Male / Females

ā€œThe Okeanides: Melit?Akast?and Admet?

One can only begin to wonder where I possibly got a name such as this for my latest work of eroticism, but if you know me as well as some, you wouldn’t have to submerge yourself in great depths of research or conjecture for too long.
The Okeanides were the Greek Goddesses of clouds and rain. They rose from the fresh water, earth-encircling stream of their father Okeanos, carrying his waters up to the heavens and raining them down upon the earth. Melit?s the cloud-goddess who represents the fresh taste of rain water (the purest spring water was likewise called honey-sweet by the Greeks). Akast?s the cloud-goddess who represents the unpredictable nature of rainfall. Admet? name is derived from admetos (meaning wild or unbroken) and is the cloud-goddess who represents the wild downfalls of rain.
CHAPTER ONE
“The liquid diamonds rain down upon me and after pooling in certain areas, overflowing, they trickle down my sides. In their path, they leave sensitive skin that is gently tickled with the featherlike touch of a thousand angels’ tongues. Delicate parts, once always hidden from natures most tranquil and exquisite act, now are enraptured by hundreds of caressing melodious tips. I feel the orgasm, intense as ever, building deep within my soul. I cannot help but wonder, is it because of his dancing tongue, hungry lips, or gently nibbling teeth on my most sacred and luscious inner place or is it because of the rain that gently smothers my naked body with soft wet kissesā€
Oh but how did I arrive at this most incredible junction of my young life Before jumping ahead of myself, allow me to take you back in time, to where all this excitement first began.
As a young girl, dressed in a pretty dress of satiny white lace and matching socks with ruffles that shadowed small white shoes, I found myself more than once in trouble for ruining such elegant attire. Though having all the delicate looks of a collector’s china doll that had escaped and climbed down the shelves that held me, I also had the rambunctious urges normally held within that of a typical young boy. I found it almost impossible to stay out of the fresh puddles that the heaven’s had just painted upon earths thirsty surface. More than once did I see my mother’s disappointed glare as I stood ankles deep in the murky waters that coaxed me and teased me to come in and play.
As a child unlike other children, I would be quite happy, when out playing, to see the summers’ sunny sky turn gray with the ominous clouds of a brewing storm. As my friends gathered up their belongings and raced home, with all attempts to win the race against the oncoming drops of rain, I would welcome it with open arms.
As I grew older, out of childhood and into my early teen years, I noticed a remarkable change within me. The excitement that I had all my life over rain was quite honestly taking on a whole new meaning, one that at first I wasn’t quite sure about, but one that not many years later, I began to understand. I started to love, even more, the feeling of water in general; baths, showers, the pool. I found myself remaining in it for as long as I could whenever time allowed. The simple pleasure of being surrounded by it and having my naked body enveloped and caressed by it, was just magnificent.
As I grew up to become a young lady, it was then that my mind began to envision the pleasure and excitement that water brought to me, especially rain. My mind quite simply became the stage for displaying my inner passions by portraying the love and excitement I had for rain. The wonderful feeling of it massaging my skin, as well as the elegant rhythmic sound it played while tapping on my windows, aroused me like nothing else. Upon that stage, the innocent portrayal gradually changed as did I and soon became an intense fantasy, a fantasy I would live with for many years to come, and one I so many times longed for, to become a reality.
CHAPTER TWO
I arrived home after a night out and feeling rather restless still, even though it is quite late; I wasn’t ready to settle down just yet. I figured a nice bubble bath would relax me enough to release me from the grasps of high energy. Heading to my bathroom, I began running the water, placing my hand within its flow to adjust the temperature that would be most comforting. I dropped in some scented oil beads and poured in the bubbles. I then lit a few vanilla scented candles, turned out the lights and went into my bedroom to disrobe.
Upon reentering the bathroom, first I was hit by the romantic glow of the candles, then by their enticing scent. The two sensations added to the overall ambience of the entire room and instantly I felt my body react. I walked up the two steps into my tub and stepped down into the absolute pleasure of my watery haven. As soon as my foot entered the tub, a million tiny bubbles enveloped it. Due to the sudden contrast of the normal air that hugged me and the hot water that grasped my foot, goose bumps quickly encompassed my entire body and my nipples instantly hardened. I sighed loudly and inhaled a deep breath of air.
I inundated myself in the water and its alluring effects quickly surrounded every inch of my nakedness. I lay back and felt the soothing liquid move smoothly up my sides, soon engulfing me completely with its wet heat.
I lay there silently watching the gentle flicker of the candles flames dance against the bathroom walls. I gazed to the stars as I peered out the huge skylights at the clear skies of heaven above me. My mind wondered, as it usually does in this state of total relaxation, to the night’s events, and beyond to what the future ones may hold. I now had my eyes closed and was dreamily thinking of more passionate scenarios. I was thinking of how nice it would be to have someone in here with me, right now, with his naked body pressed up against mine.
I would feel his smooth skin and gently run my fingers across it, anywhere, everywhere that I could touch. I would feel his flaccid cock, pressed up against my thigh, grow erect under the exquisite feeling of itinerant hands; smiling as it throbs. I’d moan ever so quietly as his hands too, caress my skin and work their way gradually, teasingly, toward my more delicate regions.
In the depths of my now overly excited state, my hands gently massage my breasts, pinching the nipples before wandering downwards to the innermost source and reason of my naughty thoughts. Imagining that my hands are his, I run my fingertips up both inner thighs, pressing firmly on each to spread my legs further. I raise my knees slightly, tilting them outwards, to accommodate his mental request.
Now with my legs spread, I creatively build within my mind, his fingers as they approach my sensitive and excited pussy. Very gently I feel them trace around the entire region, before one finds its way to the slit and rubs delicately across the entrance to my sexual being.
I shiver as his finger continues to run up and down the folds of my pussy, swirling around the slippery opening of my desire, and then periodically stopping to caress my button of lust. My clit, now swollen, sends shockwaves throughout my body each time the finger makes contact with it. I move my other hand ever so slowly into action, continuing to pretend it is his. I feel as it gently parts my puffy, wet lips giving instant access to the other hand. Fingers that were gently rubbing instantly find their way to the tight opening and hesitate not at all, to slowly proceed inward. I breathe in heavily as one finger penetrates me, then two. I feel the tightness of my pussy give way ever so slightly to the invading digits before grasping them firmly.
I arch my back, pushing my breasts upward, out of the hot water, into the cooler air as I plunge my fingers, his fingers, deeply inside over and over again. A moan escapes my lips as I feel the deep incursion. I bask in self pleasure as my mind continues to imagine that it is my lovers fingers that are sawing in and out of my pussy at an increased pace. Every so often the fingers stop only to gently rub my swollen nub.
I imagine of what would be next. Would his lips take the place of fingers Would his tongue dance deep within me Or would his hugely swollen cock, unable to refrain any longer, slowly slide inside My mind quickly races past the oral mentation and straight to the thickness of a nice juicy cock. Instinctively my hand goes to my mouth and I suck teasingly on a finger as if my imaginations’ wish came true. Oh how I love to pleasure a man with my mouthā€, I think to myself. The feeling of a fat vein-rippled shaft sliding between my tightly clasping lips is exquisite. The nudging of a big bulbous plum-like head up against the back of my throat is even more incredibleā€. I can almost imagine the delicious taste of his precum as it leaks onto my hungry tongue.
I lay in my hot bath sucking on one finger and being generously fucked by another. My young naughty mind was just about to slowly drift to another incredible contrivance of the two small fingers being two fat cocks instead, both working me over simultaneously. The silence was suddenly broken, however, as was the frenzy of a sexual adventure I was working myself into; but the phone had other plans. The ring startled me and caused my heart to beat faster than it already was beating. Now who could that be at this hourā€, I hissed, knowing that I was thrust out of a fantastic sexual journey in an instant. I heard my answering machine kick on but couldn’t make out who it was. Whoever it is, it better be importantā€, I mumbled. Slowly standing up on trembling legs, I reached for a towel and enjoyed the feeling of the water as it cascaded down my body.
I pressed the play button on the answering machine, Hey galā€, chirped Lisa. Are we still on for tomorrow Call and let me knowā€. I had planned to have a few friends over to swim in the afternoon as the temperature was supposed to soar well into the nineties. I called and let her know, definitelyā€. Of course before hanging up I just had to sarcastically let her know of her interposal and of the state I was in when it occurred. She just laughed and half-heartedly apologized.
CHAPTER THREE
I awoke to the euphonious sound of birds chirping and to the imagery of sunbeams permeating into my room . I lay sprawled out naked on top of my satin sheets and thought to myself, good thing no one entered my room or they would see all that I have to offer.ā€ I hopped out of bed , went to the French doors and enthusiastically swung them both open. I was instantly impinged by the warmth of a beautiful summer day. Both the heat on my body and the fresh morning air enthralled me and I found myself unable to move momentarily. I then stepped out into Mother Nature’s morning light and allowed her to wrap her arms around me and hold me tightly. A sigh of contentment eluded my lips.
I quickly went inside, showered and prepared myself to meet the summer day that awaited my arrival. I put on the skimpiest of tanning bikinis that I owned and headed downstairs. My parents were both up already, and I chuckled as I watched my Dad’s eyebrows rise over the top of his coffee mug from the sight of his daughters’ scant attire. Relax Dad,ā€ I said to him as I gave him a good morning hug. I’m just going to the backyard.ā€ I kissed him on the forehead and turned to give my Mom a hug and kiss too. We’re going shopping in a few and will be back later onā€, she said. We’ll lock the front door on our way outā€, she added. Okā€, I replied as I headed out to the pool area.
I set my towel on a lounge chair and walked to the pool’s edge, dipping a foot briefly into the cool oasis. I strolled to the steps and slowly walked in. I always love the feeling of water creeping up my body as I submerge myself slowly into its cool depths. I swam across the length of the pool and stopped at the furthest edge. Leaning my head back and holding on with my hands, I kicked my feet upward in the water a few times. I then swam to my floatation bed, climbed up on it and lay back, deciding it was time to soak up a few rays.
I was floating in a dream-like state for about ten minutes when suddenly I heard the squeak of the gate opening. I looked up and saw Jake, the pool guy enter the back yard. Even though he was there to take care of the pool duties, I didn’t really want to get out just yet. He said hi gorgeousā€ and came over to the edge of the pool. He always called me gorgeous which was so flattering. I said hello Jakeā€ and asked him if he needed me to get out of the pool. He said nope, you can just lay there looking as hot as ever. It makes my job that much better. Plus, I’m not going to put the chemicals in until this evening, so you’re fine right where you are.ā€ I giggled and told him to tell me if I was in his way.
I lay my head back on the inflated cushion of the air bed and closed my eyes. I was thinking of Jake pretty heavily at that moment . He was a few years older than me, but was a great looking guy. He was an avid surfer with a ripped body, a beautiful tan and that typical beach boy look. He’d been maintaining our pool for a couple years now and we’d had a strong flirtatious relationship happening, but it never went further than that.
I watched out of the corner of my eye as he began skimming the surface of the water and noticed how he couldn’t keep his eyes off me. I giggled inside knowing what kind of affect I was having on him. I love how his muscles flexed as he held the skimmer tightly and maneuvered it around the surface of the pool. I would do himā€, I thought to myself. Strip him of his clothes, push him down on the lounge chair, mount his stiff cock, and ride him like a wild woman.ā€ Just at that moment, he asked if he could use the bathroom. I told him sure, use the one in the house or the pool houseā€. He slipped into the pool house and my mind suddenly drifts off into thoughts of the oh-so-famous-scene from Fast Times at Ridgemont High .
