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Hayley Strikes Back

As the scroll bar on the right shows, this is a long story. So if you don’t like long stories, please don’t read it and leave a comment saying it’s to long It is all about sex and relationships, but does take some time for the physical side. If that’s what you want scroll down about a third and find the section called “THE BUSINESS TRIP”.

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A Day at the Lake

My next door neighbors and I are good friends. He is about 20 years older than me, is married, and has a son, Jason, and daughter, Christina, both around my age, from his first marriage. His wife has two daughters from her first marriage. Their names are April and Jane. Jane is going into middle school and April just graduated high school. April is about 5’8” tall and has developed nicely over the past three years that I have known her. She sports about a 34-C bra and is in great shape. She was a cheerleader at her high school. She is always darkly tanned and has dark brown hair. I often see her and her friends tanning in their back yard. A few weeks ago James asked me if I wanted to go to the lake with them and hang out on their boat. I told them that I would, and he said to meet them out front at 8 am that Friday.
I woke up early that day, around 6 or so. I let the dogs out, did a couple of chores, went and got my bathing suit on and met James and his family out front of our houses. “Hey James, thanks for inviting me.”
“No problem, Ryan. With your wife out of town, you need someone to hang out with right? Plus, we can get some sun and drink a few beers. Jason can’t go because he finally got a job, but the rest of us will be there.”
“OK, that’s fine,” I smiled, and climbed into his truck. I was sitting in the front with him, while Christina sat in the back. James’ wife drove their other car with April and Jane, towing the jet-ski. We got to the lake and I helped James get the boat ready while everyone else walked down to the dock. As James backed the boat down the ramp, I unhooked it from the trailer and held it to the dock as everyone else got in. We sat in the boat, talking about random stuff and congratulating Ashley on her graduation. James got to the boat and we drove across the lake to the beach where we usually set up our stuff.
We unloaded the stuff out of the boat and set it up. James started the charcoal on the grill, Christina and I set up the canopy and the rest of the girls took care of everything else. Once we were done setting up, James asked who wanted to ride on the tubes first. Jane yelled saying that she wanted to and that she wanted Christina to be on the other one. James and his wife got into the boat hooked the tubes up and they were off with Jane and Christina yelling and screaming behind them. Ashley and I were sitting on out towels on the beach just soaking up the sun.
“So, congrats again on your graduation. What are your plans now?” I asked April.
“I don’t know. I kind of want to be a nurse. I might go to college for that, I don’t want to leave home though. I like my family and I think it would be hard to go far away for school.”
“Yeah, I don’t know if your mom would want you too far away either. Actually, don’t tell her I told you this, but she said that she wants you to at least stay in state if not in town for school.”
“She told you that?” April asked me.
“Yeah, she said that a while ago at one of our bar-b-ques. You know how moms are.”
April smiled and in a sarcastic voice said, “Yeah, they don’t want their babies to grow up. I know.” We sat for a little while longer, and then April stood up and said, “I wonder where they are? They should have been back by now. I’ll try calling them.” She got her phone and called them. April came over to me and said, “They forgot to fill the boat up with gas. They had to put it back on the trailer and go to the gas station. They won’t be back for about an hour. Oh well, you wanna go for a swim? I’m hot.”
‘Yeah you are’ I thought to myself. “Sure, that’ll cool us off a little.” I stood up and took my shirt and sandals off. I could see out of the corner of my eye that April was staring at me. I turned to her and asked, “Are you gonna swim in your shorts and shirt?”
“Oh, no, sorry, I was just thinking about something.” She bent down and slid her shorts off revealing her bikini bottom that barely covered half of her ass. She stood back up and peeled her shirt off. She had a very tight fitting black string bikini with white tie-strings. Her tanned body glowed in the sunshine. She tossed her shirt on her towel with her shorts and we both walked into the water.
We splashed around a while. April went under the water and came up with her face looking up, brushing her hair back with her hands. I swam out a ways turned around and came back in. When I got to where I could stand, April came up behind me, jumped on my back and pulled me under the water with her. I reached around behind my head, trying to grab her shoulders and pull us both out of the water. My hand went to the back of her neck and while I grabbed her neck to pull us both up, I accidentally grabbed the tie string of her bikini. As we came out of the water, I let go quickly, but April must not have noticed it right away. We stood up, I turned around and she was standing there, breasts fully exposed to me. I quickly turned away, she grabbed her top and pulled it back on, saying, “Oops, sorry about that.”
“No, I think I did that on accident. I’m the one who should apologize.” I could feel my face turning red from the embarrassment but I could also feel the blood flowing into my cock from the sight of her great tits. “I really didn’t mean to do that April.”
“It’s OK Ryan. We were playing around. That stuff happens.” She sounded pretty mature saying that. We walked out of the water and went and sat on our towels. I made sure April went first so she didn’t see my partially erect penis sticking out
and so I could watch her wet ass walking up the beach. With all the moving and jumping we did, her bikini bottoms had ridden up a little, almost creating a thong look. April got to her towel and sat down. She still had one hand on the back of her neck to hold her bikini on. I was almost to my towel when she said, “Hey Ryan, before you sit down, would you mind tying this for me. I mean, since you untied it anyway.” I could hear the sarcasm in her voice.
“Yeah, sure, I can do that, smart ass.” I walked over behind her, knelt down behind her, grabbed the strings and tied them.
“No, it’s gotta be a little tighter than that. Are you trying to make me fall out of this thing?”
I wanted to say yes, but I said, “OH, sorry, no I don’t know how tight you want it.”
She grabbed her breasts, and pushed them up and together a little. “Here, now pull the strings so they’re kinda tight.” I pulled up on the strings. “There, now tie it.” She let go of herself and said, “There, that’s a lot better. See? They don’t flop all over now.” She shook her chest back and forth a little to make sure.
“Sorry, I’ve never tied a bikini on before. Not really my thing you know?” I quickly sat down hoping that she didn’t see my semi-erect cock.
April turned toward me, and lay down on her stomach. She picked her head up, looked at me and asked, “Would you mind rubbing some sun screen on my back Ryan? I don’t want to burn.”
“Yeah, I can do that.” I grabbed the sun screen and squirted some into my hand. I started rubbing it on her back, holding the strings up with one hand and rubbing the sun screen into her back with the other.
“You know what? You can untie that so it doesn’t get in the way.”
“Its fine, I can work around it.”
“No, please untie it. I also don’t want to get any tan lines.” I grabbed the strings in each hand and slowly untied the knot, putting the loose ends on the ground next to her. I finished with her back when she asked, “My legs too? Would you mind?”
“Of course not, I don’t mind.” I said, thinking ‘actually I would love it.’ I rubbed sun screen into the skin on the back of her legs starting at her feet and moving up to the back of her thighs.
April reached her hands back to her bikini, pulled it even more into her ass, and asked, “Here too? Please?”
In a sarcastic tone of voice I said, “If I have to I guess I will.” I put more sun screen on my hands and began rubbing it into her ass.
I wasn’t thinking about anything besides rubbing her ass. I was staring at my hands as I made circles around her butt. She had a very firm and toned ass. I was so focused on her ass, April had to stop me and say, “I think it’s good now Ryan. I think you got it all rubbed in.”
“Sorry, my mind wandered off a little there.” I got up and moved back to my towel. I lay down on my towel on my stomach, pressing my now almost fully erect cock into the ground. April reached up to the back of her neck, untied her bikini and moved her hair out of the way. She was looking at me the whole time she was untying her top, ensuring I saw her and knew what she was doing. When she finished, she kept her eyes on me. “What?” I asked her.
“Oh nothing. Thanks for rubbing the sun screen on me.”
“No problem, you are welcome.” She laid her head back down as did I.
I laid there listening to the waves for what seemed like forever, I looked at my watch and it was only about ten minutes. I heard April say, “Ryan, do you think you can put some more sun screen on me?”
“Already, I think you should be ok. It’s only been ten minutes.” I replied, not opening my eyes.
“Yeah, but you didn’t get all of me.” I sat up and looked over at April. She was sitting up, facing me, and was completely topless. “You missed a couple spots. Specifically, here and here.” She pointed to her breasts.
I quickly turned my head, saying “April, don’t you think you should put your bikini back on? Your parents could be back any time.”
“They told me an hour which usually means longer than that. Now, please, come over here and put some sun screen on me. I told you that I didn’t want to get burned
or tan lines. This is the best way to not get tan lines, right?”
“Yeah, I guess you’re right.” I stood up, and walked over to her, trying not to stare at her beautiful chest. “Um, I guess, lay down.” April laid down and I grabbed the sun screen, put some onto my hands, and started rubbing it into her stomach.
“I already put it on there; I wanted you to put in on here.” She grabbed my hands and brought them up to her chest. She put my hands on either breast and started to move them in circular motions. “See? I need you to rub it in here.” She said as she released the grip she had on my hands. “Yeah, that’s the spot. Right there.” She started to moan softly.
“April, are you sure this is OK? I mean, I’m married.” I felt my hard on growing bigger so I moved a little to try and hide it.
“Ryan, if I didn’t want you to do this, I wouldn’t have asked. Besides, no one will ever know besides us.” Somehow that was reassuring, I don’t know why, but I felt better. I continued rubbing and massaging her breasts. “That feels good Ryan.” She closed her eyes and started to breathe a little heavier. “OK, I think it’s all rubbed in Ryan.”
“So, maybe I wanna keep rubbing your beautiful breasts. It seems like you are enjoying it and I know I am.” I started to pinch her nipples a little as they became erect.
April moved her hand up to my leg, and ran it up to my hard cock. “Well, I guess you are enjoying it. See? Aren’t you glad I asked you to rub the sun screen on me now?” She started to massage my cock through my swim shorts. It felt so good I started to close my eyes. Her other hand reached up to my shoulder and she slowly pulled me down to her. I opened my eyes as I got close to her; she was looking directly into my eyes and said, “Ryan, can I kiss you?” Without giving me a chance to respond, she pulled me closer and kissed me. Her lips were so soft and she tasted like strawberries from her lip gloss. She opened her eyes and stopped the kiss, “Wow, Ryan, you are a good kisser.”
“Thanks, but that was nothing.” I kissed her again, this time opening my mouth and sticking my tongue into hers. I slowly moved my tongue around inside her mouth playing with her tongue. I still had my hands on her breasts, massaging them and pinching her nipples. April started to moan more as she started to move her tongue around with mine.
She took her hand off of my hard-on, reached up and pulled the tie-string on my shorts. “Is this OK?” She asked sheepishly. I nodded as we kissed. She slid my shorts down, letting my hard cock ‘snap’ off of the waistband of my shorts. It stuck out facing her now. “Wow, Ryan, your wife is a very lucky lady. You have a nice big dick. Is that OK if I call it a dick?”
“Yeah, you can call it whatever you want April.”
She grabbed it again and started to stroke the length of it with her hand. Her eyes fixed on my cock, she said, “Wow. I just can’t believe the size of it. I mean, it’s a lot bigger than the boys’ I have been with from school.” I was wondering how many boys she had been with. She returned her lips to mine and with her free hand, she took one of my hands off of her chest and guided it down to her crotch. “Will you rub here too Ryan? I think I need some attention down here.”
I started to rub her mound right above her pussy. She let go of my hand, went to either side of her hips with her hand and untied the strings on her bikini bottoms. She pulled them off revealing her completely shaven young mound to me. She grabbed my hand again, moving it farther down, “Down here Ryan.” I ran my fingers up and down her slit which was partly moist. I felt her juices on my fingertips the more I rubbed it. April started to moan louder now, especially after I started alternating back and forth between flicking each nipple.
She dug her tongue into my mouth and stroked my cock faster. “April, that’s getting a little rough.” I was referring to my cock as she was stroking it faster.
“OK, so what? I don’t have anything to put on it for lube. But I can do this.” She stopped stroking me, leaned up on her elbow, and inserted my cock into her mouth. “Mmmmmm.” Her lips were stretched to the limit as she took my cock into her mouth. She pulled her head back, “Damn, that’s big. I imagined that you’d have a big cock, but not that big. It barely fits in my mouth.” She re-inserted my cock into her mouth, moaning as she slid her lips down my shaft. I moved my fingers up and started to rub her clit. She started to moan more now. She pulled my dick out of her mouth and said, “Ryan, will you, you know, will you have sex with me?”
“You mean you want me to fuck you? Uh, April, I
”
“Don’t worry,” she knew what I was going to say. “My parents aren’t going to be back for a while still and NO, your wife will never know.”
“I would love to do that. I have been thinking about doing you since I met you. I just never thought I would have the opportunity.”
“Really?” She asked excitedly. “I have been thinking that too. Can I tell you another secret?”
“What’s that?”
“I have masturbated many times thinking about you fucking me and about you fucking your wife. I saw you two messing around in your kitchen one day when I was home from school. I heard you laughing, so I looked over to see what you were doing, and you were standing between her legs as she was naked on the counter. I tried to stop looking, but I just couldn’t. I’m sorry Ryan. Please don’t be mad.”
“Oh, I am far from mad. Actually it turns me on more knowing that you were watching us. I like that.” I moved over so I was kneeling in front of her open legs, my hard cock pointing at her awaiting pussy. “April, I don’t have a condom, I don’t think we can do this.”
