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“Oh Shit, She’s Got a Gun!”

“Oh Shit, She’s Got a Gun!”
__I was trying to find a good porn story to read. Nothing so far as I looked. My front door flew open. In walks this hot looking girl, holding a gun on me.
Oh shit, I’ve done it now, I’ve got a girl so mad at me she wants to kill me. I said: “Aaaa…who are you?….and why are you holding that gun on me, I think you must have the wrong guy, girl.”
She just slowly walked towards me saying nothing. I said: “We need to talk before you pull that trigger. I don’t know if this is about …a…your daughter?…or…your sister?…or whom ever, but I’m sure we can work out something rather than my…death?”
She had these steel blue eyes that were fixed on mine. I put my hands up to show her I wasn’t resisting. She towered over me with her reddish blond hair and turquoise short dress on. She grabbed my hair and held it tight. She pulled my head to her pussy. She parted her legs far apart. She lifted up her dress and was I nose to pussy with a reddish haired bush. No panties on. She whispered: (“…lick..”)
Well that was progress to maybe getting her to put that gun away. I was more than happy to lick her pussy, all she wanted. I slowly took my hands and put them on the sides of her legs. She had very sexy smooth legs. I ran them up and carefully felt her wonderful firm butt cheeks. She jerked my hair and held my mouth tight against her pussy.
I began to lick as she ordered. I felt the cold steel of that gun against my head. She was holding my head and moving it where she wanted it. She moved forward some and my tongue went deep inside her pussy. She rotated her hips as I licked her. I heard tiny moans from her as I licked up to her wet clit.
Well so far, so good. I figured if I pleased her she might forget about shooting me. She started moaning a little louder and slow face fucking me. She had a very sexy hot moan. I thought….that’s it girl, enjoy me and forget all about shooting me. She move forward more. I was sitting in my computer chair and now her leg were over the arms of the chair. She was grinding her pussy on my tongue and moaning.
Ok girl, enjoy yourself, and surely you wouldn’t want to shoot a guy giving you good pleasure.
Just when I thought I had the situation de-fused, she stopped. She stood up and grabbed my hair and stood me up. That gun was still pointed at my gut. I thought about grabbing it, but I thought I better wait for a better opportunity.
She whispered: (“…take your pants off.”) in my ear. Ok girl, no problem except for getting them over my erection. She pulled me hard to her. She put that gun right at my temple. She started licking my wet mouth from licking her pussy. Oh no, she some kind of sex weirdo and she likes the taste of her own pussy. She started tongue kissing me and then licking my mouth more. That gun never left my temple.
Ok, I was enjoying this, except for the gun. She then lifted my shirt up and licked my chest. Now she held the gun on my…(gulp)…erection. She slowly got on her knees. She held my cock and felt it.
Easy with that trigger I thought. She started licking my cock slowly and then… in it went, in her mouth. She started jacking me and sucking. Oh she was good at it and even though I was tense, I enjoyed the sucking. She stopped.
She pulled me down so we were both on our knees and whispered again: (“…unbutton my top.”) I did as I was told with that gun pointed at my balls. She had no bra on and she pulled my head down to her nice big tits. I began to suck on them, assuming that was what she wanted. She slowly leaned herself back onto the rug as I continued to suck her tits. I still felt that cold steel gun on my genitals. She took my hair and pulled my head up to her face. She whispered: (“…make me climax, or it will be the last thing you’ll ever do.”)
I was being raped by a girl. My buddies would never know, and I sure as hell wasn’t going to tell them. It was embarrassing but also very tensely exciting,…’if‘ …I lived through it. All I could think about now was to make her climax.
I slowly reached down and started putting fingers in her wet pussy. I thought…what a good time to grab that gun….but that cold steel pushed against my cock changed my mind. I went for her G spot and began to massage it. I gently rubbed her clit with my other hand.
She seemed to like that and her moans told me is was working. I slowly moved up and replaced my fingers with my cock. She moved the gun and wrapped her legs around mine as I pushed my cock in her. Now the gun was resting on my back as she squirmed and moaned. She moaned out: “…Fuck me good, you bastard. Good and hard.”
Ok girl, your wish is on the way. That gun on my back was plenty of inspiration to fuck her as best as I could. I attack her with tongue kissing her and feeling her tits. “that’s better!” she moaned. “…fuck me faster..”….”…fuck me deeper …do it!” she demanded.
We were now fucking like rabbits in heat. She held that gun on my butt cheek as she pulled me deep in her pussy. Easy girl….easy, I didn’t want to die just yet. I wanted to fuck her and good. She was a wild fuck and I want to cum in her good before I died. “Oh fuck Yes!”, she cried out. It was climax time for her and I fucked her as fast and hard as I could. She squeezed me tight and let out a beautiful moan and just shook. I let go with all the cum I had and kept pumping it in her. She bit my neck and held on tight as we fucked and fucked some more.
I didn’t feel the gun anymore. I wanted to know where it was. As we squirmed and kept fucking I heard it hit the floor. It didn’t go off…(sigh)..
———
__I was trying to find a good porn story to read. Nothing so far as I looked.
My front door flew open.
In walks this hot looking guy, holding a gun. I reached for my cell phone. He said: “Put that fucking thing down!” I did.
I don’t know how he found me, but it was the guy I raped a week ago. He look like he was not in a good mood. I just had the best fuck of my life with him and he sure didn’t look grateful. I figured wrong. I thought he would like it and enjoy the fucking just as much as I did. I had left him laying asleep with a beautiful content smile on both our faces.
Well…I’m either going to jail or get beat up or something…but it was sure going to be worth it after that day. He knew how to fuck a girl like she likes it. I still get wet just thinking about it. His tongue is the sexiest thing I’ve ever had in my mouth and pussy. I can still taste my own pussy juice on his face. I’ve always want to do that to the right guy. He actually enjoyed it with me. Damn he’s hot.
He walked over to me and I now put my hands up for him. I looked and it was my gun he was holding. I had forgot and left it at his apartment. I was so ecstatic I walked home in a daze that day. He came closer to me. He said: “Here’s your ’fake’ gun back, girl.” and handed it to me. It was a fake, I could never shoot a guy like him….ever.
I had watched him and the girl across from my bedroom window. There was a slot view right into her front picture window. I would watch him and her stand in front of it and he would undress her. He would get on his knees and lick her pussy right in the window.
She leaned her head back and held his head enjoying it so much. I would get so wet watching them I would have to rub my own pussy. Day after day of this was pure torture. I now waited and fingered my wet pussy as I watched her suck on him. He would lean her up against the wall and suck her tits, lick her pussy and then take her to the floor and they would fuck and fuck.
I felt hate for them doing that in front of that window, while I had no boyfriend right now. The ’bastard’ I called him to myself. I wanted to steal him away from her and show him how I would fuck him better that her. I had the better body and bigger tits. I could think of no way to hook up with him….so…I began to think of a way to force him to have sex with me. It was just a hot fantasy at first…then….each time I fingered myself , it became a ’have to’ and it was exciting to think about. I planned it all out a million ways.
I remembered I had a fake gun someone gave me. I went and got it and felt it’s cold feel against my skin. I pictured it against his and him doing anything I wanted him to do.
I had to do it. I watched his apartment and knew he was home. I tried the door….unlocked….I burst in and it began. He looked so hot this close up. I looked at his sexy eyes and my heart was racing. I calmed my self down and walked slowly towards him with my fake gun pointed right at him. The power I felt as he tried to talk me down. I didn’t hear him, he had something I wanted and I was going to get it and right now.
I had never been so sexually excited in my whole life. I could feel my wetness even running down my upper leg. I had on my short dress with no panties on and no bra. I knew that would get his attention. I have big full tits and I watched his eyes check them out, over and over.
Now I wanted ’my’ pussy licked. It was my turn to have him make ’me’ all hot and turned on. It was ’my’ turn to have hot sex.
—–
He leaned his grim face to mine. I felt like peeing my panties. What was he going to do? I was melting looking at his handsome face. He put his hands on my shoulders and lifted me up and out of my computer chair. He walked me backwards to my front door. I was still holding my returned fake gun. He went over and sat in my chair. He looked and me, and now…he began to smile. He said:
“Now,…… let’s do that again.”
It was the second most beautiful night of my life.
——-
Three days later I hear a knock at my door. I look out the peep hole and it’s him. I open up as I get tingles all over. He rushes in. He’s holding a red tipped toy gun. He kisses me so hot I got dizzy and almost orgasmed right there. He orders me to go sit down. He slowly walks up to me and unzips his pants.
He takes out his hard cock. He leans over and gently kisses the side of my face. A thousand chills run thru my body. He puts the toy gun to my head and softly whispers in my ear:
“…suck…”

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My Disastrous Night 2 – Sandra

Kate had a disastrous evening that drove her husband Jim away. Did he come to his senses and go back to his wife or did he get the help he needed from his Psychiatrist friend Sandra. Here is a recap from Jim’s point of view.

Angel: Destroyed by Dad parts 5, 6, and End

Part 5
After all the men had dumped their seed during my first ever gang bang, they took a break and went to the living room to watch more porn and drink some more. I fell into a fitful sleep on the bed while the strangers’ cum oozed out of my holes. I’m not sure how long they were gone for, but after awhile a few of them came back into the room, rousing me from my light sleep. I felt starved and thirsty; immediately the pain in my restrained arms came back. The masked men stared down at me as I awakened, fear coming right back to me. I recognized my dad by voice as the men talked amongst themselves.
“Jack, do we have to keep her tied up? And what about her mouth, I want her mouth, too…” said the guy with the red mask on.
“Hmm, well Eddie, I guess there are enough of us here to keep her in the room if we unbound her. I don’t think she could escape us. As far as cock sucking, she may try to bite your dick off. Unless you have a gun you’re hiding up in your naked gut somewhere?” My eyes widened as I heard my dad say that. He was horrible! Even Eddie’s eyebrows raised at that. My dad left the room, and to my horror, came back with a handgun. I froze in fear.
