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Cabin Fever: Need A Little Company – Prologue

This is a fanfic stemming from the movie “Cabin Fever”. Marcy and Paul’s brief yet passionate affair awakens a powerful mutual sexual attraction between them, that is complicated by their personal incompatibility and the complications of life.

My brothers friend

It was a Friday night and i was sitting in my room reading, putting of my chemistry coursework i kept telling myself that i would stop after this page, then not stopping so ok i will stop at half past. half past comes and goes and i am still reading finally i stop and go to my computer and start on my chemistry. about half an hour later i was stuck utterly stumped. i was trying to work through it, trying to concentrated. it didn’t help that my brother and his friend were making a lot of noise playing something on the X-Box. finally i snapped and stormed into his room and told them shut the fuck up because i was trying to work. “Sorry Katie” Alex, my brother said sounding very sincere but as i closed the door behind me i heard him say “God she can be such a bitch sometimes”
“ahh but she is so fit” josh, his best friend replied.
“dude that’s my sister J-man” Alex replied laughing. i went back to my room to try to work more but i couldn’t work out the problem and gave up and went back to my book.
Mum called me down for tea i came down and sat opposite Alex and Josh “Katie me and your dad are going out for the evening so your in charge. You boy’s hear that, you listen to Katie.” the boys nodded. during tea i noticed josh staring at me a lot, mostly at my boobs, i thought i was quite funny and kept giving him the chance to have a good goggle before looking up to almost catch him at it. we finished tea and went upstairs i was bored of reading now and after i had gone on face book for a while i was about to go down stairs when i heard the boys next door discussing me, things like what i was like in bed and what positions i might like. Alex threw quite a few insults into the mix but seemed to be considering the conversation seriously. they got very little right and i found out more about my little brother than i had ever wanted to know.Josh had decided i was a bit shy and quite but that in bed i would really come out of my shell. he was wrong i was i like gentle and soft, passionate. i didn’t like it rough. after they had finished discussing may sexual preferences i went to watch some TV before going to bed.
i was dreaming about sex, in my dream this hunk from school was fucking me his penis was thin and it was more like being fingered but it was nice, then i woke up and though i was still asleep there was no hunk on top of me thrusting himself into me, but there was something there something in my pussy, i didnt understand at first i was drowsy but suddenly it snapped i looked down and saw Josh with his finger in my pussy. i yelled and pulled away wrapping my duvet around me hunching into the corner of the bed. josh shot backint9 the corner of the room. “Shh Katie don’t freak out please just .. let me explain stop please shhhh” he stammered
“dont freak out, what the fuck you little pervert” i hissed back
“ok i cant really explain its just i was soo horny for you”
“oh and thats supposed to make it ok is it?” i said i i noticed his dick sticking out still erect from his…exploits
“noo it just. i mean im sorry i just couldn’t help myself you are the sexiest girl i have ever seen the other girls i have fuck its been nice, amazing actually but with you it would literally blow my mind. id give up all the other times i have had sex just for one time with you, i have never been this crazily horny about anyone ever…”
“that still doesnt mean you can essentially rape me”
“i know, i know i just had to see if you were as awesome down there as thought you would be”
“and am i” i asked snidely
“oh my god you are just too good, so hot better than i could possibly imagine”
“huh” my anger relented slightly as he poured the compliments on my eyes also kept shooting to his dick, it was quite a nice dick, big and thick especially for his age and it was still rock hard. i remembered s little fantasy i had had a few days ago that i thought i could possibly see here. “look, Josh i like you and i don’t want things to be weird between us. so what i am going to let you do is sit on the end of my bed and look at me naked while you jack off, no touching tough, cant leave you with that thing sicking out” i nodded towards his dick “but i want you to do something”
“what, anything”
“i want you to catch you cum in your hand and swallow it after swilling it around in your mouth”
“oh errm…ok sure” he replied hesitantly
“ok then. also your not allowed to tell anyone ever” i motioned for him to come and sit on the edge of my bed as i pushed the covers to one side and pulled off the big t-shirt i was wearing and sat cross legged at the top of the bed. he knelt on the bed and started wanking slowly. i actually found it very erotic the feeling that this boy was wanking over me. i felt quite complimented too, although i crush that though because guys would wank over pretty much anything, i knew cos i had walked in on my brother quite a few times. one time it had been over a frozen image on the telly of a cartoon game character. i refocused on the moment and realized i was fingering myself slightly too, and that Josh had sped up quite a lot, i also realized how horny i was now, i cursed Josh, now i wanted to actually fuck him but that would be like rewarding him for violating me. aww screw it i wanted it too much, i slid myself over the bed towards him and without saying a word i wrapped my danty hands around his shaft and started stroking up and down. i stopped after only a few strokes and bent down, uncrossing my legs and stretching them out behind me i stared kissing his cock, then i slipped it into my mouth. i slid up and down taking all of it into my mouth then i started humming gently and resonantly vibrating his cock in my mouth my hands resting on his thighs. i take his dick all the way to until he hits the back where the vibration is strongest.
“Katie, Oh fuck Katie, im going to cum you’ll have to get off, i cant swallow it like this” i keep going despite this “Katie really im about to, ohhhhhhhhhh, oh uumph” his load shot into my mouth with surprising force again and again until it started dripping out the corner of my mouth. when he had finished i slipped off his cock and came up to kiss him my mouth still full of his cum, i leant forward and he understood what i wanted as we kissed swapping the cum between out mouths our saliva mixing with it and each others my tongue ran over his teeth until we swallowed the cum and broke away from each other. i bent down and cleaned off his cock witch by this point was sagging a little. “Fucking hell Katie that was amazing” he ginned as he fell back onto the bed.
“we can stop there or you can actually fuck me if you like” i reply grinning
“oh fuck please” he replied. “just…give me a minuet”
“sure hun” he was ready very quickly and he decided on missionary position, keep it simple he said. so i lay back and opened my legs, bending my knees. he positioned himself between my legs and placed the tip at my entrance he slid into me gently the look of ecstasy on his face was priceless, his hands moved quickly to my breasts and he started fondling them, gently pinching the nipples as his shaft ploughed into me, he was thrusting hard, then he took my legs and placed them on his shoulders holding my thighs as he used them to pull himself deep into me i thrust back onto him my breasts bouncing with every one of his thrust he sped up his balls slapping against me he placed a hand on the small of my back lifting my back up managing to get in even deeper then he picked me up and slammed me against the wall behind me thrusting up into me i felt the orgasm building and i pushed him down he fell back onto the bed with me straddling him still over his cock as i slammed down again and again moaning each time as i started to contract again and again juices started flowing out of me, this clearly made josh very very horny as he thrust back into me pushing himself right in and letting loose a long burst of cum. pump,pump,pump, his cock kept unloading itself as i slowly died down he kept cumming, it was about half a minuet before it stopped. he lay there exhausted and i lay on top of him eyes closed lost in the moment. we lay there for a long time, finally i felt his breathing fall into that natural rhythm caused by sleep. i slowly slid off him and picked him up and carried him to his camp bed in Alex’s room i lay him there fast asleep. and when to bed myself i was exhausted and fell asleep right away. i woke up late in the morning and went down stairs for breakfast, josh looked up as i entered, Alex wasn’t up yet. “Hey Katie” he said.
“mornin” i gave no indication of what had happened the night before, a look of confusion passed across his face. had he imagined it. i never gave any indication that it had actually happened, and he could never be certain it had, i always caught him looking at me sideways but he never acted on it. neither did i. the next moth i left for uni, i didnt see him again after that. but i would always remember him as my first time…

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The Girl Wet Dreams are made of…

The Girl Wet Dreams are made of
I was getting ready to leave the school parking lot that evening. I did some art work for the stage for the prom king and queen dance coming up. I saw a car with a girl in it just sitting there. I wondered if she had car trouble. I walked towards the car and recognized the car. It was the prom queens car.
She was the prettiest girl in school, no question. She had a great personality to go with it. No big head but just a beautiful hot looking girl.
I tapped on the window and ask if she was having car trouble. She looked at me with tears in her eyes, and she was crying. She zipped down the window, and said: “I’m fine, I’m fine.” I said: “Oh, do you always cry when your happy?” She began to giggle. She smiled and told me her boyfriend had just dumped her. I said: “Oh, did he suddenly go blind?” She giggled again.
I said: “Ok, get out of the car so I can wipe those tears off and get you some fresh air. She took a big breath and got out. I took my handkerchief, put my hand on her shoulder and started wiping around her beautiful eyes. “Suck some air.” I said: “ She smiled and took a big breath. I said: “There, now you drive without looking through wiggly water tears.” She took another big breath, thanked me and got in her car and drove away.
I touched the prom queen! I wiped her eyes! She talked to me! I saw her close up without fainting or her noticing my boner! Wow, I was having a major buzz about all this. She was stunningly beautiful. Perfect skin, hair, lips, and everything else I might have left out. Nice big tits, hips and ass that were…fucking perfect. I floated home and was in a dream world thinking about her.
My sister asked me what I was so happy about. I told her. She said: “ Big deal, she’ll never give you a second look, enjoy your dream while it lasts.” I said: “Thanks sis, your #1“, and gave her the finger as I started to come after her. “MOM”….her usual wounded call…”He’s being mean to me!” …and the usual reply from mom. “Son, be nice to your sister.” My sister gave me a ‘so there’ look and wiggled her ass at me. Of course I mooned her and went back in my room. “MOM, He mooned me!”….I hear mom and dad laugh and dad say: “Did it hurt?” my sister said her usual: “Daaaaddy, be nice!”
Back to my dream girl. Sis was probably right , she (the prom queen to be girl) would never talk to me again, but I was enjoying the boner thoughts.
I tossed and turned trying to go to sleep.
The next day in school the ’Queenie’ ran up to me started kissing me in front of the everyone. She slammed me down, ripped my clothes off and hers too and started fucking me like a wild woman. She started sucking my dick hard while jacking me…I shot in her mouth!!…
then I woke up….
I had the best wet dream ever. I had cum all over me and my hands were holding my dick. I could still feel her lips sucking on me. I drifted back to the dream. She was naked, and was now sticking my dick in her, sitting on top of me….we were alone…in a big house with a big bed. She leaned over and I felt her big tits on my chest. She kissed me as we fucked slow and deep. My hands felt her body all over as I held her moving hips. She moaned in my ear…”Oh yes…oh yes…I’ve wanted to fuck you for so long…fuck me hard baby…make me cum with you….fill me with your cum…faster baby…were both going to cum now…hold me tight….OH God….” then I woke up again.
My sister was standing over me. She said: “Having a good dream, were we?” She was looking at my big boner tenting up the covers. I said: “Why yes, I was dreaming about you and Godzilla going at it. “ Now she gave me the finger and wiggled her ass at me. She said: “Were you dreaming about ‘Queenie’?” I said: “Oh no, I was dreaming about YOU!…was it good for you too?”
She giggled and said she has had dreams about me before. I did NOT….want to hear her dreams about me, but there was no stopping her now. She sat on my bed and quietly told me about her dreams about me. (yawn) As she talked, she slowly began to lay down beside me. Her dreams were…wow….very sexual. I couldn’t be mean to her and just listened. She was becoming a young woman now and new feelings were effecting her usual “MOM…he’s…” whatever. She really was a good sis, and we did care about each other. Her dream story’s were not helping my tent go down. In fact they were really hot dreams about me and her sneaking feels and stuff.
She ask me about my dreams about the prom queen. At first I said to myself…no way sis!….but I thought about it and for some reason decided to see if I could make her horny with my dream. I knew it was kinda mean, but I’m doing it in fun, so what the hell.
I started in
“Queenie just couldn’t forget me and tracked me down and knocked on our front door. She said: “Oh I’ve found you, I have to talk to you bad.” Then I told her the dream got fuzzy and next thing I knew we were lying in my bed and she was kissing all over me. She had to have sex with me and begged me to fuck her….”
That’s when I woke up with YOU standing over me. Sis giggled and said: “Did you think I was queenie?” (normally I would have said: ’in YOUR fucking dreams, girl!) …but I was in a cool mood and said: “At first…YES!…I had sure hoped so, your both….a….are girls. You both have…long hair…a….and nice tits…and “
She giggled and hugged me and held it. She whispered: (“…so you like my titties?”) I said: “Oh yes, I dream about them all the time.”
“You liar, you do not!, you’re a fart!”…I said: “No, no…I like them. Maybe if I saw them naked I would like them even better?”
I knew I shouldn’t have said that as soon as I said it.
I was waiting for…”Mom! He’s trying to see my titties!” …but instead, she got on top of me and sat, lifted up her top and flashed me with her real nice tits. My tent went to max, and she felt it as she was now sitting right on it. Her face lit up as she knew she had just given me a boner.
I said quietly: “Wow…sis…those are nicer than in my dreams…can I touch them?” She looked at me and said back: “Do you really want to, or are you just messing with me?” I said: “Forget it, you’d just tell mom and dad on me anyway.”
She looked around and put my hands on her fine tits. Damn, I’d never felt them before and they were perky and she had big nipples. Now my boner was trying to punch thru my boxers and her panties, both. She was excited now and closed her eyes as I felt them and played with her nipples. She began to squirm on my cock. I had to move her or suffer a broken cock. I whispered: (“..move back a little, sis.”) She slid back off my cock….ahhhh…that was better until it popped up over the top of my boxers.
She immediately looked down and saw it. Her eyes went big and she put her hand over the head. She looked around to make sure mom and dad couldn’t see it if they surprised us and came in my room. Her hand caused it to jump under her hand. She looked at me with a delighted smile. She squeezed it, making it jump again. I sat up before we got caught. She rubbed one tit across my lips and giggled as she got off of me. I turned towards the wall to wait for it to go down. It didn’t want to go down. I heard her whisper in my ear. ( “I’ll be back tonight.”) I whispered back: (“No…we’ll just get in trouble, I was just teasing you anyway sis.”) She gave me a hard spank on my butt and left.
The spank helped my boner go down….but one thought about her and her tits and it started up again. I could still feel her nipple sliding across my lips. Damn her anyway.
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Back in art class, I got sent back to the stage to keep working on the prom king and queen set.
My mind was on the queenie and nothing else. At the end of school I headed for the parking lot. Oh shit…there she was standing by her car alone. I put my head down like I didn’t notice her. I didn’t want to embarrass her about her crying over being dumped. I hear. “Hey…art guy.” She was walking right towards me. “I saw you today working on the prom set. You looked so engrossed in your work, I didn’t bother you.” I thought…
‘Girl, you bother me 24/7 and don’t even know it. ‘
“Oh I had my mind on the prom queen and….I mean the set for…..the king prom queen thingy…I…” I stammered. I looked at her beauty and froze. She had on her cheerleading outfit. My eyes scanned…tits,face,legs,tits,face,legs…and then,….Mr.Hardon came to visit. Mr. Hand went in my pocket and got him by the throat and pinned him against Mr. Leg. Queenie smiled as she watched me do all that.
She walked with me with her arm through my arm. Where are all my buddy’s now to see me walking arm and arm with the queen! She said a girl walked up to her today and said that her brother had a crush on her. “What did she look like?” I asked. She described my sister perfectly.
Note to self: Kill sister, hide the body in a volcano. I was so embarrassed I said nothing. We ended up at her car, as she turned to face, one handed, me. She said since she got dumped, she had no date for the Sr. Prom. …pause…
I couldn’t talk. “Do you have a date yet?” she asked.
Come on voice, don’t let me down now!…
I said: “No…but YOU…must have a thousand guys wanting to take you.” She said no, every guy assumed that, and they don’t bother to ask.
Speak you fool…speak! I thought.
She said: “Ok then I’m asking you to take me to the prom, if you want to.” Somehow I said “Yes”. She then hugged me and I hugged her back. We just stood there …..
Oh Shit…Mr. Hand left his job!, and Mr. Hardon was trying to wave at queenie’s pussy. Next thing I know we are kissing real hot. Now Ms. Pussy is pushing her weight against Mr. Hardon. She’s wiggling back and forth on him and they are trying to fuck right in the parking lot. We kept this up for a long while.
I drove home to now to kiss my sister and get on my knees and kiss her hand. I tied a jacket around my waist to hide my never ending boner.
Queen and I after many long phone calls wanted to fuck bad. I had the best wet dreams ever, and she was having them too. We went to phone sex, we left notes to each other, she stiffed a pair of her panties in my pocked at school. A very cruel thing to do to me….so… I returned them…with a large deposit added.
(LOUD)…“The night of the prom is when your mom proposed to me!!!”….”I DID NOT!…you proposed to me!!!”…came mom’s voice from the kitchen.
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I had heard this story many times from both mom and dad. What they didn’t know is dad’s sister, (my horny aunt) got drunk one night at one of my regular visits to her house and told me the parts they left out.
“They fucked like rabbits!, in the school parking lot, he butt fucked her in the girls restroom, they even fuck on the front school steps at 3am in the morning! At the same time your dad and I were getting it on, we fucked right in his and my room at night and mom and dad never knew it! I use to suck him off in the shower, he would fuck me in the back seat of his car. He was fucking us both.
We still fuck when Ms. Big Deal Queenie ain’t around.”
“Now….are you gonna fuck me, or just lay naked on top of me all night, boy?”
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Kelsey part 2

