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And The Dog Made Three PT1

The dog started it, really.
Tracy Turner was sunbathing beside the swimming pool at the back of the house. The girl was young, but already very nubile and sexy, with the sort of body that had caused nearly all of the boys at school to frantically jack off while pretending that their fists were Tracy’s hot cunt or sensual mouth. Gallons of cum had been spilled over fantasies of her — and Tracy would have been delighted had she known how many hand-jobs she had inspired, because she was a naughty little girl who aspired to be naughtier.
She had a heavy mane of dark, curly hair, almost black but shot through with reddish highlights, glinting copper, bronze, rust as the sun fell over her. Her eyes, closed now, were mahogany brown, heavily lidded and lashed. Her cheekbones were high and rather exotic, with a speckling of freckles just a shade darker than her suntanned skin. Her mouth was wide and full and sensual — the sort of mouth that automatically made a young man think of blow-jobs.
She was wearing only the bottom half of her bikini as she sunbathed topless in the privacy of her own back yard. Her tits were plump and firm, capped by rosy nipples that stood out in twin peaks, stiff and tantalizing, a mouth-watering sight to any man or boy — and to quite a few women, as well. Her back was slender, her waist narrow and her belly gently rounded. She was slim-hipped and long-legged, sinewy yet soft, athletic in a very feminine fashion.
Her bikini bottom was a tiny wisp of silk, drawn tight across her hips and dragged up into her crotch, as if by the suction of her cunt. A few wisps of dark pubic hair curled out from the narrow crotchband. She lay on her back, one shapely leg extended, her foot trailing in the water and the other knee slightly raised, her thighs parted.
In that position, Tracy was a most provocative sight, a vision that would have caused instant hard-on’s, had there been any horny young men about to admire her.
But Tracy was alone.
Except for the dog.
Major, the big Great Dane, was lying in the grass beside the pool, his massive head resting on his front legs, slumbering peacefully. The brute was entertaining doggy dreams, pursuing juicy bunny rabbits and hated cats. His powerful haunches stirred and his flanks rippled gently.
Tracy, as usual, was dreaming about handsome men and boys — film stars and athletes and shaggy singers — and her dreams were beginning to take on an erotic nature. She dreamed of being seduced — and of seducing. Images of giant pricks, rigid and throbbing as they loomed up from swollen scumbags, danced fancifully through her sleeping mind. Her sexy lips turned up in a smile, her long, silken eyelashes fluttered — and her cunt began to simmer.
The heated fragrance of pussy wafted from the girl’s groin and drifted across the yard on the gentle breeze — coming to the sensitive snout of the Great Dane. He, too, was dreaming and their dreams were becoming linked by that exciting scent.
The dog’s nostrils twitched and rippled, inhaling the perfume of pussy. His long, red tongue came lolling from his jaw, wet with slobber. His dreams changed subtly and gradually, the object of his sleeping pursuit shifting away from rabbits and cats to a far juicier and tastier and provocative sort of prey — aromatic pussy.
The Great Dane’s huge cock began to swell and elongate from his loins. His balls ballooned and his cock-shaft slowly extended and hardened. His fat sheath drew back and the tip of his angry red knob came squeezing out.
The brute inhaled deeply and all of his bloated cock-head slipped free of the hairy sheath, looming out in a fat wedge of slick meat, the cleft parted. His knob pulsed in and out and a few drops of frothy pre-cum oozed from his piss hole.
Major woofed and rumbled deep in his throat, then began to whine. He stirred restlessly, aroused by the provocative scent assailing his nose. His stubby tail wagged. He whimpered and opened his amber eyes.
Raising his head, tongue hanging out and dripping, the Great Dane gazed at his young mistress. The dumb brute was slightly puzzled, knowing full well that Tracy was not a bitch in heat and not able to figure out why his instincts and reactions were spanning the gap between the species. But he most definitely was aroused, whether he knew why or not. His prick was thundering by this time.
He arched his big, blunt head around and licked at the slippery tip of his flaring cock-head, then stared back at the girl from whose groin those delicious aromas were streaming so tantalizingly.
Because he was only a dumb animal, Major didn’t know why he was getting so excited about the girl but, being only a dumb brute, he also had no idea that bestiality was taboo.
The Great Dane decided to investigate this phenomenon. He got to his feet, rising awkwardly around the looming bulk of his cock. With his long prick jutting out under him, the naked cock knob almost reached his massive chest.
He advanced cautiously toward the pool area, his haunches lowered as if he were stalking a wary prey. He inhaled, following that compelling odor, drawn to Tracy’s steaming cunt like an iron filing to a magnet.
Tracy stirred, breathing a bit harder as her dreams got more intense. Her hips shifted slightly. She dreamed that she was sitting on Mick Jagger’s face, with the double advantage of masking his unsightly countenance while taking advantage of his voluminous mouth.
Major crept up, his muzzle thrust out, quivering. His wet, black nose flared. He lapped lightly at the inside flesh of her sleek thigh. Tracy murmured in her slumber. The dog licked higher, then pushed his questing snout right into the teenager’s crotch.
The crotchband of her bikini panties was sucked up into her smoldering cunt, exposing a hairy pink cunt-lip on either side. The material was drenched with pussy-juice. The Great Dane sniffed rapturously, then slid his fat tongue out and began to slurp at the delicious spillage of her cunt. His tongue lapped at her unfurled cunt-lips and at the sensitive nugget of her clit as it stood out stiffly against her panties. Doggy slobber soaked her crotch.
Tracy woke up abruptly.
Still smiling dreamily, she gazed down the gentle slope of her body — then gasped, as she realized that her doggy was sniffing in her cunt!
She jerked away automatically.
Major raised his head and whined, his drooling lapper dropping from his jaws, an inquisitive look in his eyes and his ears standing attentively.
“You naughty dog,” Tracy admonished.
But then she giggled, thinking that the dog looked just like some hopeful teenaged boy on his first date. His tongue had felt lovely and her cunt was still steaming.
Tracy nibbled at her lower lip, thoughtfully. Was it really so very wicked to let a dog lap her cunt? she wondered. And even it was, it would be her secret. The dog, obviously, could not kiss and tell — unless he could somehow pass on the information to other dogs, and Tracy giggled again at the thought of having a pack of hounds baying outside her window whenever she lay in bed, playing with her pussy. Well, was it wicked? Maybe so. But naughty things were always a hell of a lot more thrilling than wholesome things — and felt better, as well.
Tracy flushed, radiant with excitement at her own depravity, grinning impishly as she made up her mind to be naughty. She lay back, arching sinuously. She cupped her fat tits in her hands, pushing the heavy globes together and deepening the smooth cleavage. Her thumbs glided back and forth across the pert pink tips.
“Well — go ahead, then,” she whispered, huskily, giving her pelvis a suggestive jerk.
Major cocked his head uncertainly.
“C’mon, you big, dumb son of a bitch.” She giggled. “You want a dog yummy? Ummmm? You wanna lap my pussy, boy? Go on, then — lap the fucker –”
She hiked her trim little ass up, arching her slender back and tilting her groin higher. Her long, shapely thighs parted wider.
Major yelped and jammed his muzzle back into her bikini-clad crotch. He snuffled and licked, his wet tongue slapping moistly against her.
Tracy purred, wriggling against his snout, enjoying both the pleasant sensation and the dark psychological thrill of being so naughty, of surrendering so willingly to such an unholy whim.
Shit! I’m getting my cunt licked by a fucking dog! she thought, feeling deliciously degenerate.
The Great Dane burrowed in, as if he were trying to root a rabbit from its warren. His nose nudged, pushing the sodden crotchband of her bikini panties right up into her cunt. Juice creamed down her rosy cunt-lips, and the doggy hungrily lapped it up, slurping around the hairy rim of her pussy as the aroused teenager squirmed and writhed in ecstasy. Her heart-shaped ass jerked and her hips and belly pumped in a fucking motion.
Reaching down, she grasped the Great Dane’s collar and pulled his head away for a moment. Major gave her a baleful look, thinking she was denying him that succulent snack steaming between her thighs. But Tracy only wanted to uncover the tray.
She tucked her thumbs under the elastic waistband and, hips grinding, drew her panties down. She kicked one foot free, leaving the soaking garment looped around the other ankle. She tilted her crotch up again, presenting her naked cunt like a steaming hot dish on a hairy platter. Her pussy-lips were unfolded, exposing the darker inner folds, all streaked with girl cream. Her clit stood out like a stump in a swamp.
Pulling gently at her tingling nipples, Tracy gazed down her belly and licked her lips. She couldn’t blame the doggy — her cunt looked awfully delicious!
Tracy knew, from licking her fingers when she frigged herself, that pussy-juice was scrumptious and, naturally, she often wondered what the stuff would taste like when a girl sucked it straight out of a creaming cunt-hole — another naughty experience to which she aspired!
Whining, Major dived into her crotch again, lapping with glee at her naked cunt-gash.
Tracy moaned. It felt even better now that her panties were not hindering his tongue strokes. She reached down and spread her cunt-lips wide open, turning her pussy into an oval slot. The dog’s long, hot tongue slid right up her cunt-hole and she gasped at the sensation.
He ducked down, running his eager lapper all the way up her groin with a slurp. She arched, trembling. The brute’s wet tongue started in the crack of her ass and dragged up through her open cunt, then flipped out in the dark tangle of her cunt-mound.
Pussy-nectar sprayed onto her belly and into her curly pubic thicket. Trickles of the pearly stuff ran down the insides of her thighs and soaked into the crack of her ass. The doggy was going crazy as he lapped at her overflowing cunt, his nimble tongue slapping at her in a frenzy.
“Oh! Oh! Oooooh –” Tracy moaned, jerking in a wild, horizontal dance against his head.
He whimpered into her steaming cunt. His tongue dipped into her pussy, traced along her cunt-lips and bathed her clit. As the girl’s cunt got hotter and creamier, the Great Dane got hungrier and hornier, lapping up that heavy flow with joy.
“Yeah — yeah — tongue-fuck me, boy!” she cried.
His lapper slid in, filling her like a cock. He licked at the inner folds, then drew his tongue out and lapped at her clit again.
Waves of fiery sensation rippled across her shuddering loins, running across her heaving belly and shooting like an electric current up her trembling thighs.
As her cunt-juice got thicker and creamier and even more fragrant, changing into cum, the Great Dane went into a frenzy. The flavor and the aroma drove the beast wild as they registered on his taste-buds and his nostrils. He seemed to be trying to jam his whole head up into her cunt. His tongue lashed her furiously and his nose flared in her pussy, inhaling her pearly perfume.
“Oh, shit — I’m creaming,” she gasped.
Her lovely face had contorted into a mask of lust, eyes narrowed and lips parted. She was moaning and whimpering and panting as she soared to the crest.
The doggy wallowed greedily in her cunt as spunk poured out, all foaming and frothy and steaming hot. His whole muzzle was streaked with her cream and his jaws were dripping.
“Lap it up — lap it out of me — oooh — fuck — fuck — ooooh!” Tracy wailed, dizzy with desire.
Her ass churned and her pelvis jumped and jolted. Spasms shot through her, each wave coming faster and higher. Then those waves had merged into one creamy crest.
Tracy cried out in ecstasy, hovering at the peak, clinging to her climax.
The final spasm shook her to the core and she slumped back, trembling and panting.
The doggy kept on lapping merrily away, spooning out the last spillage with his eager tongue. He slurped cum out of the crack of her ass, licked it from her thighs and cunt-mound, then lapped at her pussy again.
Tracy smiled dreamily, enjoying the after-play.
And thinking that she owed the dog a favor …