“It’s ok Ryan, I’m on the pill just in case something happens. I told my mom that it was so I got more regular periods, but it’s not really for that. You might have to go slow. Actually, you know what? How about you lay down? That way I can control how deep and far your dick goes into me.”
“I would love that. I would actually prefer that.” I didn’t tell her I liked to be on bottom. “I want you to be able to control it so I don’t hurt you.” I lay down on her towel as she stood up and straddled me. My cock standing erect, pointing up at her pussy, she squatted down, grabbed me and positioned herself over me. She pressed the head right at the entrance of her opening and began to take me in.
She put both of her hands down there and pulled her pussy lips apart. “This’ll help.” April started to push herself down onto my cock. As the head went in, she gasped for air. Her eyes opened wide out of shock, but she kept pushing. I felt the head of my dick pop into her and April let out a loud moan. “Mmmmmm that feels great! It’s definitely big, but it feels so good.” She kept lowering herself into my prick. I could tell she was in pain, but she didn’t stop. She closed her eyes, held her breath, and pushed down onto me as far as she could take it. “Oh my God Ryan. That feels so good.”
“Yeah it does, your pussy is so tight. I can’t believe I’m doing this. I love the feel of a tight pussy on my cock.” I reached up and started to massage her breasts as she relaxed a little and started to move herself up and down on my cock.
I took one hand down to her crotch and started to rub her clit again. “Oh my God that feels so good.” She mumbled something after that.
“What’s that?” I asked.
“Oh, I was just asking myself if I was really fucking you right now. It feels great.” As she loosened up more, she started to move up and down easier. I pinched and twisted her nipples with the one hand that was still on her tits, which made her scream a little. “Do that again. That feels great!” I continued to rub her clit and pinch her nipples as she started to bounce up and down faster on my cock.
“Damn April, you are so tight I don’t think I am going to last too long,” I told her. “I’m trying to hold it back as long as I can, but it’s not doing much.”
“That’s fine. Just do what you do and we’ll get used to each other more. I won’t last long either. I’ve never had a cock this big before.” She reached up and grabbed her breast that I wasn’t pinching and started to rub it. She leaned her head back and moaned even louder. I could feel the temperature of her pussy heating up. She was getting ready to climax.
As she heated up, I felt my balls start to pump my cum into my shaft. I twitched my cock in her and she let out a small scream of surprise. My thumb was moving faster on her clit now and my fingers pinching her nipple were working at the same speed. “I think I’m gonna cum April. I can’t hold it any longer.”
“Do it, go inside me. I want to feel your cum in me.” She started to bounce up and down faster, but now she added a back and forth movement which sent me over the edge.
“Here it comes. Holy shit!” I yelled as I pushed my cock into her, releasing shot after shot of cum deep into her young pussy. I tightened up my cock, making it swell more, and pushed and held it in her.
“Oh my God that feels so good. I didn’t know it would go in that deep Ryan.” I looked down and saw that I was entirely inside of her wet pussy. I could feel her juices dripping out of her and onto the area around the base of my shaft. April started to shake as she let out more moans and screams. She went up and then came back down on my cock. When she got to the base again, she stayed there, started to shake more and leaned down to kiss me. Our lips met and it was like heaven. My cock inside of this teenager I have longed for for a while. April’s breasts pressing against my chest and our tongues dancing around each other’s.
I broke the kiss, “It’s been a while and I think your parents might be back soon. We should probably get dressed. But, if it’s ok with you, I definitely want to do this again.”
April stood up, letting my softening dick slide out of her dripping pussy and said, “Hell yes I want to do this again
obviously. Your cock is amazing.” She grabbed her bikini and started to put the top on. I reached up to her crotch and flicked her clit. She jumped back, “Don’t. That’s too sensitive right now. Later.” She put the rest of her bikini on and, with my cock subdued now, I put my swim shorts back on.

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When In Rome – 06

Author’s Notes Sorry Chapter 6 took so long – I’ve had some pretty annoying computer issues and it took longer to fix than the computer guy estimated. Plus, this chapter is 8,000 words long, so it took a little longer and I couldn’t find an acceptable way to split it.
If you’re a fan of this series, but rape isn’t something you want to read – just skip scene one. The next two are perfectly consentual. (For now, this rape scene looks like just a random, gratuitious act of violence – but I assure it, it will end up being a key part of the plot. I didn’t write it for “fun”).
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CHAPTER THREE:
Scene 01: Julia – Sex? Rape.
Scene 02: Callia – Sex? Yes.
Scene 03: Cassius – Sex? Yes.
_____________________________JULIA
Julia laughed as the drops of water spattered against her face. She spun to face her husband and pointed a teasing finger at his face. He was still leaning over the tub, smirking at her.
“Splash me again, and I promise, my love.. I will make you late.” She dropped her robe to the floor and reveled in the expression that crossed his face.
He glared at her, mock-fury on his face, but he couldn’t hide his smile for long. She loved that a smile, so unguarded on the face of an ex-soldier who had seen far too much for several lifetimes. She pressed her lips against his mouth, and then he kissed her nose and her eyelids.
“I must go.” He yanked her robe off the floor and tossed it to her, the smile never leaving his face. “Now put that back on or I’ll never make it out the door.”
He was a good man, her husband. The best she’d ever known. When she’d turned twenty, the man who owned her, Lykos, had auctioned her off, and she’d thought she’d be dead in days. But her Titus had shown up, and he’d bid every coin he had to his name. He’d gone broke to save her. To buy her freedom. To make her his wife.
He kissed her forehead before walking out the door. “I’ll be home by sunrise. I love you, Julia.”Not as much as I love you.
She was still smiling as she curled into their bed, a bed she’d taken so long to get used to. Now she couldn’t imagine ever going back to sleeping on a dirty straw covered floor in Lykos’ slave pens. She fell asleep, and dreamed of the beautiful, blond God of a man who had saved her life.
And she woke up to a nightmare.
She had felt the bed move, but she’d thought it was Titus, home early to sleep beside her. But the scarred man hovering over her was not blond like Titus. The knee forcing her legs wide open did not belong to her husband. The hand covering her mouth smelled like spices and sweat, not the wood her husband used to build homes.
She jerked her entire body, trying to fight off the strange body on top of her. She tried to scream. She moved her head just enough to sink her teeth into his fingers, but his hand moved only long enough to strike her across the face, and then it was on her throat, catching her frantic cries in a closed off throat.
“Please,” she tried to beg. She wasn’t a whore anymore. She wasn’t a willing body to be used by strangers. Her Titus had bought her freedom. “Get off me.”
The stranger laughed, and her blood ran cold. She was not blind or deaf to what was happening in Rome, and she cried out as he licked, licked, the side of her face.
She tried to rock her body upward, but her held her too tightly. One arm was around her throat, and she tried to dig at his face. Her nails raked at his skin, and she could see the blood welling in the tracks and was rewarded with another slap that somewhere closer to a punch.
His lips pressed against her ear and she felt her stomach turn as he forced his hand between her thighs. “Don’t fight it, Little Whore. The first time I fuck you will be in your husband’s bed.”First time? No, not if she could help it. There would be no ‘first time.’ Her heart pounded in her chest, ice flowed through her veins. She felt like she’d awoken from a nightmare and had yet to shake off the last vestiges of terror from the things she’d seen. But tears pooled in her eyes, because the nightmare was real.
His hand freed her throat, and she gasped for a breath just long enough to take in enough air to scream, but before she could make a sound, cloth was being shoved in her mouth. She clawed and punched at his chest as he tied the cloth gag firmly in place with rope. She could feel the coarse material chafing at the sides of her lips.
Her attacker was solid. Large. But he wasn’t young. He was an older man, perhaps she could fight her way free. She had to. She had to try. For Titus. She wouldn’t allow her husband to come home to find that his wife had been violated by another man.
She froze, waiting, and then she slammed her head forward and felt the sickening crunch of bone as her forehead hit him square in the nose. He howled, and blood -his blood- dripped onto her face just before his fist connected with her cheek. Pain bloomed just below her eye, and her attacker snarled at her like a vicious hound.
He dug his teeth into the side of her face before he whispered to her softly. “If you desire to live, let that be the last mistake you make, Julia.”
How did he know her name? Tears burned on her face, hotter on the left side where he’d punched her and she sagged against the bed as straddled her chest. He was so heavy, and she could feel his cock pressing between her breasts and it made her sick to her stomach. He had no right to touch her. She gasped for air as she realized what he was doing. What she was powerless to stop. He was tying her right hand to the bedpost. She whimpered around her gag. He’d said ‘if you desire to live.’ She tried to stop the panic seizing her body. What would be worse for her husband? Finding her alive and slightly damaged, or finding her dead in his bed? She took another breath. She’d been a whore for over half her life. This would not be the first cock she’d taken that she didn’t want. She could survive it. Titus could too.
She surrendered against the bed. She didn’t fight as he restrained her, but she didn’t look at him either. Giving up made her chest ache, and she sobbed around her gag as he rendered her immobile. He stroked her face, right where he’d hit her and she flinched away from him.
She looked up at him, her eyes flat and nearly as dead as she felt. Get it over with.
He laughed as if he could read her mind, and pressed her legs open. She shuddered as she forced her body not to fight him. She’d been trained for this. Lykos and his guards and friends had seen to that. She wanted to gag she she spread her own legs for him. Her body shook violently, her mind screaming her her to stop, as she spread herself wide open for this man.
She did gag as his fingers touched her slit. She was bone dry, and she couldn’t do anything about it. She could think of Titus, but she would not dishonor her husband that way. She would suffer through this. And she would do nothing to ease her own discomfort.
“That’s such a good girl,” he cooed down at her as his fingers tried to press into her cunt. She closed her eyes against the pain and loathing she felt as this stranger’s fingers violated what didn’t belong to him. She didn’t see the next slap coming.
Furious brown eyes stared into hers when they flew open. He rammed his fingers back in her hole. He slapped her again, and stared at her in unabashed disgust as he spat on his hand as rubbed his fingers against her hole. She winced, every nerve of her body screaming at her to fight as he pressed the head of his cock against her. She narrowed her eyes, anger and terror pounding through her veins as her tried to work his way in. It fucking hurt, and she whined around her gag as she felt the first inch of his cock force inside her.
He drew in a sharp breath and she didn’t let herself look away from him. One of his hands moved up to squeeze on of her breasts as he stroked his shaft. He grinned down at her.
She didn’t even try to keep from screaming as he forced the rest of cock inside her in one stroke. No one could hear her anyway. She was bound and gagged and in the middle of nowhere. And her screams seemed to please him. His cock felt like it was tearing her apart as he forced it inside her tight cunt. She felt every movement, every small thrust, every second of his swollen cock spreading her open. She could barely keep her eyes open as he finally filled her completely. He felt foreign inside her, too big, too deep. She just had to endure it for a few moments, then her body would adjust. It would help her through this, grow wet despite what her mind wanted. She knew this from experience.
He leaned back and pulled his cock out until just the head remained inside her. He spat again, this time it landed on his shaft and this thrust was less painful but no less of a violation. And it seemed he was done with pleasantries.
He collapsed on top of her and wrapped his hand around her throat as he timed his next thrust. She couldn’t stop screaming around her gag. She had promised herself that she wouldn’t fight, but she’d overestimated herself. She couldn’t do this, not anymore. She struggled against him as his cock slammed inside her again and again. Her body was doing what she’d known it would; her cunt was starting to get wet around him, and instead of comforting her, it disgusted her and she pulled hard at the ropes holding her in place and bucked against the heavy body on top of her.
“No, I c-can’t. I thought I could.” She tried to speak around the fucking gag but she couldn’t. Her words were twisted, all jumbled vowels. “I don’t want it.”
He licked his lips, and depraved smile on his face, his cock jerking inside her cunt as he watched her cry and struggle to speak. He slammed deeper, and she knew he was feeling what she was – a wet cunt. He groaned as he violated her. Soft moans from a man were something that turned her on, something she loved about her husband, and the man inside her now was ruining that with the noises he made as he raped her.
His hands gripped her tits, tugged at her nipples. His fingers pinched and pulled at the hard little buds on her breasts and she winced as she felt hr hips involuntarily rock up to meet his. He laughed.
“Once a whore, always a whore. Right, Julia?” He gripped her hips as he drove his cock deeper inside her; he didn’t pull out. He moved his hips in slow circles, pushing inside her from every angle, sliding deeper and harder until she cried out. It was from pain. At least that’s what she told herself.
He pulled her leg up off the bed, brought it around him and rested her calf against his chest and she gritted her teeth around the rope as her cunt tightened around him. He leaned forward, laying against her leg as he pushed it closer to her chest, and pounded forward again. His sighs were louder this time, his breathing harder, and she knew why. She could feel it too. The angle of her leg made her cunt squeeze so fucking tightly around his cock, and he took full advantage. His breathing was ragged as he violated her, muscles taut, face twisted in the pleasure he was taking from her unwilling body.
She winced, and shook her head. No. The way he filled her, the angle of her leg and his body. She could feel the friction on her clit, feel every single stroke of this strangers cock, the cock her pussy had grown so fucking wet around. He slammed inside her cunt as if he owned it, and she had been trained too well. She hated herself as her hips rocked up to meet him. Hated him as the tone of the screams against her gag changed from screams of pain to something else. She wanted to kill him as she felt the pressure building deep in her and she wanted to kill the man who had owned her. The man who had thrown her to his soldiers and let them use her body sometimes for days. Left her locked in with them until she orgasmed.