I made sure to keep everything else as normal as possible. Nothing had happened earlier today, of course not. And I had to force myself to behave normally for four and a half more months, when I knew full well how many days would be left.
I guess that Kelsey had the same idea to count the days, because two weeks later she sent me a pic, similar to her yearly birthday offerings: a provocative pose, with a note saying “4 more months!”
Well, I’m glad she hadn’t changed her mind about me…
She did the same for three, two, and one more month left. Aside from the monthly pics, I didn’t see her at all; not when I picked up Shawna for carpooling, not at work, nothing. Shawna didn’t even talk about her very much.
But I had a feeling that Kelsey wouldn’t stop at just the one-month mark….
Sure enough, I got a pic at the one-week timeline. Then the six-day, five-day, four-day, etc. She was counting down just as much as I was! Such a relief for my libido… Finally, it was getting close to the day she would turn 18. She sent me a text the day before her birthday:
‘less than 24 hours!’ I couldn’t help but smile. And I was very glad that I didn’t have to work for the next three days…
By the time 9:00 PM rolled around, she started texting me hourly updates, ‘3 hours left’ ‘only 2 hours’ ‘1 hour now!!’ And finally she texted me immediately after midnight.
‘hooray i’m legal now! ready for some fun? i have a party today, we have to wait until tomorrow, sorry!’ I was disappointed, sure, but the very idea that I could legally do something to her now was… amazing. And I understood; it would be odd for her to not have a large party, but that would also mean that she and I couldn’t get any time alone together without arising serious suspicion. And I was patient enough to wait until tomorrow…. if I could get to sleep at least. I had to keep myself busy on her birthday to not obsess over the situation.
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I was just getting out of the gym. I had had a good workout – a very good way to distract myself from what awaited me. I was just about to start my car and head home, when my phone rang. I didn’t recognize the number; it wasn’t stored in my phone.
“Hello?” I said. I was quite expecting it to be a wrong number or something.
“Hi Phil, this is John, Kelsey’s dad.” Fuck fuck fuck FUCK, why was he calling me on his daughter’s 18th birthday?! This could not be a good sign….”Um, hi, how’s it going?” I was hoping I didn’t sound too nervous.
“Well, you and I need to talk.” Oh shit. “I know what Kelsey’s been doing, and I know what the two of you are planning.” FUCKFUCKFUCK I’m a dead man. Her dad was going to beat me to death with my own arm or something. “I want you to know that I’m OK with it.”
Wait, what?
“Yeah, you heard me right. I don’t like it, but I’m OK with it. Basically, I’d rather it be somebody I know, somebody I trust. Somebody I know will treat my little girl like she deserves to be treated.” He was obviously having difficulty saying this to me. “I don’t want some pathetic dweeb being her… first; if I had to choose, it would be you, and thankfully she agrees with me.”
I was stunned. Speechless. I think I kind of gasped and fumbled with my words. He seemed to take the hint.
“You don’t need to worry. Like I said, I’m not too fond of the idea of her being with anybody at all, ever, but I’d be a fool to think it’ll never happen. She’s told me how much she likes you; she’s even told me that she tried to get you… tried to get it done a few months ago, and told me about your self-restraint. I appreciate and respect that, thank you. But now you don’t need to hold back. Anyway, I just wanted you to know that. OK?”
I was still speechless. I think I said a few non-words before finally settling on “Yeah, OK, thank you sir!”
“Please, don’t ‘sir’ me. This isn’t some favor, this is my daughter we’re talking about, not a damn present!”
“Yes, of course, I just mean…” I was tripping over my own tongue.
“I know, please, can we just stop talking about this? I’ve said my peace, and now I’m going to have a stiff drink. Bye.” He seemed calm enough.
“Bye.” I just said. He hung up first. I think I understood what just happened…
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I wasn’t sure where “it” was going to take place, so I spent the rest of the day cleaning up my apartment. Finally everything was in place…
I had to take some serious sleeping aids that night. My imagination was in over-drive, and I wanted to get to bed early enough so that just about any time Kelsey was ready at a reasonable hour, I would be too.
I woke up at about 9:30. I didn’t doubt that Kelsey still had some friends at her house, so I didn’t expect her for at least a couple hours. Had to distract myself… Breakfast! That’ll do, I’ll make a nice, big breakfast to kill the time! Not to mention giving me the energy for later… activities…
It was nearly noon, when I got a picture message on my phone. It was from Kelsey. It took me a second to recognize what I was looking at, but then it struck me: the number on my apartment door! I rushed over to it, opened the door, and sure enough, Kelsey was standing there, looking amazing.
She was wearing a simple pale-blue babydoll shirt. She had short-short jeans on, and her fantastic legs ended in sneakers. I was staring wide-eyed at the vision before me.
“Well?!” I was mesmerized; her exclamation brought me back, and I let her inside.
“Kelsey, you look… fuckin’ awesome!” was all I could come up with.
“Yeah, yeah, yeah, take off your damn clothes!” Well, who was I to argue? She had already kicked off her sneakers, and was pulling her shirt off. I undressed as quickly as I could.
I was staring at that amazing round ass as she wiggled out of her shirt and bra. I walked up behind her, my own pants still on. I grabbed her from behind, letting my hands run over her smooth tummy. I started kissing her shoulder; she immediately started breathing heavily. My hands made their way up to her chest.
Each breast was perfectly-sized for my hand. I squeezed them gently, savoring the sensation. Her nipples were already getting harder; I could feel them constricting against my palms. My mouth was making its way up her neck, and eventually I turned her around. We locked in a passionate kiss. Our hands were running up and down each others’ backs; the sheer softness of her skin, the taste of her lips, it was all intoxicating. She broke the kiss first.
“This is great and all, but it’s not really what I came here for.” I took the hint easily enough. I led her to my bed. She quickly stripped out of her shorts; I was staring at her backside again. She twisted and looked at me.
“Like what you see? I wouldn’t have pegged you for an ass-man!” She was running her hands across that fantastic ass.
“I’m not, actually; you just haven’t turned around yet!”
“Well, what’re your pants still doing on?” OK, that’s all I needed, and soon enough I had shed my clothes. We were both completely naked together, standing next to my bed. Kelsey was taking me in; she hadn’t turned, and was carefully covering anything I might be able to see.
“Hmm, not what I was expecting. Then again, I’m not really sure what I was expecting. Plus, you’ve been going to the gym!” I glanced down; my erection was sticking straight out. I had trimmed this morning in the shower, after breakfast. Admittedly, I wasn’t much to look at “downtown” but hey, dick is dick right? At least she wasn’t laughing…
“Well, you’ve seen mine… quid pro quo?” I said. I was dying to get a full view of her fantastic 18-year-old body. She turned around, and it was just as perfect as I ever could’ve imagined. She wasn’t too pale, but also not a sun worshiper. And thankfully, she had done quite a bit of trimming “down there” as well. I’ve always preferred a smooth workspace; she had a faint, tightly-trimmed sharp arrow of hair just above her perfect little slit. I walked towards her, hypnotized. I stretched my arms out, wrapping them around her waist, down to her cheeks, and gave them a little squeeze. She squeaked at me, and squeezed my butt too.
I swiftly turned and swept her off her feet – literally – and promptly put her down on my bed. I moved her so that I was standing between her legs. I leaned over her, kissing her, and moving my mouth down to each nipple, giving them each quite a bit of oral attention. She was pressing her chest into my face, loving the feeling I was giving her. But I wasn’t done yet…
I began to kiss down her midline, past her belly-button, and finally over the remaining patch of blond hair. I kissed the patch, just for good measure, before moving down the inside of her left thigh. I was raising her leg so I could get better access to all her sweet spots (but not getting too close to her Honey Pot – at least, not yet!).
She was writhing at the sensations of having my lips run around such a sensitive area. I was savoring the sensation myself; the whole experience of having such a fantastic opportunity all to myself! The smell of her skin, the taste of her thighs, the litheness of her legs. Perfection.
I moved closer to her labia, began kissing and lightly licking around it, not yet going inside. She had grabbed my head and was trying to push me deeper, trying to get me to skip ahead. Now that wasn’t fair, she had been teasing me for how many years, and I couldn’t get a few minutes?!
Finally, I allowed my tongue to penetrate her outer lips. She gasped as she registered the pleasure of having my mouth give her such a sensation. I ran my tongue up and down her slit, not venturing in too far yet. Eventually, after I had had enough of her nails digging into my scalp, I brought my tongue to the top of her lips, and curled it around the little nub of her clitoris.
“Mmmm!!! Oh, fuck, MORE!!!” I started to suck on it, play with it with my tongue, then move attention back down to her slit. I spread her lips, letting my tongue run along the inside, and once again wrapped it around her clit. I toyed with it for a minute, then started humming; this brought an immediate reaction of her back arching completely off the bed. I kept it up, alternating between the clit and momentarily giving her labia attention. Eventually I just concentrated on the nub; I had long ago discovered that my tongue had a particular talent of being able to roll around, while curled up, and up until now I had been dying to try it out on this particular piece of female anatomy. It clearly had the desired effect: the combination of all the sensations sent spasms through Kelsey’s body.
She was convulsing with an orgasm, and I rode her out the entire time, locked onto her clit. I could tell she was having a hard time breathing; eventually, the waves wound down. I slowly worked my line of kisses back up, pausing for a few seconds at each nipple, before finding my lips pressed against hers. She kissed me back equally passionately. She was panting, even after our lips unlocked.
“Fuck! That was amazing!” I was happy she enjoyed herself.
“You’re telling me! I’m glad you liked it!” She looked into my eyes.
“I think I’m ready now.” She didn’t have to explain.
I stood up, taking her hands in mine. The bed was the perfect height; neither of us needed to adjust for me to enter her. I lined up, leaning in slightly, pressing the head against her opening. I looked at her, held her gaze; she gave me a little nod, and I thrust into her virgin pussy. I could feel the hymen breaking; the pain on her face was quick, but I didn’t doubt that she was still hurting. I left my member buried in her for a while as she got accustomed to its presence. I wanted this to be as painless as possible, and I imagined that immediate thrusting would not feel particularly good.