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Fantastic

And The Dog Made Three PT4

Chapter 4
Adolph, the big German Shepherd, had a dynamic hard-on. He was lying on his belly and his prick was so hard that it jerked spasmodically up and down. His long, red tongue was lolling out, drooling and his black nose flared as he inhaled Jennifer’s succulence. The dumb brute was confused. His instincts told him that sex was taking place, yet he could plainly see that Jennifer’s fuck-hole was being neglected.
He only knew that his balls were full and his cock was hard as a stone and that he was desperate to sink that huge prick into something hot and wet.
He whined — and waited.
* * *
Licking her lips, Jennifer leaned forward. Her brother’s prick was swaying up and down, neither hard nor soft but sticking straight out from his loins. She sucked his cock-head into her mouth again, wanting just another taste before she enjoyed the other half of this oral sex.
Panting, Joe sank down onto his knees.
Holding his prick in her mouth, Jennifer lowered her head as he descended. As her head went down, naturally, her ass rose higher.
Joe was kneeling before her now and Jennifer was on her hands and knees, her blonde head jammed into his groin and her trim little ass hiked up. Her plump tits dangled like ripe fruit under her, ready to be plucked. As she mouthed her brother’s cock, she purred and squirmed, wriggling her ass about.
Without realizing it, Jennifer had assumed a position very familiar to her doggy.
She was, in fact, in the doggy-fucking posture — and Adolph became less confused. Her vacant cunt was streaming, spilling juice down her thighs and pouring a flood of pussy perfume over the dog’s nostrils.
Adolph inhaled deeply. His whole shaggy body trembled spasmodically and the great lever of his cock pried his haunches up from the ground. Head lowered and ass hiked up, the big dog was in the same position that Jennifer was in.
Neither Jennifer nor her brother was aware of the dog’s interest. Jennifer was happily suckling away and Joe’s cock was beginning to stir and swell again, inside her mouth, thrilling the naughty blonde teenager. She wanted to get her pussy sucked off now, yet she was reluctant to give up that succulent mouthful of cock-meat.
She drew her lips away and kissed his balls. “Wanna cum again, Joey?”
He grunted and moved his loins, rubbing his balls against her moist mouth and sliding his prick up the incline of her freckled cheek.
“If I suck you off again, promise that you’ll tongue-fuck me, afterward s?” she panted.
“Yeah — Yeah!”
Jennifer purred. She ran her tongue over his ballooning balls, then slurped juicily on up his towering cock-shaft. She lapped up and down, tracing along the pulsing ventral vein, saliva running down his prick. She fluttered her tongue against the sensitive spot where his cock-head wedged out from his prick, causing that meaty slab to flare and throb and glow an angry red.
“I love sucking you,” she admitted in a sultry, husky tone. “We can suck each other off a lot, from now on, Joey, we can suck each other silly!”
He moaned, humping and sliding his prick through her parted lips. She licked up and down his cock, her tongue criss-crossing on the underside of the fat tube and then flashing against the bottom of his knob. She bathed his cock with spittle, then licked it up again. Her saliva tasted lovely, spiced by the flavor of his cock-meat. She fitted her pursed lips against the base of his heavily veined cock-shaft and began to run them up and down, as if his prick were a meaty flute on which she was playing a tantalizing tune.
Jennifer buried her lovely face in his groin, sniffing and licking, rubbing against his cock adoringly. Then she took his cock-knob into her mouth and nursed on it. Her blonde head began to rise and fall in the classic blow-job action, lips pulling up and down his stalk.
Joe frigged into her face, feeding her prick as her head ducked down. His cock-head pumped into her throat and she gulped, but held it. Her chin was brushing against his balls and her little up-turned nose was nestled in his wiry pubic thicket.
“Jeez, Sis, you’re swallowing the fucker!” Joe croaked, staring down, amazed to see that all of his cock was buried in her magic mouth.
She pulled up slowly, suckling with relish on every inch of his cock-shaft and then, lips collaring him just below his knob, she mouthed that flaring hunk of hot prick rapturously. Her lips nursed, and her tongue fluttered against the underside, then she twisted her head and wound her oval maw around on the pivot of his prick.
She bobbed down toward his balls again, gorging herself on his cock. She sucked, blew, then sucked again as her lips pulled up and pushed down.
Joe was fucking into her face in counterpoint, shoving his cock in as his sister bobbed down and withdrawing as her lips dragged and slurped back up to his smoking-hot crown.
A trickle of slime oozed onto her tongue, like gorgeous glue bonding them together, promising the cock-hungry girl another bellyful of cum. She began to move her head up and down faster now, eager to drink his cum-juice and also to get her pussy tongued.
But unknown to Jennifer, Adolph was sneaking up behind her ass, head first, following the aroma of her steaming pussy, his fat red tongue lolling out and slobbering hungrily. His prick was so stiff that it was humming like a vibrator, his hard-on seeming to begin in his asshole.
Thrusting his muzzle out, the big dog sniffed at Jennifer’s wriggling ass. His lapper slurped up the backs of her kneeling thighs and ran into the crack of her ass, dipping into her tangy shit-hole.
“Oh!” she exclaimed, in surprise, her big blue eyes opening wide.
She pulled her mouth off Joe’s prick and turned to look over her shoulder.
Joe groaned, finding his thundering cock neglected. His eyes had been closed. He opened them now and gazed down, seeing his rampant prick standing up alongside his sister’s face, her frothy saliva steaming as it evaporated from the hot prick.
Why had she turned away? he wondered, panicking, thinking that she had decided not to finish the job. Then he looked down at her up-thrust ass — and gasped.
Jennifer blinked, then grinned, when she realized that it was the German Shepherd’s nimble tongue that was titillating her tight little asshole. A day — even an hour — ago, Jennifer might have been shocked and pulled away from the dumb brute’s questing lapper, admonishing him. But following Tracy’s revelations concerning canine tongues, the girl’s attitude had changed.
She squirmed back against his snout as his lapper shot right up her asshole. The doggy rimmed merrily away, slobbering into her tiny brown ring. Then his head dipped down and his tongue slapped at her cunt.
“Oooooh!” she squealed, wriggling and rubbing her foaming cunt onto his muzzle.
“Sis — holy shit — the fucking dog is licking your cunt!” Joe cried, scandalized.
“Ummmm, I know.” She giggled. Joe gaped in amazement. His naughty sister wanted the dog to tongue her pussy! It was disgusting, he thought. But, if so, why was his cock pounding and throbbing even more in response to that dark knowledge? Maybe it wasn’t so disgusting, after all. Maybe it was just fucking delightful. Joe began to grin like a fiend.
Jennifer glanced up at her brother with an impish look and, seeing by his expression that he was not about to discourage the doggy, she looked back over her ass.
Adolph was whipping his hot tongue into her cunt-gash enthusiastically. Tracy hadn’t lied about that, she thought. A dog’s eager tongue was a real treat for a cunt!
“Yeah, boy, lap my pussy,” she moaned. “Slap that hot tongue right up my fuck-hole.”
Adolph whimpered, burrowing in as if he wanted to bury his muzzle up her cunt. His lapper slurped at her unpeeled cunt-lips, washed her pussy, bathed her frenzied clit and shoved on into her smoldering cunt-hole. Her cunt pulled on his tongue just as if it were a mouth being French kissed, dragging him deeper. Pussy-nectar poured out of her cunt and the dog lapped it up, spraying slobber into her cunt as he lapped her perfumed pussy-cream out.
Jennifer reached behind her ass and dipped her hand into her cunt, spreading her cunt-lips open wider so that Adolph could slap his tongue right up into the intricate inner folds. His tongue slurped and her cunt squished. Pearly ribbons of spunk ran down his hairy muzzle, dripping in gooey shards from his jowls.
“Sis, suck my cock!” Joe pleaded.
She turned back to her brother and pounced on his prick again, sucking hungrily. She held her brother’s balls in one hand and spread her pussy open with the other as she wriggled blissfully between boy and dog, driven wild by the double sensation of a mouthful of cock-meat and a cuntful of doggy tongue. Her brother bucked into her face and her dog slurped into her cunt-hole.
Adolph’s fat tongue splashed into her drenched cunt-gash with frantic enthusiasm, lathering her with slobber. He slurped up through her gaping cunt and on into the crack of her ass, tonguing her with long, rippling strokes. As the flow from her cunt got hotter and creamier and more fragrant, the dog yelped and growled and whined. His head ground around, twisting and turning like a terrier shaking a rat.
Jennifer jerked back against the dog’s snout, then rammed her head down to the root of her brother’s prick, relishing both, wanting to cream the dog’s tongue and swallow Joe’s jism-juice at the same magic moment.
Her cunt was starting to swirl with foaming cum and her hot mouth was salivating as if it, too, were about to cream. She moaned, squirming sinuously, her trim little ass churning and her blonde head bobbing up and down as if she were ducking for apples in her brother’s groin. As the German Shepherd shoveled his lapper into her fuck-hole, stuffing her with hot tongue meat, she fed Joe’s delicious prick into her face balls-deep, whimpering softly.
Joe’s pisshole was spilling out pre-cum onto her tingling tastebuds but, since he had already shot one enormous wad into her mouth, he wasn’t quite ready to cum again, she realized. She struggled to hold back her own creaming, wanting to drink her brother’s fuck-juice at the same time that her cunt juiced on the Shepherd’s lapper.
She forced her ass and hips to jerk more slowly while her head rose and fell faster in an effort to milk off Joe before she soared to the peak.
But there was another prick involved — a big, hairy prick that needed to be emptied more than Joe’s.
Adolph slapped his tongue into her cunt, spraying juice out. Then he raised his head, whining, his cock like an armed rocket under his belly.
Jennifer wailed, reaching behind her ass and groping for the dog’s collar so that she could haul his head back into her cunt. Devoid of a tongue, her pussy was fluttering desperately.
But then Adolph hunkered down, braced his hindquarters, and sprang up, mounting Jennifer’s ass.
His forelegs wrapped tightly around her hips and he clung to her haunches, panting over her back. He humped, flanks rippling, stabbing his smoking hot cock out into the girl’s soaking steaming cunt.
Jennifer gasped on her brother’s prick.
“Jesus, he’s trying to fuck you!” Joe wailed.
Then naughty Jennifer smiled.
Wouldn’t that be something to tell Tracy!