“Now Jack…” said Eddie.
“It’s fine, Eddie,” said Dad. “Angel, if I untie your arms and mouth, are you going to cooperate?” Dad asked. I nodded, eager to be free from my restraints. Dad walked over and began releasing my arms from the bed. He pointed the gun at my head. “Now. I don’t want you saying a single word. Do you understand? Not one. I have this gun here. You don’t see a bullet, right? ‘Cause the bullet is in the gun. Okay?” my father said to me. I began crying hard but staying very quiet as I nodded. A few more men walked into the room.
“This is gonna be great,” said Dad, still aiming the gun at me as I rubbed my sore wrists and struggled to my feet only to be pushed down on my knees on the carpet. “First, some cock sucking lessons. Angel, get on your knees in front of Eddie. Look up at him. See his cock? You’re gonna put that inside your mouth. Do it, now. Start with the tip.”
I gingerly moved in front of Eddie, my teary eyes looking up at his, which were on my jiggling tits with lust. My hands were shaking, wrists and arms so sore as I raised them to his sweaty cock and balls. The balls were soft in my hands, and fuzzy. He sighed a little at my touch. Dad backed up a little as I raised the cockhead to my lips and tasted the nasty stranger’s prick. I shrieked when I felt the cold metal of the gun on my wet pussy lips. I turned around to see Dad putting the barrel of the gun in my cunt. Eddie grabbed my hair roughly, forcing my attention on his cock. My mouth was so dry, the only lubrication was my tears.
Eddie’s prick was salty in my mouth, not a bad taste, but not a good one either. I inserted another inch, holding the base of it, stroking him and sucking him like I’d seen in so many pornos. Soon I was swallowing his cock down to the base while cupping his balls. He began moaning and fucking my face, forcing his prick into my throat. Several other masked men stepped up around him, their own hard dicks out in my face for sucking. My dad kept the gun in my pussy as Tom grabbed me off of Eddie’s dick and forced me on my knees in front of his own. I was breathless, terrified, feeling chills through my entire body.
Through my tears, I looked up at Tom while I choked his cock down. He looked away while he began building up a pace within my mouth. I was then pulled away from his dick, and another cock was forced in my face, I don’t know whose. My hair was disheveled and completely in my eyes. I sucked blindly and grabbed balls and stroked cocks while Dad kept the cold gun barrel inside my wet pussyhole.
I was choking on Jim’s cock when he said, “Damn, somebody get this bitch a glass of water. I can feel how thirsty she is, her mouth is so dry on my cock!” Somebody left the room and got a glass of tap water for me, which I chugged down immediately. Jim forced his cock back in my mouth after I drank the water. It went in easier now, and wasn’t quite so difficult with some lubrication.
Pretty soon Jim was being pushed away and another cock was stuffed in my mouth. I felt my dad remove his gun from my poor pussy and replace it instead with his cock. He began fucking me from behind while I was on my sore hands and knees sucking various pricks. The men were groaning with my oral and manual attention.
Dad began fucking me with a rapid pace, his balls swinging against my asscheeks while he thrust into his daughter’s cunt again and again. His hands hard on my hips. He started slapping my asscheeks, alternating between the two, as he fucked me fast and hard. I felt sore, and so tired, so hungry… Very soon I was thirsty again, sucking the cocks of all of these men simultaneously was tough work and totally non-consensual.
Pretty soon I felt Dad shoot his load into my womb again, his meat pulsating deep within me. He stayed still for a few moments and then pulled out, his prick quickly replaced with someone else’s, I couldn’t tell whose it was since they were behind me. The new fucker pounded me hard and fast as well– I knew they had all taken some of Dad’s “little blue sex pills.” I choked on the cock in front of me, it being forced down into my gullet. Looking up through my messy hair I saw it was the purple masked man, Joel, I think. He was staring down at me, burying his prick in my throat, his balls against my chin.
Joel was shoved out of the way by Bob, who rammed his hard prick into my mouth and fucked my face hard while tugging on my hair. His balls slapped against my face with the force of his thrusting into my throat. I gagged and sputtered, feeling dizzy. The pounding in my pussy from behind continued. I could feel the cock inside me erupt, and quickly it was pulled out and another replacing it in seconds. I felt cum dribbling out of my pussy.
While Bob’s cock was in my mouth, another guy tried forcing his prick in there too– I looked up, it was Tom, with his long prick pointed upwards at my face. Bob withdrew his cock from my throat a little so Tom could get his meat in my mouth along with Bob’s. There were two pricks in my mouth, another fucking my pussy. Soon the pussyfucker shot his load and Bob stepped away from my mouth and went up behind me.
Tom continued fucking my face hard while I felt Bob rub his cock all up and down my slit. I was out of breath and completely parched. Bob was pounding into me forcefully, his rod as hard as steel. The men were roughly jamming their cocks into my mouth and pulling on my hair. Bob started spanking me while he fucked me from behind. My small tits bounced against my chest with his thrusts.
Several minutes later, Bob was still fucking me and I could take no more cocks in my sore, dry mouth. My upper body collapsed against the floor, my face flat in the dirty carpet, and I passed out as I felt Bob pull his cock from my pussy and jam it into my ass.
When I came to, I was on my back on top of someone, surrounded by the crowd of masked men in Dad’s bedroom. I became aware of a hard dick up in my asshole as I was forced up and down on it, my pussy bulging open and oozing sperm. Jim was standing in front of me, holding his cock in his hand. He was about to fuck me while someone else was in my ass! I was about to be double penetrated!
“No…” I said, my voice scratchy and a whisper. Jim paid no attention as he aimed his prick at my pussy. The hard meat parted my wet slit and slid in a few inches. I gasped, he was so thick and long! Meanwhile whoever was fucking my ass slowed down so Jim could get himself inside me. Tears began welling up in my eyes again with the brutal assault. My ass felt split, full of man meat, and now Jim was stuffing his uncut prick in my poor teen pussy!
Jim was inside me about halfway, both men groaning as they pushed themselves in me. My stuffed asshole made my pussy feel even tighter around Jim’s large cock, and Jim stuffing my pussy made my ass feel tighter around the cock lodged up in my bowels. I moaned with the pain of being double stuffed. Jim bent down and began kissing my neck, then to my horror, kissing me on my lips. I tried tossing my head around to prevent him from kissing my face, but he held my head in his hands so he could forcefully kiss me.
The man underneath me groaned while fucking my ass. He and Jim began alternately fucking in and out of my used holes. I could feel previous sperm deposits oozing down my legs. Everyone else in the room were jacking their hard cocks to the sight of me getting double penetrated on the floor. Double raped. There was my dad, staring evilly at me from the corner, his hard meat in his hand as he rapidly wanked it. The asshole winked at me as he saw me glaring at him.
Jim began pounding my pussy hard, groaning on top of me, sweat glistening on his hard body. I could only see half of his face since he had the black mask on. He closed his eyes in obvious ecstasy as he fucked me hard, enjoying the feeling of his cock buried in my pussy while another prick was stuck secure in my ass. I closed my eyes too, wishing the assault would soon end.
Suddenly Jim went still inside my womb. He was unloading another dose of cum up inside me! I groaned with the feeling of my insides being so stuffed. Jim’s cum oozed out of me as he withdrew his cock. The man in my ass fucked me hard for a few minutes while the other guys debated which one would step up to fuck my cunt next.
I closed my eyes as someone else stood over top of me and straddled my body, cock hard and ready for my unprotected hole. My breath caught in my throat as my pussy was immediately filled up with one hard thrust. I could tell from the cock that it was Tom; his cock pointed upwards and I could feel it stimulating me in areas where the other men’s cocks didn’t reach. A moan involuntarily escaped my lips as Tom fucked me hard, his balls swinging wildly as he grunted with the efforts.
“Fuck, you are an amazing cunt, little girl…” Tom said through clenched teeth. He was fucking me deep, his pubic mound grinding hard against mine. I cried out as he began squeezing my tits hard and then tonguing them and sucking my nipples. “Ugh, God, I love fucking you while Joel is buried up in your ass, it makes your sweet pussy even tighter!” he laughed.
The men groaned as they fell into a smooth rhythm fucking my holes. Soon both of them were grunting as they unloaded their cum in my asshole and pussy almost simultaneously. Tom quickly pulled his dripping cock from my cunt and Eddie was pulling me over to him as he lay on his back on the floor. He forced me to sit on top of his prick, and bounced me up and down on his cock for a few minutes. My face was smashed into his chest as he held me down tightly to him.
I felt someone step up behind me and press a cock to my ass again. Eddie held me hard against him as I squirmed with the force of my ass being split open once more. My ass was slapped while my asshole was being filled up. I cried as I lifted my head slightly, the eyes of all the men in the room on me lustfully while they observed my torment and couldn’t wait to get back inside me. My father, the instigator, one of them. Jacking his hard prick at the sight of his daughter’s forced gang fuck.
Eddie’s cock went further up in my womb as my ass was stuffed with meat. The cock in my rectum was soon buried fully, balls pressing against my ass. Whoever was fucking my ass began pounding me hard — Eddie couldn’t even fuck me, he had to stay still in my cunt while the assfucker pounded away at me from behind. Eddie just closed his eyes with the bliss of being in my teen cunt.
The guy in my ass pounded hard and fast for a few more minutes before I felt his cock pulse in my bowels and spurts of cum began shooting into my bowels once more. My insides were coated with cum. There was groaning as the cock spermed inside me. Eddie remained still underneath me while the man in my ass finished dumping his load, then pulled out of me abruptly. I moaned as another man stepped up and started fucking my ass immediately.
This went on for what seemed like eternity. I felt myself slipping in and out of consciousness and my body was pulled around in all directions and stuffed with numerous pricks. My body felt too weak to endure much more. At some point, after what seemed like dozens of loads of cum were injected into my body, I felt myself being lifted onto the bed. The room had emptied.
