Horror

Fantasy

Cryptid Unleashed

Kelly is broken down in the middle of no where. Brenic is a corpse feasting ghoul. And wouldn’t Brenic know it. A vampire just spotted the innocent Kelly. This girl can feed two it seems

Fantasy

A Vampire’s Goodbye.

Seventy years had passed since I last laid eyes on her. In those years, even though her body aged, she remained beautiful. Like a fine wine or an artist’s painting she had aged gracefully. Her hair still dark brown had just subtle streaks of white, her skin was slightly tan, reflecting her Hispanic roots, and her eyes still the magnificent auburn that captured my heart so long ago. It was always the eyes that held me, that pierced my very soul and made me want to return to her. I stared for what seemed like days, but only mere seconds had passed before she asked, “ Who are you? Not another doctor I hope.”
I knew she wouldn‘t recognize me.“ No, I’m not a doctor, just an old friend of your first husband.” I informed her.
Her heart speed up, drastically, I would have known regardless thanks to my enhanced senses, but the heart monitor attached to her chest informed us all. It’s the reason I finally came to see her, seventy years and I could never bring myself to look for her, for I knew if I had, I would have turned her into what I had become. Even though it is what I wanted, no, what I longed for, I did not want it for her. Why should I curse her with the evil I possessed. I had watched from afar , my family wither and die. One by one they passed, everyone I knew was dead, except her, she was the last of my human life that remained and the only part that I every really longed for. When I heard of her poor health, I decided it was time to see her and confess what happened to me. I wasn’t worried about her telling others my story, I didn’t think she would and even if she did no one would believe her, they would just blame it on the chemo.
“ What do you mean an old friend of my first husband. There is no way you could have known him, he died seventy years ago and you seem no older than twenty five.” She exclaimed.
“ I would like to tell you how I knew him but, I think it would be better if we were alone.” I told her as I glanced at her children and grandchildren. They had no need to hear my story, they were not of my blood, plus I couldn’t go telling everyone my secret, not unless I had a death wish. She looked up at her family and asked them out. To my surprise they left quickly, I thought they would have argued with her given the topic of my visit. As the last one left, I closed the door. I took a seat next to her and was greeted by her tears. I always hated it when she cried, those eyes already digging into my soul, ripped me to pieces when she cried. I took a long, deep breath and began my tale.
“ Your husband, he did die seventy years ago, but not completely , he lived on but as something else. I guess you remember his interest in the supernatural, especially vampires?” I asked and she nodded. “ Well, it was back in the year two thousand and ten, while on a trip to South America that he found a real one, actually he found three.”
“Wait, a minute.” She interrupted “ How do you know this and how did you know……..”
“Please, Let me finish.” I told her, as I continued. “ He was in Peru at the time, his ship had docked and was not set to leave for five days. Two of his shipmates and himself set out one night for a local bar. He was looking just for a drink, as usual, his friends had other things on their minds. The only bar in sight was a dark and crowded place. Out of options they went inside and bought a few drinks. This bar was not a place for outsiders. Your husband knew that it was a place for the supernatural, He could feel it, so he watched his back, weary of the kind of people that took the fascination to far. After a few hours, three of the most beautiful women approached them. These women had the looks of goddesses, they were so graceful in their movements that they seemed to float rather than walk. He suspected they were triplets, for they looked the same, Very pale skin, tall, slender and their eyes were deep red almost black. The only difference was the hair, one blond, one black, one red. Your husband, always the gentleman, greeted the women but kept an eye on them. He had the feeling that these women were not just pretending but just might be the real thing.
After some conversation about the who, what, where, when, why of their lives, he realized that the women had yet to spare any details about themselves. It bothered him that they said nothing but only asked questions, almost like they were sorting them out. He didn’t realize when his buddies left the table but, suddenly he was alone with the women. He knew that he had better leave and got up to say goodbye. As he walked back to the docks, he could not get his mind off the women, his curiosity over the supernatural had him wondering. He was so deep into his thoughts that he had passed the docks completely and traveled a good distance. He turned to go back and there they were, the women, were standing in front of him, they appeared out of nowhere and he was helpless to fight them off. His body was frozen, not out of fear but interest. They approached him, took him in their arms, and he passed out. He awoke in what was at one time a plantation house on the coast. It was deserted and had been for a while. It reeked of death and dust.
“I won’t tell you all that happened to him, I don’t want to upset you.” I explained. “ It would do you no good to hear of his pain, his suffering, or his death. I will tell you though, his last thoughts were of you, he has killed with your name on his lips and tears in his eyes.”
Even though I didn’t speak it aloud I couldn’t help but go through what happened in my mind. The women dragged me up to what once was a glorious bedroom. The air was thick and stale, it too smelled of dust and decay, but for a strange reason I liked it. Candles were everywhere, thick black curtains covered the windows, they would block out any light that tried to intrude. There was no bed, only big pillows, dozens of them laid out all over the floor. I didn’t resist, I wanted this, I knew what was coming and desired it with every fiber in my body. I fell onto the pillows and the women fell on me. Their hands were all over my body, touching and squeezing every inch of my flesh. My clothes, torn from my body. It didn’t matter anyway, the pure ecstasy I was experiencing had my mind spinning with pleasure. The black haired one kissed my lips and her tongue assaulted my mouth, her breath, her saliva, entered my mouth and tasted sweet, tasted like life but seemed to promise death. She kissed with passion, fury, and need. I had yet to experience a pleasure like that from anything, it felt like I had an orgasm from her kiss, maybe I did. As we continued, I could feel lips on my chest, kissing and nipping up and down. The red head was gently sucking my nipples and running her hands up and down my chest, clawing gently with her nails. Again this too felt like I was cumming over and over. My head was spinning with pleasure. I should have known only death would come from this but the thought did not bother me.