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Controlling Sister

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Controlling Sister 2

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Get On Your Knees

A short story. I hope you like! It might seem a bit all over the place, but I’m recounting memories. Also changed the names, so don’t bother trying to look them up..

Fantasm

Satisfied By Mom

My second story,well its a trilogy,I completed.I would release the second part in december if this is appreciated by the readers or sooner by the reader’s demand.Enjoy the incest….

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Breaking Sarah’s will with my freinds help

Breaking Sarah’s will with my friends help
It was a rainy day in November, I was sitting down in front of my computer jerking off to images of hot blonde women being hogtied and fucked thanks to my best friend john who sent them to me by e-mail, John and another friend Rowan were calling around to hang
Out at my house, my parents were away for the weekend so the only ones at home were
Sarah and me, Sarah was my 15-year-old sister 3 years younger than me and it was my job to “baby-sit” her for the weekend even though she was old enough to take care of herself, Sarah had always been a nuisance to me constantly telling on me when we were younger if I’d done something wrong not to mention she was always mummy and daddies good little girl but I knew better, suddenly the handle to my door started to turn, thank god I remembered to lock it “hey Damian open the door” I heard Sarah yell “I’m busy” I said “what do you want”, “I want to use your computer to go on the internet”, “I want to check my e-mail,” she said, I put my dick back into my sweatpants and unlocked
The door, standing there was Sarah wearing nothing but a towel tightly wrapped around her displaying her Marilyn-Monroe type body, big meaty breasts, a slightly toned waist,
Curvy hips, legs a touch on the fleshy side and a nicely shaped ass that I had always observed whenever she bent over to put a disk in the DVD player, she also had a very pretty face, large green catlike eyes, button nose, long blonde curls and a mouth you’d love to stuff with your cock, some would call her chubby but most would agree on ample or full bodied, “I’m just about to take a shower but I wanted to check my e-mail first” she started sniffing “what’s that smell” she enquired “have you been eating tuna?” lost for words and feeling quite flushed I simply said yes “will you be on the internet long?” I asked the sight of her wearing nothing but that skimpy towel was making me seriously horny “just a minute” she said, she sat down at my desk and the split in her towel exposed her inner upper thigh I felt a heavy feeling in the pit of my stomach, I was nauseous with lust, “what’s this” she said as she clicked on my porn folder images of busty blondes getting gang-banged whilst being tied up appeared in front of her, a horrified look fell over her face, “oh gross, Damian you fucking pervert, now I know what that fishy smell is you’ve been wanking off to this, wait ‘till mom and dad hear about this!” she said sneering, “your not going to tell them are you?” I said sounding panicked and looking embarrassed “well…I don’t have to not if you give £50 “ she said
Grinning, “fine” I said handing her the money any lustful feelings I had were now replaced with anger and rage, “thank you pervert” she said “I’ll leave you to jerk off now” and she left my room to have her shower, my blood boiled I needed that money for going out with my friends, I cursed myself for letting myself opening the door in the first place,
‘little bitch’ I thought as I was sitting down, just then the door rang I ran downstairs to answer it there were my friends john and rowan “what’s up Damian?” asked john as they stepped in, “my little sister found that porn you sent me and I just handed her £50 to keep quite about it” I said, John and Rowan made their way to my room “what’s that noise?” Rowan asked, “that’s her now taking a shower” I said, “really? I’ve got an idea” said john. He found my digital camera and walked down the hall to the bathroom “great she’s forgotten to lock the door” john whispered, Rowan smiled he knew what john was thinking and he approved completely, “I don’t know about this” I said, taking pictures of my sister in the shower and blackmailing her into giving me back my money seemed like a good idea, but my friends seeing my little sister naked? leering at her? The looks they give her fully clothed are bad enough but naked? ” You want your money don’t you?” said John “yes” I said, “good, now I’m going in I’ll take a few snaps, get them to your computer and she’ll have no choice but to give you your money back, unless she wants every man and boy in the village jerking off to her naked body” John laughed, Rowan was grinning too I knew they wanted to help me but I also knew they really wanted to see my sister naked more, something told me after all of this was done they were going to keep some copies for themselves I know I was, John opened the door and quietly snuck in he could hear the shower, there was steam everywhere, he saw the shower curtain and carefully slid it open making sure he was very quiet ‘great’ he thought she’s got shampoo on her face and her eyes were closed, John waited for her to turn for a full frontal shot and click, click, click, Sarah froze “who’s there? Damian is that you?” She screamed, John ran out of the bathroom laughing threw me the camera I uploaded the images and brought them up in under a minute, Rowan locked the door to my bedroom, mission accomplished and then we feasted our eyes on my sisters hot naked body, I had to admit knowing my friends were getting wood off my sisters shots kind of turned me on, “dude I would love to ride that” said Rowan “me too” said john, Just then an idea formed in my mind “hey, why don’t we?” I said,
2 minutes later Sarah showed up at the door, I unlocked it and there she stood she was wearing a bathrobe and her hair was wet, “Hears your £50” she said, already guessing the trade off “thank you, but I want something else instead” I grinned as I opened the door fully revealing John and Rowan sitting on my bed, “what are they doing here? Have they seen the photos you took?” said Sarah with a lump in her throat “yep…” I said cheerfully “….and now they want to see more” Sarah looked at me with disbelief, “we want you to dance for us a strip show to be more precise” said John “no I won’t” said Sarah “give me those photo’s or I’ll tell mom and dad” she said defiantly “I don’t think so” I replied “I think you’ll do as your told or everyone we know will see the photos of you all lathered up, Anyway the lads have already seen you naked doing it again won’t make any difference would it?” she nodded yes still looking suspicious and pissed off at the way she was being treated by her older brother, in she stepped Rowan turned on my CD player on came ‘I’m a slave for you’ by Britney Spears “I’ll do this and then ye’ll give me the pictures, okay?” said Sarah (a tear running down her cheek) I nodded in agreement, she stepped forward and slipped off her robe and started to dance reluctantly
she was wearing a black lace bra with matching knickers, the lads were thrilled I was too,
I sat beside Rowan and watched as my little sister performed for us running her hands up and down her body from her thighs, up to her ass, her stomach, cupping her breasts and back down again, take off your bra! yelled John delighted, slowly she unhooked, and revealed her perfect nipples pink and hard because it was cold in the room, they still glistened from the shower Sarah had took she caressed them, “and now the panties” Rowan Commanded “ and bend over so we can see better” I added, Sarah looked at me with disgust I smiled, she turned her ass towards us and bent over and slowly pushed her fingers under the elastic in the lining and pushed her panties down unveiling and tight pink asshole and a carefully shaved pussy, We all reached out and began to feel her “damn she feels soft and her skins burning” said john “yeah burning with rage” I laughed Sarah looked back at me furiously tears streaming down her face, She marched over to the CD player and turned it off “now” she said “give me the photos” I smiled “no” I said “but we had a deal, I’m definitely telling mom and dad now” she said red in the face “not unless you want to everyone to see your strip show on the net” I said as john unveiled a hidden camcorder form underneath a stack of clothes, Sarah just wept, things were getting worse by the minute, “what do you want now?” she stammered “our dicks in every hole you’ve got” I said casually “fuck yeah!” exclaimed Rowan, Sarah was crying hard now snot was leaking from her nose, I almost felt for her but I chose to feel her instead “ lay down on the bed, ass in the air” I commanded she did what she was told I grabbed her panties and tied her hands to the railing of my bed “just like you saw in my porn folder” I said smiling she looked up at me with a pitiful puppy dog look, her eyes red with tears her head shook as she wept, I opened my drawer and took out a mouldy looking sock, I kissed my little sister, I shoved my tongue down her throat and then I stuffed the sock that I’d been using as a wank rag into her mouth in really far she gagged
