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Fiction

Scarface

My sister interrupts a makeout session with a friend. I originally wrote this under the Chemical Ollie penname.

Fiction

Scarface

My sister interrupts a makeout session with a friend. I originally wrote this under the Chemical Ollie penname.

Fiction

Christy the cumslut

I was dozing off on the couch Sunday morning, the television quietly displaying an infomercial. The sudden presence of another person in the living room woke me up and I looked over at my daughter. Christy was fifteen and beautiful, walking toward me with long smooth legs. She was wearing her sleep clothes, a pair of pink cotton panties and a t-shirt that once had been able to cover those panties, but since she developed breasts it had slowly inched its way up her thighs so that it now left her belly button showing. I immediately grew hard under my robe.
Christy climbed onto the couch with me and draped herself over my lap, resting her head on her folded arms. I stroked her luscious blonde hair and her cheek. She opened her blue eyes and turned over onto her back, resting her head dangerously close to my throbbing erection.
“I think they’re bigger this morning, Daddy,” she suddenly exclaimed, sitting up and hopping onto my lap, her small ass rubbing my prick as she slid herself into a comfortable position. She pulled her t-shirt up over her head and tossed it on the floor.
I looked at my daughter’s perfect pert tits. Of course, it had only been a few days since the last time I had examined them, so I knew that there would be no visible change, but I eagerly cupped her mounds in my hands, bent my head down to peer at them.
“You might be right,” I said, gently sucking on a nipple. She hugged my head hard, holding me against her breasts.
She moaned. “I’m so horny today, Daddy. Can’t we go somewhere together?”
I had switched over to her other breast, sucking its nipple while I palmed the other. “Like where?”
“I don’t care. Anywhere. I want some cum. A lot of cum.”
“How much?”
“A lot, Daddy,” she groaned. “I want to bathe in it.”
I gently moved her off my lap and onto the floor. She knelt between my legs. I opened my robe, releasing my seven-inch cock. She wrapped one hand around it, her fingers barely touching her thumb.
“I’ll tell you what,” I said between deep breaths, “if you can make me cum before your mom gets home from church, I’ll try to give you a cumbath this evening.”
She needed no other convincing. She expertly took me into her mouth, noisily sucking and slurping my hard shaft, her tongue wagging over my cockhead, my balls, and the purple veins in my cock. She drooled over my tool, jerked me off messily. Finally I came, shooting load after creamy white load into her mouth, onto her tongue and teeth, over her lips and chin. She swallowed, licked herself clean, swallowed, licked me clean, and swallowed some more.
“Alright, baby,” I said, taking her back into my arms and on my lap. “I’ll give you a cumbath tonight. Rest that mouth of yours, you’re gonna have to do a whole lot of sucking.”
She grinned, rubbed her panty-covered ass over my semi-stiff dick. Then she got up, put on her t-shirt, and went to her room. I spent most of the rest of the day making phone calls.
I explained to my wife that I thought Christy and I needed to spend some quality time together. I told her we’d be going out to dinner and to a movie. We might stop to have dessert after the movie, so she shouldn’t expect us home early. My wife, ever-trusting and naive, thought it sounded like a grand idea.
I drove Christy to a nice motel. I didn’t want a hotel, as the room would be busy and I wanted us to be undisturbed by bellhops, room service, and the like. However, finding a motel that actually had baths was tricky. They almost all had only showers. One, however, had an equivalent of a Honeymoon Suite, which included a nice sized bathtub and free bubble bath to go with it.
Christy loved the room and immediately looked at the bathtub. She came out with a look of concern on her face. “I don’t think I’ll be able to get that tub full by myself.”
“I have enough donors for you, baby. I’m sure.”
“Yeah, but I’m sure to get lockjaw or something.”
I looked thoughtfully at the tub for a moment.
“I could call some friends. If that would be okay with you,” she suggested.
“This is your day, Christy. If you want some friends to help you, by all means, have them come over.”
Christy went to the phone and placed some calls. “They’ll be over within the half hour.”
“Okay. My guests aren’t scheduled to start arriving until forty-five minutes from now anyway. I wanted some time alone with you again first.”
Christy grinned seductively, pressed her back into me, “Oh yeah?”
I reached around her and unbuttoned her blouse, pulling it off roughly. I tore her bra between the cups, removing that as well. She walked toward the bed and I pushed her face down onto it. She lay still for me as I stripped, then lifted her hips so I could pull her shorts and panties off. She had a great ass, round and clean and tight. I squeezed her ass, a cheek in each hand, then grabbed a bottle of lubricant I had kept in my shirt pocket. I lubed up my first finger and gently rubbed her asshole, then poured some lube into it.
She shivered and gasped as the cold gel touched her deep inside. “What are you doing?”
“I want to fuck your ass, Christy.”
“I don’t know,” she made to stand up, but I pushed her back down, grabbed a pillow to stick under stomach, another for her to bite down on.
“I do know, Christy. I want to fuck your ass.”
I probed her gently with my finger. She cried out, bit down on the pillow, and trembled as I went down to the second knuckle. She was tight as hell, and I was throbbing to get inside her. I pulled out, then pushed in some more, turned my finger around, all the while she groaned and gasped into the pillow. I looked between her legs – she was dripping wet all over the pillow and sheets. I had made her cum.
I knelt behind her, bending down to position my cock at her shaved cunt, dipped the head into her tight pussy, and thrust inside her, filling her, making her cry out in surprise. I fucked her fast and hard, all the while working her ass with my finger, deeper, harder. She came three times, squirting her cum around my cock. I had gradually moved on to my middle finger, filling her ass up with the thicker meat of my hand. I squeezed one cheek hard and held it as I fucked her cunt and her ass. She came another time.
All the while she had been scratching and clawing at the pillow and sheets, but now I grabbed her hands and pulled them back, digging her head further into her pillow. I placed her hands on her ass and told her to stretch her cheeks apart for me. She obeyed, holding her tiny asshole as open as she could.
I pulled out of her cunt, keeping my middle finger in her ass, and positioned my cock right at the entrance to her forbidden hole. My cock was slick with her juices, and as I moved my finger out I instantly replaced it with the very tip of my cockhead, blocking her sphincter before it could tighten up.
I pressed down, aware of a pain in my prick as I tried to squeeze it too hard. I poured some more lube under the tip of the head, slicking up the asshole enough to get my mushroom cap popped in. She was kicking the bed and sobbing into her pillow. I stroked her back, shushed her, and helped her hold her ass wider. I pushed down, sinking slowly, inch by inch, into her ass. Finally I was half way inside her, as far as I believed I could go with her. I began making slow and shallow strokes, gently fucking her sore ass.
Soon it became easier to fuck her as her ass grew accustomed to my presence. I found myself penetrating her deeper, harder, and faster until I felt my balls slapping her cheeks and then my hips bouncing on the small round globes of her ass. I reached around her and cupped her tits in my hands and fucked her furiously hard, kissing the back of her neck where her blonde hair had fallen away, dark and sweaty, to the side. She had stopped crying, and was now only groaning in the hazy mist between pleasure and pain.
I moved all her hair to one side, baring her ear and her cheek. I kissed them, then grunted in her ear. “You’ve got a tight asshole, baby. Daddy loves your ass.”
“Uhn … uhn … UHN …” she could one groan at first as my cock brought her intense sensations. “I love you Daddy,” she panted at last. “I love you in my ass. You’re so big in my tight ass.”
I couldn’t take much more. I fucked her hard, then whispered: “Are you ready for your first load of cum tonight?”
“Uhm-hmn,” she bit her lip and nodded.
I pulled out, a slight popping noise reverberating as I cleared her. She turned around onto her back and I rushed to stradle her chest. She lay back with her mouth open and her tongue out, panting. I let loose my load, dropping cum onto her tongue, lips, teeth, and face. Her forehead, cheeks, and hair were all splashed with my seed. Normally she would have swallowed my loads down, but now she just closed her mouth and let the bit on her tongue bubble out from between her lips, boil over onto her chin and neck. I kept dripping and shaking my cock so as to get as much of my load as possible all over her face.
There was a knock on the door and I hit the bed with my whole body, exhausted. “Christy?” a young voice from the other side called out.
I rolled off the bed and opened the door, standing behind it so the girls could come in without showing the outside world my nudity. I shut the door behind them and they spun to look at me, blushing and giggling. There were two of them, two brunettes. They appeared to be about my daughter’s age.
One of them looked at Christy and grinned. “Jeez, Christy, you didn’t tell us you were going to be starting without us.”
Christy shrugged.
The other girl said, “I thought you said something about a bath.”
Christy climbed off the bed, my seed still dripping down her face, and led them to the spacious bathroom. “Wow.” I heard someone say from inside.
I looked at the clock. “You girls better get ready. The first wave should get here any minute now.”
I saw clothing getting tossed out of the bathroom, and in a few moments Christy called out: “We’re ready, Daddy!”
I entered the bathroom, leaning against the doorframe so I could listen for a knock at the front door. I had found my robe and put it on, and now I watched the naked girls in the bathtub with a lascivious grin. My cock had once again sprung to life and was peeking out from under the folds of my robe.
“Who are your friends?”
Christy sat between the two girls in the empty bathtub. To her left was Jennifer, a sixteen-year-old girl with perfect tits I feared Christy might never get. They were the size and firmness of softballs, and were placed close enough together — and had enough lift — that they provided her with great cleavage and tit-fuck space even when she was not wearing a bra. The girl to Christy’s right had a chest just about as large as Christy’s — half-grapefruits, I’d say. Her name was Brianna. After Christy made introduction, Brianna put her arms around Christy, cupping my daughter’s tits, and slowly, sensuously, began licking the lines of cum crawling toward her chest and neck. Christy kissed Brianna on the lips, the two sharing tongues for a bit, then broke apart, a string of semen bridging their lips and tongues together.