I wondered where the blond had gone, Like she was responding to my thoughts , I felt her between my legs. Her nails scratching down my thighs, her breasts pressed against my leg and her lips, oh god yes, her lips were gently kissing my skin, starting from my feet and moving up. She grabbed my cock with one hand and with the other probed my ass and took my prostate hostage. She put my dick to her mouth but she didn’t suck it, she made love to it. With her hand on the tip she rolled the head between her fingers while her mouth licked it up and down. My body felt like it would explode at any minute. The blond started to stroke my cock up and down, covered in her spit, it slid easily, she gently sucked on my nuts as she continued , first one then the other, the texture of her tongue sent a violent surge of pleasure up my body, I tried to gasp for air but the black haired beauty still kept my mouth covered by her gentle yet firm lips. The lack of air didn’t bother me, my mind was occupied with other needs. The warmth of a mouth swallowing my dick gained my attention. The red head had swallowed my cock, all eight inches were down her throat. I could feel her tongue vibrating my shaft and her throat squeezing the head. It was the best blow job I had ever had, the blond, still sucking my nuts, placed another finger in to me and rubbed my spot with inhuman speed. I never had it that rough before. I thought I wouldn’t like it but it brought my ecstasy to a higher level, I couldn’t take anymore. The orgasm building up inside my was so large it hurt. With one final prod of my ass, I came, it was so much it shot strait up in the air a good foot. All three women were there waiting to catch every drop with their hungry mouths and licking up any that was missed.
My dick stayed hard, it was even harder than before. Without speaking a word the blond straddled my face. She slowly lowered her pussy to my mouth, it had to be the most beautiful cunt I’d seen. Her lips were not large but they stuck out slightly and it looked tight, almost like she had never had sex. The smell was intoxicating as her pussy neared my face and a single drop of wetness fell from her perfect lips and into my mouth, pure honey. She held it just barely above my mouth and I eagerly dug in. I couldn’t move my head an inch, not that I wanted to. She held it still and ground her clit on my nose. I could have drowned on the wetness that was pouring out of her, I must have swallowed a gallon of it, yet hungered for more. My attention was divided between this beautiful pussy on my face and a hot mouth back on my cock. The red head was getting my dick nice and wet, it glimmered from her spit. She dropped it from her mouth and in a swift move mounted it, she didn’t even ease it in, no , she seemed to have the desire for her cunt to be full of cock and now. What a tight pussy she had, she squeezed my cock so hard with her muscles I thought she would flatten it. Up, down, up, down she went, her pace picked up and despite a pussy on my face I couldn’t help but moan. The blond liked this, the moaning, it caused my tongue to vibrate even more. With one last downward thrust on my dick the redhead screamed from her orgasm, at the same time the blond came as well and from beside me I heard another scream of ecstasy, the black haired one must have been pleasuring herself. As the moans of the women calmed I was able to get a grip on my senses and took a good look at the women.
Now, I was in fear for my life.
Their eyes were black, their mouths wide and fangs hung sharp from their teeth. There wasn’t a doubt in my mind what was coming next and what could I do? There was no escape, no rescue, no hope. I said my goodbyes to my loved ones, prayed, and closed my eyes. There wasn’t much pain, just like donating blood it only hurt for a second. But unlike donating I could feel the life being sucked out of me, literally. My thoughts alternated between the fear of death and the pleasure I was feeling, It felt wonderful to be sucked dry by these women, no pain only pleasure. My mind grew cloudy, my thoughts drifted away, I was dying.
The women stopped.
I had just enough energy to watch them unlatch from my body, their mouths dripping my blood. They kissed each other sharing the bounty that was my blood. Eyes that were once black were now deep crimson with an violet iris. The look of satisfaction on their faces bothered me, they were unsure of what to do. Should they finish me off and dump my body, never to be found. Or should they keep me. I laid there for a time, wishing them to finish me off, now that they had stopped feeding , the pain of my bleeding started to set in. I burned. My veins were dry, my heart felt like it was pumping air. I begged them for death. The laughter that rang out was loud and piercing.
“No, we have other plans for you. My delectable friend.” said the blond one. My heart beat faster, only increasing the pain. The black haired one bent to kiss the blond on the breast, she let go to reveal two bleeding holes. This was it, I knew I would get my wish, they were going to make me one of them. I was elated as the blond placed he breast over my mouth and feed me. I drank. The flavor was wrong, metallic and salty. It eased my aching thirst. What happened next I do not know, I awoke a few days later in the same room. I could feel I had changed, all my senses were alight. My throat burned like I was eating fire, there was a motion next to me and a muffled cry. I glanced over to see what would be my first victim, a local girl tied and laying naked.
Lust took over and the cock was rock hard. I could not help myself, I mounted her and with a force that made her scream in pain I fucked her. Her screams grew louder and my thrusts grew harder. She bled from the damage I caused, the smell of her sex and blood overwhelmed me. I let her go and buried my face into her warm and bleeding pussy. I swallowed all I could, I heard the orgasm that I brought her to and lost control biting down, hard, on her thigh. Her cries grew quiet as I drained her body. I remember hearing her heart stop and knew she was finished. Dead she was as I was but I would continue on, she would rot. Behind my I heard the approval of the three twins who were now my teachers in this new life.
A warm hand squeezing mine brought me back to the present, I looked in her eyes and knew that she understood. She knew who I was and tears welled up into her eyes. I kissed them away, savoring the taste as it was all I would get. I did not come to taste her although I wanted to. She asked but one question.
“ Why did you not come back to me? I would have gone with you.” she told me.
“ I could not return then.” I explained. “ I belonged to them until they released me after I knew enough to be on my own and they had grown tired of me anyway. That took twenty years. By then you had moved on, you had children and even a grand son. I was not going to ruin your new life. I only came now to ease your mind of me and I just needed to see you, to touch you, hear you one more time. I have eternity to live and just wanted the chance to say goodbye. I can not die you see. Nothing will kill me except another vampire and even then it is difficult.”
“ Take me now.” she commanded. “ My life is over here I can live another with you.”
“ Your body is too weak.” I explained “ You would not survive it.” I knew she would ask this of me and though I wanted to try, oh god did I want to, I would not risk her dying at my hands. She understood and accepted my reasoning. We sat and talked then for hours. A gentle knock disturbed us, her family had grown restless and demanded to be let back in. She handed me something then and closed my hand over it. I placed it in to my pocket and said my goodbyes, as did she. Just as I was about to step out of her room she called to me.
“Goodbye”
Out on the busy streets below I pulled the item from my pocket, there lay a delicate gold wedding band. Inscribed were our names. She never stopped loving me and I would never stop loving her.

