ohh!….Hon…honey…please you have to…t…Ummm!..STOP!”
Sarah just managed to spit out, the erotic sensations exciting her to the
point of not be able to talk.
Mike wasn’t listening he continued his two-finger rubbing, pressing her
panties harder againest the raised pussy mound.
“Ummph!…Ohhh!” moaned Sarah
Mike let go of his mothers tit, and took his hand away from her wet
panties, he raised his head to look at his mothers beautiful face, she was
biting her lower lip, her hair matted across her forehead.
Sarah felt her son stop and a wave of disappointment swept over her, she
had become aroused by Mikes actions and had not wanted it to end.
Mike, seeing his mothers disappointed face gave her a dirty smile, he moved
his right hand back down to her panties, grabbing hold of the elastic
waistband holding them up, he hooked his fingers underneath, pulling the
elastic away from her body slightly.
Sarah stood there, she felt her son take hold of her panties.
“What you waiting for?” she gasped.
Mike pulled on the elasticated waistband hard, a tearing sound filled the
air as the elastic stretched then snapped followed by the rest of the
cotton panties ripping down the side.
“Ohhh!” Sarah gasped, the force of her sons actions made her slightly
unsteady on her legs and she fell forward againest Mikes hard
body.
Mike pulled the panties away and threw them across the room.
Sarah looked down her son’s body, he still wore his boxer shorts, and she
could clearly see his cock sticking out, fully erect, stretching the
material.
Mike smiled as he followed his mothers gaze.
“Does mommy want my cock?” he asked
Sarah stared at her son’s long, thick cock as it pushed out his boxers,
she moved her hands to either side of his body and began to push
his boxer shorts down, his round, bulbous cockhead came into view first,
dark purple in colour it pointed up at her as she slowly revealed more of
his shaft.
>From down stairs the phone started to ring.
Sarah’s heart skipped a beat, she thought of John asleep on the couch, the
phone almost certain to wake him up.
The phone continued to ring.
Sarah let go of Mikes boxer shorts.
“I’ll have to get that.” she said looking at her sons disappointed face.
Sarah pulled her dress straps back up covering her beautiful breasts, she
smoothed down her dress and turned to go out.
Mike let her go, he also knew the phone would have woken his dad up, and
also the mood had been broken, the sexual spark had gone, for them few
moments he’d almost managed to seduce his own mother.
Sarah opened the bedroom door without looking back, her sexual urge had
subsided in her urgency to get the phone that was still ringing, she ran
down the stairs, as she did she felt the cold air of the house on her wet
pussy lips and remembered what Mike had done to her panties.
The phone was just at the bottom of the wooden staircase, Sarah picked up
the receiver.
“Hello?” She asked.
A voice spoke on the other end.
“Oh hi mom……..yea we got here this morning…” Sarah started to tell
her mother about their trip to the cabin.
Upstairs Mike pulled his boxers back up, he smiled an evil smile, he was
sure he’d have another chance to fuck his mom.
Mike woke up with a start the next morning, he had been having some kind of
weird dream which he could’t remember, but he was left with the sense that
it had been quite erotic and had involved his mother to some extent. He lay
in his bed for a few moments thinking about what had happened the previous
night, he felt no guilt or shame about what he’d try to do to his mother,
in fact as he thought about, and his mothers horny body he felt his cock
begin to harden, pushing up againest his bedsheets.
The poison in Mikes system was making him sense things he could’t before,
he felt full of energy and confidence, but most of all he felt horny.
Sarah was putting some cornflakes in a bowl in the kitchen when her son
walked in, she looked across at him, he was only wearing his pyjama
bottoms, his tanned, muscled upper body catching the morning sunlight as he
walked to the fridge, looking over at his mother as he did, Sarah turned
away feeling ashamed, she’d awoken that morning and had been overcome with
guilt of what had occured last night and hadn’t been looking forward to
this moment.
“Hi Mike.” Sarah tried to sound casual and relaxed, her husband John was
sitting at the kitchen table, a big stack of car magazine’s he was catching
up on spread out across the surface and he was thumbing through them
slowly. Sarah did’t want him to know anything about what had happened
between her and Mike.
Mike looked across at his mother as he walked into the kitchen, she was
wearing her full-length pink bathrobe tied tight around her slim waist, her
long, brown hair flowed around her shoulders shining in the sunlight, she
didn’t have any make-up on apart from a little lipstick, she looked at him
for just a second then quickly turned away, he smiled slightly.
“Morning mom, dad, sleep well?” He asked innocently
“Hey son, Slept great, especially after that long drive yesterday.” Mike’s
father didn’t look away from his magazine as he spoke, he was engrossed in
some big car story, Mike’s father liked his cars.
Sarah said nothing, she was waiting for the kettle to boil for her coffee
and looking out the window ignoring her son.
Mike poured himself some orange juice and sat opposite his father at the
table, he pulled one of his fathers magazines across the table and sat
there studying it.
Sarah made her coffee and turned to sit down at the kitchen table, she was
going to sit down next the her husband but he was occupying his half of the
table with his car mags, if she didn’t sit at the table her husband would
think there was something wrong then he would be pestering her trying to
find out what it was, John didn’t like arguments or fights in his family,
he was quite sensitive and always became upset if his family weren’t
getting along. Sarah took the seat next to her son on the opposite side
from her husband.
