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Payback is a Dick

WARNING… this story contains a lot of rape.. punishment. This story is about one girl that gets to payback those that have abused her

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Adult Room Chapter 3

We looked at each other with sort of embarrassed grins. We had jacked off together before, but this was different. We agreed that the hand job was more fun than solo work.
We cleaned up and ordered a pizza. After the pizza arrived, we played the gay video. While we ate, we discussed some of the action. We put the pizza box in the trash and put our glasses in the dishwasher, then we went back to finish watching the video.
We agreed some of the blowjob scenes were pretty hot, but we weren’t too sure about the butt fucking. The blowjob action had given me a boner, so I took off my shorts and started to stroke my cock.
Mike moved over next to me and said, “Let me.” He sat beside me and began to stroke me. I stopped him long enough for him to take of his shorts. He sat back down, we held each others cock and we began the dual hand job while the video ran.
We were watching a particularly well photographed blowjob scene when Mike said, “I wonder what it feels like to suck a cock? Is there any taste?” I replied, “I don’t know. I wonder what it feels like to have your cock in someone’s mouth?”
Mike stopped the hand job and bent over my cock. I felt his warm breath on my cockhead as he slipped his mouth down over my cock. He sucked a minute, then looked up and said, “It’s tastes a little salty.” He resumed sucking. We had seen some 69 scenes, so I stopped Mike long so we could get arranged on our sides on the floor.
Mike resumed sucking my cock and I looked at his, inches from my face. I held it and brought it to my lips. I licked the pre-cum off his cockhead. It was slightly salty. I ran my tongue tip around his cockhead then slipped my lips over it. It felt good in my mouth. I thought, “Let Mikie try it. Look! He likes it! Markie likes it too!”
We finished our first blowjobs with another hand job. We agreed that both ways were neat ways of getting our nuts off. Having your cock sucked was more fun than beating your meat. Or having someone beat it for you.
Dad interrupted, “When did Julie get involved?”
Julie said, “Let me tell them.”
Part 5
“It was after my 18th birthday, when you and Mom told me I could set my own hours and could come and go pretty much as I pleased.”
I came home from a bad date. My boyfriend had been a real jerk. We had been having a good time at a party, but he started drinking shooters and finally passed out. I took a taxi home. I changed into a long t-shirt and went to bed. I was pretty upset and restless. About 1:00 a.m., I heard one of the guys come in, then I heard the other come in a few minutes later. I laid there for awhile. I still couldn’t sleep. I heard Mike and Mark talking quietly. I decided to go to their room and see if they would listen to me complain about my jerk boyfriend.
I pushed the door open and looked in. I couldn’t believe it. They were both naked. Mark was kneeling in front of Mike and he was sucking Mike’s cock. Mark had a hard-on which he was stroking as he sucked away. I started to close the door and back away when Mike said, “Come on in, Julie. It’s o.k.” Mark stopped sucking and took Mike’s cock out of his mouth as he said, “Want a taste? I’ll share.”
I said, “No, thanks. I’ll just watch,” as I sat on the edge of the bed. Mark said, “Suit yourself. You don’t know what you are missing.” And he resumed giving Mike the blowjob.
If was fascinating to watch Mark suck off Mike. He would lick Mike from balls to cockhead and back. Mike seemed to really like it when Mark would run the tip of his tongue all around the rim of his cockhead. Mark must have swallowed two-thirds of Mike’s cock when he would wrap his lips around Mike’s cockshaft and bob his head up and down. Mark stopped stroking his own cock and used his hand to hold and fondle Mike’s balls. I liked it when I saw Mark suck each of Mike’s nuts into his mouth. Mike must have liked it too, because he was standing there with his eyes closed and with a smile on his face.
I was tweaking a nipple with one hand and running my fingers up and down my pussy slit when I heard Mike say, “I’m going to cum.” I realized that I had been daydreaming. I’d never seen a man cum before. Mark pulled Mike’s cock out of his mouth and started jacking him off. Mike stood on his toes, arched his back and shot gobs of cum onto Mark’s chest. It was the sexiest, nastiest thing that I had ever seen.
Then Mark licked Mike’s cock clean and turned towards me. I was still fingering my pussy. Mark said, “Oh, poor little sister. All of this cock and she has to use a finger.” He crawled over to me. spread my legs and started to lick my pussy. I almost had an orgasm right then. His head was covered by my t-shirt so I pulled it off to see him eat me out. It was fantastic. He licked my slit from bottom to top and landed right on my aching clit with his lips.
Mark was sucking my clit and Mike began playing with my tits. He was sucking one nipple and pinching the other, when Mark slipped a couple of fingers into my cunt. As he nipped my clit, I started to cum. Mike planted his mouth over mine and filled my mouth with his tongue. It was good he did, because my first orgasm with my brothers was a real screamer.
Mike said, “Julie took a while to come down. I held her and caressed and stroked her face and belly. Mark was rubbing his cheeks on her pussy hair and occasionally licked her slit and kissing her pussy lips. Julie finally lay back on the bed and stretched into a spread eagle. She sat up and kissed me then she looked at Mark.”
Julie leaned forward and kissed Mark. “Am I tasting my pussy?”

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The Island, Chapter 29

Author’s Note: This is a serial novel. It mixes actual experiences, fantasies, and outright lunacy. It is not a quick lurk-and-jerk. I believe in a slow build, in order to have a better payoff at the end. (Like Sting, I’m Tantric…). I plan to release a new chapter every week. Hopefully the response will be good! Enjoy.

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An Edited Life, Part 3

The steel posture collar chilled my neck and my belly raged hot as I kneeled on Andre Gregory’s living room floor.
He clasped the collar’s other two locks before circling around me, his eyes taking me in, my body bare except for the collar he’d just closed around my neck and locked.
I’d read about things like this. While such stories intrigued me, I’d never imagined myself in such a position; being bold enough to yield control to another human being, to subject myself to their dominance, their desires.
Andre turned his back to me again, his hand disappearing into the box, this time drawing from it four smaller metal rings whose designs matched that of the collar I wore.
“Hold out your hands,” he said, and I complied, reaching in front of me as he attached the cuffs to my wrist and locked them, one at a time.
“Stand,” he said, “and put your feet on the coffee table, in turn.
I did as I was told, rising from the floor and putting my left foot on the table long enough for him to cuff and lock my ankle, before doing the same with my right foot.
Twenty-four hours ago, Andre and I were at work together, toiling through another day of information among a half year’s worth of days filled with information, information and even more information.
Slightly more than twelve hours ago, he picked me up at Escape, bought me a drink and danced with me before bringing me to his home and fucking me thrice.
And now stood before him, naked, collared, cuffed, my pussy bare and my confidence and self-control having abandoned me, shifting on my feet as I awaited his next words or actions.
“Return to your knees, please,” Andre said calmly.
I sank back to the rug, my feet butt resting against my heels, my thighs in a “V” and my hands resting on them as my back and neck remained straight.
“Perfect,” he said, “Absolutely perfect.”
The emotions that flowed through me are difficult to describe. After six months without a social life, there was pride, even relief, in once again being the object of a man’s desire, his lust. With the yielding of control came uncertainty and nervousness. And the thought of walking into the office Monday left me horrified over the embarrassment I knew I’d feel.
Andre reached beneath my face, curling his forefinger beneath my chin and lifting, and I knew he wanted me to stand again. He led me to the sofa’s back and bent me over it, just as he had the night before, only this time he pulled my wrists behind me. I heard a couple of snaps and realized my cuffs had been clasped together, and then with two more snaps I found my ankles locked to each another.
I stood still in the silence, bent over the sofa’s back, my tits dangling from my frame with my wrists and ankles locked together, leaving me completely at Andre’s whims.
A squeal exploded from me when Andre spanked me forcefully. God it hurt.
“To whom do you belong, Gabi?” Andre said.
The question was just unexpected enough that my hesitation brought another brutal slap to my ass, and I whimpered as the pain brought tears to my eyes.
“I’m yours, Andre, yours,” I muttered.
“What did you call me?” he asked before spanking me again, this time hard enough to make me lurch forward over the sofa to the point that my feet came off the floor.
“Master!” I shrieked, hoping for the sake of my burning ass that I’d gotten it right.
Andre said nothing, and the next sensation I felt was of his fingertip smearing something cold and slick onto my rose, before sliding his finger through it and spreading the cool jelly inside me.
“Oh God, there’s no way I could …” I began to object, only to be cutoff in midsentence.
“You can and you will,” said Andre.
He removed his finger from my ass and pulled me open, teasing my back door with his thick, spongy head before pressing forward and filling my rump.
I thrashed against the couch, my colon searing as he inched further and further into me.
Somehow, I managed not to scream.
It took away my breath when Andre pulled back and pushed into me again, and I squealed, “Please! Please! Please!” as he sodomized my helpless body.
“You’ll thank me for this later,” he said, as he rocked behind me, my ass agonizing as his motion stretched it.
What was to happen later? How is having my boss’s fat black dick in my ass going to help me later?
He continued to take me in the most intimate way I could imagine and I tried not to hyperventilate or pass out from the pain.
Andre’s hands stayed on my hips as he thrust hard into me, and my breasts danced wildly as they hanged from my chest, bouncing out of control each time his pelvis slapped my buns.
The relief I felt when he pulled out of me was all too brief.
Andre unclasped my ankle’s cuffs and guided me around the sofa before releasing my arms from behind my back. He put me on the couch’s cushions, on my back, and then connected each wrist to its corresponding ankle before crawling between my legs and returning his prick to my ass.
I felt possessed, owned. I was being objectified and used, and it suddenly seemed like a respected co-worker saw me as nothing as an instrument of pleasure.
Immediately after sliding back into my pucker, Andre started fucking me harder than he had any of the three times he’d taken my pussy. It was painful and humiliating, and I was helpless to do anything about it.
And it excited me.
Even in college, when everyone experiments with their sexuality, I’d never felt as much a slut as I did with my wrists and ankles locked together and my boss’s dick pounding my ass.
“I’m such a fucking whore,” I gasped, almost out of breath.
“Yes you are,” Andre chuckled, “And you’re my whore.”
Again and again he planted his shaft deep inside my colon, and the pain eventually gave way to a numbness I’d never before felt. Without warning, my pussy gushed against his pelvis and he laughed aloud as he said, “You are such a natural slave.”
A hot flash erupted within me as the word “slave” raked against my soul, but I had little time to process what Andre had said to me before Andre filled my ass with spunk, a sensation I’d never before experienced.
He held still as he came and we looked at each other, his satisfaction made obvious by the expression on his face.
“Jesus Christ, what are you doing to me?” I said as his jizz began to leak from my rump.
“Claiming you, enslaving you, making everything about you mine, Gabi,” he said, still holding himself deep in my jelly-like ass.
For whatever reason, the first thing that hit me was the irony of the beginning of Andre’s capture of me taking place at Escape, literally moments before I would have escaped from what had otherwise been an utterly boring and useless evening.
“Can we really do this?” I asked, hoping he understood the concerns that were so obvious to me.
“Given what’s happened during the last fifteen or sixteen hours, it seems as if we’ve done it,” he retorted.
Andre unclasped my cuffs before withdrawing from me, and then pulled me atop him as he lay on the sofa, placing his hand at the back of my head, pulling my face to his and giving me what felt like an almost loving kiss.
“We’re going out tonight, and it’s likely to be different than anything you’ve experienced,” said Andre, after taking his lips from mine.
“What do you mean?” I asked, wondering just how much more different from my past life experience the weekend could become than what it already had.
“I’ll not tell you ahead of time,” he said. “Just trust me.”
It was at that point that I did something that, in retrospect, surprised even me.
“Yes, my Master,” I replied, causing Andre to purr happily.
Master? Really? Had my existence at The Meadows grown so dull, so mundane that the man who had been my superior at work – even a friend – could, with seemingly damned little effort, turn me into his fucktoy?
“We should get some sleep,” Andre said. “It’s going to be a long night.”
We rose from the couch and walked down the hall to his bedroom, nuzzling one another as we dozed off in his bed, my slumber only slightly delayed as I wondered what the evening would bring.
As had been the case when I’d awoken in the morning, Andre was already out of bed. I’d been out for a couple of hours, and with my awakening came the scent of food, grilled food.
I found Andre on the deck, dressed and manipulating steaks on his grill, he turned and smiled at me as I stepped onto the deck from the French doors, purring, “Good evening, my pet.”
“Need help with anything?” I asked, only to immediately realize that there was little appeal in preparing food naked.
“Not at all,” he said. “I’ve got everything under control.”
“Even me,” I couldn’t help but smirk.
“Even you,” he quickly added.
It didn’t take long before dinner was ready. I’m not sure how I’d missed it, but hours before Andre had placed a couple of potatoes in his slow cooker so that they’d be ready for dinner.
We returned to the table where we’d had lunch, eating ribeyes, the potatoes and a selection of fruit slices that includes apples, bananas and oranges, along with whole grapes and strawberries.
We made small talk as we dined, but I knew better than to ask about the evening’s plans, having already been told they wouldn’t be revealed in advance. I was, however, hopeful that I’d be allowed to wash off the remnants of the day’s repeated fucking before we did whatever it was Andre had planned.
Once dinner was finished, we cleared the table, taking the dishes to the kitchen, washing and drying them before putting them away.
“I’m going to remove your collar and cuffs so you can bathe,” Andre said to me. “Take your time, relax, enjoy the spa.”
I followed Andre to his bedroom where he unlocked and removed the collar and each of the four cuffs. Even after having had them on but a few hours, my neck, wrists and ankles felt as bare as my pussy had right after I’d shaved it at Andre’s insistence.
It seemed to take forever for the tub to fill, but it eventually did. Steam rose from the water’s surface, and I turned on the spa’s jets, circulating the vessel’s liquid before happily emerging myself in its wet warmth.
The bath felt wonderful.
There are times one doesn’t realize how much they ache till they relax. The pulsating water massaged me, relaxed me, put me at ease. And then, just as I might have otherwise drifted off to sleep, I began to wash myself, slowly, thoroughly, wanting to be clean for my Master.
It was with regret that I eventually pulled myself from the tub and began to dry myself with a towel, drying and styling my hair and applying the makeup Andre so graciously brought from my apartment before walking into his bedroom again.
Lying on his bed were some of my clothes, but the white satin corset and its matching thong, along with white thigh-highs and heeled sandals weren’t exactly what I’d imagined I’d be wearing out.
Knowing better than to ask, I began to put them on. Andre eventually entered the room and cinched the corset tight and tied it before putting my collar and cuffs back on and locking them.
He motioned for me to follow him, and we walked down the hall, through his living room and into his garage, getting into his Wrangler and pulling out of his driveway with the night sky above us.
Andre drove to a more expensive neighborhood within The Meadows, the place where Alan Mercer – The Meadow’s founder and the man who recruited me – lived. I was horrified when Andre pulled up to the gate outside Alan’s home, announced himself into the speaker and the gate slid open, allowing us entry.
There were several other cars on driveway that arched in front of Alan’s home, and I began to feel sick, realizing that I was going to be paraded into the house by Andre Gregory, collared and cuffed, wearing a corset, thong, thigh-highs and heeled sandals before Alan and God knows who else.
Andre parked and motioned for me to wait for him. He walked around the Wrangler and opened my door, reaching into his pocket and producing a leash which he attached to my posture collar, and then he led me to Alan’s front door.
The door opened as we walked up the steps toward it.
“Good evening, Andre, and … Gabi?” said Alan, causing me to freeze in my tracks, the leash Andre held stretching as he continued to walk.
“This is quite a surprise,” Alan continued, “one we’re all sure to enjoy.”
We entered the house and followed Alan to his basement where we were met by about ten men, all of whom I recognized as the elite of The Meadows, a banker, a couple of lawyers, a judge, among others, and they all began to whoop and holler as Andre led me into the middle of the room.
Embarrassed and humiliated, I looked around to see them all smiling back at me. The sickness in the pit of my stomach that I’d felt since Andre turned the Wrangler toward Alan’s gate grew tenfold as I stood in a room with a dozen men, all of whom knew me professionally.
At this point, I realized that the likely best scenario is that Alan and the other ten men would watch Andre fuck me senseless as he’d been doing since last night, but that an even more dreadful image was of the dozen of them gangbanging me for hours on end, my body already uncomfortable from what it had endured from Andre.
“Is everyone ready?” Alan asked, prompting another round of joyful shouts.
Alan walked toward a door, and I had no choice but to move with Andre as he held the leash and followed Alan, with everyone else trailing me.
Alan opened the door, reached inside it and turned on a light, and then Andre and I were but steps behind him after he entered.
The room’s contents left me aghast.
“Your choice, Andre,” Alan said, prompting Andre to guide me to something near the room’s center.
Next to us stood a pair of stainless steel poles with a mat between them. Each pole had identical loops spaced about three inches apart running their lengths.
Andre detached the leash from my collar before unsnapping the garters that connected my thigh-highs to my corset, and then he slipped his thumbs into my thong’s sides and pulled it down my legs.
Alan handed Andre a bar with clasps on each end, and Andre knelt before me and pulled my ankles apart, affixing each of the clasps to either of my ankle cuffs, forcing my legs to remain open. He then slid a stand to my pelvis, bending me over its leather-clad padded top, and then he chained my wrists to the steel poles on either side of me, before using two more chains to attach the sides of my collar to each of my wrists.
The position was similar to having been placed in a stockade.
The dozen men were behind me, and the posture collar and meticulous chaining prevented me from turning my head to see what was happening.
So I stood there, still, helpless and expecting the worst.
Several silent moments passed before I heard several men smirk behind me. The sensations I felt next were ones that I’d become increasing familiar with since last night.
Andre grabbed me from behind and in one swift, brutal motion he shoved himself deep inside me, causing me to jerk forward and emit a raw, throaty groan as he sank into my snatch.
The chains began to rattle as he fucked me, and I stood there, leaning over the padded pedestal, chained to the poles on either side of me, presented for his use.
“Look at that slut take that thing,” someone smirked from behind me.
My heart pounded in my chest as I raged with embarrassment. A day ago, I’d left my office a respected professional among these people, or at least I thought I had. Now, every single one of these men viewed me as nothing more than a tool for their pleasure.
“Who owns this pussy?” Andre growled.
“You do, Master,” I breathlessly panted, prompting chuckles from some of the other men.
Gazing at the floor, I noticed a pair of feet in front of me. Andre grabbed a handful of my hair and raised my head till my lips were even with the head of an erect cock. My eyes glanced upward to see Alan Mercer’s face, and another wave of heat resonated through me.
My lips parted for Alan’s dick, and he filled my mouth with it. Alan wasn’t nearly as challenging to accommodate as Andre had been earlier in the day, but few men would be.
As the man whose signature was on every paycheck I’d received for the past six months began to use my mouth, Andre’s vicious thrusts continued to rattle my crotch, and the other ten men watched as I was abused at both ends.
It took but a few minutes before Alan’s warm goo was sliding down my throat and oozing from the corners of my mouth. His pelvis shook against my face as he unloaded, all the while Andre still relentlessly stabbing my pussy with his enormous black shaft, driving me wild.
I hadn’t even caught my breath before another dick was at my lips, and I obediently began to suckle it, just as I had Alan’s.
Andre’s release was just like all his others had been; hot, massive, filling. Again, he stayed completely in me as his cock spit the contents of his balls into my womb, and I felt marked, possessed.
His pussy.
Andre had barely exited me before another, noticeably smaller prick had taken its place in my gaped, seeded slit and began to slide back and forth amidst my cum-soaked walls.
And that’s how the night continued. For the next several hours, my pussy, ass and mouth absorbed the same twelve cocks time and time again, leaving me numb, raw, filled and covered in cum. I was broken, degraded, used. My athletic frame had been pushed to its limits and then some, and I was left a quivering mess, my mind nothing but a void.
I’d not even noticed that the fucking had stopped and that I’d been unchained from the poles till my body was against Andre’s and he was holding me to support me. I was aware enough to blush when the men applauded as I staggered on weak legs, leaning against Andre as we exited the room, went up the stairs and left Alan’s home.
Andre opened the door on my side of his Wrangler and helped me into the seat, and I groaned weakly when pain racked through me as I sat. It was only then that I noticed that Andre hadn’t even bothered to put my thong back on me, and that it probably didn’t even matter.
After closing my door, Andre entered the vehicle’s other side, drove around the arched driveway, stopping only long enough for the gate to open, before turning onto the street and heading home. My eyes closed and I drifted off during the few minutes’ journey back to Andre’s house.
My next recollection was of Andre lifting me from the seat and carrying me into his home, through the living room and down the hall to his bedroom. He laid me on the bed, removing my shoes, stockings and corset. I hurt all over and was barely connected to reality as he undressed me.
“How often … am I gonna … have to do … that?” I said in little more than a whisper.
“I haven’t decided yet,” Andre replied. “But I know they absolutely adored you.”
Slowly, I curled into a ball on Andre’s bed and closed my eyes.
“Get some sleep, pet,” my Master said. “The weekend’s only half over.”