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Fantasy

I Dream of Demie 10 – The Cutback

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Fantasy

Enchanted Panties

Kate finds a spell book through an antique shop and tries an animation spell just for fun, only to find herself bound and forced to cum over and over by her living underwear.

Fantasy

Janice’s Mom Joins The Group

Consider reading stories Janice and Janice’s Mom before this story to familiarize with all the characters.
I woke up early on Saturday morning following our introduction to the carnal delights of my mother-in-law. Contrary to all the activity of last night, I arose with an avid boner, not so much for needing to piss, but with anticipation for the day ahead and that ass of Maggie.
After relieving myself in the bathroom, I returned to gaze at Janice sprawled out on the bed, her nude form gorgeous to the eye, still very much sound asleep. I decided not to disturb her and after retrieving my sleeping shorts and putting them on, I headed out to make some coffee and to see how the rest of the family was this morning.
Coming to the guest room where Maggie was camped in, I gazed into the cracked door to find an interesting site; Maggie was sleeping on her chest with her rear arched in the air. I could see the hard remains of dried cum on her ass and the underlying sheet. Her rose colored posterior looked beautiful and inviting and I could have sworn that her rosebud winked at me as I wet my lips, thinking of that taste from last night.
Waking out of my funk, I softly said to my appealing mother in law,
“Morning, Maggie. I’ll be down making coffee if you want any”
I got an even softer “ah huh, that’s nice” in return.
I gently closed the door and continued down the hallway, passing Brian’s room first. His door was open; he lay on his bed sideways with his naked ass facing the door. His sheets were off the bed and he looked like he had a wild romp in his room last night.
Looking across the hall into Jeff’s room, it looked the same, like he had a rough night. Jeff however was lying on his back, his dick upright like a curved flagpole, out like a light.
As I was grinding the beans for coffee, I heard a tapping on our patio door and really wasn’t to surprised to see Ted standing there with a sheepish grin on his face. Ted is probably worse than many women; he’s very nosy and likes gossip more than most.
I knew he was dying to hear about last night and the outcome of our party.
After letting him in, it the cross examination began.
“Well neighbor, tell me everything, and don’t leave one thrust out and when can I play?”
“Gee Ted; you don’t want one answer at a time do you?” I remarked.
“Man, I saw Margaret arrive last night, I was checking out the front window. She was dressed hot and she looked super hot. How old is she anyway?” Ted inquired.
“She’s in her early 60’s I think. Man, wasn’t Ellen a bit peeved with you being a perv, spying and all? I’d tell you to get out more, but hell you’re an international pilot, the only place for you to go new would be outer space” I chuckled.
Ted poured himself some coffee and sat down to await my retelling of our action from last evening. I gave a glossy overview of how things went; he wanted more details as he started to play with his cock thru his shorts. I continued to give a little more detail when an odd phone was ringing. Looking around I discovered a cell phone as going off; it didn’t look familiar, so I assumed it was Maggie’s.
I decided to answer it.
“Hello, this is Margaret’s cell phone” I announced.
“Russ? This is Al. I haven’t been able to reach her at the house. Do you know where she is?” The call was from my father in law who was currently overseas on business.
“Yes Al, Maggie spent the night with us. We had dinner and I guess we opened one wine bottle to much, so I suggested she just crash here to be safe” I lied thru my teeth.
“I appreciate that Russ, Al answered. I just wanted her to know I had a slight delay and I’ll be a day later. Same flight and time but on Monday, not Sunday as scheduled”
I wasn’t sure but I thought I heard a feminine giggle in the background. The phone was still for a fraction of time, I don’t know if that was a delay being an overseas call or if someone had covered up the phone to minimize any sounds.
I assured Al I would inform Maggie of his call. Then Al changed the topic, something he normally doesn’t do.
“How are Janice and the boys?” Al inquired.
“Fine, fine I replied, everyone is doing well”
“Good, give my best to Maggie and everybody. You’ll be seeing Polly soon to?”
“Yes, I’ll do that Al”. This was not an average conversation with my father in law. He basically never brings up regards for people. Something was amiss. With that I faintly heard several unintelligible sounds, again higher pitch, definitely more like a woman than a man. I suspected Maggie’s suspicion of cheating by her husband in a new light.
After a few more unnerving pleasantries, Al hung up as did I.
Ted was quick to swoop in and yearned to know what was up. I told him of the conversation and what I thought I heard in the background; he concurred that it did sound true about Al’s infidelity.
Ted was inquisitive, “Are you going to tell Maggie everything?”
“Only about the phone call” I said.
“Tell me what?” said a voice just coming into the kitchen. It was Maggie, wearing one of my dress shirts, buttons open to mid chest, exposing the inside portions of her tits. The shirt went to less than mid thigh, really highlighting her tanned and beautiful legs. She crossed the room and as she lifted up to get a cup from the cupboard, the shirt hiked up to reveal the lower portion of her buttocks. They gave a slight jostle as she retrieved the cup and placed her feet back flat on the floor. I glanced back at Ted who had a flushed look on his face and hand still in his groin. Maggie poured a cup and joined us at the table.
“You remember Ted our neighbor, Maggie” I gave as a convoluted greeting.
“Yes, good morning Ted”
“Good morning to you, Margaret, I mean Maggie” Ted corrected himself.
“What were you going to tell me again?” Maggie wanted to know.
“Oh, yeah. You left your cell down here. It was Al; he is going to be a day later, some delay on the deal. All the information on the flight and time is the same, just coming in Monday now” I let her know. I was looking at my shirt she had on; she noticed that I was looking and said sorry, she didn’t have a robe, and she saw my shirt in the clothes hamper and just thru it on. I told her no problem; I would run up and get a robe from Janice so she could be more comfortable.
Bounding up the stairs I heard the distinct sound that only fucking makes. I t was coming from Jeff’s room, peeking in there was Janice, reverse cowgirl on top of Jeff, both hands playing with his balls as he drove up and out of sight in to her wet snatch. Jeff had a complete look of ecstasy on his face as his mother was working hard for a cumload.
I left them and popped into the hall bath to grab a robe, when I ran into Brian shaving. Brian asked me to stay a little he wanted to ask me something. I sat on the edge of the tub as he continued to shave.
“What’s up” I asked.
“Dad isn’t Grams great? Nothing bad about Mom, but I’ve never fucked or been fucked like that in my life” Brian was fawning.
“Brian, I’ve had a little more experience than you but I must agree with you. Your grandmother has magic in that ass. Your mother will not be slighted in the least, in fact I suspect the more Grams is around, your mother will pick up on those muscle control things that she does” I concluded.
Brian started grinning thru the shaving cream and said how great that would be, almost like a fuckoff contest. I liked the sound of that myself.
“Are Aunt Polly and Uncle Ray coming over later?” Brian questioned.
“Yes, I’m sure your mom will contact them. Ted is already here and I’m sure Ellen will be over later to” I filled him in.
“I knew that hound dog Ted wouldn’t be able to wait, Brian laughed. Dad I have another question. Would you consider some more people in our group? I’m thinking of a friend of mine and his sister, so it wouldn’t be our family, but still family per se. Would you have a problem with that?”
I was taken aback a little with the question since we just had some turmoil with Maggie being included. I was thinking thru a proper response as I formulated an answer.