My eyes were torn between the pretty cumplay and Jennifer’s great tits. As Christy warned Brianna not to swallow any cum yet, so as not to diminish the bath, Jennifer turned her sexy green eyes toward me and smiled.
“If you want to try them, you may, sir,” she said.
I looked up into her eyes.
“My tits. Do you want to fuck them?”
I let my robe fall open and Jennifer got to her knees, thrusting her heavy chest out over the tub edge. I was at the perfect position to place my thick cock between her perfectly round mounds. Brianna and Christy divided their attention between watching us and kissing each other. Jennifer squeezed her upper arms together, pressing her tits tight around my aching prick. I slowly fucked her chest, enjoying the lovely sensation of her perfect flesh.
She bent her head down and opened her mouth, sticking out her tongue, my cock, on it’s up thrusts gliding ride up the pink ramp into her damp, hot cavern. Finally the joy of her mouth outweighed that of her tits and we forwent the titfuck in order to get into the blowjob more fully. She cupped my balls and deep-throated my cock, making me groan in pleasure. Her mouth moved expertly over my cock, and I caught a brief look on Christy’s face that might have been jealousy.
After a couple minutes of intense mouth fucking, Jennifer suggested Brianna taste me. I moved over and let the younger girl, fourteen, take me into her warm mouth. Her blowjob technique was not as expert as Christy’s or Jennifer’s, but as it seemed even more to be the attempt of a child, it was enticing and mind-numbing in its wickedness.
Finally I was receiving a three girl blowjob, with Christy sucking sweetly on the head of my cock and her friends on either side, switching from suckling my balls to salivating on my shaft and slurping it up with eager lips and tongues. I came once again, spreading my heavy load onto all of them, mainly focusing on splashing their tits and necks, though all three once again sought out my load for their hungry little mouths. This time it was Jennifer who let hers bubble out of her mouth and drool down to her left nipple, then reminded the others that they were here for a bath, not a meal.
I’ll summarize the events of the next six hours, as they were largely repetitive. Five men showed up at my invitation moments after the above-mentioned triple blowjob. They were led to the bathroom by myself and shown to the three girls, two more than they had anticipated. Every ten minutes, five more men showed up. The girls had to work quickly and well to get their desired candy from the men as soon as possible. Since there was a goal to the evening’s festivities, exploration of each man’s cock had to be traded for a fast and perfect blowjob. I watched every now and then, but mainly opened the door and led the new recruits into the bathroom. I knew all the men, if not personally, at least casually. I worked with them, or went to school with them, or knew of them from some other sphere of life. Very few of my calls resulted in the refusal of a free blowjob or blowjobs. Indeed, after each man spent his load all over my daughter and/or her friends, I sent them across the street to the gas station to have something to drink, and invited them back when they were able, to have another go.
The girls became experts at giving the individual blowjob. Perhaps it was her anal experience before the bath that led Christy to discover that if she sucked a man’s cock and stimulated his prostate with her finger, his cum was harder, had more volume, and gave him a better orgasm.
They also, at times, shared a man’s cock, though that was rare. A few heads were bumped in the process, but no one was injured. More often than not, they were each dealing with two or more cocks at once. Sadly, Brianna suffered from a cut on her lip when two eager men tried too hard to shove their cocks in her mouth at the same time. She quickly patched up, and after forty-five minutes of sourness and somewhat slowed production, she was as good as new and giving head to three guys at once (not in her mouth at once, of course).
I kept the order and peace, making sure no one cut, and sending home a couple men who had arrived drunk or become so as the night progressed. I would not allow harm to come to any of those girls. I was asked time and time again to allow the men to fuck the girls’ cunts or asses, but I knew that nothing would be accomplished that way. And I didn’t like the idea of another man’s cock in my girl’s cunt or ass. A petty quirk I tried to analyze, but could not find the time to do so that evening.
At a couple points I set a friend of mine at the door and returned to the girls for another donation of my own seed. They all paid special attention to me, and I was usually the rare recipient of two girls’ tongues or lips at once. For their extra care, I gave them more semen than I had believed I could make in my entire life.
As the hours went by, I watched the tub slowly fill with thick white cream.
I especially enjoyed watching Christy struggle to work her mouth over a certain African-American man I had invited from the factory. His cock was a monster, dwarfing even my not-too-shabby piece of meat. She could only get a couple inches past the mushroom cap, but managed to slobber her saliva all over his shaft from the side, and he seemed especially receptive to her amazing ball-sucking.
For her efforts, he came hard on her face, already hidden beneath the cum of dozens upon dozens of previous loads.
I got the girls water to drink to keep their mouths from drying out on all the dick they were sucking. I also held a bucket for them when they needed to pee, so that they wouldn’t taint the cum with the vile taste of urine.
Finally two a.m. rolled around and the girls were tired physically and mentally. They asked me not to let anyone else into the room, but promised to finish off the dozen or so guys waiting around in the room for their second or third (or more) blowjob. At three a.m. the room was empty, everyone thanking me profusely and promising me their first-borns. I waved good bye, shut and locked the door, and return to the bathroom. Christy was beaming, scooping up handfuls of the seed they had collected and pouring it on her chest, on her head, tilting back her head and pouring it on her face, licking and swallowing it, finally.
Her friends were likewise enthralled with their tub of cum, and they all bathed each other like young children in a bubble bath. “Thank you, Daddy,” Christy smiled.
I said she was welcome, and said the same to her friends when they also gave me their thanks. “Wherever did you get all those guys?” Jennifer asked, flashing her erotic green eyes at me.
“From all over.”
Brianna’s hand was invisible beneath the white foam, but she was leaning back against the wall, her eyes shut, her wrist dipping in just between her legs. Christy leaned over and sucked Brianna’s nipple.
I went back to the room, and tried to take a short nap. I, too, was exhausted. About an hour later Christy called out to me. I returned to the bathroom. She was frowning. “We can’t possibly drink all this, Daddy.”
I smiled. “Of course not, baby.”
“I don’t want to waste it all.”
I left the bathroom and retrieved a box from the closet. I handed washed out gallon milk containers to each of the girls and they happily filled up jug after jug with cum. “I don’t know how this stuff keeps or whether it’ll taste good for very long, Christy,” I warned.
“It’s alright, we’ll try it.”
I had to run to the all night gas station and buy eight more gallons of milk, dump them out in the parking lot, rinse them, and give them to the girls. Finally I enjoyed a wonderful show as the girls brought the level down to the point where they couldn’t fill the jugs anymore. They sucked and slurped the cum off the bottom of the tub floor, wiggled around and splashed in it, sucked and licked each others’ bodies and they each came a few times as they cleaned one another.
When they had sufficiently made use of the cum in the tub, they ran the shower, and I fell asleep on the bed.
I woke up around eleven a.m., late for work, and looked at the three naked girls spooning next to me on the bed. Christy was closest to me, Jennifer in the middle, and Brianna behind her. I called my wife at work, apologized profusely for worrying her, and explained that we’d stopped at a friend’s house and fallen asleep there. I assured her that the bonding experience went wonderfully and that the benefit it would have on Christy’s and my relationship would far outweigh the consequences of missing one day of work and school.
As I hung up, my cock was being gently stroked, and I turned back to find the girls awake, still spooning each other, and Christy holding my cock. They smiled, looking over one another’s shoulders at me, except Christy, whose beautiful blue eyes just stared into my own. I turned onto my back and Christy gave me a handjob.
“Can I fuck your Dad?” Jennifer asked Christy.
She nodded. Brianna lay on her back and Jennifer climbed out from between her friends and stradled my hips, lowering her pretty pink cunt lips down onto my hard prick. Her pubic hair was trimmed into a neat rectangle over her cunt, but far enough away from her lips that one could go down on her without tasting hair.
She impaled herself over and over on me, her cunt clamping down tightly on my erection. She was wonderful. Christy and I kissed, the taste of cum in her mouth replaced by toothpaste. Brianna reached around Christy and pinched her nipples softly. I reached up and roughly fondled Jennifer’s exsquisite softballs, kneading them together and making her tilt her head back in orgasm.
I looked at the young Brianna over Christy’s shoulder. “How about you, Brianna?” I asked.
“I’ve never done it before,” Brianna said quietly, almost sadly.
Both of her friends looked at her. “Really?” Christy asked. “Then you definitely should. My dad is an excellent lover.”
Jennifer climbed off me and Brianna was placed on her back in the center of the bed. Her friends on either side of her, Jennifer kissing the young virgin’s mouth, Christy rubbing the girls cunt, then sucking on her nipples. Brianna eagerly spread her legs and I prodded her with my slippery knob. She opened for me with little resistance, having cum already this morning from playing with her girlfriends. I shoved myself deep inside her, feeling her tightness give way to my powerful cock. Her hymen had been torn already during some previous sex act or contact sport, but she still quivered and moaned as I filled her with something the likes of which she had never experienced before. I fucked her fast and hard, feeling myself unable to take it much longer.
I tore out of her cunt, my balls tightening, my load welling up at the head of my cock. Christy raced toward it, throwing her mouth over my head before the first load escaped. I came and came and came and came, harder and better than I ever recalled having come. Jennifer had her face up to Christy’s, had her tongue slowly lingering on the underside of my cockhead so that as Christy pulled her full mouth away from my prick, Jennifer could catch the ample overflow, as well as the drippings still emptying from me.
I watched once again as the girls shared my cum.
That is where I will end this episode, though, be sure, that this was not the last time I sampled the treats of my lovely daughter and her friends. Perhaps another time I can describe just what was done with the gallons of cum we had preserved from Christy’s cumbath.