Her face winced with the flavor, “nasty” said john “but I like it” he laughed, “who’s going to break her in” asked Rowan, I knew Sarah was a virgin so I said “whoever has the biggest cock” we whipped them out john and me were about the same but Rowans was huge and thick Sarah roared with fear at the sight of it,” that’s that then” I said “Rowan give her hell” said John, I decided to wait downstairs and get props for our fun filled evening “your not going to watch your sister getting broken in” said John “tape it for me” I said “ sure thing” said John as I closed the door behind me I saw rowan standing behind my helpless sister, Rowan was tall and muscular he worked out he looked really intimidating, he had a belt in his hand two guesses what that was for ‘that’s going to hurt’ I thought, He smiled “ok bitch no mercy” said Rowan poking his thumb in Sarah’s asshole, Sarah looked at me I looked back, her expression begged me to stop this, I closed the door and went downstairs and into the kitchen I could hear everything, the belt cracking off her ass, her whimpering and screaming, the springs on my bed squeaking, Rowan grunting and John ordering her to squeal like a pig for the camera I began searching for props a banana, a rolling pin some clothes pegs olive oil and other things and marched back upstairs the night was young and so was my little sister……….
TO BE CONTINUED………………
Breaking Sarah’s will with my friends help part 2
As I stood outside my bedroom door I could hear my friends raping my younger sister, the cracking noise of Rowans belt as he whipped Sarah’s ass whilst breaking her hymen,
Her whimpering and crying in pain, the loud fast thuds of my bed-board thumping off my wall, and my good friend John filming every moment for me to enjoy forever,
I opened the door and stepped in the heat was stifling and so was the smell, body-odor and sex filled my lungs, I looked around and saw John smoking a cigarette with my camcorder pointing towards the action, he was naked and jerking off, there on my bed was Sarah ‘my little sister’ facing my head-board with her hands tied together to the railings, her hot body sweating as she jutted backwards and forwards making the bed thud and squeak, she looked traumatized and was still crying as her teeth gritted into the wank rag I had forced into her mouth, it was helping her to deal with the pain (what a thoughtful brother I am) trickles of sweat beading down her perfect (and now bruised) ass, her blonde curls bounced around on her reddened and sweaty face, her meaty breasts jostled around as her nostrils flared for air, she was being given quite a workout, and behind her with his massive cock wedged in her virgin pussy was Rowan,
Rowan who had mounted my innocent and helpless little sister from behind, who had taken her flower and stomped on it and clearly he was loving every moment, his left hand on her ass as he had his left thumb shoved in her moist asshole, drilling her fast and hard,
She squealed with every thrust, Rowan’s right hand held his belt and every few seconds he would crack it off Sarah’s ass and she would whimper, Rowan laughed, his face was just as red as Sarah’s and sweat had started to bead from his face onto his muscular chest and hardened six pack, “that’s it take it bitch, cry your pretty eyes out” he said gritting his
Teeth, Rowan and John didn’t like my sister, like me they found her annoying and bratty which is why they were enjoying punishing her so much, each cry in pain was another victory for them, I looked down at his cock going in and out, there was blood mixed with
Wetness around Sarah’s cunt, “how’s it going” I asked, “she’s tight, too tight at the beginning but we’ve made progress haven’t we slut” said Rowan as leaned over and grabbed Sarah by her hair, turning her head towards his face, he leaned in close to her while continuing to ride her and whispered “ I’ve dreamed of fucking you for 2 years and now I’m the guy who has broken your hymen, pounded your pussy and taken your virginity, remember this moment forever as I become the first guy to cum in you, Remember the pain of my belt, remember how cheap and degraded you feel right now, you little slut, and remember me smiling” (what can I say, he really didn’t like my sister) then he stuck out his tongue and licked her face, he licked her tears and eyes and cheeks,
And then pushed her head down and with one hard sustaining thrust he shot his load into her tight little cunt, and cum he did as stream after stream of seamen flushed out of my little sister’s pussy, leaking down her inner thighs, white then pink, obviously she was still bleeding a little, I looked at her face, her eyes were shut tight, her face red and sweating, and she was crying uncontrollably, “john” I said “please tell me you caught all that” I looked at John holding the camera at her, he gave me the thumbs up, “ sweet” I said “ damn sweet” , Rowan relaxed and let his hands run up and down Sarah’s back wiping away the sweat before finally resting them on her ass, “ she’s ready” he said, let the fun begin, “ my turn” called john, as he handed Rowan the camera “ if that’s alright, Damian, you’re her brother and all” “ it’s alright, I can wait” I said (being a good host)
Besides I was enjoying watching and I knew that like Rowan, John had wanted to fuck Sarah for years and like Rowan I knew John wanted to settle a few old scores, John was tall and lean as well as muscular but suffered bad acne Sarah often described John’s face as a greasy pizza much to John’s annoyance, First, John took the old sock (I put in Sarah’s mouth) out, he wiped her cunt clean with it, whilst doing so Sarah begged me to stop this “please, you’re my brother have mercy”, she begged, “ right now, I’m your master, now shut up bitch” I shouted and then I grabbed the rag from John’s hand and stuffed it back in her mouth, Rowan was laughing, John started to feel Sarah’s breasts ‘Sarah your tit’s feel great, I’ve always wondered what they’d feel like, so soft” and then he squeezed them hard “how does that feel?” he laughed, Sarah eyes widened and she let out a muffled scream, John grabbed the clothes pegs I brought up from the kitchen and placed one on each of Sarah’s tit’s, she started squirming and groaning, the pegs were obviously painful, Rowan moved in with the camcorder first zooming in on Sarah’s tit’s, those pegs were really on tight, her nipples looked a little blue, then he zoomed in on her face, catching her anguish wonderfully,
John started to rub Sarah’s ass and gave it a little tickle causing her to squirm, I was beginning to see John’s technique now, while Rowan’s brand of torture was physical
John wanted to punish her psychologically as well, He was going to make it slow, painful and intense, John lit a match and held it up to her asshole, letting it dance along her crack,
Sarah went wild with pain and clenched as hard as she could, and ended up quenching the match with the cheeks of her ass, “how does that feel, I bet that feels sore and itchy, huh?”, “I’ll bet you’d let something to scratch that sore itch with, well don’t worry” John said as he pushed her cheeks apart and rammed his rock hard cock into her butthole , Sarah grit her teeth in agony, ‘the Bastard was right’ she thought, the sore itch did feel better although his cock violating her ass was agony the sore itch felt better ‘Bastard’ she thought ‘he’s trying fuck with my head as well’, John started slow and then sped up, she clenched to deal with the pain adding to John’s enjoyment, “ nice n’ tight” he mused as he slid in and out, John picked up pace and Sarah’s wails turned into one long squeal, John leaned on her and whispered into her ear “ How does it feel to have my ‘greasy’ body against yours?, and my ‘greasy’ dick up your ass?, and my ‘greasy’ hands on your tit’s?” Sarah knew what he meant and knew she was suffering for it, “get ready for a pizza delivery roared John, Sarah closed her eyes tight and bit down on the sock as John thrust his cock in hard and shot his load,” UUUUUGH OH YEAH! YES, YOU WHORE, TAKE IT ALL!” John grabbed Sarah by her hips and pushed himself into her even harder savoring the feeling and looking delighted as she sobbed loudly, John grabbed Rowans belt and gave her 10 lashes for the hell of it across her back, she wailed and sweat ran once more down her body and cum gushed from her now raw asshole , “ your go Damian” John said cheerfully, “ yes” I said and Sarah, if you think Rowan and John fucked you hard wait until I start on you” I grinned, Sarah looked down and cried……………
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Fantasm