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Last Day at Work

Last Day of Work
I had known that this day had been coming for a long time. Money was getting tight at the business and someone was going to feel the axe. The company I was working for, Global Commodities, was feeling the pinch from a lack of sales both domestically and internationally. Because of that, they were forced to find a way to cut costs. One of those was was the letting go of non-essential employees, such as secretaries and janitorial staff. Upper management always believes these people to be expendable, but they fail to see the worth of some individuals beyond their numerical value. My friend Michelle was one of these people.
I was fortunate to have meet Michelle when she was hired at the company. She was 23 years old, fresh out of college, and looking for her first real job. A very attractive young woman, with a wonderful smile and a positive attitude, she had zero background in what was handled by the company that I worked for. As the manager of the oversees commodities acquisition department, I saw someone with incredible potential and a bright future. So like many actions associated to my job, I took a chance and recommended that she be brought on as a secretary in my unit, and I began to mentor her in the field of purchasing and selling commodities. Michelle showed great promise, but because of slumping sales and a bad economy, she never had the opportunity to excel.
Michelle had only been with the company for about six months when I received the memo from the corporate executives that all support staff within the nine month probationary period would be dismissed due to a lack of sales. This memo went out company wide, and everyone received the same information at the same time. This was the first time I had ever seen Michelle cry. She burst into my office, her eyes as red as her beautiful shoulder length hair. She sat down at my desk and sobbed uncontrollably.
“This is completely unfair.” She said, in between sniffles. She took a Kleenex from my desk, knocking over a picture frame of my last fishing trip by accident, and blew hard into the tissue. “I have been pouring my heart and life into this job, and now, after making so many friends and learning so much, I have to just give it all up? What am I going to do?”
I sat her down in my office chair behind my desk and pulled over one of my side chairs that visitors would use when I had client meetings. I waited for a few minutes as she regained a small amount of composure, a reassuring hand placed on top of her hands, which were placed on her lap. I could feel the warmth of her gentle and smooth skin on my fingers as she sobbed. It almost felt like some type of electricity was flowing from her into me. I felt an instant attraction to her, something I had never felt towards her before. We had worked several long hours before, been on a few business trips, and had multiple working lunches and dinners, but we had never had anything beyond a professional relationship. While I sat there, with my hand on her hand, I began to regret that decision. Michelle was an extremely attractive woman, and I had missed a great opportunity. I decided that I needed to help her, and as a mentor and a friend, there was only one thing I could think of to both clear her mind and set her in a new, forward moving direction. “You need to have a going way party, and we need to get you trashed.” “I mean, really fucked up.” “It won’t solve this problem, but I will reach out to some friends in the field and see what I can do for you.” “In the meantime, you need to get drunk and forget your worries.”
Michelle started to brighten up a little, and her cheeks got red when I suggested she got drunk. Perhaps she was thinking of the last time I saw her drunk. We were on a business trip to Toronto, and the dive bar that we decided to go to saw a one night only showing of Coyote Ugly starring Michelle and two of the other secretaries. After that night she had said that she had behaved a little unprofessionally, but I had told her that she was young and needed to have fun every now and then. I was only five years older then her, but as her mentor I must have seemed like a father to her. I took her hand and placed it between mine, and told her to pick a local bar for a party tonight and to go invite some people. I also told her not to worry about the costs, cause this was going to be my treat. Her response could only be described as giddy, and she reached forward and gave me a hug, followed by a short kiss on the lips. He lips were soft to the touch, and she smelled fantastic, but it was too short of a kiss to return. But it had a feeling to it, like I had dragged my feet across the carpet and touched a metal doorknob. The spark was strong and short. She thanked me and quickly ran out the door. I sat down in my desk chair, it was still warm from her body and smelled of her scent. I felt my pants getting tighter, as the bulge in my underwear grew. I moved my hand down under my desk and rubbed my cock through my pants, mainly to straighten it out, but also because it felt so good. As I rubbed my stiff dick, I breathed in her smell from my chair, and let out a small moan. I could feel my balls beginning to ache and beg for me to release the cum that had began to build in me quickly since that first touch of her lips to mine. I never masturbated at the office, never had a need to, but something about Michelle had caused me to get aroused quickly, and I was unable to control myself. I quickly undid my belt, pulled the lid off of my paper coffee cup, and removed my now completely hard cock from my pants. I was fully erect, all six to seven inches in my hand, as I stroked. Long, deep strokes. It only took a few, and after breathing in the smell of her from my chair one more time, I shot string after string of hot cum into the cup. I let the cup fall to the floor when I finished, my limp dick in my hand. Afterwards, I picked up, threw the cup away, dressed back up, and went to go wash up. On the way out the door, I ran into Michelle. She told me that she got a group together to go to Mic’s bar on Fifth street tonight. I knew the place and told her that I would see her there.
I didn’t get to the bar until a little after nine, and the party was already going strong. The owner of the bar, Sally, was Mic’s ex and now the current owner of the bar. She was contemplating a name change after the divorce, but because everyone knew it as Mic’s, she decided to keep the name. I had been to Mic’s so many times that I felt like I owned stock in it. It was a dive bar, plain and simple, but it was my dive bar. I had found several one night stands here, and Sally had helped me secure some of them. Nothing is better than having the owner of a bar as your wingman. I asked Sally how the party was going, and she told me that the red head, who I identified as Michelle, was crazy, out of control, and huge amounts of fun. Sally told me that her and Michelle reenacted a few scenes from Cocktail, and that they were running the bar for the better part of an hour. I asked Sally if she had broken anything, and Sally just laughed. She told me that she only let Michelle swing around the cheap stuff, so I didn’t have to worry too much about the price. I told Sally to bill me for the cost and left her to her work. I saw Michelle out on the dance floor, surrounded by several of the girls from work and a few I didn’t recognize. She was bouncing around, red hair flowing like a wildfire. I admired her from the bar. Michelle had an amazing body, standing about 5’8” and about 120 pounds. Her slender figure reflected the bar light off of her, accenting every angle. Her breasts appeared to be average size, and the bra that she had on under her shirt was holding them firmly in place. Her legs were long and slender, and they were a perfect complement to her upper body. But the thing I could not take my eyes off of was her ass. It was perfect. A lovely round shape, that curved along her skirt line and formed a heart shaped pattern against the tight fabric. Every time she bounced to the music, her butt shook, and my heart skipped. People say that you should always think with your head and never your cock, but both of them were wanting the same thing that night.
Michelle appeared to be enjoying herself on the dance floor, and since she looked like she was going to be there for a while, I went back to the bar and ordered another drink. While I was waiting, one of the other girls from the group came over and stood next to me at the bar. She introduced herself to me as Kim, a nice looking Asian girl, in her early 30s with black hair to just below her ears. She had on a silk blouse and a black skirt, with black heels that made her 3 inches taller than she was. The top three buttons of her blouse were undone and provided a spectacular view of her cleavage. Kim’s breasts were not above average, but they were perky and she did not have a bra on tonight. A quick peak when she leaned over the bar allowed me to see one of her nipples in the mirror behind the bar. She had lovely tan nipples, small and pointy. I couldn’t help but stare. They were very nice, and I have always liked Asian breasts and the tan nipples that sit atop them. I left my gaze lingering a little too long and was caught looking by Kim. She looked at me back through the mirror, winked, and pulled her shirt down so I could get a better look. My cock immediately awoke, and I turned and kissed her on the lips. She returned it, with tongue, and I returned it in kind. Our tongues danced in each others mouths for what seemed like an eternity. Kim broke away for a minute, then reached down and put her hand on my belt. She then pulled me by my belt to a hallway, past the restrooms, to a stack of boxes that had empty glass bottles inside of them. The boxes provided the right amount of cover for what we had in mind.
Kim resumed where we had left off, only this time she was much more aggressive. While we kissed, she unzipped my pants and undid my belt, causing my pants to slide down to my ankles. I pushed her up against the wall, and buried my face into her breasts. As I nibbled on her tits and nipples, I could hear her moans getting louder as she stroked my cock. I could smell her perfume on her breasts, and the sent was electric. It pushed me further into ecstasy, I undid two more buttons on Kim’s blouse, and freed her breasts. Taking one in a free hand, and the other in my mouth, I began to squeeze and suck. “Oh fuck, you are so dirty! Taking me down this hallway and having your way with me. Such a fucking dirty boy.” she said as she dragged her thumb over my cock head. Kim then placed her thumb nail over my pee hole, moving the sensitive skin apart. I moaned loudly into her breasts, her skin absorbing the sound. She seemed to enjoy watching my reaction and continued to explore my penis. Kim repeated the process and I nearly passed out. The pain and pleasure was pushing me to my limit. My cock was throbbing, and I was feeling weak in my knees. She did it a third time and I dropped to one knee, panting. While on one knee, I looked up and had a clear view of under her short skirt. I noticed that Kim was not wearing any panties. Kim had a hairy pussy, black pussy hair all around the lips. From my spot on the ground, I could smell her lust, her pussy was steaming with want. I looked up at Kim, and she said, “If you want it, come and fuck it.” I regained my footing and pushed her body against the wall. With two hands I pulled up her shirt, so that it rested above her waist. Kim was completely naked from the waist down, and I was naked from my waist to my ankles. I wasted little time, and I placed my cock at the bottom of her pussy. I moved the cock head around until I found the right angle, and then I pushed it into her, slowly. Kim’s pussy was extremely tight, and anything less than a completely hard cock would never have made it inside. Kim let out a loud moan as I eased into her. I managed to fill into her nicely, then I slowly pulled out, until only my cock head was inside of her. Kim managed to gather her breath, and looked me in the face. “Don’t tease me, just fuck me!” she said. I responded by thrusting hard and fast into her. The first one caused her to scream out. “Fuck yes, just like that. Fuck me like a dirty bitch. Fucking me in this hallway. You whore!” I had never been called a whore before, but for some reason it turned me on. So I responded with another quick thrust, and another. On the fourth thrust, Kim’s pussy came down on my cock like a vice, and she began to scream “I’m going to cum.” This pushed me over the edge, and I gave her another thrust. She screamed loud and I felt her juices run out of her pussy, down my cock, and over my balls. I was able to get off one more thrust, but Kim’s pussy was so tight around my cock. I could hold it in no longer and I pushed as deep as I could into her before I came. I shot string after string of hot cum up into her, and it ran down out of her along with what was left of her juices. I pulled my slowly limping cock out of her and supported her as she stood against the wall. Kim slid her skirt back down and fixed her shirt. She then leaned up into my ear and said, “I’ll remember you whore, the next time I need a good hallway fuck. You dirty bitch.” With that, she licked my ear and walked out of the hallway and back to the dance floor, leaving me with my pants around my ankles. I pulled up what I had dropped and fixed myself up. I returned to the bar, found Sally, and ordered something strong.