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Secrets chapter 2 part 1

Secrets: Chapter 2 part 1
It was about two weeks after the incident with Kristi when thing went over the edge again, not with Kristi, but it was yet another secret that must be kept, and more guilt for me to bear.
My bowling team had made it to the finals, a first for us. Everyone wanted to be there to cheer us on, so Beth, Kristi, Traci, Bobbi (my wife’s niece), Megan (Traci’s best friend), and Heather (my niece) all joined us at the bowling alley. Of course my sister (Brandi) was there, along with her two younger daughters, Beth’s one sister (Brea), and her youngest daughter (Abbey). We didn’t do very well the first set, lost by fifteen pins, but we didn’t care. Why? Well by that time we were all getting pretty hammered, the adults anyway. My fan club did their job on the next set of ten frames, cheering me on to the best game I had ever rolled, and distracting our opponents. We won by twenty pins. If we could win the third game, we would take home the trophy, or at least didn’t lose by more than four pins. The only problem now was that my entire team was drunk.
I stepped up to roll my first ball and saw twenty pins at the end of the alley. I shook my head and stepped back off to give myself a minute. My dad, the captain of our team, asked me what was wrong, and I told him. His answer to me was: “You only have to knock down ten, so what’s the problem?” We all laughed and I rolled a strike. I guess his advice worked, that time anyway, since it was the last strike I got the entire game. We ended up losing by twenty pins. As we were all getting ready to leave, Bobbi, Megan, Heather, and Abbey asked if they could stay with us for the night, a sleep over.
Beth and I knew what they really wanted, we were the cool relatives, the partiers of the family and they knew we would let them drink at our place.
When we made it home, I help Kristi set up the karaoke machine, while Beth and Traci fixed up some mixed drinks. The evening went on with the girls and Beth singing and dancing, hell, even I showed off some of my moves. About three hours later however the girls were all still going strong, and Beth and I was starting to drag do to our buzz. We sat back on the couch and watched the girls carry on. I have to admit that at first I felt a little bit nervous about being the only man in the apartment, but by the time I was ready to crash I didn’t care. Since it was an apartment there wasn’t a lot of space, and Kristi used that to her advantage a few time by sitting on my lap when there was no other seat to be had. But once Beth took the seat next to me on the couch that ended.
Beth was always a bit cold blooded, it didn’t take much for her to catch a chill, and after all the activity and now setting she became cold. She snuggled up to my side and draped a blanket over top our laps. Of course she pulled it up around her neck. As we sat and watched the girls I could not help but notice how attractive our family was. All of the girls were pretty, each in the own way, and a couple were down right sexy. Bobbi was one of those sexy ones. She was dancing right in front of me as Traci sang some pop tune. She had a sweet little body on her, a tight round ass, full hips, a tiny waist, and a nice pair of firm round breasts, not quite as large as Terri’s but close. If I had to guess I would say a good solid 36C. She was petite like the rest of the women of the family, only standing five foot-three inches, with a thick head of dirty blonde hair. She had a round face, a button nose, big brown eyes, a full lips. The other sexy one was my niece, Heather. Her and Bobbi were built very similar, although Heather’s breasts were a bit smaller when it came to poking out from her body, but more full. I would have to say a firm 32D. She was an inch taller than Bobbi even though she was a year younger, Heather had thick brown hair, big brown eyes, and she too had a round face. When the song ended, Abbey took over the mic, and Traci, Morgan, and Heather joined Bobbi in the center of the floor for a group dance. Morgan was a pretty girl, round face, dark, wavy red hair, with green eyes, and a pair of plump lips. She was a lot like Traci, a little pouchy around the middle, but had a nice round rump. Her breasts were not all that big, but what she had was shape perfectly, and firm as hell. They bounced as she danced, but there was no wiggle. And to watch those four dance was enough to make any man hard, and I was no exception. Of course Beth did not help matters.
You see soon as I had the machine up and running I slipped out of my jeans and sweater into my sleep-pants and a T-shirt. And as I watched the girls dance, Beth had reached down under the blanket, carefully pulled my growing cock out of the front hole and was stroking me slowly. Between her experienced hand-work, and the girls shaking everything they had in front of me, I was rock hard in no time. All I could do was lay my head back and enjoy. It wasn’t long before I felt myself starting to build to orgasm, and wasn’t sure what to do. But at that same time the room started to spin and I closed my eyes, and Beth stopped pumping me. I glance over at her and Beth was pushing up off the couch. She made sure the blanket covered me well, as she had left my throbbing rod out of my pants. She stumbled a little and Traci caught her.
“I have to pee.” Beth stated, wobbly and slurred. “Don’t you go anywhere.” She gave me a knowing, lusty smile and stumbled her way down the hall to the bathroom.
I laid my head back again and noticed Kristi and Abbey shuffling down the hallway behind Beth. Morgan popped another CD in and they all started to dance again. It was obvious that they all were getting tipsy, as I closed my eyes and waited for Beth to return and finish what she had started, knowing full well that we would soon have to take it to our bedroom for the finale.
I don’t know how long I laid there on the couch waiting, as I was drifting in and out, but I was happy to feel Beth’s hand slip under the blanket. She ran her hand up my leg, and over my still hard cock. Rubbing it with her palms before lacing her fingers around the meaty shaft. Slowly she started to stroke up and down once again. I just laid there with my eyes closed, enjoying the wonderful sensation, listening to the music, and trying my damnedest not to moan. It wasn’t long before I felt a second hand start massaging my balls gently, almost fearfully. Shortly after that I felt the blanket lift up from my lap, and the cool air of the room whisper over my engorged head.
“What are you doing?” I asked Beth, freaking out because of the girls being in the room. But when I opened my eyes, Beth was not there at all, just Traci, Morgan, Bobbi, and Heather. Traci was sitting beside me where Beth had been, her finger gripping my shaft. Heather was sitting on the arm of the couch at my other side, watching intently, as was Bobbi as she kneeled at me leg below Heather, and Morgan sat on the floor between my legs, her right hand cupping, squeezing my scrotum, while her left reached under her shirt, playing with her breasts. None of them even flinched from my question, they just kept doing what they were doing.
“Mom went to bed and passed out.” Traci whispered into my ear. Her tongue swirling around the outer edges as she finished her sentence, sending waves of sexual desire throughout my entire body. “She said something about finishing you off, but we didn’t understand it until I noticed your dick bounce under the blanket. When I took a peek I was pleasantly surprise to see it out of your pants and hard as a rock. Then I just couldn’t help myself, it was too pretty of a hard on to waste.”
I glanced at each of their pretty young faces, surprised, confused, and stunned that theses four teenage girls would even think of having sex with me, let alone actually doing it. I was younger than Beth, by six years, but still much older than all of them at thirty. Traci and Morgan where the oldest at seventeen, Bobbi a year younger, and Heather was only fifteen. I was drunk too, and the idea of having sex with the four of them excited me beyond belief, not because of their age, or the taboo of it all, I just had never had sex with four women at the same time. But as drunk as I was I still knew it was wrong, just thinking of it brought on a strong sense of guilt, not just for Beth I’m afraid, but for Kristi too. I felt that even my thoughts were a betrayal of both of them. Beth because I loved her so much, and she was my wife, and Kristi, because I loved her too, and had refused her for some of the same reasons the idea now turned me on so much.
“No… we can’t, I can’t.” I breathed. Traci had a masterful hand, what she was doing to me felt so good it took all I had to put the word “no” together.
“No one will ever know, John.” Traci whispered into my ear again, her warm breath sent chills down my spine. “Not as long as you play along.”
That last statement brought me out of the blissful state I had been in, not far enough to kill my erection, Traci and Morgan’s hand made sure of that, but enough that my mind cleared a little more. “What the hell does that mean?”
“As long as you let us do what we want, none of us will ever say a word to anyone.” Traci cooed, as if that would make it seem like less a threat.
“And if I say no?”
“Well… I don’t think, with you being so drunk, you can really stop us. Even if you tried there would be enough noise to wake mom, and what is she going to think when she walks out here and sees your big hard dick sticking out in front of the four of us? You really think she is going to think we are doing it, or that you are trying to make us fuck you?”
I closed my eyes and ran the scenario through my head, and she was right. My seventeen-year-old step-daughter had me, and there was no way out of this for me. I couldn’t believe it. And all the while she sat there threatening me, Traci kept right on pumping my cock, not missing a beat, never changing her rhythm, and keeping me on the edge of ecstasy. “Fine you win… but just this once.”
“We’ll see…” Traci purred, as her mouth took mine, and her tongue quickly found it’s way inside.