Amandine

Chapter 1: the starting point
I am 25 and I work for a company that does social researches: people behavior, response to a particular situation… During election times, we can conduct polls. 80% of our business comes from food brands: what does the consumer need? What are the flavor that he prefers?…
What I do in this company is quite simple: I collect data. I am not really found of my job but it does not bore me, I have a decent salary and most of the time my works hour are really correct. If I say most of the time it is because of the project I am working on. Basically, I have to look people sleeping. There is an atmosphere of mystery behind this project: we do not know who it is for or why. Rumors say that it is for a pharmaceutical company which does trial on a sleeping pill. Others say it is a test for different mattress.
The idea is quite simple: people have accepted to have a camera in their room for a year and to be taped sleeping. A bedroom is quite a private place so they have a remote control to shut down the camera for 3, 8 or 12 hours in a row. All people that have accepted this weird demand are single. So if there are two people (or more) in the room, the camera identify it thanks to heat control and shut down by itself, unless if someone working for my company (as myself) turn it on manually. But when we do that, every one of us has a personal code: if we are tempted to turn it on for the show down, big brother will know who did it. I think you understood it, everything is done to keep the privacy of the “subjects”. If things are not getting hot, we are expected to turn on the camera.
If I have accepted to work on this project is for several reasons. First of all, sometimes we have to watch people sleeping in direct. I am not a weird guy but this means night hours salary… I can also work at home (download the video and look at them on my personal computer). And most of all, I have a lot of free time. As I do not need to sleep a lot, I do not have to catch my night working hours. As I want to become an engineer, I work on my computer skills on my free time.
We are three to work on this project (as “data collector” of course). And we have agreed all together to always work on the same subjects. I consider myself as the lucky one. My luck is the subject of this story and she has a name: Amandine.
Amandine is a brunette single mother. As you can imagine, she is gorgeous. She is a petite brunette with what seems a killer body. If I say “seems” it is because I haven’t actually seen it, yet. And it is obvious that she does what she can to hide her assets from the camera. At the beginning.
During the first month, all of the subjects were obviously too aware of the camera. They were turning it off for any purpose, Amandine including. But as everyone was forgetting the presence of the Eye, she was obviously not. I cannot say why I have this feeling because like anyone, she was less and less bothered by the intruder. From the beginning, I had a particular interest on her, which is perfectly understandable: we all spend more time on what is interesting at our work and in mine, everything was the same except of the look of my subjects. On that topic, she had a better hand that anyone else among my subjects. But my interest on her increase when my feeling persist: she was (almost) always aware of the camera but she would act as she was forgetting it.
At the beginning, it was nothing; and maybe it really was nothing. A drawer left open. An untied bed. Her pajamas on a chair. And then it was the door of her bathroom not totally close, but not open enough to let me see her, or I could see her walking out of her bathroom only covered with her SERVIETTE because she had forgotten her clothes in her room. I find women dressed like that really sexy. As I was watching her the first day that this happened, I had quite a boner waking up in my pants. But nothing more happened.
One Sunday afternoon, I was at work, watching at my subjects on “direct” as Amandine walked into her room. She closed her door with the lock, something she did not do a lot. And open a drawer of her desk. Before I can see what she was looking for, she turned off the camera. For three hours. Most of the time, this means sex, or masturbation. And from my “knowledge” of her, this was not an exception. She never locked her door, and when she did she was turning off the camera for 3 hours. Every time. What was new in this pattern was the drawer. I had to review the scene several time to find what was really weird.
She comes in her room and locks her door. Normally, she would take the remote of the camera on her left, in its usual place, and turn it off, but here no. She walks through her room, passes her bed, straight for her desk and the drawer. She opens the drawer and the camera is shutting down. What I missed the first time was the remote of the camera on the side of her bed. When she passed it, she took the remote without me seeing it. It has been three months that I have watch her living in her room and I consider that I quietly know her. I have even witness several time her strange relationship with her daughter, but I will talk about that later. The remote is always at its place (close to the door when she is not in her room, and on the table beside her bed when she is in), never on the bed. Never. Except this time. I had to go back to the morning to see how the remote had ended on the side of the bed. She put it here when she put her shoes. Usually, she sits on her bed an put her shoes but this time, she knelt at the end of her bed to put her shoes. As she had the remote on her hand, she put it on the bed. One month earlier, I would not have notice it. But if there was one thing that I had learned from the project I was working on at this day, it was that habit was though, especially morning habits. You are not totally wake up so everything you do, you do it automatically. My findings were confirmed by two signs. The first one was the quick look to the camera when she had finished to put her shoes. It was a look, but too quick to be a “normal look”. She did not want to be seen looking at it. The second sign was the little smile she had when she automatically put her hand on her bed to pick up the remote but living it where it was. Again, I could have believed that she used her bed to stand up but it was too much coincidence at once…
So I waited; three hours.
When the camera turned on by itself, nothing unusual was on the screen. She was sleeping on her bed, dressed. I was expecting something, I do not know what but I was disappointed that everything was normal. If everything was normal, I may have been wrong on my reading of her behavior. I hate being wrong. So I look closely.
I have only one thing to say: Oh, my.
I first zoomed on her face. She was not sleeping. When you sleep, your eyes are moving by themselves, fast. Hers were not. I aimed a little lower and I looked at all her body, closely. I cannot say that I never was tempted to do that but I did not do it until that day. I liked what I see. Her bra was unfastened. She was wearing a shirt but obviously she had unfastened her bra at a point during these three hours. Her shirt had only three button on: I could see the color of her bra, black, and her belly button on a perfect belly. The button of her jeans was open, all of them but without discovering too much – just that her panties were matching. And at last, her legs were slightly opened. Obviously she had enjoyed the services of her hand.
I looked at her like that for fifteen minutes, with a raging hard on. She was not showing a lot but this was one of the hottest things I had ever seen on a screen. I was beginning to jerk off when she roll on her bed. Her left hand “naturally” went on her right breast and massaged it for three second, through the fabric of her clothes. Until that day, I was a little (just a little) ashamed of watching her more than my others subjects. That was why I did not acknowledge what I was seeing even to myself. But when her hand were rubbing her breast, one think was obvious: she had big breasts; too big for her little hands, perfect for a man hands.
I was so hypnotized during these three second that I almost missed something. A moment before, she was lying on her dildo. When I saw this, I came. For my defense, I had only two “women” (read “girls in their early twenties”) in my life and it had been quite a time since I had intercourse. At that time, I was horny, all the time.
This day, before leaving work, I uploaded the tapes on my computer. I watched again the video at home and what I saw was making me look forward to the next time. Just when she ended rubbing her breast, Amandine had opened her eyes, looked at the camera and smiled.
Fate had put me an exhibitionist in my “subject”: a hot one, and subtle too. What will she let me see next time?
As I have said earlier, Amandine and her daughter have a strange relationship. They like to tease each other. Do not get me wrong, I had never witnessed inappropriate behavior even though they were really close: they were spending a lot of their time in Amandine’s room. As they were mother and daughter, every time that the camera was automatically turned off (two heat source, remember?) when they were together, I would put it on right afterwards.
Amandine and her daughter are not alike. Amandine was a petite brunette with big breast and an firm body: long legs (given her body), a firm perfect ass, breasts I was craving for and glasses. Quite the caricature of a porn secretary you would say. Maybe but she had something more. She had character in her body. Her daughter was blonde and a (top?) model to be: tall, a cute ass, little breasts (she did not wear bras, for my enjoyment) and a perfect figure. From their conversations, I had learned that she was underage for five more months. I did not get her name thought.
As I said, no inappropriate behavior but a lot of teasing. They would compliment each other a lot on their sex appeal (no hypocrisies needed, believe me). And it was on a regular basis that I would hear conversation like this one (on both ways):
– Well, we should stop chatting. I have a shower to take.
– Yeah, me too. Who goes first?
– We both know that the second one will have cold water, huh?
– You’re right… You want to take a bath with me?
– Eeeh… stop tempting me, someday I will say yes
I think you understand.
During all these monthes of watching the mother, I learned one last thing on the daughter. She was not aware of the camera. Do not get overexcited. The daughter was not an indecent girl. But I managed to have a good peek of her legs. She was lying in bed with her mother, after their showers (consecutive showers, not the same one), in their bathrobe. To put it simple, the daughter teased her mother with her legs. Amandine was obviously not comfortable with this. But I think she thought that the camera was turned off. Someone had explained her that when there were two people (or more) in the room, there would not be any eavesdropping. She must have forgotten that if nothing would seemed to happened, I was able to turn it on. Something I was doing each time that she was with her daughter.
Time was passing by. I was improving my computer skills and Amandine was becoming each day naughtier with the camera. The second time she teased the camera was the next Sunday after the first one.
She walked into her room, locked her door, took the remote and put off her top, face to the door. She glanced at the camera over her shoulder, smiled and… black. When I saw this video, I was at home. For me, the message was clear: I would have a quick show every Sunday from now on. And I was right.
From this point, I volunteer for every work hours on Sundays. And I was right, every Sundays, I had my little show.