Slowly, her expression changed; she was getting used to the discomfort. I bent down and kissed her, holding her hands above her head. I started thrusting, and I could feel her face scrunching up again in pain. Once again, I thrust into her and left it inside; I started kissing her down her chest, lifting her up to get better access at her nipples. I was amazed that I hadn’t blown my load inside her, although I was concentrating on a few other things at the same time.
But holy FUCK did it feel absolutely amazing!! It was about all I could do to not just thrust with all my might, no matter what she felt, as the walls of her pussy were tight around my cock. But that was selfish; I wasn’t here for myself. Even just being inside her, the warmth and pressure around my dick, was just about the best thing I’d ever experienced!
“Keep going,” she whispered in my ear. And once again, I didn’t need further prompting. I resumed my actions; I could feel her whole body tensing up with each thrust, but I couldn’t help but noticed how fantastic it felt for me! It didn’t take too long for me to reach my peak, and I blew a massive load inside her.
I almost collapsed on top of her, but managed to roll to the side, bringing her on top of me.
“Thank you!” Kelsey whispered in my ear. She was playing with my hair.
“Right back at ya, kid!” My own hands were busy caressing her soft back, drinking in her sensuality. Her body was warm against my skin. I didn’t want this to end. Thankfully, Kelsey felt the same way. After a few minutes of laying there, she stood up, and started walking out of the bedroom. She turned and looked at me; I had been staring, enjoying watching her walk away.
“Well, are you coming or not?” I don’t think I’ve ever jumped out of bed faster.
She led me to the bathroom, and started the shower. I was liking where this was going…
Kelsey stepped into the shower; I had a transparent curtain, so I could see everything she was doing, which began with her holding up her finger, indicating that I was to wait. So like a good little boy, I just enjoyed the show.
She started by thoroughly wetting down, the water flowing across her skin, hugging her curves, accentuating her every perfection. She was rubbing her hands all over her body, making sure the water covered everything. She stuck her head directly under the shower head, and let the water fall around her face, down her hair. I was enraptured. In a dramatic sweep, she flung the water off her head, opened the curtain, and beckoned me to join her. Obviously, I obliged.
She started by shoving me under the water, running her hands over my body in the same way she had done to herself. She seemed to be purposefully avoiding my boner, which had been at attention since she first stepped into the shower. We switched places and she started rubbing between her legs, barely flicking her fingers into her slit. I began stroking my cock in response. Then she turned around, leaned forward with her arms against the front of the tub, and stuck her ass as far out as possible. I didn’t need an invitation.
I walked up behind her, placing my cock atop her asscrack. I slid it back and forth a few times, reveling in the sensation. Kelsey was moaning slightly, and started wagging her butt side-to-side, pushing into me. Finally I pulled back and repositioned my cock at the entrance to her vag. I grabbed her cheeks, squeezing slightly; she moaned louder at this attention. Then I thrust myself inside her. She let out a throaty groan, and started pushing back and forth on her own against my groin.
I couldn’t let her do all the work, so I started thrusting in accord to her rhythm. She was so tight; again I found myself amazed that I didn’t cum on the first thrust, it was so fantastic.
I bent over her lithe form, reaching around, and started to finger her clit. She in turn increased the frequency of her own movements, no longer moaning but clearly panting at the exertion. I made little circles around her clit, rubbing it. I could feel her walls begin to tighten around my member; she was about to cum again. I picked up my own pace, both with my thrusts and against her nub. She started grunting against the front of the shower wall, and just as I thought I was about to lose myself, I felt her begin to spasm, starting in her legs and moving up to her torso, shaking uncontrollably.
I couldn’t hold it any longer, and I popped another load into her fresh pussy. The heat from the water, coupled with our own exhaustion, made it seem as though the world had stopped moving; there was no sound, no sight, nothing outside of this shower tub. No sensation aside from the heat of our bodies wrapped around each other, and the sensuous flow of water as it melted us together.
Slowly, the rest of the world began to reform around us. We were both quite spent, but we had enough energy to actually wash each other clean – with soap and everything! We left the shower together; I was thankful that I had an extra-large, super-soft towel that could hold us both together. We dried off, slowly dabbing each other’s bodies until we no longer glistened. I picked her up again, and took her once more to my bed.
This time, I set her down, and laid down beside her. She rolled herself onto my arm. We fiddled with each other, played with hair, kissed, tickled a little; there was pillow-talk involved. At this moment, we seemed the perfect match, and neither of us wanted it to end. But we each knew that time is fleeting – we had to make the most of what was left, before we had to go our separate ways.
We were clean, and naked, and Kelsey seemed determined to get us nice and dirty again. Her hand took hold of my semi-erect cock, which hardened rather quickly in her grip. Slowly she began stroking up and down, squeezing me almost too tightly. She was kissing me, and suddenly her mouth was around the tip of my dick. GOOD GOD she’d done this before, and the practice had certainly made her perfect! Her tongue made swirls around the head, then started rubbing my frenum up and down. Soon enough she had her left hand pressing down on the base of my shaft, while her right hand continued to stroke me, and her perfect, petite, wet lips were wrapped around my glans. She was like a goddess giving head!
“Fuck! I’m going to lose it!” And by the Almighty, true to her nature of perfection, she took my entire length into her mouth, and I blew my third load down her throat! She was sucking and swallowing every spasm of cum I could pump out, and I never wanted her to stop!
Ultimately, however, I was spent, at least for the moment. After she was sure she’d gotten every last drop sucked out of me, she looked into my eyes, smiled, and opened wide, just to reassure me that she’d taken everything happily. She crawled back up to me, and after a mere moment of hesitation on my part, we embraced in another deep, passionate kiss.
I couldn’t help but let my fingers wander down to her lucious pussy lips; she was already quite lubed up, and I took advantage, making sure my fingers were nice and wet before attempting insertion. My thumb started rubbing around her clit; she was starting to moan through our kiss. I parted her lips, felt my middle finger slide into her opening. She gasped a little – she had already started to tighten back up after our shower fuck, and I had to work a little to get my finger even half-way deep. I started kissing her again, as I let my thumb rub her nub and my finger wiggle inside her.
Unfortunately, I wasn’t at the best angle to do what needed to be done – I had to break off from that luscious mouth, so I could concentrate on her “southern” lips – and my tongue went straight for her little clit, poking out from under its hood. By now I had worked my entire finger into her, and she was obviously enjoying the “come here” movement I was using. But I felt she needed more, so I eased my index finger into her, stretching her out a bit more. My left hand had been fondling her fantastic tits, but after putting two fingers into her, she took to sucking on the fingers of my available hand, and I wasn’t going to complain!
Slowly, as her climax built, she let go of my hand, and I was able to return to squeezing her nipples, taking full handfuls of her breasts, or simply running it all over her lithe, wonderful body. So soft and smooth, with everything going on I almost didn’t notice my hard-on had returned! I figured there wasn’t any harm in giving a little stroke every once in a while, although with what he’d just been through, it wasn’t what my dick was aching for! I was brought back to full focus when Kelsey once again grabbed the back of my head, pushing my face harder into her lovely labia.
“God! Don’t stop! Right-fucking-there! UUGHHH!” She was bucking again, grinding into my mouth, my fingers barely able to move as her pussy squeezed and spasmed around them, rocking her in the biggest orgasm I’d given her thus far! But this time, she didn’t slow down, panting, tired. No, this time she was only a few contractions in, when she sat up, somehow managed to reach over and all but drag me, dick first, above her waiting stomach.
“I want you to cum on me! Hurry, God, hurry! Keep fucking me, and cum on me!”
I re-positioned a bit, fingers still sliding in-and-out, still feeling her pulsing around them, and with her hands working my already-excited member, I blew my fourth and final load onto her chest, down to her belly button.
“Fuck yes!” She had a death-grip on my dick, pumping it back and forth; all I could do was grunt repeatedly as every spurt I could muster dripped onto her silky-smooth skin. I pulled my fingers out of her vag, smelled them, then started licking them clean, and at the same time, Kelsey was wiping up my spunk, licking it off her fingers, making very contented sounds. She looked up at me, and I pressed my fingers, still wet with some of her own pussy juices, into her mouth, which she gladly began to suck and clean off completely.
“You are so fucking, unbelievably, insanely fucking amazing!!” It was about the best compliment my mind (which had been thoroughly blown) could come up with, but she seemed to enjoy it, as she just smiled all the wider, still licking my fingers.
And then it hit me – I was exhausted. Like I’d been at the gym for the last eight hours or so. I looked at the clock, and amazingly we had been going at it for nearly three hours! I promptly face-planted next to Kelsey on the bed, sigh and all. She started lightly stroking my back.
“Tired are you? I don’t blame you! Even through the excitement, I can tell I’m about to fall over too!” She was purring into my ear, and I drank in the sound of her voice.
“Hmm, and don’t forget, I’m an old geezer! I can’t keep up with you, ya whipper-snapper!” This prompted a sharp *smack!* on my ass; it stung like hell, but I forgave her instantly.
“You know, I believe you still owe me an orgasm! You came more than I did! That’s not fair!” Dammit, she was using a pouty-voice!
“The mind is willing, but the body is weak!” I don’t think I could roll over, let alone go for another round!
“Hmm, that’s OK I guess, you’ll just have to owe me. I’ll put it on your tab. We’re starting a tab.” She was still caressing, and had gone back to purring. And true to her word, she laid down, right on top of me. I could feel her pressed into me, her warmth on my back; I could barely make out her slowly-softening nipples. And the last thing I remember thinking was,’I just fucked an ultra-hot 18-year-old into exhaustion. AWESOME!!’