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Pleeky Blinds Her: Chapter One

Plenko is getting used to his life as a new college freshman, he’s meeting older women, partaking in activities he normally wouldn’t be, and exploring the sexual side of college. But where will his adventures take him? It’s only the beginning. Hey guys! I am always open to suggestions for my stories, so if there is something you guys would love to read in the next chapter, leave it in the comments! Also, follow my Tumblr for GIFS and pictures of motivation for my stories!

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Pleeky Blinds Her: Chapter One

Plenko is getting used to his life as a new college freshman, he’s meeting older women, partaking in activities he normally wouldn’t be, and exploring the sexual side of college. But where will his adventures take him? It’s only the beginning. Hey guys! I am always open to suggestions for my stories, so if there is something you guys would love to read in the next chapter, leave it in the comments! Also, follow my Tumblr for GIFS and pictures of motivation for my stories!

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a life of service 6

hey … round six …leading in a new direction .more comments… let me know what u think
He held her by the pony tail with his left hand as he used his right hand to click through the photos he had on his phone which he held above her head where she could not see them. He sat comfortably on his couch in the living room as Sandra knelt between his legs.
She wondered where he got these panties from. They where small on her. They looked like a girls panties. But she obeyed with out question when he told her to put them on. She was not surprised that when she joined him in the living room he merely grabbed her hair and forced feed her his hard dick. Sometimes she could cum from him just using her mouth. It made her hot that he used her throat for masturbation. She sometimes liked begin diminished to nothing more then a hole for her master to cum in.
The panties hugged her cunt tightly which gave her camel toe. They gripped her ass cheeks. They had mascara on the inside of them from when he had put them over K’s tear soaked face. He had told her that this is what made Kate crack and that was that, but now that she had them on and he was watching something on his phone that clearly turned him on she knew there was more to it.
She rubbed his cap on the inside of her cheek as she stroked his shaft. It would not be long now she tasted his bitter precum. She pulled him out of her mouth to lick his shaft but he just forced it back in deeper now. She felt his cap on her tonsils. She heard him talk dirty but she could not tell if it was to her or the video. She felt the hair on the back of her head pulled and she slid his shaft out of her mouth. With out even looking down at her he told her ….
“Slap you’re self in the face with it”
She slapped him on her tongue and lips and her rubbed his spit soaked rod all over her face making a mess of herself for his enjoyment but he never even looked down at her, he just watched the videos on his phone.
“Master” she begged “fuck me please I need you’re…….”
“Shut up. Use your mouth for something useful” he cut her off
She felt him force his dick into her throat back and forth roughly and quickly she tried to fight back but he only used her harder. He crammed his cock all the way, her face pressed in to his belly. She could feel his sac on her chin. She tried to move her head back, from side to side to try and get some air as he suffocated her. She felt as if she was going to be sick when he pulled her head back and stood up. Still with a hand full of her hair he pulled her to her feet and then forced her back down and bent her over the coffee table. He let go of her hair and placed his hand on the side of her face as he pressed her head onto the coffee table. She could hear him breathing fast as he stroked himself off. She could feel the hot cum as it soaked through the panties on to her asshole. She felt his dick on her ass as he rubbed it on the panties getting all his guck out on her. She could feel him move the panties over as he forced his full length into her clenching asshole. She could feel it as it dilated to 4 times its size to accommodate his girth. She felt her anal cavity stretch into her guts to welcome his length. She felt pain then she felt bliss. Then she felt him pull out of her and pull off the panties roughly as she laid limp on the coffee table as he left her and headed for the bedroom. Then she felt shame.
Sandra woke late Sunday morning. She rolled over to cuddle with her man but he was not there. He must be up already she thought. She sat up in bed holding the blankets over her lovely figure as she looked out the window. The sun shined its warmth on her body, hair wild and crazy. He always told her that she was so beautiful in the morning. She climbed out of bed then and walked naked to downstairs for a little Sunday morning loving. Strangely he was not in the kitchen. Maybe he was in Kate’s room. She went back upstairs.
Master had moved her out of the pit to the upstairs when she began to be more inline with his ways. But she was still under lock and key at night and when he wasn’t home, but she had a bed and bathroom and all the comforts of life. It had been the same for Sandra. Soon she will be free to wonder as she pleases.
When Sandra got to the door unlocked it and went in. No one was there but she heard the shower and head to the bathroom. She called for Kate and heard her call Sandra in. Sandra just climb in the shower with Kate and was sad to see she was alone. Kate kissed her good morning and began to wash her all over. Kate had definately taken a liking to Sandra. The two had become very close in always.
“Where is he“Kate asked Sandra?
“I don’t know I thought he was here with you, He’s not home I guess” Sandra answered
“What should we do today then” Kate asked
“I have an idea” Sandra whispered in Kate’s ear
For the hour and a half drive on that early Sunday morning their conversation flowed freely and brushed on many topics, mostly personal things about their lives. Kelly had wisdom beyond her years that he could enjoy. It was maybe eight in the morning and it was a lovely day as they pulled up to his cabin. It was small but lovely perched on a little forested hill. They stepped out of his car and up to the front door. He fiddled with the lock briefly but they where soon inside. He lit a smoke and turned to Kelly who removed her jacket to reveal a tight wool sweater which hugged her bust. He eyed her as she did this. She also made sure he got a good look at her ass as she bent over to unlace her boots. He needed to figure out a way into that tight teen snatch. Just as he thought that she turned to him, walked to him took the smoke from his hand and with her other hand grabbed his package
“I didn’t come here to ski I came here to get dicked” she said as she took her pull off the smoke.
He just smiled as he lowered his zip. Her hungry eyes flashed when she saw his impaler. He moved her then to the kitchen table were he laid her down on top of it and undid her pants. He went to her side then so he could kiss her while he slid his hand into pants and under her panties to massage her clit. Her tongue slid into his mouth and her hand went to his cock, to glide up and down his length. He turned her around then so that her legs were before him. He began to peal of her jeans and underwear to reveal her hairless smooth clam. He eat her there on the table. He licked and suck on her clit as she moaned in ecstasy. He slid his fingers in and up to her rough patch and stroke gently.
“Oh my god …. Fuck please… don’t stop.” She moaned.
He caressed her strong thighs. She was soaked and quivering ready for the taking but he was patient. He brought her close to orgasm and back a few times till she thought that she couldn’t take anymore and that’s when he stood suddenly and slid his fuck stick in her all the way. Kelly came so hard cuz of the sudden entry that her cum shot out of her onto him but she didn’t even notice. He placed her legs over his shoulders and began to pump away. The whole experience was just one big orgasm to her. And she loved it. In her ecstasy she pulled her sweater up over her tits for him to fondle, which he wasted no time in doing. Enjoying her huge jugs, bouncing all over as he rammed her.
“You can fuck me anytime, anywhere you want” she cried with her eyes closed and her mouth twisted in ecstasy. Her hands held his as he clutched her tits.
“Tell me the places you want me to fuck you and how you want me to fuck you” He asked her to see what she was made of.
Kelly was cleaver she knew what he wanted to here.
“I want you to fuck me in my dorm and in your car while I’m in my uniform. I want to suck your dick at the drive thru. I want you to dick me in front of the girls in my class. I want you to tie me up and have the camera on while you do it. I want to suck your dick while your friends watch our videos. I want you to fuck me while we watch videos of you fucking your girlfriend. I want to swallow your cum for money. I want you to fuck my tits right now”
He pulls out of her and climbs up on the table to place his rod between her hot tits. As she begins to fuck him with her tits she looks up at him and says “I’ll do anything you want for money….anything.”
He cums then as she tit fucks him, his load hitting her under the chin and pouring down here neck into her hair. She collects it with her hands and slides them all over her torso and strokes him with her jizz cover hands.
“I think you stand to make a lot of money” ….
Kate was drilling Sandra doggy style with her strap-on when Master entered her room. They where so busy fucking they never heard his calls. They froze and turned to look at him. Sandra smiled and said
“You were gone and I needed……”
“Good morning my loves. You both look so fucking hot right now don’t stop” He smiled at them as he opened the legs of the tripod and turned on the video camera that he had grab out of his bed room. “I’m going to sit and watch a bit before I join”.
Sandra began to pump herself on K’s strap-on. Kate had her by the hair and thumbed her in the ass. Sandra’s mouth was open as her eyes locked with his. “Fuck me harder” she begged. Kate gave her everything she had.
How beautiful a sight this was he thought, two perfect women fucking each other. Two perfect pairs of breast bouncing almost in harmony. The sound of two women fucking. He began to stroke himself after he found his place in the sofa chair in the corner of the room.
Sandra pulled herself off of K’s rod and stood before her. ”My turn” She said.
Kate removed the strap on and laid down on the bed ready for a fucking but Sandra had other plans. Sandra grabbed K’s hand and brought her before master.
“Clean it off before I fuck you with it” Sandra ordered. Kate complied, licking and sucking the strap-on clean.
Sandra ordered Kate to kneel before master, right at his lap. She did, still licking her toy. Sandra knelt behind her and reached for the strap-on, putting it on and slowly sliding its head between her lips. Kate moaned in pleasure as its length entered her. Sandra began to drill her, deep and slow, there tits bouncing in harmony
He stroked his rock hard shaft inches away from Kate’s face; he felt her hot breath on his sac. Sandra’s pace quickened as she knew Kate to be enjoying herself. Masters eyes were fixed to Sandra’s awesome breasts. He thought of the teenager he had just fucked that morning and of the drugged prom queen Lisa he had analized a few days before.
“Fuck her ass” is all he said and Sandra complied, sliding the rod out of Kate’s dripping clam and into her tight back door.
He watched as again there magnificent breasts began to sway tempting him to grab them. Just then Sandra reached forward and grabbed Kate by her hair and pulled her back, then grabbed her wrist to give her the “chariot”. Kate complied but with protest.
“Bitch” Kate grunted “fuck me hardier”
“Little cunt wants more” Sandra replied just as she gave an extra hard thrust.
Kate screamed in pain and ecstasy, her body twitching, convulsing as Sandra fucked her without mercy.
The sight of them fucking each other was unbelievable. He stood then. Kate leaned back, placing her head on Sandra’s shoulder so that there faces were next to each other.
“Give us your fuck sauce” Kate said
The three of them were astonished by the vulgarity of her comment, but by no means did he hold back.
His first gulp of cum landed square on Kate’s forehead, another on her chin. Then next gulp caught Sandra in the eye. She twitched but held her place, her mouth open and her tongue out. He took her invitation and forced his dick in all the way till her chin was on his balls. He moaned with pleasure as he continued to unload in her throat. He released her then and Sandra gagged a little as she slid him out of her mouth.
How marvelous they looked fucking each other with his jizz on there face. His cum now running of Kate’s forehead and into her eyes.
Kate’s hand slid to her clam and began to make tiny circles around her clit. Sandra fucked her hard now. It took about 30 seconds for Kate to climax. Her juices gushing down her legs.
The rest of the day was spent lazily on the couch the three of them together, watching movies or chatting. The phone rang that afternoon. Sandra answered it. She came into the living room with her hand over the receiver.
“It’s for you” she said to her master. “Its some guy who says his name is master black.”
He snapped to attention and ordered them both up stairs grabbing the phone from Sandra’s hands.
“Master Black” he said
“Master blue…your time has come, Next weekend at the farm house. I trust there will be no issues” Said the voice on the phone.
“Yes master Black”
The line went dead and he hung up the phone.