I stayed at the bar drinking until about 11, which is about the time the party started to wind down. Sally and I were able to finally have a conversation that did not involve yelling since the music was over and the bar was emptying out. I looked around and everyone was saying their goodbyes to Michelle. She began to tear up a little after the last person left, so I pulled her over to the bar and had her sit down on a stool. Sally goy Michelle another drink and the three of us shared a few shots. I think it was tequila, but all I know was that it burned something fierce. Sally kicked them back like a pro, and Michelle made a squinty face after each glass. It was getting close to midnight, and I began to take my leave. Both of us stood up, and neither of us had much coordination. I was doing much better than Michelle, who seemed to be very unsteady. Sally looked over at her and just laughed. “Girl is a little wobbly. Better get her home before she passes out here.” I said my goodbyes to Sally and left my card with her. “Just figure up the tab and charge me for it.” Sally took the card and said, “For everything else, ok, but for Red, she drinks for free.” Michelle seemed to cheer up a little, and with a quick lunge reached across the bar and kissed Sally on the lips. Sally didn’t react in a negative way, probably thought that the girl was just beyond drunk. So Sally just let it happen, and afterwards told me to take that crazy kid home. I thanked Sally and took Michelle outside. I hailed a cab and Michelle mumbled out an address about a block and a half away from the bar. For only being about two minutes away, the cab ride seemed rather expensive. It worked out to about five dollars a block, but I was in no condition to complain. “You win this round.” I said to the driver as I handed him a $20. Michelle and I were out of the car before he could make change, but I assumed that was his plan, as he drove off leaving us on the corner. We walked about a quarter of a block, balancing each other, until we made it to her apartment building. It was a modest three story building, older but in a nice neighborhood. When we entered the lobby, I asked he what floor she was on. “Third floor, room 304.” I looked at the stairs. Nothing scary, but in my condition, not good. I looked back at Michelle, who was a wreck. She looked at me and said, “Fucking stairs, uh. Carry me?” She reached up and wrapped her arms around my neck, letting the rest of her body go limp. Thank god she did not weigh much. I positioned her in a piggy back spot and walked up the stairs. When we got to 304 I asked Michelle for the keys, and she told me, “Just ring the bell, my roommate should be home.” I rang the bell and waited for a minute. I heard footsteps on the inside and someone working the deadbolt on the inside. The door opened inward and a blond haired girl was standing in front of me.
“Special delivery.” I said as I entered the apartment. “Wee, I’m special.” said Michelle as I set her down on the couch in the front room. Michelle seemed to be in a happy drunk mood, so I left her on the couch while I turned around and introduced myself. The roommate’s name was Ashley. She was shorter than Michelle, maybe 5’6”, barefoot, wearing a pair of men’s boxer briefs and a white tank top. Ashley was maybe 100 pound, if that, and she was an A cup for sure. However, she was very pretty and had a great ass. The boxer briefs clung to it, like they were a second skin. I found it to be very sexy, and I had a hard time not looking at it. Ashley brought me a glass of water and we sat down on the two chairs next to the couch. “Thanks for bringing Michelle home, she can be a handful when she gets like this.” No kidding.” I said. I took a drink from the glass and I began to feel my composure returning. “So, Ashley, you live here with Michelle? Are you sisters?.” “Sort of, Michele and I have been dating since college, going on two years now.” I was a little shocked. I had no idea Michelle was a lesbian. I had no problem with this, but it was hard to contain my shock in my somewhat inebriated state. Ashley appeared to understand and spoke first. “Don’t worry about the shock, happens all the time. I don’t mind.” “Sorry,” I said, “I have nothing against lesbians, and I don’t want to offend either of you, it is just that you are both so beautiful, that I never would have guessed.” Ashley blushed from the statement and Michelle made a few drunk remarks. “OHHHH. Ashley’s got a new boyfriend. I think she likes you. But you need to back off. That hot ass is mine, and I will cut you if you touch her.” The last thing Michelle said was in a huffed up joking mode, which caused both of us to look at her with tilted heads. “Michelle, you are such a goof!” said Ashley. The three of us got to talking for about an hour, and I learned that Ashley was a dance major in college, and that she met Michelle at a casting call party for one of the college’s plays. “Michelle was a complete mess, drunk and flailing around. After I told her I was a dancer, she made me have a dance off with her. She lost, no coordination, but I was hooked. She won me over and we have been together ever since.” I looked over at Michelle, who had seemed to sober up a little. “I know, she has that effect on people. I’m really going to miss her.” Michelle started to sob a little, so both of us sat with her on the couch. She took turns burying her head in our shirts. After a minute of us holding her, Michelle turned her head and kissed Ashley on the lips. A deep, passionate kiss. I could see her tongue moving into Ashley’s mouth and Ashley’s tongue doing the same. I felt a little awkward, since they were sharing a tender moment and I was getting hard from watching the foreplay. Then it happened. Michelle broke of her kiss with Ashley, and continued it with me.
Michelle did no bother with asking for permission, and I am glad she didn’t. I would have probably refused. If I had, I would have missed that opportunity that I had been thinking about since this afternoon. Her lips were soft, her tongue slid between them, moistening my lips as she entered my mouth. It felt almost magical as her breath entered me. I put my arms around her and pulled her closer, until I remembered where I was and then I broke off the kiss. “I’m sorry Ashley, I didn’t mean to offend.” I said as I looked at Michelle’s roommate. “Don’t worry, Michelle has always been bi. But I know she has been wanting to do that for a while now. I have caught her on more than one occasion calling your name out when she was masturbating.” “Personal information Ashley!” said Michelle. “Shit Michelle, stop being a wuss and do something about this.” mocked Ashley. With that, Ashley moved up to my face and kissed me, the same way she had kissed Michelle. It felt incredible, as her hair whisked across my face and then back. Her lips were just as soft, and I could feel them tremble slightly as we connected. I took my hands and ran them down her arms, her smooth skin gentle to the touch. I stopped at her hands, which met mine in a clench. Ashley then guided my hands under her t-shirt towards her breasts. To my surprise, she had a little more to grab than I had originally thought. I slowly fondled her, pinching at her nipples as we kissed. She moaned in my mouth, begging me to continue. Michelle had apparently felt left out, so with her free hands, she began to rub both my crotch and Ashley’s crotch. Ashley let out a light whimper as she separated her lips from mine, moving them to my right cheek. I moved my lips onto her upper neck. “Fuck Michelle, that feels so good. You always know how to touch me.” moaned Ashley. I looked down to observe Michelle’s work. Michelle had slid her hand under the top band of the boxer briefs and was moving it up and down inside of the fabric. I could smell Ashley’s musk building and I could see a wet spot forming on the boxer briefs. Ashley leaned back on her hands and tilted her head back in pleasure. This freed up my lips, allowing me to include Michelle in the activities. I leaned towards her, and she to me. Our lips meeting again. The electricity was immediate, and I felt it travel through my body from my lips down to my cock and then back through her hand to her lips. A complete current. I removed my hands from Ashley, who was in the grip of an oncoming orgasm, and began to fondle Michelle. I returned the favor that she had shown me by sliding one of my hands under her skirt and up to her crotch. The other hand began to unbutton her blouse. My hand that was on her crotch felt like it was on fire. The heat from Michelle’s pussy was incredible. I ran my hand over the fabric of her panties. Cotton. I could feel the wetness. She was soaked. I was glad that this was turning her on. I wanted to please her. I wanted to please Ashley as well. I focused my hearing back towards Ashley, who was moaning louder with each second. Michelle had changed her rhythm, and was now finger fucking Ashley inside of her boxer briefs. I could hear the sounds of Michelle’s finger sloshing in and out of Ashley’s wet pussy. Ashley was loosing control, and could remain silent no longer. “Fuck, Michelle, fuck my pussy. Get that juice all over your hand. My underwear is so fucking soaked. You are so good.” I looked just in time to see Ashley shiver from the orgasm. “I’m cumming, Fuck!” Ashley fell backwards, Michelle’s hand slipping out from under the boxer briefs. Ashley laid on the couch, spent. Michelle brought her hand to our mouths, and we both licked the juices from it. Ashley tasted sweet, like a peach. Now wonder Michelle liked her so much. Ashley watched us and giggled. She looked at Michelle and spoke, “Sweetie, we are all wearing to many clothes. We need to ditch these things or else we will burn ourselves out on foreplay.”
Ashley started by removing her tank top, exposing her small perky breasts. Her nipples were erect, pointing right at me. She then removed her boxer briefs and placed them in her hand. While standing naked on the couch, Ashley walked over to me and placed them in front of my face. “Smell them.” she commanded. I did as I was told, breathing in her sex. Fantastic. I could feel some of the juices on my nose. Ashley removed the underwear from my face and threw them across the room. She then kneeled down and began to remove my clothing. Michelle stopped massaging my crotch and began to remove her shirt. I had gotten most of the buttons off, but she managed to get the rest. She slid her shirt off of her shoulders, allowing me to view her chest for the first time. Michelle had a very tight sports bra on, which seemed to flatten her breasts. With both hands, Michelle pulled it over her head, allowing her breasts to drop free. Her tits were above average, larger than Ashley’s, but not huge. They were a perfect size for her. Michelle then stood up and undid her skirt, allowing it to fall to the couch. Michelle quickly kicked it off of her feet, and was standing before me in just her underwear. White cotton panties, with one hell of a wet spot. Michelle removed them, and put them in her hand. “Now smell my panties.” I did as I was told, and breathed in her scent. A musky scent that excited me. It was marvelous. Michelle discarded the panties and instructed me to stand with a wave of her hand. I did, and Michelle removed my shirt, while Ashley removed my pants. My pants and underwear were pulled down at once, revealing my erect cock. Ashley had her face directly in front of it, and breathed deep. She looked up at me with a sly smile. “Someone has dipped this cock in a pussy already tonight.” she said. Michelle looked down at her, “Yeah, that was Kim, She was really needing to get laid.” I looked at Michelle in shock. I didn’t know she knew that. She responded before I could. “I only saw the best part, when she was calling you a whore and you were drilling her. I’m not upset in any way. But that chick is a town bike. Looks like it was just your turn.” I wanted to respond but before I could, Ashley ran her tongue over my cock, sending a shiver down my spine. “She tastes good. Michelle, give it a lick.” Michelle moved her tongue over the other side. “You’re right. We should invite her over sometime.” “If you two keep talking like that, I’m not going to last much longer.”
Ashley looked over at Michelle. “Now’s your chance. Stop dreaming about it and take this dick.” Michelle looked into my face, and I took her into my arms. Our kiss was deep, my stiff cock rubbing against her stomach. I laid her down on the couch, her back against the armrest. I looked her over slowly, a picture of beauty. I then positioned my cock over her wet pussy. Running my cock head over her wet lips. Before I moved any further, I looked over at Ashley. She was sitting in one of the other chairs, her fingers in her pussy. “Don’t mind me, I can take care of myself.” That was all I needed to hear as I used my cock head to split open Michelle’s pussy. Both of the girls had shaved pussies, but Michelle’s had a light red stubble from the hair. The curtain did match the carpet. As I moved her pussy lips apart, thin strings of her cum broke with the widening of her lips, following the lips until the strands snapped. The slight pressure of my penis head caused her to moan. A low moan, in anticipation of what was to come. I positioned my dick over her pussy, looked he in the eyes, and pushed in. Slowly, enjoying the feeling of her pussy. It was tight, a snug fit. I had to stop every inch to allow her the time to adjust. Finally, I was completely inside. I felt like heaven, the silk of her pussy walls on my cock. I moved my hips back, pulling out slowly, up to the cock head. Then, pushing back into her. Michelle let out a few screams. “Oh shit, it has been too fucking long. I love you Ashley, but this feels so good.” Ashley was moaning and breathing heavy, approaching another orgasm. I could hear her juices on her fingers. This was pushing me over the edge, and Michelle was right there with me. She could tell I was close. “How much longer?” she asked. I told her maybe four or five good thrusts. “Good, cause I am really fucking close. Deep and hard please, but slow. I want to feel all of you in me. And for fuck sake, cum in me and not on me.” That was all I needed to hear. I took the first thrust hard and deep into her, hitting a soft mound in the back of her pussy. She screamed out, “My fucking god, you hit my g-spot!” Ashley heard this and immediately lost control. “I’m cumming for both of you!” she said and moaned loudly. She then sank into the chair, spent. I thrusted into Michelle three more times before she came. She was too over the edge to announce it, and I could feel her juices run out of her. I followed right after that with a final thrust, almost lifting her off of the couch. My hot seed shooting up into her. One shot, than two, than three, then I lost count. My head go all fuzzy, and I fell on the couch next to Michelle. My penis went limp inside of her and fell out on its own. We laid on the couch holding each other. I made a motion with my arm as a signal for Ashley to join us. Then all three of us laid in each others arms, and drifted into sleep.

