Male/Female

Fantasy

The Substitute

THE SUBSTITUTE
First let me introduce myself. I am a 22 year-old collage Junior, majoring in Physical Education. I am a senior diver on our dive team, as well as a National Swimming champion with the ability to make it onto the United States Olympic Swim/Dive team. I am 6’ 3 ½” of pure lean muscle with a six pack that Bud Light would pay money to advertise. Everyone that knows me calls me Swim, ever since I started swimming and diving at a young age. It really seems to fit since it is basically my initials, Steven William Mathews.
To start my story, I have to go back several months to pre-season training.
We start to train for diving competitions about 4 months before the first meet. So it is February, a sort of mild winter for Oregon, and I am learning a new level 5 competitive dive. It is the hardest dive at our competitive level, including a full layout twist with a double pike spinning tuck from the 50 foot platform. This is the dive that will get me to the Olympic level.
We stopped for lunch, and some of the guys decided it would be fun to run outside in the cold weather in our Speedos. Always up for a challenge, I agreed to tag along. Well, to make a long story short, one of the younger freshmen on the team left the door slightly open when he went out. So as I was running back in, some of the water on the side of the pool was slightly frozen, and well…down I went. I did not break anything, thank God, but I did however tear my right quad muscle. I had to wear a half thigh cast for about 8-10 weeks.
So I was in a pretty serious relationship with a girl since we were freshman, and we had a very active sex life. Kamerun was on the track and field team, and was quite toned. Kami, as I called her while in the throes of passion, loved to ride me, chest to chest, while I sat on the bench of my weight set. With the plaster cast on my thigh, this caused a problem, she complained because it rubbed her ass and inner thighs raw from the fiction. After trying several different positions, it was either painful for me, or her, so she called it quits on the fucking until my cast came off. This kind of pissed me off, since I was used to getting it on at least once every day.
Kamerun would still come over and hang out quite often, but all we did was study or watch DVD’s. I was getting very sexually frustrated, and Kamerun was turning into a real bitch. After a particularly stressful day, Kamerun was acting like the spoiled rich brat that she was, and I asked her if she was PMSing. She yelled, “FUCK YOU, SWIM!!” and slammed the door on her way out. Now I lived in the dorms, and shared my room with a 20 year old freshman named Mitchell. Mitch was an architectural major who was also on the college baseball team. We got along fairly well, but didn’t really hangout outside of the dorm. This particular day, he happened to come home just as Kamerun slammed out of our room.
“You must have really fucked up bro, she nearly ran me over!” Mitch laughed. “Yeah,” I said, “I used the three letter word.” “Huh!” Mitch asked confused. I replied, “PMS!!” “Damn bro, you must be a glutton for punishment.” Since I was so pissed off myself, I just blurted out, “well she won’t fuck me anyway, I ain’t had a good orgasm for weeks.”
Mitch totally looked stunned. “Sorry bro, it’s my problem.” As I started to turn the TV on, I got the shock of my life. “I can help you with that, if you want.” I just stared at Mitch for a minute. Now let me just say “straight” out, that I am 100% heterosexual. Mitch was a couple inches shorter than me, but with a very similar athletic body. Since Mitch was a toe head, you could barely see his body hair, so it looked like he had none. He wore his blond hair rather long in the front, and shorter in the back, making it fall over his face. I guess you could call him attractive, but I really did not know much more about him. “Fuck Mitch, I am sooo not gay. You’re on your way to getting your ass beat!” “Hey, let me explain. I am bi, not gay, first of all. And just think of it as a mouth to suck you, and an ass to fuck. It would not be any different if your girlfriend was doing it. It would not make you gay, or even bi, you’d be just a guy getting the best blow job of his life.” Well, I did not know what to think. Could he be right? Could it be that easy, to just close my eyes and think he was Kami?
“I just don’t think I could do it.” I said. Mitch started toward me, and sat next to me on my bed, “look, you don’t even have to look at me, I can give you one helluva blow job, and I will let you fuck my ass, I can face away from you so you would not even see me.” Mitch reached for my fly, and I started to jerk away. “Just try it, if you want to stop, I will stop.” So I closed my eyes and leaned back against the wall. Mitch slowly started to take my jeans off. “STOP!” I hollered, “not on my bed dude.” So I got up to go to his bed, letting my jeans fall. Mitch slowly rubbed his hand along the bulge in my boxers, gradually applying more pressure. I was trying hard to forget a dude was about to suck my rod. Suddenly Mitch yanked my boxers down, and flicked his tongue across the head of my 7 ½” cut cock. It rose to attention immediately; at least my prick did not care if it was a male or female mouth. Mitch started slowly twisting his tongue around the length of my shaft, up and down, as I rested back against the wall. Mitch continued, wrapping his lips around my pink head, and in one swift movement, he had all 7 ½” in his throat. I could not help but release a moan, he was right about one thing, it was the best blow job I’ve ever had, so far at least. As he bobbed up and down, he grazed his teeth along the sensitive tissue of my prick, cause me to nearly blow my wad right then. Then he engulfed me entirely, and sort of moaned, causing his throat to vibrate on my dick. “Oh fucking shhhiiitttt” I screamed, “I’m gonna blow bro.” With that I had the most explosive orgasm in my life.
I just fell against the wall, panting, trying to catch my breath, afraid to open my eyes and see who just blew my mind, when I felt Mitch’s hand stroking my dick. I soon realized he was applying lube, and preparing for an ass fuck. Before I could catch my breath to speak, Mitch planted his tight ass over my prick, and bottomed out on me, I felt my dick hit his prostate. “Oh my fucking, my fucking ohhhh yeah!” I stuttered, as he rose up, and slammed down again. Not wanting to touch him sexually, I grabbed his hips like I would Kami’s, and began ramming into his tight hole. After about ten minutes of hard fucking, I felt my ball sack tightening up, getting ready for release, suddenly, string after string of thick cum shot up into Mitch. He moaned as I felt his ass cheek tighten, guessing that he was blowing his wad as well. “Fuck dude,” I said shoving him off of me, “don’t fucking ever cum on me again, or I may have to fuck you up, understand, you offered to help me, I did not promise to return the favor!” Mitch turned around to clean his self off, “dude, I am sorry, but I have never been fucked like that before, and I just could not hold it.”
I really did not know what to think about what just happened. I knew I was not gay, far from it, but I just had the best blow job, and the best fuck of my life. The orgasm I had the second time almost caused me to pass out. I tried to tell myself it was just because it had been so long since I had one that it had just been building. Yeah, that was it. We ignored each other the rest of the night, and I had a little trouble falling asleep. In the morning, I had a plan all worked out.
“Mitch,” I said, “I’ll make a deal with you man. I need sex, and Kamerun will not do anything right now because my cast hurts her. It did not seem to bother you, so here is my plan. I will let you continue to suck me, and I will continue to fuck you as much as you want, but I will never look at you, and I will never touch you except to your hips to gain momentum. And never under any circumstance are you to try to kiss me, I will fuck you up. And if you so much as utter a single word of this to anyone, I’ll fucking kill you. Got it! I AM NOT GAY!!” Mitch sat for a moment, contemplating my proposal. “Alright bro, it was the best fuck I ever had last night, even if you do not want to hear it, I WILL enjoy being your substitute fuck.”
So, that is how the next 7 weeks went. We still did not really see each other outside of the dorm, but it seemed we both suddenly felt the need to be in the dorm more and more. As I got more familiar with Mitch’s ass, it was easier and easier to fuck him. “Swim, how much longer until the cast comes off,” Mitch asked as I walked into the room after my latest doctor’s appointment. “About 2 more weeks, I can’t wait.” I set my books on the desk, flopped into the chair, tossing my crutches to the floor, and leaned back, closing my eyes. “You look stressed, I think I can help,” said Mitch, kneeling before me and beginning to rub my crotch. My pulse suddenly quickened, causing my heart to beat rapidly. I could not understand the feelings I have been having when having sex with Mitch; after all, he was just a substitute, not really like a guy at all. To me, he was just any other girl giving me head; just another tight ass to fuck. “Uuughhhh”, I moaned as my dick was engulfed in a warm, wet mouth. “Fuckin yea, that’s it, deeper; stick it in your throat.” I felt the vibrations from his throat before I heard his moan; that, I think, is my favorite thing. Mitch slid my hard prick completely out of his mouth, and focused just on the tip. He had this way of sticking the tip of his tongue in my slit, Kamerun never did that. “OOOHHHH yea, oh fucking yea, that’s it,” I cried, in complete ecstasy. Then Mitch went nose deep to my shaved base, scraping his teeth along the way down. It seemed Mitch was trying harder than ever to pleasure me, as he began sucking, drawing hard, like on a straw. I knew I couldn’t hold back much longer. Mitch rubbed on my balls, just before taking one and then the other into his mouth. That did it, I felt my balls tighten, preparing to squirt. I pushed Mitch off of me, turning him around. He yanked his shorts down, and bent over. I shoved my dick up, as he came down, going balls deep into his ass. This first orgasm created the lube we needed to keep going.
Since I could not stand on my leg, the only way I have ever fucked his ass was with him sitting on me. I was particularly horny today. I had talked with Kameron after class today. She is looking too damn good to me. I wondered if she is being faithful to me all this time. After all, it is not like I am cheating on her, Mitch is just her substitute.
I grabbed his ass with both hands, braced my left foot on the corner of the desk, and started rocking my hips harder. The harder I rammed into Mitch’s ass, the harder I wanted to. I could hear him moaning louder than ever, almost sounding like he was in pain. At this point I did not care; all I cared about was fuck as hard as I could. As I felt my ball tightening for the second time, I pulled all the way out to the tip. I slammed into his ass as hard as I could in my position, shooting several ropes of cum deep in his ass. “FUCK,” Mitch cried as he pulled off my still hard cock. I noticed he was holding his dick with both hands. “Sorry bro, I could not help it this time,” Mitch said brokenly. He looked like he was about to cry. As I started to ask why, I looked down and seen what he was talking about. “Shit dude. Clean it off, NOW” I said, looking at his thick strings of cum on my shoe.
“I am really sorry Swim, I could not help it, the way you rammed my prostate. Unless you have been fucked in the ass, you just don’t understand how it feels,” Mitch almost cried. “It’s alright, just clean it off. Forget it happened.” I said. After he cleaned it off, he asked if I had enough, or if I wanted more. “Naw, I’m good.” We watched TV for a while, then I went to bed.
I woke the next morning feeling like I did not sleep at all. Something was bothering me, but I could not figure out what it was. Mitchell went home for the weekend, Kamerun was at an out of state track meet, so I was alone for the first time for the entire weekend. I tried watching TV, played the Wii, but continued to be restless all weekend long. I was never really one to masturbate, but I thought it would relieve my stress so I gave it a shot. I started out watching a little porn on the computer. That just didn’t work, so I concentrated on Kamerun, and how it felt having her suck me. I pictured her tight ass, her smooth, soft cunt. She really liked when I tongue fucked her cunt. I have to say, it was working. My prick tightened as the blood rushed to it suddenly. Slowly my tongue slid in and out, flicking over her love bud, cause her to scream in ecstasy. I began to stroke myself harder, faster, my pre cum lubing the way. I ease up her flat abs making my way to her B cup breasts. I’m getting harder, my head becoming more sensitive. I lick her taunt nipples, kneading her breast as I suck. She moans in pleasure. I slowly slide my dick into her wet puss. She know how I like it, so she tightens her pussy around me. Wait, what was happening, my dick started to soften, damn, I never really liked this. I open my eyes, and they fall on Mitch’s bed. My dick suddenly swells to the max, a couple more yanks, and I am blowing my wad. I just did not understand.
I tried to put it out of my mind. When the week started, life continued as it had the last couple months. We had finals, and had 3 days left of the term. I went to my doctor, and was pleased when he removed my cast. “A few weeks of therapy, and you’ll be back to normal activity, it repaired itself nicely,” Dr. Weston said. I went back to the dorms, and was surprised that Mitchell was not there. I changed my Speedo, and covered them with shorts, thinking I would head to the pool. As I was preparing to leave, I heard Mitch unlocking the door. I decided to surprise him, so I sat and tossed my towel over my right thigh. Mitch comes in the door and sees me sitting there. “Dude, guess what, my parents are taking me to Hawaii for two weeks. I leave Saturday, stay at home for a week, then fly to Hawaii for two weeks, then back home for a week before I come back to campus.” Mitch was very excited. I said, “Guess what, I have news of my own, tada…” I said as I stood up and flung the towel aside. “Alright, you got your case off.”
“Yeah dude, I was just heading to the pool, wanna go?” I asked a stunned Mitch. “Sure.” We left and headed to the pool. As I climbed on the small dive board, I flexed showing off all my muscles. Just as I dove in, I saw Mitch staring at me with a sort of lost look. We spent a couple of hours at the pool swimming, or rather I was showing off while Mitch watched. When we returned to the dorm, as we changed, Mitch asked if I told Kamerun that my cast was off. “No, not yet, she is at a track meet today, so I thought I’d surprise her tomorrow.” “Well,” Mitch started, looking down, “how about we try out that newly healed muscle, just for a last hoorah.” I thought a moment, then thought what the hell, I’ll show him what I can really do. I pulled my Speedo’s off, and tossed them aside. Instinctively, Mitch dropped face first onto his bed, sticking his ass in the air. Mitch tossed me the KY, and propped himself up with his hands on the bed. Already quite stiff, I quickly lubed up. I grabbed his ass cheeks, and slammed full force into his awaiting ass. Not stopping, I continued to slam him over and over. (Now if you ever lived in a dorm, you know the beds are a narrow twin size, not the perfect size for someone over 6 feet.) “Holy shit fuck Swiiimm,” Mitch yelled as his head rammed into the wall behind his bed. I slowed long enough for him to move his hands to the wall. “Ugh, ugh, ugh, ughhhhhh, oh-fuck-my-fuck-God. I-I-I- can’t stop it, I’m gonna fucking cum.” screamed Mitch. I tried to ignore him, but it was getting harder and harder to, the louder he groaned. As my balls slammed into his with every thrust, I felt his balls tighten. “AAHHHHH,” Mitch screamed as he came, squirt after squirt on the bed and wall. I continued to fuck him, feeling myself getting closer and closer. Up until now, I have managed to stay quiet, but that was ‘cumming’ to an end. As I am nearing my climax, I pull all out preparing a final thrust. To my surprise, Mitch twisted and dropped to his knees, catching my thrust with his mouth. “Holy fucking shit,” I grunted as I blew string after string of cum deep into his throat. I blew so much cum, he could not swallow all of it. My cum ran out of the side of his mouth as I withdrew. I stared down at him as he used the end of his tongue to catch the cum. I almost blew again.