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Another Good Night- Part III

Another Good Night- Part III
It had only been a few nights since Jason had started pestering her but already his disgusting attacks were starting to feel like a steady routine.
Hannah was already home and sitting at the table eating her evening meal when their brother got back home from work. Sarah sat at the table too, her small meal already finished. Hannah had noticed that her sister was zoned out as hell. She’d been talking to her about how school went but Sarah had just sat the whole time staring into the mid-distance. She couldn’t tell anyone the things she was thinking- they’d lose Hannah if she did- the courts wouldn’t allow her to stay with a sex offender and where else could she go. That’s what this was. Sexual abuse. And Sarah had no idea when Jason was going to ramp in up and take her virginity. The thought of her brother making her do that made her stomach roll.
He had come in carrying a white box which he left by the door. He took off his tie, putting it on the hooks, and strolled into the kitchenette like a king. He was such a smug asshole. Sarah couldn’t even look at him. He sat down at the table.
“Get me something to eat.” He ordered.
Sarah got up and drifted like a ghost to the oven. She produced the dinner she’d been keeping warm for him and put it down at his place setting.
“And a beer.” He said.
She fetched him a bottle of Bud.
He just sat there and fed himself with the roast strips of chicken; washing it all down with gulps of cold beer. He looked so content and Hannah could hardly believe he’d not snapped at her or called her a name yet. Her big brother was not her favourite person. As soon as she’d finished her dinner though Jason eyed her.
“You got homework?” He asked.
“Some sums,” Hannah answered.
“Why don’t you go to your room and get on that,” he said, “want you doing well at school, don’t we?”
“I suppose,” Hannah moaned, getting to her feet and grabbing her schoolbag from the door.
She trailed off wearily to her little room to start her homework. At nine years old she could hardly dream why Jason was always sending her to her room these days.
“Get me another beer, Sarah,” Jason ordered.
Sarah got up and moved again to the fridge. She grabbed a beer and took it back to him. This time she handed him the bottle. Not missing a beat Jason grabbed her hand and held it in his own. She was way too tired to fight with him and so she just let him hold her.
“How was your day?” He smiled.
Sarah just stared at him helplessly. He kept on smiling then he brought her hand to his lips and kissed it.
“I’ve been thinking about you, sweetheart,” he crooned, “I’ve been thinking about these nice soft hands…”
“Hannah’s going to hear.” Sarah frowned.
“You’re right,” Jason said, “we should save this for tonight.”
He put Sarah’s fingers in his mouth and started sucking on them. Sarah looked away; keeping her arm outstretched and letting him suck on her fingers. Finally he let go of her hand.
“Okay clean this place up,” he said, opening his second beer, “get the dishes done. I’m going to watch some TV.”
He went over to the living area and sat down on the couch. Flicking mindlessly through the cable channels. Evening waned into night in just that way; Jason watching TV and Sarah cleaning away the dishes. By the time she’d finished it was round nine thirty and Jason was getting restless.
“Sarah, get your ass over here,” he shouted at last.
Sarah heard his voice from where she was standing, at the sink, and it wasn’t long before she reacted. He was really wearing her down with his constant attention. She walked over to where he was sitting. He patted the couch next to him and she sat down uncomfortably close. Then, to her surprise, Jason shouted Hannah in from her bedroom. When Hannah came through Jason had her sit near them on the couch.
“You finished your homework?” he said.
“Yes,” Hannah replied.
“Good girl,” Jason said, “look Hannah… I wanna talk to you about how I used to hit you and Sarah…”
Hannah’s eyes went dim with the recent memory.
“I was a real asshole, huh,” Jason smiled, “look Hannah… I’m not gonna do that anymore… okay… it wasn’t even about you… it was about Sarah…”
Sarah couldn’t believe what she was hearing. Was he actually justifying himself to their nine year old sister?
“See,” he continued, “Sarah’s seventeen now… so she’s a grown-up like me in the family… you see… and sometimes grown-ups fall out and that makes life hard for the kids… you get it… but me and Sarah have been talking and we’re gonna try to get on and start liking one another a little and that’ll make life a lot easier for you, honey… no more hitting… you want that, right?”
“U-hu,” Hannah nodded.
“Cool,” Jason smiled, “but listen… for grown-ups to get on the way they need to they need some alone time… okay… just some time to chill-out together and do some grown-up stuff… so if you want everything to be cool with our little family you gotta go to bed early every night… you get me… give me and Sarah a chance to show each other how much we love each other…”
Hannah looked at Sarah’s glassy eyes. Was her sister getting ready to cry?
“Okay,” she said confusedly. Sarah didn’t look like she loved Jason at all, “okay, I’ll go to bed.”
“Good girl,” Jason smiled, “go on then. Get ready.”
Hannah left the room. Going to the bathroom first and brushing her teeth. Then she got her PJs, showered and got ready for bed. Jason watched every step like a shark; restless to start the ‘grown-up stuff’ with his hot fox of a sister. Finally Hannah was finished and she went into her room. Closing the door and switching off the light.
“I meant what I just told her Sarah,” Jason held the nape of Sarah’s neck softly in his hand, rubbing at the skin with his thumb, “I wasn’t bullshitting her… if I’m gonna be a decent guy to you and Hannah you gotta keep me happy at night… I love you so much, darlin’, and if you don’t let me show you how much I love you it’s gonna come out in other ways… like me hitting you guys…”
Jason pulled her face close to his.
“Christ you smell good, darlin’” he whispered, “you smell so goddamn nice… tell me I smell good…”
Sarah cringed. Jason tugged hard at her hair.
“Tell me I smell good, Sarah!”
“You smell good,” she winced.
“Make me fucking believe it, bitch!” He twisted her hair painfully in his fist.
“You do… you smell good Jason,” she whimpered, “please!”
His hand loosened on her hair and became affectionate again. His other hand started to caress her bare stomach under her sweater.
“I can’t believe you’re mine, darlin’” he breathed, “such a hot little seventeen year old pussy.”
His tongue lolled out and he pressed his wet mouth roughly against her lips. She opened her mouth instinctively for his probing tongue and let him make out with her in that disgusting way he’d developed over the years; rolling his long, wet tongue in and out. After about five minutes he pulled back. She could taste him in her mouth.
“You’ve made out with guys right?” He asked.
Sarah nodded. The shame and the disgust of the whole thing was nearly too much to take.
“How many?”
“Four.” Sarah’s voice shook and she lowered her eyes.
Jason put his hand softly on her chin and tilted her head up so she was facing him again.
“Make out with me like you did with them,” he said.
Sarah started crying.
“Don’t cry honey,” he stroked her hair, “don’t cry.”
“Please Jason,” she sobbed, “I don’t want to.”
“Come on honey,” he stroked her face, wiping away tears, “I love you more than any of those fucking assholes… make out with me…”
“Your my brother, Jason,” she cried, “please… this is killing me…”
He grabbed the nape of her neck and drew her firmly closer.
“Listen darlin’,” he said, “I don’t wanna fucking blackmail you or shit… but what I said to Hannah still stands… you’re gonna start treating me like your man or I’m gonna start treating you two a lot worse round here…”
He twisted a hand in her soft hair like before.
“Now I’ll start off… every time I stick my tongue in you do the same… do what you did with those other guys…”
Sarah cried but there was no time to plead with him again. He was on her already sucking at her lips and pushing his tongue into her mouth. A short sharp tug on her hair made her react; pushing her own tongue back and into her brother’s warm mouth.
“Mmmmm,” Jason moaned.
Sarah cried.
He forced his tongue in and again Sarah was forced to respond licking the inside of his mouth as quickly as she could before having her tongue forced back into her own mouth again by his wet probing. All this and with the disgusting factor of the spit that was rolling between them; Sarah was sure Jason was manufacturing more saliva just for the occasion.
“Put your hands on my chest, babe… that’s it… like I’m your man…” he said.
Then he got back to kissing her. His hand was still lost in her thick hair and he was still pulling at it roughly; so rough that strands were being pulled from the scalp. Sarah was forced to pull back from the forced kissing session.
“Stop pulling my hair, Jason,” she said, “I’m doing it.”
Jason just laughed and continued to tug violently at her hair.
“Stop it!” She winced.
“Come on, babe,” he laughed again, “has a guy never got rough with you?”
“Please!” She cried.
“Aw, honey,” he smiled, “I said I wouldn’t hit you anymore… I never said I wasn’t gonna get rough with you in the sack…”
Sarah put her hand on his hand as he pulled at her hair some more; forcing their faces together and licking her out. She just had to tolerate him pulling her hair out and laughing while he did it.
“Okay babe,” he pulled her away, keeping hold of her hair.
She felt another heavy wave of revulsion as he started to quickly undo his belt.
“Time for a nice, sloppy blowjob.”
A tear ran down the whole length of her face as Jason finished undoing his belt and then pulled his jeans and boxer shorts down to his knees. His long, hard prick stood out arrogantly in the air; full of raging, horny blood and his full nuts lay heavily on the couch between his legs. She didn’t even have time to take it all in as Jason tugged and pulled her roughly onto his hardon.
“Open!”
She just cried.
“Come on, bitch!” he thrust his hips into her face, “suck on it.”
He reached down and prised open her jaw; forcing his thing into her warm mouth.
“Awww, shit!” he moaned, “take that cock. Give me a blowjob, babe! Nice fucking sloppy blowjob.”
He twisted her hair more roughly in his hands and forced his dick so far into her mouth that the head stuck in her throat. Sarah coughed violently and pulled away; she couldn’t help up spit on him which only seemed to turn Jason on more.
“Awww, yeah, darlin’, I knew you’d get used to it.”
He tried to forced her mouth back onto his dick; she tried to lever herself away from him with her hands on his thighs.
“Please, Jason,” she gasped, needing to breathe, “what if Hannah gets up?”
Jason’s strong hands slackened on Sarah’s head and he glanced at Hannah’s door.
“Fuck,” he laughed, “you’re right, babe. Let’s take this to the bedroom.”
***
He got up from the couch, butt-naked from the waist down and started dragging Sarah by the hair. He took her over to the front door first and retrieved the parcel he’d brought back from work. Then he forced her over to his bedroom and threw her inside. He locked the door.
“There,” he smiled, “more privacy for my sweet little cock-sucker.”
He grabbed the collar of her sweater roughly and tore it violently right down the front. Sarah gave a strangled scream but Jason just kept coming at her. He grabbed the material again- tore again. It came away from her body as a tattered red rag then he started in on her bra; pulling it off and breaking the strap. He pushed her down hard on his bed and then attacked her again; undoing the button on her jeans and pulling them clean off in one wild movement. She could see a bobbing string of precum swinging this way and that and staining the bedsheets as he moved like an animal. Finally he grabbed the elastic on her panties and tore them off too.
She was panting and crying when he finally snatched at her hair again. He dragged her round and sat his ass down on the precum covered bed; positioning her on her knees between his. He held her face close to his cock and then Sarah nearly threw up when he let a long white strand of spit fall out of his mouth; aiming it directly for his dick. It landed heavy and wet on his hardon and then his insistent hands started pulling her mouth onto his thing again. It was slick and covered in her spit and his and Sarah thought she’d go crazy if she had to take it in her mouth again.
“Jason,” she tried to pull away, she was snivelling and trying to make him take pity, “Jason… can I… can I do something else?… please… I can’t put it in my mouth…”
Jason laughed.
“I want a blowjob, darlin’” he said, “don’t worry… you’re gonna get used to giving head… I’m gonna get you to suck it every morning and every night…”
Sarah cried.
“Please,” she whispered, “it’s horrible.”
“Do it, babe!” He pulled her hair so hard she couldn’t believe the pain, “suck!”
He forced her mouth onto his erection. The bulbous head of his long dick felt so disgusting on her tongue and the wet precum and spit made her feel like she would throw up. But the worst was when he pushed it into her throat; making her choke.
“Please!” She pulled back from his dick, choking.
“Come on, sweetheart,” Jason smiled in ecstasy, “gagging on dick is part of giving head.”
“Jason, please!”
He forced his cock back inside and rammed it home in her throat; holding her head down into his lap with his strong arms. Sarah struggled and tried to get away. She was choking to death. Jason just laughed and watched her hitting his thighs.
“Relax, honey,” he laughed, “I got you in a hold… no way your getting away from that dick… just breathe through your nose and learn to love it…”
He laughed again and in time Sarah stopped fighting; on her knees there, with her brother’s thing heavy on her throat, eyes open and crying.
“Okay, babe,” Jason crooned, “I’m gonna pull out and let you lick the head a bit… then I’ll push back in all the way… you’re gonna have to learn to get a rhythm going.”
He pulled his dick out on her mouth.
“Lick my piss-slit,” he moaned.
Sarah cringed but allowed her tongue to work on his disgusting knob. Then he grabbed her again and forced his dick down her throat. She gagged. Jason kept up the rhythm pulling out and pushing in more times than Sarah could count.
“Awww!! Awww!! Lick me, honey!!” He was in total bliss, “Suck that dick! Suck on that shit, babe! You give a mean fucking blowjob, Sarah!”
He pulled her away at one point.
“We need some more lube, babe,” he breathed, and then he spat another few strands of white spit onto his slime-coated cock, “Okay honey, suck it.”