Mike looked across at his mother as she sat down, the bottom of her bath
robe had come apart slightly exposing the length of her left leg, tanned
and slender, Mike felt his cock grow hard just from looking at a bit of his
mom’s bare flesh.
“So what we going to do today?” Asked John, not looking up from the
magazine he was reading.
Mike turned back to his magazine and pretended to read it while slowly
taking his right arm of the table and casually dropping it to his side.
“I don’t know dad, haven’t really thought about it.” Mike replied.
“John, you and Mike should go fishing, theres a big trout farm just down
the road I was reading about in the guid…..” Sarah’s words trailed away,
she felt something slowly running up the inside of her left thigh and
looked down to see her sons hand lightly wrapped round her exposed thigh,
his fingers rubbing on her skin.
Mike looked across at his mother, she turned to look at him, a shocked
expression on her face, Mike grinned evily and moved his hand further up
the inside of his mothers thigh.
“Read what dear?” Asked her husband.
The touch of her sons fingers as he worked his way up the inside of her
partly open thighs sent a bolt of sexual electricity through Sarah, she sat
bolt upright and looked across at her husband, he had looked up from his
magazine wondering why Sarah had stopped.
“Sorry?” Sarah asked, trying to look calm.
Mike pulled his mothers robe apart more under the table exposing more of
her thighs, he glanced across, his mothers robe was wide open now from the
sash down and Mike could clearly see she wasn’t wearing any panties this
morning, he placed his hand again near the top of her thigh, moving his
fingers in a gentle circular motion upwards towards her exposed pussy lips.
“What did you read in the guide?” John asked slightly irritated.
“I…errrrr….read that it was the, the..errr…best around, thats ALLL.”
Sarah’s voice shot up in pitch as another erotic feeling surged through her
body, she felt her hands shake slightly, cuasing her to spill a little
coffee from the cup she was holding.
“Really?” John said hardly bothered and returned to his reading.
Mike was right at the top of his mothers thigh now, he twisted his fingers
round and hooking his forefinger and index finger slightly he began to
manipulate his mothers pussy lips, strecthing them apart.
Sarah bit down hard on her lower lip stopping herself from moaning aloud,
her sons fingers were playing with her pussy lips, teasing and manipulating
them, making her shiver with horny delight.
Mike knew his mother was responding to his touch, he could hear her
breathing get louder and quicker.
Sarah began to move her ass back and forth on the chair, rubbing her pussy
harder againest her sons fingers, the chair creaked slightly from the
movements and Sarah looked across at her husband but he was still totally
engrossed in his magazine, she placed her cup on the table and then layed
her hands flat on the tabletop as she felt her cunt start to get hot and
her pussy juices began to flow.
Mike used his thumb and index finger to spread his mom’s pussy lips wide
then slowly began to insert his forefinger into his mothers slick tight
pussy, slowly rubbing it round the edge as he did.
Sarah pressed down hard on the table and threw her head back a little, her
eyelids fluttered for a moment as her son began to stick his finger inside
her, she moved her ass forward with a quick thrust taking her sons finger
inside her, the wood chair creaked loudly.
Mike’s finger was now fully inside his mothers wet cunt, he turned his
finger in circles rubbing it againest the walls of her pussy as his mom
rocked her ass back and forth along the length of his finger.
Sarah rubbed her feet along the floor as her sexual excitement grew,
somewhere in her brain it was telling her this was very wrong but Sarah was
hardly listening any more, the taboo of her son doing this to her and with
her husband not 3 ft away excited her even more.
John looked up from his magazine and looked across at what Mike was
pretending to read.
“How about that new Beetle huh? Isn’t that something?” he asked.
Mike didn’t miss a stroke, he just kept of teasing his moms pussy, trying
to locate her clit bud.
“Yea dad, sure is a stunner.” Mike casualy replied feigning interest, his
father smiled and returned to thumbing through his own mag.
Sarah looked down and watched as her sons fingers spread her pussy lips
wide then let them go, they shook slightly as they came together sending an
intense, horny bolt straight through her, she was having to fight hard to
control her emotions, her whole body was incredibly horny, her nipples had
hardened and were rubbing againest her robe sending small shivers of
delight up and down her.
It didn’t take long for Mike to locate his mothers little clit, he ran his
forefinger over it.
Sarah almost lost it as Mike ran his finger across her swollen clit, she
pushed her lower body forward sharply, the back legs of the chair left the
ground as she impaled herself onto the length of her sons finger, again she
threw her head back as the uncontrollable sexual feelings went through her,
she closed her eyes tight savouring the moment.
Mike rubbed faster and faster on his mothers clit, his fingers were now
slick with his mothers pussy juices as she became wetter and wetter, Mike
knew if he continued to tease his mothers pussy she’d be coming very
shortly.