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A new day, a new me part 11

I know it takes me a bit to put these out; I either put out small bursts or a longer chapter. In case people don’t understand the whole work/family/obligations thing it keeps me from writing most of the time. Anyway back to work.
Buzzer goes off at six and I’m out of bed as quietly and quickly as my body will move me. I get into my work out shorts and a tank top and creep through the house and bypass anything not resembling the garage/gym. I stretch out a bit then it’s all heavy bag, it takes about ten minutes for my body to wake up when I really start to feel my bruises. As much as it hurts I keep remembering the kick that broke my nose, the last bat swing, getting blinded and held down so some Indian fuck can tell me why he hates the fact that I have a big enough cock to fuck his fiancé and he doesn’t.
I don’t know how long I’ve been hitting the bag but it’s not moving like it was when I started. I stop and pull back from the body shots I’m giving ‘gigantor’ number 1 to see my dad holding the bag. I move into kicks and I never understood that fucking Rocky movie and breaking ribs in a side of beef until now.
“You going to talk to me about it or should I just tell your mother that you’re having serious issues,” Dad asks me still holding the bag.
I shrug and let off another kick and take the tape off my feet to check. Dad points me to the bench and sits me down to do the check himself.
“I have to tell your mother something boy,” Dad asks again.
“I want pain, I want to give pain and I want to lick the blood and tears off their faces and have their families watch me do it,” I reply angrier than I was that first day when I found Heather and Derek in the music room.
“Okay, so tell her you’re working things out and will be fine,” Dad says smiling.
I look at him with a puzzled look, did I just get a blessing or an alibi. Dad rewraps my foot and we get back to me and the heavy bag. We’re at it for I don’t even keep track of how long before he stops me and directs me to the shower. I pass Mom in the dining room who smiles weakly to me and gets back to making breakfast.
I’m out of the shower and see that it’s about eight in the morning; I get dressed and watch as the girls pile out of their rooms for breakfast. I get through my second plate and realize that Mom, Liz and Katy are all staring at me while Dad eats and reads the paper.
“Am I interesting this morning,” I ask downing my last piece of bacon.
“Are you feeling okay honey,” Mom asks.
I shrug and clear my plate in the sink then head off to my room to look at facebook and I decide to update my status. ‘Up and fighting mad, good breakfast and time to fuck people up’ I leave on the page. I read the post and get to site surfing.
I cool off after a bit and see it’s eleven when I get a knock on my door. Jun steps in and freezes when he sees my face.
“Holy Christ did you get into a fight with the football team,” Jun asks closing the door.
“Nope but I really want to meet up with them again,” I reply letting him have the chair.
He takes the seat shaking his head and plugs my phone into his laptop then both of them into my computer. I let him work and get a book and hop onto my bed to read.
“Okay so what did you say to my Mom the other day,” Jun finally asks me.
“Why man, does it matter,” I reply remembering his mom.
“Dude she is calmer than I’ve ever seen her, she is taking Natsuko out for shopping and lunch, they are buying me clothes while they are out, and my Dad apparently got lucky for the first time since before Natsuko was born cause he’s smiling,” Jun tells me looking up from the computers.
I shrug and head over to the computer/cable thing Jun has assembled. He runs over all the technical babble about phone book, sim card and salvageable info. He uploads my phone numbers to my address book on my computer when Katy pops in.
“Hey Jun, Guy your Mom says she’s gonna go get you a new phone and I’m getting some clothes,” Katy hesitates on the last word,” We’ll be back later since you have company. Oh Jun, be here when I get back so you can walk me through my studies.”
“Alright, get yourself a tough hooded jacket,” I tell Katy as she heads out.
“Did she just talk to me like a person,” Jun asks me.
I chuckle and go over the whole story of what happened when I got jumped and that I knew one of the guys who did it. As we’re talking I notice he’s wearing blue jeans and a thin white T-shirt.
“So what’s with the shirt,” I ask.
“Only t-shirts I own are undershirts,” Jun tells me pulling at the thin white shirt.
“Here man, wear this and get it back when you get better ones,” I tell him tossing him a black JTHM shirt,” Also tell your sister or mom to get you a tough hooded coat.”
I watch him put my shirt on and send off a text message to one of the women. I get back to showing him my bruises on my chest and back.
“So you’re going to get even with them I’m guessing,” Jun asks.
“No, I’m going to make shit hurt,” I reply coldly.
“So what can I do man,” Jun asks me.
I pause for a second. He wants in, he’s known me for less than a week and he’s going to help me beat some ass. I start laughing till my bruises stop me and he’s got a puzzled and pissed look on his face.
“What the hell is so funny,” Jun asks hotly.
“When was the last time you were actually in a fight,” I get out trying to slow my breathing.
“Doesn’t matter, you can kick some people around and they’re just going to hit you back. If you really want to get payback you need to hit them with something that says ‘I can own your ass’,” Jun says calming back down.
“Okay consigliore, get me info so I can break them but I will kick someone’s ass for this,” I tell him pointing to my nose and the stitches on my head.
I tell him exactly what was said and let him do the networking with his friends. While he works we bullshit about school and girls, he tells me he couldn’t get the girl to come by the day he brought Katy to his place. I sit back and think about it for a few minutes. We discuss Katy being here and I explain the situation and have him save all the pictures on my phone. I walk him through how to talk to the girl he wants and what to do if she hesitates.
“Okay so what if she flat out says no,” Jun asks.
“Then you walk; don’t talk to her unless she finds you. Don’t hang out around her, and don’t speak to her friends about her,” I tell him,” If she’s interested she’ll come to you otherwise she ain’t worth the work you’ll do to get her to pay attention.
My facebook starts getting messages from Mathilda on it. Jun lets me have the chair and I respond that I’m here. She says she tried texting me, I tell her about my phone when I hear a clicking. Jun is taking pics of my nose and stitches with his camera phone. I get back to Mathilda and tell her what happened, she gives me the ‘wait that was you and you’re still alive’. Apparently the rumor is that a high school student was mugged and beaten to death. I ask her what she’s doing today and agree to meet up with her when she’s free in an hour; she says she’ll pick me up since I should avoid walking.
“Wait, you’re dating Katy and some girl named Kori, now you’re going to meet another girl from another school named Mathilda later today,” Jun says to me confused.
“Is there a question in there or just a statement of my life,” I ask Jun.
“Well I’m just wondering if you’re starting a harem or something,” Jun inquires.
I try to explain the situation with Kori and Katy, and then add to it some of the other women I’ve been with since this whole thing started leaving out Tracy and his mom.
“So what do I do if Katy tries to pay me for help with school work with sex,” Jun finally asks.
“Well since you’re not with the mystery girl then I say go for it if that’s what she’s doing,” I tell him calmly,” honestly since Katy and Kori know I’m having sex with other girls I figure that you’re safe enough.”
He nods and gets back to his friend networking; I start to hate this part of the game. I’m stuck watching other people gather information while I sit around nursing wounds and get angrier about not doing. The door opening snaps me to my senses, its Dad motioning me out to the living room. I round the corner and see all 6’4” Amazon build of Mathilda clad in blue jeans and a flannel shirt with a denim jacket.
“Are you heading out and is the Asian boy staying here,” Dad asks.
I head back and grab my coat, leaving Jun instructions for what I want with information and to leave me a message on my computer if Lajita wants to talk to me. I tell Dad everything will be fine I just need to clear my head and step out with Mathilda. We step out and I see she’s got her little car with her and I pile in the passenger’s side and we head away from my home.
“It’s been over a week,” Mathilda decides to break the silence,” and you haven’t called or texted or nothing. Now you want to meet up and you look like you’ve been beaten with a stick.”
“It was a bat,” I reply chuckling,” they hit me with a bat.”
“You got jumped and now you wanna hang out with me,” Mathilda asks pulling into a decentish neighborhood.
“I need someone I can talk to who isn’t everyday involved in my life,” I tell her as we pull into a single floor house’s driveway.
We get out of her small car and she unlocks the door letting me inside. It’s a little like true bachelors pad only a little cleaner, older furniture and random mail piled up next to one recliner. I pass the living room and follow Mathilda to her room. I never thought I would walk into the room my dad probably dreamed of for me as a baby but I just did. Sports posters on the wall, a damn weight bench in the corner and a twin bed up against the wall for space. I let Mathilda take a spot on her bench while I sit on her bed.
“So not many guys come over I take it,” I ask moving back up against the wall.
“I don’t get much company period,” Mathilda tells me looking at her hands in her lap,” I don’t have a lot of friends at school.”
“You are the captain of your basket ball team and you don’t have friends,” I ask slightly dumbfounded.
“I’m a freak, Dad raised me for years and now that I’m old enough he takes more work driving truck,” She tells me still staring down,” I got weights for my fourteenth birthday for fuck’s sake.”
“And I’m the product of a drunk and an ex-military combat junkie,” I tell her pulling back my hood,” You are a six foot Amazon, just figure out what you want and do it. I know why I’m here but do you?”
Mathilda finally breaks from looking at her hands and looks straight at me with a little fear and sadness. I watch her get up and motion me to stay put while she heads out of the room. I take my cue and strip down to my boxer briefs and lay down under the covers.
“Okay, if you laugh I swear to god I’m going to make what happened to you this weekend look like a trip to Disney land,” I hear Mathilda ask from the hallway.
I watch Mathilda come back around the corner, yellow lace bra and matching panties. I pull the blankets back and invite her over into her own bed. She walks over quickly and slides into bed with me, pulling the blankets over us.
“I’m really nerv…,” Mathilda gets about that far when I stop her talking with a kiss.
I start to wrap her up in my arms when I get pull by my hips and rolled onto my back. Quickly my shorts get yanked off and I watch Mathilda slip under the covers. I feel Mathilda take my cock in her hand, it’s rough and unfamiliar as I let her stroke me hard when I feel her lips on my cock. It’s warm and wet but not familiar take maybe 2 inches at a time.
“Okay, put your hand on what’s not in your mouth and work it up and down while you use your mouth,” I tell her pulling the blankets off her head.
I feel her put her hand back onto my cock as she follows my instructions slowing giving me her presumably first blowjob. Mathilda starts slow and almost methodical but it’s starting to feel good and I am fully hard now but I want more. I let her keep working while I move us to our sides and after some prodding have her facing me on her side in a sixty nine. I get her to spread her legs a little bit, I realize she could probably crush my skull with her thighs but I pull the nicest panties I’ve seen aside and start tonguing her clit. Mathilda reacts immediately with moaning on my cock and lets it fall from her mouth gasping; I wrap my arm around her hip and bury my face into her pussy.
I realize that she shaved for this since that night in the locker room as I take my tongue and run it in circles along the entrance to Mathilda’s pussy. I can hear her moaning loudly but nothing prepares me for the leg vice on my head, I can’t move so I shove my tongue as deep as I can get it into her pussy. I can feel Mathilda trying to put my cock back in her mouth but all I get are light licks when she locks up again and I take my first real taste of Mathilda as I get a rush of her juices in my mouth.
“Oh fucking shit I came,” Mathilda tells me gasping.
I muffle out ‘I noticed’ from between her legs, she lets go and I get some air in my lungs and roll onto my back. I feel movement on the bed and see Mathilda stripping out of her panties. I sit up and move to my knees, I let her get her panties off before pushing her down onto her hands and knees. I move up behind her pushing her knees together and slam the whole of my cock inside Mathilda’s pussy.
Mathilda’s pussy is tighter like this and it feels better with each thrust, I see trying to keep her face in the blankets on her bed. It’s good but I get that feeling like something’s missing; I’m not wanting a soft time with her. I grab Mathilda by her blonde hair and pull her face out of the blanket, the angle lets her squeeze me harder and I keep hammering in and out of her pussy. Finally I get her to stop gritting her teeth and starts moaning with each thrust.
“I’m gonna cum in you soon,” I tell her accentuating each word with a thrust.
“No, wait,” Mathilda tells me trying to stop,” I’m not on birth control.”
“Well you should figure something out soon,” I smirk down at her still watching my cock hammer in and out.
I slap Mathilda’s ass and get a quick gasp, I see her try to get her balance but I keep her head where I want it. More hammering and I can feel her tighten up like she’s coming again; I thrust fast in and out then just stop suddenly.
“What, why did you stop? I almost came,” Mathilda asks me.
“Well maybe it’s my turn,” I tell her leaving my cock buried in her,” Now you tell me why you should get to cum again if I can’t cum the way I want?”
I grind my hips against hers, Mathilda moans from the teasing. I watch as she starts bucking her own hips back onto my cock to get herself off. I smile a little at her attempts then slowly start to pull out of Mathilda’s pussy.
“No please don’t stop,” Mathilda begs me with half my cock still inside her.
“What’s in it for me,” I ask slowly pushing back inside.
“Ohhhhh, I’ll take it in the mouth or whatever just let me finish pleeeeease,” Mathilda begs me trying to keep her hips still.
“Okay,” I tell her, then letting go of her hair I grab her hips and start thrusting as fast as I can,” Does my new bitch want to cum now?”
“Yes, please make me cum,” Mathilda moans out.
“Tell me what you are and I’ll finish in your mouth,” I tell her thrusting deeply into her pussy.
“I’m your bitch, make your bitch come please,” Mathilda begs looking back at me.
It’s all the consent I need; I reach under her and start rubbing her clit while taking short thrusts in and out of her pussy. It takes a few seconds before Mathilda lets out a loud groan and I feel her squirt on my balls. I get that tingle and pull out of her pussy and lay down on my back, motioning her to my cock. I get her face over my cock and shove it into her mouth. She put her hands on the bed as I face fuck four inches in and out of her mouth. I feel the tingle again and holding Mathilda’s head in place shoot off into her mouth and throat. Mathilda panics for a little bit and gags but I feel her swallow as much as she can. I let her head go and she quickly lets my deflating cock fall from her mouth. I rest my head on her pillow while Mathilda steps out from the room for a minute.
After a couple minutes I see her come back in from the bathroom, she sits down next to where I’m laying on the bed in her nice lingerie.
“So I’m your bitch now,” Mathilda tells me smirking.
“Well I have two girlfriends who know I’m having sex with other girls, might as well just round it out to three,” I tell her checking my stitches on my head.
