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Moms Chicken Soup

The characters in this story are fictitious and have no real persons attached to the names. If there is anyone’s name mentioned it is purely coincidental. The recipe, on the other hand, is available by a book called “Natural Harvest: A Collection of Semen based recipes. Natural Harvest: A Collection of Semen Based …Book by Paul Photenhauer and you can order it through Google Books.

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Pokémon: the beginning

I frequently visit this site and had a different account that i wrote under. the fan fiction for pokémon always had the same degradation of Ash, who is the main character and one of my favorite childhood TV characters. I figured i’d try and set things right for fans who really enjoy the fiction and know the show.

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Help! – Part 9

A heart warming tale of a young boy who finds himself in a lot of trouble and needs a hero to “cum” and save him!

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Sins of the Flesh – Part 3

There comes a time when you have to choose between what others want for you and what you want for yourself. The time to decide what is truly right and what you have been told is right. After reaching this point, there is no turning back, and why would you want to?

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Christmas at the Donnelly’s: Sarah’s Story

This is one of four different points of view on this night. For the full story, check back for more!
Sarah lay in her bed watching the minutes on her digital alarm clock slowly flick, waiting for morning to come. It felt like hours since she’d gone to bed; in reality, only half an hour had passed. She was 13, and anxious to hear footsteps on the rooftop. She’d missed him every year; this time, she’d stay awake and finally meet Santa Claus.
She rolled over onto her back, adjusting her blanket to fit more snugly. Winter wasn’t usually this cold, but a sudden windstorm had blown in from the north, dropping the temperature to a record low. She was only wearing a light nightdress, but had on two extra blankets. It was more than enough to keep her warm, and Sarah liked the extra weight on top of her.
As Sarah settled in for a night of waiting for Santa to come visit, she let her imagination run wild about all the different gifts she would get that year. There was that new stuffed animal she had seen a few months before that would finally complete her collection. And of course the latest DVD releases of her favorite movies and TV shows….
Her thoughts continued to wander, and eventually she felt her eyelids get heavy, and her body relaxed itself. She tried to shake herself awake, but sleep was relentless, and she knew that she wouldn’t be able to fight it any longer.
But then she heard footsteps, and any chance sleep might have had vanished.
The footsteps were right outside her bedroom door! But there was something wrong with them. She realized quickly that the steps were leading down the hallway from her parent’s room, and as she listened she heard whoever was walking around their house head down the staircase. That didn’t make sense to Sarah, as their chimney led straight to the family room downstairs, and there was no way to get into her parent’s room other than the windows. Santa wouldn’t pass over a perfectly good chimney for a bedroom window, would he?
Sarah pushed off her blankets, careful not to wake her twin brother sleeping on the other side of the room. Her father had promised that she would get her own room in the new year, and she was quite anxious for it to happen. She had started bleeding a month ago, and although her mother told her it was normal, she didn’t want it to happen around her brother. Something just didn’t feel right about it.
Opening the door quietly wasn’t a problem. Her father kept the house well kept, and she’d been sneaking out of her room for years. She listened as the person walked down the stairs, trying to be silent but stepping on every creaking step. Sarah waited in the doorway to her room, and watched the silhouette of the person walk over to the family room. It was then that she saw the other person standing by the Christmas tree.
It was Santa Claus!
No one could mistake the hat with the fuzzy ball on the end. She squinted, but couldn’t make out where Santa had put his magical bag of gifts. It was then that one of the lamps in the family room turned on. Sarah had to look away for a moment, but once her eyes had adjusted, she snuck closer to the railing on the staircase and peered into the room downstairs for a better look.
She saw Santa, but he was much taller and thinner than all the story books. His beard was white, though, and he was wearing the right clothes. He must use his magic to make himself smaller, she thought to herself. That way he can fit in the chimney! It all made sense to her now. But then why was her mother down in the family room? Sarah realized that it was her mother, Jessica, who had walked down the hallway, which made sense seeing as the footsteps had started coming from her parent’s bedroom. Her mother had a housecoat on, and was talking quietly to Santa. She leaned as far forward as she could, trying to eavesdrop, but couldn’t make out any of the words they were saying. Her mother was probably telling Santa all about how Sarah had been a good girl all year, and really deserved whatever presents he had brought.
But again, Sarah could not find Santa’s sack anywhere in the room.
Then Santa leaned over and started kissing her mom, and thoughts of presents fled from Sarah’s mind.
She had never seen her father kiss her mother like this before. It looked rough, and painful, but she heard her mother sigh in what sounded like pleasure. Sarah could see their mouths open, tongues flitting in and out, bodies pressed up against each other. Sarah’s mouth slowly dropped open, amazed at seeing her mother act in such a new way. And with Santa! It wasn’t anything that she had ever dreamed about.
Santa’s hands were on her mother’s bum, and Sarah watches as those hands slid up her mother’s sides, pulling on the cloth keeping her housecoat on. Sarah watched as Jessica shrugs her shoulders back, and the housecoat slid off her shoulders to the floor.
Sarah bit her lip hard, trying not to gasp. Her mother was wearing underwear that was bright red, and fit better than anything Sarah had in her wardrobe. The bra was extremely low-cut, and Sarah could see much of the skin on her mother’s breasts. She looked down at her own, two small budding mounds that barely pushed up against the soft skin of her nightdress. She could see her skin through her dress, and the small white cotton panties she was wearing underneath. Sarah looked back up, staring at the red panties her mother was wearing, admiring the lace around the bottom seams. She wasn’t allowed to wear lace, and wondered why her mother was so adamant about it, and yet was wearing some herself.