He made her give head like that for another fifteen minutes. Sarah just tried her best not to choke or to taste the multiplying strands of his disgusting juices; that or hear him laughing and telling her how good she was or how much of a slut she looked with a guy’s cock-head in her mouth. Finally he shifted position; laying Sarah’s head down at the end of the bed and coming at her mouth again with his cock.
“What are you doing?” She turned her face away.
“I’m getting close to shooting, darlin’” he said, “I wanna facefuck.”
“No, please.”
She turned her head away as far as it would go only to have him force it back round and shove his hardon back into her mouth. This time he set the rhythm with his hips. Pounding his slim ass back and forward and pounding his massive dick into her unprotected throat. Sarah thought she was going to pass out but nothing was more revolting than hearing Jason announce his orgasm.
“Awww! Shit!” He shouted, “nice warm fucking mouth! I love facefucking sluts! I love pounding your sweet mouth, baby! Sarah! Aw, Sarah! I love you, honey! Aww! Aww! I’m gonna blow! Aw! I’m so fucking close to emptying these fucking nuts!! Aw! Take my cum, babe! Take my fucking c… uh! uh! uh!”
Sarah screamed as she felt him pull back from her throat and let go inside her mouth. His revolting seed swamped her in there and she could taste the unclean, salty taste of her brother’s spent load. She cried in abject pain and humiliation.
“Aw! Jesus!”
Jason pulled his now softening cock out of Sarah’s warm mouth and the girl tried at once to get up and spit the white corruption out onto the floor. But Jason was quick to react. He grabbed her and forced her facedown onto the bed; clamping a hand over her mouth so she couldn’t spit. She went crazy, the stuff in her mouth was so completely disgusting she couldn’t bare to have it in there a moment more and here was Jason forcing her to experience it, she kicked and fought and tried to scream.
“Shhh! Shhh!” He was stroking her shoulder blades lovingly from where he lay half-naked ontop of her, “relax honey. I’m not gonna make you swallow. It’s okay. Just keep it in your mouth a minute. I want you to get used to how I taste.”
A tear ran down the length of her face as again she was forced to calm down before Jason would stop what he was doing to her.
“That’s it honey,” he kissed her bare back, and touched her naked ass cheeks with his free hand, “your being such a good girl tonight… just keep that spunk in your mouth a few more minutes… think about what that shit tastes like, darlin’… your gonna be eating it every night…”
He laughed. Kissing her again. Sarah just lay there and watched the minutes pass on Jason’s alarm clock; trying not to swallow. Then, finally, he let go of her mouth and cupped his hand under her chin.
“Okay, babe,” he said, “spit that shit out onto my hand.”
She spat out immediately and Jason’s white slime pooled in the hallow of his hand.
“Lovely, babe,” he smiled, kissing her back, “you’re so nice. Turn around.”
He bodily turned her so she was on her back then he settled his hips between her naked thighs; his soft wet cock touched her down there. Sarah had the most revolted expression on her face he’d ever seen from a girl. He was a good looking guy and girls mostly wanted him; though he’d never done this shit with a girlfriend.
“Can I get a glass of water?” Sarah asked, obviously in mental torture.
“No, honey,” Jason smiled at her, “I’m not finished with your hot little mouth yet.”
Sarah’s lip quivered.
“You look so cute when you’re getting ready to cry babe,” Jason said, then he hovered his hand over her chest tipping his palm and slowly, and deliberately, pouring his cum into the hallow of her sex solar-plexus; it pooled up in there so gorgeously.
She turned away. Crying.
“Okay, honey,” he forced her face back, “time for you to show me what a slutty little girl you really are.”
“What?”
“We’re gonna have a little cum-kiss, darlin’”
Sarah went crazy trying to push at his shoulders.
“Please, Jason, not that! Please!”
He ignored her; dipping his tongue into the deep cum on her solar-plexus and then trying to put it into her mouth. Sarah went crazy pushing him as hard as she could until her had to move. Then he leapt up from the bed and ran nude out into the hall and into the bathroom. She lifted the lid of the toilet in there and vomited hard into the basin. She coughed and spluttered and cried thinking of what Jason wanted her to do.
Jason just followed calmly behind her; slowly undoing his shirt and getting totally naked just like his sister. He strode into the bathroom and crouched down behind her; rubbing her back comfortingly.
“That’s right,” he said, “get it up.”
She spat again.
“Please Jason,” she cried, “please.”
He hooked his strong arm under her knees, the other on her back, and carried her like she didn’t weigh anything. Picking her up and placing her firm, little ass on the sink unit. He ran the cold tap and let some cool water pool in his hand. He put it to her lips.
“Take a drink, darlin’” he said kindly, she drank.
Then he reached back behind her and grabbed some mouthwash from the cabinet. He unscrewed the cap and pushed the nozzle up against her lips.
“Open.”
She did and he poured in the mouthwash. He made her swill it round her mouth then he lead her head down and made her spit into the sink. He ran the tap again; washing away what came out.
“Please Jason,” she was distraught, “I can’t do that.”
Jason just smiled lovingly.
“Sure you can, honey,” he said.
Then he started pushing what was left of his cum up from where it had dribbled down her fine body and up towards the pert shapes of her breasts. He leant into her again and licked a long strand of his cum off off her skin. Then, like before, he presented his cum-covered tongue for her to suck on.
“God, please.”
She turned away. He pressed his tongue to her cheek and let the white slime strand off on her. He did it a few more times like trying to nudge her into making out with him that way. Then, after awhile, he lost patience. He grabbed her face and forced it round with all his might; forcing his face against hers and wedging his wet tongue and slick cum into her hot mouth. She screamed and tried to get away again but it was no use. He was fully making out with her; pushing his cum into her mouth.
“Please Jason!” She screamed the first time he pulled away.
But he’d only withdrawn to gather even more of his stuff on his tongue. He pushed it back into her mouth and then hooked it back out with his tongue; sometimes licking cum onto her lips and face.
“I love a sweet cum kiss, darlin’” he said, licking more off of her tits and feeding it to her, “nice cummy fucking kiss…”
Sarah made a retching sound as her mouth started to get full of cum again. He’d pushed so much back in.
“You need to throw up again, baby,” Jason said.
Sarah nodded. Jason put out his hand.
“Spit out my cum,” he said.
She spat in back into his hand for the second time that night and then he took her back to the toilet. He forced her head over the basin.
“Okay, darlin’” he said, “you can throw up.”
She retched but there was nothing in her stomach. Jason gave her a minute just to make sure then he dragged her head back up to face him. He licked a mouthful of the cum back off his hand and started making out with her again.
“Use your tongue, slut,” he said, “push that shit back into my mouth… show me what a slut my girl is…”
He had to grab her throat pretty hard to make her comply but in the end the pain was too great and she was forced to stick her tongue out; swapping back her brother’s stuff and having it recycled again back into her mouth.
“Aw!” He moaned into her mouth, “fucking slut… so fucking slutty…”
In the end he just started giving her little pecks on the lips letting little soft strings of his stuff form and break off between their kissing mouths. Then, at last, he stood up. He looked down at her; crouching, humiliated in their bathroom with her lips wet with sweet cum.
“I love you, Sarah,” he said, “get showered now and come to bed, babe. I wanna give that pussy some attention.”
He grabbed her hair from where she knelt and forced her face up against his naked cock and balls. He started humping and grinding into her sweet face.
“See baby. See how hard I am already. That’s for your fucking little pussy, darlin’”
He ground up on her for another thirty seconds then he let her go.
“Take a shower,” he said, “I’ll be waiting in bed.”
***
After Sarah had finished showering; crouched against the corner of the shower, crying and trying to get the smell of Jason off of her, she went back to his bedroom. Sure enough he was waiting for her; stroking his long dick to keep it hard. He’d opened the parcel he brought in from work and there, laying on the bed, was the sluttiest lingerie Sarah had seen. A white suspensor belt and bra- no panties. She let another tear fall.
“Put them on,” Jason ordered thumbing his dick-head and digging down into his balls with the other hand, “from now on your only gonna wear the sexiest things, darlin’”
She came slowly to the bed and Jason watched in mouth-watering arousal as this absolute model of a girl pulled on that sexy lace belt and put on a bra that pushed her already amazingly firm titties into a little slight cleavage that jut made you want to have three hands.
When she’d finished dressing for him he got up suddenly and grabbed her arm pulling her violently down onto the bed. He climbed on top, naked, and started tonguing between her pushed-together tits. He forced her legs apart; exposing her cute pink pussy.
“It drives me wild you’re a virgin, Sarah,” he breathed, crazy with lust, “drives me wild that I’m gonna be the first guy to tap this shit.”
He started kissing her and she couldn’t believe the fear as she felt him cup her sex; starting to push his fingers ever so slowly inside her. He nuzzled on her neck; continuing to finger her gently and shallowly. Then she gasped as he groped at his dick with his hand; starting so slowly to rub his raging cockhead up and down on her tiny teenage slit.
“Please,” she winced as he bit down softly at her ear, “please Jason… don’t rape me.”
“Shh, honey,” Jason whispered, “all girls are scared their first time.”
She felt him try to push his cock inside.
“Please!” She reached down and pushed his dick away, “please… Jason!… please… I’ll… I’ll do something else… I’ll use my mouth again, Jason… please… I’ll suck you… please… don’t rape me… please…”
She was squirming and trying to edge away up the bed. Jason grabbed onto her shoulders; pulling her back; insisting. He tried again, lining up his cockhead.
“No!” She screamed; reaching down again and pushing him away.
“Fuck slut!”
Jason punched his sister full in the face. He did it so hard her lip burst and the bedspread spattered red with her blood.
“Fuck,” he swore, “see what you fucking made me do now, bitch.”
She held her bleeding face in one trembling hand and looked away at the dark wall. Jason shook off the guilt. All he knew was she was fucking amazingly hot and his cock wanted serviced. He grabbed her hips and positioned them to fuck.
“Keep your fucking hips there,” he snarled, “I fucking pay for everything… I pay for the fucking clothes you wear, bitch… and you won’t even let me have fucking pussy… no fucking way, Sarah…”
He pushed his cockhead up against her opening again and this time Sarah didn’t have the strength or the courage to fight him as she felt the spongey, wet bulb pushing up into her pussy. He moved his hips backwards and forwards in a slow steady rhythm; keeping just that spongey cockhead at the door of her cunt. Then he grabbed her shoulders and forced his entire weight into one massive push. His hand covered her mouth and she stifled a scream as his entire, massive erection tore into her pussy; breaking her hymen and causing blood to flow inside her.
“Awwww! Fuck!” He couldn’t believe how sweet and tight that pussy was, “aw! Fucking virgin pussy!”
He rocked his hips against her; pounding his dick home in her pussy. Sarah was screaming and crying at the same time but Jason just took it as moaning against his firm hand. He buried his face in her titties picking his ass up off the bed with every grinding thrust.
“Keep your legs open, slut!” He ordered, “keep taking that dick! Aw, I love you! Aw, Sarah, I love you!”
After awhile he started trying to impress her; showing her all the moves he’d learned with old girlfriends in the past; sometimes fucking her real fast and other times rotating his hips in circles so his cock screwed into her. Then, after about what seemed forever solidly fucking, Jason felt that familiar tingle in his balls.
“Aw!” He licked her tits, “I’m gonna cum in your pussy.”
“I don’t want to get pregnant.” She cried to herself.
“Huh?”
“I don’t want to get pregnant!” She cried louder.
“Aw! Aw!” He was on cloud nine, barely hearing her, “I just wanna do it this once, babe… I’ll buy condoms tomorrow… I’m just gonna… ah! ah!… I’m just gonna cum… once in your… ah! beautiful hot pussy!”
She just lay there, lip burst, legs spread like a slut, with this asshole rutting on top of her; ready to cum whether she wanted him to or not. Then she closed her eyes as she felt her brother spasm out of all control.
“I’m… ah! I’m fucking cumming!”
He blew a hot sticky load deep inside her pussy and then another few strands spurted out afterwards before he finally lay his hot sweating body down on her amazing svelte frame. He continued to kiss and lick at her tits, cock still inside her, as he tried to regain his breath.
“Aw, fucking awesome,” he breathed hard.
Then he pulled his wet cock out of her and fell down exhausted on the bed next to his gorgeous sister. Sarah looked down at her wet, cum-filled and bleeding pussy.
“You’re gonna make me an amazing girlfriend, Sarah,” Jason breathed out.
“Go to hell, Jason,” she whispered.
Jason looked at her. Then he just laughed.
“You got attitude now, slut,” he said, “but you’ll get used to how things are gonna be…”
He started stroking at her luscious thigh.
“Soon you won’t even question it anymore,” he crooned, “you’ll just come to bed and open your sweet little pussy up for me to go at like a jackhammer…”
“You’re disgusting.” She sobbed in pain.
“Maybe,” he shrugged, then he pulled her towards him, forcing her firm ass up against his wet cock; spooning her, “but I’m the first guy you let into this sweet pussy… I’m your fucking boyfriend now, Sarah…”
He laughed; reaching round and fingering her sore pussy.
“You’re gonna have to get used to me.”
He continued to finger her then he tugged off her sexy lace bra; reaching round with the other hand and feeling her pert little breasts. He pushed one finger as far up her pussy as it would go. She reached down and tried to push him out; she was so painful down there. He just pushed against her.
“Don’t you fucking push my fingers out,” he shouted, “from now on I get to do whatever the fuck I like with this pussy… you’ve been a cocktease to me for too fucking long… now try to get some sleep, darlin’, you’ll be sucking on my dick before I go to work tomorrow.”