There was a pause, then my father appeared over my body, again about to fuck my young, destroyed pussy. I was so out of it that I was hardly aware of the feeling of his prick sinking back into my warm, cum-soaked hole. There was the weight of his body on top of me once more. His prick easily fucked in and out of my wet cunt. He was grunting with the effort, his body sweating atop mine as he stared hard into my eyes.
A few minutes later I felt my dad slam as deep into me as he could, his cock pulsing once more as he released his sperm in his daughter’s womb. While his cock throbbed inside me, I hatefully glared at him.
“You know, Dad, my dog is a much better fuck than you,” I said. And then he hit me hard in the face, and everything went black as I passed out again, this time for hours.
Part 6
Dad had me locked back up in the cage, leaving me shivering in the basement, feeding me bread, pudding, water, and apple juice occasionally, and fucking my pussy every night for hours. My subsistence had become a hellish extreme; enduring daily rapings while being held captive like an animal at the hands of my father. I was now uncertain how much time had gone by since I was first restrained in the basement that fateful, warm summer night.
My belly had become swollen, and I knew it was most likely my father’s child developing inside me. I cried myself to sleep every night after Dad was finished depositing his seed in my pregnant womb. It had probably been a few months since he caught me fucking the dog out back and began holding me captive as some kind of punishment. I didn’t know how much more I could take…
He had been arranging weekly gang bangs with masked men, charging them to do whatever they want to me the whole night long. The men fucked my ass and pussy and forced their cocks in my mouth. One night they ended the gang bang by pissing on me and actually inside my pussy. During the last one, I recognized some of my male relatives by voice: Uncle Donald, sperming again and again in my ass, he didn’t fuck my pussy once. My older male cousin Peter, who sucked my nipples the entire time he fucked my cunt. My grandfather– my dad’s dad, another drunk asshole like his son. His horrible, wrinkly body pressing down on his teen granddaughter, making me gag into my gag.
Since my body was now clearly showing signs of pregnancy, Dad was now more frequently lining men up to fuck his teen daughter. I overheard him saying how it was so easy to find men who’d pay to fuck a pregnant girl. Apparently a lot of men were turned on by the thought of fucking a pregnant pussy. Dad began arranging for a few different men to have sex with me every night, charging them hundreds of dollars each. He had to be accumulating a small fortune by prostituting his daughter. I felt I had become a sex slave in my own childhood home.
The men ran their rough hands all over my swollen belly as they plunged their cock in and out of my pussy and ass. Squeezing my sore tits, suckling my nipples, trying to encourage milk to spurt out. Each time, I was restrained on Dad’s bed with a ball gag in my mouth. Dad would escort the man to the room and then leave him to do whatever he wanted with me. If there was a gang bang, Dad would join in of course. The men seemed to fuck me more passionately knowing I was full of child.
One night Dad decided to do something a little different. He put a dog collar on me with a leash and some handcuffs around my wrists and forced me to the bedroom floor. A group of men were standing around, all wearing cheap colored masks. I heard my beloved Golden Retriever Beefy down in the basement barking. But I could hear the barks of other dogs, too, coming from outside somewhere…
“Manny, go get your dog from your truck, man,” said my dad. “Let’s get this bitch fucked!” he laughed. I raised me eyebrows. Dad was going to let me get dog fucked? My heart began beating fast– this I would actually enjoy! Not the rapings I’d been enduring at the hands of men!
“I want to fuck her first, come on let us fuck her first before the dogs do,” said the one called Manny, rubbing his cock. All the men were nude except for the masks, all sporting hard cocks for me.
“Alright, yeah, that’s fine — fuck her preggo cunt all you want,” said Dad with a chuckle. The men queued up over me as I sat handcuffed on the floor. One of them pushed me to my back and quickly spread my legs, caressing my hard belly while he pressed his prickhead to my cunthole. I gasped as he shoved himself hard up in my womb. He grunted like an animal as he quickly worked up a sweat over my petite body. Someone else was holding the leash. Men were jacking their cocks in my face as I looked up blankly.
The man fucking my cunt unloaded the first dose of sperm to my pussy for the gang bang, and within seconds of his cock being pulled out it was replaced with someone else’s. I could tell from the voice that it was my Uncle Jason! His body hairy, covering mine as he shoved his prick into my hole and moaned on top of me. His cock erupted jets of sperm within minutes, lubricating my cunt very well for man #3 of the evening.
My cunt was quickly stuffed again full of meat, this man now sucking my nipples hard and holding my hips firmly as his rod plunged in and out of my wet pussyhole. He kissed my neck while fucking me, making me squirm underneath him. My handcuffed wrists were being held up over my head as I was being pounded on my back. His prick began spurting deep in my womb several minutes later.
The rest of the men took a turn, a dozen of them in all plus my dad. My pussy oozed with all of the loads of cum inside. Finally one of them walked out, and when he came back in he was holding the collar of a strong looking brindle-colored pit bull. I was forced onto my knees and elbows on the floor, ass in the air. The dog was excited. He was led behind me where one of the men instructed him to lick my ass and pussy slit. Immediately the dog slurped his long tongue out at my cum filled cunt and I moaned loudly.
The long tongue felt like heaven on my abused pussy. All this time I’d been raped repeatedly and none of the men were thoughtful enough to eat my pussy out to give me some pleasure before rutting away inside me. I shuddered as the dog began licking my entire slit, covering from asshole to clit in a single long slurp. My ass was raised voluntarily in the air for the dog to eat me as intensively as possible. I moaned with the pleasure of the animal’s oral attention.
“Come here, Bull, up, up,” said one of the men, calling the dog to jump up on my back. After a few playful circles around me, the dog followed command and jumped upon me, weighing me down with its muscular body. The dog was panting already as he started humping at my backside. I wiggled my ass around, feeling the hard nub of the dog’s cock starting to come out of his sheath.
The dog started humping wildly, stabbing his prick into my asscrack and at my asscheeks. I was on my hands and knees like a bitch, trying to get the beast to insert his prick into my cunthole. Men I hated– dogs I loved!
Unfortunately, the tip of the dog’s prick felt the warmth of my asshole, and feeling my orifice around his knob he immediately began thrusting hard to get more of himself inside me. I grunted as I felt his hips press hard against my butt, struggling to stuff his meat in my asshole. The men were laughing as they watched the dog about to fuck my ass on the floor.
The dog, called Bull by the men, started humping me with an intensely rapid pace, reminding me of the night Beefy fucked my ass and Dad found me tied to him in the backyard. I moaned as the prick began growing inside my asshole. The dog’s forceful pounding was pushing me all around the carpet, rug-burn beginning to make my knees hurt.
Meanwhile, as Bull fucked me fast, I felt his prick getting even longer up my ass, reaching for my bowels to unload his cum. I was whimpering below him while being dominated by the big, strong dog. The men were laughing and cheering as the dog was effectively making me his bitch. I could feel the knot swelling up inside me, making me feel even more bloated and pregnant. One of the assholes was filming the ordeal.
About 10 minutes since the animal started fucking me, his knot felt impossibly swollen, filling me to capacity. Then the dog went still over top of me, panting hard in my ear. His cock suddenly twitched deep in my rectum and I felt it explode with cum up in my guts. I groaned as I felt the hot liquid gush out of his prick and into my ass.
“Yeah! I think he’s cumming in her! Yeah Bull, sperm up inside that bitch of yours!” yelled one guy.
“Fuck that ass, yeah, fuck that ass, fuck that pregnant whore…” another was hissing through clenched teeth as he jerked his prick hard.
“That’s fucking hot, ugh, look at that slut, knotted to that fucking big dog. Roger, make sure you zoom in close up on her stuffed ass! Fuck!” said another guy as he also masturbated his cock furiously at the sight of me tied to the dog. The guy filming walked behind me to get an up close shot of my stuffed asshole and bulging pregnant belly.
A few minutes later and the dog began struggling on top of my back, trying to get his prick and knot out of my ass. I shrieked as he turned ass to ass with me and tried to pull away, his knotted cock tugging on my insides. One of the men walked up and slapped my ass and the others laughed. Another one came up and unloaded his cum on my asscheek, then slapped my ass hard where his sperm puddle was, making the cum he deposited splatter all over me and the dog.
While the animal was still in my ass, one of the men slid underneath of me and began trying to stuff his prick in my cunt while the dog was in my ass! This made the dog struggle more to get out of me. I screamed as he pulled again, his knot still lodged inside me. The man who was underneath me now was holding me close to him while his prick searched around for my cunt under my hard pregnant belly. I felt the man’s cock push into my cunthole and stab up into my womb. Again, the pit bull struggled to pull himself out of me. The man groaned with pleasure as he felt the pressure of the dog’s cock and knot in my ass.
Shortly after though the dog was able to finally pull his cock and large knot from my ass — I turned around to see the animal’s long red cock dripping cum, coated with sperm, with a huge knot about the size of my fist. I moaned as the cum began gushing out of my asshole.
“Fuck, the dog cum’s leaking all over my balls!” the guy below me exclaimed. All the men in the room laughed hard. Someone led the dog out of the room and in a few minutes another large dog was brought into the room — this was a Rottweiler, big, shiny, and black. This dog seemed to instantly get excited at the smell of sex in the room, tugging on its leash to get at me.
The man underneath me grunted as he spermed inside me and pushed me off of him roughly. I toppled over onto my back and the man holding the Rottweiler’s leash let it drop. The animal immediately bolted over to me and shoved its snout into my warm crotch. I squealed at the coolness of its nose on my pussy. The dog began licking at my cunt and I laid down on my back to give him better access. It began feeling incredibly pleasurable as his tongue lathered my pussy up good. This animal was very efficient at eating human cunt.
My moans grew louder in the room as the dog lapped my cum filled pussy steadily for a few minutes. He didn’t seem like he was interested in fucking me, though. I reached down near his cock and began rubbing his sheath as best as I could while manacled. When I saw a small red tip emerge from his belly, I spread my legs wider and one of the men encouraged the dog to jump up, placing its forepaws around my shoulders. The animal began humping at air, and I spread myself open a little wider to encourage the beast to fuck my pussy. Two men stepped up to hold my legs open wide and guide the dog’s prick to my pussyhole. I felt the hard prick stab at my slit and clit and gasped as it poked near my asshole — not again!