I took a deep breath and started, “Son you know why we’re doing this right? I mean your mother’s condition is the primary reason we do this. Secondly we do not want any unnecessary attention drawn to us, so we are keeping this as tight and controlled as possible. If we didn’t we would be in a giant swing club with the world to know”
“I know that Dad, but you know my friend Leon?”
I had met Leon before; he has been to our house a number of times. He plays football with Brian at university; he is a starter, Brian a reserve. He is also about 6’4 270 pounds plus of muscle, black muscle. I know they were tight, but I couldn’t believe he had told him about us and the things we were doing.
Before I could utter my worries, Brian interjected, “Don’t worry Dad he doesn’t know about us. I would never discuss that with anyone unless we all had the green light, like you did with Grams”
I drew breath with a silent thank you blown out. I didn’t like how this was playing out but I inquired why he would even contemplate this.
“Leon has a problem similar to ours Dad. His little sister Kiesha is 19, just starting out in college this semester, also with urges like Mom. She was a terror in High School and when Leon went to college first he couldn’t watch out for her anymore. He’s just afraid for her being taken advantage or of her being used because of her affliction. I just thought that we could help since we’re in the same boat if you will and if nothing else, Mom might have some encouragement or advise to offer which might help Kiesha control herself better” Brian finished.
In a weird way I was proud of my boy thinking along the lines of helping someone, even when it is so odd an affliction as nymphomania, when the most common reaction would be, let’s party.
“Son, since this would affect everyone in this house, and others; we can’t make any decision concerning this. If you want we can discuss this with the group at the appropriate time and go from there. I am proud that you would want to help out” I concluded.
Brian had finished shaving and told me thanks for my input. I grabbed the robe and headed back downstairs, both Janice and Jeff were no longer in his room so I assumed they had gone downstairs to start breakfast. I needn’t have thought about that.
Both Janice and Maggie were chest down on the round kitchen table, fingers interlocked with each other, bent at the waist getting their asses plowed by Ted and Jeff. Ted was using his pipe to torque the rear of Maggie while Jeff was doing the same to Janice. Ted’s jumbo size pecker was going down to the root in Maggie’s dynamic ass as his face reflected pure ecstasy. Boy I knew full well what he was feeling and I envied him right now. Maggie was still wearing my dress shirt which was now open against the glass table top; the constant rubbing of her tits on glass had her nipples hard and pointy. Janice occasionally placed her hands on top of Jeff’s who held her by the hips; she made it like she did not want him to miss a stroke.
I refreshed my coffee and leaned back on the counter to enjoy the show; Brian had come down now as well and immediately grinned from ear to ear, and joined me. We watched in anticipation as both guys were gunning toward the point of no return. Ted lost control first and announced his impending sperm shower to everyone within three blocks of the house. He held Maggie’s ass flush with his groin as he emptied his tank in her rear, shaking violently as the final throes of passion abated. Ted once disengaged from Maggie ass, slumped weakly back into a kitchen chair.
Jeff meanwhile was trying to release his load to the constant urges of his mom. In the old naval days of Roman war ships, they would in order to sink their opponent, call for ramming speed, well this is what Jeff was up to as you would get dizzy watching him go. Finally with a giant exhale, his orgasm was underway and he to tried to place every drop of his nut sauce inside Janice. Brian and I could only applaud the guys for their superior efforts.
Brian was overcome and as Jeff and Janice separated and Janice stood up, Brian reached her, took her hand and led his mom to the kitchen counter. He lifted her up and spread her legs and sank his hardened cock into her pussy as sperm from her ass leaked out onto the floor. My boys were into keeping their mom happy that’s for sure.
I turned my attention to Maggie who was still sucking for air on the kitchen table after her anal pound from Ted. I helped her slide into a chair next to the deflated Ted, where I offered her my rigid member to suck on. She took a deep breath and inhaled my bone and gave it the spit and polish routine.
All the prior activity had been too much for Brian, after just a relative few number of strokes was cumming inside Janice. She eagerly was accepting the explosion in her hole and had grabbed his ass to keep him deep.
Maggie intense sucking on me was also to much, and I to emptied my self on her tongue and down her throat. Looking around the room, if we weren’t naked you would have pictured us all having run a marathon, we looked that winded and beat.
We uniformly decided once we got our senses back, to have breakfast and relax. With everyone pitching in we had and assembly line of food humming along and when done, scarfed it up like it was our last meal.
Ted decided to go next door and get his wife Ellen; I had to chuckle as he was wobbly and bowlegged as he left thru the patio door. Maggie’s ass still had him in the recovery mode for sure.
After a few orange juices, the boys had recovered enough to be energizer bunnies again and made a beeline for Grams. After kissing and fondling her, they got Maggie on her knees again and started spit roasting her; Jeff with a blow and Brian burying the bone in her ass. I was beginning to think that Janice’s sex issues might be more genetic than first thought. Besides Maggie’s sex drive, I also considered Polly, my sister in law, who also had her insatiable moments.
I took Janice aside in the living room and decided to ask her about what Brian and I had discussed earlier. She was quiet as I explained the issue with his friend Leon and his sister, but I could see the little fire in her eye as she though of that immense black man and what fire he may be able to put out. In the end she agreed we had to be careful and really think and work this through. In the end I felt better in her knowing and she could explore that with her mom and sister in the future.
Arriving back in the kitchen area, we noticed that the boys had switched on Maggie, whereas now Jeff with his unique curved boner was exploring her anal depths and Brian was getting a wonderful tea bag job as they had Maggie on her back, Brian hunching over her face with balls on the forehead, driving his cock in her mouth.
Janice had the urge again and started by playing with my balls thru my shorts while sucking on my earlobe. I laughed internally because I realized it had been almost half a day since we fucked. Here it was almost noon and we hadn’t hooked up yet. I swept Janice up in my arms and carried her to the den and spread her out on the sofa. We had a slow, sensual lovemaking session with plenty of kisses and love nibbles something we both enjoy.
After everybody had finished, the lust was abated, and the order of the day was being set. Everybody got cleaned up; the boys both left and Janice and Maggie decided to do a little shopping, and they to left. This left me alone in the house which quickly felt very empty and isolated but also peaceful. I started to pick up for the day; most noticeable were the sperm tracks left on the kitchen tile floor when the girls were being slammed on the table. It brought a new meaning to the term, runoff to me.
The phone rang and it was my brother in law, Ray. Quite naturally he wanted to know how our dinner and evening went having no idea of the orgy we enjoyed. I told him all was well, Maggie was very pleasant and she treated me well (how well he would find out later) and all in all it was a good night. We re-confirmed of Polly and him coming by later.
I finished tiding up around the house when I noticed Ted and Ellen at the back patio door. Ted had put on a fresh pair of shorts and a new tee; Ellen was covered in a loose fitting housedress. Her large tits stood out proud and obviously were braless and swayed ever so sweet when I opened the door and let them in. I gave Ellen a quick kiss and a short squeeze of her ass, while offering them something to drink.