Sarah ran a hand through her hair pushing it away from her face, she licked
her lips feeling Mikes fingers manipulating her cunt, his wet forefinger
rubbing along the inside of her pussy. Sarah looked across at her son, he
was looking down at the car magazine pretending to be reading it, she ran
her eyes down his big chest and down across his hard abs and finished at
his groin, his pyjama bottoms were been forced upwards from the length of
his cock pressing hard againest the material trying to escape.
Mike saw out the corner of his eye his mother looking at him, looking at
the bulge in his pants, all in good time he thought, he slipped his index
finger into his moms hot, wet pussy as well now and started to use both
fingers on her clit, rubbing it slowly, then a bit faster.
Sarah squirmed on the chair as Mike inserted his other finger into her, she
really wasn’t going to be able to take much more of this, she was very
sexually aroused now, her pussy throbbing wildly, the impending orgasm
building inside, Sarah bit her lip again, breathing hard through her nose
as another sudder of pleasure went through her.
Mike felt his moms pussy clamp down onto his fingers lightly and then
release again, her breathing was ragged and loud from the excitement, she
was incredibly aroused he thought, it was time to stop.
Mike pulled both his fingers out from his mothers pussy and ran his hand
down the inside of her thigh, leaving behind a trail of pussy juices as he
did, then he moved his hand back onto the table and picked up his glass.
Sarah felt Mikes fingers slide from inside her and looked across at him,
the disappointment showing on her face, he turned to her and grinned evily
then stood up, he obscence bulge in pyjamas could clearly be seen and Sarah
couldn’t help but look at it, her imagination running wild with naughty
incestous thoughts, her pussy was throbbing wildly from her sons finger
fucking and she wished he would have finished the job, she had almost been
about to orgasm.
Mike took his glass over to the sink and washed it under the tap, his hard
cock rubbing againest the edge of the sink unit, he knew how aroused he’d
made his mother and hadn’t finished the job on purpose, he now knew his mom
would do little to resist any other advances he made towards her.
“You going somewhere Mike?” Sarah asked, she was looking at her sons tight
ass cheeks outlined through his pj’s as he stood with his back to her
washing his glass, his strong muscualr back rippled as he turned and put
the glass on the drainer.
“Yeah, thought me and dad could check out that fishing lake, thats if your
up to it old man.” Mike replied slapping his dad on the back.
John looked up from his magazine and smiled.
“Hey, less of the old thanks, I could still whip your ass any day, right
honey?” he asked his wife.
“Sure John.” Sarah replied, she was looking at her sons muscular body as he
stood behind his father, watching his abs tighten as he breathed in and his
large chest twitch as he scratched an itch.
“O.k dad whatever but lets go catch some fish, see you later mom.” Mike
said walking out the kitchen casually as though he hadn’t just been finger
fucking his own mother.
“O.k. son be right there.” John said getting up from his chair, he walked
around the table to his wife and kissed her on the cheek looking down down
as he did.
“You better not let Mike see you like that honey.” John said jokingly.
Sarah looked down, her bath robe was still open, her small patch of wiry
hair and still wet pussy lips lay exposed between her slightly open thighs,
she quickly pulled her robe across covering herself and looked at her
husband, he was smiling at her.
“It might give him ideas, like the ones I’ve got right now, maybe tonight
we could have an early night, you know what I’m saying?” He asked.
“O.k. honey we’ll do that, but now you’ve got to catch something for
dinner.” Sarah replied, she felt her cheeks redden, she thought her husband
had noticed what had just occured right under his nose.
“Yes maam.” John said, standing up straight and saluting his wife.
Sarah smiled halfheartedly, her pussy still throbbed and her mind was
racing with sexy thoughts which made her pussy throb harder.
“Bye.” John said leaving the kitchen.
“Bye honey.” sarah said, she stood up and took the dirty dishes to the
sink, she thought about her son, what had gotten into him she thought, it’s
like the devils taken over him, and what was she doing letting him do these
things to her, she’d always thought her son handsome and maybe even sexy in
some way but she’d hardly thought about it before, he had a certain
something about him which attracted women to him, he’d had girlfriends
since he was eight years old and since then they’d never seemed to stop
coming, and she knew he’d be sexually active since 14 when she found some
condoms in his room and confronted him about them, he admitted he had been
sleeping with someone but it was until later Sarah found out it was his Art
teacher, who was only two years younger than Sarah, the affair was stopped
and Mike moved to another school.
Now Mike was trying it on with his own mother she thought, an image of her
sons hard cock flashed into her head and she felt her pussy twinge
slightly, she rubbed her body againest the edge of the sink unit, againest
her pussy mound. Calm down she told herself, he’s your son, exactly said
another little voice in her head, wouldn’t that be exciting to get fucked
by your own young, sexy son it said. No! Thought Sarah he’s my own flesh
and blood. That big cock rammed into you to the hilt spoke the voice again.
No! Thought Sarah again, I couldn’t do it, it would be wrong.
Sarah didn’t see her son again that evening, her husband John had arrived
home at about six that evening and said he’d dropped Mike in town to get
his bites checked at the doctors, John had caught a couple of fish and they
ate them for
dinner that night then went to bed. In the end John said he was to tired
for sex, not that Sarah minded to much, after her husband and son had left
that morning she’d managed to finger-fuck herself to orgasm twice,
imagining
her son had been thrusting his hard cock deep into her, making her moan
with
pleasure, but afterwards when she had cum she felt ashamed of herself for
having such thoughts.