The men held me apart and I tried grinding my pussy at the dog’s emerging dick to get it inside me. I wanted to feel the dog prick in my cunt, not my ass! I wanted my cunt to be knotted for once! Another guy stepped up to help push the dog meat to my slit, encouraging it to fuck me. Then the dog suddenly felt the wet warmth of my pussy and lurched forward to pound into me. His front paws wrapped tightly around my waist, holding me close to him while his prick began entering my hole. I started moaning instantly, the prick was so hard, and I was so wet. The cum from the previous dog was leaking out of my ass, and I was being fucked now by the Rottweiler while laying in a pool of dog sperm.
My moans grew louder as the cock inside me grew, reaching for my womb. It felt so hard, like a bone. The man filming the dog sex got down on his hands and knees to film the prick filling me up. It was an intense pace, my back pressing hard against the rug as the animal struggled to get as much of himself in me as possible. I could feel the knot forming at the base of his cock, seeking to seal up my womb with the dog’s fuck juice.
I grunted as I raised my hips to meet the Rottweiler’s thrusts. The men were still holding my legs wide open, letting the dog reach deep into my hole. Small drops of drool were falling on my breasts as the animal panted over me with his incredible efforts. It seemed the prick had grown further still, reaching to my cervix, trying to deposit seed into my already pregnant womb! The dog pounded rapidly, its pace manic, the prick about to explode. Its knot felt incredible within my pussy walls. I loved it! Flashes were going off as some of the men were taking pictures of my dog prick filled pussy.
The guy filming was getting a close up of the dog about to unload sperm in me. Everyone was silent as the dog went still, its head resting on my breast. I began moaning as the cum flooded up inside me. The feeling was amazing, a hot gush of liquid coating my insides as the animal spurted inside of me for what seemed like several minutes. The cock pulsed inside me, the knot sealed most of the cum in my hole but I heard the guys exclaiming that they could see dog cum starting to ooze from me.
“Damn, this bitch will take any dog, I bet!” said one of the men. They all agreed. The Rottweiler was still on top of me, its breathing slowing now. The knot held the prick firmly in place deep in my hole. I could now feel cum trickling out of my overloaded pussy and dripping down my asscrack, joining the existing cum puddle underneath my ass. My pussy felt good so stuffed up. The meat filled me to capacity. I grinded my cunt as it was knotted to the dog, trying to make myself cum. The dog started struggling on top of me, now trying to break free as his objective of filling his bitch up was accomplished. I moaned as he tried to pull his cock and knot out but failed. He whined a little, more of his cum starting to ooze from my hole. A few minutes went by and his knot had deflated enough for him to pull it from my cunt, releasing a copious amount of semen from my hole. The men collectively gasped, laughed, and hollered when the sperm began gushing out of me.
Someone stood me up on my feet, and they took pictures and video of the cum running out of my holes and down my legs. I stood unsteadily while the men examined my stretched out holes. The Rottweiler, who had been licking his deflating cock, was soon led out of the room. I was pushed back down on my hands and knees on the cum soaked floor, and heard another big dog being led into the room several minutes later. This one was a Great Dane! The dog was huge and a light gray color; a very handsome animal.
“Come here Hercules, lick her preggo cunt, boy!” said one of the men, pushing the dog’s nose into my cunt from behind. I shivered at the cold nose touching my warm sex. Cum was still flowing from my holes. The Great Dane began licking the juices flowing from my ass and cunt. Someone spread my asscheeks to allow the animal easier access to clean my asshole. I moaned as the long, warm tongue covered my wet gash, effectively cleaning the previous cum loads from my holes to the best of its ability.
The dog was called up on my back, its huge body draping over my entire back. Once on top of me, someone pressed the dog’s hips against my ass to encourage him to hump me. I could feel the beast’s hard prick starting to twitch and rouse from its hiding place. A few minutes later and the animal was humping my backside, its balls swinging wildly at my pussy and ass. The prick was stabbing all around my holes, trying to get inside me. I wiggled my ass, trying to get the prick in my pussy.
The prickhead dug into my asscrack and slid down into my asshole, making me gasp. As the animal’s prick found a hole, he thrust his hips hard into me and began humping me rapidly. The force of the huge animal’s thrusts began pushing me around on the carpet, my knees getting further rug-burned. I cried out as I felt the massive cock growing in my shithole. The beast was huge, weighing me down as he forcefully pounded me. I didn’t like anal sex, I wanted to be fucked in the pussy! There was nothing I could do now as I was being penetrated rapidly by the large Great Dane. The animal panted loudly in my ear as he banged me hard.
My asshole stretched as its knot grew in my chute, the prick searching to unload inside me. I started shrieking as I felt the knot rammed further into my rectum, the prickhead reaching to my guts. It felt like a searing hot rod had been inserted in my asshole, tearing up my insides. After minutes of intense fucking, the dog became still, its prick could reach no further, the knot was buried in my asshole. Balls swung to a stop, and then the cock exploded inside me. Hot gushes of cum made me cry out. The cock spurted again and again, cum flooding my insides while I moaned. The dog stayed still after its cock was done erupting, knotted securely to my ass. The men were all jerking off as they watched the dog tied to its pregnant teen bitch, faces contorted as they pleasured themselves to the sight of the dog sodomizing me.
Cum was escaping my knotted hole and starting to drip down my thighs. I wiggled my ass a little, trying to encourage the dog to get off me now. He stayed still over my back for several more minutes, calming after fucking me wildly. More camera flashes were going off as the men took pictures of my stuffed asshole. I felt someone walk up to my pussy as I was tied to the dog on my hands and knees, and a cockhead was placed within my pussy slit, parting my lips just a little. Then I felt human cum spurting into my pussy while the dog was knotted to my ass. Whoever was unloading their sperm in my pussy from behind was moaning as they did so. This caused the dog to begin stirring, and the man’s cock was soon pulled away from my oozing hole and the dog started trying to pull away from me.
I moaned as the huge knot bulged in my asshole, the long prick secure in my guts. Someone started calling the dog over and the animal began dragging me behind him while trotting over to the man. I squealed as I was dragged by my asshole across the room. The men were laughing and filming away. Some of the guys started pulling my blond hair and squeezing my tits. One of the guys jerking his cock in my face suddenly spurted ropes of cum all over my face, all in my eyes. I was still knotted to the Great Dane. The other guys followed suit jerking their cocks in my face, and my face was soon covered with loads of cum. They spermed in my hair and everything, and it dripped down my forehead into my eyes and down my cheeks. I felt a load shooting into my ear and tried to pull away but was roughly held in place by my hair. Soon my entire head was covered with loads of cum.
The Great Dane pulled out of me soon after the group of men unloaded their cum all over my face. The copious amount of dog sperm that had been injected into my bowels was now flowing freely out of my asshole. Somebody reached behind me and stuck a few fingers in my ass, scooping up dog cum and then wiping it on my lips, forcing me to taste the ass-flavored dog cum. I squirmed as my asshole was being pried open for the cameras, capturing my hole filled with cum.
One of the men pulled me on top of him and started fucking my pussy and held my asscheeks wide while he did so, making globs of dog cum more effectively ooze from my ass. He bounced me up and down while the Great Dane was led out of the room. I couldn’t even feel the guys cum up in my pussy since by that point my cunt was so used up and spermed in. I was pulled off him and pushed to my back again on the floor. Another dog was brought into the room. I looked over, and my heart soared!
“Beefy!” I exclaimed weakly. As soon as he saw me he dove right between my legs– I had trained him to be an excellent cunt-eater. I moaned and writhed as he licked my pussy and cleaned my asshole with his tongue. I could feel my face crusting with the loads of cum, and felt a couple more guys unloading their cum onto my chest as Beefy ate me intensively. My moans filled the room as my beloved Golden Retriever tended to my sore holes. I hoped he’d finally fuck my pussy and unload his cum inside me!
He continued lapping me up as I grinded my pussy into his snout. I shivered as he started licking my thighs and then my bulging belly, moving up to lick the cum puddles off my chest. He licked some of the cum from my face as I petted him as best as I could with my handcuffed wrists. I reached down to rub his sheath and his tail wagged excitedly. He was as happy to see me as I was to see him! My fingers rubbed near the pink prickhead that was dancing in and out of the sheath. Beefy went back down to my crotch to lick my cunt again. I could feel an orgasm building as he efficiently stimulated my clit with his long tongue.
My moans got even louder as I got close to cumming, but before I could Beefy stopped licking me. I called him to jump up on me and he did so; I spread my legs wide for my beloved pet. To my delight he soon started humping as I grinded my crotch at his sheath. His front legs wrapped tight around me, holding me close while his cockhead poked around at my slit. My legs were open as wide as they could go, inviting the dog to make me his bitch.
“She loves the dog cock, doesn’t she?” one of the guys said. Fuck yeah I do– a dog’s cock isn’t attached to some asshole man who could get me knocked up! A dog could fuck so much better, faster, and harder than a man, too! I felt Beefy’s cockhead stabbing around my clit and I wiggled underneath him to try to get the prick into my pussyhole. Beefy began humping at me, trying to get his prick inside his human bitch. His prick was so close!
I felt his hard meat jab into my pussyhole suddenly, and once the head went inside a little Beefy started humping me hard. My moans grew louder as his pace increased. His cock started growing once inside my hole, reaching for my womb. He pounded me harder and harder, all the while holding me tight to him. My small breasts were heaving wildly with the dog’s frenetic pace. I couldn’t help but fuck my hips back at the dog, encouraging his cock to delve deep into my hole, having craved my pet’s meat for so long now. We fucked hard, Beefy’s cock extending into my cervix after several minutes of intense penetration. His knot had began swelling at the base of his long cock, pleasuring my pussyhole which was stretched tight around it. It didn’t seem he could get any further inside me, but I felt the knot go in a little deeper.