There’s poor Jake, flustered from watching me almost naked, floating around the pool he is so desperately trying to clean. Just a mere few feet out of his grasp is the object of his frustration. His poor cock is straining inside his shorts, straining to be free. I picture him in the bathroom, sliding down his shorts and releasing his cock. Swollen it is, rock hard and throbbing. His hand instantly wraps around the thick shaft and begins to pump vigorously back and forth as he watches me from the window. He undresses me with his mind, removing the bikini from my body, leaving me floating naked. Staring at my more than ample breasts and my smoothly shaved pussy he pumps his cock faster, gripping the thick shaft more tightly with each passing moment. He spits in his hand and rubs the wet saliva all over his cock before commencing the hand job. I envisage the wet sounds his hand now makes as it slides back and forth over the rippled skin. I picture in my mind his raging cock now throbbing as his hand pummels it back and forth vehemently.
I see his balls swinging freely between his thighs as he pumps his dick mercilessly, driving it ever closer to the release he so desperately desires. Whispering my name over and over he imagines his cock spreading my pussy lips and thrusting deeply into the tight wetness. The raging head now purple and painfully swollen is aimed directly at me in the pool. His mind then places him over top of me, straddling me on the floatation bed, pounding his dick and pointing it towards my pretty face. Then I watch, within my mind, as his cock explodes all over the bathroom wall and all over his hand and fingers; Dripping and running down the tiles. He watches it within his mind as his cock explodes all over my face, neck and chest; Dripping off my lips and chin. He pumps the softening shaft a few more times releasing the last remaining droplets of hot sperm from the tip…
Jake suddenly emerges from the pool house and I search for any clue that my imagination wasn’t running rampant; sadly I find none. He continues his job at hand, flirting with me none the less. As he continues to clean, I feel him undressing me with his beautiful eyes and I see an obvious bulge growing within his shorts. I blink a few times trying to ward off the impending figment of imagination within my mind but soon realize that this time I’m not imagining it at all. Jake’s cock is seriously hardening and I can’t help but wonder what he’s thinking about as he stares at me. My eyes leave his bulging shorts and seek out his eyes and I see him grinning at me knowing I was checking out his hard-on. I tried my best at acting nonchalant but apparently he didn’t buy into my innocence.
Suddenly, without speaking, he just pulls his shorts down. I gasp loudly as his raging cock bounces free. He grasps it in his hand and strokes it slowly back and forth over the entire thick length. I am transfixed to his dick as he continues to jerk off in front of me. He then jumps into the water and swims over towards my air bed. Taking my legs one by one, he quickly spreads them, pushing my feet off and into the water. Then, using his strength, Jake grips the width of the air bed and curls the end downward into the water as he climbs up between my spread thighs. Feeling as though I am in some type of hypnotic state, Jake suddenly pulls me towards the end of the air bed, near the pool water, and with one swift move places his fingers into the crotch panel of my bikini bottoms. He then proceeds to pull it aside exposing my hot bare pussy for his eyes to devour.
He tilts his head closer and lavishly licks my puffy bald pussy lips from bottom to top over and over, soaking them with his saliva. Then just as quickly, he plunges his tongue into my opening as far as it will go. I squeal out loudly with the pleasure I instantly begin to feel. He begins to bob his head up and down, driving his firm tongue in and out of my, now wet pussy, like a slippery little cock. I moan loudly with each inward thrust and scream each time he stops to wiggle the tip deeply within me. I can’t believe this is happening but am lost in the wonderful feeling this pool guy is giving me. My pussy is on fire and the flames are quickly spreading throughout my entire body. He continues to tongue fuck my pussy with an incredible intensity. As his tongue lashes my slit his thumbs massage my lips and clit driving me absolutely crazy.
After a little while, he pushes the floatation bed to the pool steps, and straddling me, he walks up them. With one leg on each side of me, his hard fleshy pole is right in front of my face. As he leans forward the tip nudges my full lips and begs for me to open. I oblige and let him in. Jake instantly pushes his fat head all the way to the back of my throat. Quickly he begins a pumping motion, driving his nice cock in and out of my mouth. My tongue tries to keep up and swirl around the head with each thrust, but Jake is just moving too fast. I feel his balls slapping my chin as he continues to fuck my mouth. Without notice he stops and withdraws his cock completely. My eyes open just as his cock erupts. Hot sperm blasts out of the tip and all over my face. Glob after glob of sticky jism squirts from the tip and splashes on my cheeks, nose, and lips…then…
Another splash hits me…ā€what the…ā€ I open my eyes and notice my day dreaming has again gotten the best of me. Just then Jake splashes pool water at me again, splashing me in the face. Hey sleeping beauty, I’m done for the day and am heading out. Do you need anything else before I goā€ he asks. I think to myself do I ever need somethingā€, but I only look at him strangely and mumble a soft, no thank you sweetie.ā€
CHAPTER FOUR
I head inside and get a glass of cold lemonade and grab the phone. Walking back outside I call Lisa and tell her to get her butt over here. She says, I was getting ready to come over, but thunderstorms are brewing, so I figured I’d wait a little while to see what the weather is going to do.ā€ (tut) The sky is totally blue, but ok, come on over as soon as you canā€, I reply. Just after hanging up with Lisa, the phone rings. Helloā€. Well hi there baby dollā€, Jim’s sweet voice echoes. Hello sweetheart, whatcha doingā€ I reply. Well I was about to ask you the same thing, wanna see meā€ he asks. I quickly respond with an enthusiastic Oh that would be wonderful, come on over.ā€ I’ll be there in a fewā€ Jim states.
After about ten minutes the door bell chimes and my heart instantly begins to flutter. My sweetheart has a way of making that happen. I swing open the front door and we throw our arms around each other immediately. I feel my breasts press against him. His lips soon find mine and we kiss each other passionately causing my body to tingle with arousal. After a few minutes Jim steps back and looks me up and down stating his approval of my tiny bikini. My God Lil’B you look absolutely hot. Mmmm mmmm.ā€ Giggling I assert, Well thank you. Flattery will get you everywhere, you knowā€
Jim comes in and I offer him a glass of lemonade before we both head out back to the pool. I watch as he kicks off his sandals before removing his t-shirt from his muscle toned body. He is very good looking and I get this funny tingling sensation every time I look at him. His body is just an incredible chiseled work of art, tanned and solid. I just want to jump on him right there and then, but I somehow find the ability to control myself.
We swim for a while under the burning hot sun and I savor the moment of being in Jim’s arms in the deep-end of the pool. He kisses me so softly and his tongue gently parts my lips as it seeks out mine. My whole body is feeling a pleasure I always dream of. While cool water embraces me, his strong legs are entangled with mine and I’m held by the strong protective arms of my lover, as our tongues dance a slow dance of a passionate kiss. I tremble with excitement from the pleasurable curiosity of where it will go from here.
We are both startled suddenly and our kiss is broken, as thunder fills the silence. Jim quickly states, Ok, that’s enough, we’re outta here.ā€ Of course, with my love for thunder and water, it takes a little bit more to get me out of the pool, but after a few moments I comply with his request.
Quickly the sky turns black and lights up with the display of Mother Nature’s electrical fury. We both head inside. While the storm rages outside, my excitement level is at an all time high. Jim waits in my bedroom while I rinse off. I get done in the shower, and wrapping myself in a towel, I saunter out to my bedroom. Kissing Jim, I walk to my French doors and peer out to the wonderful watery world. The storms warm breeze blows through the open doors and embraces me with its firm grasp. I cannot help but undo the towel and drop it to the carpeted floor. Naked, I stroll out onto my deck into the heavy rains. Oh what an exquisite feelingā€, I think to myself. I feel the water pouring down my skin, trickling and tickling me. The delicate sound of thunder, now passed by, rumbles in the near distance.
Brandi, what are you doing Get your ass in hereā€ I hear Jim say from the bedroom. I turn to face him standing in the door way looking at me like I have lost my mind; I have, I presume. My mind has traveled off into a heavenly place, somewhere far, far from this earth. I step towards him seductively and gripping his shorts by the waistband, I pull him out onto the deck into the rain with me. His objections only last for the briefest of moments as my mouth locks onto his and my tongue dances between his semi-parted lips.
We continue kissing through the most tender and passionate kiss I have ever experienced in my life. The only thing coming between us at that moment is the pouring rain; rain that I love oh so dearly. I break the kiss abruptly and reach within the doorway to my fallen towel. I quickly lay it out on the deck at the feet of Jim. Kneeling down and looking up to him with blue eyes that always speak a thousand sexy words, I undo, slowly, Jim’s shorts and with one quick motion, I pull them to his ankles. I tremble with excitement as I look upon his beautifully tanned and muscled body, naked before me, as water from heaven flows down every inch of his skin. His cock hangs limply but plump between two extremely strong thighs and I am mesmerized by the rain water that trickles down the shaft to the tip where it falls to the towel below. I cannot help but sigh and lick my soaked lips at the sight before me.
I reach out a hand and lovingly take his flaccid cock firmly, gripping the shaft. The heat of his member against the cool rain is an exciting contrast which only promotes my own feelings of lust that are building within me. Instantly, I feel his manhood react to my touch and begin to swell to the bigger proportions that I love so much. I gently take my other hand and massage his wet balls as I slide the other up and down the length of his growing shaft. Soon I hold the prized possession of a hugely throbbing monster of meat within the grasp of my tiny palm and fingers. I have always been amazed at the way a man’s penis transforms from the smaller version and morphs into a raging, hard as steel one. It is just such an incredible phenomenon.
I lean ever so slightly and place my tongue to just the tip of Jim’s cockhead. Rain water, flowing from his dick, fills my mouth and Instead of swallowing it, I save it in my mouth until it’s almost full. Once my mouth is full of water, I then enclose it around the head of Jim’s inflamed flesh. Locking my lips tightly around the engorged shaft, I proceed to swirl my tongue and the rain water all around him. He moans his approval at the sensation I am obviously causing him to feel. He firmly entangles his fingers in my hair as I suck on his cock and give him the mind altering blow job that I so proudly can give. My hand gripping his rod works up and down, and at the same time twists in a circular motion, as my lips work over every inch of his throbbing member. As I suck on Jim, I try to look up into his face to see the enjoyment I know he’s feeling, however the rain is falling far to hard to be able to keep my eyes open. I love to look into a mans face while I suck on his hard-on, and see the different expressions as I change through various motions, leading up to a deep-throating that will assure a very satisfactory orgasm on my mans part.
As his groans become more verbal and his hips involuntarily begin their thrusting, fucking motion, pushing his cock into my mouth and closer to my throat, I quicken my pace of both my hand and my mouth. Soon my mouth is meeting the hard thrusts that Jim offers. He then yells out with a loud final grunt that he is going to cum. I release his swollen appendage from the confines of my mouth and pound my hand up and down his long fat shaft. After only a few strong strokes, the first of his many orgasmic eruptions occur. His fiery hot cum, sprays my face, my lips, and my mouth. I quickly take the bulbous head between my lips where again and again his cock fires its loaded ammunition. I swallow every drop of Jim’s delicious seed, until there is no more to be released. I suck and lick clean every inch of softening cock and savor the taste of my sweetheart.