And now some man had broken into her husband’s house. Some sick stranger had forced his cock inside her against her will, and she was going to cum around it. This was Lykos’ fault, not hers. The things he had done to her had made her this way.
He gripped her jaw and forced her to look in his eyes. “That’s a good whore, push against this cock, Julia. Show me how mow much you want it.”
She shook her head. No.
He slapped her again. “Squeeze your cunt around my cock, bitch. Unless you’d rather have it in your ass.”
She froze. Panic consumed her. He would do it. He must have watched her, waited for her husband to leave. Lurked in the shadows until she was alone and entirely at his mercy. She didn’t like to be fucked in the ass. Some of the whores did, but not her. It hurt so fucking badly, left her with an ache made her feel disgusting for days. Her husband was the only man who’d ever understood that. He’d never asked her for that and she’d never offered.
She closed her eyes, hot tears thick in her eyelashes. She obeyed him. She felt him jerk so deep that she would have sworn he was in her belly as she tightened her cunt around him, squeezed her legs and forced her own hips up to meet him thrusts. She sobbed as she pushed herself to meet every one of his violent thrusts as he toyed with her embarrassingly hard nipples.
He yanked her legs around his back, and she gripped him tightly. She forced the voice inside her head to silence as she dug her heels into his back and pulled him closer. He muttered his approval and his stokes grew harder, deeper as her thighs started to tremble against his hips.
He felt it too, and he laughed. A cruel, triumphant laugh as he pulled his knife back up to her throat.
“I’m going to remove your gag, Julia. No one can hear you, but if you do anything other than beg for this cock while you cum.. Nod if you understand.”
She nodded furiously. Maybe he would cum, too. If he came, if she made him cum, then it would all be over. Maybe he would just leave and she could pretend this was just a nightmare.
He buried his cock deep in her cunt as he yanked the rope out of her mouth. She gagged as he pulled out the cloth, and she had to force herself not to scream as he slapped her again.
“Now, Julia. Be a good whore. Tell me how good this cock feels in your cunt.”Oh Gods, she couldn’t.
“P-please, please fuck me.” She stifled a cry and stared back up at him, hoping the terror in her voice wouldn’t enrage him further. She pushed her hips against him – that was the easy part. She could allow her body to feign willingness, but she couldn’t put a voice to it. Titus.
He slapped at her tits, and she could feel like hot imprint of his hand long after it had been pulled away. She couldn’t focus on the words she was forming, but they disgusted her. She moaned, and writhed and begged for more as he continued to assault her cunt. And she felt like something inside her brain broke into a thousand pieces when she came around him. Pain warred with pleasure, guilt and grief sparred with lust. She sobbed even as she screamed for more.
His hand covered her face, his fingernails dug into her cheeks as she felt him slam inside her and stay there. Still except for the smalled stokes and he groaned as he came deep inside her body.
She shuddered as he collapsed on top of her, her skin was raw, her throat hoarse from screaming. Her eyes burned from river of tears they’d cried. He came inside her, the thought wouldn’t leave her head. She was still terrified, terrified at what might come next, terrified of what her husband would say if she lived through this. She was going to be ill. She was going to – she gagged hard against his shoulder, and he moved instantly to hold her head by her hair and guide it over the side of the bed.
He laughed as he watched her. When she was finished, he jerked her back on the bed, and she collapsed against her husband’s pillow, too numb to even cry.
*CALLIA
She’d never left her father’s compound before. Now here she was, on horseback with Cassius’s arms around her waist and she was going to the market. She couldn’t remember ever being this excited. Their four brothers were riding around them. They’d also picked up a few stragglers, men who’d assumed it would be safer to ride in their group.
It was cold, but Cassius had wrapped a blanket around their shoulders so that no one could see just how tightly he was holding her around the waist. She was dressed in a peplos, a modest garment that she didn’t like. But once she realized her brother wasn’t going to let a simple skirt impede him, she didn’t mind so much. She grinned as she felt his hand pulling her skirt up around her hips and then snake between her thighs.
His lips pressed against her ear. “Don’t make a sound. One word, one moan, and I stop.”
She bit her lip and leaned her head back against his chest as his fingers brushed against her clit. She heard him groan softly behind her as his finger trailed slowly down her slit. She bit her lips together as he worked a finger inside her. She arched her hips to meet him as she glanced around.. She wondered if anyone had any idea what they were doing. She almost hoped they did. She hoped one of her brothers (or even better, one of the strangers) was watching her face as her brother slid a second finger inside her cunt.
He pulled his fingers out and pinched her clit between his fingers and she choked back a moan. Her back arched as his fingers worked a circle around her little button only to pinch it again.
“You have no idea how badly I want this between my teeth,” he breathed in her ear as his fingertip swirled around her clit. She hissed in a breath and he laughed under his breath. Her back arched against him and he let his teeth barely graze the curve of her neck.
“And this, little sister,” He told her quietly as he drove his fingers back inside her cunt. “This is what I think of any time I’m inside another whore. This soaking wet, deliciously tight little cunt. Those big eyes rolled back in your head, the way your voice breaks when you scream my name as you cum.”
She arched her back, terrified that she wasn’t going to be able to keep quiet.
“Looks like we have an audience, Sis,” he whispered. He pulled her hard against his chest and pressed his chin against the side of her face to turn her head.
She grinned as her eyes met the gaze of one of the strangers. His mouth dropped open as she smiled at him. She licked her lips and arched her back as the man watched her. Her mouth dropped open in a nearly silent gasp as Cassius’ thumb pressed against her clit as he finger-fucked her. She kept her eyes locked on the man, her body shaking against her brother’s chest, and she couldn’t stop the gasp as his teeth sank into her shoulder.
His lips pressed against her ear. “That’s it, I know you wanna scream Cal. Do it. Scream for me, my love. Show them how hard you cum for me.”
She sucked in a relieved breath, and pushed her back against his so she could arch her back up to meet his fingers. She moaned as he shoved his fingers deeper inside her, spreading them open and closed as drove them deep inside her. Her second moan was louder, and a few of them men stopped their horses in their tracks to glance back at her. She laughed as she saw the surprise -and lust- on their faces.
Cassius stopped his horse as well, and wrapped his other hand around her waist. The fingers of one hand pounded in her cunt as he worked at her round little clit with the other. She whimpered, watching the men watch her as her brother brought her closer and closer to orgasm. She gritted her teeth and hissed his name as her titght little thighs started to tremble.
“Oh, Cassius.” She whispered in between loud, frantic cries. His fingers worked her clit in furious, expert strokes as his fingers pounded harder and harder until her body bucked against him, her head thrown back, eyes closed as she came screaming around his fingers. His breathing was hard, shallow, and hot against her neck as she came screaming his name in the middle of the clearing as their brothers and the strangers looked on. He pumped his fingers inside her, just a few thrusts after her orgasm subsides, and then he pulled his fingers out of the blanket that surrounded him and shoved them in her mouth.
A few of the men’s mouths dropped open as she sucked her own cum greedily off her brother’s fingers.
One of them men looked up at Cassius, confusion on his face. “I thought you said that was your sister.”
All of her brothers laughed.
Cass flashed him a crooked, satisfied grin. “She is.”
Cassius snapped the reins of his horse and they trotted off in front of the men. As they passed them, Callia heard one mumble, “Wish I had a sister like that.”
They rode ahead of the men, and She peered behind her as Cassius turned down a different path than the rest of the group. They rode for a moment down a desolate path and pulled up in front of a small home. Behind it stood a barn or stable, and off in the distance there was smoke and the sound of a hammer clanging against metal rising from another building.
“I thought we were going to the market.”
He kissed her neck. “We are, but I have something I need to do first.”
“Who are we here to see?” She asked her brother, puzzled.
“Not we, Little Sis. You.” A slow smile spread across his face. “I have an errand to run, and I need you somewhere safe. The man inside is a friend of mine. When I get back, I expect to see that you’ve been a very gracious guest.”
She bit her lip to hide her excitement. “I’m to please him, then?”
He pressed her body against the side of the house. His lips brushed softly against her neck. “Yes, Callie. You’re to please him. And when I return, I expect to see his cum covering that pretty little face. I don’t care how long I’m gone, you leave it there so I know you were a good girl.”
She arched her back and pressed her hips against his. His cock was pressing hard against her and she grinned up at him. “Is he expecting me?”
Cassius shook his head. “No. But I have no doubt you’ll manage to persuade him to let you stay. If you need to, tell him I sent you. His name is Albus.”
He bit at her bottom lip, and then mounted his horse. He glanced back at her as he rode off and took a deep breath before heading for the hammering sound she heard in the distance.
The old man looked up as she entered the stable. He didn’t wear a toga, or even a tunic, but strange trousers like the barbarians she’d seen in her father’s paintings and scrolls. He was shirtless, and built exceedingly well for a man who’d probably gone completely gray at least ten years ago. She could see the faint gleam of sweat on his skin as he threw down his hammer and tilted his head at her.
“You lost, child?”
Nerves pooled in her stomach and she smiled up at him. “Are you Albus?”
He frowned suspiciously. “Whose asking?”
She slipped past the doorway and studied the table he was working at. “My brother sent me. Cassius. He said-”
“I know more than one Cassius, girl. Be specific.”
She hesitated. “Um. Lykos is our father.”
“Ahhh,” he laughed and winked at her. “You’re the little whore. Ca.. Cal..?”
“Callia.” She nodded to him politely.
“Yes. Callia.” He stepped over towards her and circled her slowly like he was examining a statue. “Pretty little thing, aren’t you? And why did Cassius send you to alone to see some old man?”
She smiled at him wide-eyed and feigned innocence. “He said you’d look after me.”
“Is that all he said?”
She bit her lip and grinned at him as she shook her head. “He told me to be a gracious guest.”
He smiled and she could see the lines crinkling at the corners of his eyes. He stepped closer to her slowly, as if he expected her to shy away. She stood her ground as he stroked her face with the backs of his knuckles and inhaled a soft breath as he cupped one of her tits with the other hand.
“And just how gracious to you intend to be?”
She ran her tongue over her top lip as she reached out to stroke his cock through his his clothes. She giggled as she felt him already growing hard.
He laughed as his hand covered hers and pressed her palm harder against his cock. His other hand was at her waist, and he loosened her belt. He ripped her peplos over her head and she sighed in relief, she’d wanted rid of that damn thing all day. She reached for his pants but he slapped her hands away.
“Stand back. Let an old man look at you for a minute, child.”
She laughed as she backed away, and tossed her hair behind her shoulders. She traced her fingernails lightly over her breasts as he studied her body. He stepped forward and massaged one of her tits with his fingertips, flicked at her nipple as his other hand moved lower to cup her little cunt. She purred up at him as the tip of one finger dipped slowly into her cunt. He exhaled a ragged breath as he prodded her wet little hole, just the tip of his finger sliding in and out.
“Get on your knees, baby. Put your mouth on it for a minute.”
She never took her eyes off his as she dropped to her knees. She watched him, enjoying the way the lids of his eyes lowered and his chest rose and fell sharply as she placed soft kisses on the head of his cock. She licked slowly, teasingly up the shaft before taking him in her mouth. He stroked her cheek softly as she swallowed his cock, her little cheeks hollowing as she fucked his cock slowly with her pretty little mouth.
“That’s such a good little whore, baby.” His fingers skimmed over her cheekbone. “You know I’m old enough to be your father. Does your Daddy know what a good little cocksucker you are?”
She giggled around him and then tightened her lips, so that when she pulled him out of her mouth, they both heard the loud ‘pop.’ She grinned up at him as she trailed her tongue along the underside of his shaft. She flicked her tongue along the head and smiled up at him proudly.
“‘Course he does. Who do you think taught me?”
“Sucks her own fathers cock. I’ve never heard such a thing.” He let out a low laugh as he gathered the hair that had fallen in her face in his fist. He held her hair in his hand as he feigned shock. He arched his hips to shove his dick deeper in her throat. “Come on, then. Show me, Callia. Show me how you suck your daddy’s cock.”
She took a deep breath in through her nose, and then guided his cock swiftly down her throat. Her little cunt tightened, her clit throbbing as she felt his shaft stretch out her throat, felt the fullness of him inside her. He hissed as she pulled him out, just barely enough to take a breath and guided him back in. He pushed deeper every time she deep-throated his cock, fucking her face intently.
He breathed loudly as she pulled his cock out of her mouth and stroked it as she grazed her lips against his balls gently before she sucked him back in her mouth.
“That’s enough for now. It’s been too long since I saw this cock buried balls deep in a sweet little teenage cunt.” He fisted her hair and pulled her off his cock. He picked her up off the floor and sat her on top of a table that seemed to be the perfect height. She grinned up at him as she perched her ass on the edge and spread her legs wide open for him.
Albus grinned back at her. She liked him, and he could tell. He grinned as he stroked a finger up and down her soaking wet slit, from clit to hole. She rocked her hips against him as he teased her little pussy, moaning softly as he touched her. He took his cock in his fist, slapped it against her clit and laughed as he watched her writhe underneath him.
“Look at you.” He mused as he rested the head of his cock against her entrance. “Such a pretty little thing, so wet. So ready for some strange old man’s cock. Do you want me to fuck you, Callia?”
“Gods, yes,” she breathed, pushing her hips against him, trying to shove her cunt down on his cock. “I want to feel your big cock so deep inside me, Albus.”