The feeling of being filled by my beloved Golden Retriever was intensely pleasurable. He kept up his jackhammer pace for several minutes, steadily stimulating my cunt. My orgasm was building in my loins, beginning to surge through my body. I began moaning even louder, almost screaming with the pleasure as my orgasm grew stronger. Beefy didn’t stop his intense pounding as my body convulsed below him on the floor. Oh, how I loved my dog! I wanted no other, just my Beefy! My eyes rolled back in my head, mouth agape as the waves of pleasure crashed over my petite, young, body.
As my orgasm was fading, Beefy became still on top of me with his cock stuck securely in my hole. His prickhead reaching my baby-filled womb. I felt the cock pulse, then the cum began gushing. The cum was so hot, it felt so incredible as it flowed inside me and trickled out of my stretched cunt. It felt like a gallon of sperm had filled me up! Beefy panted happily on top of me, his cock erupting its final spurts of cum in his human bitch.
“Good boy,” I said to him as he stayed still. I grinded my cunt harder against him, feeling yet another orgasm start to stir in my well-fucked body. As I grinded hard, stuffed so full of dog meat, another orgasm surged from the tips of my toes to my nipples, making me scream loudly under Beefy. The men’s pricks were still hard. As Beefy was knotted atop me, the group of guys began dispersing, some of them coming up to my face to release one last load of sperm on me before leaving.
Beefy stayed knotted to me for 15 more minutes while I told him how much I loved him and cooed at him for fucking me so well. The room had emptied, it seemed the men had gone home. Beefy eventually started pulling his knot out of me, and the feeling of his prick and knot tugging on my insides was making yet another orgasm build up in me. As Beefy pulled some more, the orgasm surged through me, still running through my legs as I felt the cock finally tearing from my insides, releasing a momentous amount of sperm from my pussyhole. Beefy licked his cum from my cunt as my orgasm still sizzled in my body, and I moaned as I came down from my intense climax. I patted him on the head, loving him more than ever. My breath was returning back to normal. The house was silent as I fell into a brief sleep sprawled on the floor, my beloved pet back by my side.
Part 7
All was still quiet throughout the house when I awoke. My gang bang and night of dog sex was over. I rose to my feet after Beefy was done licking his cum from my hole. My legs were sore from being fucked constantly for months on end and often being held wide open. And my wrists were sore, too, so often restrained. I looked around the room and suddenly noticed the handcuff keys on the top of the dresser. My dad’s handgun was near the keys…
My heart started beating faster as I walked over to the dresser. I grabbed the handcuff keys and after some struggling was able to get myself free. Then I picked up the gun. Beefy was panting happily and looking up at me. I patted him calmly on the head. Walking out of the room, there was silence everywhere. The men were gone. I walked into my old bedroom, untouched since the last time I’d slept in it, and retrieved a dress. The first time I’d worn clothing in months. I had to pick a loose dress since my belly had gotten larger and I had no maternity clothes. Leaving the bedroom, I took the gun with me and tiptoed down the hall.
Then I saw my dad — he was naked and laying on his stomach in the kitchen near the basement stairs. The small carpet nearby was in disarray, like he had possibly slipped on it. There was an open bottle of tequila on the kitchen counter, so I figured he probably gotten drunk after the other guys left, slipped on the carpet, and passed out. My pulse quickened as I contemplated what to do next. I held the handcuffs and gun in my hand. Beefy had followed behind me. I walked up to my snoring father on the floor, resisting the urge to stomp on his head right then and there. He had put me through a tremendous amount of torment, and so far I had survived and intended to get out of this alive!
There was a choke chain on the table with a matching collar, and some clothesline. My mind was racing. I bent down and gingerly slid one of the handcuffs around Dad’s wrist and snapped it closed, holding my breath. He didn’t wake. I gently took the other wrist and slapped the other cuff around that one, successfully handcuffing his wrists together. Taking the clothesline, I then tied the rope around his wrists and tied it to the banister at the top of the stairs, securing his arms out above his head. Then I slipped the choke collar and leash around his neck, but first held it in my hands to warm the metal, not wanting the shock of the cold metal to rouse him. Once the choke collar was around his neck and he was tied securely, I jerked hard on the leash and he began to stir. He turned his head and looked up at me, confused.
I pointed the gun at his face. His eyes met mine, surprised. He realized he was tied up, and I was holding the leash to the collar around his neck. I began to laugh at the surprised look on his face. Walking closer to him, I put my foot against the back of his neck and stepped down hard, smashing his face to the floor. I pressed the barrel of the gun to the back of his head. Beefy was watching me calmly. I chuckled madly.
“Fucking piece of shit ,” I said through gritted teeth, keeping my foot on his neck as I straightened up, removing the gun from his head. I spat at him, covering the back of his head and shoulders with my spit. My foot pressed harder into his neck and he groaned. I stepped off of him and again pointed the gun in his face as he looked up at me.
“Angel, what do you think you’re gonna do?” said my dad. “You think you can kill a man?” I glared down at him hatefully.
“Yes, yes, Dad, I do,” I said, aiming the gun at him.
“Well, I’m not gonna beg you to spare my life, you dog-fucking slut,” said Dad.
I kicked him hard in the head and he turned away from me, his face against the kitchen floor. Still holding the choke collar, I pulled on it again, raising his head off the floor so I could kick it again. His head collapsed to the ground with the impact of my foot on his skull. Then I walked to the stove and grabbed some cooking oil. He began squirming as I poured the oil down his back, into his asscrack.
“What the fuck are you doing, Angel?” my dad said hoarsely, feeling the oil oozing over his ass. I called Beefy over to me and petted him lovingly on the head. My dad turned his head to watch me rub Beefy’s sheath, coaxing the dog’s cock to come out once again. Dad began to struggle, and I stopped caressing Beefy to shove the gun in my dad’s mouth, breaking his front tooth in half as I did so. I laughed again as he spat blood and the broken tooth out.
“Stop moving, asshole,” I said. Once again I turned my attention to my dog and rubbed his sheath, encouraging the pink prickhead to come back out. Beefy was getting excited and started trying to jump up at me to hump, but instead I instructed him to jump up on my dad. As Dad was sprawled on the floor, tied up to the banister, Beefy jumped up on his back and started humping his ass.
“No, no, Angel, no…” said my dad. I just laughed and pulled hard on the choke chain, cutting his air off. Beefy was wrapping his legs around my dad’s waist as he humped at his ass. The dog’s pink prick had come out a few inches and was now searching for a bitch hole. My dad squirmed some more and I again yanked the chain hard. Beefy thrust his hips, his prick rubbing Dad’s asshole while I smiled. The cooking oil had lubricated Dad’s ass crack very well. Suddenly Beefy’s prick felt my dad’s tight asshole– I could tell because he immediately began fucking the shit out of my dad once he had found the hole. Dad began groaning on the floor.
“Shut up, you old fuck! You like that?! You like that Dad? You fucking old perverted piece of shit! You like that dog cock raping your asshole? I hope he destroys your ass! And if he doesn’t, I’m gonna take this gun and shove it in your ass and blow you away, you old fucker!” I screamed. Dad was writhing as Beefy fucked his asshole with a rapid pace. I held the choke chain all the while, pulling on it to choke Dad’s breath away. He deserved it.
I encouraged Beefy to fuck him harder, harder, harder. The dog was doing a great job, his cock becoming lodged securely in dad’s asshole. I knew the cock was growing inside him. I knew the knot was expanding now in my dad’s rectum. I laughed again, hard, and again yanked hard on the leash. Dad struggled against the restraints, making me laugh even more. Beefy was beginning to slow his pace. Any moment his cum was going to gush into my dad’s ass.
When dad began groaning I knew the dog’s knot was securely stuck in his hole and the prick was spewing cum. Beefy had become still, his nuts swinging to a stop against my father’s ass. It was a wonderful sight. While Dad was tied up and the dog was knotted in his ass, I went back to my room and began packing up some clothes. My heart continued beating hard. I was going to steal his car, the dog, and any money I could find.
While I looked through his drawers, I found a book with records of the payments the men had given him to fuck me. It contained names and addresses. There were the names from my first gang bang– Jim, Tom, Eddie, Joel, etc. There was a camera with various recordings of the men raping me. I took the address book and camera, and in another drawer I found a huge wad of cash, money Dad got for letting other men fuck his daughter’s teenage holes. Quickly counting it up, it added up in the thousands. I stashed the money, address book, and camera in my suitcase and went back to the kitchen to get the car keys. Beefy was tied to Dad still, so I began calling him to me, resulting in the dog trying to roughly pull his meat from my dad’s asshole.
Dad cried out as Beefy’s cock and knot tugged on his insides. I laughed again. A few minutes later, Beefy pulled out of Dad’s used up asshole and cum started gushing out of him. I took a handful of cum and rubbed it in his face, forcing him to taste it. When he spit it out I jerked the chain hard. I was packed and ready to go, ready to leave this asshole and this house of horrors.
Taking the car keys, I loaded Dad’s car with my suitcase and Beefy. Then I went back inside and began dumping the cooking oil all over my dad. I took a book of matches, and lit a match on fire. Then I dropped it on his back. He screamed as the flame hit his skin. I just laughed again. I took another match and threw it at the curtains. Then another one in the living room. The house was beginning to burn. Dad was screaming as the flames began rising around his bound body. While he was scrambling around on the floor I kicked his balls hard, making him wail painfully. He struggled against his restraints.
“Fuck you, old man,” I said, spitting at him once more. Then I got the fuck out of there. I turned to look once more as I pulled out of the driveway, watching flames enveloping the house. Finally, I was free, and I made it out alive with my beloved pet, Beefy.