On trembling knees, Jim reaches down to me and kisses me deeply, a thankful appreciative type kiss that I always take as a job very well doneā€. He then pushes me back gently to the deck, to the towel, to my soon to be paradise I have yet to ever feel; making love in the rain. He then kneels down between my spread legs and placing both hands on my thighs, parts them ever so gently, further apart. I feel his first kiss on my inner thigh and it strikes me as powerful as the lightening that not too long ago streaked across the ominous sky. His kisses of delicious passion move slowly upward, as does his tongue, licking the rain waters from my heated skin. Then his tongue runs up the outer edges of my labia; wet from the rain, wet from excitement, my smooth shaven pussy quivers at the simplest of caresses his tongue delivers. I feel his thumbs reach inward and gently open me, immediately allowing his hot tongue to slither inside. I scream out from pleasure, and moan loudly, continuously, as he pushes its wiggling length, deeper. My hands grasp my breasts and pinch my nipples hard as my body serenders to Jim completely and trembles from the implausible feelings his tongue is causing me to obtain.
I lay on my back staring through squinting eyes to the sky above me. The tears of angels, their liquid diamonds, pour down upon me in a delectable fury and after pooling in certain areas, overflowing, they trickle down my sides. In their path, they leave sensitive skin that is gently tickled with the featherlike touch of a thousand angels’ tongues. Delicate parts, once always hidden from natures most tranquil and exquisite act, now are enraptured by hundreds of caressing melodious tips. I feel the orgasm, intense as ever, building deep within my soul. I cannot help but wonder, is it because of his dancing tongue, hungry lips, or gently nibbling teeth on my most sacred and luscious inner place or is it because of the rain that gently smothers my naked body with soft wet kisses
My hearing becomes faint, and my eyes a blur as a mysterious fog envelopes me quickly. I feel as though my head is spinning as I approach the beginning stages of what feels to be a tremendous orgasm. I feel myself getting unusually dizzy then I black out entirely. I awaken to the distinct sound of birds chirping. The harmonious sound of birds chirping combined with the rains rhythmic patterns as it falls to the ground. I look up to blue skies, bright blue with absolutely no clouds at all, however the rain is still falling, heavily. My heart skips a beat as I notice three beautiful young girls standing beside me, overlooking me. They are gorgeous from head to toe. I begin to speak, but a gentle finger touches my lips, stopping me.
All three, wear sheer gowns that cascade to the ground with a fabric that appears almost liquid-like. Their magnificent bodies show through the thin fabric and are encompassed with a light glow. All their movements are smooth and accompanied with incredible grace. I again begin to speak. Who are you Where amā€¦.ā€ Again I am hushed.
We are the Okeanides, the Greek Goddesses of clouds and the rain,ā€ one begins to speak in a soft angelic voice. I am Admet ? the Goddess who represents the wild downfalls of rain and these are my two sisters, Melit?he Goddess representative of the fresh taste of rain water, and Akast?the Goddess whom represents the unpredictable nature of rainfall. We are the daughters, raised from the fresh water stream of our father Okeanos, the God of Water. We were created to carry the waters of our father up to the heavens and rain them down upon your earth.ā€
We have been watching you for a lifetime, play, cherish, and excite yourself from our heavenly downfalls,ā€ Akast?hirps in. Yes and it was our fathers wish to bring you here, YOUR wish of a lifetime to be here; though a silent wish deep within your heart, a very loud wish to our ears,ā€ adds Melit? Admet?continues, There are a chosen few whom cherish our rain as much as you, to those who wish for it and do not curse it away, a very chosen few that have the opportunity to live that which you are about to experience. Welcome to our world Brandi, welcome.ā€
I close my eyes believing that my silly daydreams have really gotten the best of me now. Or this is one heck of an intense orgasm Jim is causing. Upon opening my eyes I realize that it is neither, as the so-called Goddesses are still standing there. I shake my head to clear it of the mental mirage, nothing. This is incredible, impossible, but incredible,ā€ I state loudly. Standing, my eyes look around. I am no longer on my deck but in an amazing world of disbelief. Rain, rain, everywhere, and rainbows arching over lush tropical forests, with gorgeous cascading waterfalls, descending into sparkling clear lagoons. And rain, as I said, lots of rain, falling from azure skies; my paradise of paradises.
I am taken by the warm wet hand of Admet? Melit?nd Akast?nd I am lead to a crystal palace only yards from where we were. As we get closer I notice the entire palace is made from water, or of water, but how I wonder. I run my hand under the warm stream of the wall nearest me; water, the entire structure is nothing but water. I am now truly amazed as well as breathless. The Goddesses lead me to the entrance which is closed by two immense waterfall gates. Gripping my hand more firmly they walk through the falling waters and pull me with them until we end up on the other side, the inside of the palace. Wiping the water from my eyes I am awestruck by the beauty that lies before me.
A flowery garden as far as my eyes can see, with giant butterflies, fluttering, and the brightest of rainbows lighting the pathways. I notice however, that no rain is falling, but why. I ask the sisters and they tell me that the rains only fall every hour within the palace walls, the rest of the time is a glorious sunny day.
The girls take me by the hands and lead me to a secluded garden in the palace, where I am greeted and introduced to four servants. These are our Love Servants and will prepare you for your wish and assist us in the fulfillment of your life’s’ fantasy,ā€ the sisters all say with a smile. My mind is reeling with unpronounced thoughts and wonderment of what is to come. They lay me down on a giant pedestal like platform about waist high that is covered with silky soft rose petals of numerous colors. Immediately I feel my body being caressed by numerous hands. My breasts are squeezed, my pussy is petted and stroked, and my legs are grasped firmly and spread gently. I feel soft kisses all over my skin, but see no faces that are bent down to kiss.
I am passionately and deeply kissed suddenly and at the same time I feel a tongue lapping at my now glossy wet slit. The kiss continues as a tongue dances within my mouth and frolics with my own. The other tongue has now worked its way inside my sizzling hot pussy and wiggles deeply inside causing screams of pleasure to explode within my throat, screams that are unable to escape through lips that are preoccupied. At the same time I feel lips sucking on my clit and numerous ones on my breasts. I am just totally lost in absolute ecstasy as I have never felt such wonderful stimulation. My body is quickly losing control as I feel an extreme orgasm building deep within. I tremble uncontrollably as all the astonishing lips and tongues drive me ever closer.
With my eyes closed, I have no idea what is about to occur, until it does. Suddenly I feel my pussy lips gently spread open by, I assume, the Love Servants and a very large sponge-like object nudges up against my pussy opening. I soon learn that the object is a well endowed cock, for as it enters me it is followed by many inches of thick shaft. I feel every ripple and vein as it slides along my inner walls, opening me as it is driven inside. I cannot lift my head at all from the kiss I still receive, but moan loudly as the fleshy intruder burrows deeper into my inner space. My pussy is so wet that the huge cock slides in smoothly, but I feel myself being stretched open to accommodate both its girth and length.
Soon my arms are outstretched and a fat dick is placed in each hand. I immediately grasp them firmly, almost to hold on, as my bearings are still a little bit fuzzy. My head is then lowered slowly backward and another stout cock nudges up against my lips. Almost as planned, the one in my pussy suddenly throbs which causes me to scream out, and when I do, the cock at my face is inserted into my open mouth. Pleasure soon overtakes me as I have never felt so much throbbing, pulsating flesh before.
All at once, they begin sliding back and forth. The one in my pussy and my mouth synchronize there movement perfectly as do the two cocks in my hands. As they all speed up their movements, I again feel tongues caressing me all over. My nipples and clit are sucked on gently by angel soft lips and tickling tongues. I tremble again with unbelievable excitement and pleasure beyond anything I could ever imagine. As I am pumped by incredible manhood, a gentle rain begins to fall. My heart beats as fast as ever with the knowledge that my fantasy is truly becoming a reality. All four cocks speed up as the falling rain falls harder, and then I actually feel them grow. As the rain gets harder so do the cocks and with each passing minute they actually grow to about two inches larger. Oh my God’ I scream out as my pussy is stretched almost painfully now, but the pleasure far surpasses any pain.
After about fifteen minutes, all four dicks are removed from their places and my head is raised back up to a level where I can see. Three gorgeous naked men surround me and pump their spectacular penises in their hands, but one man, between my spread thighs is unrecognizable, as the light that surrounds him is nearly blinding. Unexpectedly, with guttural moans, I watch as the men’s cocks explode in synchronized orgasms. Their cum powerfully blasts out and splashes onto my tummy, breasts and face. They keep coming, over and over, like I have never seen, and their sperm rains down on me until I am just covered in the sticky, hot jism. Immediately I watch as the Goddess sisters begin to lick it all off me. Their tongues travel over every inch of my glazed body until I am licked entirely clean.
My attention again is brought back to the man between my legs, as he once more pushes his fat member into my tunnel of lust. He now pulls me to the edge of the pedestal so that my ass is barely on it and begins again to fuck me like I never thought possible. I scream as his cock just punches its way into my pussy over and over again. I am held down tightly as I am relentlessly pounded by this solo cock, and by the man whose identity I still don’t know. For at least twenty minutes or more his swollen, steel hard cock saws it’s way in and out of me, driving me ever so closer to an incredible orgasm that has built for what seems like hours now. The rain continues to pour down on us, harder than any rain I have ever seen and hotter than any I have ever felt.
My brain suddenly explodes with millions of colors, almost like a fireworks display within my mind. A full spectrum of light ignites my senses and again I feel the sucking lips and licking tongues all over my most sensitive parts as the incredible phallus continues to fuck me senseless. I grit my teeth and tighten my muscles as I am racked by an incredibly intense orgasm. My toes curl, my fists clench and my head rocks from side to side. As my pussy contracts, the talented cocksman never once lets up, as he continues the same pace of slamming his flesh pole in and out. I scream out loudly as I continue to erupt in orgasm, trembling uncontrollably. I feel my juices squeeze out through the seal between the shaft of cock and my taut stretched pussy lips. It is then washed away quickly in the heavy rains and I feel it pour down my body and between the cheeks of my ass, before dripping away. Still the great penis slides in and out of my now juicy wet quim, but only for a few moments, before I hear a roar of pleasure. I feel the cock swell that much larger and pound so much harder before a scorching flood of liquid fire empties into my hot wet depths. Throb after throb deposits my unknown lovers cum, deep inside my tightly gripping pussy, coating my insides with a creamy finish. A gallon of cum feels like it fills me, as the cock continues to throb and blast its baby making seed inside.
Soon the throbs and thrusts diminish, and almost at the same time the rain stops. I lay there spent, entirely, as I feel my lover withdraw his now softening penis. I flood of cum pours out and down my ass once the fleshy plug is removed. I lie there with eyes closed, as pictures flash within my mind, of the incredible sexual occurrence that I just experienced.
I open my eyes and find myself back on my deck, back with my sweetheart. The rain is still slowly falling. Jim is on top of me, holding my legs behind my knees with his arms, and pounding his cock into my pussy. With one final thrust he bellows, I’m comingā€ and I feel his cock flare up and pump the first discharge of a massive load into me. With each spurt he thrusts forward, driving his cock inward and forcing the deposited cum out between where are bodies are interlocked. Jim continues to piston his cock in and out of me until his orgasm subsides and his balls are drained completely dry.
After a few moments, Jim pulls out of me and as he slowly rises I look at his fantastic body, glistening with the mixture of sweat and rain. I eye his plump cock dangling semi-erect and coated with a radiant luster of our mixed orgasmic juices. What a God of a manā€, I think to myself, an absolute Godā€.
Within the gentle summer breeze that encircles me, I hear the soft voices and playful giggles of sweet girls’, three Goddesses from a far off place whispering my name. It is then that I know my life-long fantasy of making love in the rain has finally come true.
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Aux Ed – Part Three