We did not say anything to each other the rest of the night. The next day, I took Kamerun out to the pool for a swim. Kami wore a new black and white striped bikini that left nothing to the imagination. She said she bought it just to celebrate my cast coming off. She did look hot, smoking hot. I saw the way the other guys at the pool stared at her. Some of the guys wolf whistled as we left the pool. “Don’t strain that muscle dude.” “Don’t waste all his energy Kamerun, we need him for the competition this weekend.” the guys laughed as we walked out. “Let’s go to my dorm, Tina is gone for the week.” So we went back to Kami’s dorm. “I’ve been waiting for this,” Kami said as she unlocked her door. As I shut the door, I grabbed Kami and pulled her into a passionate kiss. Damn, I thought, I missed kissing. I quickly rid her of her bikini, and picked her by her ass. I carried Kami to her bed. “Damn girl, it seems like forever, since I had you.” She tightened her legs around my waist as I lowered to the bed. “Then ‘cum’ and get me big boy.” With that, I deepened the kiss, shoving my tongue into her waiting mouth. I slid my hand down her side slowly, grazing her breast along the way. “Touch me,” she moaned. “Gladly,” I said as my hand cupped her ass. I kneaded her ass as I grinded my dick into her softness. I broke the kiss, and kissed my way down her beautiful neck, across her sexy collar bone, and licked a line between her firm tits. “Oh yes, yes, Swim, that’s it,” Kami moaned. I traced a line up one tit, and circled her taunt nipple before drawing it into my mouth. I knew what she liked, and was trying to make up for the last months. As I sucked on her nipple, I slid my hand down her thigh. As her moans of pleasure increased, I slid my hand slowly up to her already moist cunt. “You like it baby, you want my finger?” I asked her as I stuck my finger up her cunt. “Yeessss,” she hissed, “yes, stick it in me deeper.” I did as she asked, and slowly lowered to her flat stomach, kissing my way down. “Oh God, Swim, eat me, lick me, oh God suck me,” she begged. “As you wish,” I said as I flicked my tongue across her clit. I licked her, running circles around her clit with my tongue. Her moans increased, I knew she was getting close to an orgasm. I plunged my tongue deep into her cunt, and pulled back out. I traced my tongue from her ass all the way to her clit, before thrusting into her cunt again, just as she had her first orgasm. “Baby, please fuck me now, fuck me now,” Kami pleaded. “As you wish,” I said as I shoved my cock in her cunt. Now I have never had an issue getting hot. I never had to stop because I could not get it up. But I suddenly found myself only semi hard. I pumped her several more times, and still nothing. “What’s wrong Swim,” asked Kami as she panted. “I guess it has just been too long, maybe I need a minute.” I stated. “Let’s fuck like we usually do, maybe that will help,” she suggested sounding a little frustrated. So I sat on her vanity bench, and Kami came over and knelt down. “This may help some also,” she said, licking my dick. As she began to give me a blow job, my prick began to firm up. As she took most of my dick in her mouth and started bobbing, I grab the back of her head and pushed balls deep into the throat. As she gagged and tried to raise up, I held her in place a moment longer as the vibrations from her throat felt better than ever. “Fuck you Swim, you know I don’t like to deep throat, you asshole.” Kami yelled. “I’m sorry, just fuck me.” I said. With her already lubed from her orgasim, she lower herself on my now very hard dick. “That’s it, fuck me harder,” I moaned to her. I grabbed a tit in my mouth and sucked, nipping at it a little. Kami moaned in pleasure, as that was what she liked. I grabbed her hips and begun to meet her thrusts with my own. We were really getting into it hot and heavy. Our moans and groans were just adding to the pleasure. “Let’s try a different way,” I asked as she orgasmed for the second time, still I had not. “How,” she asked breathless. “Just turn around, and let me fuck you backwards.” So Kami did as I asked, and lowered herself onto my still rock hard dick. As I increased the thrusts, she increased her moans. After about ten minutes, I could feel her reaching another climax. “Uuuggghhhh, yeesssss,” she hissed. Feeling a little cheated, I suddenly raised her up slightly, repositioned, and entered her tight ass. (Now we have done this only once before, and Kami did not like it at all, making me promise not to do it again.) “Ouch, ewe, no you fucking bastard,” Kami screamed, “STOP”. At this point a couple of thrusts was all it took before I was shooting stream after stream of cum, everywhere. Kami shoved off of me as cum landed on her back, ass, and my stomach. “Sorry baby, I did not mean to, it just happened,” I tried to explain as she cried. “Don’t fucking touch me,” she screamed as I tried to hug her to me. “Kami, I really am sorry, I was so fucking horny, and it happened. I didn’t intend to do it, I was just not thinking. Please, come here, please,” I begged her. She raised her tear filled eyes to me, and slowly walked toward me. “Don’t ever fucking try that shit again, or we are through!” she stated firmly. I pulled her into my arms, and lifted her up, carrying her to her bed. We laid down, holding each other, with me whispering apologies in her ear. She turned over and kissed me, and at that point I knew all was forgiven. I managed to pull her cover over us before we fell asleep, just in case Tina came back early.
So the next day I went back to my dorm, Mitchell was packing to leave. I grabbed a few more hours of sleep as we fucked several more times throughout the night. (Make-up sex is AWESOME!!) when I got up Mitch said he decided to leave today instead of waiting until tomorrow, so he could beat traffic. “Have a great time bro,” I said as he was leaving. “Yeah see you,” Mitch said, sounding a little down. So for the next week or so, life was back to normal. Kamerun practically moved into my dorm since her roommate was back, and Mitch was gone. The sex was great, but always seemed to be missing something. I think Kami began to feel it also. About the middle of the second week, however, I began to have problems with our lovemaking. No matter how much I pleasured Kami, she was never really able to pleasure me fully. Don’t get me wrong, she made me cum, but it just was not the same. I could not figure out what was wrong. On Friday night, we went to a party at a Frat house, not my usual thing, and we had a little too much to drink. When we got back to my dorm, and tried to get it on, I just could not get it up. “What the fuck Swim! Don’t I turn you on anymore? Is there someone else? That’s it, you met someone else isn’t it…who the fuck is she, tell me and I’ll kick the bitches ass!” she screamed at me. “There is no one else, I swear, I don’t know what the fuck is going on, but I don’t need you bitching all the time, is that all I am to you is your boy toy, your fuck buddy?” I screamed back. We had never had a fight like this, I am sure the alcohol had a lot to do with it. But I think it just made it worse than it would have been when it eventually happened, which I know it would have. “Fuck you Steven, if that is what you think, I’m not the one that can’t get it up!” she yelled. I do not think she has ever called me by my real name. “Fuck you bitch, maybe if you tried something new once in a while I could get it up, maybe I am just bored with you!” Kami reached back, and slapped me across the face and walked out slamming the door behind her.
I sat up all night trying to figure out what the hell happened. Over the next couple of weeks, I stayed to myself apart from practice and competitions. The guy on the team never asked me what was wrong, they just assumed it was the break up. I spent the rest of the time alone in my dorm. Unlike before, I became quite good at masturbating, what choice did I have anyway. I lost track of time, was in my own little world, not even realizing how much time went by. One day at practice, I just could not nail my dive, and the coach bitched me out. I walked back to the dorm in a pissed off mood. As I stepped into my room, time stopped for only a split second, Mitchell was back.
Without stopping to think about it, I threw my stuff down, and ran to him. I pulled a surprised Mitch to me, pressing my mouth to his so hard I tasted blood. Mitch returned the kiss just as hard, forcing his tongue into my awaiting mouth. There was no need to say anything, our actions spoke for themselves. As I pressed my mouth to his harder, I no longer knew if the blood I tasted was mine or Mitch’s, but it did not matter, all I wanted was to get as much of him as I could. As we wrestled against the wall I had shoved him against, things began to heat up. I grabbed two handfuls of his soft wavy blond hair, pressing him even closer, as he reached for the hem of my shirt. We only stopped our kiss long enough to remove our shirts, and them pressed together even harder. I felt and heard a long low growl come from deep within Mitch. As Mitch began to dropped my shorts to the floor, I finally broke the kiss. Without saying a word, I think he thought if he said anything, the moment would be lost, I began a slow wet trail down Mitch’s incredible body. Inch by inch I tasted every bit of his skin as I could. I have never experienced a taste like it, sweet, but with a salty sweat taste. I halted my journey down his body long enough to pleasure both nipples, biting and pulling, twisting and licking each to a firm point. Then I began the long journey over his tight abs, and on down to the bald sweet spot I was looking for. And then for the first time, I grabbed some one dick besides mine. He was almost the same size as me, about 7 inches of cut meat. At first I just held it in my hands and stared. Finally I licked the tip, and experience the most erotic feeling I have ever had. I began lick from top to bottom, around and around. I engulfed as much as I could, but only got about 4 inches in. I bobbed on him for a few more minutes, and then moved to his perfectly balls. As I was sucking his balls, he grabbed at my head, and just rubbed. I think the shock of what was happening was too much for either of us as neither one had said anything up to this point. Both of us were however, panting and groaning, getting continually louder. As I released his balls, I placed my tongue at the base of his prick, at the top of his ball sack. Slowly, but firmly I licked a straight line up to the tip, sticking my tongue into his slit, like he did me. Mitch suddenly yelled, “I’m gonna fucking cum.” As he began to shot string after string of cum, I caught it all in my mouth, however, I only swallowed a portion of it. I had plans for the rest. As he finished cumming, I lowered my mouth to his ass. I slid my tongue through my lips trying not to lose any cum, and licked his asshole. Mitch cried out in pure ecstasy, “Oh fucking yesssss!” As I moved my tongue in and out of his hole, I made my move. I placed my lips directly over his hole, forming a seal, and spit his own cum into his ass. By this time we had ended up on my bed, and I raised his ass just enough to keep the cum in it, and then rammed balls deep into his ass. We both moaned, “oh yeaaa.” I looked at Mitch for the first time since I kissed him. I could see pure pleasure on his face. As I fucked his tight ass, I felt his stiff dick pounding against my tight abs. I slowly lowered myself to his neck, and kiss a trial to his ear. “You can cum on me this time,” I whispered into his ear as I swirled my tongue around it. Then we met for a kiss just as passionately, just as hard as the first one. As my thrust became harder and harder I felt both my balls and his begin to fill. With the most amazing orgasm of my life, we came at the same time. I collapsed on the bed next to Mitch, as my now flaccid cock slid out of his gaping hole. We laid like this for several minutes as we slowed our breathing, and our hearts returned to normal.
Mitch was the first to break the silence. “I thought I was just your substitute. I thought when I left, that it was over. You made that perfectly clear,” Mitch said, choking up. “I almost did not come back, I was going to transfer colleges because I did not think I could face you again.” I still had not raised my head, I did not want Mitch to see the tears falling from my eyes. When I did not say anything, Mitch stopped talking. After a few minutes, I gained control, and raised my head to look into his gorgeous blue eyes. “I had the worst three weeks of my life. I broke it off with Kamerun, I fucked up my dive, pissed off my coach, and had no idea why. Until I opened that door and saw you. At that moment I knew what it was. I missed you. I missed being with you, even if it did not seem I was. Something changed that last time, you know, after I had my cast off. I no longer needed you, but I did not know yet that now all I wanted was you. I needed you for a different reason. I still do not think I am gay, or even bi, but you will never again be my substitute.”
Mitch smiled bigger than I had ever seen him “as long as I am not your bitch now,” he laughed. “No not my bitch,” I said giving him a jab to the ribs, “now you’re just my Mitch!” “Very funny,” Mitch said leaning to kiss me again. So that is how my last year of college began. Mitch and I had a very aggressive relationship. We still did not hang out with each other away from the dorm. We both continued dating girls, but never anything serious, and we never brought anyone back to our dorm. It was now a sacred place, just for us. We continued this way through the entire school year. As graduation approached, our relationship changed. We spend more time just being with each other, not always fucking. We fell asleep in each other’s arms every night. The night before graduation, we spent the entire evening making love. We continued well into the night. Before we fell asleep, we agreed to meet back here at the room after graduation. We planned on having on last ‘hoorah’ before I left. I was busy all the next day, greeting my parents, having lunch with them, and saying goodbye to friends and my swim/dive team. The dive I had been perfecting all year paid off at the National Finals. I was offered a place on the US Olympic dive team, my dreams were coming true.
It took awhile after the ceremony to break away, but I finally said goodbye to my parents, as I was driving home in my own car. I ran all the way back to the dorm room so we could begin our private goodbye. I opened the door to find the room empty. I dashed down the hall to the bathroom thinking Mitch was there, only to have my hopes flushed. I slowly walked back down the hall to my room. I looked at the empty side of the room, my stuff was already loaded into my car, and slowly walked to Mitchell’s bed. As I started to lie down to take one last deep breath of his scent, I saw an envelope laying there.
‘Dear Steven, I just could not bear the thought of saying goodbye to you. I know that you will go on with your life, and I will go on with mine. Eventually we will shove this past year to the back of our memories, only to bring them back occasionally when something reminds us of each other. Hell, I don’t know if I will ever be able to swim again without being reminded of you. I hope you understand why I could not meet you tonight, time to move on. Just know when you are standing on the diving platform, pausing to gain your concentration, I will be there with you giving you that added height you need to perform perfectly. You never know, I may very well have built the platform you dive from.
I will be watching from wherever I may be, watching as you rise into the air performing that perfect dive, making your country proud, but more importantly, making me proud to have been a part of your life. And then, I will be with you as you lower your head for the official to place that gold medal around your beautiful neck. And I will be there singing our national anthem right along beside you. As the flag lowers, and the world watches you tear up, only I will know the tears are for a different reason. So go and concur the world SWIM! All my love, your substitute, your Mitch.
P.S. I can’t wait to see you in that US swim team Speedo!!