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MODERN FAMILY SEX PARODY – Phil and Claire Dunfy Teach Haley a lesson

Its 3:00 am, and Phil and Clair Dunfy are sitting at home worried sick about their 16 year old daughter Haley. She went out earlier in the night with one of her friends that everyone knows is a slut, named Jenna. Clair was wearing her wooly nightgown pants, and a white tank top. Her ass was so nice you could see it bounce side to side in the baggy pants as she paced across the living room floor waiting for Haley to arrive home.
Finally, Haley stumbles in the front door, looking sexy as ever. Phil had been noticing his daughters newly found body, and can’t help but imagine fucking her fit little ass. She is wearing a tube top with no bra, but since she has such nice small round perky tits, she looks just fine in it. Her skirt is pulled up so high her pink thong underwear is showing, but she’s too drunk to notice.
“Where have you been young lady?! We’ve been worried sick about you!” says Claire
“UGH leave me alone! I was out with Jenna and we met some cute guys. I am grown up now mom, I can do what I want! She drunkenly yells back.
Phil can’t get a word in. He can’t stop looking at how sexy Haley has become. Now he knows she is sexually active, and all he can picture is ripping that tube top off her, bending her over and fucking her right there on the spot.
“You are not grown up, you are 16 years old! You are still a child. You don’t know enough about boys to be out all night with them”, says Claire
“Well what I do know is that you and dad don’t have sex a lot anymore, and I don’t know why because dad has a huge dick. From what I remember you guys use to have amazing sex.” Said Haley with a drunken smile
“WHAT?! How do you know about your dad’s dick? You are sick, he is your father for Christ sake!”
“Well I can’t help but notice the bulge in his pants when he sees me in a bra and panties when I come down for breakfast in the mornings.”
“Phil!” yells Claire, “ you look at Haley when she’s in her underwear, that’s disgusting!”
What Phil and Claire didn’t know was that Haley had been spying on them have sex ever since she found the pleasure her pussy could give her. Starting when she was ten, Haley could overhear her mother moaning on the other side of her bedroom wall. She would get naked and walk down the hall to her parent’s room. Opening the door just a crack and ever so quietly so not to disturb them, she would sit in the hall rubbing her clit and fingering her tight preteen hole to the sight and sounds of her sexy blond mother being fucked senseless by Phil’s massive cock. Watching her father give her mother orgasm after orgasm made Haley soaking wet. Sometimes she would bring things to fuck herself with while she watched, usually the handle of her hairbrush. It fit nice and snug in her virgin cunt. She wanted to feel like her mom was feeling. Haley secretly longed to fuck her father, but wouldn’t ever admit it.
“Claire, I can’t help it. Haley has quite the little body, and she prances around in basically nothing. Its not my fault”, said Phil
This sparked an idea in Claire’s head. She licked her lips, and turned to Haley. Walking up to her slowly, looking her up and down as she said, “You know, she does have a sexy little rack doesn’t she.” As she ripped Haley’s tub top off her tits exposing her daughters perfect 34 B cups. She had pink little nipples, which were already erect from the cool outside. The instant Haley’s tits were out, Phil felt his dick tingle. This was a wet dream come true for him.
“You’ve become quite the young woman, but you probably don’t know the first thing about pleasing a man, do you?”, says Claire.
“Um mom, I don’t feel comfortable being naked in front of you guys”
Claire looked back at Phil with that sexy smile she gives him when she’s super horny. Turning back to her topless daughter she said “well you better get comfortable, because we are going to teach you a few things tonight. Look at you dressed up like such a little slut, and probably don’t know what you are doing with a dick.“
Haley was nervous but excited. She was really horny too, as the guy she was with had just been fingering her in the car on the way home, and she just wanted to get off so badly.
“First things first, I think you need to be punished for coming home so late”, said Phil
“That is a fantastic idea Phil”, said Claire as she grabbed her topless daughters arm and pulled her forcefully over to Phil.
He sat down on a chair and then bent Haley over his knee. With her tube top around her waist, and her ass up in the air so her pink thong was the only thing covering her ass, she was ready to be punished. The sight of his sexy daughter bent over his knee practically naked was making Phil so hard. He could cum right there on the spot. But he had better plans.
“Dad please don’t hurt me. I’m sorry ill do anything. Anything you want!” Cried Haley
Phil smiled and put his hand on her soft ass cheek. She looked back at him with a look of anticipation, almost like she actually wanted to be spanked. Phil lifted his arm and slapped his daughter’s ass with authority.
“OW FUCK” She screamed. Haley was spanked as a child, and she always loved it.
He alternated cheeks, ruthlessly spanking her sexy little ass until it was bright red. After a few minutes she started to say
“OHH MYY GODD Yesssssss, spank me daddy. I’ve been a bad little girl!”
“Claire, I think she likes this too much.” He said
Phil leaned back and spread Haley’s ass cheeks to take a peek at her panty-covered pussy. He saw that she had gotten so wet that she had soaked her sexy pink panties!
Claire was standing in front of them watching. She loved watching her husband be so cruel to her half naked slut daughter. Claire couldn’t wait to whip out Phil’s dick and suck it. She was getting wet, and couldn’t handle it any more. Claire grabbed her daughter and stood her up, grabbed her face and instinctively kissed her. She started rubbing Haley’s pussy, only to find that she was already dripping wet. By this point, Phil was hard as rock. He stood up and pushed Haley and Claire down on to their knees in front of him. He dropped his pants to his ankles exposing his 10-inch hard dick right in front of his wife and daughters face.
“Ok honey, now let mommy show you how to give a blow job. Watch and learn ok?” said Claire, as she looked up at Phil with those gorgeous green eyes.
She grabbed the base of his cock and started stroking it as she got into position. She then lifted it up and licked from bellow the balls, along the bottom of the shaft, to the tip. She then twirled her tongue around the tip for a few seconds, before she engulfed all ten inches of his hard dick into her throat. Haley was shocked how far her mom could take that dick. Claire slid the dick almost all the way out and back in like a professional for a few minutes, before she stopped to give Haley an opportunity to suck off her dad before he blew his load.
Haley’s mouth was watering with anticipation. She couldn’t wait to wrap her lips around her dads beautiful dick. She couldn’t take her eyes off of it, and couldn’t wait any longer. “Ok honey, now don’t worry if you cant get it all in your mouth….”
Without waiting for her mom to finish the sentence, Haley started licking her dad’s dick all along the sides. She then put the tip in her mouth. Without hesitation, she then deep throated as best she could. Phil’s head snapped back as Haley took his entire dick into her throat! Just like her mother, Haley didn’t have a gag reflex, which had now come into handy. Watching his sexy brunette daughters head bob up and down on his dick was incredible. She had saliva dripping down her chin on to her tits, and was rubbing her nipples with it. She gave an amazing blowjob, she like it like her mother and was a natural. She was rubbing his balls, and used no teeth. Phil then grabbed the sides of Haley’s head, keeping it still, and started to fuck it. Haley was able to handle this, and seemed to like it as she was looking up at her dad with her pretty brown eyes without blinking as she got face fucked by his huge cock.
Claire then ripped off her shirt revealing her perky tits. They weren’t big, but they were beautifully shaped and had perfect pink nipples what were as hard as Phil’s cock. She then got under Phil and started licking and sucking on his balls while Haley sucked the shaft. Having both his wife’s and daughters mouths on his dick felt incredible, he knew couldn’t last much longer like this. Sensing her dad was close to an orgasm, Haley picked up her speed and started to slurp down his dick with a goal in mind. She wanted to taste her dads warm cum more than anything in the world. The two worked as a team, and sucked his dick and balls like it was their job. Phil was about to burst as his balls shriveled up, and his dick got harder. He kicked his head back and shot his load into Haley’s mouth. She didn’t miss a step as she swallowed it all down like a pro. Clair and Haley kept sucking his dick and balls for about 10 seconds after he had cum, and this felt incredible. His legs eventually buckled from the most amazing blowjob he had ever had, and he fell back on the couch behind him.
He then opened his eyes to see his daughter and wife both getting completely naked in front of him, both looking at him with a look of intense lust. His dick, which was starting to go soft, immediately got harder than ever at the sight of Haley’s completely shaved wet pussy.
“Ok Haley, now it’s your turn. Lay down on your back.” Said Claire
She got down on the carpet in the living room, ready for whatever happened next. Her dad got down on his knees and spread her legs and looked down at her moist pink teenage pussy. It was so cute he was hard as diamond.
“Haley you have the nicest little cunt, it looks just like your mothers”
Phil bent down and licked from the bottom of her slit up to the top of her clit.
“Ohhhhh goddd” she moaned
Phil massaged her clit with his tongue, going around in circles. He used the same technique he uses on Claire, figuring that his daughter would also like it. And he was right. She was bucking her hips into his face as he tongue fucked his daughter. She was squirming and arched her back, loosing control of her body.
“Ohh daddy lick my pussy. I love your mouth on my pussy please don’t stop. OHHH my goooooddd YEESSS” she yelled
Phil then slipped his middle finger up her pussy as he licked her clit. She screamed even louder. She was a screamer like her mother. As he fucked her with his finger he noticed that she was able to take more. So he added his index finger and she freaked out in lust.
“ohhhhhhh fuuuuck dad! I love you ohhh goooddd yesss!”
Claire felt left out, so she walked around behind Phil, who was bent over, and licked from his balls up to his asshole. She buried her face in his ass and licked it clean. Claire was a dirty girl. She would do anything to please her husband.
Phil then rolled onto his back
“Sit on my face honey” he said to Haley.
She immediately stood up, straddled his face and lowered her virgin cunt into his mouth. Claire wrapped her mouth around his throbbing cock, deep throating and choking on it. Haley tasted so amazing in his mouth, and his wife was giving him the best blowjob she’d ever given him. It was so slopped and she was working so hard. Then the two girls switched. Claire sat on his face, as Haley worked his cock in her mouth. Claire fucked her husbands face rubbing her pussy juice all over his mouth. Haley stopped sucking her dad’s dick to look up at her mother riding his face. She was amazed, never had she been so up close when they were naked, and her mother had such an amazing body. Watching her have an orgasm on her dads face was the hottest thing she’d ever seen. She was so fucking horny but felt weird to say something.
After Claire had her orgasm, she got off her husband, and watched her baby sucking off her husband’s huge dick. She was so small and cute, and she clearly was a fast learner, as Phil loved her mouth around his dick.
Phil stopped her as he was dying to fuck his daughter’s virgin pussy. “Get up, now its time for the real learning to happen” he said to his daughter.
He took his daughter and laid her on her back onto Claire’s, who was already sitting on the couch. With the back of his daughter’s head lying on Claire’s chest, Claire was in the perfect place to play with and hold Haley’s perfect tits. Phil then spread Haley’s legs and opened up her pink pussy.
“I don’t know if you will fit in there daddy. I’m nervous you’ll rip me.” Said Haley
“Don’t you worry, ill make it fit. You just lay there and enjoy”
he position his cock at his daughters entrance. He was about to stick his dick into her when Claire said to him, “honey, I want you to fuck her just like you fuck me. She’s a dirty little whore, she can handle it. I want to watch her cum on your dick”
Phil then took his saliva covered dick and pushed into his daughter tight puss
“AHHH FUCK” she yelped
He knew she was in pain, but he continued to pull out and push in a littler harder each time. After 6 pumps, He was balls deep inside his daughter, and she was soaking wet.
“OHHH DADDDDYYY FUCKKK MY PUSSY. Fuck me hard! I want you to fuck me hard like you fuck mom! Pleassseee!”
Holding her knees against her body, Phil slammed his daughter’s pussy relentlessly. She was so tight. Claire was behind her rubbing her hard pink nipples. Haley just lay there as her parents gave her the most amazing pleasure she’d ever know.
Phil fucked her like a machine for about 3 minutes, before she started so bounce back with all his thrusts. She was looking him in the eye, screaming, “Fuck me fuck me fuck me. FUCK ME HARDERRRR Daddy”
He knew she was close to coming as her eyes were rolling back into her head and she could barley breath. Clair also noticed this as she reached down and started rubbing Haley’s little clit, as Phil picked up the speed. Haley stopped moving or a few seconds, before she started to squirm on his dick. She had an amazing feeling building up inside of her and it was about to burst. She had never felt this ever in her whole life.
“I THINK IM CUUUMMMMIIIINNNNNNGG” she screamed
She tightened up and came all over her dad’s huge cock, spewing her juiced all over his dick. She was in completely heaven. She didn’t want it to be over. That was the best orgasm she had ever had, and she could barely open her eyes. Phil then pulled his cock out of Haley, and stood her up.
“Ok baby, your turn. He took Claire, and bent her over the arm of the couch. Her perfect ass was up in the air, with her clean butt hole looking him in the eye. Clair looked back without saying a word, and spread her cheeks, giving Phil a perfect look at her pink insides. He grabbed her hips and slammed his whole cock into her already wet pussy.
“OHH YESS BABYY, give it to me, make me cum in front of Haley”