“Let me see those,” Mathilda takes my head in her hands and turns it to look,” That was defiantly better than the first time by the way. I just wish some of the bitches at my school could have seen me fucking like a porn star. It’d make them jealous little bitches.”
“Wait a minute,” I bolt up from the bed,” What did you just say?”
“It was better than the first time we had sex,” Mathilda says puzzled.
“No, the other thing,” I ask her.
“I figure if the girls who think I’m a freak at school saw us having sex like that they’d be jealous,” Mathilda says again more puzzled now than before.
It hits me like a bolt from on high, Lajita’s ‘fiancé’ was the ringleader. I warned Derek but he talked him into it. I can get to Derek and the other’s but that asshole needs a real lesson in payback. And now thanks to Mathilda I got the best idea I’ve had all weekend. I take Mathilda by the head and kiss her deep and softly till she relaxes up against me. We stop kissing after a few minutes and she rests her head in my lap as I sit against the wall on her bed.
“So are we going to even see each other again,” Mathilda asks me quietly.
“Yes, you’re the tough girlfriend,” I tell her smiling,” and you’re brilliant. But I don’t like you being at another school so I think you should transfer at the beginning of next year.”
My not-so-little Amazon girlfriend perks up to the thought and I have her and I start getting dressed, it’s been about an hour and I know I’ve got to bring Jun and Katy up to speed. We head back home in Mathilda’s car and I promise her I’m not playing around with her as my third girlfriend.
I get back inside at home and am greeted by a new cell phone and Jun is walking Katy through math at the table. I text Kori and Mathilda immediately with my phone to let them know I’m back in communication and decide to chill out in my room till dinner.
The rest of the evening goes fairly well. Dinner happened with Jun joining us and his mother and Natsuko coming by to pick him up after dinner. Jun’s Mom recognized me immediately but simply smile and greeted me like we’d never met before confusing the hell out of her children. After they leave I head back to my room. It takes about ten minutes before I have Katy coming into my room unannounced.
“Okay so what is the deal with the giant your Dad was talking about,” she ask me sprawling out on my bed.
“Tough girlfriend,” I tell her sitting down at my computer,” she kinda rounds it out to a good number for me. Plus I am pretty sure you and Kori aren’t the jealous types.”
“So Jun is really wanting to help with your whole revenge thing and I’m wondering where I stand in all this,” Katy tells me changing the subject.
I start to lay out some of the details for my plan and stress that if I don’t get Lajita to speak to me it’s gonna be more fighting and less fun. We talk a little more before I decide that I need some sleep and kick Katy out so I can get up tomorrow.
I have my first Monday with Katy in the house and it goes about as well as expected. I’m up sore, showered in pain and eat breakfast while mom checks my stitches and nose. Tracy shows up on time to take us to school. I get in the back with Kori and sit in the middle so Katy can sit on the other side of me. I’m gently cuddled on the way to school.
My arrival at school is met by staring and people whispering, probably about what happened to me. I exit the car and pull my hood up to see Katy wearing her black and green tripp pants with a ‘Slipknot’ band t shirt and Kori has her brown Capri pants and a blue sport tank top on. What catches my eye more so is once out of the car both Katy and Kori , Katy a denim one with some studs in the shoulder and some different patches and Kori a bright green hoodie with angel wings on the back in fake stones. I smile about the coats and they flank me as we head off to class, I watch Kori and Katy head off to their classes after getting a kiss from both and I get to my first period.
Not much happened in classes and Kori, Liz, Jun, Natsuko and some new Asian girl sit at the table ‘my’ lunch table. I can hear people talking while I eat but a poke from Liz draws my attention to Lajita sitting at a table with an Indian boy and two larger guys, one black and one islander I think.
“Liz, I want their names and either I meet with Lajita today or I swear you’ll have to live with the stigma of ‘my brother killed people during lunch’,” I get out of my mouth growling.
Liz pats me on the shoulder and I watch her head over Lajita’s table and after some talking her and Lajita get up and leave the cafeteria.
“Hey Guy are you doing okay,” Jun asks from his seat at the table.
“I’m wonderful,” I tell him finally noticing the girl with glasses next to him,” Who is she, and why the fuck is she at my table.”
“Dude, this is my new girlfriend Lilly,” Jun gestures to his girl in glasses.
I take a second to actually acknowledge this girl, a little heavy set but cute, shoulder length black hair and brown eyes. I nod to her and finish my meal when my phone goes off, it’s Liz and she says to meet her in the by the library.
“Meet me in the Gym during homeroom,” I tell everyone at the table and head off to the library.
I get to the library and see Liz talking to a scared Lajita. Both turn to greet me but it’s Lajita who looks nervous. I nod to Liz and she heads back to the cafeteria leaving us alone.
“Did I do something you didn’t like,” I ask Lajita from my hood.
“No,” Lajita answers sheepishly.
“Then why did your ‘fiancé’ get his goons to do this,” I say pulling my hood back and letting her see my broken nose and stitches.
That’s when the waterworks start, Lajita starts crying and speaking in her language. I let her calm down and have her sit on one of the benches.
“He’s not my fiancé, my parents didn’t want to let me marry him and he’s taken it very personal,” Lajita tells me wiping her tears.
“Well then I need your help getting him back,” I tell her kneeling down.
“But he’ll just have his friends come after you again, fighting won’t fix this,” Lajita tells me quietly.
“I have a plan but you need to help me, either that or I get to use some gratuitous violence,” I tell her smiling.
“Okay but what is it you have in mind,” she asks me.
“During homeroom meet me in the Gym,” I tell her helping her up then heading off to class.
Fifth period is the point I have been waiting on since Saturday when I enter the classroom and see Derek and Heather sitting and talking at their old seats. I enter with my hood back and watch them get quiet as I take my seat. Class goes well aside from the creepy quiet in the seats behind me. At the end of class I turn to Derek and smile.
“Is something wrong Derek, did you want to say something to my face,” I smile at him coldly.
“Man are you okay or something, we can talk if you want,” Derek asks nervously.
“Sure, what did you do last Friday, you two go off and have some fun,” I ask still cold.
“Ummm, Derek was hanging out with his family Friday because I had practice,” Heather says wondering what I’m talking about.
I just smile big and head out to homeroom with my hood up. It takes a second to get a slip for the Gym and I head out. Girls are having basketball practice and I see that I’m the last one to show up for my meeting. Kori and Katy are quiet while Liz, Lajita, Natsuko and Jun are chatting amongst themselves.
“I know some of you are with me in what I have planned but I am going to need everyone’s help to pull this off,” I start telling them,” Liz I need information from you, I want to know who the goon squad is with the guy who’s stalking Lajita. Katy and Natsuko I need to meet with whoever heads up the punk groups in school soon. Jun you’re my right hand on this, I need eyes in the back of my head and you have your ‘geek’ squad to make it happen.”
I start to lay out different details on my plan to everyone, I learn that the ‘fiancé’ is called Kamran and his goon squad is with him for four classes and his homeroom. I let everyone figure out their parts when I get pulled aside by Kori and Katy.
“Okay, I think you need to calm down babe,” Kori tells me,” your plan isn’t going to work.”
“What part,” I ask half heartidly.
“Okay, I don’t know what you’re going to do about Derek or Kamran, but the other two guys you’re just going to lead into a field and beat with a bat,” Kori says with a ‘really’ expression.
“I’m waiting for the negative on this Kori,” I reply.
“You follow my plan then and I’ll get rid of the goons,” Kori tells me heading off to where Tracy is practicing with her team.
I start to follow when Katy sits me down on the bleachers. I watch her move behind me and pulling my hood back she checks the stitches on my head. I close my eyes and just enjoy her hands touching my head when she starts talking.
“I can take you to talk to John today,” Katy tells me,” but he’s either gonna fight you or want to fuck me to get whatever you’re asking for.”
“Okay, so I get to fight him. Is he like a martial arts god or something,” I ask Katy leaning back into her lap.
“Wait, you want to fight him. I could just have sex with him,” Katy says with a level of disbelief.
“Katy, maybe I didn’t make it clear when I said you were MY girlfriend,” I tell her smiling,” now where the fuck do I find Johnny boy?”
She gets up from behind me and leads me out of the Gym to the parking lot. At the far lot I get to a black station wagon with a group of punks sitting around it. I motion Katy to wait and putting my hood up approach alone.
“Which one of you is John,” I ask loudly.
I watch the crowd part and get to look at Johnny, about six foot tall black guy. He has a short Mohawk and is wearing torn up tank top and olive green cargo pants. I see enough piercings in his face to make one Swiss army knife.
“Who the fuck are you and what the fuck you want,” Johnny rudely asks.
“I’m Guy, I was told you were the one who didn’t need to live at home because you have flop houses,” I tell him being annoyingly polite.
“I got my own places yeah, why the fuck do you want to know,” Johnny asks me again.
“Well I want to use one to really fuck up this preppy kid,” I tell him still with the ultra polite tones.
I hear Johnny and his friends laughing, not sure why but he places his hand on my shoulder I’m guessing to help with his joke.
“Get the fuck out of here,” Johnny tells me walking away.
“Really want me to leave,” I pull my hood back so Johnny and his friends can see my face,” What about after I get back to the office bleeding from my stitches after you assaulted me.”
“What the fuck are you talking about, you’re not…,” is about as far as Johnny gets as I reach up and pull the first stitch out of my head.
Seeing that I have their attention I start walking forward and remove the second stitch. Its amazes me that as much as it hurts I’m still marveling at people with amateur tattoos and piercings looking like they’re going to vomit. I back Johnny up to his car by the time I get the third stitch out.
“You’re hyena’s, you look really tough and as a group you are very scary looking,” I tell Johnny wiping some blood on my hand,” but aside from that what do you do? Nothing, now either you or I come to an agreement or we find out how much blood can leak out of my head before people call the authorities.”
I place my bloody hand on his shoulder and watch him just stare at me in a level of disbelief. The other punks have cleared a circle around us and aren’t really moving, just standing wondering what I’m going to do next.
“Okay, I’ll help but seriously are you going to kill this guy you’re after,” Johnny asks me.
“No, that would be too easy, I’m going to ruin his dreams,” I reply smiling.
I take my hand off Johnny’s shoulder and walk back over to Katy who as soon as I get close just kisses me on the spot. I enjoy the moment till she pulls back and marches me to the nurse’s office. I get my head wrapped and tell the nurse it was itchy and I didn’t realize what I had done till too late. School ends and I catch the bus with Katy, Kori and Liz home.
My afternoon and evening are pretty normal; Mom is upset about my stitches. I’m sitting at my computer when I get a chat message from Lajita asking me what I’m planning for Kamran and her. I tell her it’ll happen soon and it’ll be after school if she can get free, she replies that she’ll help but doesn’t want to be a part of any violence. I make no promises and end the conversation with that.
Tuesday morning is another uneventful start to a fairly boring day. I get up out and to school like normal. It’s the start of third period when my phone buzzes in my coat. Tracy texts me to say to get out of class as quickly as I can. I head up to the teacher and say I’m feeling dizzy and ask to see the nurse.
I head to the office but get stopped along the way by Hanna, the red head from the basketball team.
“Tracy told me that you need to get to the Gym and hide behind the bleachers till she texts,” Hanna tells me heading off to the gym.
I’m confused but I head over and get behind the bleachers, quietly avoiding the teacher running the class through volleyball. About fifty minutes of co-ed volleyball and I watch the teacher dismiss the class to the locker room. It takes a minute before I see some of the students talking, a couple girls and the two ‘bodyguards’ for a few minutes before the girls head off the their locker room.
“Kori told me you needed those two gone so we did you a favor,” Tracy says nearly scaring the shit out of me.
“What the fuck is going on,” I ask Tracy getting a hold of myself.
“Wait till the guys go into the girl’s locker room then go get my dad at the office,” Tracy tells me leaving the Gym.
Sure enough it takes a few minutes and I watch the guys look around for a minute then sneak into the girl’s locker room. I let the door close and head out to the office and catch Coach Campbell in Mrs. Jackson’s office.
“Coach Campbell, I don’t mean to interrupt but I was coming here when I saw some guys sneaking into the girl’s locker room,” I them groggily.
“Mr. Donnelly are you okay,” Mrs. Campbell asks me taking me from the doorway and sitting me down in a chair.
I watch Coach leave the office in a hurry and one of the female teacher’s follow him out. Mrs. Jackson gets me a glass of water and what happens next is pure priceless art. I watch Coach Campbell walk two boys in their underwear across grounds during lunch time to the office and sit them down in the lobby. At Mrs. Jackson’s request he helps me to the nurse’s office, I let both of the guys see my face and smirk lightly.
I get a clean bill of health from the nurse and get out just in time to get a quick bite for lunch. I see Kori and the gang all sitting at the same table and head over. Sitting down all of them just kinda look at me smirking.
“Okay what’s so funny,” I ask trying to eat my crappy pizza.
“Two down man,” Jun tells me holding up his phone.
I see the video feed on his phone of both guys from the locker room being marched across the campus. I look at Kori who is smiling big; I shake my head and march out of the cafeteria without a word. I head to the Gym and sure enough she doesn’t miss me this time when she follows me.
“What the hell did I do,” Kori asks rounding the corner.
I shrug and put her back up against the wall, kissing her deeply. She’s stunned for a second but warms up to the kiss quickly, wrapping her arms in my coat. I bring my hands inside her shirt, rubbing them on her warm skin I trail my left hand down her stomach and slowly back her up against the wall of the Gym.
“Didn’t we do this before,” Kori asks me breaking the kiss.
I smile and shake my head no then slide my hand from her stomach down her capri pants and inside her panties. It takes a second for her to open her legs but as soon as they get apart I find her clit and rub my fingers on either side of it slowly. Kori’s head rests on the wall with her gasping lightly as I rub her clit and start to kiss her neck. She puts her arm around me and pulls against her side giving me better access down her pants. I speed up my rubbing when I get another body pressed against me, it’s Katy licking my ear and grabbing my cock through my jeans.
I’m getting hard but I can feel Kori getting wet so I speed up my fingers on her clit eliciting a deeper moan from her. Katy is not letting up off my cock and has moved onto the other side of Kori placing her free hand up Kori’s sweater and onto her breast. Kori is writhing as we both work her over, her hips bucking against my hand and fingers.
“Ohhhh fuck I’m gonna cum,” Kori moans before going rigid.
Katy and I hold Kori up and keep playing with her body as she orgasms hard and grips me against her. Gasping she regains her balance and I remove my hand from her pants and Kori grabs my face and kisses me causing Katy to have to let go of us both. After the kiss Kori adjusts herself and both girls stare at me for a second grinning.