Mike got in at about 9 pm and was surprised to find his mom and dad had
already gone to bed, he felt incredibly horny, the doctor had given him a
shot againest rabies and taken a sample of his blood but the bats poison
was now fully affecting his body, he wasn’t quite sure what was wrong with
him, he seemed to be constantly thinking about sex and he’d had an erection
all day.
Mike sat down in the kitchen eating crackers, when he suddenly had a wicked
idea, he got up and taking hold a chair he opened the kitchen door and
stepped outside then smashed the kitchen door window through with the chair
leg, the sound of breaking glass filled the air, Mike put the chair back
and went through the living room and ran up the stairs to his parents
bedroom, without knocking he rushed in and over to his father who was fast
asleep, he shook him hard.
“Dad! Dad, I think theres someone trying to get in down stairs.” Mike said
with panic in his voice.
His father woke up.
“What son, what is it?”
“Dad, I heard someone breaking a window downstairs, sounds like someone
trying to get in.” Mike replied.
“What!” His father said jumping up from the bed, he rushed out the bedroom.
Sarah had been woken up by the noise.
“Whats going on?” She asked
“Don’t worry mom, just stay here.” Mike said as he left following his
father.
Sarah sat up in bed slightly alarmed.
Mike followed his father down the stairs.
“Sounded like it came from the kitchen dad.” Mike said smiling behind his
dads back.
“O.k. son stay behind me.”
Mike and his father stepped through the lounge and burst into the empty
kitchen, John saw the broken window and the glass scattered on the floor.
“Goddamit, looks like you were right son.”
John walked to the back door and unlocked it, he turned on the switch by
the door for the outside light and opened the door to look out.
“I thought I heard someone messing about down there by the garage dad.”
Mike lied.
John looked down at the garage which was at the far end of the garden, he
couldn’t see anything from here but wanted to make sure.
“Mike I’m going to have a look around, you lock this door while I’m gone
and go and tell your mother whats happened, I’ll knock twice when I come
back so you know its me, o.k.?”
“O.k dad be careful.” Mike said sarcastically, he waited for his dad to
leave and then locked the door. He went back out through the kitchen and up
the stairs to his parents bedroom, his mom was still sitting up in bed, the
duvet pulled up around her, she looked at her son as he entered, he was
again only wearing his pyjama bottoms, Mike walked upto the edge of the
bed.
“What the hells going on Mike?” Sarah asked slightly scared. “Did I hear
you say someone had broken in? Wheres your father, Mike?”
“Dads outside making sure there isn’t anybody there.” Mike said, he took
hold of the duvet in both hands and pulled it off the bed.
“Mike!” Yelled his mother, as the duvet flew off the bed, Mike saw she was
wearing a longish t-shirt which was bunched up around her slim thighs, her
large breasts pushing out againest the material, his mother panicked
slightly and tried to jump off the bed and run past Mike, but he grabbed at
her round the waist and threw her back on the bed, the t-shirt lifting
right up
round her waist, revealing her little black panties underneath.
Sarah lay on the bed, she was breathing hard and slightly scared, but she
also was getting aroused, she knew what her son had in mind and that
excited her, she looked into her sons eyes and saw the same look she’d
seen the other night, like something had taken over his body.
Mike jumped onto the bed and squatted over his mom on all fours, trapping
her body againest the bed, he took hold of the bottom of his mothers
t-shirt and pulled it upwards, exposing her breasts, the large nipples
pointing up towards him, he dropped his head and ran his tongue over the
left nipple.
“Ohhhmm!” Sarah groaned, she felt Mikes hard cock pressing againest the
inside of her leg.
Mike kept licking on the nipple as it became hard from the touch of his
tongue.
Sarah felt her sons hot breath againest her skin and watched as he kept
teasing her nipple, her body shivered as a delightfully horny sensation
swept through her and she threw her head back moaning.
“Mmmm.” She gasped, she didn’t try and fight her son off, her two previous
encounters with him had made her incredibly horny and this time was no
exception, already her pussy was throbbing lightly.
Mike moved off his mothers breast and started to run his tongue down her
body, running it over her hard, flat belly leaving a trail of wet saliva
behind him as he worked his way down through her small hairs on her tummy
to her black panties.
“Ooooohh.”
Sarah arched her back off the bed as her son rolled his tongue down over
the front of her panties, the tip of his tongue pushing through the silk
material, pressing againest her pussy mound, then he bit down lightly on
the front of the panties and pulled them away from her body before letting
go, the elastic waistband snapping back againest his mothers skin.
“Mmmm…Mphh!” Sarah cried out, she clawed at the bedsheet as she felt the
panties snap back into place againest her sensitive pussy lips.
Mike began to press his tongue againest the front of the panties, swishing
it up and down, making the material wet.
“Ohhh..Baby!” Cried his horny mother, she parted her legs wider and pushed
her ass off the bed and into her sons face.
Mike licked on his mothers panties for a moment more then moved his hands
to the waistband of the panties and began to pull them down his moms tanned
thighs.