Note: this is a continuation of Aux Ed and features sex between adults and young teens. If you are offended, please do not read further. As always, comments are always appreciated.
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Aux Ed ā€“ Part Three
John Burke now officially loved his job. Not only did he get to help form young minds, but now that he was part of the ā€œAux Edā€ program ā€“ he also got to teach them the finer points of sexuality and sexual technique. His mentor-teacher, Nicole Robins, had been very helpful ā€œexposingā€ the new teacher to this unique program ā€“ designed to reduce the incidents of STDs and unwanted pregnancy.
After finishing his day getting a very memorable blow-job and covering one of his favorite studentsā€™ tits with his cum (see part two), John left the school with a smile on his face. Sure, the pay wasnā€™t great and the hours were brutal, but the opportunity to be surrounded by so much young, firm flesh was making it all worthwhile.
Upon getting home, John did the usual ā€“ check the mail, change out of his work clothes and into a comfy pair of oversized shorts and a t-shirt and flipped on the TV while he started his daily routine on his outdated (but given to him free by his sister) exercise equipment. He was just finishing up when he heard a faint knock on the door.
He was both surprised and pleased to see Nicole Robins on the other side of the door. Nicole was still dressed from work and looked every bit the teacher part. He blonde hair was still in a tight bun and her glasses still framing her cute, youngish face. Before he could get out a simple ā€œHiā€, Nicole was pushing towards him and kissing his lips with reckless abandon. John, being the gentleman that he was, kissed her back ā€“ connecting her probing tongue with his. He felt Nicoleā€™s hand reaching toward the drawstring of his shorts and her hand pushing down toward his manhood.
Stumbling back, John took a seat on the couch as the young teacher stood before him. ā€œWatching you cum all over Alexaā€™s boobs really turned me on,ā€ she said as she quickly unbuttoned her blouse, exposing her sheer black bra encasing her smallish, but firm tits. As John removed his shirt, he watched Nicole unzip her skirt and emerge in a matching pair of lacy, black panties. With is cock now growing by the second, he pushed off his shorts, exposing himself to his coworker.
Nicole took in Johnā€™s manhood with her eager eyes. He did have a beautiful cock and she was eager to take her turn with his now-erect dick. She reached behind and unclasped her bra ā€“ exposing her larger, pert breasts to John, now removing the last bit of his clothing before her. Nicole always loved her tits, and she ran a hand across her firm nipples in a seductive pose. Next, she hooked her lacy panties with her thumbs ā€“ pushing them down quickly as she now felt so aroused she could hardly stand it. Her pussy had one small strip of blonde hair, so light that it almost looked bare ā€“ she could tell John was as excited as she was as she took to her knees, eager to suck Mr. Burkeā€™s cock.
John felt Nicoleā€™s mouth engulf his hard, thick rod and it took his breath away. Her tongue moved over his cock-head over and over, sending shivers up his spine. Her hand rubs and tugs at this balls as he moans and runs his hands through her soft, blonde hair. Nicole begins to move her head up and down with ever increasing speed, tasting the salty, sticky pre-cum that was emerging from his throbbing fuck-stick.
John could no longer hold back. With a suddenness that surprised both he and Nicole, ribbons of cum shot out of his cock. The young sexy teacher managed to capture most of it all in her mouth, but was somewhat surprised at the speed he came ā€“ and had some of the hot, warm fluid leak out of her mouth. Not wanting to waste any, she swallowed the warm fluid ā€“ enjoying the taste of this new conquest. A few small drops trickled onto Nicoleā€™s now-erect nipple ā€“ a problem that the young teacher was more than happy to remedy as she licked her own tit, cleaning the cum off of herself.
ā€œNow it is your turn,ā€ whispered John as he pushed Nicole back on to the couch. He crawled up between her knees, and spread her thighs apart. Not wanting to surprise her, he kissed her shapely thighs before diving into her pussy. He couldnā€™t resist running his tongue all over her sex as he always loved going down on girls. With a flat tongue, he ran his tongue up and down her pussy ā€“ from her cute little asshole to her clitoris. Up and down he moves, hearing Nicole moan and meekly state ā€œThatā€™s it. Eat my wet pussy.ā€ This message continues to spur John on and he increases his speed and pushes the bridge of his nose into her now sopping wet pussy. As he inserted a finger into her very wet pussy, John knew that Nicole was near the edge of cumming and he wasnā€™t going to let her get away without a good fucking. Luckily, her moans re-energize the male teacher and his cock rises to attention once again.
Unable to contain himself, he took Nicole by the hand and led her to the low-lying coffee table in front of his couch. He placed her hands on the far edge while his hands continued to dance around her now-quivering pussy. Arching her back, Nicole positioned herself to allow John to enter her. He is more than happy to oblige as he guides his arching cock into her soft, wet pussy. She is surprised at the size of John as his cock began to stretch out her very eager pussy. Once inside, she loves the feel of him filling up her fuck hole and moving back and forth. She is even more turned on to hear him lean over and whisper in her ear ā€œI am going to fuck you pussy like no one else has,ā€ and she responds with a low moan and by pushing her backside into his thrusts. Faster and faster he fucks her, and moves his hand to her overly-sensitive clit, rubbing it as he continues to push into Nicole over and over again. She can not contain her screams as she cums harder than she can ever remember. Shaking, she barely notices her partner taking his cock out of her pussy and depositing more cum on her back and her small, puckered asshole.
ā€œLooks like I am a mess,ā€ said Nicole as she accepted a clean towel from John. ā€œStill, there are worse ways to get dirty.ā€
ā€œI love you dirty,ā€ replied John. ā€œThe dirtier the better.ā€
ā€œOh, Iā€™ve got plans for you,ā€ quipped Ms. Robins. ā€œMeet me in my classroom at 7:00 tomorrow, before school, and Iā€™ll make sure your day starts off right.ā€
ā€œOh ā€“ I will be there. Remember, I am an early riser,ā€ replied the male teacher as he wiped his cock clean. ā€œIā€™ll make sure I am there.ā€
ā€œBe sure to get a good nights sleep. Youā€™re going to need it,ā€ said Nicole as she busied herself getting dressed and gathered her belongings and headed towards the front door.
John knew that sleep was going to be welcome, as were the dreams that would likely fill his head.
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The alarm went off at 5:00, but sleep seemed to elude John all night. He hadnā€™t really prepared much for school the next day, but he couldnā€™t get his mind off his sexy teaching partner, Nicole Robins, and the potential that the new day had. She wanted him to meet her at school early tomorrow ā€“ before all the other students and teachers arrived ā€“ and it sent a tingle through his crotch in anticipation. He showered and took great efforts not to masturbate in the shower (a common occurrence of late as his libido seemed to be going out of control) and got ready for the school day.
When he arrived in the parking lot, Nicoleā€™s car was already in her regular space. John wondered what time she got there and had to take a deep breath as he entered the building. He was clearly thinking with his cock as all he could imagine is fucking Nicole over and over again ā€“ this time in her classroom.
As John opened the door, he was disappointed to see Nicole engaged in a discussion with a student and a parent. His cock immediately shrank as he realized that Ms. Robinsā€™ had scheduled a parent meeting before school as well. He quietly began to back out of the room, but stopped when he heard Nicole blurt out ā€œJohnā€¦err..I mean Mr. Burkeā€¦wait just a minute.ā€ John froze and re-entered the classroom, making eye contact with both the young female student and her mother ā€“ neither of which John had ever met before.
ā€œI am glad you could meet us here before school Mr. Burke. I want you to meet Ms. Martinez and her daughter Sadie ā€“ she is a freshman also. Like yourself, they are new to Aux Ed and had a few questions about the program. I told them that you could help ease their concerns.ā€
ā€œIā€™ll be happy to do anything I can,ā€ replied John as he took a longer look at both Ms. Martinez and her daughter. Ms. Martinez was clearly pretty, but you could tell that age had taken its toll. She had very large breasts that pushed out from her less-than-fashionable sweater and she wore to much eye makeup ā€“ but she did have a pair of beautiful brown eyes that were hypnotic. Her daughter, Sadie, resembled her mother in a very slight fashion. Her figure was hard to discern as she wore a bulky grey sweatshirt, yet her long, brown hair that covered her brown-olive skin over her neck was very appealing as it added a hint of sexiness to her innocence.
ā€œSadie just turned 14 and has never done anything like this,ā€ said the mother in an accusatory tone. ā€œI just want to make sure that she doesnā€™t get hurt or do something that she is not ready for.ā€
ā€œWe would never force her to participate in any way,ā€ chimed in Nicole. ā€œAnd the fact is that she does not have to enroll in the program if she does not want to. Sadie, are you interested in Aux Ed? It is ok if you are not. Nobody is going to force you.ā€
Sadieā€™s eyes started to well up with tears as she exclaimed ā€œNoā€¦I really, really want to be part of the program ā€“ but I donā€™t think I can. Seeā€¦Iā€™ve neverā€¦ummā€¦never mind.ā€ She looked down at her feet clearly embarrassed about her lack of experience with sex.
ā€œThat is why we are here,ā€ said Nicole. ā€œMost of our freshman are very inexperienced ā€“ and we are all here to learn. Do you want to start now? Just us. No one will have to know if you donā€™t want.ā€
Sadie looked up and bit her bottom lip. ā€œOk,ā€ she said meekly. ā€œWhat do I have to do?ā€
ā€œWell,ā€ said Nicole, ā€œyou have to determine if you like boys or girls better. Either is ok ā€“ but you should have some preference.ā€
ā€œBoys. Definitely boys,ā€ blurted out Sadie. ā€œIf that is ok, I meanā€
ā€œGreat,ā€ said Ms. Robins. ā€œThat is why we have Mr. Burke here. Ms. Martinez, do you want to leave or are you planning to stay?ā€
ā€œI would like to stay if that is ok,ā€ said the Latina mother. ā€œAnd if it is ok with everyone.ā€
ā€œIt is fine with me and Mr. Burke,ā€ said Nicole gesturing to John, ā€œbut Sadie has the final decision.ā€
ā€œI guess it would be ok,ā€ said Sadie, ā€œbut I donā€™t really know what to do.ā€
ā€œI will help you with that,ā€ said Nicole ā€“ pulling John over to the desk where the young girl was sitting. ā€œTake out his penis. Donā€™t worry. Itā€™s okā€
Sadie looked up at Mr. Burke as he unbuckled his belt and unfastened his pants. Her small hands reached out and unbuttoned the fly on his boxers. His cock was beginning to throb and become engorged with blood as he small, cold hands reached into the soft fabric of his boxers.
Nicole took a seat next to Sadieā€™s mom as they watched the young girl begin to massage Johnā€™s cock. John felt a bit like a circus animal on display ā€“ but her hands felt good as they traveled up and down his soft skin. The male teacher took the initiative and pushed down his boxers to the floor and stepped out of them. As he began to remove his shirt, he felt Sadie begin to move her hand up and down the shaft of his cock.
Quickly becoming naked, John realized his discomfort at being the only one disrobed. He took the young student by the hand and stood her up as well. Removing her bulky sweatshirt, he noticed her flat, brown tummy covered by a light t-shirt. He kissed her soft lips tenderly before lifting the end of the t-shirt over her head. Sadie resisted at first, but the teacher was insistent. To Mr. Burkeā€™s surprise Sadie was not wearing a bra, and then he realized why. Her small tits barely rose above her chest. Her nipples stood erect, but there was no noticeable breast below her dark brown areolas.
Johnā€™s hands moved down her chest, glancing off her small boobs. He continued moving down, unfastening the young girlā€™s jeans. He stood back and watched Sadie push down the tight denim, exposing her child-like pink panties. With some visual coaxing, he urged her to remove her last piece of clothing. As she tugged at her cotton underwear, John was also surprised to see Sadie covering herself with her hands. She had a thick, mat of brown pubic hair that offset her small chest.
ā€œShe doesnā€™t have big boobs, but she is a real woman,ā€ John heard the mother chime in as John positioned Sadie up on Nicoleā€™s desk. Sadie just rolled her eyes at her momā€™s comment, but Mr. Burke barely took the time to notice. His hands traced light circles up her knee and her thigh ā€“ moving towards her soft pussy hair.
Sadie gasped when the teacherā€™s hands first glanced across her labia and clitoris. ā€œThat feels so good,ā€ she said ā€“ encouraging John to continue. His fingers continued to probe her soft folds, gently pushing his index finger into her. He saw her bite her lip as he began to push his finger in and out, gently finger fucking her. Bending over John began to kiss the young girlā€™s ankle, her knee and her thigh as he came closer and closer to her young, tight pussy. It was just about that time that he noticed a familiar feeling swelling over his cock and as he looked down expecting to see Nicole kissing and licking his manhood, he was somewhat taken aback to see Sadieā€™s mother opening her mouth to inhale his now-hard cock.
Not to be deterred, Johnā€™s finger fucking of the girl became his focus as his cock was being sucked by her mother. His tongue met her clitoris and as he pushed his finger into her tight cunt, she began to swear ā€“ first I Spanish and then in English. John became even further aroused (if possible) as the young girl began to pant ā€œyes..Mr. Burkeā€¦lick my pussyā€¦finger fuck meā€¦oohā€¦it feels so goodā€¦yesā€¦.lick my twatā€¦.I am so wet.ā€
And with a sudden spasm, he could feel Sadie begin to cum. She came so hard that her pussy clenched around Johnā€™s finger and traces of liquid spilled onto the hard wooden desk that she was now splayed out upon.
Since the young girl was satiated for the time being, John turned his attention to Sadieā€™s mom who was now engulfing his entire cock down her throat. She was a great cocksucker, but that isnā€™t what John was after. He had always been a pussy man and this was no different. He helped Ms. Martinez to her feet and, against her feigned objections, begin to remove her sweater. Underneath the relatively ugly garment was a large white bra that looked to be both supportive and confining. Using his best skills, he unclasped the bra from her back and let it fall to the floor. Her large breasts were impressive as the large areolas capped her conic breasts. Small nipples emerged from the center of each boob that John could not help but lean over the give the cursory kiss and lick.
Next up, Mr. Burke pushed his way down to her pants. She had on a conservative pair of khaki pants that seemed somewhat plain. Going to his knees, John moved his hands to her snap and zipper ā€“ pushing them to the floor. A red pair of panties remained under those pants ā€“ which John was very eager to remove. Unlike her daughter, Ms. Martinez was waxed completely bare ā€“ exposing her large pussy lips and protruding clitoris. Pushing her on the same desk that her daughter was now sitting upon, John could not contain himself. With great abandon he began to kiss and lick her sex, inserting finger as he focused on her rather large clit. As he heard her moan, he also looked up to see Sadie taking keen interest in the goings-on with her mother. In fact, she seemed to the quite aroused as he fingers began tracing a definitive trail down to her virginal pussy.
Ms. Martinez was in obvious ecstasy as Mr. Burke assaulted her cunt with great effort and concentration. As he broke his lips away from her, his cock throbbed in delight as she opened herself to him, panting ā€œfuck meā€¦fuck me nowā€. As he sunk into her pussy, his eyes met Sadieā€™s and he started as she ran her fingers over and over her pussy. ā€œFuck my mom,ā€ she said. ā€œI want to see you fuck her.ā€
With that, the young teacher plunged into Sadieā€™s mother ā€“ his cock being engulfed by her warmth. She moaned as he continued to push in further, stretching her pussy to accommodate his width. To gain even more depth, he placed Ms. Martinezā€™s legs upon his shoulders ā€“ not only giving him more ability to fuck her even deeper, be also freeing up his hands to ravage both her tits and her daughterā€™s tight little twat.
Faster and faster he fucked Ms. Martinez as he watched Sadie masturbate herself. He tits began to rock up and down as he pummeled her cock with reckless abandon. He felt the familiar feeling of cum welling up inside his balls, and knew he could not hold out much longer. As he removed his cock from her gaping cunt, he surprised himself by shooting large streams of cum over both Ms. Martinezā€™s large tits and little Sadieā€™s shapely thighs and stomach. As the cum continued to spurt out, he was delighted to see Mr. Martinez flushed with pleasure as she lied covered in cum.
ā€œDid you cum mommy?ā€ asked Sadie.
ā€œYes I did honey,ā€ retorted the mom. ā€œYou have some great teachers here. I think you are going to like being part of Aux Ed.ā€
John and Nicole could do nothing but smile ā€“ knowing that the upcoming parent-teacher conferences will be far more enjoyable than any other in school history.