She continued to watch her Santa walked over to the large leather recliner, pulling Jessica along by the hand behind him. She watches, amazed, as Santa undid the front of his pants, dropping them down to the ground. Her eyes widened as she saw her first penis. It looked just like the pictures she had seen in the books at school, only more purple. She had the perfect vantage point from her position on the stairs, looking at Santa from roughly a 45 degree angle. She watched as Jessica knelt on the ground, taking Santa’s penis – his cock – in both her hands. She watched intently as her mother moved her hands up and down, rubbing with one hand and twisting with the other. It seemed as though Santa’s cock grew even more once Jessica’s hands were on it. Jessica leaned over, taking the large purple tip in between her moist red lips.
Sarah was suddenly aware of a wetness between her thighs, and in a panic brought her hands up to her panties, ashamed that she had wet herself. No, she thought, if I had peed then I would have felt it. This is something else…
There was a warmth, certainly, but it wasn’t like anything she’d ever felt before. It was a deep warmth that came from somewhere inside, one that couldn’t be urine. She slowly slid one hand down the front of her panties, feeling the warmth of her own flesh. She pushed her hand lower and lower, and when her middle finger touched the first moist spot she almost gasped. She felt pleasure shoot through her, and once again bit her lip to keep from calling out.
Slowly, Sarah slid her hand down again, pushing it further and further, feeling the pleasure of contact in a new area radiate through her body. She looked back towards the family room, and saw her mother take one hand off Santa’s cock, putting even more of it in her mouth. She watched Jessica’s head move slowly up and down the shaft, going further and further down just like Sarah’s own hand, watching as her mother looked up at Santa with obvious lust in her eyes. She saw the same feeling matched in…
It was then that she saw Santa’s beard had fallen off. No, it was more than that. He had taken it off. And then Sarah realized something she had never wanted to consider. Santa Claus was actually her neighbor, Alex Murphy!
She didn’t think of how her mother shouldn’t be doing such private things with the neighbor. She didn’t think of what Mr. Murphy’s wife would do if she knew what was going on. Sarah’s only thought was of how all her life she had believed Santa lived in the North Pole when really he lived next door!
Alex had his hand in Jessica’s hair, and was guiding her head as her mother sucked his cock. Sarah began to move her own hand in a similar motion, finally understanding what those books were talking about when they mentioned stimulating the clit. She used her other hand to pull off her panties, giving more of an access to her fingers instead of having them pressed so hard against her. She sat down on the stairs, and very slowly rubbed the outside of her vagina with one finger. She leaned back, wanting to close her eyes and lose herself, but not wanting to miss what was happening in the family room. She felt strangely intoxicated, like if she looked away it would be worse than anything else she’d ever done.
So it was that she saw Alex deftly undo her mother’s red bra, and pull Jessica up to kiss him once more. The daughter watched as the mother slid off the lacy red panties, and then turned around, lowering herself onto Alex’s lap, pressing her back up against his chest. Sarah watched as Jessica’s hands grabbed Alex’s cock in her hands, and guided it to her vagina. Sarah saw his cock enter, and heard both adults as they sighed in unison.
She wanted to know what her mother was feeling, and so gently slid her middle finger into the hole she had been rubbing.
And it was magnificent. There were nerves that had never been touched, and they were on fire now that they were being touched. Sarah’s eyes were glued to her mother as she watched Jessica rock her hips back and forth, the cock inside of her sliding in and out with every motion. Her mother had her head leaned back, and Alex – still with his santa hat on – was sucking on Jessica’s neck. He had both hands on her breasts, kneading them so hard they were turning white. Sarah saw her mother’s nipples, saw that they were hard, and glanced down at her own. They too were more defined than they’d been before. She brought up her other hand, and began to mimic they way Alex was touching her mother.
She had to lean back against the wall, because the combined feeling of her finger inside of her and her hand on her small breast was overwhelming. She pushed harder with her finger, and felt a slight pinch. It was so sudden, she couldn’t help but gasp out in pain. She looked around quickly, trying to figure out if anyone had heard her, but no one came from the rooms upstairs, and her mother and Alex were too busy fucking.
She realized what word had just gone through her head, and even though she knew it wasn’t a good word to use, she knew what it meant and that it was right. She watched her mother get fucked by their neighbor, and knew that she was turned on. She felt more wetness between her legs, and inserted her finger even farther inside of her. She let out a small moan, and licked her dry, cracked lips. She moved her other hand back down, rubbing her clit at the same time. The sensation was too much, and she began gulping and gasping for air. Her hands were moving faster than ever, but it wasn’t fast enough, and suddenly her entire body seized up, her legs closing on her hands and waves of heat flooded her body. Again, her teeth came down on her lips, and she was surprised that they didn’t break. She realized that she had just given herself her first orgasm, and watched as her mother writhed on top of Alex’s cock, and listened as they both moaned and shook, their own orgasms happening at the same time. Sarah absently wondered if she would ever be able to do that with someone.
It was then that she realized that the pinching she’d felt earlier was her hymen breaking. She panicked, began to stand up, but then fell over. The orgasm she had given herself had sapped her of all her strength. She glanced down the stairs, and was alarmed to see that her mother was picking up her clothes, and putting on her housecoat. Mr. Murphy was gone, probably back up the chimney. Sarah grabbed her white panties, now dried, and used it to wipe up where she thought the blood might be, then scrambled back to her bed.
She laid down, turned towards the wall, and shut her eyes, praying that her mother didn’t come into her room. Sarah listened as her mother’s footsteps came up the stairs, then passed by the room she shared with her twin brother, before ending in her parent’s room. She sighed, grateful that she hadn’t been caught, but wondering when she’d be alone so that she could touch herself again…