He chuckled, but it turned into a strangled groan as he shoved himself inside her. She threw her head back as she felt the first stroke. That was one of her favorite parts of getting fucked; that first thrust of a brand new cock, the sound a man made the first time he drove inside her. His fingers traced the line of her bottom lip as he rested his cock so deep inside her. He pulled out and thrust deeper, slow powerful thrusts that made her clench her cunt tight around him. He slipped his thumb inside her mouth and she sucked greedily.
“Pretty little mouth on a pretty little whore. Does your father spill his cum inside those lips, Callia?”
She giggled as she stared up at him. He stroked his cock inside her, and it jerked as she flicked her tongue across the tip of his thumb. She nodded. “Sometimes he cums in my mouth. But sometimes he makes me lay back and open my mouth. He likes to see his cum all over my face. Will you cum on my face, Albus?”
His next thrust was so fast and so hard that she cried out and her little tits shook from the force.
“Do you want my cum on your face?”
It took her a minute to catch her breath, he was pounding her cunt now. Deep, fast thrusts that shook her entire body. He gripped her jaw in his hand and repeated his questions.
“Y-Yes, Albus.” She screamed out his name and felt his fingers tighten on her jaw and his cock throb in her cunt. She faked a sad little pout. “Cassius said I would be punished if he didn’t get to see your cum on my face.”
Albus wrapped his arms under hers, his fingers gripping her shoulders to pull her down harder on his thick cock. He leaned until is face was level with hers and she could watch his eyes while he fucked her.
“Now why would Cassius want to see his little sister’s face covered in my cum?” Again he faked a surprised confusion. “Don’t tell me you fuck him too, Callia. I mean, sucking your father’s cock is one thing. Are you really such a dirty little whore you fuck your own brother?”
She laughed, and her thighs trembled. Her little cunt was so fucking wet, and his cock felt so good inside her. She rocked her hips in slow circles as he pounded her pussy, and he murmured his encouragement.
“I have five brothers, Albus,” She told him with a sweet little grin. “They all fuck me. So does father.”
He laughed as she could see his face darken as he slammed his cock back inside her, his thrusts so hard and so fast now that she could hear the sound of his balls slapping against her.
“What bad girl you are Callia. A filthy, wet little slut.” He bit at her jaw and his fingers worked down her belly and lower to tease at her clit as he filled her cunt.
She nodded happily, in perfect agreement and gasped in disappointment as he yanked his cock out of her cunt.
“Don’t worry, I’m not finished with you yet,” he laughed as he climbed on the table, straddled her chest, and guided his cock to her mouth. “I just want to see you taste your own own cunt.”
She could feel the weight of his body on top of her, and she rocked her hips up, fucking at empty air as he guided his cock between her lips. She licked her own juices off his shaft; she loved the way she tasted on his cock. He stroked her hair as he fucked her mouth slowly. Then he grabbed her under her arms and pulled her farther onto the surface of the table so that he could guide his cock back inside her. He knelt over her and gripped her ankles. He pulled them up in the air, forcing them out to his sides in a wide V as he slammed back inside her. He pulled them closer into his body and nibbled at her ankle as he rocked his hips to drive his cunt inside. She gripped at the sides of the table for leverage as she pushed her cunt back against him.
“Faster, please, Albus. Please, oh Gods, fuck my little cunt.”
He pushed her legs up to her chest as he obliged her, driving into her with hard, furious thrusts. His eyes were trained on her young little tits bouncing below him as he fucked her cunt.
“Yes,” she breathed as she felt her pussy start to tremble around him. Her voice was ragged, high pitched, breathless. “Gonna cum.. Feel your big cock inside my cunt when I cum around it.. Fuck my pussy while I cum for you.”
He literally growled at her as his strokes grew more powerful, hard enough to bruise her little pussy lips and she threw her head back, screaming for him. She squeezed her tits as she came, violently trembling against him as her cunt spasmed around his body. She moaned his name, begging for his cock harder even as the orgasm tore through her tight little body.
He pulled his cock out as soon as her shudders subsided, and slapped his cock against her overly sensitive little clit and laughed as he watched her gasp and arch beneath him.
“Open your mouth wide, baby, and I’ll make sure you get to taste a little.”
She giggled an excited ‘thank you’ before she opened wide.
“Ahhhh,” She vocalized as she opened her mouth as wide as she could and he straddled her chest again and jerked his cock hard and fast with it pointed at her face.
He groaned and arched her back just before she felt the hot, thick cum his her face and tasted it in her mouth. He stroked just a few more times, and she kept her eyes open to watch his seed pump out of his cock and land on her face. She felt it on her nose, her cheek, her lips.
She let out a soft, satisfied little moan as she licked the salty cum off her lips. He sighed as he watched her.
When he’d stared at her cum covered face for a moment, he led her into his kitchen and served her what he claimed was his finest wine.
They talked at first about his life. Apparently he was the finest weapons-smith in Rome, which explained why Cassius was on such good terms with him. But the conversation quickly turned to her early training. He listened, engrossed, as she dazzled him with stories about her life: the dirty things she loved, the first load of cum she’d ever tasted, the men who paid her father to use her body. He sat back and stared intently at her through the first few stories, but it took a surprisingly short time for his cock to get hard again. He made her ride him slowly as she told him the story of the first time she’d ever taken a man’s cock in her little cunt.
By the time Cassius arrived, there was a second load of cum on her face to match the first.
*CASSIUS
He walked in the house without knocking, and there his little whore sat. She was sipping from a cup of wine, naked except for the dried cum on her sweet little face.
“So she wasn’t any trouble then?” Cass laughed as Albus stood to greet him.
His friend clapped him on the back. “If only I had tiny little teenage sluts showing up in my workshop more often. I’d be a much happier man.”
He slipped his hand around Callia’s throat as he studied her cum-stained face. “I see you were a good girl. Lot of cum, Callia. I’d say you made him cum more than once, didn’t you?”
She beamed as she nodded and he noticed a few stray drops of seed on her tits.
“If you ever bring her into the city again, and need someone to ‘look after her,’ I’d be happy to be of service, my friend.”
He didn’t take his eyes off Callia. He licked his lips, his cock throbbing between his legs. He’d intended to wait until they returned home, but why bother? He pulled her out of the chair by her hair, as she moaned as he spun her around to shove her over the table.
He traced a finger against her little hole. “He fucked you good, didn’t he, sis? Look at that little cunt.”
“Yes.” She pressed her hips back against him, and he pressed his middle finger against her tight, puckered little asshole. She gasped.
Albus moved over to lean against the doorway for a better view. “Can’t get enough, can she?”
“Never. She’s always ready.” Cass slid one finger slowly to her ass and his cock twitched as she moaned his name.
He tossed his sword on the table and stripped slowly, staring at his sister’s tight little body bent over the table. He slid a second finger into her ass, spreading them open as she stretched her out as much as he could. Her ass was tiny, always so fucking tight, and he was not a little man. He could stretch out her cunt enough to make her scream, and he rarely fucked her ass for that reason. But today her ass had not been used, and he wanted that hole to himself.
Her legs were already shaking as he slid just the head of her cock past the entrance of her ass. She was tiny, and he could see how far he had to stretch her to get it in. He inched in slowly, feeling her jerk around him as she struggled to relax her muscles. She whimpered in pain before he was even halfway in.
“Your clit, Callie.” He groaned as we warred with himself not to just force himself the rest of the way in in one quick stroke. Her ass was like a hot little vice, gripping his cock so tightly he could barely control himself. “Rub it, sis. Play with your little clit for me.”
He saw her nod, and her hand slid down her body, and she whimpered, and he felt her body spasm around his cock. Her muscles unclenched and this time she moaned as he inched himself farther in. He watched the swollen, rock hard shaft of his cock disappear into his sister’s ass, his balls already heavy. Her body clenched and unclenched around him as she toyed with her clit. He could hear her soft, sweet little moans, and the scream as he finally rested deep inside her. He fisted her hair as he eased out, and back in. Two, then three, then four slow thrusts as her body got used to his size. He head was turned toward the doorway, and when he glanced over, he saw Albus in the doorway, watching intently as he stroked his own cock.
He slapped his sisters ass and she gasped, part pain, part lust, part surprise.
“So fucking rude, Callia,” he chided. He heard her cry out as she slammed his cock back inside her. “Look at what you’ve done. And now you’re sitting here, watching him stroke a cock that you got hard, and you didn’t even offer to help him. Who trained you? I’m disappointed in you.”
He grabbed her by the hair, and pulled her off the table with his cock still deep inside her ass.
“Pull up a chair,” he told his friend. “Her mouth’s empty.”
Albus pulled up a chair and sat down, still stroking his cock.
Cassius forced his sister’s head down in the man’s lap. “Now, show me that you remember how to be a good girl.”
He heard it when she took the man’s cock in her mouth; greedy, wet sucking sounds, and then a strangled moan. He gathered all of her hair into his fist and held it away from her face. He pounded her ass as she deep-throated the cock in front of her. He could feel her ass tighten hard around him every time she choked. Her screams were muffled by the cock in her throat, but he could hear them. He fixated on the sight of his cock disappearing inside her, the way her tiny ass stretched wide around his shaft. He slapped her ass, over and over, leaving deliciously red hand prints on her soft skin.
She was so fucking tight around him, gripping his cock like no other whore ever had. He gripped her hips as he pulled her hard against him, loving every scream as she came up for air. Her legs were trembling against him, her knees shaking together violently. Albus’ hand was on the back of her neck, pushing her down harder on his cock as his hips drove up to meet her face.
When Cassius slid on hand between her legs to run her clit, she was practically dripping wet against his fingers. The lips of her cunt were soaked, her juices spreading nearly to her thighs. She whimpered as she rocked against his hand and his cock and he felt every muscle in her body tighten and start to shake as he slid two fingers inside her cunt. Three perfectly timed thrusts of his fingers and cock later and he felt it when she shattered around him. Her ass tightened, released, tightened, released – it vibrated so fast, so tight around his cock that he couldn’t keep the slow even pace he’d been using. He slammed inside her, any thought for her comfort gone. He gripped her slight little hips, and drilled her. Violent thrusts, so fucking hard that he could hear her screaming as Albus’s cock filled her throat.
Albus slapped the table hard with his hand and sounded a sharp gasp. His hips arched up and he forced Callie’s head down hard. He felt -and heard- his little sister choke and sputter as the man pumped his cum deep inside her throat. Her ass tightened as she gagged, and her body shook – and that was all it took.
He slammed into her so hard that he body moved forward a few inches. The legs of Albus’ chair scratched backward against the floor as he pumped his little sister’s ass full of cum. He dug his fingernails into her hips, grinding deep into her body as his balls emptied and her little hole filled with his seed.
The other man pulled his cock out of her throat, just before he pulled his cock out of her ass. She gasped for air, and Cassius helped her sink gently to her knees. She swayed like she was dizzy, and she grinned up at him, dried cum all over her pretty face and fresh cum and saliva on one side of her mouth and chin.
She looked dazed, but perfectly content. Satisfied.
He fucking loved her.
She kneeled on the floor, swaying slightly as he washed them cum off her face and tits and rocked on the balls of her feet as he helped her dress. He made a mess of it.
When she’d left their home this morning, her dress was ugly and modest, but perfectly draped and tied. Her hair had been perfectly arranged.. and she’s looked like a beautiful little noble girl.
Now her garment was sloppy, tied improperly, and her hair looked.. Well, it looked like she’d just been fucked – hard. Her eyes were sleepy and sated, her lips red and swollen.
When she’d left their home she’d looked like a beautiful little noble girl. Now she looked like a perfect little whore. It suited her much better, in his opinion. She looked far more beautiful to him like this – because this was who she truly was. And he loved who she was.

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“Hey Abigail, I have a proposition for you,” I tell her sitting down on her bed.
“Okay but I’m not touching you right now because that stuff smells,” Abigail jokes.
“Ha Ha, Irish descent be damned for no tanning ability. No I was wondering if you wanted to go on a double date,” I ask her.
“A double date, with whom,” she replies with a question.
“Well Carlos and his sister,” I answer her.
“Wait you offered me up to Carlos so you could get his sister,” Abigail starts in,” I’m not some bargaining chip for you.”
“No I offered him a double date and he chose you over Bethany,” I tell her hoping it’ll soothe her ego a little.
“Wait, you gave him a choice and he chose me,” Abigail asks.
I explain the conversation and show her the text that says her name. We work out some of the details; Abigail says Wednesday at five would be best since it’s after the last day of school. I shoot Carlos a text message telling him day and time. He gets back to me with an alright and that they’ll be ready. Abigail and I chat a little more so I can find out about Carlos’s sister. Her name is Marta, she’s a good student and according to Abigail they talk a lot but she’s never hang out when they’re not in school.
I leave Abigail to her computer and ride out the rest of the day in my room trying to relax and get comfortable.
Monday and Tuesday come and go uneventful with the girls at school and me recovering from the burn. Mark on the other hand tried to get me to head to the gym with him but it’s hard to work out when you don’t want to move and feel like you’re on fire. I spend most of my time with Loretta even when I don’t need a rubbing of aloe; she lets me know that we have our first appointment with a therapist tomorrow at eleven in the morning. I shrug it off as we talk about the past and I learn a little more about her time with her new family. Apparently the girls needed a mom badly when Abigail and Bethany weren’t getting help with their puberty woes. Mark Jr. offered to help but ended up showing them porn instead.