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The Ghost and Me

The Ghost and Me
I suppose that at one time or another, everyone feels or think they see a ghost. Me, I had never seen anything like a ghost or anything I couldn’t explain, until now. I’m a 33 years old male, born in the far west of NSW, being raised on a farm with just my parents. I’m 6 tall with a good athletic body. I never had any real girlfriends before, mainly because I’m too shy. I really never spoke with many girls before, so I suppose I was seen as stand offish, which actually drove women away from me. I really didn’t have anyone who I could learn from and so it made it hard for me. Believe me, I could never go gay, I don’t even like the male body, except for mine and especially my 7 inch cock. Nothing about other men appeals to me.
I came to Sydney to find a new life for myself. I thought that being in the largest city in Australia I would find something for me. I made arrangements through a real estate, before leaving, to find an apartment, something in the city. They emailed me several apartments, which I went and looked over. Of The several places there wasn’t very much to look at, but one. I felt at home the most in old apartment, which had several balconies over looking the city. The balconies had been covered at one time with flowers, but they died, leaving dried remains behind. I liked the feel to the apartment. It satisfied my need to live somewhere, so I took it.
I moved in a couple of weeks later. Then I spent a lot of time looking at furniture, until I found a little second hand store, nearby to where I lived. I had travelled all over the city looking, but never in my backyard, so to speak. After settling the furniture, I thought something was missing. Then one day while drinking coffee on the balcony. I received an impression of greenery and I thought that plants may bring the rest of the apartment alive. So I started looking on the net at what plants would help.
I’ve never had a green thumb, or even cared for gardening for that matter. I soon as run over a flower with a lawn mower or put a driveway down, than to try and grow a plant. But, as soon as I had the impression of plants in the place, one thought kept surfacing, making this apartment and my life, come alive. It was the most important part of living in this new apartment. This was a new change for me. The weeks I toiled with the plants, reading what was suitable and what was not. But in the end I was really astonished at my ability to bring life into my world. It took a year to make everything alive, but I did it.
It was just after bringing the apartment to life, I was sitting in a dark lounge room, with only the glow from the TV to brighten my immediate area. When there was movement and from the corner of my eye, it seemed to be standing in the hall. At first I looked but no one was there. Thinking it was my imagination, I went back to watching TV and letting its soft glow surround me. Then I caught the movement again, so again I fixed my gaze to the hallway, though nothing was visible.
I couldn’t understand why I was seeing something there when there wasn’t. It puzzled me until I thought I must have been tired, so switching off the TV, I walked down the unlit hallway, to the door that opened to my room. Just as I opened the door, but stopped short of turning on the light, something moved behind me. This something gave me a feeling I couldn’t explain. It made the hair on my body rise and produced goose bumps. I couldn’t explain it, for when I turned nothing was there.
I turned on the light and enter the bedroom. I undressed myself, leaving me naked for sleep, and laid down under the blankets. I read until I felt myself start to sleep, so turning of the second of the room’s lights, I closed my eyes and let the room settle until the next morning.
I don’t know how long I’d been asleep when the strangest dream had come to me. This woman of unmistakable beauty had lay next to me on my bed. She had told me how wonderful the apartment looked, and how she came alive at such beauty. She felt that the apartment was made just for her and that she would now reward me.
This beauty had long wavy red hair. Her lips were red and full, to match her hair. Her eyes were of emerald green and took on life that brought her smile to brighten all around her. Her skin was pale and stood out against her hair. This woman was beautiful and nothing I could do would make me take my eyes off her.
The beauty had been lightly touching my cock, which now stirred from slumber. In my dream I rolled on to my back to allow her better access. Her touch was fleeting but magical, taking no time for my manhood become rigid. The beautiful woman smiled and my heart skipped, then racing to a whole new throb. As she lowered her mouth to my stiffened pole, I saw how her lips floated over it.
As she took me the feeling I got was magical, there were tingly electrical touch to the head of my cock, and something that made me feel alive. Her tongue swirled around and around, making the feeling more explicit and real. Soon her mouth was engulfing me, taking me all the way to the base of my cock. Electricity up lifted my soul, making my cock feel charged. This raised my seed through my cock, till I was ready to explode. Then as I was ready to cum, the beauty took hold of my cock with her mouth and hands until my body shook. I exploded in a wave of sensuality and intensity. My cum landed upon my body, my face, my pillow and the wall. My cock wouldn’t stop shooting the load I produced and my mind went into a bliss that was indescribable.
The dream was so real that the amount of cum that shot from my cock, found me awake instantly. I Bolted upright, looking at the cum on my stomach, around the room and wondering what just happened. I grabbed a handful of tissues and wiped myself clean. I laid back down, and started thinking what was that dream all about. Something came to me about wet dreams and I remembered it usually had to do with puberty. I let the thought go and tried to sleep, but the picture of the woman held my memory. Finally I slept and was not disturbed again until the alarm woke me up at 7am.
I got up and looked at the room again, the bunch of tissues and the marks left on the wall. I started cleaning up, but the thought of the woman came back to me. I knew that working on the plants helped, so I started working on each plant and flower, which made me happy. I talked to each one and played music that I read would actually help plants grow.
By the afternoon, the image of the woman had vanished from my mind. The feeling that I got for looking after the plants, replaced the image. I was able to enjoy the rest of the afternoon and read my book. That night I went to a friend’s place, who introduced me to a nice girl, Samantha. She seemed interesting to me, until she left without leaving me a number or any further indication of wanting to see me. So I travelled home, had a coffee, and got ready for bed. The apartment felt warm, friendly and I enjoyed living in it. I went to bed, again read part of my book, and when I felt ready I turned off the light.
I was deep asleep again when the dream of the red headed beauty came to me again. This time she was floating above me, looking down into my eyes. She thanked me for looking after the plants, and how happy she felt to be alive again. I felt safe when I told her, her smile was something that I lived to feel on my lips. At that invitation she lowered her head and touched my lips with hers. With the touch, electrical energy serge passed between us. It gave me an incredible feeling of love and arousal.
Straight away my cock rose up to its full rigidity. I looked into the eyes of this beauty of mine, and asked if she would take my manhood into her. At that the woman looked down at me, smiled and lowered her body down onto me. As my cock stood up, her pussy enveloped my manhood. The tingling sensation returned and again the electrical energy serge passed between her to me. I could not believe the feeling as her body rose and fell onto my cock. There wasn’t any other feeling, but this did not stop my cock from responding. Soon, from her movements, my cock was close to erupting into her body, and spreading my juice into a woman of beauty.
I had kept my eyes on her the whole time we fucked. I couldn’t be released from them. I know that I wanted to keep myself there always. Though in this dream I could not hold her, but, she kept her body close to me. Finally I shot my load again, and the volume was more than the night before. My ejaculation shot up and landed on my stomach, chest and hair. My cock was still pumping out cum from me, when I realised I was awake and that the figure had gone.
These dreams started to worry me, as I cleaned myself up. I had never had any problems of wet dreams before arriving in the city. As I thought about this, I came to the conclusion that the problems only started when I finished the garden. That everything that happened around the apartment happened to me. I cleaned up and laid back in bed, and thought about the first night, when I kept on thinking I saw something. Finally I fell asleep and didn’t dream for the rest of the night.
The next morning again I tendered to the plants and found they loved the attention that I gave. I decided to see my friend again. So that afternoon I travelled to my friends place. When I arrived, the Samantha girl, I met the previous evening was there waiting too. Samantha was 22 years old, long wavy Auburn hair, with hazel eyes. A slim nice figure and with what could be a lovely smile. Her skin looked taunt and fresh, which gave it a touch of beauty to it. I greeted her and asked about her day. She seemed to be evasive of me, and everything I did to have her join in conversation, didn’t help. Finally, I asked her about ghosts and strange occurrences. I asked where I would look to find such information. At that she scowled at me and gave me mocked laughter. I asked her about the sarcastic laugh, when asking about my line of enquiry.
She looked real hard at me and stated, “Yeah, so you know I study para-psychology.” I said, “What’s that about?” She gave a scornful look when she replied, “It’s the study into supernatural/psychic events and the discovery of events that would not be classed as normal, such as hauntings.” I looked at Samantha who seemed to be scoffing at me, looking down her nose at me. When she asked, “Why do you want to know about this?” I said, “I don’t think you’d believe me.” She said, “Try me.”
So I told her the story of moving into the apartment, the need to have the unit living. Then after finishing the apartment, the strange feelings that someone was there, and I could always see something out the corner of my eyes. I finished, telling her of my dreams, the erotic feelings and wet dreams I had, revealing to her I was awake just before ejaculation. Samantha seemed to be thinking about my story. She told me that if I was having a lend at her expense, she would cut my balls off.
I took a step back at her threat, and told her that I wasn’t lying, that I was worried about the weird occurrences that happened and that I could be in trouble. Samantha told she’d come over that night and start her investigation. I was happy at hearing that and asked would she like dinner. She abruptly said No. and stated further, “I’m not there to fraternise with you.” I felt wounded and self conscious. But I turn that thought off, looking at trying to be a friend. So I left telling her I’d see her later. She told me ok, and that was that. I returned home to wait for Samantha.
Part 2 the Investigation

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A fantasy come true

This is the story of one of my longest fantasies told from the perspective of the guy. Some of this is true but most of it unfortunately isn’t. Enjoy!