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Her – A beginning Part 3

It was a long day when she didnā€™t approach me. I didnā€™t even see her, so I had no idea if she was teasing me or avoiding me, or if it was just coincidence. The same happened for the next few days, and it was agony, knowing she still had her control over me and what I could do. I tried everything I could thing of to please myself despite my trappings, but I was forced to give up as it pressed constantly against me.
Sighing, the next day as I got up and showered, I made it my mission to seek her out. I eventually found her training, unlike the previous few days and as I approached, I steeled myself to hold strong and resolute.
ā€œMaā€™am?ā€
She turned, smirking at me.
ā€œHmm? Donā€™t worry pet, I know what youā€™re after. Youā€™ve got two choices. The first is that you meet me. Tonight. At seven. In my room. The other is that I leave for a few minutes, and then come back and show anyone whoā€˜s here the pecking order between usā€¦ā€
ā€œTonight.ā€ I replied, even as I looked around to see only two other people in here, I didnā€™t want to change my mind. And she, of course, turned back to her training, uncaring of me once more.
That night as I approached, I wondered what she had in store. She had to be planning something after all and not just handing me the key to my freedom. Or would she? I knocked on the door, needing to find out.
ā€œInside pet.ā€
I obeyed, kneeling in front of her bed, but not before noticing a metal ring attached to the floor a few feet from the side of her bed.
ā€œStrip.ā€
That worried me, how casual she was as she instructed me tonight as she wandered to the cabinet slowly, getting me to move to near that ring as she came back over, quickly attaching a set of cuffs around my ankles and using another set to connect them to the ring on the floor before her tone became more serious.
ā€œI have a special job for you tonight. And if you obey your orders quickly, then Iā€™ll release you from your prison. But you have to obey.ā€
As I nodded, I heard a knock at the door and looked over, eyes widening. She chuckled as she went over, opening it quickly to be answered by a voice I recognised.
ā€œEvening my darling, happy to see me? I thought you said weā€™d be alone.ā€
His voice hardened as he spotted me, the one man here whoā€™d tried to make me his sexual servant before she ā€˜savedā€™ me.
ā€œNo, I said weā€™d be the only important people here. Does it really put you off that much?ā€
ā€œYou know I tried to make him mineā€¦ā€
ā€œAnd I took him instead. Youā€™ll still get to enjoy me, and youā€™ll get to watch his jealousy and desire as he watches you fuck me.ā€
He grinned at the idea, a hand running down her back to her ass.
ā€œEverything we usually do?ā€
ā€œYep. And thereā€™s a good reason heā€™s here, I promise.ā€
She closed the door, kissing him lustily and, as they started to tear each otherā€™s clothes off, I tore my eyes from them, bowing my head to watch the floor directly in front of me.
ā€œAnd I donā€™t get to know this reason?ā€ He asked as I heard him walk across the room towards the bed.
ā€œNot yet, trust me.ā€
ā€œOf course.ā€
He mustā€™ve picked her up and carried her since he laid her down on the bed before lying down on his back. She pulled all her hair back and twisted it before he took hold of it.
ā€œMake sure you watch. If not, I wonā€™t be pleased with you. And you know whatā€™ll happen if Iā€™m not pleased with youā€¦ā€
He smirked across at me as he heard her words, my eyes now sticking to her as she lowered her head down to take his now hard dick into her mouth. I couldnā€™t help but stare at it, longer and wider than my own, nearly dwarfing it, and I wondered for a moment how she would possibly take it all. As she bobbed up and down on it, I dared a glance at him, his eyes closed in joy at her skill, slowly starting to pull her up and down by her hair which worried me a lot. If he was controlling her and she was in charge of me, I was very definitely at the bottom of the pile.
She continued bobbing up and down on him, groaning lustily as she clearly savoured him. He groaned as he twisted her hair slightly, starting to force her deeper onto his dick, causing her to gag slightly before she pulled herself off his dick, staring at him as she leaned over to kiss him passionately. He took hold of her hips, rolling her onto her back with him on top, kissing her hard enough to push her head back into the pillow before moving to kiss her neck. Again, my eyes were drawn to his dick, now coated thickly in her saliva and clearly ready to pound into her as he started to enter he slowly, eliciting groans immediately as she was stretched wide by him. With a self-satisfied smirk, he started to slowly slide in and out of her, a little more of him entering each time to satisfied sounding moans from her as her legs slipped around his waist, spreading herself wider and keeping him closer. He started to slowly thrust into her, kissing her deeply again, barely stifling her groans and moans as he drove her to a quick first orgasm, her second approaching as he thrusted into her hard, whispering a question to her that I couldnā€™t hear. What I did hear was part of her reply: ā€œCome in meā€¦ā€
He kissed her lustily, slamming into her with all his speed before they came together, him smiling as he rolled over, slipping out of her, their juices obviously mixed well and they lay there together.
After a few moments, she sat up on the edge of the bed.
ā€œNow pet is the first of your tasks of tonight. I donā€™t want anything to result of tonight, just the same as any other night Iā€™m intimate with someone, so youā€™d better make sure Iā€™m perfectly cleanā€¦ā€
My eyes widened as I realised what she meant, and crawled forwards to her with my head bowed before starting to lick at the outside of her pussy, making sure her lips were clean before taking a breath and sticking my tongue in her, cleaning his sweet tasting cum from inside her and savouring the taste of her own juices. When done, I knelt back, head bowed again as she slipped a finger inside of herself, tasting it before smiling at me.
ā€œGood slutā€¦Now, get him ready for round two.ā€
I looked up, blinking at her as he seemed to get the idea, standing in front of me expectantly. I swallowed the lump in my throat before nodding and sitting up on my ankles, taking his limp dick into my mouth, cleaning off all of her juices, and his. As I did, it started to swell up and I felt a hand move firmly to the back of my head, holding me in place. I panicked, before desperately managing to get my breathing under control just as the head of his dick brushed the back of my throat and I swallowed it down, opening my throat to his invasion, wondering once more how sheā€™s possibly managed to have it inside her. When he was fully erect inside my throat, I looked up, seeing him look over to her before smiling and starting to fuck my throat slowly. He let me adjust my position so he slide down my throat more easily, starting to pump faster and faster as I tried to control my breathing. Thankfully he pulled himself out of my throat, leaving me gasping and panting on the floor, trying to get my eyes back on her quickly.
ā€œTake your time pet, I know youā€™ll need a minute.ā€
Iā€™d never been more thankful to her, taking a half minute to slow my breathing again before watching her again.
ā€œSo, whatā€™s next?ā€ He asked her, that same grin on his face.
ā€œWell, youā€™d usually fuck my ass around nowā€¦Unless you want to do something else?ā€
ā€œThat depends, heā€™s your slaveā€¦ā€
“If you really want him when I’m on offer then feel free…”
He paused to think, definetly considering as I bowed my head. I felt him get up and walk over to me, teasing my body with his fingertips, eliciting a low groan from me as his hand briefly strayed near my hard cock. I saw him smirk before he positioned himself behind me, pressing the end of his cock at my hole, making me take a breath before he stood up and walked back over to her.
“You really thought that I would choose you when I could be with something strong?”
I blushed, bowing my head.
“Eyes on me!”
I quickly looked up at her as she looked angrily at me, picking up a spare lit candle and stepping over to me, dripping the hot wax onto my shoulder as I hissed.
“Please ma’am, I’m sorry!”
“Shut up slave. And from now on, you’ll call me Mistress.”
“Yes Mistress. Sorry Mistress.”
ā€œHow would you like me?ā€ She turned back towards him.
ā€œOn your hands and knees I think.ā€
She grinned, I could tell even from behind her and knelt on the bed, side on to me as he moved up behind her, teasing her with his fingers. She gasped as one finger slid into her, beckoning me to her side as best I could get to her.
ā€œLet him at least clean your fingers when youā€™re doneā€¦ā€
He sneered at me as he withdrew the finger, offering it to me where it was greedily devoured as he positioned his cock at lips, slowly pushing her wider and wider apart. She started moaning, not stopping as he entered her deeper and deeper once more, beginning to slowly thrust in and out of her as her breathing quickened. He slid out of her smoothly before shifting straighter, placing himself as the entrance to her ass.
ā€œReady?ā€
ā€œAs alwaysā€¦ā€
He grinned, taking hold of her hair and pulling it back gently as a hand on her back secured himself in place as he very slowly stretched her wide open. After a full minute of slowly pressing at her, the head of his magnificent beast popped into her to a grunt from both. She moaned, slowly pushing back as he filled her entirely, starting to slide in and out.
ā€œI always love fucking your assā€¦ā€
ā€œOh Godā€¦Soā€¦Fullā€¦ā€
She tilted her head back as she whispered something to him. He started to pump in and out of her faster, groaning as she moaned loudly.
ā€œGod youā€™re so tightā€¦.ā€
His eyes closed as she came, bucking and shaking on him before he unceremoniously pulled out of her, getting off the bed as I realised. He stroked himself as I tilted my face upwards just in time to receive his ā€˜giftā€™ to me, his cum spraying across my face to be rubbed in by his cock with a sadistic smile.
ā€œSlave, clean him up before he leaves.ā€
ā€œYes Mistress.ā€
I immediately leaned forward, taking the half hard dick between my lips, not daring to disobey her. The same, strong but not unpleasant musky taste was what covered his cock as I cleaned the musk from it, her clearly planning ahead for both our benefits. As I sat back, I bowed my head again submissively, the cum drying enough to not cause the worry of dripping onto the floor.
ā€œMay I use him next time?ā€
ā€œIā€™ll see how I feel then. But he does look better like thatā€¦Slave! Here.ā€
As I started to move, I heard something hit the floor, a pair of keys.
ā€œYouā€™ve earned your freedom tonight. Go. I expect you out of this room in twenty seconds, leave the cuffs wherever they fall.ā€
I nodded as I quickly worked at the cuffs, undoing them and grabbing my clothes to head quickly out of the room. As the door shut, I panicked, searching frantically in the trousers for my room key and running to my room before anyone saw me.