Ellen wanted to know where everybody was at; I filled her in. She especially wanted to see Maggie because based on how Ted came home from his morning romp with Maggie; she wanted to see how she did it. She commented that she never saw Ted that beat before in her life and wanted to learn what tricks there were to doing that again. Ted looked on with a sheepish grin while I laughed at the joke.
I poured everyone some wine as we sat on the couch to relax and talk while waiting for the return of the others. I broached the subject of Leon and his sister; both Ted and Ellen had previously met Leon in passing; they listened intently. Ellen started to comment there must be something in the water to have so many women with these uncontrollable urges for sex. Of course Ted and I saw nothing wrong there; if by any remote chance it was in the water we would want to patent and distribute it. Ellen at that point slapped Ted on the knee and waved at me, saying you men are all alike.
Ted started to play with Ellen’s giant tits thru her dress, trying to flick at her nipples thru the fabric; she rubbed up and down his thigh. I politely asked if they wanted privacy; Ellen told me not to be crazy and get my ass over next to her and work on her other tit.
Its funny what men need to hear only once to grasp, I would have made the green lantern proud with the speed I used to cozy up to Ellen and her welcoming boobs.
It didn’t take long for Ted and me to pull those melons from the dress and latch our greedy mouths on to those big nipples. We lifted and squeezed those hefty orbs of love flesh with passion made obvious by the flagpoles being raised in our shorts. Ellen made our discomfort worse by rubbing our pricks on the outside of our shorts, making them get stiffer with no place to go. Ted released the tit he was working on and stood up to drop his pants and offered his prick to his wife’s open mouth; she did not hesitate and inhaled him in.
This left me both her beauties and I took full advantage by pulling my shorts down and placing my steel bar between her ripe breasts for a titfuck. Ellen’s size and softness of her tits was mesmerizing, I could stay this way all day. We were working double duty on Ellen’s upper torso and doing so with gusto. As our joint lust increased we went to an all out fuck session; Ted stopped getting a blowjob instead by grabbing Ellen’s head with his hands he was face fucking her; meanwhile I was rubbing a path between her tits with the constant rubbing of my dick in her tits. We almost burst our dams at the same time.
Ted came first, firing torrents of sperm into Ellen’s mouth where the overflow was running down her chin. I meanwhile was shooting cumloads onto her tits with the first two jets so strong they hit her chin to co mingle with Ted’s juice. When we both pulled away we commented how sweet our glazed donut woman looked. Ellen slapped at us while looking for a towel to clean up with.
As the afternoon progressed, the laziness of the day took hold and we began to nod off in our respective seats. I don’t know how long we were out, it must have been some time as the outside light darkened somewhat.
I was awakened when the phone rang and it was my son’s; they had run into some friends and they would be a little late in getting home. I said I hadn’t seen anyone else yet, so get home when you get home I uttered. Looking at our neighbors Ted and Ellen still snoozing on the couch, I decided to head upstairs and splash some water on my face and clean up a little.
Moving quickly I did not at first hear the voices coming from the master bedroom, but once in the hall bath, I distinctly heard people talking thru a closed door. I decided to investigate and found Janice and Maggie on our bed talking.
“When did you get back?” I asked.
“We’ve been home about 30-40 minutes, responded Janice. We saw everyone sprawled out on the couch and thought it best to let you all sleep”
“So what are you two doing up here?”
“Mom and I are talking about stuff. You know, Dad, last night, the future, just stuff” remarked Janice with a shrug.
“Well, about the future, Polly and Ray should be along soon. What plans for dinner?” I piped out.
“Polly is going by Olive Garden and bringing some entrees and salad. Is that going to be ok?”
“Sounds like a winner to me” I agreed.
“Russ, we also talked about Brian’s friend, Leon and his sister” Janice meekly spoke.
“Ok and how do you feel about it?”
This time Maggie spoke up, “I don’t know about everyone else, but it sounds like they could use some help from people that can relate to their dilemma. Of course that’s just my opinion and you are all free to make up your own minds”
Before I could respond I had an internal vision of Leon black cock boring thru Maggie’s ass cheeks. It certainly left an impression in my mind. An interesting one for sure.
“I appreciate your input Maggie. As soon as everyone else can review it, I guess we’ll make a decision” was all I could muster out.
I had sat on the bed by now and I noticed Janice begin rubbing her pussy thru her shorts. This was a clear sign that she was experiencing that itch again and it needed addressing.
I slid her shorts then her thong off; then I stood up and removed my shorts. On the other side of the bed, Maggie was undressing and as soon as her bra was off, began fondling her round titties. I began playing with Janice’s pussy by sliding one then two fingers in, then by rubbing her clit. She responded by splaying her legs open to allow as much access to her hole as needed.
Next to us Maggie was toying with her clit also and a slight moan was eliciting from her throat. The action of my fingers on Janice had her juices making her slit wet and slick allowing me to add a third finger up to the knuckle. Here breathing was started to labor and she was working toward and orgasm. By the time I inserted a better part of my whole hand; Janice was shuddering and thrashing on the bed. Janice’s ass started to rise off the bed and a slow wail began as her orgasm was hitting her in waves. With her eyes closed she was urging me on with my hand manipulations of her pussy as her orgasm hit its peak.
I took my other hand and replaced Maggie’s in her pussy and soon was stroking her clit till it became engorged. I now had my wife and mother in law both being partially fisted by me simultaneously and loving it. Again, a camera would have been priceless at this point.
Janice’s orgasm was slowly subsiding and I had to address my hardness at this point. Grabbing her by her thighs, I pulled Janice up to me and then placed her legs on my shoulders while lining my pulsing cock to her quivering pussy. Rubbing the helmet of my cock up and down her slit, getting all juiced up, forced Janice to huff out, shove it in.
I pushed in all the way to my balls, withdrew slowly and pushed again all in. I was now making sure that my entire length would enter on every thrust. Maggie had removed my hand from her hole and actually left the side of the bed to slide a little beneath and to the back of me. I held my breath as her mouth engulfed my sack and then delicately took each ball in and lathered it with her tongue. The sensation was divine and I had the feeling my cock was getting harder and longer if that was even possible. My mother in law’s sexual talents evidently knew few limits of which I was most thankful.
I don’t know about most men, but to be buried in your wife’s hot hole while her mother is licking your nuts is on a pedestal by itself. There was gonna be no way I wouldn’t blow my load and do it soon with this much action. Within a couple minutes I was shooting what felt like a decent load of sperm deep into Janice. I pulled out before really finishing so that hopefully I could deposit a few dollops on Maggie’s tongue, which I did succeed in doing.
A few moments later the doorbell rang, I got up and put my shorts back on and told the girls I suspected that was Polly and Ray with dinner. I’ll get things set up and pour some wine if they wanted to throw something on and come down.
I got to the door by their second time ringing and let a spunky Polly and Ray in who was saddled with multiple bags of food. Polly gave me a quick cheek kiss while I took some of the load off of Ray as we entered the kitchen. Ted and Ellen looked like they just had awakened and came into the kitchen at the same time rubbing their eyes. Hugs and greetings were done by all, Ted managing to grab an ass cheek of Polly’s while getting a kiss. Janice and Maggie had now made their appearance and a startled Ray looked befuddled as Maggie gave him a big hug and a quick peck on the lips. He was absolutely clueless on what tonight would bring.