Fantasy

The Rape of Persephone

Inspired by the Greek myth of Hades (god of the underworld) kidnapping Persephone (goddess of the spring) and taking her as his wife. This story does not accurately depict all the events or facts that were in the myth, I just liked the idea and wanted to expand on it. This is my first story for the website so be sure to give me any suggestions you may have and be sure to tell me if its too tame. I wanted to write a story I would like, one with an actual plot with relationships and personalities between the characters, I didn’t want to jump right into the sex before giving a good build up, but if it is too tame tell me. 🙂

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Mr. Wong’s Curios: Blue Lotus Tea (Fixed)

“Unh- God, yes! Harder!” Justin ground his cock against my clit. I felt his shaft moving between my thighs. I couldn’t help but squeeze them together, it felt so good.
“Monica, you’re so beautiful. Why couldn’t I see it before?” Justin moaned in my ear.
“Fuck me, Justin! Please, fuck me!” I nearly screamed. It felt like lightning was coursing through my body. Justin pressed against me harder, thrusting faster and faster. I felt my back begin to arch and my face felt hot. I was so close to cumming.
“Well, it’s plain to see you were meant for me, yeah- I’m your toy, your 20th century boy” Crap- Justin was calling! I pulled my hand out from between my legs and reached for my phone, but my fingers were soaked. I rolled over and grabbed the phone with my other, dryer hand.
“Hey, Justin!” My voice was way too high! I sounded like an idiot!
“Monica, what’s going on?” His voice was honey mixed with gravel, smooth but rough. He was so hot.
“Oh, um, nothing. What’s going on with you?”
“Miles left the band- got in a fight with Trevor. We’re trying to find a new keyboardist. You play, right?”
“Keyboard? Um, yeah, I play!” I was actually more of a classical piano player, but I could play whatever they wanted, especially for Justin.
“Cool. Look, we’re having auditions this afternoon, ’round five. You should be there.”
“I’ll definitely come!” Hopefully, in more ways than one.
“Sounds good. Later.” With that, Justin hung up. I couldn’t believe it. Trouble Note, Justin’s band, was awesome. They had at least three or four gigs a week and everyone figured they’d get a record deal soon. I couldn’t understand why Miles would leave. It was Trevor on bass, Daniel on lead guitar, Justin on vocals and rhythm guitar, Harry on drums, and Miles on the keyboard. At least, it used to be! I guess he and Trevor finally went at it. They’d never liked each other, but I didn’t ever think one of them would leave. Now was my chance though! If I could make it onto Trouble Note, I’d spend, like, every single day with Justin! Maybe he’d notice me and I could do more than just rub one out to the thought of him.
It was around two thirty, just enough time to get ready. I got off my bed and looked at myself in the mirror. “Crap.” I sighed. More acne, it was always more acne. I had the worst pizza face of anyone I knew. I didn’t even blame guys for not wanting to talk to me. I wouldn’t have wanted to either. And it wasn’t like I was stacked or anything. I had small boobs, barely a B cup. I was always one of those girl friends that guys have. Not a girlfriend, just a friend that happened to be a girl. I was the one they went to when they wanted advice on how to land other, hotter girls. That was how I’d met all my guy friends really, all of them except Justin. He and I were both music majors. I’d been in the library, trying to find this book on early twentieth century jazz for my research paper, which was due the next day, and I couldn’t find it anywhere. When I finally got angry and shouted, asking where in the hell it was, Justin had walked over with it. We?d been friends since then.
By three, I?d showered and settled on an outfit. I put on some pants and a green sweater. I left my hair down because it helped cover up more of my face that way. The only thing I liked that I wore were my shoes. They were leather strap heels and really cute, not that it mattered when I was the one who was wearing them. Basically, the only thing I had going for me was music. I lived and breathed it. When I wrote a piece or played something, it made me feel beautiful. When the music finished, I was ugly again. I was good at piano though, really good, so if the band wanted a keyboardist who wouldn’t hog the spotlight and could play, I was their girl.
I got to Harry’s bar early. “Happy Harry’s” was their drummer’s bar, and since it already had a small stage and needed entertainment some nights, it was the natural place for them to practice. I saw Justin on stage, adjusting his mike. He had messy, unkempt brown hair and these dark eyes that were like looking into two bottomless wells. He was wearing a red and white baseball shirt with some torn jeans and a Fratellis wrist band. So hot. I waved. He looked up, smiled a little, and raised a hand. I took a seat and waited for them to get ready to audition people. A half hour later, it was me and these two stoner looking guys who weren’t exactly MTV material in the looks department either. I went first and played Trouble Note’s “Token Heart, Broken Art” almost perfectly. The two guys both sucked. The spot was as good as mine! As I was coming off stage though, the doors to the bar swung open and this girl walked in like she’d just stepped out of a movie.
She had long blonde hair, a cute figure, and perfect skin. The guys in the band were only too happy to meet her. Her name was Amber Lynne, which meant even her name kicked my name’s ass. When she played though, it was barely passable. She had to stop and restart twice. The band asked us to wait outside while they discussed what they’d seen. Maybe that meant I still had a shot. The four of us stood outside, the two stoner guys shared a joint and Amber lit a cigarette, occasionally giving me a cold look out of the corner of her eye. I leaned against the door to the bar. I could just make out what the guys were saying.
“-don’t care, she bit hard. You know Monica was the best.” It was Justin!
“And I don?t care about your pity friend’s playing when her face looks like road rash. Amber’s hot, Monica’s not.” There was a pause after that.
“No, Dude. Sorry, but I have to agree with him. I vote Amber too.”
“Me too.”
“God, you guys can be real dicks sometimes. I’m going to call her in first. Maybe I can explain or something. Shit.” I heard the sound of footsteps approaching the door and I moved back a few feet before I was caught listening in. The door cracked open. “Hey, Monica, you can come in first.”
“Um, okay.” I said, barely loud enough to be heard. I felt awful. Justin and I took a seat at a table at the back of the bar. The rest of the band pretended to check their instruments.
“Look-” Justin began. I could see it was difficult for him, he felt badly about what had happened. The least I could do was make it easier on him.
“I didn’t get the part, s’okay. I knew Amber would as soon as she walked in.” Justin told me the band had voted for Amber, but he said my playing was definitely the best. I let my hair fall in front of my face and told him I’d see him in class on Monday. He asked if I wanted to get lunch afterwards, I told him yes. It was a nice gesture, a consolation prize to help mollify the pain. I kept it together until I got to my car. I was sobbing as I pulled away from the bar. I didn’t know what to do and I kept crying harder and harder. I couldn’t even see the road. I pulled into a parking lot somewhere in town and cut the engine. I just cried until I was done. Then I got out of the car and decided I might as well walk around. I didn’t come in too often and I needed something to take my mind off of things. As I walked down the sidewalk, I looked in the window of the store I was passing and saw a bunch of old, Asian looking stuff inside. I decided to check it out.
The store was filled with all kinds of antiques, Chinese looking stuff that seemed like it should be in a museum. “Hey there!” I heard a voice call from the upper floor at the back of the store. It was a cute guy, he looked like he ran the store. “Can I help you with anything?” I told him no. I don’t know how he knew, but he asked me why I was so sad. Before I knew it, I was explaining everything that had just happened to him. I told him about Justin, about his band, trying out, and Amber showing up. He was a really good listener. He asked me if I had told Justin that I liked him. I said no, of course not. He asked why. I told him I was too ugly. Justin would never go for someone like me. He was about to say something when this beautiful girl walked into the store.
“God,” I thought, “this day hates me.”
He and the girl chatted for a minute. They looked excited to see each other, probably deeply in love. Then the guy, I swear, caught me giving the girl a glance. A few seconds later, he and the girl came by and he introduced the two of us. Her name was Amanda, I told her mine was Monica. He asked if we’d talk for a second while he went in the back. The guy said he had something I’d like in the back of the store, but it might take him a minute to find it. After he left, his girlfriend started talking to me. She was sweet too, but not as syrupy as the guy; she had a little bit of attitude. Her name was Amanda, and she was basically who I wished I could’ve been. Hot, confident, and with a great guy.
“Hey, you were saying your skin bothered you. Try this.” I looked up and saw the guy had come back. In his hands was a small wooden box. I took it from him.
“What is it?” The box looked like it was filled with black leaves or something.
“Blue Lotus Tea Leaves. Blue Lotus Tea is really rare. I’m pretty sure we’re the only store that has any. It’s supposed to help promote growth, balance your energy, flush out toxins- basically make your body super healthy. I think it’ll help your skin.” I told him it was nice of him, but I didn’t think anything would help. I’d tried every brand, every medication, every wipe, rinse, or cream that you could buy. Nothing had helped. ?Well, at least you won’t be disappointed if it doesn’t work and you get tea out of the deal. Why not try it? What’ve you got to lose?” That was true. I bought the tea, which he sold to me for considerably less than I bet it was worth, then I got in my car. As I drove off, I saw the boy and Amanda kiss as he locked the door to the store. I must’ve shown up right at closing time.
I boiled some tea when I got back to my apartment. I thought it would be blue or green, but the tea wound up taking on the color of clouds, a transparent bluish-grey. I sat down to watch American Idol while I drank my tea. It tasted like cotton candy and ginger, no kidding. “Oh my god! This is great!” I said out loud. I finished the tea in two more gulps and immediately brewed myself another cup. When I’d finished that cup, I felt really good. I figured it was the caffeine making me feel awake, but I was also sort of horny. Besides that, I was hungry and wound up eating two whole cans of vegetable soup. Then I masturbated again to the thought of Justin fucking me. I wound up going to bed early though. It was weird.
I woke up early too. The sun was barely up, but I felt completely re-energized. I got up and looked in the mirror. I thought my face looked better, but maybe I was just in a good mood. It was hard to tell. I was also hungry and craving my Blue Lotus Tea. I poured myself several bowls of Special K and brewed two cups of the tea. When I had finished my meal, I started on my school work and had it done by lunch time. I went out for lunch with my friend Kelsey, who I hadn’t called in a while. She said I seemed happier. I told her it was just her imagination. When I got home, I drank another cup of tea. By the time I went to bed, I had already had six cups and an equal number of orgasms.
The next morning, there was a definite change in my skin. My forehead was still bad but my cheeks were much clearer and my hair looked shiny. Needless to say, I drank a lot of tea that day as well. On Monday, maybe half of my acne had cleared up and some of the scars from it had gone away too. When I was getting dressed, my shirt got stuck on my chest as I was pulling it down. I?d never had that happen before, but I didn’t think anything about it. During class, Justin and I chatted and he said I looked nice. After that, I asked to go to the bathroom. Just that one remark had me wet and I came thinking about him eating me out. Lunch was great too, although I ate more than I wished I had, but I was always hungry now. Maybe my body needed the calories to make my skin better.
Over the next few weeks, I kept drinking the tea and picked up three more boxes from the hot, nice guy at Mr. Wong?s Curios and Antiques. He said he was glad I was feeling better and that my skin was looking great. It was true, it was almost perfect now. I’d get a small pimple every now and then, but it was usually gone by the next day. My hair had grown out really quickly too, smoother and silkier than before. By far the greatest change was what had happened to my body. Not only did my skin look great but it seemed toned. My ass felt bigger, which I wasn’t thrilled about, but it was tight and firm. I had actually learned a couple of hip hop dances for fun, now that I actually had something to shake. Even better, I’d had to go bra shopping. My boobs were popping out of their old cups. I’d moved from a small B to a large C. It felt amazing. Every morning was like a dream, I got to wake up, look in the mirror and see a model looking back at me- then I made her come at least twice.
I was talking with Justin more too, now that I wasn’t so nervous around him. He and I talked about music and jobs and about Trouble Note. They were about to get signed, he said. They had a big concert on the twentieth, record label executives were supposed to come. If they liked what they saw and heard, he figured they’d get a deal. I was happy for him and when he asked if I would, I told him I’d come to the concert. And speaking of coming, I’d thought I masturbated a lot before, but since starting on my regimen of tea around the clock, I had to come at least five or six times a day and whenever I knew I’d see Justin, bringing spare panties was a necessity.
The Friday before his concert, Justin had me come over to play keyboard so that he could practice extra for the concert. His voice sounded great and I got to learn more of the band?s songs. After that, I told him I didn’t really have clothes for a concert and I basically just had sweaters and loose t-shirts. He asked me why I never let anyone see my body, when I had such a good one. I told him I didn’t think I did. He brushed my hair behind my ear and told me I should show my face too, I was beautiful. I thought my heart would stop. He’d never said anything like that to me before. I leaned forward by instinct and before I knew what was happening, I felt him kiss me.