The bonding lasts until Wednesday when we head out to the therapist, it’s at a private building and not a state one like I somehow thought. Loretta and I arrive at ten thirty and have to wait for our counselor only a few minutes before a short and very wide older woman in a knit sweater takes us into her office. Once inside we start going over all the ‘feelings’ crap, ‘no I’m not happy as I could be seeing Loretta’ ‘no I’m not a very forgiving person’ are just a few of my choice phrases as I get through her questions.
“So Guy, can you tell me something about your mother that makes you especially angry with her,” the therapist asks.
“Honestly I just never felt any sort of connection with her, even the past couple days have been weird being around her. She looks at me like I’m going to either scream at her or start making her cry half the time,” I tell the therapist.
An hour of bullshit psycho-babble and we mercifully get to leave. Loretta is quiet when we head out of the parking lot and the whole way till we get to one of the shelters. She exits her car wordlessly and I follow suit drawing a quick reaction from her.
“Guy please don’t head off somewhere on me again, I need to get some stuff done here before we head home,” Loretta says with a little too much desperation.
“Not leaving, I’m coming inside. I wanna see this place anyway,” I tell her pulling my hood back as I get to the door.
I can see Loretta confused by my willingness to be involved after the therapy session but she gets me a visitor badge and we head to her little office. It’s just a desk and two chairs but as soon as she’s in there’s a small army of girls asking for permission and she gets to work on their files. I sit back and see her working hard when I recognize one of the girls, the one from my first visit. I take better notice of her this time, short around her ears brown hair, about 5’8” and have my taste in leather jackets, a pair of jean shorts and stripped leggings coming out under them on her hips and a thick, black t-shirt are all she has on. I stare a little harder to catch her shape and while I can’t make out her chest size she’s got a big ass on her.
She catches on that I’m looking at her and pushes her way to the front just to get closer. She nearly knocks me out of my chair getting her sheet signed and only looks at me over her shoulder as she’s leaves the office.
“Got a lot of work to get done,” I ask Loretta as the crowd thins out.
“Sorry honey, work request forms for kids with jobs and weekend time out requests. Some of the girls here have problems and it’s either this or Juvenile hall for most of them,” Loretta tells me looking up from her desk,” are you bored?”
“A little, can I go look around,” I ask.
Loretta nods and I step out of the office and start looking around. It’s a two floor building most of the girls’ rooms are on the second and I figure there’s about thirtyish girls here. I note the two recreation rooms and the dormitory showers when I get bumped into a wall again by my ‘admirer’.
“You just like pushing me around or something,” I ask her leaning against the wall.
“Why are you here again,” she asks me without answering my question.
“I’m spending time with Loretta,” I tell her.
“You mean your Mom,” she says,” wow, it was so bad you use her first name.”
“Honestly I’m not gonna talk with you about my life and embarrass her,” I tell her starting to walk away but she grabs my arm.
“Hey come with me,” she says dragging me in the opposite direction.
We head out of the building’s back doors and into an outdoor storage area with few sheds and some equipment littered around. I see some of the other girls watching from the window but my ‘admirer’ drags me behind a shed and sits down in a crappy plastic chair.
“Okay, now we can talk,” she says,” So why are you such an asshole?”
“Why are you so damn nosey,” I counter.
“Cause you’re new, we don’t get a lot of new around here,” she says leaning back.
We chat for a little bit, her name is Jackie and she’s been here since her family went away. I don’t ask what away means but I figure it’s the prison or dead kind.
“So you have a boyfriend or do you ride girl face,” I ask her deciding to push into her business.
“What the fuck, that’s just rude asshole. Why you like sucking cock or do you have a bitch that does it for you,” Jackie retorts angrily.
I start chuckling and sit down on an old bench; Jackie just stares at me with a lot of heat in her eyes before I even justify her comment.
“I have three girlfriends, all of them back home,” I tell her remember the girls a little,” and yes they all know each other and all of them are cool.”
“So do you fuck other girls too or just them,” she asks curiously.
“Why are you making me an offer,” I reply smiling.
“Oh no fucker, I’m not fucking you. Last guy I fucked nearly got my ass pregnant,” Jackie says crossing her legs.
“So you swore off men and ride girl face,” I retort chuckling.
I can see that comment got under Jackie’s skin as she kicks over a chair at me. I don’t move as it misses me completely. Jackie gets up quickly from her chair and starts to move towards me then stops and backs off a little like something is wrong. I get up from my chair and that petrifies her, more so when I move over to her and she backs up against the shed.
“Listen Guy, don’t hurt me okay. I’m sorry I was calling you names and I promise I’ll leave you alone okay,” Jackie pleads with more fear than I expected.
I move my body against Jackie’s softly pinning her to the shed and start to run my hands up her sides, she trembles at my touch so I keep my it soft and gentle as I push my hands under her shirt and touch skin. What I feel next is not something I expect as I go for soft smooth skin on her back and sides and feel light scar tissue. I gently rub my palms on her back and remove one hand to make eye contact. Jackie’s pretty brown eyes are terrified of what I’m doing, I pull my hood back and turn my head so she can see my mostly healed scar from when I got jumped last year.
“I got that almost a year ago. I know what it’s like to get hurt,” I whisper to Jackie,” do you think I’m gonna hurt you?”
“I don’t know,” Jackie replies reaching her hands inside my coat and around my waist.
“What would make you feel better,” I ask her keeping my hands on her body.
I let her push me back a little before she takes my hand and pulls me back into the building. Once inside we head past the offices and I make eye contact with Loretta for a second before we get to the showers. I don’t hear water running inside and Jackie motions me to stay put while she heads into a rec room and says something to one of the girls who gets up and hands her something from her pocket. Both girls head back to me and Jackie leads me into the bathroom while the second girl closes the door and remains outside.
“Oh Christ I could get in serious trouble for this,” Jackie tells me nervously.
I sit down on one of the benches and start to strip down to my underwear, once done I see that Jackie has only taken off her coat and is staring at me nervously.
“Do you want me to help you are you okay,” I ask her noting her still in clothing.
She starts to strip out of her shorts first, leaving her white panties on. As soon as she takes her shirt off I can finally see her build, defiantly has a few more pounds on her but not too fat, just a little flab. Jackie’s bra comes off and I her c cup breasts for the first time, each one with a bolt through her large nipples. Jackie covers herself nervously as I stare.
“Turn around please,” I ask her.
I hear her whimper but she complies, as I see her back is covered with long scars that look nothing like stretch marks. I slide up behind her and wrap my arms around her waist pulling her body against mine. Jackie is rigid with terror and it takes me a second to figure out how to calm her down. I slowly turn her around and tilt her head up bringing her in for a kiss. It’s awkward at first and she’s still terrified when I break the kiss and look her dead in her eyes.
“You brought me in here, now I know you’re scared but you can either run from it and I’ll let you,” I tell her softly,” or you can stand your ground.”
I feel her wrap her arms around me again and I lean in and kiss her a second time, this time she’s more open and I feel her tongue a little as we stand there making out in our underwear. Jackie stops me after a few and goes to one of the back stalls in the shower after turning a few of the other showers on. I meet her back there and kiss her again, this time with more passion backing her against the cold tile. I start to trail my mouth down Jackie’s neck and lifting one breast with my hand start to suck on her nipple and the bolt.
“Don’t pull it out,” Jackie gasps as I work her nipple in my mouth.
I lower my posture so I am eye level with her chest while sucking her nipple; I figure it’s a good time to really warm her up. I take my free hands and pull off Jackie’s panties and throw them out of the stall. I push her legs apart a little and rub my fingers against her unshaved pussy finding her clit and rubbing it lightly. Jackie’s hands are all over the back of my head and my arms as I suck and finger her, I can hear her moaning as methodically rub her clit with one finger. Jackie starts moving her own hips against my fingers and I let her tit fall out of my mouth and dropping to my knees pick up one of her legs and bury my face in her pussy.
“Oh shit that’s too much,” Jackie gasps as I suck on her clit.
Jackie’s pussy is sweet and warm as I suck her clit; I use my hands to hold her up and in place while I work her over. I’m getting hard but I want to give her an orgasm before fucking her senseless. The sunburn over the past few days kept me away from Abigail and Bethany but it’s down to a dull sting now as she grips my head like a vise. Jackie starts bucking her pussy against my face and moaning louder I get a little liquid running down my chin as she hits her orgasm. I stand up and hold Jackie’s body up till her senses come back to her. She looks up at me with a dopey grin and sticking her hand in my shorts starts rubbing my cock till it’s hard.
“Oh shit, need the condom,” Jackie says freezing the situation in place as she head back to her clothing and fishes it out of her jacket pocket.
Once back in the shower stall Jackie pulls my shorts down and rips the condom package open before rolling it onto my cock and standing up straight. I turn Jackie around and bend her over at the waist. She puts her forearms against the wall and lowers her head as I rub my cockhead against her slit slowly before finding her pussy hole and slowly sliding half my cock inside. I hear Jackie whimpering and keep myself inside her while marveling at how tight she is, I can’t feel any texture thanks to the condom but it’s tight enough that I decide to take my time and slowly begin thrusting my cock half way in and out of her pussy.
It’s a maddening pace for me considering I haven’t had a good hard fucking since Katy a week ago but Jackie’s not begging for it to stop as I keep it slow and easy. I watch as one of Jackie’s hands drops from the wall and moves I assume between her legs rubbing her clit. I look down and can see more of her cum on the condom so I push in all the way. As soon as I’m all in Jackie’s head rocks backwards and she grunts loudly at the invasion, I take my hands off her hips and reach up under her chest taking a tit in each hand and start massaging them as I grind my cock in her pussy.
“Do you want it harder or should I keep it soft,” I ask Jackie giving her small thrusts of my cock.
“Can you do it without hurting me,” Jackie asks looking back to me over her shoulder.
I smile and let go of her tits and standing up straight back my cock out of her pussy till it’s just the head inside her before slamming the whole seven and a half inches deep into Jackie’s pussy. She squeals a bit at the shock of it and moves her hand from her pussy to her mouth. I continue back all the way out and slamming it back in when Jackie looks back at me with a desperate look on her face. I us both down in the stall till we’re on our knees and Jackie’s hands are underneath her face before taking her hips and jack hammering my cock hard and fast in and out of her pussy. I can hear Jackie grunting as I pound her pussy and the tightness is becoming too much for me as feel myself getting close. I stop buried inside Jackie before pulling out and rolling her onto her back, she looks at me confused and slightly dazed as I spread her legs and push back inside her pussy.
I wrap my arms up under Jackie’s and hold her head as I resume my frantic pace. Jackie looks at me with that same scared desperate look when I make eye contact and feeling the tingle in the base of my cock start cumming into the condom. I go rigid and somewhere in the blur I feel her hands on my body pulling me against her. I lay there with my head resting next to Jackie’s as she rubs my back soothing my mood and when I pull up to see her face she’s got a sweet smile on before kissing me lightly and helping me get off her body and out of her pussy.
We get me cleaned up a little and dressed before quietly exiting the showers. The girl guarding the door nods to Jackie before heading back to the recreation room. I let Jackie lead me back outside to the sheds and once out there she sits me on the bench and sits down next to me.
“I didn’t think guys could be like that,” Jackie says leaning against me.
“I’m going to guess you’ve known some ain’t shit guys in your life,” I reply warmly.
Jackie doesn’t answer and I don’t pry into her past as we sit calmly before being joined by a few more girls. Most of them look at me like they know what I did but they don’t say anything as they talk with Jackie. I figure this is my chance to step away and after nudging Jackie and getting up I see her nod and continue chatting. Once back inside I see Loretta still at her desk and sit down across from her.
“We’re you safe,” Loretta asks without looking up from her paperwork.
“Yeah, is what happened with me and Jackie a problem,” I ask back.
Loretta shakes her head no and closes the file folder in front of her before grabbing her purse and leading me to another office with a heavy set Latino woman inside.
“I’m done for the day and I’ll be out with my son if there’s and emergency,” Loretta tells the woman before we leave.
We head back to the car and as soon as we’re on the streets Loretta decides that we’re going to the mall. Once in the parking lot I can see this one is a lot bigger than the one I go to back home, two floors and its own theater built in.
“Hey, we need to get you a few nice shirts and some slacks,” Loretta tells me.
I remember the pre-Derek and Heather me and have to catch up to Loretta. Once inside she drags me off to a ‘young men’s’ designer store and starts looking at polo shirts and khakis. After about half an hour and three different stages of trying on things she picks I can see her getting frustrated with my not wanting to wear dress clothes.
“Okay, you need to try to work with me on these clothes, they’re not going to kill you,” Loretta tells me after I come out of the changing room in my original gear.
“I don’t like dress clothes, got out of wearing them this past year,” I tell her,” they make me feel like a pussy.”
“Mark and his son like them just fine and I remember your father being okay with them so what’s wrong with you and these clothes,” Loretta asks on the defensive.
I explain more about the Derek and Heather thing that happened, I tell her about how I always was the good guy and about when I snapped and burned all the old clothes. She sits patiently and listens to me before grabbing two dress shirts, one in black and one in white and some black slacks.
“Okay, so this is your nice clothes while you’re down here,” Loretta tells me with a level of finality.