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Harry Potter Evils Second Coming 2

Chapter 2: An unexpected Arrival
Four months later…
Harry turned the page of the Daily Prophet, on the second page of the paper there was a large picture of a boy he did not recognize holding a golden cup with the headline reading. |WIZARD STUDENT AT THE SCHOOL OF STRAWGOH IN AMERICA WINS THEIR FIRST TRIWIZARD CUP. Harry glanced over the article with little interest, although he had never thought about wizarding in other parts of the world, he had little interest in anything to do with the Triwizzard cup. The days paper was thin and he quickly finished glancing over it and set it down on the table while picking up his glass of butterbeer.
Harry had been staying in this small hotel for about a week now. He had grown too bored at Grimmauld place and had needed to get out some. He had thought about going over to the Burrow to see Ron and Hermione, but still did not think he was ready to see them yet. So instead he had apparated nearbye to the forrest he, Ron and hermione had all stayed at durig there hunt for the Horcruxes. Surprisingily while he was hiking he stumbeled upon a small town called Nogard. It was a very quiet town here, altough even here the people knew who he was. Although normally this bothered him to have people looking at him like a god, here in this town he slowly began to accept it and just learn to ignore them.
He spent most of his time in the inns bar. The bartender there was one year below Dumbeldore while he was in school and told many good stories of Dumbledore and his time at Hogwarts. Stories such as one time when one of the professors had asked Dumbeldore to be his duel partner example, and then Dumbledore had beaten the professor made Harry laugh.
Harry noticed as he was walking up the stairs back to his room that his overall demeanor was lifting. He was starting to come around on all the pain and remorse he had been feeling. He had been thinking of pain his whole life, maybe that made it easier for him to come to grips with it now. He arrived at his room in the inn. He tossed his shoes to the foot of his bed and lay down and streched out across the bed. He wandered how the other two were doing at the Burrow. He closed his eyes and thought about Ron and Hermione probably cuddeled up consoling eachother throughout this time. Mrs. Weasley probably had Ron upstairs sharing a room with Ginny and let Hermione have Ron’s room. Harry starting thinking while his eyes got heavier if he had been there now. He would be on the couch trying to sleep, Ginny would constantley be trying to corner him like she always did.
ā€œHarry why don’t you want to be with me! So all those kisses, you saving me multiple times,everything we have been through! You are trying to tell me it was for nothing!ā€ Thats what she would always say to him. He could see her waking him up at night trying to pin him on the couch and trying to force an answer out of him. Harry’s eyes got heavier as he drifted farther. Luckily this is when Hermione would always come in and save the day. Like she always does, Hermione would walk down the stairs and quietly grab Ginny and take her back upstairs and tell Ron to keep her up there. Then she would always come back down for awhile and sit next to him to make sure he was ok. He would always give the same reply of ā€œyes, she just doesnt get it.ā€ Harry drifted further.
And she would always respond with, ā€œ I know Harry, you will be ok, Your the Chosen one, im sure it wont be hard for you to find another girl when the time is right.ā€ she would say with a wink. She was always so sweet to him in his time of need. He wish he was there to help her like she always did. While she was sitting next to him he could of asked her how her and Ron were doing, or atleast held her hand or hugged her… Would she have wanted him to hold her? Would that have helped? He dreamt of her talking to him on the couch and him consoling her over a big fight they had had. He knew how much she had helped him he wanted to return the favor. He grabbed her and pulled her in for a tight hug. He wanted to let her know he was sorry for her, and that he was grateful for everything she had done.
While hugging her he had noticed how soft her skin was and could her hair smelled. He took a big wiff into his nose, and with this Hermione recoiled and asked ā€œdid you just smell my hair?ā€
Harry stammeredā€…uhhh no…ā€
ā€œYes you did! You just smelled my hair, does it smell bad or something!ā€ She took a large fistful of hair to her nose looking embarassed.
ā€œ Haha no Hermione it smelled soo good, im sorry I didnt realise I was doing it!ā€ Her hair was still in her faise but she made contact with Harry. It was very dark in the room but he could still see her deep brown eyes in the illumination of her wand looking at him. ā€œWhat?ā€
ā€œNothingā€
ā€œTell me!ā€
ā€œNopeā€
ā€œHermione please im sorry for smelling your hair!ā€
ā€œStill nope, I couldnt tell you not with Ron and Ginny right above us.ā€
ā€œWhat what do they have to do with me smelling your hair, just tell me!ā€
ā€œNo Harry I dont want to tell you, I want to show you.ā€
ā€œShow me whaa?ā€ And before he could even finish his sentence Hermione had grabbed him and swung her legs around him. She was now sitting chest to chest on him pulling his face into hers. She pressed her soft lips against his mouth and pushed his lips apart and let her old wet tounge begin to trace his. He wrapped his arms around her backed and pulled her closer to his chest. A soft gasp of breath left her lips as he did this. For what felt like hours they contiuned to kiss passionatley. Hermione was rubbing his hair while she pushed her face harder and harder against his. Her tounge was doing laps around his.
Harry began to feel his pajamas trying to force his penis back down, but having Hermione on top of him was making it to hard. His mind/ and his penis began to want more. He slowly let his hands slip down Hermiones back as she continued to press her wet lips against his. Finally his reached the top of her pajama bottoms, and he began to let his hand try to slip under the elastic, he was so close he opened up his hands to clasp her Ass in his han.. ā€œTAP TAP TAP TAP!ā€
ā€œWhat the bloody HELL!ā€ Harry yelled as he sung himself up from his bed. For a few seconds he forgot where he was. He let his eyes wander around the room until he realised he was still in his room at the inn. ā€œ It was just a dream Harry, It was all just a dream. A dream that Hermione and Ron will never hear about.ā€ He was sweating, even though he knew it was a dream he still couldnt help feel slightly guilty. He could only imagine what his friends would think if they knew about him dreaming about Hermione like that. He continued to sit on the bed thinking about how real the dream had felt. He had never thought about Hermione like that before. I mean obviously she was attractive, probably one of the most attractive in Hogwarts. But ever since saving her from the troll she had just been his friend, an only that. ā€œ
ā€œTAP TAP TAP TAP!ā€ Harry had forgotten the loud tapping that had woke him up. He quickly went to the door grab the handle and with a swift movement opened up. He was surprised to see that the hallway was empty. He pinched himself as he stuck his head out into the hall making sure that he was still not in a dream. ā€œTAP TAP TAPā€ Apparantley he was going crazy he thought to himself, he closed the door and turned around and that window to his room he saw an owl. He was surprised to see and owl at his window, surely no one knew that he was here. The owl was carrying a white letter which he quickly snagged from her beak. He gave the owl a pat on the head an a brush down her back and she quickly flew away. He walked back over to his bed and sat down while he looked over the letter.
He was instantly in shock. The letter was from Hogwarts. He quickly tore at the seal on the back of the envelope and opened it up, and began reading.
Dear Mr. Potter
Eleventy-Seven Inn room 4
I professor Mcgonagall am proud to announce that Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizzardry will be open this term. Repairs (and a few additions) have been made to the castle and with no threat of danger, I feel the need to return to the Hogwarts of old and let the MAGIC begin. Obviously all students are more than welcome to decline such invitation if they feel unabligged to come. Please respond with your decesion immediately. Your book lists and schedule are included on the second page.
P.s. Harry if you chose to return you will be Head Boy and Captain of the quidditch team.
P.s.s. Ron and Hermione have both already said yes.
P.s.s. You really should stay In a better hotel the bartender never even went to hogwarts and the maid is part troll.
Harry was taken aback, he had not even thought about returning to school let alone the school being rebuilt so quickly. He sat there in silence thinking over the letter re-reading it over and over again. Ron and Hermione had already said yes. The more he thought about returning the less he wanted too. He enjoyed being away from all the conversations of the war, and of all the ā€œfameā€ people thought he deserved. If Ron and Hermione went, he wondered if that meant he had to go. Surely he couldnt be on his own for that long.
Harry decided to take some time to think about it. He went back to his bed and decided he would make a decesion in the morning after he had slept it off. So he fell asleep drifting off slightly hoping guiltfully that he would have another dream like before..

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Diaper Fetish

Since I was young I always had a facination of wearing diapers. As I grew older I learned I was not alone. But nothing could have prepared me for the night my wife and her friend joined in

The Long Road to Paradise

This story is a homage to James Thurber’s classic, “The Secret Life of Walter Mitty”, which daydreams are interleaved with real-life scenes, but all tied together.

Joining the Club

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Three sisters and little brother part 2 ā€“ Heero Yuy