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Grandpa’s Journals: Peeping at My Grand Daughter’s Window, Part 3

Weather in Central Florida in the winter is a very unpredictable thing and this week seemed to prove this fact in a big way. While the weekend was truly beautiful in every respect and Monday started out just like it, a cold front came through just after noon and the skies turned very ugly, very fast. There was a build up of dark grey cumulus clouds that blocked out the sunlight completely and turned the sunny morning into an eerie, foreboding darkness that turned every street light on in the small town. All of the people who had lived here for any length of time knew what this darkness meant; get in your house and take some cover because a terrible storm was about to be unleashed.
In the winter months in Florida, a very warm day is usually followed by a cold front and these cold fronts usually mean a severe drop in temperature. But before this drop, there is a violent change in the atmosphere and this was about to happen. The thunder clapped around the brilliant lightning show as the wind blew with gale forces and the skies opened up to torrential rains. It must have poured a total of 6 inches in a couple of hours as all of the lakes in Central Florida swelled to overflowing.
Just a quickly as it came, the skies cleared and the temperature dropped and the forecast was for an overnight low of 32 degrees. As I huddled in my rig, waiting as the deluge ceased, I wondered if my propane furnace would handle the chilly night that lay before me. I broke out a couple more blankets just in case I needed them this evening.
My daughter’s backyard was so soggy from all of the rain, I didn’t even venture out of my cozy 5th wheel that afternoon, not even to see my grand daughters. Peeping that night was out of the question, so I took out a good book, settled in with my bottle of rum and started to pass the time away.
It was a strange year as it applied to the weather in Central Florida. We found ourselves in a different pattern that would not go away. We went from sunny and warm to cloudy and stormy to freezing temperatures that gave way to sunny warmer weather. This cycle continued unabated for the most of the month of January and throughout the month of February, leaving me with but a few short weeks to enjoy the “warm” climate of the Sunshine State. Besides the weather difficulties, I had another problem that also would not go away and that was my two grand daughters.
I stayed clear of Lori’s window during the bad weather just to make it clear to her that I really didn’t condone what was happening between her and me. But that all came to an abrupt end one Friday night when my daughter made plans to stay the night with her boy friend and Melinda made plans for a sleep over at her friend’s house. That, of course, meant that Lori and I were left totally alone in a great big house.
After we finished with our dinner, we cuddled up on the sofa to watch some TV with Lori wearing some sweats and me wearing my usual attire. She scooted close to me and began to chat about her day, her week and her life in general. Then she asked, “Grandpa, I haven’t seen you outside of my window in a long time. Did I do something wrong? Don’t you like to see me undress anymore?”
I didn’t know what to say. Hell yes I liked to see her naked but I thought that it was just wrong to make a habit out of peeping on my grand daughter so I made a conscientious effort to keep away. Now I had to answer her for it.
“Lori,” I began, “I like seeing you get undressed. I like what we were doing every night with me being outside and you being in your room. I knew nothing could ever happen. But when your mother made plans to be away some nights and leaving me in charge, well I didn’t know what to expect with our game playing so I thought it best to just stay away from you completely, you know, not peeping into your room at night.”
She was quiet for a second then asked, “You did this without talking to me about your decision? You just quit looking in my window?”
Her tone crushed me as I tried to hide my embarrassment. That was only part of my reasoning. The other part was that I didn’t trust myself with my emotions and desires and I didn’t want to do anything that I would be sorry for later. But when she turned to look at me directly into my eyes with a very disappointed look on her face, all my reasoning went straight out the window.
“Grandpa Joe, I loved stripping for you. I loved the idea of making you horny and knowing that you were shooting your stuff out while watching me play with myself. I brought Melinda into the game because I knew it would turn you on. It did, didn’t it?” she asked.
I lowered my gaze as I said, “Yeah, it did.”
She scooted even closer as she reached with her hand up to my cheek and then said, “Why don’t you want to continue playing our game then?”
I thought for a moment and then said, “Because I’m afraid of what will happen if we do.”
“Afraid of what? That I will tell on you? Well I won’t. I’ll never tell anybody. I love the way you make me feel when I get undressed in front of you and I, ah, I want to feel it all over my body. I want you to touch me everywhere. I want to feel you inside of me. I want you to make love with me. Grandpa, I want to give myself to you and no one else. I’ve been with two other boys; once when I was 15 and this last summer. It was awful both times. They just stuck it in, moved in and out a couple of times and then shot their wads into me. When they were through, they got up and told me to put my pants back on,” she explained with a tear in her eye.
I took her by the chin and drew her into my chest as I kissed her on the forehead. “I’m sorry that you had those bad experiences,” I told her softly. “But I can’t do anything about it now can I?”
She looked dreamingly into my eyes as she said in a hushed voice, “You can make love with me. You can take me gently, with feeling. You can make me forget those other boys and their inexperience. You can take me here and now,” she pleaded.
“Oh Lori,” I started, “I would love to but…”
She reached up with her hand and drew me down into a warm, sensuous kiss. It was a kiss that would warm the hardest man’s heart; a kiss that curled my toes, a kiss that drove all of my fears away. It was our first real kiss between two lovers and it was one that I will never forget.
I melted into her warm soft lips as they slightly came apart meeting mine. I could taste her sweetness, her innocence coming though her soft kiss and I relished at the thought that I was going to make this one of most memorable experiences of her young life. She was just 17 and in so many ways, so perfect. Her beautiful facial attributes, her firm, taunt body, her lovely flowing hair all made up my Lori. Now she wanted me to not just have sex with her but she wanted me to make love with her, to make help her become a woman.
I rotated my lips upon her mouth, opening my own to receive her tongue as it sought out its mate. I opened wide too and received her loving, wanting kiss as I felt the pressure of her young, tender body pressing ever so tightly against me. I felt the lustfulness of her love start to build as she squirmed about under my arms and I felt the growing urge from deep within my loins as I pulled her closer.
My arms were pulling, roaming and groping her back as she squeezed herself into my body, trying to become one with me. I could feel her mounds flattened out against my side and chest as she drew up her knee in an effort to place it right on my crotch. I was becoming delirious with my desire and ravenous with my mouth and I continued to suck on her open lips as if trying to suck the very life from her squirming little body.
I rolled with her onto her back as we broke our kiss and she looked up into my eyes and smiled. I scooted around and then I put my hand gently on her tummy. She bit her lower lip as she slowly closed her eyes in acceptance. I gently pressed my hand under her sweat shirt and slowly advance it upward until it felt the confining fabric of her bra. Her breath came sharply and I raised my hand up and set it back down on the very top of her cup. Inserting one finger under the front of the cup, I felt the smooth soft texture of her lily white breast as it quivered under my touch and she slightly raised her chest, wanting silently to feel the pleasure of my caress even more.
I extended my finger down so as to reach the taunt nipple that was standing tall against the soft fabric on the inner side of her bra cup. She let out a slight little moan when contact was made and she involuntarily changed her position under my arm. I moved my hand on the outside of her bra and, gripping her breast into my palm. I pressed and massaged it fully as she tossed her head to the side and closed her eyes even tighter, feeling the pleasure of having her breast fondled.
With my other hand, I moved under her sweat shirt along with my first hand and slid them both up to her shoulders to remove the cumbersome shirt from her body. She assisted me by raising her arms and allowing me to pull it over her head and off of her arms. I looked down to see her chest heaving with excitement, expanding her breasts into her bra cups and then leaving a void in between the fabric and the skin. I loved to see it as it fell away leaving a nice gap to place your hand within but I didn’t want to take the time to fulfill this one fantasy of mine.
Instead, I placed my two hands on her back right at the bra fastening and in a quick little squeeze, detected the elastic give way as the bra fell away from her breasts and they were free from their confinement. She let out her breath that she had been holding in her lungs as I removed the garment from her chest and pulling it free, I exposed the two loveliest breasts to my eyes once again.
They were so soft yet so firm when I touched them that I marveled at their texture. Her perfect skin blossomed into twin mounds that would make any model jealous with envy. They were so perfectly shaped, so round, so firm yet so soft and luscious. I had this craving to take them one at a time into my mouth and suckle upon them like a baby but first I had to feast my eyes upon them and pinch and tweak her little sentinels.
She gasped as I slid down on her and settled my mouth down on her ripe pebbles. She arched her back in an attempt to force them into my mouth but all I took in was the tight little nipples. I pulled them away from their areolas with my sucking lips and then, letting each one in turn snap back to its place, I played with each until they were red and sore.
She forced me to lay down on my back with her body hovering over mine like a tiger ready to strike. Her breasts hung down and begged to be fondled with my hands so I complied by grabbing one in each hand and squeezing them firmly as she squealed her delight. But as she continued to raise her body up to my lips again, I grabbed one and stuck it into my mouth, sucking down hard on her nipple. She screamed out in pain or in pleasure, I wasn’t sure but in releasing my grip on her breasts, it gave me freedom to place them on her ass and pull her down tight against my chest.
She was rubbing her crotch into my tummy as I massaged her butt cheeks with my firm gripping hands. Her breasts were still hanging right over my mouth and my lips were busy chewing, biting and sucking on her nipples. She was getting hotter by the minute from my stimulation and I had only just begun.
My grip went down between her legs and grabbed hold of her thighs right where they met her butt. Pulling them apart, I started stretching her vaginal opening out with every pulsating tug with my hands as she suddenly rose up, threw her head back and moaned out loudly into the air, “Oh my God, Grandpa! Oh yes it feels so good!”
I placed my hand around between her wide spread legs in front of her sweat pants and began to press right into her crotch. She moaned her approval as she continued to rub her pussy into my tummy and my groping hand. I felt for her pubic bone and pressed upward right under her protrusion into the softness of her opening. Again she moaned as she arched her back in appreciation.
I wanted to remove her sweat pants but didn’t want to interrupt the enjoyment of pressing the fabric into her vagina but after a brief moment, I shifted my hand to her waist and started to insert it into her pants. She gasped out loud and sucked in her tummy to allow its full penetration until it felt the silky material of the panties that she had on. She held her breath at the contact and then, releasing it out through her open mouth, she separated her legs even further and pressed downward with her hips to gain even more satisfaction from the sensation of my hand.
Rubbing her panties into her opening caused her wetness to flow onto the crotch of her underwear and soon it was as if my hand was rubbing a wet wash cloth. She was excreting so much fluid that my hand was dripping wet with her fluids so I pushed down on her sweat pants, indicating to her that I wanted them off of her throbbing little body. She instinctively pressed her knees together allowing my hands to pull down her sweat pants over her rear end as she wiggled them down her legs and off of her feet. Now all she had on were her wet panties and I had to smell the aroma of her hot little pussy.
I reached in between her legs with my arms and pulled her up to sit directly on my face where I could smell and taste her wetness. She squealed with excitement as I rammed my tongue in between her two lips and stuck the crotch material of her panties up into her opening. She ground away with her hips trying desperately to feel the presences of my tongue in her vagina and then, sliding it in between the edge of the crotch and her leg, I slipped it onto her fleshy labia lip and I was treated to a fresh flash of her womanly fluids sliding out of her opening onto my tongue.
I was finally in heaven tasting her fresh juices coming from her opening as my hands went around to her rear end at the top of her waste band and begin to tug at it downward over her tight little ass. She straighten up to allow them to pulled over her butt cheeks and as I circled her waist line, slowly pulled them down in front, exposing her fine patch of pubic hair. As she rose up on her toes, I removed them down her legs and to her feet and she reached back and took off her last vestige of modesty.
Now she was totally nude but instead of lying back down, she went on her knees and her hands started to unfasten my pants. My cock was throbbing, it wanted out so badly, but her fumbling hands made it difficult for it see the light of day so as I helped her by removing my own trousers, she made quick work of my shirt. In a brief amount of time I was as naked as she was and I felt self-conscious all of a sudden.
I hadn’t thought about displaying my naked body to anyone ever again, much less my 17 year old grand daughter and now that it was bared, warts and all, to be inspected by her eager eyes. I hadn’t kept my body in the best of shape and after all, I was 60 years old and I had led a pretty sedate life so exposing my body to my young grand daughter was not the best way to impress her. But she didn’t seem to mind as her eyes took all of me in.
Then she smiled and lay down between my wide spread legs and started moving and grinding her pubic bone into my own. She felt deliciously sexy as she moved her entire naked body against mine but as she continued to rub it on my hard cock, I got this sensation deep within my loins that told me that I was not to tarry with my explorations but that I needed to consummate this in a hurry.
But before I could voice my urgency to her, I felt the warmth of her soft lips encircle my cock as she took it into her mouth. I groaned out loud and started my rhythmic pressing into her oral cavity and I soon realized that it was much too late to do anything about it. I was about to blow my wad and I was doing it right in my grand daughter’s mouth. “My God, I’m just as bad as the others young boys. I can’t control myself at all,” I thought.
I held my breath, trying to extend the most beautiful build up in the world just a second longer but as my hips rose up off of the sofa, I coiled up my expulsion to the last, grunted out loud and blew my load into her mouth as she continued to take every last drop down her throat. I felt my sperm shoot out rope after rope deep into her cavity as I wondered how this little girl could take it all in. But she was a trooper, never once stopping for a breath of air and never once stopping her sucking action. At last when it only oozed out of the tip did she come off of it smiling like a Cheshire cat.
She licked her lips and said, “Boy you had a lot of cum build up in you, Grandpa. I thought that you would never stop pumping it in my mouth.”
“My God Lori,” I finally said, “I thought that you didn’t like to take a guys cock into your mouth and suck on it?”
“I said that I didn’t like to suck the cock of someone who I just let touch my boobs once. I like to suck cock, especially yours,” she said with a smile.
I took her into my arms a gave her the biggest hug that my limp body could muster, pulling her down onto me, fully embracing her little body to mine. I kissed the top of her head and I almost lost control of my emotions I felt so much love and gratitude for my lovely grand daughter. I had to rest for a second but I wanted to feel her close so I just hugged her tight to my body and drifted off to sleep.
I awoke a few minutes later as Lori slipped off of my body but continued to keep her crotch in direct contact with my hip. She cooed in a sleepy sort of way as she cuddled herself into my hip. I suddenly started having my regrets for having succumbed to my grand daughters many charms but I quickly dismissed them with the thought that no matter what happens, I will always have the knowledge of the love that she feels for me.