We went shopping at the mall after that and he helped me pick out a couple of new, more rocker-style outfits. When I couldn’t decide between two shirts, I stepped out the dressing room with just my bra on and asked him which he liked better. The stare he gave me was completely worth it. I bought the clothes and we had dinner at the food court together. After that, I told him we were going to Chique-n-Sleek, this expensive hair place. When the lady asked what I’d like done, I asked her to hand Justin a catalogue and told him to pick out whatever he wanted. I wound up getting a trim and a bright red streak that framed the right side of my face. It looked really good with my naturally dark hair. Justin drove me home and we actually made out for a few minutes. When my hand brushed his crotch, which I made seem like an accident, I felt how hard he was under his jeans. I pressed down, just a hint, and enjoyed the grunting sound he made. I went inside then, leaving him wanting more for once.
When the day Trouble Note was to play came, I made sure to be ready and look my best. I started my day with two cups of tea and a large blueberry muffin I had picked up from the bakery down the street. The rest of the day, I took care of my class assignments and got ready. I slipped on my new black bra, with the lacy frills and hot pink accents. A black thong finished my unmentionable ensemble. Next, I put on a pair of black jeans that hugged my ass, with a studded belt that screamed rocker. I pulled a hot pink tube top down over my bra and then a black, low cut, Nirvana shirt on over that, leaving an inch or two of my stomach showing. I put on just enough make-up and purple eye shadow to look good without looking like a groupie. I finished the look off with a black, plastic choker, a wrist band, and I put my hair up. But, I made sure to leave the red streak down, since Justin liked it so much. When I saw myself in the mirror it was unbelievable. “I’d fuck me.” I thought to myself. The difference between my life then and what it was a few weeks ago was almost too immense to comprehend. If Justin and the band got signed, who knew what life would be like if we became serious.
I met Justin at the concert hall and he gave me a backstage pass and a ticket to the front section, where?d I?d be able to see the band play from. He looked great and I wished him luck, leaving a throaty whisper in his ear. He looked like he appreciated that. When it came time for the band to come on, everyone was on their feet as they screamed and chanted “TROUBLE NOTE! TROUBLE NOTE! TROUBLE NOTE!!”
After several minutes, Justin and the others still weren’t on stage. I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket. Pulling it out, I saw Justin had texted me. “Problem! Meet backstage!” The text read. I slipped out and after showing security my pass, went backstage and found Justin.
“What?s wrong?” I asked, worried.
“Amber- she’s going to the hospital.”
“Oh my god..” I didn’t like Amber, but I hoped she was alright. “Is she okay?”
“She’ll be peachy by tomorrow. She’s so high she- damn, I don’t even know. I’ve never seen someone that high before.” Considering Trevor was in the band, Amber must’ve been really, really high.
“What are you guys going to do?!”
“Can you play? You know the songs.”
“I- I don’t know. I’ve never played them in front of anyone before. I don’t know how you’ve got the sound set up and um, I- I just- I want to- but, um-” Justin cut me off with a kiss. Then he pulled back and looked deep into my eyes with his shadowy pair.
“You’ve got this. I’ll be right there with you.” I nodded and we headed to the band. A few minutes later, we were on stage. I’d never felt anything like it. The rush of the crowd, the sound of the music. Rocking an entire stadium with Justin in front of me- It was magical. When we’d finished our set and then the encore, the crowd kept chanting for one more. We played “Token Heart, Broken Art,” the same song I’d tried out with and when the final note hit, I strutted right up to Justin, in front of two thousand screaming fans, and pulled him in for the most passionate kiss I’d ever given anyone. We were signed with Good Guy Records before we left that night. I replaced Amber.
The after party was wild, really, really wild. Before we got too tipsy, Justin and I beat it. He drove me back to my place and I invited him to come up stairs. Out of habit, I brewed two cups of Blue Lotus Tea. I gave him one and we quickly gulped the tea down. “I feel great.” He sighed.
“Me too.” I crooned in Justin?s ear. I stroked my hand across his crotch, feeling it stiffen at my touch. “How’s he feeling?”
“Better now.” We started making out and I thrust my tongue deep into Justin’s mouth. I wanted him and by God, tonight I was going to fuck him till he was empty.
“Bedroom…” I moaned in his ear. Justin took the hint and picked me up, carrying me into my room. He laid me down and we started to undress. I pulled off my shirt and tube top as he took his shirt off as well. Then we pulled off our shoes and pants, leaving the both of us in our underwear.
“Damn.” He said as I lay on my side, posing in my bra and thong for him. I unhooked the back of my bra and let my tits fall out. I slid my thong off next. Finally, with my body completely bare except for the choker around my neck, I let my hair down, gave Justin the sexiest, most sultry look I could. Then I spread my legs, letting him see my flooded thighs. I beckoned him towards me, but when he tried to get on top of me, I pulled his boxers down. Before he knew what I was doing, I took the head of his cock in my mouth and ran my tongue around it. “Shit, Monica, that feels so good.” Hearing Justin say my name like that turned me on ever more. I pulled off his cock and finally got a good look at the dick that I had thought about so many times. It was nearly eight inches long and thick enough that it got me even wetter thinking about how I would fit it in me.
I bent my head down to it again and slid my lips down around it, enjoying the feeling of Justin’s cock filling my mouth and pressing against the back of my throat. As I reached the base of his shaft, Justin moaned and I started to gag. I wasn’t stopping till I reached the very bottom. Pushing on, I finally felt his head bump against my tonsils. I cupped his balls and with my other hand took a handful of perfect ass and squeezed. I pulled back up until only his head was in my mouth, then I pushed back down to the bottom. I was learning to love the feeling of gagging, as long as it was his cock I was sucking. I went up and down faster and Justin ran his fingers through my hair, taking hold of my head. I kept bobbing up and down on him as he forced his shaft into my throat again and again.
“Fuck, Monica, I’m about to come!” He yelled. I felt Justin try to pull away, not wanting to finish in my mouth, but I wanted his cum. I wanted every drop of his load. I grabbed his ass with both hands and shoved his cock down my throat till his head was down my throat as far it would go. “I’M CUMMING!” Justin yelled and I felt his hips buck hard.
His cock pulsed inside my mouth I felt warm, salty cum plaster the back of my throat. There was hardly any point in doing so, but I swallowed it as best I could. Before I had even finished with that shot, another, even bigger rope of cum filled my throat. It was hard to breathe but I kept sucking down his load, not letting a single drop go anywhere but into my throat and then deep into my stomach. Justin dug his hands harder into my hair and his hips face fuck me hard. When I finally took what seemed like the hundredth shot of his cum, I felt his orgasm die away. Justin turned and fell onto the bed, his legs leaning off the side and resting on the ground, one of his feet on my Musical Theory textbook.
I saw Justin?s cock begin to soften, a bead of cum left on its tip. I had plans for that dick and I?d meant every last drop when I?d said it. I slipped off the bed and kneeled in front of him. I bent down, wrapped my tongue around his head again, sucking the last vestiges of his cum into my mouth. I wrapped my hand around his shaft and started pumping, enjoying the feeling of him getting hard again. “Ahh, I just came!” He yelled as I pushed him to the edge, his cock still extra sensitive. I continued on, sucking and pumping until he was as hard as a rock again.
“Now that I finally have big tits-” I said as I looked into Justin’s eyes, “I want you to fuck them.” I leaned forward and wrapped my tits around his cock, creating a slick pussy for him out of my chest. They’d gotten so sensitive since I’d started drinking the tea and it felt amazing just to have him between them. I cupped my tits in my hands and pressed them around him, creating as much pressure as I could. His hips started moving his cock between them, and I bounced them up and down in time with his thrusts. It was the first time I?d ever given a boob job to someone. It was amazing to watch him fuck my tits. I bent my head down and took his head into my mouth, sucking as his hips kept bucking.
I moved my hands up and down, bouncing my boobs up and down faster and faster as Justin thrust to match my speed. Before long, I could hear the sound of his breathing becoming shallow and fast. “Come for me, Baby.” I crooned. I moved my tits as fast as I could and dipped my head down, taking as much of his cock as I could. When I felt his cock pulse, like someone taking the cap off a shaken bottle of soda, I pulled my mouth off and let him fountain onto me. His first shot ran down my hair, across my eye, and onto my chest. The second arched way over my head, landing behind me on the bed and leaving a trail of droplets all across me. The third shot hit my chin and the rest went all over my chest, coating my the tops of my tits with his cum. It felt so warm and wet and good on me. After he finished coming, Justin lay back on the bed, exhausted. While he recovered, I went to the bathroom and reluctantly cleaned my face off. I thought about wiping my chest off, but decided not to. “What the hell, I like it.” I thought to myself as I looked at my big tits covered in Justin’s cum. If I liked it, why not enjoy it while it lasted?
With my face wiped off, I glanced back in the bedroom at Justin. He looked like he was mostly asleep. His big cock lay limply across his leg and his breathing was slow and deep. He needed a rest if I was going to make him keep going, so after and brushing his hair off of his forehead and giving him a small kiss, I walked into the kitchen and made two more cups of tea. That was the last I had, so as I carried the cups back to the bedroom, I made a mental note to go back by Mr. Wong?s Curios and buy some more. I found Justin basically asleep when I walked back into the bedroom, but the aroma of the tea must’ve stirred him, because his eyes fluttered open as I set the cups on the end table by the bed.
“Smells good.” He said hoarsely, his throat dry unlike mine. Not that I was complaining.
“Here.” I handed him one cup as he sat up, leaning against the headboard. I took the other cup and straddled his lap, letting myself sink down onto him. Even when he wasn’t hard, it felt so good to have his cock pressed against me. Just the thought that I, Monica had Justin’s cock between my legs, pressed against my pussy, was enough to get me wet again. As we sat there, sipping on our blue tea, I began grinding on him, without realizing it at first. His shaft slipped between my wet lips and slid back and forth, teasing my clit. Each movement felt better than the last. My pussy was soaking, coating Justin’s swelling cock with my cum. Eventually, we lost track of our tea, throwing the cups onto the carpeted floor. Justin had begun thrusting for real and it felt amazing to be lifted up, only to land on his hard shaft again.
“Justin-” I whispered to him as planted my hands on his chest and brought my face close to his. “I want you. Please- please, fuck me.” I needed him. I needed him inside me and no one and nothing else would do. I looked into his dark eyes, feeling myself sucked into them. Then he closed them and I felt his hand on the back of my hand, his fingers in my hair, pulling me towards him. Our lips made contact and then opened for our tongues as we fell into the hardest, most sexual kiss I’d ever had. It seemed like we’d never break apart. My lips were pressed so hard against his that I thought they might bruise and we were grinding our bodies together in time, not a single inch of space between us. When everything was coated in sweat and my cum, I found the will power to break away from the kiss and lift myself up.
Justin and I stared at the space between us. He took his cock in his hand and raised it up until the head, swollen, purple, and oozing precum, was grazing my entrance.
“Are you ready?” He asked me, looking into my eyes and stroking my cheek with his free hand.
“Yes. God, yes. I’m so ready.” I sank down and felt his cock pressing in, my glistening entrance welcoming him inside me. He took his hand away from his cock after the first inch had slid into me. He put his hand on my hips and pushed me down towards his lap, forcing me to take and more of his wonderful cock. Finally, I gave up trying to take it slowly and sank down, engulfing the last four inches all at once.
“Unnh!” I moaned as I felt his cock fill me and our bodies become one. I was so tight and he was so hard that I could feel his cock pulsing inside of me. Every twitch made my cheeks feel hot and set my eyelids fluttering. I thought that this must be what heaven felt like, but then it all got even better. Justin pulled out until only half of his cock was still inside me, then he thrust back inside, slamming me down with his hands on my hips. The impact sent waves of pleasure racing through my body. I’d never felt anything like it. Even in my best fantasies, I’d never imagined Justin could make me feel this good. After that, Justin started thrusting in and out of me regularly, his cock pushing against my g-spot and every impact making my clit scream in delight.
“Unh, Monica you’re so tight. It’s never felt this good with anyone else.”
“Ohh, Justin! Yes, I’m tight for you, only you. Now, fuck me. Fuck me hard with your big dick!” Hearing me talk like that must’ve really turned him on, because the next thing I knew, I was being lifted up, completely off the bed. Justin’s dick was pressed so deep inside me that it felt like his head had to be pushing into my womb. God, I wanted his cum.
The next thing I felt was my body bouncing up and down as Justin fucked me hard. I could hear the sound of our bodies slapping together every time I came down. The feeling was too much for me to handle. I leaned back and felt the tip of his cock drive straight into my G spot again and again. That was it. I leaned back forward and dug my hands into Justin and raked his chest with my nails. That turned him on so much that I could feel his cock swell up and pulse inside me. I felt myself tighten around him.
“God, fuck, Justin! Make me cum! Make me CUM!” My back arched and my face felt so hot. Then I felt my legs clench and my pussy went wild. “I’M CUMMING, JUSTIN! YOU’RE MAKING ME CUM!” That pushed Justin over the edge too. I felt him dig his hands into my thighs and slam his huge cock all the way into me.
“MONICA, I’m CUMMING!” He yelled. As wave after wave of pleasure rolled through my body, I suddenly felt jets of his warm cum splatter inside me and I started cumming all over again. When our orgasms finally subsided, I collapsed on top of Justin, feeling the slick sweat on our bodies mix. I ran my hands through his hair and he looked into my eyes.
“I love you, Monica.”
“I love you too, Justin. I love you so much.” We were so tired and so happy in each other’s arms, we fell asleep with the light on.