At first, she stopped “hiding” the dildo. She walked into her room, locked her door, went to the drawer, took the dildo, looked at the camera and black. The following Sunday, she took the dildo, wrapped it with her hand in a provocative way and black. The next time, she caressed it around five seconds while smiling at the camera. The next Sunday, she took off slowly her top at the door of her room and faced the camera. She was wearing a red bra. She slowly run a finger on her chest before reaching her dildo, caressing it while looking the camera and… black. Every time, it was not more than twenty seconds but I was expected this moment during all week. She did not miss one single Sunday. Soon, she began to kiss the dildo. Lick it. One day, she was on her bra with her jeans open, I could see her white tongue. While she was kissing and licking her dildo, for the first time she put her other hand in her pants and she began to massage her crotch. I knew at that moment that I should have turn down the camera myself: until now it was borderline, but this was a step were I had to put an end if I wanted to keep my job. Unfortunately I was on “direct” so I did not have any excuses. I wanted to make it stop but I could not help myself and I let her finish her show. She slowly caressed her skin with her dildo: from her chest, passing between her breast (the white bra was forcing her boobs to wrap it), on her belly to her panties. She looked at me and BLACK. I had never been that frustrated but the black on the screen (with a countdown: 02:58:46) made me come back to reality. I was screwed. If my boss was to check my work and find out that I did not turn it down, I was sure to lose my job.
Like I said, I like my job; and during this period I was LOVING it. I did what needed to be done: I put my computer skills on practice. At least, I decided to give it a try. It took me four hours but I was able to do it: I went into the hard drive and make it look like I stopped the camera for three hours at the proper time. Of course, when I found how to do it I make sure to have a copy of the “movie” before erasing it. I had missed my lovely Amandine after three hours of “rest” but I did not care. Nobody could find that I erased some video. The problem was that it was easy to realize that I cracked the program. I had to find an answer to that. I had all the evening and all night to do so.
I did so.
Monday morning, the first thing I did was to go to my boss office:
– Hi Pete, do you have a minute?
– Sure, what’s up?
– Well I have a confession to make…
– What did you do? at that point he seemed a little worried.
– You do know that I try to become what I would call a computer engineer, don’t you?
– Yes of course, everyone knows that. I, myself, think that is a great initiative. You drop out school to early and you have the capacities to have a better job.
– Thank you…
– Yeah. So, how about your confession?
– Well, I was a little bored at work yesterday all alone, watching mostly empty rooms and…
– And?
– Well, I would say that I practice my courses and I hacked our system.
– You did WHAT?
– Calm down please, this was really stupid, I know but I did nothing in it. In and out, that’s it.
– In and out?
– Yeah, in and out. You can check it if you want.
– Well, I will surely do so. We will do on with this discussion after. You can leave and go to work now.
I know, my excuse was not perfect. But sometimes, the biggest lies are the better… and I admit that I did not find anything better. I was hoping to be as good as I thought so regarding computers. In the end of the afternoon, Pete called me in his office. What we all like in Pete, it is his capacity to find opportunities everywhere. He explained to me that a technician had come all day and was confirming my story. In and out. No harm done. This was a relief, but what stunned me was his proposition: “Look, wouldn’t you become our local technician for minor issues. You will practice your skills and fix problems as bug when your team downloads a lot of videos at the same time. But you have to promise me that you will never “give it a try”. You touch the system only if you are sure of what you are doing. Is it OK with you?” Useless to say that it was.
Since that day, I knew that I could turn off a camera afterwards: I did know how to erase recordings without leaving evidence, and it would be normal to go in and out of the system. My mind was running with possibilities, possibilities with always Amandine at the center of it. To prevent any misunderstanding, I would not have to try to turn on a camera. I just could keep to myself what my subjects allowed me to watch.
I have to admit something. Every “show” that Amandine gave me was great and really hot, but none of them was close to the first one. And the last one. The last one is well ahead of the others. Before telling you this last one, I have to precise two things. The first one is that I had deleted all the show she gave me thanks to the free access to the system provided by Pete, my boss. And the second one was an improvement I made to the same system, again with the approval of Pete. I had put a 10 second countdown for every automatic shutting down of the camera. In ten seconds, it is rare that something happens. But was long enough for the watchers to know if they could keep on watching or not. Obviously, I had a personal purpose to this. I became addicting to watching Amanda, not only the Sundays but all of the week, and I hated the time lost when her daughter went into her room and I had to turn on the camera. These ten seconds were allowing me to watch her almost continually.
One Sunday, I was at work waiting for Amandine. For all these weeks, she had followed her schedule really regularly but this one time she was late. I was desperate: maybe she would not come? She did not have to come… maybe she got bored, or found a new game. After fifteen minutes of waiting, she walked into her room. Obviously, she had dressed up for me… in her daughter’s clothes: white tennis shoes, long black socks, a black skirt above her knees and a white shirt.
As hot as she was, I was shocked. I had never expected this, and she was taking a big step for this Sunday. I was mesmerized by her look when she walked toward the camera, in the drawer direction. Like I said, she was not like her daughter. Therefore, she was not fitting the clothes that she had on: the skirt had to be a little higher than how her daughter was wearing it and, most of all, the skirt was too tight for her breasts: the top three buttons were open but the breast was nonetheless pushing two hard nipples against the tissue. She was obviously turned on. As for myself, I had a boner of a lifetime.
She put the dildo out of its drawer and she began to hungrily suck it. She was finally sucking it in front of the camera! I was so excited that I almost cum in my pants without touching myself. As she was thrusting her dildo in her mouth with her right hand, the left one was aiming the remote to the camera. She was killing me with lust! She blinked at the camera and did not turn off the camera. She was beginning to moan.
She stopped sucking her toy, put it on the edge of her bed and came close to the camera. I mean really close. I was only seeing her mouth and then she said with a low sexy voice:
– I know you’re watching baby. The red dot is giving you away, you naughty boy. I am sure that you have realized that from the beginning to today, I have never cleaned my little friend. Trust me, the taste I have in my mouth right now is sweat and delicious.
That was it. I came in my pants, without touching myself. She just gave me the best orgasm of my life. Better than the two women I had been with. She had been better than them without touching me, just on a screen, with one sentence.
When I regained contact with reality, she was turning her back to the camera and bending down with straight legs. I could almost see her ass. Obviously, the “almost” was on purpose. I opened my pants with shaking hand and put my dick out. She had her panties around her ankles. After three strokes, I had my second orgasm. I was so mad at myself!
– I’m sure you are expecting to see a little more than usual, aren’t you? Weeell… you won’t. Do not be too disappointed, I am sure you will enjoy yourself.
She took her dildo and faced the camera. Her “friend” was moving by itself… it was motoring! This was becoming more than interesting: for the first time, she was talking to the camera and I was about to see her masturbate. She put her dildo under her skirt and after a long moan, her hands came out of her cunt empties.
Her left hand went cupping her breast while the right one immediately went back in her skirt, massaging her cunt. I had seen her a lot of time more undress that this day but sometimes clothes on are more sexy than off. Not always, but sometimes. She began to moan louder and louder.
– Mmmh… Ohh. Oh this feels so… much good. Fuck yeah, I love this vibration in my tight cunt. Oh my god, this is so hot to know that you are watching, I will definitely not last long. My hand is so wet… so wet. Look (she put her hand out of her skirt). Do you realize that it is you that make me that wet? Let me suck my hand clean for you, ok? Mmmmh… I taste so fucking good! Oh my god, it is already coming! I am going to cum! Do you hear me up there? I am about to cum! In just a few seconds. It will be so fucking great don’t you think? AAAahhh! But… mmh… but… fuck yeah… I won’t let you see it.
And quickly she reached her remote and put the button to turn down the camera. I was so angry at her for doing this to me! This second was one of the luckiest in my life. In her rush, she did not push hard enough the button to shut the camera off. My angriness was replaced by a feeling of victory… this was much more good than if she had let me watch! She would not overplay her role but would act natural. One second before she climax…
– I am going to take a showeeeh… Mom! What are you doing in my clothes?!
Her daughter entered the room in her bathrobe. Amandine had forgotten to lock her door. I did not know if I was overexcited or mad: it was clear that the daughter had put an end to the mother coming orgasm but meanwhile, I was watching a mother with a dildo in her cunt, extremely hot, trying to find an explanation for wearing her little baby clothes.
– Are you masturbating???
– NO!… I, hum… I was just… Oh, fuck… yeah I am.
Amandine finished her sentence with an inaudible voice, ashamed. She quickly put her hand under a skirt, and took it off holding a wet dildo.
– I am really sorry for this baby girl. Believe me. But if I did not do that I would have… hum… you know… in front of you and I could never…
– Cool toy mom! You should have shown it to me sooner. I would have enjoyed it!
Amandine and I were so surprised by this reaction that we did not notice that she had took a step toward her mother, standing really close to her.
– Let me see it?
Before Amandine could respond anything, her daughter took the dildo in her own hand.
– And it is moving by itself! Well, this is a real piece of high tech dildo you have it.
– Stop this, said Amandine with a low voice.
– You’re right. We should put it where it belongs.
In a blink of an eye, she push her mother on the bed and knelt between her legs. Not too fast, not too slow, she lifted the skirt and approached the dildo to her mother cunt. Unfortunately for me, I did not have a good angle: I was seeing the mother, her great cleavage, but the shirt was hiding what her daughter was doing to her.
– Oh dear, it is as if it was moving in by itself!
– Stop doing that! I… oh my god!
– You’re enjoying it, aren’t you?
– That’s not the point!
– I have to disagree on this.
As she was saying this sentence, she got up between her mother’s legs naked. My appreciation of her body earlier did not make her justice. She was not a top model to be. She was what you see in a top model, not the women with anorexia but a young woman that would not have to bushed faced to Marilyn, Angelina or any superstar. She had almost perfect breast (one cup larger would have been a dream come true) with pink little nipples, a flat stomach and a tiny blond line covering her most private part. She began moving her hips while fucking her mother with the dildo. Even though Amandine was protesting, her legs moved by themselves and wrapped her daughter torso. The bond girl begun to stroke her mother chest through the skirt. The moaning became louder.
This was finished with one last, fast and hart stroke from the dildo.
They were both lying on the bed, out of breath.
– Oh my god, what have we done?
– Nothing baby girl. Do you understand me? Nothing. You go take your bath and we never talk about this, ever.
As her daughter took her bathrobe and went to the bathroom. Amandine stayed on her bed.
I quickly turned off the camera. I did not want her to see the red dot and understand that I had seen everything. After that, I download the sequence on a CD and erased its existence on the system.
It was only as I was in bed this evening that all the possibilities that this video was offering me hit me. Regarding the law, Amandine had raped her daughter.
The experiment would last two more months. I had this time to come with a plan, and find Amandine’s address.