I decided that I was going to spend the night with her in her bed. I loved the feeling of waking up with someone you loves to cuddle in your arms and it had been a long, long time since I had felt it so tonight was going to be the night. I rolled off of the sofa and slid my arms under Lori’s limp little body. When I picked her up, she awoke and asked in a sleepy voice, “Where are we going?”
“I’m taking you to bed,” I smiled my answer to her.
She closed her eyes again and smiled but then she opened them wide with a start and asked, “Are you going to leave me there?”
I smiled a big smile and told her, “I’m going to join you if I’m invited.”
“Oh Grandpa,” she said softly, “of course you’re invited. I wouldn’t have any other way.”
As I carried her to her bedroom, she cuddled her cheek into my chest in the most contented way and as I lay her down on the bed and crawled in after her, she sighed, turned her naked little butt towards me and silently asked me to cuddle with her. As I slid over to spoon her, I draped my arm over her side and placed it on her arm and drew her near. She kissed my hand and told me “Good night Grandpa.”
I kissed the top of her head and told her “Good night Lori,” and scooted my crotch deeply onto her rear end. We both went right to sleep.
I awoke to a wonderful dream the next morning. It was a lovely young girl stroking my cock and I had a raging hard on but when I opened my eyes I saw that it was not a dream but a reality. My beautiful Lori’s head was resting on my chest as she was looking down at her hand gliding my foreskin up and down on my erection. If felt so wonderful but as the sensation started to build in my loins, I cautioned her to stop or else I would blow my sperm again and I had other ideas of where to expel it from my body this time.
She grinned and came up to give me a big “Good morning” kiss on my lips. Our lips soon parted and our tongues began to fence and parry with each other as we explored the innermost reaches of each other’s mouths. My arms were holding her tightly as I ground myself into her open crotch and as I rolled her onto her back and slid in between her wide spread legs, she looked up at me with this demure little look on her face and then closed her eyes.
I began to kiss her throat and then her chest. I licked her breasts as she wrapped her legs around my waist and pulled me into her junction. She was panting and so was I. I felt the urge grow in my groin and I had to have her. Getting up on my knees, I placed the head of my engorged cock right at the entrance of her willing vagina and leaned in to her as it penetrated her opening.
She closed her eyes even tighter as she raised her head so her chin was sticking straight up in the air. She was holding her breath in anticipation as it slowly pushed through her reluctant vaginal walls until it had bottomed out deep within her womb. I stopped and waited there for a second to allow her to feel my cock deep within her and when she let out her breath, I started to withdraw it out of her but stopped just short of vacating her completely. When I reversed my direction and started it inward once again, I put a little more urgency into my penetration and she sighed out loudly, “Oh my God.”
I was beginning to thrust it into her forcefully, with almost abandonment as I heard my balls slap up against her butt cheeks in rhythm with my thrusts. She was squeaking her approval as she clutched my butt with her hands, pulling me into her pussy with every penetration. I was going crazy with lust as I built up to my release. I began to grunt and moan as I held my breath until I had to force it out along with my tide of sperm that was about to erupt.
She was clutching and clawing my back and butt until I heard her scream. I could hold it back no longer and I felt the first release shoot directly into her womb and splash off of her cervix to accumulate deep within her uterus. She begged for me to ram it in as I shot load after load of my essence into her wanting pussy, sliding it in and out at a jackhammer’s pace and when she had sucked the last of my sperm out of now flaccid cock and the urgency had started to subside, she settled into a gentle rocking of her hips, slowly coming down from her orgasmic adventure.
“Lori? Grandpa?” came a shocked little voice from the doorway.
I turned to look over my shoulder and I saw my younger grand daughter, Melinda, standing at the door with a pouch in her arms, looking on with an amazed and confused look on her face.
“Oh shit!” I exclaimed, rolling out between Lori’s legs and trying to cover myself.
“MELINDA WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?” screeched Lori. “GET OUT OF HERE! GET OUT OF MY ROOM!”
Melinda ran out crying and terribly afraid of what she had just witnessed. I scrambled to find my clothes but remembered that I had left them scattered all over the family room floor along with Lori’s, thinking that we would have plenty of time this morning to pick them up. Lori on the other hand had put on her robe and was half way down the hall towards Melinda’s bedroom while I sat there dumbfounded and naked.
I pulled the covers over my body and sat there waiting for something to happen. Why had I been so careless? Why did I allow this to escalate to this degree? What am I going to do if Melinda decides to tell her mom what she caught us doing? All these questions were running through my mind when Lori and Melinda appeared around the corner of the doorway and sat down on the edge of the bed.
“Melinda, honey, I’m sorry that you had to see this,” I began, “but…”
“I was shocked. I had no idea that you two had any notions of such things in your minds,” she blurted out.
“Melinda, you can’t tell Mom. You can’t tell anybody about this,” Lori implored her sister.
“I won’t,” said Melinda, “but I want to join in on the fun.”
My mouth must have flown open with shock as I yelled back at her, “NO!” I startled myself with my emphatic response so I quickly added, “I mean Melinda I can’t, I mean you can’t, I mean there isn’t going to be anymore fun. I’m putting an end to this right here and now.”
Both girls spoke as one when they said, “Grandpa Joe? You’ve got to play the game with us.”
“Girls listen,” I implored them, “I can’t take the chance. Besides it is so wrong what Lori and I did, I mean…”
“It was wrong?” Lori interrupted. “You mean to say that what I felt was wrong? What you felt was wrong?” she asked incredulously. “And all this time I thought that you loved it as much as I did.”
“Oh God, Lori, I did, I mean I do, I mean…oh shit!” I said in disgust.
Taking a few seconds to think, I finally offered this as an explanation to my thoughts. “Girls, Lori, I did love what we shared last night and this morning.”
“Last night?” inquired Melinda.
Ignoring her, I continued, “But Sweetness, don’t you see, we can’t keep this up. It is wrong, it is illegal and it is shameful. If it had been your mother this morning instead of Melinda, do you think I would still here? No, probably I would be, right now, sitting in the back of a squad car on my way down to the jail telling the patrol officer, “No, look, it is all a mistake.” Don’t you see, as wonderful as it is and it was, I can’t let this continue and I certainly can’t include a minor to participate in my offences?”
We all sat there for a long minute, thinking of what I had just said. Then Lori picked up her cell phone and punched in a couple of numbers and sat back and waited for a response. “Mom,” she said when she got an answer, “what time are you coming home today?” She waited for a response then answered, “Oh Grandpa just wanted to know if he could take us out for breakfast or not. Yes Melinda came home early and we are all hungry. Okay then I will expect you sometime this afternoon. Okay, I love you, too.”
She put down her phone, looked over at her sister and asked her, “Are you going to tell anyone about what we do here this morning?”
“No,” Melinda said.
They looked at me with expectation in their eyes and then Lori got up and removed her robe revealing her nakedness to both of us and sat back down on the bed.
“I won’t penetrate her,” I said looking at Lori. Then turning to Melinda I explained, “You’re too young Melinda, I might hurt you or something.”
I knew it was a lame excuse but I was sticking to it no matter what. I wasn’t going to put my cock into her pussy!
“Okay,” she said finally and stood to undress herself.
“Melinda?” I asked, stopping her actions. “Let grandpa do that,” I said reaching my hands out to her tee shirt. She just smiled and dropped her hands to her side.
Lori scooted herself up to the head of the bed to catch a favorable vantage point as Melinda took a stride closer to my legs. Taking her shirt by the hem, I pulled it upward, exposing her baby blue bra to our eyes, and then over her head with her arms extended skyward, I removed it off of her and tossed it to the floor.
Melinda looked into my wandering eyes and followed my hands down to the front of her shorts where I unfastened and then unzipped her fly and opened it free to her hips. Sliding them down over her hips, I gazed upon the matching cotton panties that she wore, that covered her treasure laden area from my sight, but I knew that I would soon be seeing her wondrous sights below.
She wiggled her hips in an attempt to aid in the removal of her cutoff shorts and as soon as I had them down to the floor, she grabbed my shoulder to steady herself before taking them off of her feet. I slowly gazed over her long thin legs up to where they disappeared into her panties and a little drool caught in my throat. I glanced up into her eyes and caught a slight smile crack her lips before she bit down on the lower one.
I ran my hands up the front of her legs, up on her sides until they settled on her shoulders. Her eyes were now closed as her chin rose up and she inhaled very deeply. I caressed her shoulders, squeezing and massaging them for a brief moment and then, with my gentle fingers, I slide down her bra straps on her arms and tenderly inserted my fingers into the cups that held her delicious young breasts. She gasped at the touch but as I pulled the cups down over the globes, exposing them to the morning air, she shuttered just a little and turned a faint color of red on her cheeks.
I pulled down the bra until it gathered at her waistline and then, turning it around, I quickly unfastened it and threw it with her other clothes on the floor. I looked up slowly at her small little mounds that were developing nicely and reached out with my fingers and slightly caressed a nipple. She threw back her head and let out with a loud moan as she stepped into my touch for an even greater sensation.
I touched her two little sentinels lightly, barely making contact with my finger tips. There were as hard as pebbles as they stood away from her pinkish brown areolas. But when I placed both palms on her entire globes and gave each a little squeeze, she erupted into a frenzy of motion and I thought for a second that her knees were going to give way.
I reached in with my lips and kissed each nipple tenderly and drew them into my mouth for a brief little suck. But as I was stimulating her breasts with my mouth, both of my hands were descending down to her legs and were tracing their way back up the inner part of her thighs. She let out another loud groan as she implored me, “Oh Grandpa, I don’t know how much more of this I can take.”
“You’re doing find, my love. You’re doing just fine,” I encouraged her.
The backs of my hands were all that were making contact with her inner thighs and as I reached up nearly to her junction, I whispered to her to spread her legs a little. She awkwardly complied until I could touch her wet little crotch of her panties and she shouted as loud as she dared, “OH YES GRANDPA! OH YES!”
I placed the tips of my two middle fingers right below her pubic bone in search of her soft little vaginal opening and the source of the moisture that was accumulating in her panties. Pressing inward with my finger tips, I felt her two lips separate just enough to allow me to touch her vagina and press the fabric of her panties into her opening.
This was more than she could take as she threw herself down on top of me and cried out, “OH GRANDPA, I WANT YOU TO TAKE ME NOW! PLEASE PUT IT IN ME!”
“I can’t sweetheart, I just can’t. But I will do other things to you that I promise you’ll enjoy just as much,” I reassured her.
She threw herself down on top of me with her waist directly on my face. I instinctively opened my mouth and started to chew upon anything that my mouth could grasp; her panties, her tummy, her abdomen and finally her crotch. As she slid upward so my mouth was making contact with her crotch, she spread her legs and thrust her crotch into my chewing mouth and begged me to eat her pussy.
I wondered where she picked up such language but I tried my best to comply with her wishes. Taking a big bite out of the softness of her opening, I tenderly placed my teeth on it and bit down lightly and drew it into my mouth. I began replacing my mouth with my fingers and soon found her panties too wet and too restrictive so I tore at her leg hole and opened them up to force my entire hand in to massage her tender lips.
I mashed down on them with my palm and forcing my fingers into her slit. Finding it very warm and very wet, I slid my fingers up and down her canal until it finally found her sensitive little pleasure button. Throwing back her head once more in ecstasy, she jumped off of me, stripped off her panties with one hand and crawled back up on the bed to get back on top of my face. I could see her lips through the lightly covered pubic hairs that were growing down between her legs but as she crawled closer towards my face, I could plainly see the wetness on those hairs as it matted them together creating a sheen of wetness.
As she approached me and assumed her position on my face, my legs were hanging over the edge of the bed and my youngest grand daughter was straddling my mouth. My tongue was buried as far into her opening as I could make it go and my upper lip was stretching to hit her clitoris. She was rubbing her entire crotch into my mouth as she frantically tried to make my tongue impale her wet open vagina. She had lost all control through her passion and I was one step behind her with my own.
I suddenly felt someone’s face breathe warm air on my crotch and then I felt the wonderful sensation of a mouth devouring my rock hard cock. I instantly knew the silky feeling of that mouth belonging to my older grand daughter and I uttered a loud groan through the wetness of Melinda’s pussy. I instantly ordered her to turn around on my face and as she did and got settled back down on my mouth, I doubled my efforts with my mouth because I knew that I was about to cum once again in Lori’s eager mouth.
Lori was bobbing up and down on my swollen cock and Melinda was rocking wildly back and forth on my face. Her wetness was flowing and in an instant of pure passion, I placed my hand on top of her butt crack and feeling the moisture from her vagina, I plunged my thumb into her anus up to the first knuckle.
“OH GOD GRANDPA! OH MY GOD!” she yelled so loud that that the neighbors were probably alerted to our activities. But I got the desired results because her juices flooded my mouth as she squeezed out an unbelievable orgasmic release as she crushed her poor little pussy onto my teeth and rubbed it raw from the friction. She looked down on her sister’s activities and shouted to her, “TAKE IT ALL THE WAY IN LORI, DEEP TROAT HIM!” and pushed on the back of her head until I felt Lori’s lips brush up against my pubic hairs.
I heard her gag and felt her muscles contract around my eager cock just as I unloaded my first rope of sperm, right down her throat. She gagged again but didn’t come up off of her sucking. I felt the flood of Melinda’s juices splash all over my face as I shot the rest of my load down Lori’s esophagus but as I started to come down from this glorious experience, I also felt a little pang of remorse over having lost all control over the situation. But I decided that there was no looking back. I had performed the way that my grand daughters had wanted so as long as they were happy and satisfied, then life was good.
We came down from our join experience that morning and we continued to make love with each other for several more hours. We took a shower together and got dressed before my daughter came home from her evening out with her boyfriend. I was sitting out in my rig having a drink when she came out and asked how my evening went. I told her it was fine and I really enjoyed getting to know my grand daughters again. Little did she know just how well I got to know them.
Within a week or so, my daughter broke it off with her lover so our wonderful rendezvous’ came to a screeching halt. Although we were all willing to continue and take the chance of be discovered, the timing just wasn’t right. We had to resort to the activities that got this affair going, me looking through the window and my grand daughters enjoying stripping before their grandpa’s eyes. No it wasn’t very fulfilling but it was all that we had.
On my final night before my departure the next day, before they got undressed for their grandpa, I called them over to the open window and whispered my appreciation for the times we had had. I made a deal with Melinda that if by next year, if she was still a virgin, I would be honored to take her cherry. I hold Lori that I had a whole lot of new ways to do it with her, including putting it into another hole and winked at Melinda. She smiled back but didn’t let on our little secret. I told them that tonight was reserved for them, I wasn’t going to watch. They were to make love with each other in every way that they knew of and to enjoy. But when I returned next year, I wanted to see everything that they did tonight.
I departed early the next morning, driving my 5th wheel out west to Sisters, Oregon to stay with my eldest son, his beautiful wife and their two children, Kristy and Carl. I just wondered what will happen on this trip. I wondered if it would be as wonderful as the one that I was driving away from. But only time would tell.

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