He had fucked his sexy blonde wife in front of his daughter before (without knowing) but this was by far the most intense sex they’d ever had. He fucked her ruthlessly, ever time he thrusted the SLAP of her ass was so loud they ran the risk of waking up the other two children. This was not sensual sex, it was aggressive and instinctive sex. “Fuck my slutty pussy. Fuck me harder. I neeeed to cum, im gunna explode”, she yelled.
Haley was sitting on the ground fingering her pussy to her parents having sex like she did when she was a little kid. But after having her dads lick and fuck her pussy, that wasn’t enough. She felt left out. She stood up and walked over to her mother. She put her pussy in front of Claire’s face, grabbed her mom’s hair, and yanked it back to get her attention. Claire said “ Oh god baby I want to taste your little pussy”
Clair grabbed her daughter’s ass cheeks, and pulled her pussy to her face. With her mouth buried in her daughters crotch, and her husband fucking her from behind she was on cloud nine. To her enjoyment, Haley’s pussy tasted wonderful. She could eat it forever.
Phil fucked her so hard and her pussy started to tremble. He knew she was about cum, and he sped up, just like he always does.
“ OH BABY OH BABY OH BABY IM GUNNA CUMMM PLEASE DON’T STOPPPPP”
He roughly fucked her, as she arched her back and grabbed her tits. After a few seconds Claire went limp, and lay there still with her ass in the air, unable to move.
Claire was catching her breath, as a new idea popped into Phil’s head.
He stood up and walked over to Haley, giving her a strong kiss. He stopped abruptly, and looked her in the eye. Without saying a word, he bent her over the arm of the couch, so that she was still standing, and her face was on the cushions where her mother was still recovering from a world shattering orgasm. Haley’s perfect tanned ass was up in the air. Phil could see that she was still wet, as she was dripping down her leg. He slapped her ass and she let out a scream. Phil wanted to cum inside his daughter, but he didn’t want to get her pregnant.
“Ok Haley, I want you to reach back, and spread you ass apart for daddy”, said Phil as he took his daughter’s arms behind her back and placed them in each ass cheek. She did just as he said, unveiling her perfect little butt hole.
Phil got down on his knees and buried his face in Haley’s ass. She thought it was weird at first, but the feeling of her dads tongue on her asshole felt amazing, so she went with it.
After he got it nice and wet, he stood up and slid a finger into her tight ass. She was Startled at this, and looked at her mom in terror.
“Don’t worry honey. It feels really good, I promise you will like it.” She said to her daughter as Phil fingered her asshole.
“Why don’t you taste my pussy to take you mind off the pain?” said Claire as she positioned her pussy in front of Haley’s face. Haley still had her hands on her ass cheeks so her face was buried in her mom’s pussy, and she loved it. Nothing tasted as good as Claire’s pussy. She felt jealous that Phil got to have it whenever he wanted.
Phil then took his hard cock and placed it on his daughter’s asshole. He rubbed it around for a second before he entered her. Haley gave a scream of pain, but Claire’s pussy muffled it. Haley loosed up really fast, and within fifteen seconds, Phil was able to fuck her asshole as he pleased.
He slammed his 10-inch cock in and out of her asshole, as she moaned. Haley was being used as a sex toy for both his mom and dad, and she loved it. Nothing felt as amazing as being fucked in the ass by her dad while eating her mom’s pussy.
Phil fucked Haley’s ass as hard as he could. He noticed that she liked it rough, so he took a hand full of her hair, and yanked her bead back. She lifted her mouth from Claire’s pussy and was being suspended by her hair. Haley started to feel an orgasm coming on, as she started to scream louder and louder.
“OH MY GOD DADDY FUCK MY TIGHT ASS HOLE IVE BEEN SUCH A BAD GIRL. PLEASE PLEASE FUCCCK ME FUCK HARDER DADDY!”
Hearing his daughter beg for his cock made Phil need to cum. He pounded his daughter’s ass for another thirty seconds before he couldn’t hold it any longer.
“OHHHHHHH MYYYY GOOOODDD DADDYYY IM CUUMMMMINNGG!!!!!!” screamed Haley, just as her dad exploded a massive load of his cum into her ass.
Phil had never had such an amazing orgasm, not even with Claire. He pulled his dick out of his daughter ass that was still propped up on the couch arm. He saw his cum dripping out of her asshole, as she lay there unable to move, trying to catch her breath.
That was the most amazing thing I have ever seen, you two are amazing.” said Claire.
Phil sat down on the other couch, completely drained from fucking his wife and daughter. While catching his breath, he says “That is what will happen every time you come home after curfew, ok Haley?” She turned to him red in the face and nodded.
“Ok, now go upstairs, shower, and go to bed.”
Without saying a word, Haley picked up her cloths off the ground and walked her fit naked ass up the stairs to her room.
Claire turns to Phil and says, “Why don’t you fuck my ass like that?”
“I did that to punish her, but she liked it! How was I supposed to know that she would have an orgasm?”
“Ok, well why don’t you take me upstairs and fuck my ass like you just fucked my daughters”, says Claire as she stands up still naked and walks Phil up the stairs.
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It was Friday night and had struck out at the pub, thinking I wake up in someone else’s bed the next morning. I lived with my parents and two sister Stacy who’s 23 36d,24,34 (perfect figure) and Susie 15 34,24,34.Susie kind of reminds me of the model Josie Maran (those who don’t know who she is then look her up on the internet, you wont be disappointed, She dated that prick magician David Blaine and featured in Van Helsing) Stacy is regarded as the catch of the town, she could have any man she wanted, which she practically did, my mates would often say “I know what I would do if she was my sister” or “can I come round and fuck your sister” being defensive towards my sister, these words would generally be followed being decked. I have always been protective towards my two sisters, especially Stacy since she brought a dated back when she was 18, she had brought him back and things got nasty as he started to raped her. I was in my room when I heard her screaming, I ran down the stairs to find the arsehole had torn her dress and bra off and was proceeding to rip her knickers off and getting his cock out, when I rugby tackled him to the ground and started beating the crap out of him,( I was only 14 at the time, but I’m into martial arts in a big way) I came to my senses and let him get away, I’ve never seen anyone move so fast as he was running out of the door (more like fall out of the door). Mum, Dad and Susie were at our grandparents house for the week, so Stacy and I had house to ourselves, I had mock exams this week, so couldn’t go and Stacy had work.
I turned towards Stacy to see the shock on her face, I could keep my eyes off her beautiful tit, I mean they were perfect, they weren’t too big and not too small they were just right, her areolas were the size of a ten pence piece and her nipples, when erect you could hang a wet raincoat on them, they were the circumference of a normal pencil and almost a centimetre long. I was hypnotized by the beauty of them, but the whimper of Stacy snapped me out of it . So I knelt in front of her and put my arms round her, she started to scream, but stopped when she realized it was me, after ten minutes of crying on my shoulder, she pulled away and said “Thank you for saving me, don’t tell anyone about this. I don’t think I can bring myself to re-enact this again” she started to get angry “Why do you men always think it is okay to fuck women when you feel like it.” She then hugged me again, but more tightly. With instinct I just said “Shhh not all men are that arsehole and wont tell a sole about what happened tonight.” She moved her face from my shoulder to directly in front of my face and whispered “Thank You. My hero brother” and kissed me fully on the lips and slipped her tongue into my mouth. Being 14 I didn’t know what to do, so I mirrored what she was doing. To my surprise she took my right hand and put it on to her left tit. Until that point I had never seen a bare tits in the flesh, apart from the one’s you see in magazines and sometimes on the beach, but to have one in hand was a whole different ball game. I started to get hard, but the feeling of Stacy still shaking brought me round from this incestuous moment. I stopped what I was doing and said to Stacy “This is probably not the best thing should be doing, especially after your ordeal” which she replied with a loving smile “For someone your age, thinking like that, your already grown up. I proud of you.” She kissed me on the lips again, but this was just a peck this time. She got up and started to walked towards the stairs, when she turned round and said “You know what? Your gonna be a good catch when your get older, your gonna make some girl a terrific husband. It’s a shame I can never have you.” She then ran upstairs and into the bathroom and got in the shower, she must have shower for a good hour, so I knocked on the door to see she was alright, she replied “Yeah, I still smell of arsehole.” I asked her if she wanted me to sleep with her that night, to keep her company, she replied by turning the shower off opened the bathroom door and said “I’d like that, would you mind.” “Why should I mind, you’re my big sister.” “Go and get ready for bed, whilst I dry off and get ready myself.”
That night, she fell asleep in my arms as we cuddled in my bed, I secretly thought “Here is my beautiful sister, the girl all my mates would like to lose the cherry to and I’ve got her in my bed, what’s to stop us continuing what we started down stairs” but, I knew we could go there, who could I tell that lost my cherry to my sister. So, we ended up just sleeping.
That was 5 years ago, since then both of have had partners, Stacy still brings home the mandatory Friday night fuck, but she’s a bit more choosy about who she brings home. Well this one after I came home from the pub, I wasn’t well and truly mullered, but I was a little bit drunk to point I still knew what day it was etc…Mum and Dad had gone on holiday for a fortnight, but were due back Saturday afternoon, so the lights were off. I thought Stacy must have pulled again and went to his place and Susie must have gone to bed. I got in went straight for the fridge and got a beer out, sat down in front of the T.V. and watched some crap film and drunk my beer, then I got the urge to have a wank. I finished my beer and turned the T.V. off and the lights and went upstairs and into my bedroom got out my favourite porn flick and fast forward to the best sequence, when I heard a moaning sound coming from Susie’s room, I thought “That little slut has brought home a bloke….fair play to you girl” having not got any for weeks. I got to the scene on the porn I wanted and started to choke the chicken, when I heard more moaning coming from Susie’s room, it dawned on me that the moan wasn’t Susie’s, it was another girls, an evil grin came over me, thinking that my younger sister was a bean flicker, I immediately thought “This is to good to miss” I put my robe on and stealthily move to outside her door and quietly turned the door handle and opened the door, remembering that the door squeaked and the only way to stop it squeaking was to lift it up slightly and did so and there to my amazement, my sister Susie was in there with another girl and giving her pleasure, the other girl was Stacy. Susie head was in between Stacy’s legs and Stacy’s hands were working her nipples. I thought what a sight, and sat on her dressing table stool, drooling, my cocking was at its hardest, I started slowly stroking myself, I thought I was going to shoot when I heard Stacy moan loudly “Sis. You lick pussy good.” I could tell by Stacy’s face that she was about to have an orgasm. She then put her hands on Susie’s head and push down and gasp “Cumming! Cumming! Cumming!!!!!” She opened her eyes looked down at Susie and said panting “don’t stop, I can feel another on the way” then I saw the shock in her eyes, she slowly looked over to me and her eyes widened when she saw me playing with my cock, she mouthed “Wow!!!” and “Come here” and with here index finger beckoned me over to her, which I did.
I slowly walked towards Stacey, she looked at my 8 inch long, 6inch circumference cock and whispered “I think your our big brother now” took my cock in her left hand and said “So thick, I’m gonna enjoy this” and leaned towards it and pulled it towards her at the same time and kissed the tip and licked the entire length up and down, then on the final up, plunged her mouth all the way down, taking all 8 inches in , with her bottom lip kissing my balls and slowly moving her mouth up my cock and sucking at the same time, then straight back down again. I immediately thought “the rumours are true she does suck cock good.” She’s got the reputation of giving good head down the pub and my mates, I didn’t believe it, but now I’m being given a real treat. I thought I was going blow there and then, but she’s experience enough to stop that , she felt my balls were tightening with her bottom lip and withdrew and pinched it, she knew exactly where, then gave me a wink. I then knelt on the floor and locked my lips on hers and Frenched her , I then worked my way to her left tit, where 5 years previous I was only playing with, but now I was going to suck it, so I went to work on it by sucking, licking and lightly biting, she became rigid as a another and moaned very loudly “ah!!!!, best orgasm ever had.” She leaned to whisper in my ear “Go behind Susie and fuck her, she complained early that no guy will take her virginity, so who better than my hero brother.” I stopped sucking her tits and kissed her on the lips and said “Anything for you dear sis” and gave her a wink.