Sarah lifted herself off the bed slightly so Mike could pull down the
panties easily, she licked her lips waiting in anticipation for her sons
next move.
Mike left the panties wrapped around his mothers ankles and moved back
between her parted thighs and blew againest her red partly wet pussy lips.
Sarah felt her sons hot breath on her pussy lips and she squirmed her ass
around on the bed.
Mike started to place light kisses on the very top of his mothers right
thigh, working his way round to her pussy.
“Ommm…yea!” Sarah gasped, even Mikes small kisses made her more horny,
she threw her hands behind her head, stretching them right out and lifting
her lower body off the bed a bit as she felt her son move onto her swollen
pussy lips.
Mike ran his tongue over the outside of Sarahs pussy lips, her body
shivered with pleasure as he did, she pushed her lower body upwards
further, making sure her pussy was right in her sons face, Mike ran his
tongue over the hot, wet lips again, this time he could taste her pussy
juices as she became wetter.
“Mmmmm.” Sarah murmured.
Mike moved both his hands upto the inside of his moms thighs and pulled
them apart further, he could now quite clearly see his moms wet, swollen
pink pussy lips in front of his face, he moved his hands up the inside of
his mothers thighs, his fingers brushing againest her skin, reaching the
top he moved his fingers onto her cunt and pulled back her pussy lips
slowly with his fingers.
“Ohmmm…Mmm..” Sarah said biting on her lower lip hard, her knuckles were
white as she clawed hard at the bedsheets.
Mike stuck his tongue out and ran it againest his mothers exposed pussy
entrance, which was giving off a slight musky smell of arousal.
Sarah wiggled her ass on the bed and brought her knees up by her chest as
the fantastic sensations zapped through her body.
Mike moved the tip of his tongue further into his mother pussy, he began to
lap it back and forth like a kitten with a bowl of milk, his saliva mixing
with his mothers pussy juices.
“Mmmm…Oh!..Uggh!” Gasped Sarah, she moved one of her hands onto the top
of her sons head, grabbing hold of a clump of his hair as she pushed his
head down.
“Thats it….More!…..Ohhh!” She said eagerly urging Mike on.
Mike curled his tongue slightly, the tip probing the inside of his moms
pussy, his nose rubbing againest the curly hairs around it. He bobbed his
head up and down slightly keeping a good rythmn.
Sarah arched her back off the matress again as she felt the sexual
sensations run through her, she had her eyes closed tight feeling every
movement of her sons tongue as he explored her.
Mike increased the speed of his pussy licking, trying to make his mom reach
the next level of arousal, he ran his tongue over her small clit as soon as
he located, again his horny mom thrashed about on the bed, her ass pushing
her lower body back and forth againest his face.
“Ohh!…Yesss!..Ughh!” Screamed Sarah feeling her son start to tease her
sensitive clit, she felt the beginings of an orgasm in her belly, she took
hold of her sons hair and pulled his head away from the inside of her
parted thighs, he looked up towards her.
“Fuck me…Now!” She demanded.
Mike smiled, his wet lips shining from the light of the bedside lamp,
without saying anything he moved back off the bed and stood up, still
looking at his mother he took hold of the sides of his pyjamas and pulled
them to the ground, his hard, thick cock stood up proudly through his long,
curly pubic hair. the foreskin was pulled back and the big, purple cockhead
was dripping with some pre-cum from the japs eye.
Sarah lay there, breathing hard and looking at her sons magnificent cock,
her pussy was throbbing sending out little sexy feelings.
Mike moved back onto the edge of the bed, and slowly crawled up his mothers
naked body.
Sarah waited eagerly for her sons cock, she needed to be sexually fulfilled
now however wrong it was to fuck her own son.
Mike was on all four now between his mothers parted thighs, his cock
standing up hard between his legs, he moved forward a little more, lining
up his cockhead againest his moms pussy.
Sarah moved her hands onto Mikes hard buttocks and dug her fingers into the
flesh lightly, she pulled him forward feeling his cock begin to enter her
awaiting pussy.
Mike slowly pushed his cockhead in, watching his moms face as she closed
her eyes and moved her head to one side moaning as his cock slid in some
more.
“Ooohhhhh!” Sarah screamed out, she dug her fingernails in harder into her
sons buttocks.
Mike kept pushing in the rest of his long cock upto the hilt, he felt his
moms pussy lightly clamp down all around it, it was quite a tight fit, Mike
had fucked some young girls before and they’d always been nice and tight,
he thought his mom wouldn’t have been the same but he didn’t really notice
any difference.
Sarah felt her sons meat work its way up inside her, god it felt good she
thought.
Mike was almost all the way in now and stopped, his breathing hard and
ragged, he then slowly pulled his cock out a bit, just a couple of inches
then quickly slid it back in, his moms tight cunt rubbing againest his cock
sent some horny feeling through him.
“Yesssss!!!” Gasped Sarah as Mike started to pump his cock in and out of
her pussy, she lifted her legs up and threw them over her sons back,
interlocking her feet, her kness pressed into either side of his body.