I want to object but I figure I won’t have to wear them all the time as she pays for the items and we head to the food court. We settle on pizza for lunch and chat calmly when she starts staring at some kids playing around their parents. I turn and see the children just running around and acting crazy but when I turn back to Loretta she’s got the ‘about to cry’ look on her face.
“I can barely remember you back then. I know you were trying to be nice in the office today but I only have a handful of sober memories of you playing as a child,” Loretta tells me with tears in her eyes.
“I didn’t try to be nice in the office, I was being honest,” I tell her taking her hand,” I’m not known anymore for being especially nice to a lot of people. When Mark ambushed me I honestly thought I should just leave and let your family hang in the breeze. I am not nice but they are.”
I pull out my phone and show her a picture of Korinna, Katy and Mathilda. I let her take the phone and she wipes her tears looking at it.
“That’s my nice side; I ask them when I’m going too far with most things. I saved Katy from someone worse than you were last year and she said you deserved a second chance,” I tell her squeezing her hand,” I hate being away from them, I miss them like crazy. I just figure that either we can settle on everything that happened in the past or we don’t.”
We sit in more silence as Loretta regains her composure and once she’s okay we dispose of our trays and she drags me off to a more modern clothing store. A lot of cargo pants and witty t-shirts with some studded belts and boots line the store. I let her start going through the different pieces until she’s got some button up polyester shirts with better looking patterns and some long shorts. Once she pays she drags me back to a fitting room and steps inside for a minute and after looking around lifts the front of her blouse up exposing her stomach to me, I back up for a second until I see tattoo with ‘my best little Guy’ and a baby picture face on her stomach on the right side. Loretta lowers her top and steps out.
“I got that after your Dad divorced me because I figured I’d never see you again,” Loretta tells me somberly,” Now take me to where you are getting your tattoo.”
I get led out of the mall and give her the directions to the tattoo parlor, it’s a twenty minute drive and once there Loretta wastes no time getting out of the car and leads me inside. Once in I recognize the girl at the counter and the old man from my first visit. The girl gets a sour look when she sees Loretta.
“Ma’am may I help you,” the girl asks Loretta.
“Whoever is in charge tell them that a parent needs to speak with them,” Loretta responds causing the girl to look over at her Grandfather.
I watch the old man start to get up but Loretta wastes no time heading behind the counter and sits down in a chair next to him.
“This is your place,” Loretta says more than asks,” and you tattooed my under eighteen year old child without parental consent.”
“Listen lady, I don’t know who you are but the boy wanted a tattoo and he’s got one, it’s not done but that’s between him and my boy Smitty,” the old man answers plainly.
“Oh I’m not mad, I’m his mother and I’m giving you the consent,” she tells him getting a weird reaction from the girl and her grandfather.
“You’re not here to file some complaint or press charges,” the girl asks.
“No, I just wanted you to know that his business is good here and there’s going to be no trouble,” Loretta tells her turning her attention back to the old man,” Is everything okay now?”
The old man nods and smiles at Loretta who gets up and leads me back out of the store and to her car. We’re heading down the road back to home when she sees me just staring at her confused.
“If I told them that I didn’t want you to get anymore work and that they were in trouble I’m guessing you’d get pretty pissed off at me,” Loretta asks plainly.
I nod and see she’s smiling from the driver’s seat. I shake my head at the situation, first she doesn’t want me to get one now I have permission. We pull into the driveway and get the car parked in the garage, I unload the few clothes that I Loretta bought for me and get them too my room passing Bethany’s open door. I casually look in to see her and Abigail going over what Abigail is going to wear on the date tonight.
I figure get my own clothing situated for the ‘date’ before texting Carlos and making sure things are cool. He replies that it should be fine and that he’s thinking about taking Abigail to a movie at the mall to keep things on the ‘safe’ side. I ask if Marta is good with seeing a movie and he doesn’t reply. I figure he got busy and note that it’s only two in the afternoon. I chill out and send off messages to my girls back home about my plans for the evening. Korinna seems more depressed, Katy is supportive and Mathilda is ‘threatening’ me with sexual abuse when I get back. I chuckle and make a note to get some one on one time with Mathilda when I get back but it’s Kori I’m worried about and shoot Jun a notice asking him and Natsuko to check up on her cause I think things are getting too distant. He lets me know that his sister is on it and not to worry. Kori being the first and coolest of all three girls was really okay letting me go when it happened but I’m worried more about her now that it’s been almost a week.
My door jumps open and Mark Jr. is there with an expectant look on his face as he closes the door and sits down on the couch.
“So we’re taking my little sister out on a double date,” Mark tells me with some concern.
“Yeah, Carlos from her school and I’m seeing his sister Marta,” I give him the details plainly.
“No I mean I’m driving you all down there and I’m going to be back up,” Mark more informs me than asks.
“Dude you need to chill the hell out, I get she’s your sister but I’ll be there and nothing bad is going to happen to her,” I tell him trying to calm him down,” I’ll agree to you driving us down there but don’t be hanging out over our shoulders, if you want just keep close and I’ll text you if something happens.”
We come to the agreement that he’ll be in the area if anything goes wrong and I get left alone in my room again wondering if he’s this protective of everything in the house. I decide it’s a good time for another shower since I had a good time with Jackie earlier.
I get out of the shower and take my time getting ready, Black button up shirt with some tribal designs in red on the chest and short sleeves with my dark blue jeans and boots; I grab my coat and head down to Bethany’s room and see her helping Abigail with some light makeup. I lean in the doorway and take note of Abigail, a simple yellow skirt and a plain white button up blouse. I can admire her for going the simple route not too enticing but still damn cute.
“She’s already for a date,” Bethany announces putting away the makeup.
I lead Abigail down to the garage and Mark is waiting with his car, I get in the back and Abigail get’s in the front before we’re off and down the road. It’s almost a half an hour trip but we’re there a few minutes before five. Mark gives me the big brother look and I nod as Abigail and I head into the mall.
We walk around a little bit before heading to the theater and I text Carlos to tell him that we’re here. Instead of a reply Carlos shows up from the theater lobby in khakis and a white dress shirt. He smiles as he sees Abigail and me standing there.
“Hey I didn’t think you’d show,” Carlos says to Abigail a little surprised.
“Well it is a double date. Where’s Marta,” Abigail asks quizzically.
“Your date is on her way here, Mom kept her around for a bit but she’s got a ride and will be by here in a few, we can get seats now if you two want,” Carlos explains heading inside.
“I’ll wait for her out here man, but I’ll get the tickets for you two first and buy ours when I she gets here,” I tell Carlos feeling generous about the situation.
I hand off their tickets to the movie and sit down on a bench out in front of the theater and wait for Marta. It’s quiet once the movies get closer to starting and I check my clock to see the movie started already. I shake it off and keep my watch for Marta. After an hour I wonder about shooting Carlos a text message but it’s a movie and that’s rude, so I decide text Mark and asking him how he’s doing. Mark replies that he’s just chatting up a hottie and if things are cool, I say it’ll be fine and put my phone away.
After two hours of waiting I’ve got my coat on and hood up, needless to say I am in a foul mood. I just got played for a fool, Carlos played me. The movies let out and I see Carlos and Abigail talking pleasantly when I see the couple behind them, I recognize Marta from the school and they skinny Latino boy with his arm around her waist who was with them when I greeted Abigail. I quickly text that the movie is over and where Abigail is to Mark with an ‘I’m fucking done’, I get an ‘oh shit’ reply and pull my hood up before they couples get out of the theater lobby. As soon as they are all the way out I stand up from the bench and as soon as everyone but Abigail sees me I get the ‘oh shit’ looks.
“Hey are you Guy, I’m Romeo,” the skinny guy says holding out his hand,” I tried to find you in the lobby when the movie started but didn’t see you.”
I take my eyes off Carlos and just stare a hole into ‘Romeo’ causing him to back up next to Marta. Abigail is confused and starting to ask questions when I stop her.
“Hey I must have heard Carlos wrong when he said I was going to be a part of this double date,” I say with sick venom,” you all get something to eat, I’m out.”
“Hey girls, can I talk to Guy alone for a minute,” Carlos asks.
The girls leave taking Romeo with him and I see Carlos trying to figure out how he’s going to explain himself to me. I don’t give him the opportunity and walk away, I hear him call after me but if I hear anymore words I’m gonna kill someone. I get to the opposite end of the mall and sit down on a bench, I have a message from Abigail asking me where I went off too but I tell her not to worry and have a good time.
It isn’t too long after that I get a text from Carlos saying that Abigail is worried about me and to come back and talk with them so he can explain. I don’t reply to the message and try to figure the whole situation out. Carlos must have been watching Abigail for a while but didn’t have any approach to ask her out, I expressed interest in his sister and offer a double date which gives him a play that he can get her out without making himself look foolish. Then his sister brings her actual date and he can at least get his foot in the door talking with Abigail. I almost wanna get ‘tool’ tattooed on my forehead but decide against it as I hunker down for a few more minutes before texting Mark that I’m leaving to cool off or something.
I get outside and just start walking around the mall’s sidewalk trying to cool off. I want to go back in and beat Carlos to death but then I get to watch Abigail freak out as her nice semi normal date ends in police questions and me in hand cuffs. I start to plan an ambush or something and nearly walk into someone.
“Hey cabron, watch where the fuck you going,” I hear a slightly feminine voice yell at me.
I look up and realize that I’m staring at a 5’9” angry Latino female in a jean jacket and matching pants and a white tank top under the coat. Normally she’d be hot but right now I’m too pissed off to care and wave her off as I continue my laps of the mall. Another minute and I get called to by an unfamiliar voice.
“Hey you are you Guy,” the woman I met a minute ago asks.
“Yeah, what the fuck do you want,” I ask really not in the mood for anyone.
“Well fuck you too man, Carlos sent me out here to find you cause I’m late for the date,” she tells me taking a defensive attitude.
I think on what Carlos said earlier, my date was on the way. He didn’t say Marta but when we talked earlier in the week and that’s who he said I was gonna be seeing. Awesome, not only do I get played out but it’s a bait and switch.
“Well that’s awesome,” I respond to her,” so you’re here now but guess what, I’m not really interested in going through more bullshit today so head inside and tell Carlos thanks but no thanks.”
“Excuse me I ain’t your fucking messenger and what the fuck you mean by bullshit,” She asks matching my anger.
“Not your fucking business, especially when I take your cousin’s fucking head and bust it open like a piñata and go looking for candy after the shit he just pulled,” I reply turning around and continuing my walk.
I can hear her walking after me but I ignore it as I figure she’s on the phone and either talking to Carlos in Spanish or trying to get a fast ride the fuck away from me. I start to get my iPod loaded up when the girl cuts me off again.
“Okay, I just talked to Carlos and he said that I need to bring you back inside so he can explain,” she says trying to take me by the shoulder.
“Get your fucking hand off me or my kind and friendly nature you’ve been seeing will turn really nasty,” I growl at her stopping dead in my tracks.
I watch her stop in her tracks and almost let go of my coat when I see her eyes, all fire and no hesitation. She throws one punch and I’m really going to be in for a fight, I thought Carlos knew how to hold his shit but this female has his fucking number from what I can see.
“Listen, I got roped into this because my cousin said you were a hard ass,” She starts in,” We met under some bad shit, your name is Guy, mine is Imelda. Now for the last time please come with me and afterwards we can get the fuck out of here.”
I should just walk away and leave this alone, every time people want to explain something it’s them trying to justify why they screwed you over. I shake Imelda’s hand off my shoulder and follow her back inside the mall. It takes us a minute to get back to the food court and I see everyone is more or less eating and chatting when all four of them see me and stop altogether. I keep a decent distance from their table and watch as Carlos decides to get up and approach me.
“Okay homes I know you’re pissed off but let me explain,” Carlos starts with his explanation,” I talked to Marta about the date, I really did. But she’s been with Romeo for a year now and didn’t want to go out with you, when you set up the date I called Imelda and asked her to be your date since I figured you two would get along. I know you’re upset but I just wanted a chance to really sit down and talk to Abby. Can you understand my point?”
“Yeah, I can understand. I understand that when we had this talk the first time you were all about a double date with Abigail and Marta. I also understand that while I held to my end of the date deal you fucking backed out and pulled a switch job without even trying to explain it to me,” I tell him getting more angry.
“I just didn’t want you to back out, can you at least be reasonable about this,” Carlos pleads trying to keep things under control.
“Reasonable, we make an agreement and you break it. Reasonable was me not beating the fucking shit out of your cheating ass when you got out of the theater,” I growl,” Doesn’t matter what you say now, you could have just told me days ago. I’m guessing the reason you keep your friends around you at school is so nobody kicks the shit out of your lying ass.”
I can see he’s torn by the idea of me beating the hell out of him or my telling Abigail what really happened. I look past him and see Abigail staring at me expectantly. I smile at Carlos and push past him motioning to Imelda to wait where she is.
“So I didn’t get the whole story straight the first time and now I need to get my date with Carlos’s cousin going so she doesn’t feel bad,” I tell Abigail putting on a more friendly face,” you make sure you have a good time and just call Mark when you need a ride home.”
I see Abigail nod and she takes my hand and squeezes it to let me know I’m being nice for her. I don’t even look at Marta and Romeo as I head back to Imelda. I glare down Carlos as I walk past and Imelda matches my pace as we start walking the mall.
“So what do we do now,” Imelda asks.