Three sisters and little brother part 2 ā€“ Heero YuyThis is part to of the series, I know part one was written terrible but I got some positive messages and I thought to myself letā€™s try again. This time I tried to write it better I hope I succeeded. Rate my story and give an honest opinion so I can improve my writing
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I woke up in the middle of the night, I looked around trying to figure out how long I have been a sleep. I tried to stand up but I realized I am still stuck in this room.
Suddenly I heard a lot of laughing coming from downstairs.
ā€œOMG.. you really did that to him, show me! You did made some pictures right?ā€
I recognized her voice, it was my oldest sister Madina. I heard footsteps on the stair, I knew they were coming for me. I tried to think how I could make this al go away but I quickly realized itā€™s better to just let them do whatever they want and get this over as soon as possible.
ā€œHeero, are you ready for us we brought big sis with us. Apparently she wasnā€™t impressed with us, she is going to teach us some new thingsā€
The door opened and I saw Mauri and Ellen come in first, they were dressed all black. Black jeans, black heels, black shirt and they both put there her in a knot. Behind them Madina come in, it was almost like a movie when they finally reveal the bad guy.
She was wearing a leather catsuit, with 18cm heels under them.
ā€œWell little brother it seems that you like to be humiliated, is that true?ā€
ā€œNo, they tricked meā€
Mauri and Ellen looked at me and just smiled at me. They knew I always wanted to be dominated by a group of strong gorgeous young woman, but not by my own sisters.
ā€œRelease him, and bring him upstairs to my room!ā€
Ellen and Mauri picked me up and brought me upstairs, before we entered the door of Madinaā€™s room they blindfolded me again.
ā€œLie him down on the bed, he wonā€™t runā€
They laid me on the bed, sitting strait I was just waiting for the beating to start, but it didnā€™t.
ā€œI saw on the video that you enjoyed swallowing your own cum, tell me little brother are you gay?ā€
I sat there in silenceā€¦ SLAPPā€¦the only thing I could think of was who slapped me so hard.
ā€œAnswer her faggot brother!ā€ Ellen said.
ā€œUuuh no I am not gay sisterā€
ā€œWhy are you lying to me brother, you clearly enjoyed swallowing cum, maybe we should test you.ā€
My mind stopped, test me? How, are they going to milk me again? And then I figured it out how they were going to do that.
ā€œYou can come in sweetyā€ Madina said.
Her boyfriend! I almost cried could it get more humiliating then this?! I felt that they climbed on the bed, Ellen went to sit behind me closing me in with her legs. Mauri tied my legs to the bed and made sure this was being recorded. I heard Madina on the phone talking to someone, I couldnā€™t figure out who she was talking to but what I heard didnā€™t make things any better.
ā€œYes itā€™s no problem my parents are gone for a few weeks, come over youā€™re not going to believe what I got in my room.ā€
ā€œSo, everybody is ready and at seems to me that youā€™re also readyā€
Meaning my raging erection. Ellen grabbed my head and pulled it back towards her, I was lying with my full weight between her legs. She then used her index finger and her middle finger to keep my mouth open on both sides.
ā€œAre you ready sweety he is all yours and baby please donā€™t go easy on himā€
He climbed on the bed and positioned himself in front of me, I was terrified I couldnā€™t see how close his penis was but I could smell it. ā€œYouā€™re going to like thisā€ he said.
Without a warning he shoved his penis in my mouth deep throating me immediately. He grabbed my hair and kept fucking my face harder and harder. Meanwhile I was gagging and drooling all over my self and at some point I even started crying.
ā€œOooh yeah thatā€™s it, take it deep youā€™re doing a fine job..Ooh yes hahahahā€
I heard Madina encouraging her boyfriend. ā€œSweety go harder I want him to puke all over, donā€™t give him time to breathe just skull fuck him!ā€
ā€œThis is so good I am going to watch this over and over hahahahā€ Mauri said.
While I was gagging and trying to swallow al the juices in my mouth Ellen was whispering in my ear. ā€œ yeah you like that donā€™t you sissy boy?… Look how hard you are, you like that dick? You want to feel all his cum in your mouth!ā€
ā€œMadina can I cum in his mouth?ā€ ā€œNo sweety he enjoys that too much, why donā€™t you cum all over his faceā€
ā€œyes maā€™amā€ He said.
I could hear him stroke his cock harder and faster and it didnā€™t take long and he jizzed all over my face. I couldnā€™t open my eyes without getting cum in them. My sisters just laughed at me and were just screaming at me. ā€œ YES SISSY BOY PIECE OF SHIT, LOOK AT AAAAALL THE CUM ON YOUR FACEā€ ā€œHAHAHAHA PIECE OF SHIT, YOUā€™RE NOT OUR BROTHER, YOUā€™RE OUR LITTLE BITCH SISTERā€
ā€œsweety youā€™re done here, you can go home now replacement is already on its wayā€
What I am not done yet, they are going to humiliate me in front of more people. I couldnā€™t believe it, they are never going to leave me alone.
ā€œwhere is she?ā€ Ellen asked, ā€œ We canā€™t give him time to rest hahah it wouldnā€™t be funā€
ā€œDonā€™t worry she will be arriving soonā€ Madina said. With that been said someone knocked on the door. Madina ordered Mauri to put the camera on the tripod and go open the door. Mauri went downstairs and opened the door, I heard her giggling but I couldnā€™t figure out who the second girl was downstairs.
I heard them on the stairs coming, Mauri was telling what they were doing but the other girl couldnā€™t believe them and started laughing.
ā€œHere is your surprise Heeroā€ Mauri said. ā€œYouā€™re so going to love thisā€ Ellen whispered into my ear.
ā€œI have been waiting for this a long timeā€ I thought to myself she sounds familiar, but who is it. Madina started giving instructions to everybody, ā€œEllen tie his hands behind his back and then tie his ankels to his handsā€ ā€œMauri, letā€™s get undressedā€ ā€œand you toā€ she said to the unknown girl.
I lied there real unconformable legs spread and tied to my hands behind my back and still blindfolded. The girls were al undressed now, Madina gave everybody a strapon but told them to wait with putting them on.
All the girls climbed on the bed and stood around me, they all positioned themselves with me between their legs. Madina whispered something to the girls but I couldnā€™t hear it when suddenly it was too late.
A warm liquid was being poured over my entire body, they were PISSING ON ME! I felt disgusting every time I tried to breath more piss would go into my mouth. I tried to role away but they wouldnā€™t let me go away that easily. My hair was drizzling piss my penis, legs and the rest were being pissed on and were becoming sticky.
The girls laugh and laugh. ā€œHAHAHAHAHA look at him he likes it, unbelievable look at him trying to catch his breathā€ But it was far from over, not all of the girls were done pissing on me. Madina and Mauri were done and started to beat me up and trampling me, Madina pushed her feet into my mouth and Mauri started jumping on my penis.
I almost chocked thanks to Madina, she has really big feet and she forced hers with her entire weight.
When the other girls were done they joined Mauri and Madina, Ellen rolled me over with my face down on the bed.
The new girl and Mauri started kicking me in the side and Madina still tried to push her feet down my throat. Ellen went to stand behind me and gently lifted her feet up and placed it on my ass. Without saying anything she pushed her big toe into my asshole, I let tried to say something but I was still gagging on Madinaā€™s feet.
ā€œYou girls think my feet would fit in his pussy?ā€ Madina laught and said ā€If it doesnā€™t fit just make it fitā€
Suddenly Ellen pushed her entire feet into my asshole and didnā€™t do it gently either, she just used her weight and shoved it down my asshole.
ā€œOMG it fits unbelievable HAHAHAHA, little brother is a faggot HAHAHAā€ Ellen continued to shoving her feet in and out, fucking my asshole for a long time. I was crying and puking at the same time. I puked all over Madinaā€™s feet and the look she gave was devilish.
ā€œLook at him, disgusting he just puked over my feetā€ Madina pulled her feet out and tolled Ellen to switch she needed to clean her feet. Madina went behind me and said ā€œ You think you can puke over my feet and get away with it, you know youā€™re going to clean with your pussy right?ā€
With that she shoved her puke covered feet into my asshole even faster and harder than Ellen did. And I already told you guys that her feet were big so it stretched my asshole even further I was just screaming my longs out.
But Ellen quickly stopped that, she shoved her feet right into my mouth just as Madina did, so the gagging started again. After an hour of feetfucking and feet gagging they stopped.
ā€œTime for the main actā€ Mauri said.
They all picked their strapons and got them self-ready. Madina positioned herself behind me and was the first one to fuck my asshole. She had a big long black strapon, itā€™s was three times as thick as mine. The new girl went to lie in front of me on her back, she picked my head up and just let it go when it was above her strapon. I was too tired to put my head gently on her dildo, it felt like she created a hole in the back of my throat.
But before they started Ellen went to get the camera so she could make pictures and Mauri took the video camera from the tripod. Thatā€™s when Madina said ā€œLetā€™s take his blindfold off that way he can see who is making him gag hahahahā€
Madina started fucking me immediately after she said that, she was shoving her dildo in like she was trying to tear my asshole open. ā€œI am going to fuck you soooo hard little brother, your pussy is going to be destroyed after we are done!!ā€
I stared moaning from the pain when I felt that someone was taking the blindfold off, I couldnā€™t believe it. It was my ex-girlfriend Samantha!!
Samantha was a hot tanned Asian with sexy slim body, she didnā€™t have those beautiful curves that my sisters had but she did had the hottest legs.
ā€œHave you missed meā€ she said with a big smile on her face. This just encouraged her to fuck my face even harder. I was gagging and trying to keep my puke in.
ā€œAaaah yes yes yes yes, take it like a little bitchā€ Samantha said. She was grabbing my hair and pulling it down with all her strength just slamming my face and throat against her legs and dildo.
After a good 30 minute they switched they were like a good oiled machine, tagging each other so that the fucking and gagging could continue. Mauri went behind me and Ellen lied in front of me and it was the same drill except Ellen was more aggressive then Samantha. Ellen was a strong girl and it definitely made a difference for me, because puking became a fact. I came all over her dildo and legs and stomach but she didnā€™t stop and I couldnā€™t stop.
ā€œLook at him AHAHHAHAH look at him, piece of shit HAHAHAH puking on this long dickā€ Everybody was laughing Samantha was also enjoying herself. She was fucking me deep and hard like she wanted to see how deep she could go.
ā€œOoh Heero if this continues we need to get some bigger dildoā€™s or start fucking you with both our feetā€ she said. Laughing hysterical.
After a while they stopped not because they were bored only because they were getting tired of fucking me all day.
Madina ordered the girls to untie me and tie me to the four corners of the bed. They were all standing around me but it was Madina who was first to move in front my face. She bent over and opened her mouth and started gagging, it was harder then she thought so she used her fingers. She puked all over my face it was so disgusting that it made me puke to. All the girls followed after her. Mauri was still filming and Ellen made come good pictures form close-up.
ā€œWhe should finish this, we have all day tomorrowā€ Madina said. ā€œhow should we finish this? Mauri asked.
ā€œWell I know something, as it seems that I am havenā€™t enjoyed as long as you girls have I propose that we finish it my wayā€ Samantha said while looking me in the eyes.
ā€œItā€™s your call Samantha tell us how you want itā€ Madina said.
Samantha left the bed to sit on a chair, she told the girls to first piss on her feet than puke and let Heero cum on it and lick it clean.
ā€œOMG GENIUS, it will be soooo disgusting HAHAHAH youā€™re so evilā€ Ellen said and all the girls were pumped up to make me lick this feetcocktail of puke and piss.
Madina, Ellen and Mauri all stood over her feet and started pissing on it.
ā€œIt feels so warm hahahaā€ Samantha said. Soon after that the puking started, when my sisters were finished they looked at me with an evil look. I was still tied up but I was already destroyed I had no willpower to fight against this anymore. So when Mauri untied me I just crawled behind her towards Samanthaā€™s feet. Mauri and Madina grabbed my body and kept it in place while Ellen milking me.
It didnā€™t take long and I came in huge blast of cum over her feet. I was cumming for at least a full minute. Samantha was laughing and couldnā€™t wait for me to start licking her feet clean.
After I came Mauri and Madina pushed me on my knees and positioned my face right in front of her feet. Ellen continued filming the entire process, when I was in place I opened my mouth to start licking.
Samantha however had a different idea, she kicked her feet will full strength down my mouth in to my throat. My sisters kept my head still and I tried to fight it somehow but they were too strong. She kept pushing and pushing her feet down my throat.
ā€œHahahah take it sissy, hahaha take it like the filthy whore that you are..Piece of shit!!ā€
After kicking and shoving her feet for at least 50 times into my throat she stopped, her feet were clean and I was humiliated to a whole new level.
My sisters let me go and started laughing again. ā€œYouā€™re done for today sissy brotherā€ Madina said.
ā€œTomorrow we will start all over again and you better be prepared little shit brotherā€
Samantha and the girls kicked me in the balls on more time and told me to leave the room and get myself cleaned up for tomorrow.