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Fantasy

A Dream

This is my first post so any constructive criticism is appreciated. I will warn you that I orginally hadnt planned on posting this since i wrote it on a cell but my girlfriend urged me so my fromatting, spelling and grammar might be off. In this story I didnt describe the character because I wanted to write it in a way that the readers imagination is supposed to feed how they see the characters whether its them self or someone else. also this is supposed to be the first part of a series so let me know if I should keep going with it.

Fantasy

The Wrath of Gaia pt 5

I just can’t seem to make these parts any longer than this so I’m going to stop beating myself up over it. I just hope you all enjoy the parts from now on as they are.

Fantasy

Doomsday (Fixed and edited)

By southerngentleman87 ©
Part 1 The Day My Life Changed!
Now for all of you who are reading this I will describe how my life was and was changed by things I could not control. First my name is Cory McGriffin. I did not ever think I’d be one of the few mentally stable people left alive after major climate changes caused the world everyone knew to disappear.
Now for those of the younger sort that don’t know what I’m talking about I’ll take the time to describe how my life was before. I grew up as an only child in a normal suburban neighborhood. I spent my childhood and teenage years like every other guys at that time, joking around with friends or as I got older, chasing girls and trying to get laid. After I got finished with high school I went to a mediocre college where I studied computers to get a good paying job. Now if I had known how things would have ended up I would have studied more practical subjects like survival or primitive living. But more on that later, it all happened on what started out as a normal day …
I woke up at 5:30am to get ready for work, jumped into the shower and washed my twenty-five year old body clean to prepare for the upcoming day of working and being in an office building full of people. I decide to indulge in some self-gratifying pleasure before work today. Now at twenty-five I’ve had my fair share of flings with the opposite sex but none have lasted long or been all that emotional for me.
I am by far no ladies’ man but with average looks and a likeable personality I have had my share of experience with women but I never grew out of liking a good self-induced orgasm. As I stroke my throbbing erection to the point of bursting I was thinking of a girl I work with named Tirana. She is gorgeous with her long, raven black hair and tempting plump breasts. As to better understand my attraction to her I’ll describe her in more detail, she stands a little under average height, has an ass most women would kill for, high and tight but just enough bounce to hint at the pleasure it could give a man, and a medium sized waist that shows she keeps herself fit. Now it’s not just her body that attracts me to her, it’s also her mind and up bringing that I find so irresistible.
She is the sweetest and kind hearted girl I’ve ever met. On her first day as an employee at our work place she made it a point to try to be friends with everyone from the mail guy to the upper level management people. I, on the other hand, try my best to just blend in with the surroundings and not attract unwanted attention. I’m not an introverted person but I always figured that in an office type setting it’s better to not be seen and heard so as to keep your job longer. Now back to our main topic.
I proceeded to cum all over my shower wall thinking of my co-worker, then got out and ready for my day at work. While getting ready I turned on the TV to hear the news and got the shock of my life, “This is no joke, we are in a worldwide state of emergency. There are earthquakes off the scale all around the world and the waves created are going to flood all of the low lying areas. We recommend everyone get to higher ground quickly and safely.” As soon as this was announced I went into panic mode, I stripped out of my working clothes and dug through my closet trying to find things from my past I never knew I’d use again. Now it might be a surprise that a “computer geek” such as me would have been an avid hunter and fisherman in my past but it’s true. My father was a retired military Sergeant and took pride in teaching me all he knew for just such an occasion. I threw on my camouflage and got my dad’s old 9mm pistol and hunting rifle out along with my tackle box and fishing gear. Just then I received a phone call and went to answer it just make sure it was nothing important, “Hello?”
“Hey, Cory?”
“Yea is this Tirana?”
“Yea, I know you have to be busy right now but I don’t have any idea what to do. Is it ok if I come over?”
“Of course it is Ti. Just pack your clothes and get over here a.s.a.p. We will take my truck and get somewhere safe.”
“Thanks Cory, you’re a life saver.”
About fifteen minutes later I heard her car pull up in my driveway. I stopped packing all the canned food in the house into a box and went to open the front door for her. When I opened it I saw her still in pajamas standing there with two suitcases in her hands. I took them from her and said, “Here, come on in Ti.”
She walked in and flopped down on the sofa, starting to sob. I threw the suitcases in my truck and ran back into the house and asked, “What’s wrong?”
She told me that her parents lived in California and that she couldn’t reach them at all. I held her in my arms and said, “I’m sure they are fine,” while I knew that they were not. You see right before she pulled up I heard over the TV that most of California was destroyed and the rest was about to be underwater.
I told her, “We can’t say here. The city will soon be too dangerous for us to be safe. Go take a shower and get dressed in warm comfy clothes while I run into town and grab some stuff we need.”
She said ok and I asked, “Which suitcase do you need?”
She replied, “I will just wear some of yours,” and turned to leave. I walked out the door, jumped into my truck and proceeded to town. I got to the hunting store and they were just opening up. I ran in and grabbed ten days’ worth of M.R.E.s, two down sleeping bags, a solar powered generator, electric camp stove, a ham radio, a compound bow and fifty arrows, ten cases of bullets for each gun, two large three-man tents, and two large belt knives. I hit the counter and saw one of my high school buddies is running the store.
“Hey James, are you the only one here?”
“Yea I got the early shift today,” he looked at what I was buying and asked, “Ok what’s going on?”
I looked at him and asked, “Haven’t you heard the news?”
“You know I don’t listen to that shit, why?”
I repeated what I’d heard that morning and he went, “What the fuck?”
I answered, “Yea I’m hitting the mountains dad use to take us to.”
He goes, “Ok man what do we need?” I told him we needed more food and guns in case the shit got really bad. He offered, “If that’s all we need then here,” and threw me the keys to the gun cabinet, saying, “Grab what you want. I’m going with you.”
I grabbed two shotguns, two more 9mms, a 357 revolver, three crossbows, and all the ammunition for each type. After weapons ammunition and food were taken care of I remembered we were going to need fuel to get up there, and other places if need be. I grabbed four 25 gallon gas cans. While I was doing this James was getting all the food in the store and himself some camouflage and other necessities for living in the mountains. We loaded everything into my truck and his jeep and I told him to grab his girlfriend and meet me at my house.
I drove back and got to the house without any problems. As I walked up to the door I saw it was ajar a little and stopped. I got a bad feeling from this and pulled out one of the new 9mms from my bag and load it. I slowly pushed the door open and saw Tirana, naked, with her hands tied up and a large guy with a knife fondling her breast. He didn’t see me as I aimed at the knife and bang, it went flying out of his hand along with two of his fingers. Tirana looked shocked and the guy didn’t know what happened at first, then grabbed his hand and screamed. I ran up and kicked him onto the floor, then pressed the gun to the side of his head and said, “If you aren’t out of this house in three seconds I’ll blow your brains all over the wall!” He shat himself and ran out the door screaming.
I went over to Tirana and held her as I cut the ropes off her arms. I ask what happened and she explained it to me. After I had left she took her shower and got dressed in my bedroom. Then she heard someone knocking so she figured I needed help with something and opened the door; then that guy grabbed her and put the knife to her neck saying, “Scream and I’ll cut your fucking head off.”
She kept quiet and he tied her up and went looking through the house. When he found out she was alone and that was nothing to steal he came back to her and said, “I guess since you’re the only thing worth taking I’ll just do that then.” Then he slowly stripped her with the knife and started to play with her breast, then I showed up. She sobbed the whole time and I went to get her some pants and a t-shirt.
She had just put them on when James and his girlfriend showed up. He walked in and saw the blood everywhere and me with a gun in the waist of my pants and said, “What happened?”
I looked at Tirana and she shrugged so I explained it to him. He just laughed and said, “That guy had better be glad you just blew off his fingers; if he had been doing anything more to her you would have killed him.”
Tirana looked at us for a minute and then said, “Would you really have killed him if he had raped me?”
I looked at her and shook my head saying, “Yea I would; men who hurt women are worse than dog shit to me.”
She got this surprised look and ran over and kissed me hard. I looked at her stunned for a minute then kissed her back. As we made out I heard the horn of James’s car go off, telling us to come on so we could get the hell out of there. I got everything loaded into the truck and Tirana climbed in while I opened my door and started it up. It was about 7am now as I turned the radio on and listened to the latest news about the world going to hell around us.
As we listen to the latest news Tirana slid over close to me and rested her head on my shoulder, I look down into her eyes as she snuggled into me, I wrapped my arm around her and she looked up at me with questioning eyes like she was asking if this was ok. I just smiled down at her and drove us towards the mountains about four hours away. After we’d been driving for about an hour I noticed that we needed to buy gas soon, so I honked at James and signaled him to pull over.
We got off to the side of the road and he walked up to my truck and said, “What’s up?”
I told him to stop and fill his car up at the next station and I’d put it on my credit card. We pulled back out onto the road and didn’t stop till we were at the next station and we all got out.
James’s girlfriend Jenna says she wanted some snacks and I told her, “That’s fine,” and told the girls, “Go get whatever you want and get a lot of it because we won’t be back in a town any time soon.”
I handed the girls my American Express card and said, “Go wild you two.” I used my Visa card to buy all the gas and fill both cars and all four cans. As we were just finishing filling all the gas cans the girls came out holding four bags each and climbed back into the cars. James and I looked at each other and laughed as we got in too. We started driving again and I looked over at Tirana and asked, “So what did you girls get?”
She named off a bunch of snacks and sodas, then blushed. This got me to wondering and I asked, “Anything else?”
She nodded and said, “We got condoms too, all he had in the store.”
I laughed and said, “That’s planning ahead. I’m glad you girls thought of that; we don’t need James’s girlfriend getting pregnant right now.” Tirana blushed again and I caught on and added, “Oh, I’m sorry. I didn’t think about that Tirana.”
We got to the mountains about three hours later. Me and Tirana had gotten over the embarrassment and were joking around. We found a nice spot beside a stream and started to set up camp. As me and James got the tents set up I got the girls to build a fire pit and find firewood. We got everything done in short order and were all hungry as it was getting close to lunch time. I told the girls to bring out the snacks they got and we all got to eating. After lunch we were all kind of tired and decided to take a nap for a little while. Well James and Jenna took one tent and Tirana and I took the other. Well after we went in I pulled my shirt off and crawled into my sleeping bag. As I got comfy I felt Tirana lay down beside me and rubbed my shoulders. I turned over to look at her and saw a smoldering ‘come fuck me’ look on her face. I looked back at her, unsure, and asked, “Are you sure this is what you want?” She nodded and pulled the sleeping bag open.