I moved round the bed a got behind Susie where her arse was in the air and took hold of it and got my cock ready to enter when I heard Stacy say to her “Don’t stop, gonna cum again” which she did, as I saw Stacy give me a wink then closed her eyes and placed her hands on Susie’s head again. I took that as my cue and slowly entered my little sister as not hurt her too much, then I was Stacy push Susie’s face further into her pussy at the same time I pushed through her hemen then I was through the barrier, I heard her scream in pain in Stacy’s pussy and Stacy saying her “Don’t worry it’s always painful the first, the feeling goes after a while” I paused for a minute whilst Susie relaxed, when she eventually did I slowly withdrew my cock to its head then back in again, I did this for about 10 minutes then she started to enjoy it, then I picked up the speed, by this point Susie stopped working on Stacy and concentrated being fucked by me, but not knowing it was me. Stacy started to finger herself watching her young siblings gong at it like rabbit’s. I could feel Susie’s pussy tightened up for her first cock filled pussy orgasm then it happened , I felt her walls vibrate uncontrollably as she began to push back to my rhythm. Stacy looked like she wanted some action and got underneath Susie, and began fondle her tits and I felt kiss and suck my balls as well as licking Susie’s clit. Susie’s head just disappeared downwards and started to munch on Stacy pussy again. I glanced over at the mirror and could Stacy’s hands on Susie’s tits and her head between our legs and Susie’s head bobbing up and down on Stacy’s pussy, I thought that’s it and went into overdrive and started pumping furiously into Susie’s pussy I felt balls tighten I think Stacy felt them tighten as she put her arms around our legs and grab my arse and helping me thrust in and out of our sister and digging her nails in as she reach another orgasm. That was it couldn’t take no more and unloaded my balls in to Susie, all that pent up sexual frustration flooded Susie’s pussy, I could feel her cum again as I kept cumming in her, it was the longest orgasm I have ever had. Eventually, my pussy cum cover cock popped out and flopped into Stacy’s mouth as she sucked it clean, once she was finished, she patted me on the arse I moved away as Susie collapsed on to Stacy and you could hear was a deafening slurping sound coming from both ends, I just watched in satisfaction as Stacy licked all my hard earned cum out of Susie in the classic 69, they at it for a good half an hour, I kept thinking have they forgotten about me, when both of them in unison let out an orgasmic cry as they succumbed to yet another orgasm.
They both panted their orgasm away, after which Susie got up in a daze and laid with her head at the top of the bed, looked at me and gave a contented sigh, brushed her hair with her right hand and let out “That was good!!! brother” patted the middle of the bed, which I obliged and sat next to her, she grabbed my face said “Thank You” and kissed me passionately , we stopped she then gave me a satisfactory smile. I looked down at Stacy watching us and said “Ah!! How sweet” and then laid the other side of me. So there I was laying naked between my also naked beautiful sisters, I thought it couldn’t get any better than this. I looked over at Susie to see that she had fallen asleep and thought “I guess I wont be getting another threesome tonight then.” I looked over at Stacy and with my eyes told her look at Susie, she said “You knackered her out, slamming your big fat cock in her” which I promptly said “Don’t play innocent with me, it was me who saw you two having a lesbian moment. Besides would you like the same.” she nodded and lightly bit the corner of her lip, parted hers and said “I’ve been wanting this for 5 years, so regard this as a belated thank you.” and pulled me on top of her, and pulled my head towards hers kissed like we did five years ago, I moved my cock into position and found her wet experienced hole and gently entered her and moved to the rhythm of the clock in the room, it was very sensuous. This wasn’t hardcore sex anymore, this was love making at its finest, all the women I have had sex with from the mini affair with my French teacher Mrs Barbeau to now, this was going to be something special, I was slowly going in and out of my own sister, now and again moved my head suck her nipples for a while, then back up to lock our lips together. I picked up a bit of speed, with which she mirrored, but not so fast and furious to wake Susie. We had both lost ourselves in thought and time all we cared about was what we doing, we didn’t care that we were brother and sister all we cared about was that we were two people making love. As she normal says “nobody makes love anymore, its just a case of bang bang thank you mam.” but tonight was different we moved in unison, I felt I go on all-night and further and I think she felt the same, you could smell the incestuous air in the room, after a long time, she whispered in my ear “I want to remember this for a long time….cum in me, make me a mother.” I changed my speed into top gear, she felt the changed and grabbed my arse again and with every thrust she would pull me further in, it wasn’t going to be long before my orgasm erupted, this went on for 40 minutes I felt her walls tighten around my cock as she reached her final orgasm, I then felt her walls ripple uncontrollably up and down my cock, I couldn’t contain myself any longer as I felt my balls tighten and released their load into my sister. With one last shudder I was spent and collapsed on top of her, we both said at the same time (panting) “That was excellent” Stacy finished the sentence with “lets stay like this for ever” then we heard Susie say “don’t I get to have some then.” both Stacy and I sniggered and I said “You can join anytime you little sis” gave both a kiss on the lips as we all lay there, each one of us dropping of f to sleep.
I woke up the next morning thinking it must have been a dream, as both Stacy and Susie weren’t in my arms, I was still in a daze and disorientated thinking “what did I drink last night” then I felt a sensation on my cock, then quickly realised that I was being giving a blowjob, I looked down and saw Stacy working her magic and said “it wasn’t a dream then” looked around saw that I was in Susie’s room, but no Susie I continued “Where’s Susie?” Stacy stopped looked and said “Morning, Susie’s making breakfast and no it wasn’t a dream, you fucked both of you sisters, you naughty boy.” she gave naughty cheeky grin and continued her work with my cock. It was best way to wake up, she was doing her technique of slowly taking it all in and kissing my ball with her bottom lip, It was fantastic, here was a girl who really knows how give a proper blowjob, after about five minutes of this, she put her hand on my cock and as she was slowly going doing she had her hand all around my cock going down and when getting to my balls she’d cup them and either tickle with her nails or massage the technique would change after each stroke it was fabulous and whilst my cock was two thirds of the way in, she would use her tongue on my bell end. After a good ten minutes of this technique I couldn’t hold on any longer. As she had got to the bottom of my cock I shot my load down her throat, she quickly moved her mouth up my cock until the bell end and began sucking it and swallowing my entire load, it felt like a gallon, but she swallowed it all, once she had swallowed all that could be swallowed, she licked it clean, then looked at me and said “You taste good, bro. That was present for not only last night but for that time five years ago” I smiled and said “After that performance, I think I now owe you.” She was about kiss me, when the phone rang . She looked at me as if to say “Fuck” then we heard Susie answer it, we both listened in to see who it was, when we heard Susie shriek “Mom where are you, when are you coming home….”she paused “really your at the airport, to you want me to send Michael or Stacy to pick you up?” another pause “You’ve already got a taxi, how long” Stacy and I looked at each other knowing what Susie was doing for our benefit. Then we heard Susie say “You’ll be home in a hour….great…those two their still in bed, but I’ll let them know to expect you, that’ll get them up…bye mom” she put the phone down, next we heard her run (more like sprint) up the stairs and burst into the room and said “Mom and Dad will be home in an hour.” I said “Fuck…we wont be able what started.” Susie then replied “I want more sex with my brother and sister” which I said “we can’t, it’s smells like a brothel in here, if they come in as the house smells as it does and find only the three of us, they’ll figure it out and kick Stacy and I out and you’d be grounded until you walk down the aisle or until your old and wrinkly.” which she replied “good point.”
We ran around the house opening all the window’s and stuck all the fans on full blast to get the smell out, it was like something out of a comedy sketch the way we flew around the house opening the windows and cleaning the house, we managed to get it clean and smelling fresh. We then closed all the windows. Just in time when mom and dad turned up jet lagged and tired , well dad looked jetlagged and tired, mom just looked stunning, you could tell which side of the family Stacy and Susie get their looks from, she’s a spitting image of Mimi Rogers as she said later that night she asked so many times for her autograph. Anyway she got out of the taxi, leaving dad to settle the bill, Susie ran to give mom a hug, mom said “Susie, you’ve perked up since we left(before they went Susie was a moody bitch for what ever reason.) you obviously missed us.” I gave mom a hug and went and helped dad with the luggage, something was wrong with mom as she walked in house, my sisters and I looked at each other as if to say “We’ve been rumbled” mom just shook her head and continued inside and said “it’s good to be home.” Then after an hour of them telling us about their holiday and given us our presents, Susie decided out for a bit to her Friends house she said wont be back for a while and asked what time would dinner be, which I piped up “How about we order a Chinese for tonight, my treat, say 7 o’clock” Susie replied “Ok, later” Stacy said she was going up to bed and said she a bit hung over, dad was absolutely shattered and so headed off to bed himself. So it was just mom and I left in the living room, I said jokingly “Something I said?” she laughed as well. She went upstairs and showered and changed and came back down with just her robe and went into the conservatory. I was fixing us a drink, I got her a glass of wine, I had a beer, gave her the drink and sat opposite her we started talking about what went on here over the last three weeks, I said nothing major went on. There was a long pause, then she let me have it. “Do give me that, I know what you’ve been doing all three of you” I replied as calmly as I could “Nothing, we’ve been good. I went out last night had a few drinks with guys and come home, that’s about as much excitement I’ve had in weeks” she gave me stern look “I’m not stupid you know, what with Susan a changed person, and Stacy feeling tired, to me that’s abnormal……you fucked them didn’t you, I could smell it when I walked in.” I went to reply “I…” she stopped me before I went on “Stacy gave you her trademark blowjob” I was astounded to hear these words from my mothers mouth. She went on “I taught her that , sounds like she’s perfected it.” my mouth flopped open “and as for Susan, before we went away she was a nightmare, which is why we went on holiday, then to come home to find her as nice as pie, it doesn’t take a genius to work that out.” she put her glass down “what are we going to do with you?” looked back at me. I said “mom, what can I say, but your imagination is getting the better of you.” trying to be smart, you could tell by her face that didn’t believe me.
“Come here!!” she demanded, I thought I’m gonna get arse kicked here. I did as I was told, the next she did surprised the fuck out me. “I’m gonna show you what I taught Stacy” with that grabbed my short and yanked them down to my ankles then my boxers went as well, grabbed my cock and did what Stacy did earlier that morning, here I was again inside the mouth of another family member. She exactly the same, but kissed my balls a bit longer, the did this for about 5 minutes, she then opened her robe to reveal her gorgeous body no ounce of fat on her, her tits were the same as Stacy’s, but a little bit bigger and her pussy was freshly shaven, she stopped sucking me, then lifted her legs either side of arms of the chair and ordered “eat your mothers pussy” with no second invitation needed I dropped to my knees, played with her pussy lips, then started lick them from the bottom right up to the clitoris, I could feel she was getting wet, I pushed my tongue into her hole, then out again, I then began suck her clitoris and inserted my index and middle fingers, found her g-spot with my index finger and my middle finger was a little higher, which sent her through the roof , exploded into orgasm, she tried not moan too loudly. I wasn’t satisfied with giving her just one orgasm I just kept going until she begged me to stop. I kept going for another 10 minutes, when she had another orgasm, I thought this is easy, I looked at her face, she looked as though she’d had just ran a marathon. I thought she’d had enough and began to put clothes back on, when she demanded “Where you going? You haven’t finished yet. I want your cock in me” with that she reached for my cock, put to the entrance of where I came out of and with her legs wrapped them around my waist and pulled me in her, she felt so good, then with her hands grabbed my head pulled me closer and kissed like no mother and son should, I was very turned on, I pumped her hard and fast , she screaming in my mouth as I brought her to another orgasm, I thought this is it I can’t turn back and began to produce my own orgasm, I stopped kissing her and asked “Where do you want it?” she replied forcefully “In me….motherfucker” with that, I shot my load back from where I came. We kissed until my hard-on subsided I got off, put my clothes back on when she said “No wonder Susan’s happy, she got to have her brothers big fat cock. From now on your not to masturbate in this house, if you get the urge, come find one of us and fuck our brains out” She got up straightened herself up, kissing me on the lips and said “That was fucking excellent, no wonder your French grades were high. Yes I know about you and Mrs Barbeau, yet who doesn’t, it’s gone round the whole school and neighbourhood, why do you think she doesn’t live round here anymore.” with that she slapped me lightly on the cheek.
I not only got to fuck my mother and two sisters, but no and then I get to fuck all three of them in the same room, we have an order of who fucks who, they take it in turns. We continued fucking each other for a good few years. The end of the first year mom got pregnant, she took great pleasure in telling me that it was mine, as Dad hadn’t fucked her for two years, then two months later Stacy became pregnant, which left only Susie to fuck, but after 16th birthday she announced she was pregnant. They all had healthy babies, despite all this doctors saying incest brings deformity in babies. Dad was none of the wiser that all the girls in his family were made pregnant by me. Mom had a son Ethan, Stacy had twins Heather and Jason and Susie had boy and named him Michael. 5years later mom found out that Dad had cheated on her for 10years and kicked him out when she caught fucking the babysitter who was 18.
Stacy found a decent guy married him and had two more kids Amy and George, and Susie met a guy a college and plans to marry him, as for me, mom and I moved out of the family home to somewhere nobody knows that were mother and son, and posed as husband and wife, went to Vegas got married, came back had more kids, around public holidays or now and then Stacy and Susie come round for good old fashioned family fuck.