Later, I used the address book and camera evidence to blackmail my dad’s friends out of hundreds of thousands of dollars. If they didn’t give me the money, I told them I’d turn them into the cops for raping an underage girl. I then used this money to eventually build a comfortable life for myself far, far away from home. When I had the baby a few months after escaping, I was delighted to see she was a light brown color — she wasn’t my dad’s baby after all! She was mixed black and white. I thought back to all the sex my dad forced me to have, and only remembered one black guy out of all of them — Jim.
So I blackmailed Jim into taking care of me and the baby for life. I began looking forward to his generous monthly checks. Eventually I began receiving enough cash from my dad’s asshole friends to live comfortably in a sprawling place in the mountains– fucking my dog whenever I wanted!

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Little Red Riding Hood: Out of the Woods?

“What.. WHAT THE FUCK?!”
“Um.. hi.”
“What… WHAT THE FUCK?! WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING? Why is Molly’s pussy on your… on your..”
Peter’s angry, beyond pissed, but he’s a human male. He’s got a dick, and that dick’s more concerned with the fact that my tongue is mere millimeters from hot girl’s dripping cunt.
The Wolf reaches over me and grabs Molly’s ass. His voice comes out low, like a growl, “You should come get the pussy you’ve been dreaming about.”
Peter’s mouth seems to have gone dry, or perhaps he can no longer speak due to the blood disappearing from his brain to his pulsing cock. He staggers over, stops, as if he’s second guessing himself, then rushes over to the bed, shedding clothes in his wake.
I feel Molly’s weight shift off of me as he grabs her hips, pulling her to kneel on the edge of the bed. I have a clear view as he buries his tongue between her legs, lapping up her juices from the orgasm I gave her.
I see the Wolf smirk out of the corner of my eye. He slowly begins to fuck me again, laying almost flat on top of me as we both watch Peter eat Molly’s cunt.
“He’s not very good at that, is he?” he whispers, his breath tickling my neck, his lips brushing the curl of my ear. I shudder, eyes locked on my boyfriend’s tongue in my best friend’s cunt. The same cunt that just had my tongue sliding, slithering, sucking up her cum.
His teeth on my nipple draw a groan from my lips. Peter stops licking Molly’s pussy, and as if spurned on by our voyeurism, shoves his dick into Molly. She moans, circling her hips and fucking Peter back. I can see her slickness on his dick, and I almost rear up off the bed to lick them both.
Perhaps he can read my mind – great minds think alike, right? – because he scoops under the back of my head, pick me up and pushes my lips against Molly and Peter. My lips make contact with clit and cock; instinctually, I lick. He begins to fuck me faster, watching as Peter and Molly grind themselves on my tongue.
I can tell Peter is getting close, his panting gets harder and his thrusts get more erratic. Molly shakes, screams, “OHHHHH FUCK”, and she cums, which results in Peter losing his load. I move out of the way as they fall flat, exhausted from exertion.
The Wolf jerks out of me, fixing his clothes. I barely have time to fix my own before he pulls me over his shoulder. We’re out of the apartment in less than a minute; Peter and Molly have no chance to respond nor have they the strength to chase us.
Thrown as I am, all I see are the concrete stairs before he bursts into the sunlight. My feet hit the ground, but he continues to drag me along by the hand. Everything seems a blur, like my brain can’t catch up with the reality of what’s going on. At one point, we see cops running our way. He pushes me against a building, crushing my body and my lips in a kiss that does nothing to help my disorientation.
They pass and we continue to walk at a fast clip, nearing the sketchy area of town. I begin to pull back on his hand, attempting to resist as much as my 100 pound frame can against a man that looks like he could easily bench press two of me. He simply pulls harder, and I trip behind him into what looks like an empty warehouse.
“Oh my god, he’s going to kill me,” I think, and I try to dig in my heels to the dirty grey floor. Problem is, we’re no longer out in public, so there’s no need for him to keep me on my feet. I get lifted again over his shoulder.
“No!! NO NO NO NO I WON’T TELL ANYONE!! PLEASE!!! DON’T HURT ME!” I beg, swearing, kicking, and trying my hardest to break free from his arm.
My ass hits metal as he sits me down on an industrial table. I’m trying my hardest not to cry, wishing I had bitten him earlier instead of giving into desire. His hand grabs my chin, forcing me to look him in the eyes- dark brown, deep, and despite my fear, I do everything in my power not to drool.
“I’m not going to hurt you,” he says, his lips coming dangerously close to mine. I lean forward, upward, towards his face –
“At least, not if you don’t want me to,” he finishes, pulling away. I nearly fall off of the table. He disappears from my vision. I turn to find him, his back to me, as he pulls off his shirt. His back ripples with muscle, beautiful lines interrupted only by the scratches my nails have left. His boxers peak out of his jeans, which hang around his hips. My breath catches in my throat, enraptured with the sight of this insanely hot guy who just happened to also fuck me senseless earlier.
He turns around and catches me with my jaw dropped. I see him smirk at my hand lying on my inner thigh, unconsciously drawing circles on my tender skin. He stalks over to me, his chest close to my face as he reaches around me, grabbing a bottle from out of my view.
“Want a drink?”
Somewhere, with my dignity and my ability to breathe, I toss the last shreds of my inhibition. I grab the whiskey bottle from his hand and pour some on his shoulder, licking and biting where the liquor kisses his skin.
He growls, a dirty smile playing across his lips. “You’re wasting…” he whispers in my ear, before gently pushing me flat on the cool metal. My shirt is roughly pushed up, whiskey drizzles across my stomach. He laps it up, the sting of the liquor and the heat of his tongue making my pussy slick with the thought that maybe, just maybe he’ll-
His tongue teases underneath my waistband, nearly flicking against my clit. My hips flinch upward, my hands try to push his head against my begging cunt, but he pulls away, laughing. He doesn’t get far, though. I pull him between my legs by the top of his jeans, trapping his cock against me as I lock my ankles behind his back.
His hands push my shirt and bra up as I fumble with the button of his jeans. He bits my bottom lip before I feel his teeth graze the nape of my neck. I gasp, suddenly topless as he rips my clothes off of me. He sucks hard on my nipple, causing me to cry out in a mixture of pain and pleasure.
Pushing me flat on the table again, he begins to pull my skirt off, as he frees his huge cuck from his jeans. Holding my hands over my head, he stops for a second, tenderly kissing my ear lobe.
“Max,” he says.
Our eyes meet. “Uh.. what?”
“Max. My name is Max,” he laughs.
What the fuck. I don’t know what to say, so I respond in kind, “Lily.”
He buries his mouth against my ear, “Wasn’t trying to get your name. Just want you to know what you should scream.”
Every inch suddenly slides in to my pussy, my back arching at his assault. The air in my lungs escapes, and I can’t even draw a breath to moan. The Wolf – Max, whatever the fuck his name is!!- seems as breathless, momentarily motionless in my tight wetness.
“You are so -” he pulls out, thrust in hard, “fucking,” another thrust, “tight,” he groans against my neck, grinding against my clit as he buries his cock deeper into my cunt.
He pulls out completely, and I worry he’s about to run away like our apartment escape. Instead, he drops to his knees, his tongue flat against my aching hole, rubbing every which way. I get enough air to moan, loudly, burying my hands into his hair. I thrash on the table, knocking the whiskey to the floor. Glass shatters off to the side, the air becomes intoxicated as I beg him to keep going.
I can feel my pussy tighten, tingling as he pushes me to orgasm. “DON’T STOP!” I scream, feeling my abs contract as his tongue slides deep. I cum hard, arching off of the tabletop, “FFUUUCCKKKMAXXX.”
I shudder as the cool metals makes contact with my post-orgasm flush. There’s no time to rest; he pulls me from the table, bending me at the waist and pushing my breasts into the now-warm surface.
Holding my hands above my head, he pushes into my twat. One hand busy with my wrists, his other pushes down on my lower back, pushing my sensitive clit against the surface below. Trapped as it is between the metal and his warm shaft, my pussy throbs, and tightens more around Max’s dick. He fucks me hard and fast, his nails digging into my skin as he holds me pinned.
“Cum for me again, Lily. Let me feel you cum again,” he slows down, letting every inch slowly work its way out of my tight hole. I shiver, rolling my hips on his cock, “Max…”
I hear him laugh, and then feel the sting of his hand as he slaps my ass. I whimper, still pushing back on his dick, “Please. Give it to me,” I barely whisper.
He drives every inch into me, rubbing my clit with his fingers. “Now, Lily.”
My body obliges him, my cunt tightening as I cum again.
He pulls out, and when I try to stand, I collapses on the ground. He wraps his hands in my hair, pulling me up to his cock. I wrap my lips around the tip, sucking my juice that’s coating his skin. He groans, pushing further into my throat. He begins to fuck my mouth as he did my pussy, cradling my head in his other hand.
“You love this,” he growls- a statement, not a question- his entirely cock buried. I swallow, my throat contracting around his head, causing him to moan. He releases my hands, and I grab his ass, pulling him deeper into my mouth. I pull off of him, and carefully begin to lick his balls. His breath quickens, egged on by the sight of my pink tongue delicately covering every inch of him. I suck on the base of his cock, and his head rolls back, hands re-buried in my hair.
“Suck me.”
I run the tip of my tongue up his shaft, teasing the tip.
“Suck me, Lily.”
I wrap my lips around the tip, only sucking lightly on the very top.
His patience runs out and he pushes my head down. I increase the tightness in my mouth, and he groans as his motions get faster. “Fuck..” he moans, his dick buried in my throat. Our eyes meet, and I can see he can’t hold back any more. I feel him cum, his dick twitching against my tongue. I swallow every bit, his hands on either side of my head grip the edge of the table, bracing himself from falling.
We dress in silence. A black Camaro sits off to the side. He gently guides me over to it. We drive out of the warehouse, and he pulls up near the park where I was first crossing to get to Molly’s. Awkwardly, I get out, half expecting him to drive off. However, he gets out, sits on the hood, and pulls me towards him. Standing between his legs, I can’t help but envision all the incredibly naughty things we could do on the hood. He seems to read my mind again and laughs, “Another time.” He grabs my ass to pull me close against his face, taking in my smell.