“Oh I know that look but I am saving it for later,” I tell them both,” Katy, tell Johnny boy that I need that place by the time homeroom starts. And Kori?”
“Yeah Guy,” Kori responds.
“Gonna need you to get your Mom’s van and bring some toys,” I tell her smiling.
We head back to classes and the rest of the day the school is buzzing, apparently some guys got it in their head that the girls in third period Gym were gonna have some sort of sex party with a couple guys but when the guys got into the girls locker room and stripped down they found they weren’t invited. After that it took the timely intervention of Coach Campbell and some screaming girls to get the ‘perverts’ out of the locker room. I’m defiantly going to make this up to Kori.
Derek and Heather on the other hand look really off during fifth period. Heather is quiet and but trying to be nice but Derek is avoiding eye contact and mumbling a lot. I let him stew; I’ve got something planned for him later. I get a pass out of homeroom and text Lajita; she’s waiting in the parking lot with Johnny and Katy.
I get out to them and see Lajita in a pink skirt and blouse, and Johnny has a vest on with Hyena patched on the back. I chuckle at the patch as I approach.
“Hey if we’re hyenas than what are you,” Johnny asks me.
“I’m a tiger, I don’t need a pack but I can use one,” I tell him from my hood,” And if you don’t kill me I’ll come after you and everyone who looks like you.”
Johnny shakes his head,” Okay Katy, we hang out but this guy makes really wonder if I’m gonna get jail time for doing this.”
Everyone looks at me for a second and I just shrug and get into John’s car with Lajita, I give Katy a kiss and tell her to meet us once her and Kori are ready.
“So what is it we’re doing,” Lajita asks me.
“Do you want Kamran to be bothering you for the rest of your life,” I ask her.
Lajita shakes her head no and I explain the part that she’s going to help me with. Johnny even starts looking at me in the rearview as I describe how it’s going to play out.
“Okay but if he’s not broken then I want him gone,” Lajita tells me with a very serious look.
“Done, won’t be the first time John has had to gang beat a prep kid, right John,” I say smirking at him.
“I got half my crew waiting man, I’ll be ready if you need me,” Johnny tells me pulling up to one of the abandoned office buildings downtown.
We all exit the car and Johnny does a meet and greet with his crew, a chubby Goth/punk girl waves me inside the building. I lead Lajita inside and on the third floor we are a bedroom which is basically a few mattresses on the floor and some broken furniture. I get a sturdy chair and put it to the side for Lajita to sit in and set myself down on the mattresses while I wait for Katy and Kori to do their work.
“So how is Kamran going to get here,” Lajita asks me.
“Kori, her and Katy are jealous that I’m spending time with you so they’re going to get Kamran and bring him here to get you. And then we get to have some fun,” I tell her smiling.
I can see she’s tense and really nervous about this so I decide to lighten the mood.
“Why did you come into my room that night during the slumber party,” I ask Lajita to kill time.
“You were nice to me. Guys I deal with at school weren’t because I had Kamran around me all the time so they treated me like he did,” Lajita tells me.
“Okay but I’ve never talked to you before the sleep over,” I reply wondering what she’s talking about.
“I’ve been over with Elizabeth before, you were always polite and didn’t talk down to me, you even got the door for me when I was over,” Lajita regales me with my apparently very chivalrous nature.
“Okay so you wanted to repay me for being a nice guy with sex,” I ask a little confused.
“Well I didn’t want sex to be with someone like Kamran so I just took the opportunity,” Lajita tells me,” My mom knew what I was doing and she was fine with it. It’s not like you didn’t want to.”
“No I was very much wanting too… Wait, your MOM knew,” I ask bolting up from the mattress.
“Yes, my culture is very open when it comes to sex. You westerners are really kinda prudish, and why anal sex is a fetish I’ll never know,” Lajita tells me as I sit in stunned silence.
After about 20 minutes I get a text from Katy on Kori’s phone saying they’re here and heading up. I motion to Lajita to go hide in the corner as I take off my coat and move into the hall. Loud footsteps from the stairs. Quickly enough I see Kamran get to the top of the stairs and slow down when he sees me.
“How’s it going Special K,” I call to him from the hallway.
“You give me back my fiancé and you do it now or I swear,” Kamran says covering the distance.
“You swear what, you’ll get your bodyguards and Derek to help you jump me,” I tell him standing my ground,” Funny thing, I don’t see your boys here, and Lajita came here with me. So who brought you here?”
I watch him freeze for a second so he can take it all in, my girlfriends got him to come here, drove him here and he walked in on his own with no help he can trust. He starts to look around then focuses on the open door behind me.
“You give her back to me now,” Kamran tells me weakly.
“I didn’t take her, she came here with me. Now you got a choice, I’m hurt and you’ve got no backup this is your shot Special K,” I tell him reveling in my new nickname,” you want to prove you’re a real man or just a spoiled kid with money?”
I can see Kamran get angry and watch him rush me the remaining fifteen feet between us and take probably the best swing he’s had in his life at me. Problem is only way to not see this haymaker is to be blind and deaf. I step back letting the swing go past my face and as Kamran goes off balance I lock my arm under his swing in a half nelson and bring the other around his neck in a choke. I let him struggle before kicking his leg out bringing him to his knees.
“Now I wonder where I’m going to leave your body,” I tell him applying pressure to knock him out.
As soon as he’s out I call for Katy and Kori, the rush up the stairs with a small bag in tow. Johnny quickly follows and helps me move Kamran to the room. Lajita looks on as we strip Kamran down and duct tape him to the chair naked, Katy gets a ball gag into his mouth. I strip down to my underwear and watch as Johnny heads out.
“Okay I’ll be waiting downstairs when you need me man,” John says heading out.
I watch him leave and take a seat on the bed. My attention turns to the girls, Kori has purple panties and a matching bra with black lace where as Katy by contrast is wearing a black sports bra with a plain thong. Finally turning my attention to Lajita white bra with little pink flowers on it and just some regular white panties.
After we are all ‘dressed’ I let Katy do the honors smacking Kamran awake. It takes him a few seconds but as soon as he sees me on the bed he starts struggling. The girls sit down next to me except for me Lajita who is standing behind Kamran.
“Hey Special K, enjoy your nap,” I ask him once he’s stopped struggling so much.
“He looks like he needs an explanation and I think ‘someone’ should tell him what’s going on,” Kori says looking to Lajita.
I watch Lajita step around the chair and into his field of view, I can’t see his face but I’ve got a pretty good idea what his expression is.
“Kamran, I hate you. You treat me like I’m property and I’m not. I’m not your fiancé and I’m not your girlfriend,” Lajita tells him,” Now you are going to watch me do things with Guy that I will NEVER do with you.”
Lajita turns around and takes her bra off in front of me releasing her breasts before crawling across the bed and pulling my shorts down. I move myself off the wall and the girls move off the bed leaving me and Lajita alone on mattress. As soon as I’m lying down Lajita goes to work giving me a not so amateur blowjob. She does a wonderful job working four inches in and out of her mouth; I lay my head back and relax. I look over to see Kamran struggling with his bonds and grunting into his ball gag. I help pull Lajita’s hair out of the way so Kamran can watch Lajita work my cock with her mouth.
Katy and Kori on the other hand have some ideas of their own as I see them going through the bag Kori brought. I watch the girls’ fish out two small pearl vibrators and move over to Lajita’s rear, slipping her panties off I hear the vibrators kick on. Lajita starts moaning on my cock as the Katy and Kori use the vibrators on her, I watch Lajita whip a hand back grabbing Katy’s wrist and moving it.
“Up there and you better have something bigger in there for later,” Lajita says putting my cock back in her mouth.
“Katy I think she’s done with giving Guy oral,” Kori says moving away from Lajita’s ass.
I watch Korinna head back to the bag when she stops and looks over at Kamran then starts laughing. We all stop and look from Kori to Kamran when Katy starts laughing too.
“Oh fuck he’s got a hard on, you can see it there in his mountain of pubic hair,” Katy blurts out laughing.
We all start chuckling except Lajita who gets my attention by moving her mouth faster on my cock. I lay back and let her work enjoying the sensation of Lajita’s mouth working even faster now. Suddenly she stops and starts moaning loudly letting my cock fall from her mouth as a small orgasm hits her. I watch Katy move away from Lajita as the orgasm ends, I watch Lajita get up and stand in front of Kamren.
“Look at me,” Lajita says moving his Kamren’s face to look at her,” He is going make me cum again and you’re going to watch me let him cum inside me you asshole.”
I can see Kamren still trying to struggle but he’s fixed on Lajita as she moves back over to the mattress and me. Lajita straddles my hips for a second when I see Kori stop her and stand her back up and motion me up. As soon as I’m standing I see what Kori was getting out of the bag, a six inch black strap on fixed to her hips. I watch Kori lay down on her back pulling Lajita on top of her, it takes them a second but I watch as six inches of strap on disappear into Lajita’s pussy. I watch Lajita’s pussy bounce up and down on making that squeaking noise she made our first night together, Katy gets on her knees in front of me and starts taking my whole cock in her mouth covering it in her spit. I move behind Lajita and push her hips down on to the strap on. I take my cock line it up with Lajita’s asshole; it takes a second but after a little pressure I slide balls deep inside her ass.
I don’t know who’s face had more shock to it, Lajita’s or Kamren’s. Lajita moves her hips a little but stops and tries adjusting with the two of us inside her. I hear her grunt but not in the ‘having a good time’ way.
“Please fuck me, I can’t move so you two need to fuck me,” Lajita whispers to Kori and I.
I use my hands to hold Lajita’s hips in place as start sliding my cock in and out of her asshole; quickly I feel something moving with me inside Lajita. I pull back and notice Kori is thrusting in and out of Lajita’s pussy fast. I decided to take a cue from my good girlfriend and move onto one knee propping my other leg up and taking a handful of Lajita’s hair in one hand and the other on her hip start pounding my cock into her ass.
Lajita isn’t squeaking anymore now she’s just moaning with her head back. I see Katy watching us as Kori and I make Lajita into a puddle of orgasm. I hear a new moaning and shift my gaze down to see Kori starting to have and orgasm of her own. I don’t know what is going on with that strap on but with the two of them moaning and the noise of our bodies slapping together I can feel my own orgasm coming on. Lajita turns her head back to me then looks straight at Kamren as she gets quiet then I hear liquid slopping around then get a moan from Kori as she lunges up and latches onto Lajita’s nipple while cumming herself. I watch them a little then get that tingle in the base of my cock, I let go of Lajita’s hair and grab her shoulder pushing her down onto the strap on while slamming my cock in her ass as the first shot of semen fills her colon. We all lock up and I feel the rush of my orgasm as Lajita clamps down on my cock finishing her own orgasm.
We sit in silence till I back out of Lajita’s asshole, I take deep breaths and watch her get up and go over to Kamren. I watch her take his head and whisper something in her language before walking away. The rest of us start to clean up and get dressed, packing up the bag and cleaning up my cock and Kori’s hips, apparently Lajita came so hard she squirted on her.
While the girls finish everything I wave them out of the room and as soon as they’re gone grab a piece of glass from a broken window. I walk over to Kamren and pull up a chair in front of him and sit down.
“Wow, you know man you aren’t looking so good,” I tell him looking at the glass in my hand,” you feeling alright?”
He shakes his head weakly and I can see he’s been crying, I must have missed that. I reach over with my free hand and undo the ball gag letting it fall from his mouth. He sits there looking at the floor and I can’t figure out what else.
“Hey Special K, are you there,” I ask him again.
“Why did you do this,” he asks me back weakly.
“I didn’t know you had a thing for Lajita when it happened, and it was nice when we had sex the first time,” I start to explain,” But you couldn’t just come to me like a guy and say something, you couldn’t talk to me like a man. So you find Derek and decide to hunt me down and ambush me. I’m really having a hard time understanding that.”
“She was mine, you took her without my permission and you defiled her,” Kamren tells me starting to get angry.
“No she belongs to herself, maybe she would have liked you if you weren’t such an piece of curry based shit but that’s what happens when people rely on old ways,” I tell him pulling my bandage back from my stitches,” You think this scar is four or five inches long?”
“I don’t know what you’re AAAGGGGHHHHHHHH,” Kamren gets out as I lunge forward with the glass taking the edge and dragging it across the side of his head leaving a gash about five inches long.
“Now we match pal, don’t worry a couple stitches and you’ll be fine,” I say taking the glass and cutting him one hand free,” Lajita is done with you now, I hope you understand that. Now here’s my word on this, you got jumped, you can walk your ass to the road from here and get some help.”
I watch him pull his hand free and grab the side of his head where I cut him. I walk around him and place my hands on his shoulders.
“Now just remember this, I’m not going to see you again and you’re going to leave Lajita alone otherwise this will seem like a day out with your family,” I tell him.
I watch him nod, then start to walk away and remember one last thing. I storm in front of Kamren and taking the bottom of my boot smash him in the nose. Kamren hits the floor on his back and holds his nose and face, I can see blood coming out between his fingers.
“Hey, we’re even man. Use this and you might get out of here in time for dinner,” I say to him wiping off the piece of glass and dropping it next to him.
I exit the building and see the girls talking with Johnny. They all look at me kinda freaked out as I walk up.
“Anything we need to know about Guy,” Kori asks me.
“Oh nothing, just an eye for an eye,” I tell her smiling,” I am hungry, let’s go get dinner.”
I take my phone out and text Mom asking if we can have company over, Lajita declines and asks if Kori can drop her off at home first. We get her back home and I walk her up, she gives me a hug and smiles heading inside.
I get back to the van and we get about five minutes down the road when Kori stops the van and both girls look at me.
“Okay, we need to know if you’re going to go get jail time for what you did after we left,” Katy asks.
“No, I just gave him a cut and a broken nose like he gave me, aside from that he’s kinda feeling like he can’t please the woman of his dreams and now he’s gonna leave her alone,” I tell them both from the back seat.
“How much more are you planning to do to them all,” Kori asks me.
“Just Derek left, after him I don’t need to do anymore,” I tell them both as Kori heads back down the road to my home.
Just one more, one more and I’m going to have fun with this.I had to do some rewrites due to the story not making sense in some parts after proofreading and a small case of blue screen on my computer. One more chapter for this installment. Comment at your leisure and please feel free to PM, they are preferred.