“I don’t give a fuck what we do, pick something,” I tell her still agitated.
I see Imelda’s face turn sour and she grabs my arm and drags me off to a public restroom hallway where there are no people walking around. As soon as we’re in the hall I watch her check the ends before getting shoved against the wall and slams her mouth into mine in an angry kiss. I’m not ready for a kiss but I let it go for a minute until she breaks it and stares me down a little.
“I like hard ass, hard ass is a real problem to find when all I get are out of high school pussies who think hard is football practice,” Imelda tells me,” Now I want a decent fucking date with some food and a movie before I take you back to my home and we have some good hot sex.”
I don’t know if I look it but in my head I’m stunned by the sheer level of pissed off and demanding that I have in front of me making her mission statement for the evening. It takes me a half a second to turn the tables and put her against the wall and slam my mouth into Imelda’s.
“I got the money but you need to decide where the fuck you want to go,” I tell her finally breaking the kiss.
I detangle from each other and have a few other teens staring, I generally ignore it but I watch as Imelda takes a few steps before stopping and staring at a guy.
“If you don’t stop looking at me I’ll take one of your fucking balls if I can find them,” Imelda growls as we leave the hall.
I let her decide on the movie, an action flick thank god. And it gives us enough time to eat at a little burger shop in the mall with real seating before the show. I let her order for herself and once we order I can tell she wants to talk so I finally take off my hood trying to open myself up to her.
“You had no clue I was your date for tonight. Nice one Carlos,” Imelda says or asks but I can’t tell which.
“Yeah, had no clue you even existed. Thought I was gonna get a chance to hit it off with Marta,” I reply,” but I don’t think kicking the shit out of Romeo would get her interested.”
Imelda chuckles at the statement. I tell her about this being just a fucked up vacation for me and that I’m not going to be around after five weeks. We discuss past relationships and when I bring up Heather and Derek I watch her get visibly angry.
“See that shit is why I don’t want my boyfriends to be hanging out with bitches I haven’t fought,” Imelda bursts out as our food is served.
“Well after that I got some better quality girlfriends and they really keep me level. Most of the time,” I tell her smirking.
“Oh shit you cheating on your girlfriend while you’re down here,” Imelda stopping the whole conversation.
I explain the relationship scenario to her and show her some of the pictures of the girls to help illustrate my honesty in the whole deal. She hands me my phone back and we resume eating. I pay the check and we get to the theater with a few minutes to spare. I check my clock and see it’s nine at night and shoot a text message off to Mark that I have shit taken care of for me and I’ll text him later when I’m out of the movie. I get a reply saying that he’s got Abigail in the car and that she’s smiling about the evening and he’ll tell her that I’m okay.
As we sit and watch the movie I notice the armrest get moved up and Imelda takes off her jean jacket and gets inside my coat forcing me to put my arm around her. We cuddle in and I decide to push my luck by letting my hand rest on Imelda’s chest. I feel her shift and take my hand off before putting it back inside her tank top giving me full access to her firm breast.
“I want to finish the movie so just relax and don’t fuck this up,” Imelda tells me still watching the screen.
I feel her nipple a little through her bra and it gets hard with a little rubbing before I just rest my hand around the whole thing and relax. I figure she’s a b cup but get distracted by the gunfight on screen and relax in a decent movie. Ninety minutes of guns and explosions is a hell of a lot better than bullshit drama for two hours and as we head out of the theater I watch Imelda put her jacket back on to cover her shoulders as we hit the parking lot. I go looking for a car or truck but get a little interested when Imelda leads me to a decent looking Yamaha motorcycle. I take the helmet she pulls out of the storage spot under the seat and fasten it on before taking my seat behind her and grip her hips with my hands as we head down the road.
I realize that I’ve never been on a bike before when at the first turn I feel her lean and when I don’t we wobble a little bit and she slows down so I can hear her yell at me to lean with her. I get the rhythm down and after about ten minutes of riding I can see we’re in a not so well off neighborhood as we pull into what I can assume is her place.
“Not the worst place I’ve been taken after a date,” I tell Imelda handing her back the second helmet.
“Yeah well my mom and I can’t afford better so it’s her palace, I just help with the bills,” Imelda tells me with a little bit of pride.
I follow her inside and it’s a lot cleaner than I thought as we head through the living room and into what I can assume is her bedroom in the back. I have just enough time to get inside before Imelda closes the door behind me and shoves me onto the bed and gets on top of me. I waste no time grabbing at her body and we jam our mouths together in a war for dominance. It’s dark but there’s just enough light from the outside that I can see her as we break from the kiss/fight and she sits up and pulls her jacket off and yanks her tank top off. I pull my arms out of my coat and quickly undo the buttons on my shirt when my phone lights up with a call. I push Imelda off and stand up answering the call.
“Guy where are you, Mark and Abigail are home but they said your date was late. Do you need a ride honey,” I get asked by Loretta before I can even say hello.
“No I’m fine, listen I’m really tired and will be home first thing in the morning I promise,” I tell Loretta as Imelda undoes my pants and takes my half hard cock out.
“Are you sure honey I can come where you are and get you later if you are still out having fun,” Loretta offers.
“It’ll be okay, I promise I’ll call if things go sideways on me and I need help,” I tell Loretta as I watch Imelda roll onto her back and take half my cock in her mouth while pulling her jeans and panties off.
“Alright well you have fun and be back soon tomorrow,” Loretta tells me ending the call.
I drop my phone onto my coat and grab Imelda’s breasts with my hands causing her to moan on my cock. I can see down Imelda’s whole body in the low light as she works my cock and crawl up the bed keeping my cock in her mouth and once I get my face in position start to tongue her clit slowly. Imelda’s pussy has some fine little hairs and tastes salty in a good way; I can feel her pause for a second before resuming her ‘job’ as we get into a groove with our sixty nine.
“Okay, get up and lay on your back,” Imelda tells me taking my cock out of her mouth.
I decide to comply with her request and roll onto my back only to have her take my head and straddle my face with her pussy.
“I’m gonna fuck your face raw,” Imelda tells me pulling my mouth to her clit.
I figure it’s good to give a little so I grab her hips with my hands and bury my tongue in Imelda’s pussy hole. I can feel her tense up but I hold her like a vice as she starts to grab at my hands for something to hold onto after pawing at my head for hair I don’t have. I hear her moaning and with her accent it’s really sexy and I bring one hand all the way around Imelda’s him and start rubbing her clit speed up my tongue lapping at her pussy. The new sensation get’s Imelda talking to me in Spanish but since she’s not slapping me I speed up till she starts thrashing and bucking against my face. It takes about a minute but I feel her pussy contract a little on my tongue as Imelda’s entire body locks up with her first orgasm.
I roll her onto her side and get my face out of Imelda’s pussy as she starts to catch her breath. I can see she’s relaxing but I’m not in the mood to wait as I move up to Imelda’s head and after turning her to face my cock shove the whole length into her mouth. The first blowjob was good but now I’m gonna get off and she’s gonna take it like I did for her. I grip the hair on the back of Imelda’s head and start fucking her face hard and fast. I can feel Imelda gag but she doesn’t freak out like I’ve had happen before, it takes me a second but I see as I’m fucking her face she’s already fingering her pussy. I keep one hand on her head as I take the other and pinch her nipple. I can start to feel that tingle as I hammer Imelda’s face with my cock and decide to go for broke forcing my cock all the way into her mouth and shooting cum directly into her throat.
As I’m cumming I feel Imelda’s hands go to the one on her head and getting me to loosen up my grip a little as she resumes bobbing her mouth on my cock. I place my hand on the wall to keep my balance as Imelda works the last of my cum out of my cock before letting me fall out of her mouth.
“If I ever meet any of your girlfriends I’m thanking them,” Imelda gasps sitting up from her bed a little.
“Who knows what will happen,” I reply lying down on my back.
I start to catch my breath but Imelda seems to have other ideas as she shifts her body around and starts sucking my cock again. It’s almost painful having cum so hard only to have her sucking on me and I almost try to stop her but decide to let her work at it. The ‘pain’ subsides and Imelda has me hard again and pulls me up from lying down. I watch as she turns around and I get on my knees as she backs her ass up to my cock before taking the head and lining it up with her pussy hole.
“Now don’t take your time and fuck me hard,” Imelda tells me turning her head so I can see her smirk.
I take her hips in my hands and slam the length of my cock deep into her pussy getting a moan from both of us. Imelda’s pussy is slick and soaked in her cum making my next thrust even easier than the first. I don’t hit bottom but I’m balls deep in her pussy and start working my cock in and out in hard, long strokes. I can see she likes it but she looks back at me almost asking if I’m getting tired. I get the idea and after backing my cock a few inches out of Imelda’s pussy reach my left hand up and take a handful of her black hair in my fist and violently pull her head back while slamming my cock inside. She grunts at the first thrust but I don’t stop going all out hard, fast and deep. I can see her face a little as I turn her head; it’s all contorted in pain and pleasure. We’re both grunting and moaning as I fuck Imelda’s pussy trying either breaking it or hitting bottom. I take my right hand a slap Imelda’s ass cheek with a quick slap which get’s her attention fast. Another slap and she grabs my hand and pulls me forward to get me a little deeper inside her. I can feel myself getting closer to orgasm as she starts muttering something in Spanish, I shake my hand with her hair in it and feel her start to gush onto my cock which sends me over my limit and I fall forward with the last thrust burying my cock deep inside Imelda’s pussy, collapsing her body onto the bed and lying down on top of her back still grunting and shooting into her pussy.
I don’t know how long we lay there with me on top of her but somewhere along the way I fall out of Imelda’s pussy and manage to roll my body off her back, trying to catch my breath. I finally look over at Imelda to see she’s looking at me lazily and smiling.
“Well was that something to take back with you when you head back home,” Imelda asks grinning mischievously.
“Yeah, still gonna kick the shit out of Carlos but that was defiantly worth it,” I tell her rolling onto my side and putting an arm across her back.
“Yeah well in the morning I’m gonna get more of that cock in me,” Imelda tells me softly,” just want it slow and sweet tomorrow, got a problem with that?”
I roll her onto her side and spoon up behind Imelda as she starts to doze off. I still owe Carlos payback for screwing around with me about the date but more importantly I need to focus on what to do with Abigail. I know she likes the attention he’s giving her but do I really want to hurt her with the truth about him and me just to make him feel like shit. Fuck it, I’ll figure this shit out tomorrow after I get home and with that I drift off to sleep.You’re not done with me yet fans, I know a lot of people have been worried about me quitting in the middle of the story. Not gonna happen, I’m just taking more time putting them out and I want to tell the people who pm me that I did listen to you and love the positive feedback. And to the guy who decided to pm me with the sex criticism, yes you were right. The scenes were too short and not descriptive like they used to be, now shut upïƠ. More parts to come and longer parts at that, any questions?

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The Rest Stop: Part 2

Ok here is part 2 of rest stop! This story is divided into two parts. One part is Alyssa and the second is her mother Allison. Thank you guys for enjoying part 1 and hope you enjoy part 2!

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Coming Home Gay…

Coming home gay
(Episode 2)
My stay at uncle Donnie’s was finally over. We’d had wild exceptionally sensual sex almost every night. I was sad to have to leave but I was also excited to explore my new found sexual knowledge on a boy my own age. I was sure of my sexuality now. I’m gay!
There was still a lot of summer left and my Boy Scout troop had several trips I was looking forward to. There was a boy 2 years younger than me who I liked buddy-ing with on the outings. His name was Bobby, 15 yrs old, slim like me, about 5’3” and 110 lbs. He had mocha colored skin as smooth as any I’d ever seen. This was the boy I fantasized about when I had my gay spank sessions. He was perfect in every way.
We’d had a few experiences while camping. Late at night when everyone else was asleep and we were awake, we’d wrestle around in the tent and on many occasions had felt each other’s hard on. Until now, I had never really thought about full blown sex with Bobby outside of my spanking fantasies but now I couldn’t stop thinking about the possibilities. The next trip with the Boy Scouts was a week-long trip most of us referred to as summer camp. It was several days away and the longest wait I’ve ever had in my life.
The day of travel finally arrived. We were on our way to summer camp, 7 days & 7 nights in a remote area of the San Bernardino Mountains, alone in a tent every night with the boy of my wildest red hot fantasies. My stomach was tied in knots all the way there.
We arrived at the site, it was a 2 hour hike with all of our gear on our backs to the camp ground. When we got there, we set up our tent as we always did, in the most remote corner of camp. No one seemed to take any notice of it because we had always been the outsiders in the troop. I was glad for this because it made our privacy that much easier. We set up camp and headed for the showers. We always took a shower before dinner. I wondered if I would be able to shower with Bobby without getting an instant hard-on. We got to the showers and undressed, I went into the stalls first, Bobby was always really slow to get in the shower. I began washing, Bobby entered the stall next to me. The stalls were separated by only a few old wooden boards that ran from about knee height to just below chest level. It took only a slight lean in the direction of the next stall to see anything you wanted to see. As I washed I could feel my cock growing. It didn’t help that I repeatedly stroked it with a handful of soft soap. I tried several times to see if Bobby was as excited as I was but he kept his back to me most of the time. He caught me peaking a couple of times and smiled as he looked over his shoulder at me. I was just as happy with the view I had of his gorgeous little brown ass though.