Just as quickly, he stands, and is back in the car. “Tell your piece of shit boyfriend to learn how to eat pussy, or I’ll gladly take his job.”
I laugh, “Maybe you should.”
Another smirk. Sirens interrupt our moment – “I’ll find you next time you need to be broken in half properly.”
“Tomorrow then.”
He speeds off, a smile on his face, and a twitch in his pants that only gets worse as he looks over and sees my red panties on his passenger seat.
“Tomorrow it is.”

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Sharing the Boyfirend

Sean has dated his girlfriend for years now and have had many fun and passionate moments. But when he is called over, she not only wants to have him, but share him with her sister and mother.

Milk of Desire, Book V – Chapter 1

It’s time to test various perverted experiments on prisoners on my prisoners to see exactly how I can spread my power. I already know it works when ingested orally, but now I’ve got a lot of tests and a lot of subjects, just not a lot of time before someone might notice them missing. The clock is ticking so it’s time to get to work.

Growing up and Aunt Daphne

At the age of 12 I thought I had it all sorted. I had a clear idea of right and wrong- I knew that the church, God and the bible were right and that stealing, lying and cheating were wrong. I was, I thought, close to God. I went to church every Sunday, prayed every night and did my best to help others to see the error of their ways and return to the light- guess I was pretty much insufferable even if well-meaning. I was coming to understand about sins of the flesh- I wasn’t too sure what they were, but I lumped them into the general heading of bad things and left them there- happy to have a go at anyone who seemed to be erring in that particular direction. This all changed on Sunday shortly after my 12th birthday. I was keen to go to church but mum wanted to go into town to the mothers meeting and so she said I could go on my own that Sunday, Aunt Daphne agreed to bring me home and do some sitting whilst Mum finished up in town.
That’s was fine and after the service Daphne came and collected me from the kids class “You all ready to go?” she said. “Sure” I replied gathering up my books and bible. Daphne was my Mum’s younger sister, at nearly 35 she was still in the flush of her good looks, trim and petite with a well fitted dress she looked great and I had always liked her. She had recently divorced her husband (an action of which I thoroughly disapproved) and mum said she had gone a “bit crazy” since. Today she seemed to have a sparkle in her eye- but I guess I was just imagining it. The ride home was uneventful- I was spouting off about some sort of holier-than-thou nonsense and Daphne listed with a slightly pained expression. “Don’t you ever get tired of telling people what’s good for them?” she asked… I was surprised by the question- and frankly the answer was “No” but something in her tone of voice made me desist from actually voicing that reply. It thought for a while” What do you mean” I said “Its all laid down in the bible and the pastor explains it every Sunday- its not just me and its easy… you just listen and do what he says” She glanced at me as she drove “Its not always that simple” she said- “you are only 12 and there’s a lot you don’t know yet – stuff about relationships and between men and women- have you got a girlfriend yet?”. I reckoned she was off on the sins of the flesh stuff again and I was ready for that… “Well that’s what grown ups always say, but its no different when you’re older- it’s the same solution- listen to the pastor and the voice inside your head – and No I don’t have a girlfriend but I know how to behave when I get one” “Lucky girl” said Daphne under her breath- I could tell she was getting irritated with me and I really didn’t see what the difference was so we passed the rest of the journey in silence.
After we got home the phone rang- it was mum, she was delayed in town had run into some friends and was going to stay late for dinner, would Daphne mind putting me to bed? No problem, and so it was agreed, I went to watch TV and Daphne went upstairs. I heard her coming down a while later and she headed out for the garage. I lay on my stomach and watched the TV. The door opened and I turned to see Daphne standing there with something behind her back. “Your mums not coming home ‘till late” she said I thought maybe we could work a few things out and get some stuff straight? – you need to understand that the world isn’t quite as cosy as you think- there’s a lot of this man and woman stuff to understand- my ex showed me and I think its time someone showed you” I could see she has d a strange look in her eye, she closed the door behind her without turning round. “Get something straight little nephew, people don’t like having all this advice from a little prig, if you don’t stop you are going to really piss people off… anyway, its not as if its all bad…” her voice trailed off. Once before some kids at School had had a go at me along similar lines, I’d gotten the crap kicked out of me and left to go home in tears and a ripped shirt so I was pretty sure something bad was coming… She took a step forward and I retreated to the sofa “Do you like me?” she said “Yes of course” I replied… ”No, do you like the way I look?” she added. Well the truth was yes of course, she was trim and slim and her tight-fitting clothes showed off every one of her soft curves. “You look fine” I stammered. She came and sat next to me “Do you want to touch” she said. She put whatever it was she was holding down beside her and took my hand. She guided it to her breast- Satan’s work! “No” I yelled “I can’t do that I don’t want to!” “Don’t be such a scaredy cat” I tried to pull my hand back but in a flash she had reached behind her and grabbed the loop of rope she had been hiding, it was deftly slipped over my wrist and slid tight. “Can’t run now little boy” she teased. “What are you doing?” I asked. For reply she tied the rope to the arm of the sofa and grabbed my other wrist. She looped that one too and tied it off on the other side. “Just like hubby used to do” she said with a sparkle. I was worried now, I knew that her ex had beaten her; maybe she had learned to do the same? “No, No I said let me go” and I started to struggle. Daphne moved over me, putting her weight on my body, she was lithe and strong and easily overpowered me. I started to kick and got a lucky hit on her thigh. She slapped me hard across the face. I was so surprised by the sudden sting that I stopped struggling, it hurt, the redness welled on my cheek and tears started to trickle down my face “Just shut up, don’t struggle, you need this” she said. I thought of the saints and their trials and I knew that I had to face suffering, although somehow this seemed that it wasn’t all bad. Daphne stood and looked down at me, with a sudden movement she lifted her dress over her head and was standing before me in knickers and bra. I’d never seen a woman in her underwear before, the sight was spectacular but also forbidden, I closed my eyes. “Don’t be a cry baby” she said, “Look at me”. My eyes stayed shut “look at me she repeated and gave me another slap- although more gentle this time. I opened my eyes, I was crying properly now, no pretending, I was trapped and I didn’t know what to do. I was scared but excited- somewhere (I wasn’t sure quite where) there was an odd tingling…. But this was all wrong; I was going to go to hell for sure. Well if I was, then Daphne might be there ahead of me. “Don’t worry she said, I just need to do a few things for me and whilst I’m doing them you should learn a thing or two yourself” I didn’t know what she meant but I got the idea when she reached down and unzipped my fly… no-one had ever done that. The sensation was pleasant but it was wrong so I struggled again. Daphne used her weight to restrain me; I could smell her scent, floral and intoxicating. I began to feel giddy. I couldn’t see what was happening but Daphne had managed to worm her hand into my fly and was even now extricating my 12year old manhood from the protective folds of my pants. I’d never been touched there before, I even avoided touching myself there! – it was dirty and evil. But this didn’t feel either of those things. Her cool hands finally freed me from my clothes and her slender fingers closed about me enclosing my soft penis in her hand. Things began to happen, I realised where the tingling was coming from. It felt nice, but it was wrong, “No” I said again but she just squeezed more firmly and my prick answered with a matching Throb, “What’s the matter?” she cooed-“isn’t this nice?” She squeezed again. I was getting hard. But I mustn’t I knew this was bad, I knew all the bad things that come from that and I always tried to avoid it. Frantically I started reciting my favourite passages from the bible, take my mind elsewhere throb not working, must try harder please father help me throb, no, no more must control throb. How was this happening to me? I couldn’t get up, I couldn’t move… she seemed able to restrain me easily with just one hand. I couldn’t control the situation, I couldn’t even control my own body as my small member strove to swell and fill her fist even as it squeezed me. “Oh look what’s happened” she cooed in a tone that was both victorious and mocking at the same time. “Has the little boy stood up?” I knew it was wrong but I didn’t struggle, I didn’t scream there was a rushing sound in my head, the world shrank to this room, to me and her, to this sofa and finally just to my prick in her hand, that’s all there was, it filled the universe, it was the universe, THROB and the sparkling prickles of sensation flashed from my prick to my brain and seemed to say “don’t interrupt this, Don’t stop it we need it you prig, let us have our way!”
Daphne was moving now, sliding down my body which was awkwardly propped in a sitting position against the sofa. She took her eyes off mine and looked down at the contents of her hand, my little 12-year-old hard on twitching in her palm. “Hmmm you like that don’t you?” she said, in truth I did, but I wasn’t prepared for what followed. Daphne lowered her head. I felt her breath on the head of my prick, warm and damp and then a flash of pure delight what was that? She was licking the head! I reacted in shock “Uggh I said, Ooh what’s that?” “Don’t worry little boy” she teased, “Aunty has it all in hand”. With that she opened her mouth and her head bobbed further down. Her mouth enveloped me, there was warmth and wetness, and her tongue swirled around the head and tickled the underside of my prick. “No, No stop!” I screamed but in truth I didn’t want this to stop, my prick knew what it needed and Daphne seemed to know too, the two of them didn’t want me getting in the way. I found my hips bucked up as the tingling grew and grew building to a crescendo. There was a dam inside of me and it was going to burst! Closer, closer the walls were getting weaker, soon it would give way, the flood would come and there was nothing I could do about it. I made a half hearted move to push her away, “Don’t” came the immediate and firm message from my prick “I need this- you need this give it up little boy, time to grow up!” It was a conspiracy- my own prick and this warm soft woman I was powerless in the face of it. Daphne flicked her tongue over the underside of my glans, and it was too late! The dam burst, stars exploded in my head, someone had moved the floor-or was it the earth? I was tumbling falling, falling, head over heels into space, there was a noise like a loud cry far away… and something was happening as I fell, my treacherous prick was twitching and jumping inside Daphne’s mouth sending rivers of sensation to flood over me…. Gradually the universe settled, the world came back beneath me and I realised that the crying sound was me so I shut my mouth. I realised too that my eyes were shut tightly so I opened them cautiously, Daphne had let me slip from her mouth, and my prick was lying limp and wet in my lap. She was licking her lips and seemed disappointed- “Hmm I’d forgotten little boys don’t make cum yet” I was sorry she wasn’t pleased with me, but then she smiled and said that soon I would, and next time she would milk it from me properly, Anyway, she added, it was less messy this way and she wouldn’t get pregnant. I wasn’t sure what she meant but I was about to find out.