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a mother, her son, & some friends

Getting pregnant at fifteen wasn’t Ruth’s plan in high school or not even knowing the father too. She was a very shy girl and so when he friend invited her to her birthday pool party she didn’t know that night would change her life forever. That night some boy fucked her after she passed out and she never knew who it was. Her parents never blamed her for it but before Ruth could find out whom the boy was her parents shipped her away to her aunt’s house. There she had and raised her little boy Max and was a great mother to him. She didn’t have much but her aunt told her that she could stay there as long as she needed; so Ruth did just that.
Now Ruth is thirty and her little boy is becoming a young man. They live in the same town as her aunt just in their own two bedroom apartment. Ruth’s parents help out a lot since Ruth was their only child and her father would never have her living on the streets. Ruth got her GED and now works a good job at a bank. Life was going good for them till one night when Ruth walked pass her son’s room and saw something that would change her life forever.
Max wasn’t as shy as her mother and had a good amount of friends; he even had a lot of girls that seem to like him a lot. He would bring them over to the apartment all the time and Ruth being a very young mother didn’t mind it because she just wanted her son to have friends and enjoy his youth while he could.
It was a Friday night and Ruth aloud her son to have some of his friends spend the night. So as average kids they were up all night playing video games and eating pizza. It was around two in the morning when Ruth got up to use the bathroom that was at the end of the hall pass her son’s room. She headed there and as she passed Max’s room she saw the two girls Jess and Becky on his bed but she didn’t see Max or Dave but heard the TV on. They didn’t notice her walking by and Ruth was almost at the bathroom door when she heard her son’s friend say “truth of dare Jess”. This stopped Ruth in her tracks and she needed to know what was going on. Ruth was not an old woman and knew very well how a game like this would play out with teenagers with racing hormones.
Ruth stood by the door in the shadows and could see in her son’s room and see them all. Max and Dave sat on the floor and the two girls on his bed. Jess took a moment to answer by after looking at Becky told Dave dare. Ruth watched as a big smile came across his face and with a little dirtiness to it told Jess to make-out with Becky for a full minute. Jess said a full minute and Max told her yes sixty seconds answering for his friend. Jess reached her hands up to Becky’s and with waiting for her to be ready. Pressed her lips on Becky’s and started to kiss her. Ruth watched as Jess gave Becky and very wet and hot kiss using her tongue to enter Becky’s mouth. Ruth thought how Jess had to know what she was doing and didn’t care if it was another girl she was kissing.
Watching this Ruth felt her pussy moisten as the two girls made-out on her son’s bed. After the minute was up Max said time and told Jess it was her turn to go. Jess looked at the three other people in the room and turned to Becky and started to ask her but changed her mind and asked Max “truth of dare”. Max didn’t take more then a second to fire back dare and wait for what he was going to have to do. Jess giggled when Max said dare and told him that he had to take out Dave’s cock and put it in his mouth for half a minute but if Dave got hard he would need to suck it for three.
This hit Ruth like a ton of bricks; she needed to go in there and stop this game at once. She was about to enter the room when something inside her stopped her. She didn’t know what it was but something in her wanted to know what her son would do. Max looked over at Dave and told him lets get this over with and told Dave to stand. Once Dave was up Max undid his friend’s shorts and pulled them down with his boxers. There Ruth could see his soft cock and a little patch of black public hair and thought how it was a good size even soft; Max scooped up his cock and put it in his mouth. Jess looked down at her watch to keep time as Max held his head there with the cock in his mouth.
After Ruth had Max she never really had time for other guys so her sex life wasn’t what she wanted it to be. For the most part she would look at porn and masturbate at night after she put Max down. For being a very shy girl growing up she found that she got turned on by a lot of stuff. She would masturbate to straight, gay, lesbian or even shemales; she found that she was into a lot of fetishes and even though she didn’t have time of someone. That didn’t stop her from wanting to try out some of the things she saw on line.
So standing in the dark watching her son put a cock in his mouth made her pussy tingle with pleasure. She lowered her hand to her wet pussy and started to rub her clit. Before time was up Max started to gag and pulled his mouth off Dave’s cock to find that Dave was sporting a seven inch rock hard cock covered in Max’s saliva; Jess and Becky giggled and told him to suck it. Max punched Dave lightly in the thigh telling him take he couldn’t hold it a little more. Dave said “sorry dude I tried” as Max started to give him the blow job. Ruth stood and watched her own son suck on this cock bobbing back and fourth as he took the cock into his mouth. Ruth was getting very horny watching this and soon had two of her fingers up in her pussy.
The two girls counted down the last ten seconds and Max pulled from the cock leaving more of his saliva on it. Without even wiping out his mouth Max turned to Becky and asked “truth of dare”. Becky gave him an evil smile and told him to do his worst as she was going dare. Max looked square in her eyes and told her that she had to strip totally naked and eat pussy. Becky laughed and started to say “that’s it” but Max cut her off and told her not Jess’s pussy his mother’s.
Ruth’s heart stop and she started to panic; not for the fact that her son dared one of his friends to eat her pussy, but for that she was still standing in the hallway outside his room playing with her pussy. Ruth quickly and quietly rushed back to her room. Once inside she removed her bathrobe to her naked body and used it to wipe her juices from her pussy and hand. She then jumped into her bed and under the covers and tried to remain still, but with her heart racing she knew that they would know that she had been awake.
Moments later Ruth heard her bedroom door open and in the light of the moon watched a petite naked girl creep into her room. The moon only casted light over the door so Becky couldn’t see that Ruth was watching her enter the room, but Ruth did watch and could see three other faces stacked one on top of the other in the doorway to her room. Ruth looked at Becky amazing body in the light; her perky little tits her smooth white skin and her little strip of hair above her pussy. Ruth lay still as Becky lifted the covers at the bottom of the bed and slowly moved them to the side. There Becky could barely see anything but little got in the bed and moved into place over Ruth’s pussy. She stuck out her tongue and started to like the pussy; Ruth tried her hardness to not move with the girl’s tongue like her clit and pussy. Becky started real softly flicking Ruth’s rather large clit and big lips. Ruth always kept her self clean all the way back to her asshole because with her big lips that would open up when she got horny. She always enjoyed looking at herself in the mirror and at how sexy her pussy looked.
Ruth let out some soft moans and the three other kids by the door jump as to run back to Max’s room if she woke. Ruth acted if she was in a dream and softly moved her legs around and pulled at the covers as Becky got into it and licked deep inside her soaked pussy. After a couple more minutes Ruth lost control and grabbed onto Becky’s head and pushed her deep into her pussy. She started to move her hips and drive her clit into Becky’s mouth and ride her face. The others saw this and didn’t know what to do and they watched Max’s mother continue to get off by Becky. Becky didn’t stop for one bit and soon was swallowing a massive load of pussy juice as Ruth had one of the biggest climaxes of her life.
Once Ruth came back down from her climax she hit the light by her bed and saw Becky between her legs with a face covered in cum. The others took off running to the other room leaving Becky there to answer to Ruth. Becky started to tell Ruth what was going on when she stopped her and got up and headed to Max’s room. When she got there she walked in still naked and asked Max what was going on and why was there a naked girl in her room that just got done eating her pussy. Max told her that they were sorry and they were playing truth or dare. Ruth walked over to her son sat down on the floor and grabbed a pillow from his bed and place it in her lap. She said since she was up that she would join in on the fun.
Becky enter in the room very shyly but Ruth told her that she had nothing to be scared about and that she gave her the best orgasm of her life. The kids were a little shock by all this but that didn’t stop Max by telling Becky that it was her turn to go. Becky looked around and asked Ruth “truth of dare”; Ruth not wanting to get to crazy right off the bat replied with truth and Becky asked her what was the biggest cock she has had. Ruth thought about it for a moment and told her that she hasn’t been with a lot of men being a single parent but she would have to say about six inches. Jess chimed in with that she needed to try a real big one to get the fullest of being fucked. The girls giggled and Ruth looked at the group and said I have a dare for all of you “I dare all of you to strip and stay that way for the rest of the game”.
They looked at her like she was nuts and Max even asked if he was to strip too. Ruth turned to him and said that she was naked here and it was you who dared Becky to lick my pussy. Max was thrown by this by he now knew his mother was out side the room as he told Becky the dare. Max asked what else she heard and Ruth poked him in the side with her elbow as she said “oh, nothing more then a dick in ones mouth”. Max turned red now as his mother made her comment about him sucking a cock. Max started to say something, but his mom cut him off and said he was dare and rules are rules. The three kids got up and stripped from their cloths and stood in the room naked for Ruth to see.
Already seeing Becky’s petite little body Ruth looked at the others and Jess was the complete opposite of Becky; she had a full rack about a “C” cup and a round ass that looked very juicy. With her strawberry red hair she had a thick bush of matching public hair over her mound. Her shin was pale and she had freckles all over the place unlike Becky that even with her pale skin it had a milkiness to it and she had very short blonde hair. Dave had a very athletic body from playing sports in sport and just a little chest hair was forming. His cock was rock hard and now Ruth got a real good look at it and saw I thick vain running down the middle of it with smaller ones running across it. Last was her son and for the first time since he was a little boy did Ruth get a look at his body. Max didn’t have one hair on his body besides his spiky brown hair. His balls were hairless and hung down low and his cock was huge like something out of a porno. Both girls and Ruth just stared at the shear size of it hanging down between his legs. Even Dave was speechless looking at Max’s dick was it hung there.
Jess was the first to speak and say that if she was living in this house she didn’t care if Max was her son she would get some of that. This made Ruth giggle a little because even though she was now sitting in her son’s room with his friends and everyone was naked she never thought about her son in a sexual way before. Now Ruth was in a different state of mind because she couldn’t think about the game anymore or for the fact that what she was about to do was going to be with her own son. All Ruth knew was that she needed that cock and she was going to get it.
Ruth reached up to the cock and grabbed it with her hand it was still soft but it felt so huge in her hand. The others watched as Ruth stroked her son’s cock to hardness and all of them saw for the first time just how big it was. Max was now sporting a nine and a half inch cock that was the thickness of a cucumber. Max didn’t stop his mother in any way he just place a hand on the back of her head and pulled it in to his cock. Ruth opened her mouth and sucked in the massive cock as best as she could. Ruth started to bob back and fourth on her son’s cock as the other watch the screen in front of them. Ruth reached back and grabbed the hand of one of the girls and pulled her down next to her. Ruth removed her mouth from around her son’s cock and guided it into Becky’s mouth. She then reached around her and started to stroke Dave’s cock as she told Jess to join in on the fun.
Within minutes there was Ruth, her son and his three friends kissing and sucking and licking each other. Soon Ruth found her self on her back as her son lined his huge cock up to her pussy. He asked if she was ready for the fucking of her life and as Ruth pulled her son into her she replied with “Fuck you mother Max”. Max pushed his cock into his mother and found that she was extremely tight and that he was going to push hard it get it in. Jess climbed onto Ruth in a sixty-nine position and as Ruth begun to lick her pussy Jess pulled out Max’s cock to get it more wet with her mouth.
Max fucked Jess’s mouth hard till she was gagging and saliva was covering his cock. He pulled from her and rammed it into his mother’s pussy. Ruth was screaming with pleasure into Jess’s pussy as her son fucked her as hard as he could. Ruth managed to find Dave and pull him next to her and got him to stand behind Jess. Becky and Jess was taking turns sucking on Max’s cock when he would pull out of his mother. Jess didn’t know it but as Ruth was licking the young girl’s pussy she got a hold of Dave’s cock and lined it up with her asshole. Dave took the clue and pushed it into her tight ass just as she was taking Max’s cock into her mouth causing her to go forward and swallow his cock all the way. Jess gagged on the cock but there was no break to rest as Dave picked up a fast pace and fucked Jess’s ass as hard as he could. With Ruth under her and Dave in her ass Jess was in tears with a mixture of pleasure and pain.
It wasn’t long before Jess was cumming all over Ruth’s face and soon her body went limp. Jess couldn’t take anymore and Ruth told Becky to jump up to take Dave’s cock. As soon as Becky on was top Dave had his cock up her ass too as Max was going between his mother’s pussy, her ass and Becky’s mouth. Ruth was on her third climax of the night and with all the fucking her son was giving her she knew that number four wasn’t too far off. Becky took the ass fucking a little better then Jess but she was still tight.
Dave was fucking her as hard as he could and between his moans and groans say he was cumming. He unloaded a big load of cum into Becky’s ass and soon it was flowing out down her pussy and into Ruth’s mouth. Ruth sucked up as much of the cum as she could. Becky collapsed onto Ruth and soon Max was cumming into his mother’s ass too. As he was cumming Ruth climax for the fourth time and with her milking her son’s cock in her ass he filled her up fast. Max pulled from his mother and shot a good amount of cum onto Becky’s face as she laid there.
After Max was done he took a sit next to the dress and looked at the others. Becky was still on top of his mother with Dave kneeing by her head feeding the last of his cum to her and Jess passed out on the bed. Dave got up and with using Jess’s body as a pillow covered them both with a blanket and fell asleep. Max helped Becky from his mother and Ruth told them both to join her in her bed since she had more room in it.
As they walked to her room Ruth could feel the last bit of cum running down her legs and turned to kiss her son and tell him that she loved him. Max told her that he loved her too. So with Ruth scooping Becky and Max scooping his mother the three of them fell asleep in her bed.