Mike began to push his hips in and out at a quicker pace, his cock sliding
in and out of his moms wet, hot pussy with ease, he lowered his head, and
took his mothers left nipple into his mouth and sucked on it lightly.
“Mmmm…Oh! Baby!…Yes….Yessss!” Cried Sarah her body was awash with
horny feelings, her orgasm was steadily building in her as her son’s cock
bored into her, cuasing her ass to be pushed back into the matress with
every thrust of his body, she moved one of her hands off his ass and ran it
inbetween his legs and cupped his cum-sac squeezing it gently.
Mike felt his mom playing with his balls and liked it, he could feel the
cum beginning to build up inside his sac.
Mike pumped his cock faster and harder into his moms pussy, he was
stretching over her pushing the whole of his long cock inside her, make her
moan with pleasure, the bed springs creaked underneath them as they
continued to copulate.
Sarah felt her sons cock bore deep into her, his width rubbing along the
walls of her pussy and her clit sending fantastic sexual vibrations through
her, making her moan loudly with intense delight.
“Ohhhhh!!!…Mmmm..Fuck…Ommm!..FUCK ME!” She screamed at the top of her
voice, she held her legs tight againest her sons sides, her body rocking
back and forth in time with Mikes thrusts, with her left hand she still had
hold of his left ass cheek, her fingernails dug deep into the flesh cuasing
a slight trickle of blood to begin to roll down onto the bedsheet.
Mike didn’t feel any pain though he was to intent on shooting his load into
his moms waiting pussy, he hammered his meat harder into his mother,
grunting as he did, like some primitive beast.
“Ohhh…Yesss..Babyyyyyy.” Moaned Sarah, she squeezed her sons swollen
balls a little harder, feeling them as they tightened up as the cum built
up for his orgasm.
The bed springs squeaked in time to Mikes thrusts, mixing with Sarahs moans
with every thrust of his hips pushing himself deep down into his mothers
pussy.
Squeak! “Yessss!” Squeak! “Ommmm…Yess, yes..Ohhh..Yes!” Squeak!
Sarah couldn’t remember having being fucked as good as this before, her
whole body was on fire, her orgasm was almost ready to be unleashed, she
wouldn’t last a whole lot longer, every time her son hammered his cock into
her and out again she came that bit closer.
“Fuck me!…..YES!….C’mon..Baby!” Sarah urged, she opened her eyes and
looked at her son, he looked very serious and was grimacing, closing his
eyes everytime he pushed his hips forward, his muscled arms pushing down
hard into the matress either side of his mother, she looked down her body
and watched as her sons big cock bore down into her, her own son she
thought, and with that she began to feel her first orgasm start.
“Yes!..Ughhh…God…Commmm…I’m..comingggg!!!” Sarah screamed, she pulled
her legs up tight towards her and planted both her hands firmly on her sons
ass pulling him forwards into her as she began to shake wildly feeling the
orgasm flow through her.
“Ommm!…mmm…Humm….YES!….” Screamed Sarah.
She felt her orgasm explode, The pleasure coursing through her naked body
made her tight pussy-hole suck and contract reflexively around her son’s
deeply impaling prick, her trembling hips bucked uncontrollably off the bed
as she felt the amazing rush of the orgasm sweep over her.
“Yes….Ohhhh…Ughhh..Yes!” She cried out.
Mike kept pumping his mother, as she orgasmed he felt her pussy clamp down
hard onto his cock, the friction on his dick was almost too much but he
managed to last a few more strokes before he finally felt himself start to
come.
“Yessss!….Gonna cum!” He shouted as his cock unleashed its sticky,
white cum into his mothers wet pussy mid-stroke, Sarah moaned loudly as she
felt her sons jizz shoot into her pussy and down into her womb.
“Mmmm..Godddd!” Sarah moaned out, she threw her head back and closed her
eyes tight.
Mike kept pumping for a few moments as his orgasm kept going, his throbbing
cock kept spurting more and more cum into his mothers hot, wet passage, he
had never had such an intense orgasm before then.
Sarah’s squirming pussy squeezed all the cum Mike had from his sac, the
cunt-muscles not letting go of his thick shaft, she continued to push her
hips up to meet the last of her sons strokes downwards into her.
Mike collasped on top of his mothers body, resting his head between his
mothers large, round breasts, he could hear her heart beating loudly, his
cock was beginning to deflate but was still buried deep within his mother,
her pussy still tight around his shaft he felt the last of his cum leak out
of his cockhead as his cock pulsed one last time.
Sarah pinched her sons ass cheeks one last time then took her hands away
and lay them by her side, she was breathing deeply, her heart beating
wildly, she felt her sons cock start to shrink inside her cum-filled pussy,
she looked up at the ceiling thinking about what they’d just done when she
was hit by a thought.
“Mike! Your father, where is he?” She asked alarmed.
“Oh my god! He’s still outside I think.” Mike replied, he jumped up off the
bed and scooped his pyjama bottoms off the floor and put them on quickly,
he looked over his naked mothers body, taking in her long, slender legs and
small waist which emphasised her larger than average breasts and felt his
cock begin to get hard again already.