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This was my first ever attempt at writting erotic fiction. I’m a bit better now and will continue posting if people like my stuff.

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Confession time, I forgot i had a account with this sight and i remembered i had a account here like a month ago and i found out my password so i’ll be taking my erotica here since literotica is being SUPER nit picky on what they will and will not upload and I’m aware that i started a project but I figured I’d reintroduce myself to this website.

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copyright: Lesley Tara, 2009I like to think of this happening to me … but take it as fiction (all names and places have been changed, and any resemblance to real persons or places is purely coincidental).
They had set me up! And they had done it so neatly that there was no way out. I stared at the two women in shock and dismay. There was no alternative – I was going to have to do whatever they wanted – anything at all.
I was fifteen and a half years old, although I looked two or three years older – a fact which caused me a lot of bother, with older boys and men constantly making passes or dirty remarks. The reason for this was partly my height – I am five foot nine inches – but most of all my bust. My family all have big boobs, inherited from my grandmother who came from somewhere in northern Italy. From her I also have my straight black hair, which I had grown quite long; at school I kept within the rules by platting it into two pigtails, which came to just below my collar. My tits had developed early, and were probably the largest of any girl in my year at school – perhaps even of the year above as well. I kept them firmly enclosed in a plain white bra, though its uplift did give me a striking profile and cleavage – I hid the latter from view, but couldn’t disguise my breasts’ jutting prominence. It wasn’t that I didn’t like my breasts – I had become used to them now, and was much less self-conscious – but I was fed up with their effect on the male sex and the boorish behaviour that resulted. Not only were the boys at school constantly trying to get their paws on them, but they treated me as if I was just an appendage to my bust. In particular, they acted on the assumption that the bigger a woman’s breasts, the smaller her brains. This was far from the case – I was clever and ambitious, worked hard, and was predicted straight A grades in the important exams next summer. I was aiming to go to Oxford or Cambridge university when I was 18, and then on to a professional career – certainly not to settle for being a boring housewife and mother.
My Tuesday afternoon timetable was sport with no last lesson afterwards, so I was free to leave school an hour earlier than normal. I always used this to spend some time in the town centre, going to the library or window-shopping, sometimes with a friend but usually on my own. One of my favourite places was our medium-sized branch of a national chain of department stores, and I enjoyed looking through the clothes and – in particular – the lingerie department. On this particular Tuesday I had been admiring some flimsy items of underwear in lace-edged black which were very sexy and adult-looking, and then I looked through the party dresses for teenage girls – there was one I had been thinking of buying, and I tried it on in the changing rooms, but the only size they had in stock was a bit too tight. With regret, I gave it back to the assistant, picked up my satchel and sports bag, and headed for the exit. Just as I was about to go out, I felt a grip on my sleeve and heard a polite but firm voice saying: ‘Just a moment please, young lady, I must ask you to come with me’. It was the store security officer, who I had seen quite often before, particularly when I was in the lingerie section. She was an imposing black woman, aged around 30; she was taller than me, and looked like a former athlete – she was trim and fit, with well-muscled arms and legs, but also full-figured and shapely around the waist and hips. I was not alarmed, thinking there was some mistake – whatever it was would be easily cleared up, and it would waste less time if I went with her and sorted it out. So I was quite calm as I accompanied her through to the back of the store and down a quiet corridor to a door marked ‘Duty Manager’, at which she knocked.
I was ushered ahead of her, into a rather bare and utilitarian office. There was a couch against one wall, a couple of basic chairs, some filing cabinets, and a desk behind which sat a poised, capable, but rather severe-looking woman in her mid 30s. She had dyed blond hair cut in overlapping layers, in a quite short ‘businesswoman’ style, trimmed around and behind her ears and cut to the nape of the neck. She was wearing a dark grey jacket which offset a pink blouse; I saw later that she also had a matching grey skirt which was quite short and tight, with a slit vent at the back, and black calf boots. She took off her glasses and laid them next to some paperwork, and regarded me steadily. ‘Is this the one, Melissa?’ she asked the security guard, who nodded and said: ‘Yes, Miss Campbell’. I began to feel a bit less confident, but interrupted at once: ‘There’s been some mistake – I don’t know what all this is about!’ ‘We’ll see then, shall we,’ calmly replied the manageress, and she asked if I had bought anything in the store that day. I said no, explaining that I had tried on the dress but the fit hadn’t been right. ‘OK,’ said Miss Campbell, and she cleared the papers from her desk into a drawer before rising and walking around to the front. The black woman turned a key in the lock of the door, and then placed my satchel and kitbag on the vacant desktop. ‘Open these, please’, instructed the security guard. Foolishly thinking that this would clear everything up, I unzipped my sports bag – and gave a gasp of dismay. Lying on top of my kit were two pairs of the expensive black panties that I had admired in the lingerie department, still with their store price tags and labels. My breath was taken away for a moment, my stomach gave a sickening lurch, and I sat down heavily in one of the chairs. ‘I don’t know – I don’t understand – I didn’t’, I stammered, and then with a wail ‘They’re not mine!’ ‘Indeed they aren’t, young lady’, said the manageress grimly, ‘as you did not pay for them’, and the black woman standing behind my chair gave a gruff laugh. ‘Please, you must believe me’, I said desperately, ‘I don’t know how they got in there – I didn’t put them there!’ ‘Oh, yes?’, said Melissa derisively, ‘who did – the pixies, was it?’ I felt bowled over, and close to bursting into tears: I was a good girl, I’d always been a good girl and obeyed all the rules – how could this be happening to me?
I was in a daze as Miss Campbell explained that it was company policy to prosecute all shoplifters, whatever their age. She then reached up to a shelf in the corner and brought down a small video camera, which I hadn’t noticed was there. The manageress told me that it had filmed me from coming into the office to the discovery of the stolen items; its evidence, together with the in-store camera which showed me looking at and fingering the panties in the lingerie department, would ensure that I was convicted however much I protested my innocence. The black security officer alarmed me even more by saying that I would be sent to a reformatory or perhaps even prison. ‘A pretty young thing like you – they’ll eat you up,’ gloated Melissa. As I looked at her in horror, I could see the lustful way she was looking at me – and with shocking suddenness I realised who had put the panties in my bag, and why the security guard had known to stop me. The bitch had planted them on me herself – she often watched me in the lingerie department, which I had put down to the usual knee-jerk store suspicion of young people, and she knew what I had been looking at. Whilst I was in the changing room trying on the dress, my bags had been left at the attendant’s desk ‘for security’, and that was when the items had been inserted. I turned to the manageress to launch my accusation, but the words died on my lips – for she was regarding me the way a spider would a fly, and with redoubled fear I realised that she was part of the set up as well. I swallowed with a gulp, biting my lip. I was at their mercy – they knew it, and now so did I.
Miss Campbell rested her trim buttocks against the side of her desk, regarded me coolly with one eyebrow raised, and reached for her telephone. She knew from my expression that I had finally understood my situation, and with a half-smile she asked: ‘So, shall I phone for the police?’ ‘NO!’ I squealed desperately; ‘Please – please don’t!’ I knew that even if I didn’t get sent to jail, a criminal conviction would end my chances of getting into a top university or ever having a professional career – and I would do whatever was necessary to avoid that. I had a dawning suspicion of what that might be, but drew a shaky breath and said pleadingly: ‘I’ll do anything – please, don’t – I’ll do anything you want’. ‘Really – anything?’ queried the manageress. I closed my eyes for a moment, and accepted my fate: ‘Yes,’ I mumbled, ‘whatever you want, I promise.’
The manageress looked at me for a long moment, and then smiled in anticipatory satisfaction. I was certainly an attractive prospect for any predatory lesbian, with the combination of my blossoming figure and naive innocence, all prettily packaged in traditional school uniform. I was wearing sensible black shoes and white socks which came nearly up to my knees; above this was my grey pleated uniform skirt, which I wore at the regulation length of one inch above the knee. This was topped with a white buttoned shirt and striped school tie, and my navy blue blazer. Miss Campbell ordered me to stand up and take off the blazer, after which she grasped my tie and used it pull me close to her. Although I suspected what was in their minds, it was still a shock when I felt the manageress put her hands on my breasts and squeeze them firmly through the material of my shirt and bra. At the same time, the black security officer stepped up close behind me and ran her hands from my shoulders down my back, ending by squeezing my ass and then pulling my grey skirt up towards my hips. Miss Campbell loosened my tie a little, but then let go of it and unbuttoned my shirt. I made no resistance or protest as it was tugged out of my waistband and then back off my shoulders; Melissa undid the cuffs and the shirt was removed completely and tossed across to the couch. ‘Oh, my!’ said Miss Campbell as she admired the size of my breasts and their upswell in the bra, ‘Well-spotted, Melissa, this one’s a real peach’. She left my tie on, but tugged it towards one side so that it lay across my right breast rather than between them.
The next move was made by the imposing black woman. She reached under my armpits and grasped a bra-cup in each of her large and powerful hands, and then began to massage and squeeze them. This began to set off funny feelings, first in my breasts, then in my stomach, and then lower down – I felt my nipples responding to the attention by swelling erect, and I became aware of a loose and damp feeling between my legs. Melissa unbuckled my bra, and it joined the shirt on the couch. As I looked down, I could see the contrast of her black hands on the creamy white flesh of my boobs, stroking them and tweaking the nipples, and this vision and the feel of her warm firm grasp was starting to arouse me. I had never really thought of sexual relations with women before, though I had realised that I felt no enthusiasm for being poked with a male penis; I had thought it was just a matter of time and boys would somehow interest me when I was older, but my second and greatest shock of the day was the realisation that they wouldn’t. This was far more exciting and satisfying, and these masterful mature women were compelling in their raw sexuality. I found that I was thrilled by the fact that they desired me, that my body was arousing their lust, and I discovered that I wanted to be taken by them. I felt myself becoming wetter and looser in the vagina, and my shoulders went back to raise my breasts and proffer them to my conquerors. I breathed huskily: ‘Do anything, anything you want’, and Miss Campbell at once picked up on the change of my pose and my tone of voice. She gave me a full appreciative smile and then glanced at my panties, which were now on view as Melissa had pulled up my school skirt and rucked it around my waist. I shifted my feet to spread my legs a bit wider apart, and the manageress dropped her hand to cradle my Venus mound through the thin and damp material of my white school knickers. She felt my softness and wetness, and then pulled the elastic waistband of the knickers outwards with her left hand and slid the right hand down inside. I gave a gasping moan as the palm of her hand slid electrifyingly across my lower stomach and then found my cunt. She slipped her fingers through the hair, which was not long as I trimmed it about once a week, and found my opening. I shuddered in arousal as her thumb slid up and down my slit, prising it open. She caressed me intimately, and then withdrew her hand and looked in pleasure over my shoulder at her partner in crime, who through all of this had continued to grope and fondle my ample breasts. Miss Campbell offered her finger to the black woman, who sniffed it appreciatively and then licked it clean of my juices.
Miss Campbell hooked her fingers into the sides of my knickers, and slid them down over my hips; without needing to be told, I stepped out of them, and spread my legs wider still. I was now naked apart from my school tie, the grey skirt bunched around my waist, and my knee socks and shoes. I felt exposed, wonderfully vulnerable and totally available. The manageress knelt in front of me and pushed her index finger into my vagina. ‘Are you a virgin?’ she enquired. I said truthfully that I had done it a couple of times with boys at parties, and hadn’t enjoyed it – but my hymen had been broken. ‘That’s good’, she said decisively, standing up and taking off her suit jacket. I was instructed to unbutton her blouse, which I did with trembling fingers, half eager and half afraid. When it was discarded I found that she was wearing a sexy bra in navy blue, which was displaying to advantage a pair of breasts that were average-size but pointy and still firm. The next instruction was to kneel and undo her skirt, and I gave a gasp of wonder when I found that beneath it she had a matching blue suspender belt holding up her stockings, with the ensemble completed by skimpy thong panties over the top. Together with her black boots, it was a mouth watering sight, and I hardly needed the encouragement of her hand on the back of my head to bring my face forwards and kiss her crotch. She pulled down and threw aside the thong panties, leaned her bottom against the edge of the desk, and spread her thighs apart. I could see the puffy lips of her labia protruding from her vagina, and it drew me like a magnet. I rested on my knees, gripped behind her thighs with each hand, and for the first time in my life experienced the wonderful taste, texture and smell of another woman’s pussy. It was deeply arousing, redoubling my own wetness, and I gave a sudden squeal as I felt a large finger enter me there from behind and roughly probe me. The black woman had stripped off her uniform jacket, shirt and tie, and had dropped down behind me, reaching between my spread knees to explore my tight young cunt. She began to frig me forcefully with her right hand, and then brought her left around to resume the groping of my tits.
I slapped my tongue up and down the slit of Miss Campbell’s vagina with enthusiasm but little skill, but she was turned on by my innocence – and even more by her success in corrupting and seducing me. ‘Push it in, you silly bitch’, she gasped, and I did my best to follow her instructions, shoving my tongue in where there was less resistance and then slurping it around. After a while, I felt a nub which I correctly deduced must be her clitoris, and focused my efforts on that. ‘Ah, yes! Better,’ she gasped, her legs spreading wider and her hips starting to judder and thrust. Finally she orgasmed, after which she pulled me to my feet and gave me a passionate French kiss.
‘Very nice,’ said Melissa from behind me, ‘now it’s my turn, and I’m gonna fuck you, baby’. My fear returned a bit, and I looked at her wide-eyed in a way that turned her on even more. Before I could say anything, she roughly pushed me forwards so that the edge of the desk caught the top of my thighs and I went face down across it, with my ass sticking out backwards over the edge. Miss Campbell went back to her side of the desk, in front of my face, and gripped my forearms so that I could not have risen if I had wanted to. In fact I didn’t, partly because I was too unsure, but mostly because in this position Miss Campbell’s sweat-soaked pussy was right in front of my face. I stuck out my tongue, and with a grunt of pleasure she shifted nearer so that I could resume my oral caresses.
My uniform skirt had fallen back to its normal position whilst I had been eating out Miss Campbell, but now I felt being it being lifted from behind and pushed up to my waist, exposing my private parts. I looked over my shoulder, and gave a small squeak of alarm. The security guard had removed her skirt and panties, and was resplendent in black boots, black hold up stockings, and a black bra – but what had caused my concern was that she was also wearing a black plastic strap-on cock, which looked enormous. She stepped between my spread legs before I could instinctively close them, bringing the knob of the dildo to rub against my pussy lips. Then she pushed a finger into me, coated it with my juices, and rubbed this as lubricant on the plastic phallus. I managed ‘Please’, intended to be the start of ‘please be gentle’, but the rest was lost in a shriek as she shoved the dildo into me. It went further than I would have believed possible on the first thrust, and further still after she slowly withdrew it and then rammed the battering-ram in again. I felt her hands on my shoulders as her powerful stomach muscles flexed the dildo in and out in a faster rhythm. Then, in a moment of delicious ecstasy, she ran her fingernails slowly down from my shoulder-blades to my buttocks, ending with pinching, squeezing and lifting these. The sensation was amazing, and it both relaxed me and opened me up further – unbelievably, I felt the dildo slide in a further inch. I had never felt so filled and stretched, so totally possessed, and I surrendered completely to the experience. I was whimpering and moaning, and would have been thrashing round all over the desk if Melissa had not been firmly gripping my hips and Miss Campbell holding my forearms. My stomach was sweat-slicked and pressed flat against the unforgiving wood of the desk top, and its sharp edge bruised my thighs as Melissa heaved in and out of my cunt. I had never felt anything like it, and the experience of being taken by these two women who were twice my age, and of being mercilessly fucked by the tall dominant black woman, completed my conversion. If this was lesbianism, I wanted more.
I don’t know how long my roller-coaster ride of a fucking lasted, but I can still recall it vividly. After a few minutes, when I thought I might explode, Melissa paused for a second and took her hands off my waist. She seized my pigtails as if they were the handlebars of a bicycle, jerking my head upwards and arching my backbone, so that my ass jutted out and my cunt was presented at an easier angle for driving the dildo in with straight hard strokes. Miss Campbell let go of my arms as my front was pulled up, and instead grasped my breasts, partly supporting my weight whilst she tweaked and pulled on my nipples. This added to the overpowering sensations, as Melissa drove the dildo all the way up my cervix, spitting me and stretching me wide. With an incoherent moan, I came in a cascading wave of orgasms that were far beyond any of my previous fumblings with boys or inexpert attempts at masturbation. This was the real thing – shuddering, convulsive jerks of my hips and pelvis, pouring wetness from my pussy, and blistering pleasure exploding in my head and down my backbone. As I collapsed inertly, Melissa withdrew the strap-on and Miss Campbell released her hold on my arms. For several minutes I lay spent on the desktop, gasping like a landed fish. Then Melissa drew me upwards and took me in her arms, with my rounded pink breasts rubbing against her even larger dark ones. She gave me a warm smile that transformed her face and kissed me gently, exploring my mouth with her tongue. ‘One more thing, and then you can go,’ she said. Setting me back on my feet, she went to one of the filing cabinets and came back with an enormous vibrator which she handed to me. The black woman then lay across the couch, spread her legs open, and instructed me to make her come by licking her tits and fucking her vagina with the vibrator. I obeyed with alacrity, working the vibrator into her with see-saw circular motions, and sucking on the wonderful melons of her ripe black breasts. I was amazed that she took the whole length of the vibrator, and began to shove it in and out in a steady rhythm. Just as my hand was beginning to tire, she arched her back and let out a rasping noise from her throat. She grabbed my hand and rammed the vibrator in even deeper and held it there for a long moment, her eyes squeezed tightly shut and her mouth open. She panted for breath, gave a sudden cry, and then went limp. I looked down at her in wonder: had I just done that, made a grown woman come with complete abandon? I could get to enjoy that. Melissa opened her eyes, licked her lips, and said to me: ‘Well done, honey, you’re a quick learner.’
Whilst the two women got dressed, I used the towel from my sports kit to rub myself down, and then put on my school skirt and shirt. However, I left my underwear in the bag: my tits and cunt were too sensitive to wear anything next to them, and I relished the feel of open air around my pussy – and the sensual knowledge that I was naked under the skirt. Before I closed my bag, Miss Campbell removed the store tags from the sexy black panties and handed them to me. ‘With the management’s compliments’, she said with a smile, ‘I think you’ve earned them.’ I stammered my thanks, and turned to leave – but at the doorway I stopped and looked back at them. Hesitantly I said: ‘I’ll be coming to the store again next Tuesday – I’m such a naughty girl that perhaps you should search me again.’ They smiled slowly, and nodded once.
This happened in 1986. The store isn’t there any more, and now I live in another town. But however many women I have opened my legs for since then, I will never forget my first time – every second of it is fresh in my memory.

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Friday night alone for Rachel part 2