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I finally had my way…

If you think incest of any sort or rape is disgusting, including drug use, DO NOT READ. If you do… enjoy… no hardcore drugs though 🙂 My first story so excuse the lack of experience

Fantasm

Cassy

This is my first story… It is about incest and if you don’t find yourself comfortable with the theme, please leave. If you are into (/reading) it, then let me know how you liked it. Also this is the first part of the many parts i will be uploading. The build up is slow and if it is not what you are looking for, either the theme or the slow-y build up, please leave. 🙂

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Where am I

~~Note: Hi there. This is my first story so all comments and emails are welcome. I am thinking about writing another one to go with this because it seems like a good and bad place to end it lol. Let me know :D~~
I woke up to the sound of crickets chirping. Awareness flooded into my senses as I sat up. I was in a clearing in the middle of the woods. I also realized I had a leather collar on and it was chained to a tree. Thinking hard I tried to remember how I got into this situation, but my mind was a blank. I could not remember my name, how old I was, or any other details of my life before this moment. I felt along the collar and realized there was a padlock on back of it. Slowly I got to my feet.
It was dusk by now and one by one the stars were coming out. I could feel my heart pounding as I realized my clothes were ripped all to pieces and barely hanging onto my body. I sat back down against the tree with and watched more and more stars come out. Soon the moon rose. It was a beautiful full harvest moon which lit up the clearing with a strange orange glow. I started to doze off, but was awakened by the sounds of something approaching through the woods.
I ducked behind my tree and hoped whoever it was would help me. The sounds got louder and finally I could see a dark shadow coming towards me from the other side of the clearing. I pulled my head back behind my tree and made myself as tiny as possible. The footsteps headed right for me. When they reached the tree, they stopped. Then I heard a sound that chilled my blood, whoever it was had unlocked the chain from the tree and was pulling it towards them…
It felt like hours as i watched the loose chain snake around the tree towards the unknown shadow. Finally though, the chain was tight, from their hands to my neck. One more sharp pull and i tumbled from behind the tree. The way the chain was held and the way I fell put me in a strange position. I was on my knees looking up as I finally faced the shadow. Silhouetted by the harvest moon was a man who looked down on me with an evil grin.
Never speaking a word he yanked me up to my feet and ripped the rest of my clothes off. I tried to put my hands over myself and he slapped me. Still not saying a word he pushed me back down onto my knees and pulled his dick out. He rubbed it against my lips and as if they had a mind of their own they opened. He shoved it all down my throat in one swift stroke. As he fucked my face I felt myself responding. My nipples were hardening, my clit was beginning to tingle. I started swallow him whole. He groaned and pulled away.
In a move that surprised me he picked me up and threw me on his shoulders and started back through the woods. I wasn’t sure how long it took, but eventually we came to a log cabin. He carried me inside and threw me on the bed. I looked around and noticed whips hanging on the wall before he was blindfolding me. I asked “Where am I…” He just laughed and stuck a ball gag in my mouth and made sure it was fastened securely. He rolled me onto my back and started tying my legs to the bed, then he tied my hands and moved away.
I could hear him moving about the cabin. Picking things up and putting them closer to me, stoking the fire, then silence. My ears were straining to hear any sound to guess what was going on. All of a sudden i heard a swish sound and something lit a line of fire across my left breast. Then another swish and my right breast was caught. I realized he had a whip and he continued whippin my breasts. When he finished my whole chest was swollen and aching and I had busted my lips screaming into my gag.
I heard water somewhere then felt a cold rag gently bathing my tingling breasts. I cooed into the gag and he laughed then brought his hand down in open handed slaps on my nipples. I screamed and again the wet cloth was massinging my breast. He replaced the cloth with his mouth, nipping and sucking on them. By this time my clit was tingling again and my pussy was dripping. I could not believe I was actually enjoying this pain and pleasure combination. He moved away from me and all I heard was silence once more. Goosebumps broke all over my body as I anxiously awaited what was next….
All of a sudden I felt him at the head of the bed. He undid my arms and legs once more took me in his arms. He carried me across the room and made me stand up. Forcing my arms in the air, he put my hands in cuffs. I could not pull my arms down. He forced my legs apart and also cuffed my ankles. Next thing I knew, my arms were pulled up and apart and my legs were yanked apart. The cuffs kept them in place. He then took off my blindfold. I was chained between the ceiling and the floor. I looked into my tormentors eyes and memories burst into my mind like a fire running through a dry forest.
My name is Kali and I am 19 years old. I am 5’5 with 36-30-34 measurements. My nipples are pierced and I have a tattoo on my inner thigh that says Daddy’s Slut with a carnation blooming around it. The man who has control of me is my long time lover and confidante, my older cousin Nicholas. He was 17 and I was 12 when I walked into the bathroom one day. He was in the tub with a dirty magazine. He told me to come in and lock the door… After that, nothing was ever the same. I have been his ever since. We ran away shortly after I turned 16 and found this cabin in the woods. It was a deal we could not pass up. Secluded but close enough where Nicholas could still work. Not to long ago, Nicholas asked me what were my fantasies and I told him to be taken by someone and have no clue who it was. Nicholas told me later on he had slipped a mixture of roofies and a few other things into my drink. He was hoping the memory loss would last a bit longer.
He removes my gag and kisses me deeply, forcing me to accept his kiss however he wants it. I strain against my bonds, struggling to press my body closer to him. He pulls away and laughs. “Hmmm someones being a bad little girl now. I have just the cure…” He puts the gag and the blindfold back on and I eagerly await what my wonderful cousin has in store for me this go around…..

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Fantasm

Krylo!

A story about the great and uncanny town of Krylo! It is unlike anywhere else on Earth.