Sarah lay still watching her horny son pull his pants on, she already felt
quite guilty about what had happened, will I be able to look John in the
face again? She thought, but she couldn’t take her eyes off her body as he
pulled his pyjamas on, she watched his muscles flex and licked her lips
without thinking about it.
Mike ran from the bedroom without saying anything and headed downstairs, he
ran through the living room and into the kitchen avoiding the broken glass,
through the kitchen window he could see his father huddled up againest the
door, he unlocked it quickly and pulled his father inside.
“Jesus christ! I said five minutes son, I’ve been stood out there for at
least twenty minutes, where the hell you been?” John asked angrily, his
eyes flashing with anger.
“Mom was upset and scared, I had to….calm her down.” Mike said avoiding
his fathers stare.
“O.k. We’ll talk about this in the morning, I can’t see anything out there
but if there was someone around here I don’t think they’ll be coming back.”
John said.
Mikes watched his dad leave the kitchen then smiled an evil smile, he’d
enjoyed fucking his mother and he knew she had also, already his cock was
getting hard thinking about his next move…

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Mt. Kangchenjunga {Complete}

Peter Clifton who is Alpinist, is given the dangerous mountain and a dangerous mission. Can he be able to withstand the pressure? Or will he breakdown ? How this journey changes his life forever…?

A Failed Dominatrix

Sitting in a white room sat a white chair, gathered around the room on the floor were hundreds of red balloons. White and red candles burned along the shelf that was at chair rail level close to 175 candles flickered and lit the room in an erotic illumination. Soft music filled the air; I believe it was Eric Clapton singing a sweet symphony of “You Look Wonderful Tonight”. My heels clicked on the parquet floor. I surveyed the room; it was beautiful and would be absolutely incredible by dark which was about 30 minutes away. I waited for him to get off work, his instructions tonight had been to come to the studio and I would be waiting for him. He worked hard all day, and sometimes I enjoyed spicing up our marriage.
I looked at my watch I had about 20 minutes until he showed up. I went into the bathroom in the back taking my outfit out of the bag. I had purchased a leather dominatrix outfit, complete with a whip and tall leather boos that pulled up to the cheeks of my ass. Once I was leathered up, I looked at myself in the mirror. My tits were tightly bound by the leather and were held up nice and perky. I applied red lipstick to my lips, and brushed out my long dark hair. I looked very sexy, and I knew it. Walking into the main ballroom, it was lit by the light of 175 candles; another 80’s song was playing on the radio that I didn’t recognize. I walked to the big window and looked out, I heard footsteps approaching the door outside, and I heard a key in the lock, the door swung open. I kept my back to the door knowing that it was him. I heard his feet on the floor. He stopped perhaps 3 feet behind me, and stopped. I still didn’t turn to greet him. He sighed heavily before he spoke,
“Baby, turn around, “he said sweetly.
I turned and faced him, I watched as his eyes started at my face and made their way down to my breast, all the way down to the tips of my boots. He looked into my eyes.
“You’re so sexy, “he said.
“Thank you, do you want to play now,” I asked.
He nodded his head and came the other three feet, his put his arms around me, and I pulled away.
“I am in the master tonight, “I said.
He raised his eyebrow and looked at me; he smirked and then stood back with his hands down to his side, in submission. I took his arm and told him to take off his shirt, and his jacket and to sit down in the white chair. He walked back over and sat in the chair. He slipped off his jacket handing it out to me and then unbuttoned his shirt handing it to me. I loved to watch him undress, I did it every night, and his chest was sleek and dark. His abs was tight and fine for his age, his dark complexion complimented by his long black hair that was past his shoulders. In the kitchen he typically kept it pulled neatly into a pony tail but tonight it was down and gorgeous. Laying his clothes down I walked over to him, in my hand I had a riding crop, I tapped him on the shoulder and then the arm and he sat still waiting for his orders.
I could feel myself getting excited,
“I want you to stand up and kiss my neck and my lips and nothing more, “I ordered.
He stood and his lips went to my neck kissing the little dip below my chin, moving down my neck I felt his wet hot tongue on my neck, he sucked and then kissed gently down my neck, making his way up to my ears he sucked my lobes and came to mouth. He held my face in his hand as his lips softly brushed against mine. His tongue parted my lips as it explored my mouth. His tongue found mine and they danced for a few minutes. My pussy was throbbing, and my nipples were hard.
“Sit down,” I said
He did as he was told and sat back in the white chair. I handed him the crop and ben over in front of him. He knew what to do he began to smack my ass with the crop; he swung down hard, the whip cracked on my ass loudly because of the leather. I reached between my legs and pulled the snaps on the crotch of my outfit. It spring up over my ass. He continued to smack me ass with the whip. I could feel the whelps starting to form. I still didn’t want him to stop it was turning me on; I spread my legs further for him. He pushed me over so my hands were touching the floor. He made me spread my legs a little further and he cracked the whip, the leather hit my pussy lips and stung like hell. I felt the wetness slipping from little cunt. He continued to hit me; I was close to having an orgasm.