Previously: Rachel had been enjoying a night at home with her favorite vibrator when she receives a surprise gentleman caller. . .
Rachel (narrator): 22 yo white, plump/ curvy virgin. Cute face with blue eyes and long brown hair.
For a moment, I could do nothing but stare at him with wide eyes. Was there really a strange man standing in my living room? Maybe I was still uber-high from the pot that I smoked earlier and I was hallucinating. He was about ten feet away from me on the couch and was standing in between me and both the front door and the stairs. I took in his appearance: He was white and tall (about six feet) with dark brown hair. He was dressed in jeans and a dark tshirt and was standing with one hand behind his back while he was staring me down with his dark eyes. He was a large, overweight man. He had a receding hairline and hairy arms. You could tell that he had a strong bone structure under his round cheeks that held a couple days’ worth of stubble. Had I seen him somewhere like the mall or a grocery store, I’m sure I would have not taken any notice of him. Standing in my living room, however, was another story.
After what felt like an hour but was probably only a few seconds, the hand not behind his back moved. He put his finger up to his mouth and made a soft “Shh” noise. That shocked me out of my stupor. I leapt off of the couch and ran to the other side of the room. I frantically searched the room, looking for something that I could use for a weapon. He was still standing between me and my two means of escape. Seeing that, he started slowly approaching me. I, unwittingly, backed up until I was in the corner of my living room. When the skin of my back hit the wall, I remembered that the only clothing I had on was my lady-cum-soaked blue cotton panties. Not bothering to cover myself (because, really, what was the point now?), my eyes began darting all over the room. Why don’t I own a vase?! That’s what they always happen to have as a handy make-shift weapon in the movies!
Fear began to set in as I realized that I was most likely fucked, in more ways than one. This guy wasn’t here to borrow some milk. He was only a few feet away and was still making the soft “Shh” sound. I whimpered. From this distance, I could see that his mouth was curving into a smile. However, I wasn’t just going to give in without trying to save myself. I faked like I was trying to slip by him on his left and then dodged for the right. I managed to run past him a few steps before I felt him grab my arm and bring both of us to the floor.
I remembered my voice then and screamed as loud as I could. “NOO! NO! SOMEBODY HELP!” He slapped my face hard enough to daze me. I was distracted and he was able to grab my other arm. He now held both of my arms by the wrists behind my back as I was laying on my stomach. I began struggling my nearly naked body now and resumed my shouting, begging for anyone to help me. What once seemed like a good idea (to live in an end unit apartment that doesn’t have any neighbors so no one would smell me smoking), now felt like it would be my undoing. Holding both of my wrists behind my back with one hand, he used his other to spank my right ass check hard five times and said roughly, “Be quiet.” He then moved on top of me so that he could hold me down with his body. When I felt his hard cock digging into the small of my back, I screamed harder. Oh, so you want to make me do what you say by hurting me? Well, you’re going to have to hit me a lot harder than that! I know what you want, and I would rather DIE than give it to you!
I drew in a deep breath, prepared to give the loudest shout I could, but I was too late. I found out what he had been hiding behind his back: duct tape. I saw him rip off a strip out of the corner of my eye, and, before I could release my scream, the tape was over my mouth. Seeing me as being sufficiently gagged, he moved off of me while maintaining his hold on my arms. I continued trying to shout and struggle, but I was extremely muffled behind the gag and with his grip on my wrists, there wasn’t a lot I could do. I could feel him moving behind me, but I couldn’t see what he was doing. Then I felt him tape my wrists together. Feeling my wrists bound switched me from being desperate to get away to being in full-out survival mode. I could feel the carpet burning the skin of my breasts and stomach as I moved. There was no doubt in my mind that he was going to try to rape me. Then what? Would he just slip back out whatever way he came in? He had already shown that he didn’t have a probably slapping me around. Would he just kill me when he was through with me?
I fought with everything I had, then, kicking out my feet, shaking my shoulders and hips, trying to roll away from him. Anything that would get me out of the situation. He simply grabbed my wrists and lifted them up behind my back. I tried to arch my back and follow the movement, but I eventually had to stop moving or risk him dislocating my shoulders. He held my wrists with one hand and used the other to caress my back, as if he was trying to soothe me. I could feel how rough and calloused his hands were, how fat his fingers were.
“Shh, Baby Girl. You don’t want to hurt yourself, now, “ he said. “You want to be a good girl for Daddy, don’t you?”
When I didn’t answer, he lifted my wrists slightly as he hand strayed from my back down to pinch me on the ass cheek that he had spanked earlier. He pinched hard enough that I cried out into the tape.
“Don’t you?” he asked again, with a hard edge to his voice.
“Answer your Daddy!” He had squeezed even harder on my ass, and I nodded my head frantically.
I felt completely defeated. The thought of this disgusting stranger touching any part of me made me want to vomit. I would rather him just kill me than rape me and take my virginity. But, in just a few moments, he had me bound and gagged. He must be hiding some huge fucking muscles under that fat, because trying to defend myself against him was like trying to fight off the Hulk. Was it worth it to keep fighting? It was obvious that he was going to have me no matter what. I was no match for him, and I didn’t particularly want to push him to the point that he beats the shit out of me BEFORE he rapes me and possibly kills me. My eyes began to tear up as I realized how overpowered I was. The only real choice I had was to let him do what he wanted and pray that he left afterwards.
I quietly cried behind my gag as he, accepting my answer and sensing my new co-operative attitude, lowered my arms and continued to stroke my back.
“That’s Daddy’s Good Girl. That’s Daddy’s Good Baby Girl,” he cooed at me.What was with all of the “Daddy” and “Baby Girl” talk? It freaked me out. Oh my god, what the fuck is this guy into? It didn’t matter now. I was resigned and he knew it. I felt disgusted with him and disgusted with myself for giving in. His hands left me and he stood up. I took a few deep breaths through my nose, trying to calm down and stop my crying.
Suddenly, he lifted me up and hoisted my mostly nude body over his shoulder, continuing his creepy “Daddy’s Girl” encouragement. He left the living room and started up the stairs. When he headed directly for the bedroom, I whimpered but didn’t struggle, having learned my lesson. He moved with surety, and that scared me. Had he been watching me? For how long? He entered the bedroom and gently lay me down on the bed. He just stood there looking down at me for a few moments, and I squirmed under his gaze.
“Look at how beautiful Baby Girl is. Soo pretty. Let me feel how soft my baby is,” he said as he cupped my cheek and then let his hand trail down my neck, pause to gently cup my breast and rub his thumb in circles a few times around my nipple, continue down my torso, stopping at to rub my stomach like a cat. I hate when anyone touches me there, being really self-conscious about my belly. Having him touch me there with his rough hands made me feel sick. I tried to shift away from his hands. Wrong move.
He slapped my thigh hard, making me yelp. He glared down darkly. “That was very bad, Baby Girl. I know you know better than that. Daddy told you to let him feel his baby’s skin. You need to be reminded of how to be a good little girl for your Daddy.”
He grabbed me by the hips and roughly flipped me over onto my stomach on the bed. He got a fistful of the fabric of my panties and ripped them off cleanly. I cried out behind the gag, my tears returning. I started begging him to just leave, to not hurt me, but it was all muffled. When he sat on the bed and started pulling me close, I panicked and began struggling again, anything to stay away from him. He pulled me so that I was laying bottom up in his lap.
“You know you need to obey your Daddy. Daddy doesn’t like to hurt his Baby Girl, but she needs to be punished for not following the rules.” As he was saying this, he was firmly rubbing my bare ass, gradually adding more and more pressure. Then, without warning, he spanked my ass once. Nothing had ever stung so badly. He paused long enough for me to register the feeling, and then he continued slowly for several more sharp smacks in the same place. His hits then began to increase in pace and strength until he pulled his arm far back and whacked me hard on the ass. I gave a muffled screech. He then started wailing on my ass. I tried to cry out for him to stop and to wiggle away. He just grabbed my wrists again and raised them high, effectively reminding me of who was in control. I could do nothing but sob and try to stay as still as possible to appease him. Once he sensed my submission, he switched up his hit placement so that his blows landed all over my ass, the tops of my thighs and my lower back.
I took it and tried to not focus on the pain. No one had ever even seen my naked body before, and the first time someone is seeing me is when it’s a crazy intruder who was spanking me like I was a little girl. My skin felt like it was on fire everywhere he was hitting me, and I knew that it would bruise. My shoulders and arms were aching, and I was afraid the muscles would start to cramp. With each hit, my naked body would move against his lap chaffing my already rug-burn stomach and breasts. I tried to just let my mind wander, to not be in the moment. I made myself stop crying, if only because it was hard to sob when you can’t breathe through your mouth. His hand was a blur, and I could barely distinguish the individual blows. It was just a haze of burning pain. I could hear him huffing with his exertion. Finally, his spanking slowed and he lowered my arms again. I whimpered as the blood rushed back to my arms, making them tingle painfully.
He was now gently rubbing his fingers over my bruised and burning skin. I’m sure it was supposed to be a soothing gesture, but it still hurt and I would give him anything for him to just stop touching me. I hated this, hated what was happening and what was going to happen to me. This was not how I imagined losing my virginity at all. Every place he touched felt tainted, like he was leaving some imprint in my skin that I would never be able to scrub off or shake loose. My body was burning all over from the spanking and my agitated rug burn, I was having trouble breathing because of the duct tape and because I had been sobbing, and I just wanted it to end. I wanted him to hurry up and do it so he could then kill me or leave. As long as he wasn’t touching me anymore.
He then turned me over so I was sitting up in his lap. He began rocking me like I was a child, and I could feel his hard cock through his jeans poking my thighs. My ass was burning and I almost started crying again, but instead only released a groan.
“There, there, Baby Girl,” he said while rocking me and pressing kisses to my temple. “Now that hurt me more than it hurt you. I hate hurting my little girl, but Baby Girl needs to learn to obey her daddy. Are you going to obey me?” I nodded. “Good girl. I knew you were going to be my good little girl when I first saw you. Now your daddy feels awful about hurting you. Do you want to make him feel better?” he asked, pausing his kisses to look me in the eye. I hesitated but nodded, knowing it was what he wanted and that I was beyond having any options at this point. I had to survive, and I would do whatever it took to make sure he didn’t kill me. I was going to do whatever he said and pray that he left when he was done. “That’s my little girl,” he said smiling.
He then moved me from his lap onto my back on the bed. He pulled me so that my head was hanging off of the side. I may be a virgin, but I watch porn. I knew what was about to happen. I had never given a blowjob before, but in this position I had a feeling he was wanting to do all of the work anyway. If he’s going to make me give him a blowjob, then he has to take this duct tape off. Should I try to call for help one last time? No, I couldn’t. If no one heard me before, they weren’t going to hear me this time. I wouldn’t risk it. After he had me like he wanted me, it was all I could do to stay still. My ass was still on fire, and I was lying on my arms awkwardly. But I sure as hell wasn’t going to move and have him see that as me disobeying him again.
He took a couple steps back from the bed, and began toeing off his shoes. I was scared to death, but I couldn’t look away as my rapist began to disrobe. His shoes and socks went first, followed by his jeans. With my head hanging off of the bed and him only a couple feet away, was basically face to face with his crotch. He wore grey boxer briefs, and I could see a damp patch near the head of his hard cock. His shirt went next, revealing his large, hairy body. He disgusted me. He was fat and gross and I was at his mercy. His hands fell to the waistband of his briefs and slowly peeled them off, his erection bobbing out. I gulped. There was no way that was going in me.
The bastard’s dick stood proud, its weeping head pointed to the ceiling. It was about 9 ½ “ long, but the length didn’t scare me. My favorite vibrator was about 9 inches, so that wasn’t too intimidating. However, it was apparent that his rotundness also applied to his manhood. It was 3 inches wide, wider than my wrist. How was my virgin pussy supposed to take that, let alone my mouth?!
“Aww, don’t be scared, Baby Girl. I know you’re going to make Daddy feel so good.” He stepped forward, and I jerked instinctually, not expecting the movement. “Shh, Baby Girl. Now stay quiet and brace yourself,” he said right before ripping the duct tape from my mouth. It hurt like a motherfucker, but I didn’t make a peep. With the tape gone, I took in a mouthful air. He stroked my cheek.
“You want to make your daddy feel good, don’t you, Little Girl?”
I nodded.
His hand moved from my cheek to get a hold on my hair. “Answer Daddy out loud, Baby Girl.”
I paused long enough for him to tug on my hair before responding, “Yes.”
“Yes what?”
“Yes, Daddy?”, I said, the word feeling strange on my tongue.
“Yes, Daddy, what?”
“Yes, Daddy, I want to make you feel good.”
“That’s my girl,” he said with a smile. I felt sick. I didn’t want to be pulled into his freaky games. I’m in my twenties, but I’m a Daddy’s Girl. I still call my father “Daddy”, and saying it now in this setting made my skin crawl. He stepped forward and said, “Open.” I obediently opened my mouth. He first ran the head of his cock along my lips, smearing them with his pre-cum, then pushed in a couple inches. He only just had the head in my mouth, but it already felt stuffed. His cock was so fat, I really feared what would happen if he tried to push into my throat. His cock tasted salty and the musky, sweaty smell from his body was already making me gag. The hand that had been gripping my hair moved to cup the back of my head, holding me in place.
“Taste Daddy’s cock. Taste how much Daddy loves you,” he said, thrusting forward once ever so slightly in reinforcement. I started moving my tongue along the head of his cock, cleaning off the pre-cum. It tasted so salty it made my eyes water. I focused on what I was doing and breathing through my nose, trying to ignore his overwhelming odor. Everything about this man repulsed me. I just kept moving my tongue along the head, not really knowing what I was doing. He didn’t seem to mind. He started thrusting shallowly, groaning.
“That’s my Baby Girl. That’s my good, good Baby Girl.” I wanted to cry again. He thrust the first few inches in and out of my mouth. His balls were swinging just inches of my face, and I had an eyeful of his hairy ass. I kept moving my tongue, but my jaw started to ache with the effort and from keeping my mouth open wide enough to accommodate his girth. He started picking up the pace. The whole time, he kept up his words of encouragement. “You’re making Daddy feel so good, Baby Girl. You really love your daddy.” He moved so that he was now hunched over holding my head with both hands as he fucked my mouth. He started hitting the back of my throat, and I freaked. I was scared to death he would try to choke me with his cock. However, he didn’t go further than that, my body gagging a little each time he hit my throat.
He pulled out slightly so that again only the head was in my mouth and started jerking off the rest outside of my mouth. “Take it all, Baby Girl,” he said with a near-shout before cumming with a loud roar. He came in two long spurts in my mouth. It tasted disgusting. It was so salty and sour on my tongue that I thought the taste would make me vomit. He held his cock in my mouth until I swallowed it all down and moaned each time my mouth squeezed his cock. It felt like his cum hit my stomach like lead, like I could feel it sitting in my body.
He straightened up and slowly pulled his cock out of my mouth. “My baby girl has the sweetest little baby girl mouth. Did you like that, Baby Girl?”
“Yes, Daddy,” I replied softly, embarrassed hearing myself say the words but knowing I had to.
He started walking around the bed, and I knew what was coming next. I felt my eyes start to water, but I held in the tears. Crying wouldn’t help now. He moved to the opposite side of the room, and gently pulled on my ankles until my head was on the bed. With a stranger’s dick in my mouth, I had understandably forgotten about my burning ass and aching arms. When he repositioned me, me arms were now bent very uncomfortably beneath my back and my flaming skin screamed at me. I worked my jaw up and down several times to work out the kinks from my face fucking. I stared at the ceiling, awaiting my fate, has he got onto the bed and crawled over me.

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Sins of the Flesh – Part 2

Although my mother holds strong to her strict Catholic beliefs and insists that we are born into this world sinners, I believe that everyone starts out basically good. I think every true sinner has a defining moment, when they cross over the threshold into darkness. I can recall mine vividly.