I felt thoroughly exhausted, but something inside me was more peaceful than ever it had been, there was a deep relaxation, my body was cramped but that didn’t matter, I was content and comfortable. You could have removed my appendix and I wouldn’t have cared…
She must have noticed my changed demeanour… “Well how was that little boy? Not quite so easy to handle is it?” I looked at her puzzled. “I’m going to let you up now” she said, “but I don’t want you to struggle and I’m not through with you yet”
She loosened the ropes- I hadn’t felt them but as they came off I realised how tight they had been- blood flooded back to my hands and I rubbed my wrists. I looked at her unsure of myself. “Come” she said and raised me up from the floor. My prick was protruding limply from my shorts so she grabbed it with one hand and started to lead me to the door. The flabby flesh stretched a little as I got the message and I followed her up the stairs and into my mum’s room. “Now we can try this properly” she said- I wasn’t too sure about that, doubts returned, No I said lamely, she could tell I didn’t mean it, my prick knew I didn’t mean it, there was no fight left, just a resignation in my brain and a thrilling of anticipation in my prick.
Daphne stripped me easily, the shorts and pants dropped down my legs and the tee shirt came easily over my head. Then she lay me down on the bed and stood up so I could see her. “Watch” she commanded as she reached behind her back and unfastened her bra. I had never seen breasts before and I wasn’t really ready for these; they seemed perfect, swollen symmetrical mounds of flesh each topped with a raspberry nipple like a cherry on an ice cream cone. He leant over me and brushed my face with them. The feeling was electric! They were soft and warm; as she leant forward they hung in creamy firmness over my face. By instinct I opened my mouth and took a nipple between my lips. I started to kiss and suck at it like baby she murmured something that sounded content. I put my arms around her and pulled her onto me and more fully into my mouth. Delicious sensations, half remembered memories safe and secure in my mother’s nurturing breast. But as well as that there were different feelings, a taste more bitter than that of sweet milk, an engorged nipple that my tongue rasped across, a yielding softness as the breast moved with my lips and an enticing scent. I raised my hand to cup the partner of this delicious orb and rolled the nipple between finger and thumb. “MMmmmm, good boy” she murmured above me.
I felt her hand slide down my body again, lightly skipping over my stomach to engage once again with my prick “Hello” it answered, rising and stiffening at her command. I did nothing to oppose the effect and sucked harder on the delicious breast above me. “Bad boy-Don’t be greedy” she said “and don’t forget the other one”. She pulled back and her nipple slipped from my mouth with an audible “pop”, she tilted her chest and presented breast number two for its attention, I happily set about the task, sucking deeply and being rewarded by the that first rush of bitter-sweet nipple flavour. She squeezed my prick and I felt him throb in her grip, hell the two of them knew more about this stuff than I did! Daphne moved across me and sat astride my body, her thighs parted to accommodate my body. Tentatively I reached down to her… ”Hmmm she teased “I see the little boy is starting to see that this isn’t so clear cut?” She lifted herself so I could slip my hand beneath her; I felt the tight curls of her pubic hair, the forest that grew on the hillside, and beneath that the river in the valley! She was warm and mushy, a heady scent started to rise, earthy, musky and urgent. Suddenly she flinched- “Ouch – be careful” she said my inexpert ministration had obviously scratched or pinched when I was trying to caress- “be gentle” she said! I was trying but inexperience let me down. “Sorry I said” mortified to have caused pain to such a delicious region and terrified that she would make me stop- I apologised frantically- “I’m trying- I’ll be careful” “Sure” she said, “but let’s see what this can do now”. She moved my hands away, and reached for my my prick, raising it whilst at the same time easing herself up so that her body hung above me, I could feel the heat of her on my prick as she hung there just for a moment, and then she lowered herself down. My 12-year old prick was just hard enough to ease inside her, gently parting her cunt lips as she lowered throb, I felt her opening to me, I felt the head ease into her and almost click inside as her lips closed over the glans throb. I hadn’t expected the sheer wonder of the sensation I gasped aloud “Ohh, Ohh, Ohh” as she lowered herself onto me. My prick seemed to be coming alive bit by bit as it entered her, each extra millimetre reporting in to my brain as she absorbed it, activating it with her warmth and moisture. Then at last and all too soon, she came to the end of her slow luxurious slide; she had taken all of me straight inside her cunt tube, her lips were closed around the base of my shaft and her mons met mine, her pubic hairs scratching on my as yet hairless pubis. I had slipped from earth into heaven and the warmth of the flaring stars seemed to radiate from inside her. My prick let out a grateful throb as it soaked in her deliciousness. I was speechless, I daren’t move, I didn’t want anything to stop this or interrupt the intensity of the sensation. I was inside a woman, throb – what now she’s moving? “Hmmm” murmured Daphne- she started to raise herself up, I was terrified she wanted to pull off me so I grabbed her hips and thrust myself back into her, I slid back in easily and clung to her body seeking to maintain the penetration. “Careful now” she said, “No need to be in such a hurry” – I wasn’t sure what she meant, I had just been frightened that she meant to pull me out, abandoning me to flop back into cold reality. I wasn’t ready to leave yet. I was desperate to stay in her celestial orbit. Her words were reassuring, so I relaxed my grip and sank back onto the bed. She came down with me and then rose up so that my shaft slid down her cunny tube. Before I popped out she reversed the motion, sinking down and letting me savour the deliciousness of entering her all over again: another slow slide then another! Hmmm we both moaned, and then she pulled up fast and quickly down again. I gasped, I wasn’t ready for that and wasn’t even sure what had happened, I had felt a rush of coldness then pressure around my penis and a flood of warmth as she enveloped me in her warm tightness once again. She was still for a little as I gathered my breath and then she did it again! I gasped in shocked delight, “Please stay on stay on me” I begged. She took no heed and started to work me up and down her vaginal canal as fast or as slowly as she wished- I didn’t yet know that this wasn’t about me, that it is always wise to let a woman take her pleasure when she wants and I cried out for her to hold me inside for longer. But Daphne was in control and she continued to ride me. I became accustomed to the cold chill of the “ups” as I began to understand that they would inevitably be followed by the luscious glide of the “downs” when and I slid easily inside her once more; warmth was restored and I was bathed yet again in her slippery welcome. Once I came to understand that “up” doesn’t have to mean “out” I relaxed and relished the sensations her movements afforded me. The flood was building up again behind the dam, each cycle of rise and fall was incrementally raising the pressure. The tingling in the head of my prick was getting stronger, building, building, building – rising inevitably with each of her downward thrusts to the point where I knew the dam would be able to hold it no longer. The point of release was coming, yes definitely coming- “Uhh”, closer- “Uhh” – closer, -“Uhh” -closer. I tensed against it, but it was inevitable. Bravely I surrendered myself to meet it. She was starting to moan now, her eyes were closed and I could hear her breath coming faster as she worked me up and down inside of her. She started to grind forwards and backwards, rocking to and fro slightly with each downward thrust. It scratched a little but I didn’t mind, the growing urgency in her was exhilarating. I felt things change inside of her, it was as if she had grabbed my prick with her hand (but how could she?). The working of a woman’s vaginal muscles was still a mystery to me, all I knew was a delicious firmness as her vagina gripped my shaft tightly during her ride, my prick twitched a couple of times in response. Then she seemed to convulse on top of me moaning “Uhh, Uhh, Uhh” in time with the twitches inside of her as her own muscles spasmed and gripped, gripped, gripped my shaft. The feeling was unbelievable! The dam burst, the flaring heat of the stars enveloped me, the bed dissolved and I tumbled again headlong into the raw heat of creation as a rushing sound filled my head. This time I was dimly aware, as if a long way off, that my own prick was pulsing, pulsing, pulsing and a feeling as if my very essence was spurting from me deep into Daphne’s thirsty body as my first ever spending rose from my balls. “Arrghh” I screamed as for the first time I felt the male fluid leave me. It was weak and thin with a lack of sperm, but it was plentiful and it rushed to bathe her cervix even as her throbbing pussy rejoiced to receive it… Her cunt muscles responded to my gift and milked my prick just as I had so recently suckled at her breast. I answered with milky spurt after spurt of seminal fluid, emitted just as deep inside her as my straining hips could thrust me.
We both stopped moving and there was silence for a moment, she started to giggle almost hysterically –I felt her body suddenly prickle with goosebumps and she started to tremble uncontrollably on top of me as the strength of the orgasm receded. I too felt cold, so we pulled the quilt over us and lay still. She remained crouched on top of me with my softening penis still closeted within her. “Hmm, hmm- that was good” she said “It’s been a long time and I needed that”. I had to agree that I had needed that too –although I hadn’t known that I did. “So no more preaching” she said with a mock severity, “I’m sorry that I had to force you, but you had to know what you were talking about… its not at all simple is it?” I had to agree, there was no doubt that the feelings she had shown me were the most intense sensations I had ever experienced- or was ever likely to. How could such a thing not be good? How would I have felt now if some prig told me that I should never do this again, but should rather read the bible and seek the strength to resist? I knew it was an unequal struggle; I grew limp and began to slip from Daphne’s body, and, even as my emission began to drip from her to puddle warmly on my stomach, I knew that I wanted to return. I wanted to slip back inside that warm, wonderful, heavenly place, I wanted to refill her with my shaft and my fluid and I wanted to rejoice in the sheer delight of her soft body just as soon as I was able. I had learned my lesson and I just hoped she would let me study some more.

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