“Sit back in that chair,” I instructed as I told him I stood up. He again did as he was told. Which was indeed hard for him because he was use to giving orders? “Take your cock out,” I said, he unbuckled his belt. Unbuttoning the button he unzipped his pants, reaching inside his pants he took out his cock. It was hard. It stood against his belly that was covered in black curly hair. I walked over to him and turned away from him, straddling him, my legs spread and my cunt lips were spread, I slipped the head of his hard cock into my dripping wet pussy. He moaned as he entered my hot little pussy. I was in control, I moved my legs up and down in a half squat so I could take just a little more than the head inside me. I began to move faster. His hands rested on my hips as he tried to push me down onto him. I bucked his advances but he was strong he pushed me down and I allowed his entire cock to fill my tight little pussy. He hit my cervix as he shoved me down hard. An orgasm racked my body, my pussy tightened over his cock as I came.
Standing I turned back around and faced him, I squatted facing him again taking just the head of his big dick into my wide open pussy. I slid him inside of me, he held my hips again as I rocked on him. He reached to my tits and began to pull them out of my leather outfit. He pulled the right one free, and began to suck on my hard little pink nipple. He squeezed hard as I moaned, and came down hard on his dick, he felt so good deep inside my slit. I moved my hips in a round motion as I fucked him. Hooking my feet around the legs of the chair I had all my weight on him. The balloons floated around the floor of the room when the air kicked on, creating an erotic scene as I fucked him in the chair. He fucked me harder, and then pushed me off of him. I moved off and he held me above his cock, he moved the head of his dick to the opening of my tight ass. I looked at him to plead him not to it was going to hurt and I knew that. He held his dick in his hand and moved it into my asshole, I tried to move away from him but he had me tight. In one motion he shoved his entire cock into my asshole down to his balls. I screamed and tried to move myself off of him. He was having none of it; I had lost control if I ever even had it. He began to move his cock harder into my asshole. His cock was hard and felt as though it would tear my ass in half. He grabbed and pinched my hard tits in his hand pulling my nipples far out. The pain was intense but not as bad as his dick in my ass.
I managed to get off of him; he shoved me down to the floor amongst the red balloons.
“Now baby, you move up to that chair and face me, “he said.
Sitting in the chair he took my legs and slid the boots off, and put my legs up on his shoulders. He moved his head down between my legs, his tongue caressing my clit. It was hard, and I knew I was soaking with cum. He licked at my clit and put his finger to the first knuckle inside my hole. I was getting close to cumming; he was relentless on my clit. I came, I more than came, I squirted all over his face. My legs tightened around his head, as he continued to lick my smooth little girl like pussy. My plump lips were on each side of his mouth as he continued to lick and suck at my sweet smooth little inner lips. I squirted him again in the mouth as he drank my cum down. I felt his fingers going back for my asshole. He moved off my pussy and watched as he fingers my ass.
“Your ass baby is wide open, the hole is open, and your pussy hole is round and slick, red inside and hot as hell, “he said. He began to bang his fingers hard into my pussy. He stopped and then inserted a second finger. My ass hung over the chair and my legs were still up on his shoulders. He moved his fingers in and out of my cunt for a few more seconds. He moved and began to add another finger into my puss. He then added the forth, I moaned as he worked his thumb into me. I had all of his fingers as he began to move his hand around forcing me to take more and more. I moaned loudly my pussy was full, I wasn’t sure I could take anymore. He began to lick at my little clit small circles as he forced more of his hand into my cunt. I could feel my pussy stretching tighter around his hand. I felt a pop and extreme fullness, I looked down at my cunt, and his hand was in my pussy up to the wrist. My lips were stretched out until they had disappeared, my inner lips were on each side of his wrist, and my clit was stretched out wide, the middle sticking up like a hard little cock. His tongue flicked at my clit, I was going to cum watching him fist fuck my pussy. I was so full, I realized that he was hitting my bladder and I couldn’t take anymore. I didn’t even warn him, but I began to piss hitting him in the mouth face and chest. He looked at me piss dripping from his face.
He pulled his hand out of my cunt, I watched as it slid out and was left wide open. He shoved his cock into me, and began to fuck me, he moaned as he pulled his cock out, I had expected a big pussy full of cum, instead he began to piss on my clit, I reached down to smack it hard as he pissed on it. It was so hot I could hardly stand it, the more I smacked my clit and inner little soft lips the more excited I became, I came hard as he shoved his cock back into my pussy. He moaned and grabbed my tits hard as he shoved in up to his balls and came deep with my hot folds of skin inside of my cunt. He was breathing hard, as was I.
I had failed at being a dominatrix, but, I had been fucked in my fantasy room and I had come endlessly so what difference did it really make if I couldn’t be the master, I certainly was the slave.

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Amy’s Nude Day Fun

Mark had never been naked outside like that. Mistress Amy had always forced them to do whatever act she depraved act she desired in the privacy of their apartment. But not that day. Oh, no.

life as a boy/girl chapter 6 part 1

This is part one of the final chapters of the series I have poured alot of work into. It’s not really long and I guess it’s not all that intresting but hey. Oh yea I would like to say sorry about the last chapter and not saying which chapter it was hehe yea I was in a rush and pressed the wroung button thinking that the system would save my story.