After our shower, we headed to dinner at the camp center. Dinner was long and drawn out, they made announcements, laid out the schedule and went over camp rules. I don’t remember much, I was fixated on the boy I was going to camp with for the next week. I think I might have made him a little uncomfortable looking at him so much but no one else noticed.
Camp dinner was finally over and we headed back to camp. The sun was already below the horizon and it was getting dark fast. It was about a 20 walk back to where we were camped and when we got there it was completely dark. I was so excited!! I knew however that I had to take it slow. If I moved too fast I would surely scare him away. Even though we’d had some feel-up sessions in the past, he had always stopped abruptly and shied away. I had to hold back as much as possible and make sure not to push too hard.
We went into the tent, changed into our pajamas and crawled into our sleeping bags. Neither of us ever slept right away on the camping trips. I laid there in my sleeping bag looking up through the top of the open tent and stared at the stars trying not to think about Bobby’s beautiful body and what I so desperately wanted to do with it. As dark as it was outside, there was a nearly full moon and I could see every perfect feature of Bobby’s adorable face.
Bobby was quieter than usual and I wondered if he was nervous from all of my staring that day. I decided not to try anything that night and rolled over to try to go to sleep. A few moments later I heard Bobby rustling around. I turned over to see what he was doing. He had thrown his sleeping bag open and was laying on top of it with his legs spread open wide, one hand behind his head and the other cupping what was an obvious boner. My heart skipped a beat. I followed suit and threw off the top of my sleeping bag. Not wanting to leave any doubt, I let my hard cock poke straight out so he could see it. I laid there on my side, facing him but not saying anything. He looked down at my hard-on and then back at me and smiled. Instead of the wrestling we had done in the past, I decided to try to move in slowly. I scooted over to him and nestled up against his warm body. He remained silent but we kept eye contact. Again, feeling like I might be rushing him, I began to lay my head down on his shoulder. Before I could get comfortable, he nudged my head with his shoulder as if he wanted me to move, I looked up and said “Tired?”, he shook his head no and rolled my direction. We locked legs and as we did I could feel the heat coming from his crotch. My heart began to pound out of my chest and without even thinking about it, we leaned into the softest most sensual kiss I’d ever dreamed of. We locked lips for a good minute or so. I couldn’t believe it!!! He was doing all of the moving!! We continued to kiss as our hands began to roam. I softly cupped his ass cheek with one hand and pulled gently to help grind our cocks together. We both began to thrust softly into each other, I thought my pants were going to catch fire! I had to see just how far Bobby wanted to go tonight so I moved back and laid flat on my back letting out a long sigh. “Aahhhhh
”. Bobby followed me to my side of the tent, perched himself at my side and went right for the fun bag. He reached down and grabbed my cock through my PJ’s. My head flopped onto my pillow and my eyes rolled back in my head. I reached down and grabbed hold of Bobby’s cock, it was hot like the center of my body. When I took hold, I gently pulled back & forth. He groaned with pleasure and again we began to kiss, this time with a little more fervor. We kissed and groped each other for what seemed like hours (probably a few minutes).
I decided to take the next step and pushed Bobby down on his back, continuing to rub ever so gently on his member. I then found the opening in the front of his PJ pants and worked it open enough to move in. As my hand entered I felt the hot throbbing skin of his perfectly sized cock. I wrapped my hand around his throbbing member, the feeling of skin to skin made me so hot, and I could tell it was working for him as well. I worked my hand back out of his pants but with a firm grasp on his cock brought it out as well. His cock in hand now, I held it firm but gentle in an upright position. For a moment I just gazed at it. It was so beautiful, dark like the rest of his body and the perfect cock head pulsing and growing shinier with every pulse. I began to pump his shaft and he took in a deep breath. He began to breathe heavier as I pumped. I couldn’t take it anymore and decided to try his flavor. I began to move in, I reached his cock and, began to twirl my tongue around the perfect soft purple cock head. It was so hard and so soft at the same time. It obviously set him over the top because almost immediately he blasted loads of his tasty hot cum into my mouth. I continued to swirl my tongue around his cock as he shot his load, adding to the slickness and creating even more heat. His sweet load shot out so many times I lost count. Dripping down my tongue, and all over my lips, my chin and covering my hand, it covered most of my face. I sucked off the rest of the cum from Bobby’s dripping wet cock and licked what I could off of my face.
I sat back up to see Bobby’s face. His mouth was wide open and he was still breathing heavy. I laid back satisfied that I would be able to go further the next time. I rolled onto my side and pulled my sleeping bag over me. Bobby softly asked “do you want me to?”, I turned to him, softly kissed his soft swollen lips and answered, “next time, I’m really tired”. He smiled and rolled over into his sleeping bag. I slept really well that night.
The next day, we went out together to start our merit badge courses. We always took the easiest ones as we were not really interested in them, we just wanted to be able to finish quickly so we could mess around the rest of the day. One of the courses was called outdoor survival. I knew I wanted to take this one but had to convince Bobby. He thought it would be too much work but I explained that one of the requirements was that we had to build a remote campsite at least Πmile from anyone else with almost nothing and then spend the night in it. His eyed perked up at the idea and we signed up.
We finished a couple other courses by lunch time and then started out to look for our survival spot. We hiked around on the mountain for a while when we came upon the perfect spot. It was an opening between 2 boulders that were half buried in the hillside. We went right to work, gathering branches and leaves. We covered the top opening with branches until there was just a small opening in front for us to crawl in. We had to get it approved before we could use it so we headed back to camp to get a counselor. When we got back, he was very impressed at our design. He granted immediate approval for us to stay there that night. We were only allowed a single large item each and we both decided to take our sleeping bags. The camp counselor said that’s the item everyone takes.
We went off to dinner, neither of us could wait for dark. When dinner was over we rushed off to the tent to grab our bags and whatever we could carry in our pockets. I took a couple of candles, some matches and my secret bottle of lube! I wasn’t sure I’d be able to use it but I wasn’t going to be without if the opportunity arose.
When we got to the shelter, it was dark, Bobby had brought a flashlight so we could make our way there. We headed inside and laid out the sleeping bags. One of the survival techniques taught in the course is keeping warm in a cold environment and it is said that if you’re ever caught in extreme cold weather with a buddy, to sleep in the same sleeping bag. To go even further, if one or both people are at risk of hypothermia, they suggest the two people strip down because the body temperature skin to skin would keep both people much warmer. This made perfect sense to both of us but not the reason we wanted to share a bag. We explained to the counselor we were going to zip the bags together and share it as one large bag to keep us warmer. He applauded our knowledge of survival skills and headed back to camp leaving Bobby & I to our shelter for the night.
We crawled inside the shelter and climbed into the sleeping bag. We snuggled for a while not saying anything. After a few minutes, I asked, “So, you liked what I did last night then”? He whispered back, “Very much so”. We laid there a few minutes more when Bobby said softly, “I’d like to try it again tonight if you want to”. I raised my head to see his big beautiful smile, then I leaned in and kissed him. Sucking softly on his lower lip, he groaned and pulled away to tell me he was too hot in the sleeping bag. We unzipped it and threw off the top half covering the entire floor of our shelter with a soft pillow like cover. Bobby didn’t waste any time at all reaching for his pants and stripping them off, then his shirt. I followed. We lay there in the buff for a moment taking in the sight of each other’s bodies. Bobby was so sexy, dark skinned all over, no hair anywhere but a small patch circling his hard cock. Perfectly smooth skin and just enough muscle tone to highlight his thin limbs. His ass was absolutely perfect, tiny like mine but perfectly round and begging me to fuck it RAW!!! I moved in closer and pressed my body against his. He hesitated for a moment. “What if the counselor comes back”? I smiled and told him I had surrounded the shelter with dead branches so if anyone approached, we would hear it. He smiled, let a sigh and we began making out. Legs entwined, lips locked, we rocked back & forth rubbing our cocks together. After a few minutes of making out, Bobby pushed me off and propped me up against one side of the shelter. He then sat down in front of me and spread my legs open. Softly sweeping his hands from my knees, down my thighs and coming together at my cock, he took hold with both hands, propped it upright and moved right in. His tongue touched the head of my cock. It was velvety smooth and hot at the same time. He swirled his tongue around the head of my cock and flicked the mushroom shaped rim from my shaft upward. Then leaning in a little further, kissed my purple head, softly sucking on the tip. I hadn’t lit any candles yet but I could make out his smooth ass stuck in the air as he began to take more and more of my cock into his warm soft mouth. I guess I thought I would last longer but the sight of him sucking my cock and the thought of plowing his ass was too much. I warned as softly as I could, “Bobby, I’m going to cum”! He didn’t stop like I thought he would. Instead, he began firmly stroking my shaft a little faster and continued sucking on my tip. I laid back and let the first load shoot into his mouth. I grabbed 2 fists full of sleeping bag as my body shook with pleasure. Bobby didn’t let a single drop lose. He drank from my love stick until I was totally dry. He sat back and asked “How was that”? I smiled still a bit out of breath and said “Perfect, my turn”!
I’d had his cock the night before but I needed to taste it again! I pushed him back on the sleeping back and dove for his beautiful cock. I began stroking his shaft while twirling my tongue around his swollen head, much harder than the night before. I recalled the movies I’d seen at uncle Donnie’s house and moved into position and with one hand firmly stroking his cock, gently sucking on his tip, I reached between his ass cheeks with my free hand and pressed a finger in until I could feel his puckered hole. I gently massaged his hole and he let out a feverish “OOoohhh”!! A moment later, my mouth was full of his hot white juice. I drank the sweet nectar until he relaxed again and there was no more erupting.
We laid there for a while in silence when Bobby spoke, “That was way better than last night”! I rolled on my side next to him and noticed we both still had raging hard-ons. I ran my hand softly from the top of his chest down to his still swollen member and grabbed hold. He arched his back and gave a slight gasp. I wasn’t expecting his reaction but liked it. I looked at him and asked, “do you want to do more”? He hesitated for a moment and said “You mean”? I nodded yes. He said “But we don’t have any
” I put my finger up to his lips to hush him. I leaned in and kisses him softly on the lips. I could taste the cum still on his lips and was sure he could taste it too. I liked it. I leaned over to the pile of clothes next to me and reached into the pocket. I pulled out the bottle of lube my uncle had given me and showed him, smiling from ear to ear. His body relaxed as he exclaimed “oh fuck yes”!
We began to kiss again and I rolled over to straddle him. I began to reach for his cock when he stopped me, “please fuck me first”!
I sat up straight and rolled Bobby over on his tummy under me so that his perfectly tan tight ass faced me just below my rock hard cock. I poured some lube out on my cock and rubbed it around to cover it completely. What was left, dripped down into the crack of Bobby’s perky pooh hole. I added a few more drops to his crack and worked it in using my cock. I ran my cock up & down his crack, working it deeper with each pass until I could feel his hole with my tip. As I pushed gently, Bobby spread his legs a little to allow the best access. I pushed a bit more and felt the head of my cock squeezing into his tight hole. I pressed on and just like my uncles cock when he fucked me a few weeks earlier, I felt a slight pop as my cock head poked past his hole. I paused and heard Bobby grunt in pain. “Oh god, it hurts”! he said. I asked, “do you want me to not?” I felt his tight hole relax just a little and he laid his head back down and said, “No, please don’t stop, I want you to fuck me”. I waited a moment and began again to press my cock into Bobby’s beautiful, tight, hot ass. As I pushed in deeper, Bobby groaned but this time it was more of a pleasure groan. I looked down to see only about a half inch of my cock still outside Bobby’s hole. I pushed in to fill his ass completely. When I reached the hilt I paused, laid myself down on his back and kissed his shoulder. I could feel his ass tighten around my cock shaft every time we moved. He turned his head to the side and whispered, “please fuck me
”. I obliged, I began slowly working my cock out until only my head was left, then slowly back inside of him until I bottomed out again. It was the hottest feeling I’d ever experienced. Again Bobby whispered, “Fuck me, please fuck me hard!”.
I started to fuck my camping buddy faster. I propped myself up and planted my knees into the sleeping bag for traction. I plunged my cock into Bobby’s tight ass harder and faster each time. After a minute, I laid back down on his back and wrapped my arms around his chest, grasped as hard as I could and fucked that tight ass as hard and fast as I could. The friction was so hot I thought for sure I was going to tear Bobby’s ass. His tight hole felt like someone’s fingers wrapped around my cock, gripping it as hard as they could. Bobby yelped, “fuck yes”! “Fuck yes”! “fuck my ass”! I pumped his tight hole as hard as I could, my balls slapping against his with every thrust. Moments later, I was there, I came harder than I had ever cum before, pouring my hot cum deep inside Bobby’s love cavern. Just like my uncle and me, each time I squirted a load into Bobby, his tight hole would clamp down on my cock causing me to cum even harder! I blasted my load into Bobby’s hole. When the eruption subsided, I slid my still hard cock out of his bruised hole for the last time. I rolled off of Bobby, he rolled over as well to reveal that he too had cum, all over the sleeping bag, leaving a huge wet spot. He smiled at me, we were both quite out of breath. We moved to a dry spot on the sleeping bag, wrapped each other limbs tied and after a few passion filled kisses, fell fast asleep.
Fortunately it got cold that night and woke us up enough that we had to put our clothes on. Otherwise we would have been discovered by the camp counselors for sure.
-(Episode 3 as soon as I can muster it!)

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