We quickly set up a food line and everyone helped themselves to the trays of spaghetti and ravioli while picking up a glass of wine. Polly kept peeking over at Janice and Maggie as if some sage advice would be uttered from the mountain, but there was just general conversation.
I was over in a corner with Ted whispering if we should have fun with Ray or let Maggie just have him; he was all in for some fun at Ray’s expense.
After our dinner, we sat around with some casual conversation, when Ted stood up and walked over to Maggie and sat next to her. Moments later he placed his arm over her shoulder, all within view of Ray, whose eyes got big as well as darting around, looking for some explanation. Ted leaned into Maggie and licked and softly bit on her earlobe causing Ray to coil back.
I was sitting across the way trying desperately not to laugh out loud, the others were watching the scene with interest, though not the alarm mode that Ray was in. I could tell that both Ellen and Janice were stifling a chuckle also.
As Ted now began to fondle Maggie’s tit, you saw Ray mouth the words, “holy shit”, and when he commenced to give her a great big wet kiss, the expression on Ray’s face was priceless, and probably close to passing out. I reached out for Polly, who seeing my outstretched hand, came bounding over from her seat. Standing in front of me, I lowered her pretty blue shorts to reveal her oh so wet panty less pussy. I lowered my shorts to bounce out my throbbing cock and had Polly sit on my lap as well as my cock. This was all lost on Ray as his eyes remained glued to the sight of his mother in law and good neighbor Ted.
Rustling behind us were the boys, Brian and Jeff who had just come home. It was funny watching them try to pile food on their plates while watching the action, especially the reactions of Uncle Ray. Half the food they were piling on was missing the plates completely as their attention was more on the visual delights than their accuracy.
Maggie lay back in the sofa with her head deep in the top cushion when Ted stood up and removed his shorts. He then stepped up on the couch and with his back and ass to us all, planted his large dick to Maggie’s lips. A quick glance toward Ray showed a man who just may have received religion at that point. His face reflected a look of a man who may have just discovered the origin of life. Again I cursed not having my camera.
Maggie was making wet and sloppy sounds as she literally ate Ted’s cock. Ray had by now pulled out his beer can thick prick and was giving it a good and steady wank. Janice and Ellen slid over to lend a hand if you will, so that Ray could remove his hand and just rub the backs of his helpers.
My little spinner Polly was giving me a wonderful screwing, bounding up and down on my dick while I gazed from side to side to not miss any of the current action on the other side of the room. My sons, Brian and Jeff had finished their dinner and shed their clothes, coming into the den to announce comically; “We’re with the dick police. We’re here to help. Be advised we will be inspecting the females closely”
Ellen and Janice had left a throbbing Ray, literally leaving him at the explosion point to join my boy’s on the carpet. Both the women got into the doggy position and were effortlessly mounted by the horny lads.
So there we were; Polly and I, the boys and Ellen and Janice, and Ted ramming down the gullet of good old grams. This left poor Ray in an uncomfortable space between unabated lust and the hardest cock in the room. His poor face was contorted into what I do now expression. My compassion took over; I couldn’t let him languish any longer.
Lifting Polly up and carrying her on my dick with my hands holding her ass, I walked over to Ted and Maggie and sat down again. I let my fingers prod into Maggie’s pussy and let my thumb push in her ass. Maggie’s response was too slide further into my hand which almost made her lose contact with Ted’s dick.
I then told a bewildered Ray to come over to me, which he did trance like. His sights were transfixed on Maggie’s ass and my thumb all the way inside it. He wasn’t holding his thick cock anymore; it was waving like a bobble head in the air, looking to zone in on a target. Ted finally got off the sofa and this allowed Maggie to turn over and really expose her backside to all. Polly had dismounted me now and joined Ted, while I grabbed both of Maggie’s ass cheeks, pulling them apart and abruptly told Ray to “do it”
Ray placed his cannon head to Maggie’s gaped ass and inserted it slowly. Now having seen Maggie enjoy the other men’s ass fuck, this was something new; her expression was off the wall as Ray’s super thick weapon sank further in her bowls. I doubt she had experienced this width before in her rear channel. When Ray was in to the max, Maggie’s face outlined a look of pained joy. When Ray held her hips and began humping harder into her ass, she shrieked out encouragement as the pitch of her voice became octaves higher.
When Ray would pull out entirely to rearrange his body, the gape of her ass was so big; a silver dollar would have fallen through. I also had the funny urge to call out my father in law’s name to see if he would answer from that dark and deep hole.
The coupling on the sofa had everyone else in limbo as they observed the mother, son in law thrashing before them. The idea of a son in law literally fucking the shit out of his mother in law gave justification to all the cruelty that in-laws inflict on one another. Whatever the relationship and feelings between these two was being forever changed before our eyes; this was fornication at its purest form, an animal desire that had to be fulfilled. Ray was now beyond any control, if an army had tried to pull him from Maggie’s ass it would have failed. His body jolted and convulsed as he injected his molten cum into the confines of Maggie’s ass. Her ass in turn was in spasm mode as it milked all he had.
The two of them collapsed from exhaustion after their theatrics subsided. The rest of the folks, as if on cue, went back to their activity as if nothing had stopped them earlier. I had to have some relief, so I looked around who might assist me in that regard. Ellen and Janice were still being drilled by the boys; Ted was pile driving Polly deeper and deeper into the sofa cushions. My best recourse was the girls, Ellen and Janice, so I got between them and had them take turns sucking me off. Trust me; it didn’t take much before I erupted with long ropes of cum high in the air to finally rest on the foreheads of these two women.
A chain reaction began as the men; one after the other would explode and bring their partners to shattering climaxes as well.
The orgy continued well into the night and following morning. Everyone was encouraged to spend the night; however Ted and Ellen decided to go home right before dawn. Against my judgment they stumbled out the back door over our backyard to theirs. I fully expected to see them pasted out in the backyard maybe with fire ants crawling over them. I didn’t know if I would have enough energy myself to help them if they did. No worry they did make it.
The rest of us played on till sunrise. All the women got double penetrations, but in Maggie’s case, the pussy was off limits. Ray spent most of his time with Maggie as expected.
One of the funniest sites was when Ray and I took a break and got in the kitchen to refresh ourselves with drink. It was after about his third fuck with Maggie. He placed his arm around my shoulder and I did the same with mine, as he thanked me for letting him participate, referring to Maggie. What a picture, two brother in laws, arms around each other, hip to hip, naked with our dangling dicks swinging in the breeze, watching my sons fuck the hell out of his wife.
Some of us stumbled upstairs to bed with partners, others just passed out in the den. On the way upstairs, Brian turned to me and said,
“Oh Dad, by the way, Leon is stopping by latter, we’re going over some plays coach wants us to study. Perhaps we can talk about his situation with everyone since there all here”
It’s not easy being me.