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The Bus Ride Part 1

It was a warm and sticky afternoon when I got onto the bus in the City Centre. What was unusual about today though was how busy the bus was, well unusual for me. You see I normally caught a later bus to get home but had left the office today about an hour and half earlier than normal, simply because it was a nice day and I didnā€™t see why I should stop at work longer than necessary given we had suffered a few days of really poor but typically British summer weather. What was it they say?
How can you tell when its summer in England?
The rain warms up!
Well it hadnā€™t rained and the sun was shining so I thought Iā€™d treat myself to an early finish and get home before Coronation Street finished. So here I was at the back of a queue of people, all crowding to get on the bus.
I just stood back and let them get on. I had an hour and three quarterā€™s journey in front of me and knew that a seat would become available eventually. Still I had not expected the crush that faced me. Talk about sardines in a tin. And to top it all off it was peak rush hour so it would be a slow slog out of the city. Still I had my iPod and I was on my way home.
Maybe at this point I should tell you a little about myself? Here goes. I am 22(ish), slim, obviously female and single. I have been single for, umm let me see now, it must be 9 months. Possibly a little longer. I like my independence. I am not actively looking for a bloke to share my life with, I am not worried I am going to be left on the shelf and neither am I gay or bi. (Although the idea of other girls does not exactly repulse me like it does some of my friends). I live alone and enjoy my life.
In short Bridget Jones I am not.
I think I am quite attractive I certainly get attention from certain male quarters at work, but I tend not to mix business with pleasure. Also, I tend not to go out too much except with a few of the girls at work and then only occasionally. Maybe thatā€™s why I am still single, but I donā€™t sweat it. And yes of course you want to know about my sex life. Otherwise you wouldnā€™t be reading this now would you? Well, if truth be told I donā€™t have one. Not since Paul and I split up. Not that the fireworks in the bedroom with Paul were that explosive to be honest. Perfunctory I suspect is a word that best describes the twice weekly shenanigans that occurred between us. So I never really missed it. Not as much as I think I miss it now though. So the story I have to tell comes as something of a surprise to me. It may not be much compared to what you may be used to, but it took me by surprise and opened my eyes to what exactly is possible given the right circumstance.
There I was squeezing myself past the great British public on a single decker bus that for this time of day ought really to have been a double decker. Still, it was my chariot home and I wasnā€™t complaining. Every seat was taken by the time I got on and there was not even ā€˜standing room onlyā€™. There was heavy duty bodily contact with complete strangers as I pressed my way to a small gap next to the single pull down seat upon which a tired looking middle aged bloke sat who, like me, was listening to something on earphones. I grabbed the hand loop hanging above my head and turned around to face the interior of the bus turning my back on the gentleman. The bus pulled away and almost as a single body my travelling companions and I swayed first one way then the other as the bus lurched along the busy street on its way out of the city centre. The first bit of the journey didnā€™t last too long as the bus was forced to stop in the line of traffic that was snarling up the city centre. I resigned myself to remaining in this position for some reasonable time. Deciding to concentrate on the music playing into my ears and resting my head on my raised arm I closed my eyes.
It must have only been seconds when I and my travelling companions were all once again jolted simultaneously and I felt, well I thought I felt a warm hand touch my leg.
Maybe I ought to explain a little more here, before I go any further. Just so you understand, is that ok? Yes? Good.
I realised I was standing very close to the middle aged man who was sitting on the fold down seat behind me. I didnā€™t realise it at the time but looking back on it now I must have almost shoved my arse in his face, well not exactly his face, but certainly in his direction. I am not sure how the configuration worked, I didnā€™t take that much notice but because of the height of his seat and the platform the seat was on and the foot-well that I was standing in, my arse was very close to his lap, or something like that anyway. Iā€™m not completely clear on it as you will come to realise as you read on. Suffice to say, that to the events that transpired on the trip, the positioning of my arse was most advantageous although if I had been aware of it I would have been highly embarrassed at the time. I still blush a little now about it and have never caught that bus since in case I have to see that man again.
Anyway, I was wearing a fairly tight fitting skirt (it hugged my arse nicely, but not so tight that I displayed a VPL), and because I had been in a rush that morning I had found the only clean pair of stockings I had in my flat which were stay-ups rather than proper stockings or tights. I donā€™t normally wear these for work, I normally wear tights, but in my rush this morning wore the only thing I had available. My skirt had a split up the centre in the back and I suspect in certain positions exposed quite a lot of thigh. It wasnā€™t that I lacked confidence you understand. I have nice legs, I know that, I have been told lots of times, but if I had realised just how much thigh was on show, well I think there was a fair bit anyway, I might not have worn that skirt to work. Still I had worn it and in its way I think it contributed quite a lot to what happened next.
The bus settled down after the bumpy stop and I turned to look at the man sitting behind me who by now was looking up at me and I apologised for bumping him. He had a warm friendly smile and said,
ā€œNo problem, its okā€ and I swear he winked.
I turned my head back and given the position I was in felt somewhat constrained. One hand was holding my handbag onto my shoulder and the other was holding me upright by gripping tightly the hand-loop over my head. When I look back on it now I was in bondage but untied. Quite ironic really. Well, I digress. The bus lurched to a stop again and again I felt what seemed like a warm hand touch my leg. Only this time it seemed to linger a little longer just under the hem of my skirt. I donā€™t know what it was, if it was the suddenness of it, the heat, the public place, but I felt a little thrill rush through my body and a shiver go down my spine. I also felt something that I had not felt in a very long time, since well, if I am honest, before Paul. I felt aroused. Really aroused. Not just my body responding to an external stimulus but that deep arousal that possesses your mind, eventually if left unchecked it will possesses your soul and then itā€™s too late, the only reaction your body has is wanton. I had felt it before, but only once and I felt the seeds of it germinating once again.
I found, as I quickly debated the invasion of my privacy that feelings long forgotten and believed lost coming back and involuntarily I moved my left leg, (I could not physically move my right one as it was jammed up against the foot-well), and as a result opened my thighs perceptibly a little. My ā€œabuserā€ took this movement of my leg as a positive invitation as I felt his warm hand positively stroke my inner leg around my knee. His hand felt hot and coarse through the soft material of my stay-ups. I kept my eyes closed and revelled in the sensation, having forgotten what it felt like to feel the touch of a man anywhere on my body.
I am not an exhibitionist by any stretch of the imagination, but knowing that I was in an extremely public location while having my leg stroked was a huge turn on. Then the bus lurched to a stop once again and the invading hand slipped higher up and above the hem of my skirt.
I panicked, for a few seconds reason re-entered my mind and I wondered what other people on the bus would be thinking, me letting this man touch and caress my leg, so quickly I looked around as best I could and was shocked by the apathy and indifference that was the standard expression on my travelling companionsā€™ faces. I looked down at my assailant and saw his deep blue eyes gaze up at me and he winked. That jolt of a shiver ran through me again and I looked down to see that the way I was standing and he was sitting, no one but the two of us knew what was happening.
This gave me fresh impetuous and again I moved my free leg slightly making the invitation to do more definite.
He did not need asking twice. As the bus drove along the road, sailing past stops of expectant passengers because it was so full already, the middle aged man with the blue eyes raised his hand higher up the inside of my thigh gently stroking causing me to tighten my grip on the handle for fear that the sensations running through me would cause me to faint.
I drew in a sharp breath when I felt his fingertips touch the soft flesh of my upper thigh. I did not realise that he would be able to move so high up without drawing attention to us, but the split in my skirt allowed for that. I trembled and wanted more so I pushed back onto his hand indicating that I wanted him to continue, not knowing where this could go or what it could lead to, I simply knew that I was going. Going in the sense that I was abandoning all reason to the touch of this stranger. I knew of course what would be next and the thought of this stranger touching me through my cotton panties made me squirm pressing my thighs together preventing his upwards movement further. Who was I trying to kid. I knew he had only centimetres left before he touched me where few people had touched me ever and I was torn between a desperate desire to feel anotherā€™s touch right there and the madness of the situation with ā€˜sensible meā€™ screaming ā€œstop this right now!ā€
He seemed to sense my indecision as any pressure from his hand to progress further up my thigh ceased until I relaxed re-inviting his attentions. He did not hesitate I presume in case I had a change of mind and his hand through the simple extension of his fingers stroked that part of me that was covered by my white cotton panties. His fingers were in the genital gap where the lips to my pussy were and he was stroking that material that was the only barrier between our respective skins.
It was then I realised just how damp I had become. I moaned. I know I did. I moaned out loud and took a couple of odd looks from those closest to me who heard. I hope they thought I was just enjoying the music that I was listening to, but by that time I had given up caring. I was concentrating on the light touch that my strange man was doing under the hem of my skirt and along the length of the gap between the tops of my thighs. It felt wonderful. It felt fantastic. It felt delectable. I am not really able to describe how it felt; there simply are not enough adjectives in the English language to describe how I was feeling right then.
What came next shocked me even more than my sluttish behaviour was when my man actually touched my pussy lips. Somehow he had moved the material of my panties to one side and was now gently, but firmly stroking my pussy lips whilst at the same time probing to find the inner edge of them so he could part them. That was not hard. Once again I moved my leg so as to afford him more room and my now very moist lips parted at the slightest touch that he made. He stroked the moist flesh on the inner of my pussy lips and I felt wave after wave of pleasure ripple through my body and squeezed my eyes shut tight as I fought to fight the need to cry out in ecstasy. I think at that point I had several mini orgasms. I canā€™t really say as I have only ever climaxed through been fucked before. This was new, very new, to me and so intense. How I controlled my urge to press my pussy down onto his hand and have him fill me with his fingers there and then I will never really know, but I did. I had no choice really did I? This strange middle aged, blue eyed man was in full control and he knew it. I had invited him to invade me and he was doing just that. In public, in the open yet still only he and I knew what was happening.
Next came the ultimate sensation as for the first time in several months my pussy was occupied. I noticed he was very careful, first his fingertip pressed between my pussy lips then is sank into the wet fleshy hole until he was in up to his knuckle. Given the restraints of where we were he could not really get any deeper and so as he began to simply finger fuck my pussy by the twitching of his finger tip I settled back a little to enjoy his attentions.
It felt good. There was no massive cock, no hard fucking and banging away at my body, now sweaty pulsing sexual organs. Just a fingertip placed shallowly into my wet pussy hole and inside I was screaming out that I needed to cum and cum quick. Outwardly I just looked like I was enjoying the music but the rhythm of the bus as it drove along the road and the gentle motion of the finger buried in my pussy was like Heaven on Earth to me. This went on for a few seconds as the bus next came to a stop to let some passengers off, who were instantly replaced by new commuters so my position on the bus did not change, except that I had to press backwards onto my manā€™s hand to let someone past. This he took as an opportunity to slip two more fingers into me and this felt so good.
As the bus pulled away, so his fingers continued to fuck me. I was getting close now. I could feel wetness on the inside of my thigh one leg was damp the other, protected by the cotton panties pushed to that side of my crotch was dry. Still I now desperately needed to cum in the worst way and I flexed my pussy muscles in response to the attention that my now very wet hole was receiving from this man. Soon I was cumming. My head spun off the planet, I went dizzy, I tensed and squeezed real hard as my vagina walls pulsed, my inner thighs seemed to ripple, my back seemed to arch and I noticed that my nipples had stood to attention under my bra and were protruding quite visibly under the blouse I wore. My arse cheeks clenched. In all this I could do nothing but make guttural sounds that must have made people think I was going to have a fit or something. Still, as my climax came I felt cum squirt out of my body and I must have soaked his hand. I know my leg was wet!
He continued to finger fuck me slowly after my muscles relaxed and did so until it was time for me to move towards the rear of the bus. As the journey continued, so more people got off than got on and the hidden space where my middle aged man had so expertly brought me off in public disappeared. Besides, I was weakened and worried I might collapse after so intense an experience. I was also highly embarrassed and had to move away to sit down. I just preyed that my skirt was not wet or that I had not left a wet patch on the floor behind me. I am fairly certain I hadnā€™t but hurried to the rear of the bus when I saw a free seat just in case and sat down not daring to move in case I should expose what I had allowed to happen to me to anyone else. I was exhausted, embarrassed, ashamed, yet thrilled all at the same time. What impact this would have on me I did not dare to imagine, I just turned up my music, rested my head back and re-lived in my mind the previous 10 minutes.
When I looked up again my man had got off the bus. I must have dozed a little. Still I squeezed my thighs together and as if I needed confirmation, I felt the dampness still there.
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