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Spying on Mom and Brother

Spying on my Mom and Brother
This story is based on some true events
Names changed and all.
I was 14 when it all started. I’m Jan. I had a growing figure and my tits were now full and perky. I was happy with my body, and boys liked it too. (…and…well let’s just say some girls did too.)
I had let my reddish brown hair grow long. It went to my waist. Boys liked to play with it and I got attention from it.
My brother Chuck was 16, and love to try to feel me up, once and while….well…..let’s just say sometimes…. (I would let him!)
He had the bedroom next to mine. I would hear him sometimes when he had his girlfriends over, and mom or dad was not home. The sounds made me wet.
I discovered if I opened my sliding closet door quietly, I could hear real good. That’s when I discovered the secret panel. I saw a trickle of light around it.
Someone had put in a pass thru sliding panel in that closet. I came home from school one day and no one was home. I went to my closet and slid open the panel. It opened into my brothers bedroom.
It was narrow but just enough for a person to pass thru. I looked and you could see my brothers bed perfect. I thought, wow, and all the things I could see now.
I stepped thru and I was in my brothers bedroom. The pass way was at one end of a bookshelf and my brother only kept some shoes on the floor there. No wonder I could hear so well. The panel was very thin. I went back into my room and closed the panel, which was silent when it slid closed. I checked when I had it open just a crack.
I could see just about everything in his room. I got excited just thinking about all the things I might see. My brother making out with his girlfriend, watching him jack off or anything else that went on in there. Oh my god…his computer!
I bet there was porn on it and who knows what else. He kept his door locked when he wasn’t home. I had about an hour until mom or him would be home. I stepped thru the panel again and carefully looked around. I looked for hidden places to see what I could find. That’s when I found a folder hidden behind the book shelf.
I opened it up and there were all pictures of my mom…naked. Some had been cummed on. I realized mom had to have let him take those pictures! Her face was blocked out, but I know my mom, and it was her. The clothes and a little scar on her shoulder verified that.
I was shocked and quickly put the folder back into hiding, exactly where it was. I returned to my room and closed the panel. Wow, dad would go crazy if he knew this was going on.
Dad worked in the field and was gone on location for weeks at a time. He was like never home. Mom must have gotten lonely and started something with my brother is guess. All this was a new turn on for me I got excited about what my mom and brother were doing. Were they touching each other? Were they fucking!….oh my god…my pussy was getting wet thinking about all this. Now that I could see in his room, I wonder what I might get to see going on between mom and Chuck.
I wanted to masturbate right now, as the thoughts were making me so hot. Where was my boyfriend Sean when I need him! I had just put my hands in my panties to feel me when I heard mom come in the front door down stairs.
I quick rubbed my clit fast and got a little orgasm, to hold me over till tonight. I loved to masturbate, and with my girlfriend Tara, too. We loved to masturbate each other during sleepovers, but Sean’s fingers were the hottest. Oh my god! Tara, I had to tell her about my find! Sleepovers may be getting real hot now if Chuck is doing something in his bedroom!
I called her and filled her in. (“he jacked off on pictures of your mom!”) she said. She said that news made her so hot too, she wanted to sleepover that night. I set it up with mom, who didn’t care at all.
I looked at my mom differently now. Such a beautiful woman, I couldn’t blame her for wanting attention from a male. She was use to that starting as a little girl. I was just dying to know how far her and Chuck had taken their attraction to each other. I knew about the pictures for sure, but what else? Seeing the cum on her pictures told me Chuck wanted to have sex with her, but had he? I decided to just ‘observe’ things. Tara came over and I showed her everything, as Chuck was gone to a game. That night we masturbated each other and she ask me again if she could lick my pussy.
I always turned her down, but we were both so turned on I just whispered: (“ oh…. go ahead”) I liked the way Sean did it to me, but Tara was different, and she knew just how to do it. It was hot and exciting as I felt her tongue on my clit. This was all very secret and we agreed never to tell anyone. We both had very hot climaxes and I kinda wanted to …well…to return the favor?….maybe next time. We planned if anything hot happened in Chucks room we would finger each other later. I thought…(maybe then I would …lick her clit…just a little.)
I started to notice little things I just never paid attention to before. Chuck sliding his arm against mom’s ass as he walked by her. She would slightly smile. Smells of my mom’s perfume in Chuck’s room. Late night little noises coming from mom’s bedroom. Was Chuck in his room?…or hers….now I would know!
I waited for something to happen in Chuck’s room…..nothing. Night after night, nothing. I think they were using mom’s bedroom to do whatever. Finally I heard noises one night. I quietly opened my door a crack. They were coming from mom’s bedroom, and dad was out of town again. Now was my chance to see of Chuck was in his bed. I slid the panel back so careful and slow. No Chuck in his bed. I closed the panel and went back to my door. I could hear moaning just slightly. Oh my god, they were fucking!…
I was spending the night a Tara’s house that night. She called me late and said she couldn’t, so I just played on the internet and went to bed early. I never told mom the sleepover was canceled, as her and Chuck had gone somewhere. I awoke to sounds from Chuck’s room. I listened for a while and then went to take a look thru the panel. I quietly slid it back and looked thru the crack. Oh my god! There stood mom and Chuck kissing! He was naked and mom had on a long robe. My pussy started almost dripping right then. I watched them feel each other up and Chuck removed her robe. My heart was banging away, I was afraid they might hear it. Chuck felt my mom’s tits as she moaned and felt his big dick. My finger found it’s way to my clit with out me even thinking about it. My legs were jittery.
Chuck reached over and flipped off the light. SHIT!…I couldn’t see a thing. I waited and listened to them moan and breathe hard. I heard mom saying: (“oh baby…yes…you make mommy feel so good…make mommy happy…”) Then I heard the distinct sounds of them fucking big time. My finger was wet and rubbing my clit fast. I was about to cum with them. Then they stopped. I heard movement and then Chuck turned on a little night light. Yeaaa!…I said to my self. Now I could see some things.
Mom was on her back and Chuck was lifting her legs up. He began to lick her pussy. I was disparate for air as my pussy tingled bad. My brother was licking my mom’s pussy. I felt faint almost. Watching them and hearing them was making me so very light headed. I steadied my self and kept watching as my fingers were working my pussy real good. I sure couldn’t moan, and I was hotter that I could ever remember. I watched as he climbed on mom and put his dick in her. I orgasmed right then….oh god!… and my knees went weak. I could only moan in my head.
God this is sexy to watch! I kept rubbing my pussy for more. Tara is gonna die when I tell her! I decided not to ever tell Sean about this, if it ever got out I’d just die. Chuck began to slowly fuck mom and I watched her legs wrap around him. I was gasping for air.
I watched my brother slowly fuck my mom and mom began to moan and kept calling him ‘oh baby’. My brother seemed to know just how she liked it and he kept pushing his dick in her deep. She talked to him quietly…”oh baby yes…deep for mom…that’s it deep, deep…I want to feel your hot cum fill me…oh yes!…make mommy cum good”…
She started to get louder and fucking her hips with him as they speeded up and started breathing heavy together… My brother started moaning in pulses. Saying: “oh …oh…oh,.. Oh…mom…it’s …it’s…cuming…oh god yes. She knew he was about to cum and grabbed him and shook hard as he gave out with a long moan and drove his dick in her as deep as he could. They both moaned together at he shot her pussy full of his cum, over and over. I could see his cum overflowing between her legs as she shook and squirmed.
They both gasp for breath and they moaned together and jumped at the spasms jolting them. I had climaxed big as my body was cuming with them during this. My wet fingers were trembling in my pussy. I sunk to my knees as my body went weak. I felt exhausted as I stumbled back into my room. I laid down panting for air.
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I saw Tara the next day at school. She saw my smile and knew something had happened. I tried to tell her, but I couldn’t explain it, there were no words to describe it. She knew it was big, and made plans to do sleepovers until she could watch it too.
We figured Monday night they would do it again, dad out of town again, we’d do a fake sleepover with me supposedly gone. I talked to her on my cell phone in my room, and it was all set.
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*Chuck listened at the panel to all their plans. They never once thought that he could hear and watch them too. He set a trap for the two little spy’s. He needed to get them together and make sure they never talked about what Jan saw. His digital camera held the leverage he needed when two little girls decided to lick each others pussy’s.
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Sunday night Tara slept over at my house. We were both excited at what was going to happen tomorrow night. When we went to bed we talked and I tried to describe to her what all I saw. We got ourselves all hot and decided to masturbate each other. Instead of side by side, Tara went to 69 and did it that way. She knew since I let her lick me once, she’d just do it again.
I didn’t resist, in fact I had the desire to lick her for the first time. We were both so hot she went for my clit with her tongue. I squirmed and moaned quietly. I looked at her pussy. I wanted to lick it, so I just did. She went wild and so did I. We had to be quiet, and it was very hard as we moaned in our muffled mouths. I loved it, making her feel as good as I did licking her little clit. We licked till we both had big orgasms and panted how great that was.
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Chuck’s camera made no noise, no flash as he clicked away thru the little panel opening. He quietly closed the panel and downloaded the pictures on his computer. He found the one that showed both their faces all wet with pussy juice and tongues licking away. He printed out one picture quietly.
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Tara and I played late that night, with new things to try. I told her that watching Chuck and mom was the hottest thing I ever masturbated to. She wanted us to masturbate each other when we watch them. I loved that idea and agreed.
Monday
I couldn’t concentrate in school my mind was on tonight. I was wet all day it seemed like. I saw Tara and she too was turned on about tonight. She always had the hots for Chuck, she liked the sports type. That evening we acted normal as we got ready for me to do a sleep over at Tara’s house.
Mom was happy too as her and Chuck would be alone in the house. Tara and I waited until mom went somewhere and I left her a note saying ‘see ya tomorrow’. Tara and I closed my door and left the light off, and started our quiet evening of waiting. I heard some talking in mom’s bedroom, and giggling. I hope they don’t fuck in there, we won’t get to see a thing. It was quiet a while and then we hear some moaning from Chuck’s room. Oh god, it was happening! Tara and I got naked and rubbed our pussy a little anticipating the up and coming fucking between Chuck and mom. We got in position, fingers in each others pussy’s. I quietly inched open the panel.
Chuck was just waiting for me….Chuck’s fingers slid in and opened the panel wide open!
We screeched as he grabbed both of us and pulled us into his room. We gasp for breath as I could barely speak…”What are you doing Chuck!” He had a big smile and said: “Catching two little spies!…now sit down on the bed!”….Tara and did quickly, we were both naked!. and we tried to cover our over our tits and pussy’s. Our hearts were throbbing with them beating so fast. We were caught and caught good.
Now what was he going to do to us!
“You two little shits have been spying on me! Now your NOT going to ever say anything about what you saw!” We nodded big and said ’oh no, never, never’…we were so scared, we both almost peed. He reached in his desk, and pulled out a picture and held it face down.
“To make damn sure you keep your little mouth’s shut, I have a picture you wouldn’t want shown all over school, or shown to MOM and DAD!” We wondered WTF he could be talking about. He smiled big at us and lifted up the picture.
Tara yelped! I yelled something in shock. There it was, Tara and I in the middle of licking each others pussy’s. Our mouth’s remained open as we looked. We both started to beg at the same time…’oh god Chuck, don’t ever let anyone see that!…our parents would…oh shit…PLEASE let us have that and we’ll never ever ever spy on you again. I turned on the tears and Tara joined me. We’re (sniff) sorry Chuck, we were just having some fun…we didn’t mean to make you mad at us….
Chuck just sat there smiling, letting us beg and suffer. When he figured we had suffered enough he held up the picture and started tearing it in half. Then quarters, then ripped it up into little pieces. He put the pieces in his ashtray and lit them as we watch them burn up. We gave out a big sigh, and I said: “Oh god Chuck, we can’t thank you enough, we’ll never peek thru that panel ever again.” He said:
“I don’t trust you guys. I could nail it shut, but I have a better idea. I have a bunch of pictures of you guys on disk, hidden away from here. They will stay hidden as long at you girls…ahh…’cooperate‘ shall we say?” We said: “Oh yes, we’ll do what ever you say.” Now he had an evil smile on his face, and looked at us all naked. He said: “Here’s the deal. I’ll let you watch mom and I do our thing, but I want to watch you guys play lick my pussy and just one more thing. When I want one or both of you to come and …’keep me company’ , you’ll do it. Get it?” Tara smiled at me and we agreed.
Tara already had the hots for Chuck, and Chuck I knew he had the hots for me, so it looked like a win/win deal. He said:” Mom is next door and she will be coming in this room later. You guys can watch all you want, but not a sound…Ok?” We happily nodded yes! “I’ll fix the panel so you see better by putting some see thru stuff in front of it. Now rub your pussy’s for me and then get out.” We stood up and rubbed away and he watched us. This was a kind of turn on and Tara like showing off for him.
She wiggled her butt and pushed her tits up. I couldn’t let her get all the attention and I pushed my pussy out and rubbed it all sexy like. Chuck smiled and said to get back to my room. We dashed thru the panel door as he began to hide the panel, when it was open more. Tara and I laid on my bed holding our hearts in relief.
I finally got up and closed my closet door so we could have total privacy. We turned out the lights and returned to thinking about Chuck and mom getting it on. Mom thought I was sleeping over at Tara’s and so we whispered and kept quiet. Later we heard mom come in the door downstairs and start up the stairs. We listened as she entered Chucks room. We heard little moans.
(see part II)

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Dares and Discoveries

I wrote this story for my own entertainment, but due to my girlfriend’s positive response to it, I’ve decided to post it here. Though it isn’t specified in the story itself, all characters are either eighteen, nineteen, or twenty years old. There are many scenes containing both gay and lesbian sex, so if this doesn’t interest you, I would warn you not to proceed. However, if you do continue, I hope that you enjoy.