I pulled her down on top of me and kissed her passionately as I rubbed my hands up her back under her shirt. Our tongues danced inside each other’s mouths as I pulled her shirt up to her neck. We broke the kiss so I could remove her shirt and then go back to tongue fucking each other’s mouths. I reached my hands to her beautiful breasts and gently rubbed my hands all over them. She moaned into my mouth as I rubbed my fingers over her nipples.
We broke our kiss and she moaned, “I’ve waited so long to do this.” I looked up into her eyes with a questioning look. She answered my look saying, “I’ve wanted us to be together for a while now, but I was worried that you didn’t feel the same.”
I looked into her eyes and said, “Tirana, I have admired and wanted you from the first day we met. But I had the same doubt you did, and that is why I never said anything about it.”
She smiled down at me and said, “Well now we get the chance to rectify those mistakes,” as she unbuttoned my pants and pulled them free of my body. She stood there in an old pair of my jeans with her breasts free to my hungry eyes. My dick hardened to its full eight inch length as I watched her slide them down her curvy inviting hips. As her shaved mound came into view I let out an audible gasp. I should have seen it before, when she was naked, but I was so mad and worried that the asshole with the knife would hurt her that I paid no attention to her nude bound body.
She saw the delight in my eyes as her most secret region was on display before my eyes and laughed at my reaction. She dropped the jeans to the floor and reached down to grab a hold of my boxers and pulled them off with one swift motion. Now it was her turn to gasp as she saw my erection for the first time. Now I’m no porn star or long dong silver but I’m at least better than average with a length of eight inches and a thickness of about two and a half inches. Needless to say I’ve never had complaints about my size and from the look on her face I didn’t see one coming now either.
As we stared at each other’s nude bodies I started to hear a moaning sound coming from outside our tent. From the blush on Tirana’s face I could tell she heard the same thing. We looked at each other and I yelled, “Hey, shut the hell up over there, I’m trying to take a nap!”
James didn’t miss a stroke from the sounds we heard as he yelled back, “Hey you shut the hell up, I’m trying to fuck my girlfriend over here!” Everyone burst out laughing at his offhand comment.
Tirana looked at me and said, “Well we might as well do the same, cause from what I hear they aren’t going to chill for a while.”
I just smiled back at her and said, “I’m game if you are sweetie.”
She crawled up my body and kissed me deeply as I felt her fingers grip the base of my dick as she rubbed it along her warm wet pussy. We moaned into each other’s mouth as we felt the head slip into her narrow slippery opening. She started to slowly slide down my rock hard cock until I felt myself bottom out inside her. Now I’d felt myself do this before, but I still had an inch to go before I was all the way inside of her. She looked down into my eyes with a look of surprise and said, “There is still more? Oh my god, I’ve never felt this full in my life!”
I looked into her eyes and asked, “Do you want me to take over hunny, or do you like to ride what you got already?”
She looked into my eyes and said, “I want you to pound that whole thing into me!”
I rolled her over onto her back and gently but firmly pushed another half inch into her as I felt her cervix open to my intruding cock head and heard her scream, “Oh god yessss!”
I pushed again and felt my head pop into her uterus and her body started to tremble as her orgasm overcame her. I gently started to fuck my cock in and out of her willing pussy as she was lost in the intensity of the feeling in her body. I slowly speeded up my actions and got the reward of a long guttural moan from her as she was swept up into another body quaking orgasm. The feeling of her pussy and womb both trying to milk my dick dry were having a very welcome effect on me, as I was rapidly approaching the most mind blowing cum of my life. I said to her, not really knowing if she heard me or not, “I’m about to cum.”
As I say this she yelled, “Inside me, do it inside!”
I proceeded to dump all my cum as deep as I could into her womb, her face locked in what I’d say was a priceless expression as she felt me fill her womb to bursting with my hot seed.
We collapsed, still locked in place panting as we heard James yell, “Shut her up. I’m trying to sleep,” and then burst out laughing with Jenna.
We took a minute to recompose ourselves and then I started to withdraw my limp cock from her pussy’s embrace. Tirana wrapped her arms around me and held me to her, saying, “No don’t pull it out yet, please,” almost on the point of tears.
I kissed her passionately and said, “I’ll stay here as long as you want me to Ti.” We continued to stay locked in a lovers embrace as we heard James and Jenna come out of their tent and start to unload the cars.
I said, “Baby I’d love lay here with you all day but we still have work to do.”
She unlocked her arms and grunted as I removed myself from her, looking down at my still semi-erect dick as it exited her body. Then she did something that caught me off guard and inhaled my whole dick into her mouth and throat, cleaning off all traces of our sexual encounter from minutes before. As she moaned, “Yummy,” around my dick I felt her tongue licking all around the shaft and head of my dick. I felt myself start to harden in her hot wanton mouth and said, “Sorry baby, but I’ve got to go help get camp set up for the night so please stop for now.”
She removed her mouth from my cock and said, “Ok, but later this is all mine,” while squeezing my dick with her hand.
We got dressed and exited the tent just in time to see James pulling out his “stash”.
I walked up behind him and said, “What you got there bro?”
James turned around with this guilty look and said, “Nothing,” while avoiding my eyes. I looked over his shoulder and saw a gallon zip lock bag full to the limit with some of the best pot I’d ever seen.
I got kind of upset and yelled at him, “What the fuck? James I told you only important things damn it!”
He got the face of a scolded child and said, “It’s not what you think man!”
I said, “Oh yea then what is it?”
He explained that if the world really was going to hell then we would need something to trade other people for things we would need later like more ammunition, food, and gas.
I calmed down and said, “Ok, I’m sorry for yelling at you then. I didn’t think of something like that.”
He cheered up and said, “Hey this is just for fun pot. I have seeds for the trading pot we will need.”
I looked at the girls and they both were smiling from ear to ear so I gave in and said, “Ok I know when I’m out voted.” Everyone cheered happily and we finished unpacking.
Now he might be a pothead but James isn’t stupid. I saw that he got more things I didn’t think of, like his complete tool kit for working on the cars or building things we need, two axes, three hammers, about ten boxes of nails, an electric drill, an air compressor, pots, pans, and table settings for us to use. Now that we had everything unpacked and hidden around camp we all sat down to talk about where we go from here.
I asked anyone if they had ideas about what they wanted to do, they all said, “You’re the one that got us out of the city and safe up here, so we trust you to decide what’s best for us to do.”
I said, “Ok, that makes me leader right?”
They all agreed and I said, “Ok then, here is the rules: everyone is to be armed with a loaded gun at all times; this morning’s incident made me see that we all need to be able to protect ourselves at all times. Now the next rule is: no one is alone ever, until we know this place is safe and no one is here that will hurt us. The last rule: you don’t point a gun at anything you’re not willing to kill. Now James, I know you know this, but I’m guessing the girls have limited or no experience with firearms so we will start teaching them to shoot a.s.a.p.” I then looked at the girls and they looked nervous about learning to shoot. I told them, “I’m not doing this because we will make you hurt stuff or go with us to dangerous places. I’m doing it because while we are hunting or gone to get things we need you will have to protect each other and I would feel better about it if you both knew how to defend yourselves, Ok?” They both nodded their heads and seem to calm down quite a bit.
Me and James looked at each other and grinned really wide as we looked at the girls. They gave us a look like, “Ok, what’s up?” We both counted to three in our heads and yelled, “Now for our camping party.”
The girls both cracked up laughing as me and James packed the bong he brought with him and took a big hit. The girls both held their hands out wanting a turn so I passed it to Jenna. Tirana looked hurt and I said, “Sorry baby, she was next in line.” Then she smiled at me as she knew it wasn’t personal. We all sat around and smoked about three bowls of weed, then we got the munchies so we destroyed a lot of snacks the girls got that morning.
After we were all good and high it was starting to get dark so I said, “It’s time to light the fire,” so I got the girls to set and watch me set it up. I showed them how to make the tinder easier to light, how to build it up from tinder, twigs, small sticks, then the larger ones, then a log, so it burns all night. They watched in rapt attention as the fire slowly got bigger and warmer, minute by minute.
As they watched the fire I got James off alone and said, “Dude, we need to take turns keeping watch tonight. If other people are worried they will head for the mountains too and we need to be prepared if someone turns up around here.”
He agreed and I said, “I’ll take the first watch tonight,” so he can get Jenna to sleep then get some rest for himself too. We told the girls it was bed time and we would be up before dawn the next day.
He and Jenna retired to their tent as Tirana walked up to me saying, “Come to bed hunny.”
I explained to her that someone needed to watch the camp for a few days to make sure we were safe and she said, “Well I’ll stay with you then.”
I tried to tell her to get some sleep but she used my own rules against me and said, “No one is left alone from now on remember?”
I could see I wasn’t going to win so I conceded and said, “Ok, you can stay.”
We went sit in my truck with the radio on to hear the latest news. It was worse than expected; all of the coastal cities had been destroyed by a massive 120 foot tall tidal wave and all low laying areas are under twenty to forty feet of water. Then Tirana heard the news I’d tried to hide all day; the fault lines in California had been hit hard and caused a massive landslide that took almost all of the state into the water. The only part out of the water was where the desert use to be. Tirana broke down sobbing saying that she knew her parents were dead; they lived in Malibu so they had no chance of escape. I held her in my arms and let her cry on my shoulder. As she was sobbing we heard of the riots happening globally and the reports of mass casualties numbering in the billions, first from the natural disasters, then from the killing of people trying to stay home and be calm from rioting groups of rebellious people.
I saw our position finally hit on Tirana’s face and she turned white as a sheet. I held her and told her, “As long as I’m alive no one will hurt you again. Tomorrow we will make this place into a fortress if we have to.” That seemed to calm her down some and she just snuggled in to me to feel safe.
The night turned out to be uneventful and four hours later I woke James, saying to stay in his jeep and honk if he needed me. Jenna was still sound asleep when he got up and armed himself to take watch.
As we lay down Tirana said, “I want to thank you for taking care of me and protecting me from all this shit,” as she removed my pants and started to suck on my dick while I relaxed. I tried to tell her that it wasn’t needed and I’d protect her even without the sex we had had earlier that day.
She just kept sucking until I was hard as stone, then removed her mouth to speak, “I’m not doing this because I feel I have to, Cory. I am doing it because you are a wonderful man who welcomed three people into his life at a point where most people are just thinking about themselves.”
Then she returned my cock to her mouth and sucked on it again, moaning, “Cum for me,” without taking my dick out of her mouth, which had the effect of vibrating my dick while sucking and mouth fucking herself with it.
I started to get to the point of cumming very quickly and said, “Baby I’m about to blow if you keep doing that.”
She responded by sucking harder and fondling my balls with her hands while deep throating me at the same time. I gasped as my climax hit me hard and my leg started to shake as she sucked and drank all the cum she could out of my body.
As my orgasm subsided and I started to regain control of my body, I heard James calling me from outside. Tirana let my spent dick fall out of her mouth and I pulled my pants on and walked out of my tent a gun in each hand. As I exited I saw two teenage girls standing in front of the jeep with James pointing a shotgun at them. I stuck my head in and called Tirana to come out and hollered for Jenna to come out too. The girls join me and just like I told them this morning they each were armed with rifles. I told our girls, “Put the guns down and come here.”