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Spending the summer with amy

OK this is my first story so please if i dont do a good job or if i do good just lemme know and if you can gimme some pointers ok this starts off at a small place up in alaska a few friends decide to take a road trip and when things are going good it then takes a turn for the worst

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The Black Shadow

After my last story I wrote people really hated it. I took my time and wrote this story please rate this. Sorry for the grammer. Please go easy on me because i want to write more parts to this sto. ries but only if you like it. I hope you enjoy this story and please go easy on me this time it my second story.

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He told Me not to tell

Byron heard angry footfalls coming down the hallway. Krista was lying on the bed naked from the waist down. Byron opened the window and quietly crept out of the window without making a sound, he put two fingers to his lips making a be quiet sign that only Krista understood “meaning don’t tell”. As Byron crept way, Joann was in the door way what’s going on in hear she said. Krista shrank back under the covers scared out of her mind. “He told me not to tell” mommy, “he told me not to tell”. Who told you not to tell Krista, please tell me? Half crying she said, “he told me not to tell; he’s said he would hurt me if I told. Joann said “it was all right you don’t have to tell me right now” and she went over to the bed and set down next to her daughter. It’s all right Krista it’s over now; he won’t ever do that again. However, it was not over by far; Byron could not control his impulses this is something that had been with him sense high school and he could not stop it. It was like some bad dream “Oh my god that was close” Byron thought to himself “that was fucking to close”. He was heading toward the local bar in Norfolk. To drink Him self-away from what had just happened Plagued by his blatant lust for children.
Byron stayed in the bar for several hours drinking vodka neat witch was his favorite drink when he did drink witch was quite frequently, he stayed for several hours getting drunk off his ass, he thought to himself “ now the trick would be trying to walk home with out falling on my ass”. It was around 9:30 at night the bar tender called him a cab and paid for it both ways. Therefore, he did not have to worry about walking home from the bar. That night around 11 Byron woke up screaming from a nightmare, it was horrible there was a dark cloaked figure with no face and very bone like hands. It was like the grim reaper coming for me during the night. Haunting me with his evil menacing presence was to strong and Byron could not resist. Byron looked around the room reassuring him self that it was just a dream. Glancing at the clock it was around 11:30 and he finally settled down and went back to sleep. Byron woke up at around 7 am showered and shaved and went to work. “Work now that’s an irony” that Byron cared not to talk about. That day went pretty well I thought it was not that hard packing box’s all day. However, Byron longed for something more “young flesh”. He was day dreaming again and it was almost quitting time. “Time to go on the hunt” Byron had decided to go out for the evening. Where he didn’t know probably some local hole in the wall bar but he wasn’t interested in picking up a lay for the night. What he was interested in was picking up a single mother with an attractive little girl. This was Byron’s goal for the evening it was an achievable plan and he had done it may times before. It was in this manner that he met Joann and finally befriended her and met Krista, “this hot little girl was awesome” Byron thought, and felt him-self getting hard again and forced himself to calm down.
It wasn’t easy for him and it wasn’t easy to control the urges that his body was telling him he needed to satisfy every day. It was time for Byron to keep his urges in check again. He had fifteen minutes to go until miller time and he could go on the prowl once again. He had to find some one that wouldn’t mind some company for the night but that was not his main goal for the night. He had to find a little girl and stroke her smooth milky white thighs or her round peachy bottom. This was his ultimate goal for the evening to find a single mother and be invited back to her home for the night and possibly get a phone number and befriend a woman with his natural charms. Some time’s the urge was their to kill their mothers and keep them all to himself? However, he physiologically needed the nurturing form the Childs mother. “Due to the abuse he suffered from an early age by his father”. “The miserable fuck!” I hope the fucker dies before he’s sixty”! Byron thought to himself. I need a drink hay jerry could you get me a vodka and jerry replied, neat “yes I know you come in hear enough Byron”. “I guess I do”. Byron thought, his days have become pretty much routine. Get up, go to work, and the go out and pick up some hot single mom and go back to her place and meet her child “ if it’s female “ he thought. It was several hours before the women started coming in at around 5 o’clock he has been hear since around 3:30pm. Time to go to work figuratively of course. “Looking and looking, bingo bogy at 2 o clock. “Hay jerry could you do me a favor, could you send that hot little momma over their a drink I’m buying”. “Sure thing Byron what do you want to send her “, “Byron thought for a moment and come up with a Singapore sling”. Byron thought to himself “man she is good looking”. After she got the drink that he had bought her, he waited a few minutes and flirted with her. He got up and walked over to her and introduced himself to her he asked what her name was. She was a little apprehensive but figured what the hell she was divorced and he was relatively attractive. My name is Rachel and yours is. It’s Byron. Well Byron have a seat you pegged me pretty well Byron a Singapore sling is my favorite drink. Byron eyes went down to her hands, “no ring she’s not married but she cold be either widowed or divorced”. She glanced at him and caught him looking at her hand and she said I’m divorced with two little girls. “To girls” Byron thought jackpot, I want to get to know this woman; and use her to meet her kids” this would be perfectly all right with him two for the price of one. This would be grate but the last time he tried this at Joann’s home he had almost been caught. This scared him to no end it was like that dream that I had last night.
They exchanged phone numbers and he set their for a while talking and laughing just getting to know each other. I’ll call you sometime, was eight o’clock he had know idea that they had been talking for three hours. He ordered his last drink and he went home. Feeling good about his accomplishment for the evening he could rest well but his conscious had other plans. He fell into a deep sleep from all the alcohol that he had consumed tonight. When he was fully out the dream began again. The tall bone figure returned cloaked in black and menacing. The grim reaper was standing at the foot of his bed and he moved up next to Byron. Byron could feel the bone chilling cold of death, and the grim reaper beckoned Byron to join him. Byron’s mind did not want to go with him but his body did not listen to him. As they moved toward the window, the grim reaper lifted his bonelike hand and they were standing in front of Joann’s house. Then Byron woke up sharply sweating profusely and he had a chill run through his bones. He was wide-awake for hours, after that dream and went into the kitchen to get a beer out of the fridge. The clock in the kitchen read midnight, but after that vivid dream it felt like three in the morning to him right now. He was off today and decided to call Rachel this afternoon. First he wanted to call Joann, picked up the phone, and dialed the number when she answered the phone he did not say anything but just listened to her. Joann was frightened by this act and asked who the hell this is! Byron hung up quickly and he was becoming obsessed with Krista he wanted her for himself.
It was around one in the morning, and he went back to bed after a few more beers he passed out on the bed. He woke the next morning with a horrible hangover when the alarm went off it sounded like a hundred freight trains running through his head. Christ he thought I need coffee yes that’s what I need so he went back to his kitchen and started the coffee pot. It was around nine in the morning and he wanted to call Rachel right now. Byron dialed the number that she had given him the night before. It began ringing, once, twice, three times and a small little girls voice answered and said hello may I help you. Byron answered her is your mommy their? Yes she said hold on I would get her for you. Clattering and footsteps is what Byron heard on the other end of the phone. Rachel answered the phone yes may I help you. Byron said oh yes this is Byron the guy that you met last night. Oh yeah Byron sure last nights still a little fuzzy Rachel replied. Byron said yeah I have a hangover from hell, but you make the pain go away. Rachel thought that was sweet just as she was about to tell him what she was thinking he interrupted her. What about we go out tonight Byron added to his last sentence. Rachel was stunned by Byron’s straight forwardness. However, reluctantly said yes, and said that she would meet him at the bar in down town Norfolk at around seven o’clock. Rachel said she had something in the oven and had to hang up. Byron said well by and hung up the phone. Byron thought of the little girls voice, she sounded like she was about eleven or so and his mind began to dwell on what she looked like. “Her hot silky smooth white thighs and he thought of his hand moving up her thigh running all the way to her yet developed pussy”. “He imagined putting his finger inside of her”. His thoughts shifted again and he was thinking about Krista and needed to find a way to posses her to have her all to him self. He had to think of a way to get rid of that fucking bitch mother of hers. Byron thought Joann how I could kill her. I could take them out to Charlottesville, to the second home with I rented out a little extra income was always a good thing.