Fantasm

a girl and her tentacle monster 11

sorry for this one, i currently posted it on another site and then copied it from there and pasted here, still readable tho! enjoy!—————————————————————-

Fantasm

My Twin Sister

It was a hot sultry summer day, and I was in my room playing the computer games. I wasn’t concentrating on the shooting down the digital monsters on the screen, as my mind was all focused on the area between my legs, where I had a huge hard-on, and was lazily pondering whether I should masturbate it off.
Then suddenly there was a knock on the door, and before I had a chance of saying “come in” the door was thrust open and my twin sister Nicole stepped into my room. She was wearing a black slip, a present she got a week ago from one of our aunts for her fourteenth birthday, that hid neatly her 32 AA cup-size breasts, and a red velvet skirt with a zipper in front that was reaching almost to her knees. She looked tanned and healthy (she was a captain in a soccer team) and she was beaming at me with her innocent-girl smile.
My hard-on got bigger when I imagined my twin sister’s naked tits, her tight shapely butt and trimmed pussy. I’d seen her slender body naked a few times, in the shower, and in her room when she was changing, so I knew, what was underneath her clothes. Nicole immediately saw what was going on between my legs and her smile broadened and transformed into a mischievous grin. She said, “I want to show you something today. Something my boyfriend has showed me the other day.” She pointed at my hard-on. “Something to do with it.”
I blushed. Her boyfriend Gleb, a nerdy boy with curly hair and tall lanky body, had been, unbeknownst to him, my sworn enemy for being an abductor of my sis’s attentions. But at the moment I was gaping at my sis and imagining what she had in mind. We’d done some fooling around before, not much, mostly play and games, some touching, some pinching, nothing sexual: she just never seemed to be interested in doing more. But now looking at her resolved face I felt that she was in earnest to do something bold, to trespass the boundaries she’d set up.
I sat immobile, my heart pounding, my limbs frozen up. Impatiently Nicole grabbed my hand, pulled me up and led me outside the room. Silently, I put on my sandals and followed her down our back lawn. It was a Monday early afternoon and our parents were at work. Our parents’ property is connected to the deep ravine that in turn opens into the Natural Preserve. We walked down the forking path, through the thick foliage, into the pine forest. There was a wide path by the Mink Brook — a mountainous creek barely ten feet in width and a foot in depth — where joggers jog and dog-walkers walk their dogs. We crossed the path, took our sandals off and waded through the brook at its shallow end, knee-deep, and went deep into the forest, towards a secret nook, which Nicole and her boyfriend had discovered on their joined expeditions.
I didn’t dwell on what would follow once we’d reach the secret nook. I was just watching the flexing muscles of my sis butt, totally galvanized by its symmetrical beauty. I craved to strip her skirt off and grab them and knead the two spheres in my hands. It was very hot and humid and I was sweating and panting. I brushed off mosquitoes and scratched my arms where they’d bitten me.
Finally Nicole stopped. We were right in the middle of nowhere, in a tiny flat opening, with pine trees all around us, and a vagabond arm of the brook a few feet away floating quietly. “No one will disturb us here,” Nicole said. I swallowed. I was scared, and my dick had lost its build-up and was flaccid now. Maybe it wasn’t such a great idea. Whatever Nicole’s idea was.
Nicole lowered down and sat on the grass that was strewn with pine needles. She spread her legs, knees up and lay flat on her back using her right arm as a pillow. “Nice in here,” she said. I sat down next to her. I looked at Nicole’s midriff, slim and tanned, and the erection was coming back to me. I needed some coaxing though. My sis had always been the brave one; I’d always stood in her shadow. That’s why she had a boyfriend and I had no girlfriend. “I’ll be your girlfriend, Dave,” she read my mind. That’s what the twins do, read each other’s mind just like that.
“Take off your shirt, it’s hot in here,” Nicole said matter-of-factly. Obediently I peeled my T-shirt off and wondered if Nicole could see my pulsating heart through the ribcage. She did all right. “Hey, there’s nothing to be afraid of,” she said softly. She touched my hand lightly and then suddenly pulled me down and I fell on her, crashing her with my weight. She giggled and kissed me on the lips. I kissed her back. And kissed again. And we were rolling on the grass kissing each other, our tongues exploring the caverns of our mouths.
I grabbed her shirt, her birthday present, and did what I’d wanted to do in my room, yanked it right off of her bod. She was still giggling when I press-weighed her palms to the ground with my hands and began to kiss her milk-white breasts, where her bikini had hid it from the sun. Her nipples were dark pink and had two tiny hair sticking out of its circles. I pinched on her nipples with my teeth and sucked on them, like a toddler. I let go of her arms and kneaded Nicole’s breasts, cupped them and sucked them more. They were firm and could fit in my hands. Emboldened I licked on them, slowly taking my tongue up to her shoulders and her armpits. Her armpits weren’t shaved and they were sweet-smelling of sweat. I licked her sweat off from both of her armpits and my mouth felt bitter, yet the smell and the taste of her sweat drove me even wilder. I unzipped her skirt. She hoisted her butt up and I pulled it down.
Underneath, Nicole wore a black thong. She was still giggling and showing no resistance. I looked at her flat stomach and a shallow round bellybutton. I looked down at the nexus where her thighs met. Her thighs were narrow, almost boyish. I held the strings of her thong in my hands and slowly lowered it down. I gaped at my sister’s pussy. It was so little, so trimmed, so snugly. It was the embodiment of everything pleasant as long as it has a prefix “so.”
Nicole stopped giggling and said, “Today we’re gonna fuck. Have you fucked before?” I shook my head. I took off my jeans shorts and my boxers and was snuggling against Nicole’s body, my skin tingling, as my thigh was pressing against her thigh. We were both naked. And all alone. I felt secure. Meanwhile the initiative was switching to my sister. I had no experience and I let her take on from there.
She took my dick in her hand and began to stroke it, first lightly, then faster and faster. She was listening to the intensity of my groans to guide the pressure of her grip and the speed of her stroking. She was fine-tuning her hand-job according to the music of my ecstasy. In the end her hand-job was as tailored to my body as that of my own. She released my dick then. I panted hard. This was a hell of a start.
Nicole took me by the shoulders and shoved me down. She held the shaft of my dick in her hand and lowered her pussy towards it. I stared right at her little pussy, which was parting its lips to enclose my throbbing dick. Her pussy was hot and it eagerly swallowed my dick, or rather sucked it in, inch by inch, until its entire shaft was entrenched inside her lubricated space. “Now pump,” my twin sister ordered.
And I pumped. Her pussy was a perfect fit to my dick. It was as if they had been created for one another. And they were. The brothers weren’t allowed to fuck their sisters. They called it a “taboo.” The most forbidden thing in the world. It was forbidden precisely because it was the best thing in the world! I didn’t know it, couldn’t know it, until that day. I was losing my virginity with my twin sister and there was nothing like it! It wasn’t just that I’d never done it before, never had sex, I felt with every cell of my body that it was much more than just that.
I was fucking my twin sister, or rather my twin sister was fucking me. She straddled me and pumped at me. My dick went in and out, in and out, setting my body on fire. She was bobbing like a spool of threads on a sewing machine, her hair in disarray, shrieking like a banshee. I was weak, weak all over, when she pulled out and lay on her stomach. “Fuck me from behind,” she ordered. Two bubbles of her butt were standing out like two vigilant guards. I grabbed them and stroked them and licked and sucked and drooled on them with my saliva. Then I parted her butt cheeks and plunged into her pussy from behind.
I was bumping against her ass as I fucked her, fucked her and fucked her, having lost any touch with reality around me, forgetting who I was, who it was I was fucking. Only Nicole’s groans reminded me what was going on. The fucking was simply divine. Our bodies had the same structure, the same height and weight. When I looked at Nicole, I looked in the mirror. Only that her facial features were landscaped into a female face. Our bodies were the same body, of the same person, only of two genders that had been splintered at birth. In copulation we re-united again, and this re-unification, after fourteen years of separation, was a feat of unearthly ecstasy.
“Take it out,” Nicole ordered. I followed her order blindly. I lay on my back and suddenly her butt cheeks were plastered over my face. I began to lap at her pussy, the pubic hair, the lips, the clitoris. Her pussy juices intermingled with her taste. Nicole raised her ass up and a heavy stream hit me on my face. For a second I was baffled, but then I realized that my sister was peeing on me. Instinctively I opened my mouth wide and drank her urine. It was very salty and bitter and pungent, yet looking at where it was coming from I drank it all down enjoying every droplet of it. “Show me your index finger,” Nicole said. I showed my index finger to her pussy and she squirmed a last charge of urine on it.
“Now stick the finger into my asshole,” Nicole ordered. But it wasn’t so easy. Her asshole was tight and it refused to accept my finger. I pushed it, pushed it with all my strength and the walls of her asshole parted and swallowed my finger. Her sphincter contracted and she screamed. I wigged it in. After a pause, Nicole said, “Now do the same with your dick.”
I pushed my dick into her asshole. Her asshole looked and felt so small I doubted that I’d fit in. But since she could shit out a turd, then surely she had enough space to have my dick coming in from the opposite direction. I shoved it in, fearing I’d tear my sister’s asshole. She was screaming, but not from agony. “No one fucked me there,” she managed to say. “It feels so good.” I made a final plunge and I was all in. I began to pump her, harder and harder, every move in her asshole was an effort, but such an ecstatic one.
I don’t know for how long it lasted. My dick’s gyrations intensified, sperm flooded into it in waves, and I felt light and unanchored. I was drifting off into orgasm. I held my sister’s butt cheeks, and the mere touch with its perfect globules exploded my body and I began to cum. I came in spurts and spurts and they never seemed to end. I screamed as I filled my sister’s ass with my cum. Finally I pulled out. My sister turned over and lay on her stomach. She wiggled her butt and farted. It was a loud, stinky fart, and my sperm came right out of her asshole. I wiped it off her ass with my fingers and stuck them into Nicole’s mouth. She licked my fingers, eating my cum.
I took my dick in my hand and directed it at Nicole. She knew what was coming and she smiled at me. I peed on her face, on her tits, on her pussy. I peed all over her pussy and then some more. I lowered myself down and we pressed against each other and kissed and rolled all over the clearing. Then we ran and jumped into the brook. We splashed until our bodies turned blue – the water in the brook was freezing. We returned to our secret nook and fucked again. Nicole’s pussy couldn’t wait to have me inside of it again.
It was a match forged in heavens.

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