Tirana walked over to me and asked, “What’s up?”
I told her, “Follow me and do everything I say.”
She just went, “Ok.”
Jenna stood at the tents with her rifle still handy as Tirana and I walked over to the girls. As we approached the girls start to tremble, seeing four people armed to the teeth around them. I spoke in an authoritative manner and told the girls to drop their belongings and place their hands on their heads. They complied and I told James to bring their stuff to camp as me and Tirana bring the girls there.
When we reached the camp I told Jenna to look for any weapons in their stuff, and I told Tirana to pat them down as me and James kept them covered. She patted down the older looking girl first and retrieved a large belt knife from the back of her pants. She tossed the knife to me and started to repeat the process with the younger girl. She found nothing and I told the strangers to go warm up by the fire where we can talk. They visibly calmed down after this and walked over to it arm in arm.
I asked Jenna if there was anything in their bags and she replied, “No, just clothes and a small amount of food.”
We walked over to the fire. I put my guns away but James kept his at the ready. I asked the girls their names and they replied that the older one was Rebecca, and the younger was Alyssa. They are sisters and their father died getting them away from a mob three towns over to the west. I asked why they didn’t go to any of the towns and they said, “The first one had locked down all the roads in and out and wouldn’t let anyone in that wasn’t from there. The other two scared us because of gunfire we heard coming from them, so we were just going to stay in the mountains a few days then try to find some place safe to live.”
I told them, “You could stay here but that if you hurt anyone or try to run off with telling anyone we would have to shoot you because we are hiding, trying to keep from attracting any unwanted attention.”
They agreed and said, “If you let us, we will stay with you,” as they put it, “You are a lot better prepared than us, so if we stay with you we might live longer.”
I said, “For the night it’s no problem but we will have to think about it as a long term thing.”
I told Tirana and Jenna to empty out one tent and let the sisters sleep there with a sleeping bag and give them a soda and snack each to rehydrate and fill their bellies, as I could hear that rumbling. Tirana emptied up our tent as it was the one with the least in it and I had her take a sleeping bag for her in the truck and lock the doors when she laid down. Jenna took her and James’s sleeping bags to the jeep and crawled in with him. I stayed awake the rest of the night keeping watch. At dawn I woke everyone up and handed out M.R.E.s to them for breakfast as we would need the energy for our upcoming day. Everyone ate in silence; after the meal I told everyone we had to talk.
“Ok, now Rebecca, Alyssa, you are new here so this is more to you then anyone, but I’ll explain what’s going on here and let you give your feedback after I’m done.” I explained all the events of the previous day leaving out some personal details they didn’t need to know. Afterwards I said, “Now after everyone has slept and ate I’ll ask this one question, who is in favor of letting them stay with us at least for the time being?”
We all raised our hands and the sisters got teary eyed and start crying, saying, “Thank you so much.”
I told them, “I’m sorry for the reception last night. but you scared the hell out of us and we needed to make sure it was safe for you to be here.
They said, “We understand, after what we saw yesterday, how you needed to be cautious.” Rebecca did ask one unexpected question however, “Why did you have the women search our stuff and us instead of you guys?”
I told her, “It wouldn’t have been appropriate for a guy to search through a girl’s things without her permission, and to search her body would be outright wrong.”
All the girls got this dreamy look in their eyes and went, “Awe.”
James just laughed and said, “You’re still doing that shit huh?”
I laughed and said, “I guess so.”
The girls all looked perplexed and said, “Doing what?”
I told James to explain while I went to piss. I walked off and James started explaining. He told them, “Cory and I went to school together and he has this weakness for women, not in the sense of wanting to fuck everyone he meets. It’s more of a compulsion to help and take care of women. Now it’s not that he doesn’t think they can take care of themselves but he feels that it’s his place as a man to make sure the women around him are happy and safe from things that could hurt them. He gets it from how he was raised by his dad; I met his dad and know for a fact that he was strict about how a man should act to be a ‘real man’ in his opinion. Cory took those words to heart and lives his life by a very strict code. First he would never hurt a woman unless his life or another’s was in danger; second, he will never take advantage of his helping them to use them in anyway even sexually; third, any man that hurts a woman around him will be meet with the harshest of penalties he can use, and with the world as it is that would mean either beating the holy hell out of him or outright killing him on the spot depending on what he has done.”
I was standing behind the girls as he finished explaining and said, “You got any questions girls?” The girls about jumped out of their skin when I spoke and all four heads whipped around to me.
Tirana ran to me and hugged me saying, “You really meant it last night when you said you saved me for nothing, didn’t you?”
The sisters looked at me and they asked, “What do you mean Tirana?”
Tirana told them the story of how I came in my house and blew that guy’s fingers off for hurting her, and the sisters just swooned at the story. I told everyone, “Enough story time. It’s time for work, but first we need to finish talking.” I spelled out the plan for everyone, saying, “I’m going to take the sisters into town to get them some necessities they will need for living off the land, like their own tent.” Everyone laughs at this and I give the others their orders to make the camp more secure and bigger so the sisters don’t have to worry about being too far away from help if they should ever need it. I kissed Tirana and tell James, “If the girls get hurt there will be hell to pay when I get back.”
He laughed and said, “Yea I know man you will beat my ass if I let them get hurt.”
I took all the stuff out of my truck but one box of 9mm ammunition, and me and the girls left for town. We reached the town with no problem and I found the local outdoor outfitter and told the girls to stay in the truck with the door locked till I know it’s safe. I walked over to the door, push it open gently, and peek inside. All I saw was a dead body and all the guns gone. I walked in with my pistol drawn and cocked to make sure no one got the drop on me. I looked all over the inside of the store but found no one around. I covered the dead clerk with a sleeping bag and went to get the sisters.
They walked in and asked, “What do we need?”
I point out clothing they would need and told them to grab whatever weapons, food, and things they thought could help us. I grabbed all the fishing gear I saw, a bunch of fire starting tools, rope to make traps and help us build with, more nails and tools, another axe, four machetes, ten pairs of binoculars and a few extra tents in case we get more guests we haven’t planned for. I loaded the truck and found that the girls had taken every knife they saw, twelve bows, forty boxes of arrows, every hunting arrow tip they saw, all the winter gear they saw, and all the sleeping bags but the one I wrapped the clerk in.
We pulled off from the store and sped our way back to camp. We arrived at the camp just after lunch and found everyone setting down eating, waiting on us. I parked the truck and Tirana was the first one to my door obviously happy at my return. The three of us got out and I explained how the outdoor store was looted and the clerk killed to everyone, then stated, “We will not be going back to town for a while, except to find some seeds and food to hide up here.” Me and James decide to go after we ate and unloaded the truck. He would take his car and I would take the truck so we could collect everything we could this one shot and not return for quite some time.
The meal was M.R.E.s again. Everyone ate being happy and joking around like nothing was wrong, then Tirana asked me, “What should us girls do while you buys are gone?”
I told them, “You have three jobs while we were gone. One: hide the newly acquired stuff in the woods around camp; two: get cleaned up as in bath and play in the stream; three: stay safe. I don’t want you girls to come running up if you hear a car; go hide, and not in the tents, I mean the woods around here. Wait till you see both of us and one of you should stay armed at all times while we are gone.” After that I kissed Tirana and said, “You girls be good and we will be back soon.”
Then we left, James was armed with a 9mm, a box of ammunition, a belt knife, and a shotgun with a box of extra shells. I had my two 9mms, a belt knife, a 30-30 rifle with a scope and a bow with twenty arrows. I meant us to be able to fight off just about anything we ran across and wanted to start shit. We drove into town and saw the jewelry store was cleaned out, so was the liquor store, we hit the drug store next and found a surprise; no one had hit it yet. Me and James cleaned out everything that could be useful like bandages and first aid stuff then we saw the pharmacy and grabbed everything, including a drug book so we knew what they were for if we needed them in the future. After we loaded my truck with all this we were about out of room in it. James saw a moving company down the street so we went there and he ‘traded’ his jeep for a large moving van. We could come back for his jeep if needed but I didn’t think we would. That van would be a lot more useful now than his worn out jeep. We threw all the stuff from my truck into his van and went looking for the hardware store.
We found the hardware store as empty as the rest of the town and just grabbed everything that could be helpful. Two electric generators, five more 25 gallon gas cans, at least one of every kind of tool they had, all the copper and PVC pipe we found, all the fittings for them, extra propane canisters for the blow torches we would need to put them together, saws and blades, twenty bags of concrete, fiberglass insulation, a whole roll of carpeting, all the food seeds in the store and plant food, plus all the wood we could stack into both trucks.
We left the store and hit the closest gas station we saw. As we pulled in I saw someone drag a small girl into the store with her fighting to break free. I looked at James, he nodded his head and ran to the back with his shotgun in hand. I pulled my 9mm and walked in the front. I saw a grubby looking guy holding a teenage girl with a knife at her throat.
I pointed my gun at his face and said calmly, “Let the girl go now or I’ll blow your brains out.”
He looked at the gun in my hand and said, “You’re joking.”
Then he heard the pump shotgun in James’s hands as he said, “Drop that knife before we spread you all over this damn store!”
He looked scared shitless as he realized that we had him out gunned and outnumbered. He slowly removed the knife from her throat and let her go. I told the girl to come to me, and as she started to move he raised the knife to stab her. James and I both shot him at the same time. I hit his forehead and James hit right at his neck, taking his already dead head off his body.
The girl just screamed and ran into my arms. I told James to grab the stuff in the store and load the cab of the moving van while I filled the gas cans and trucks up. I put the girl into my truck and told her she is safe and we will take to our camp so she won’t have to worry any more. I smiled at her, but she was still in shock and didn’t respond. We finished our business and started our drive back to camp.
We pulled up at camp and I could see the girls had done just as had told them, and hidden when we approached. I got out and called to the girls to come help me. They came running when they saw me holding a girl sobbing and shaking in my arms. I held her in my lap as they got her some water and a snack to eat. She just sobbed into my chest saying, “Please don’t hurt me.”
Tirana asked what happened to her and I told her the story about the guy holding her in the gas station and trying to kill her. I made sure to tell them all if James and I hadn’t killed him he would have stabbed her in the chest.
She looked up saw all the girls and asked, “Am I really safe here?” They all answered that with me here she couldn’t be safer.

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I wrote this for a dear friend of mine, whom I’ve known for the better part of 10 years, but have never met face to face. I hope you enjoy it!