I could lock the three of them in the basement up there and no one would ever know that they were in the house. I have to make sure that I do this the right way so that I don’t get caught. Byron would have to think about this for a while, and plan every contingency out, what would happen if this happened; it would take some time and be many a sleepless nights for it to work. That way he could have Krista all to him self the other two were an added bonus. He thought if he planed it out in detail he could get away with it. Killing Joann, Rachel, and taking there kids for him self to fondle their hot sum pious little bodies. He was getting off on just the thought of what he was planning. By the time he had realized it. It was noon and he still had so much to do and so little time to do it. Byron felt tired he wanted to sleep and do nothing else for the rest of the day until he met Rachel later that night. Byron wanted to find out what her children were like, and what their names were. He went into the kitchen and removed a cold beer from the refrigerator. The sleeping pills were on the counter next to the water jug. He took several and downed the pills with a wash of the beer. Byron staggered to the bed and fell across it like a fallen tree. Byron “conscious wanted to torment him some more”. He drifted off into the blissful sleep of the drugs and the beer that he had taken them with. The man in the black cloak returned to him in his sleep. The grim reaper retuned they were standing in front of Joann’s house. He gestured towards the front door of her house. Then he waved his bone like hand and they were inside the house. It was neat and clean but when they moved through the shell of the home. Their was blood smeared on the walls of the hall way and the words “he told me not to tell”. The grim reaper waved his hand once more; they were standing in the doorway of the bedroom. The covers on the bed were the shape of a woman but the form was not moving. As they moved closer to the bed, Byron was able to see clearer it was Joann lying in a pool of blood with part of her head on the headboard. Byron woke up with the realization that he could get away with it; the dreams were telling him that he could. The dreams were torturing his very soul and slowly driving him mad. However Byron did not realize this and continued with his normal routine.
Byron was spending all of his time planning what he was thinking about doing which to him seemed perfectly logical “the next step on the road into madness” and Byron was well on his way. Then he glanced at the clock and it was 6 o clock in the after noon he realized that his date with Rachel was in an hour and he was no where near being ready to go out to meet her and then return to her home possibly to meet her children. Byron was in a panic he had so many things to plan out and a lot of work left to do, “there was not enough time in the day” he thought to himself. This date if you could call it that, it was more like a chance to meet her two lovely daughters whom he could posses for himself. This was the first time he had been out sense he had meet Joann. “This is going to be a little scary tonight “but he forced himself to calm down “Think of the reward you get to keep her two luscious daughters all to himself”. This was the voice in his head which was some times cruel and very filled with hate for women this probably went all the way back to his mother. When he told his mom what daddy was doing to him when she was not around she laughed at him and told him that he was lying and washed his mouth out with soap. This went on for years, and she did nothing to stop it. Witch is probably why he still hates his parents to this day. All of his thoughts were a jumble inside his head he needed time to sort them all out. The nightmares were beginning to affect his every waking moment and he could not stop them from happing. Byron needed to get ready for his night out with Rachel; he had already showered for the day so he dressed to impress this was the same old routine for him now. It was scary to him that he falls into the routine so quickly after almost getting caught with Krista. Byron was not about to let that happen again. This time was going to be different this time he had every little detail planed out to nth degree. Byron went over the list in his head,” first I will befriend Rachel and get to know her kids. Second he would invite her to go away for the weekend but only one of them would return. Third the kids would be his all of them and they would go to Charlottesville to the hose witch he would make sure was empty before Byron put his plan into motion”.
“It wasn’t much of a plan right now he thought but it will be, oh it will be”. The plan wasn’t fully realized yet but Byron’s mind was working overtime on that very thing. Byron was ready for his date if you would call it that what it was more like a lustful obsession with little girls. He went out going to the bar that they had met in and when he arrived Rachel was waiting for him. Byron thought for a moment to himself “ I have to stay with the plan that is in the back of my mind “ his conscious would not let him forget it not in a million years. Then he suddenly came back to reality. Rachel was speaking to him and his mind was somewhere else. He caught himself drifting and said “ I m sorry what did you say, I did not catch that last sentence”. Rachel repeated what she had said to him “ I was saying what do you do for a living “. Byron under stood what she was saying this time and replied that he was into real-estate which was a lie but she did not know him as far as she knew he was just some guy that she had meet one night in a bar. Some how she inherently trusted him, “ little did she know that he was a low life scum bag that was only in it to meet her kids so he could take them form her after he had disposed of her body”. It wouldn’t be that long before he could act on his obsession with young little girls. Byron shifted the conversation to her two little girls, “so what are your daughter’s names” Byron asked and Rachel said that her children’s names were Tracy and Janna. “Their lovely names Byron replied. “ “How old are they”. He prodded her with out thinking about what he was saying. Rachel was a little timid to answer but she did anyway “there nine and eleven” she had finally told him. There meals had arrived by this time they ate and drank there way through dinner with some heavy flirting going on in between glances by both Byron and Rachel. Byron could sense that he was going to be asked back to her apartment or house with ever it was. Rachel was loosening up to him and becoming more relaxed around Byron. She had finally said the words that Byron wanted to hear all night “would you like to come back to my place after we are finished with dinner”. “Hell yes I would “Byron thought to himself for a moment but he was thinking “finally I will get to meet her daughters and take them to a place that I could keep them locked away to keep for my own. Bryon responded that would be “all right by him”. Rachel was dieing with anticipation to get this guy whom she hardly knew into the sack to test what his love making skills were like. Byron kind of knew what was going to happen next. Therefore, he went along for the ride but all the while he was thinking about Tracy, Janna and Krista. How he would keep them locked away in the basement of the house in Charlottesville, for his personal pleasure. Thinking of how he could get rid of there mothers so he could keep them all for himself.
Rachel and Byron left the restaurant and headed back to Rachel place wherever that was. Any man could see the raw unbidden lust in Rachel’s eyes they were longing for good hard sex after they got back to her place. Nevertheless, Rachel’s thoughts were of her children right at that instant she would have to wait until she had put them to sleep for the night and then the real fun could commence. The night was still young Rachel thought and we could have sex all night if he liked. When they reached her three-bed room apartment she put the key in the door and opened it and the baby sitter was asleep on the couch with the kids asleep on either side of her. Byron thought she couldn’t have been more than sixteen or seventeen at the most sponge bob square pants was on nick toons and the baby sitter stirred from her slumber when she herd the door opening. Your home late, still have asleep she got up and grabbed her coat to leave, Rachel paid the girl and she left closing the door behind her. Rachel woke the children for a moment and they got up and shuffled to there rooms. Byron thought of them lustfully how he could imagine running his hands all over there little bodies, but Rachel had other plans for him this night.
Rachel said “have a seat Byron and make your self-comfortable, now that the kids are asleep its time for the adults to play”. “I will be right back; I am going to slip into something more comfortable”. Byron’s mind began racing “exactly what did she mean by slipping into something more comfortable”. However, Byron knew by the look in her eyes what she was thinking. Although it was only a few minutes that Rachel was gone Byron knew what was going to happen next. Rachel entered the living room of her apartment with a bottle of Champaign in one hand and two glasses in the other. Rachel was wearing a black see through gown and her large breasts heaved beneath the material of the gown. Her nipples began to stiffen as the black gown flowed down her curvy body. Byron had to force himself under control, but he had no interest in what she was about to do to him or him to her. What he was thinking about to get himself aroused was the thought of laying in bed with both of her kids after her had pleasured himself with the thought of what he was going to do to them and with them. Rachel eased down beside of him and began to tell him what her intentions truly were. This disgusted Byron and his thoughts drifted back to her hot little girls that were probably fast asleep by now. Rachel poured the two glasses of Champaign and she downed hers in a single swallow. Byron slowly sipped the liquid that was placed in front of him Rachel began speaking but Byron was some where else in his mind, and nodded at the appropriate times shaking his head yes and no as she prompted him to respond to what she was saying. By this time Byron was like a rock and ready for what ever she intended to do with him but his mind was thinking of the little girls that were sleeping in the other room. Rachel tugged at his belt around his waist and finally managed to loosen it enough to slip her warm hand inside of his pants. She stroked his member until it was even harder than before, and Rachel commanded that he remove his pants, so Byron obliged her but was thinking to him self “just get it over with already”. Rachel intended to take her time with him and enjoy every little second of the first sexual encounter she has had in almost two whole years of pent up sexual depravation. Which she was planning on releasing all of it on this garbage heap of a man? Rachel was about to do something that she would regret for the rest of her life. When Byron finally got what he wanted out of her, her children so he could take them away form hear and hide them away from the rest of the would and no one would ever find them.
Be ready for part 2 it gets even better.

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Fantasm

The day I died

Basically just a wierd fantasy of mine, if you like the story I might make more… PS I hope it never happens to me though…