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Agent 00SEX

This is my first story. Although I have chalked the outline for the sequel, you are welcome to give your suggestions. All critics are welcome.

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“Making My Sister Horny”

“Making My Sister Horny”
* A boys game with his sister progresses into way much more….than he expected… *
__I’m Ken. Let me tell you about my crazy family……
__”Ken, come here please.” It was my mom. She was smiling with that ornery grin of hers. She was in the back of the kitchen as usual wanting to have a private talk with me… again. I knew what she wanted. My sister was in the shower so she knew she had privacy to talk to me. She put her arms around my neck, held me close and said: “What do you have planned for tonight.?” I grinned at her said: “Playtime, of course.” I started squeezing her butt cheeks. She blushed and said: “Ken!, stop that. Play with your sister, but I’m your mom, we…I mean you… can’t do that.”
She always said that because I knew just how to make her aroused. She loved it when I fondled her butt, but always slowly stopped me.
Her real arousement came from me when I messed with my older sister. She encouraged me to fondle her and make her all hot and turned on. Mom’s big thrill was to watch us play grab ass in front of her.
She even secretly told me that watching us turned her on, and to feel free to do it in front of her. After dad left, she became close to me and I had the feeling she would love to fool around with me, but just couldn’t step over that line.
When your mom whispers in your ear that she likes it when I feel my sisters tits, I figured she wished it was her. My older sister Della, or Del as we called her, we talked privately about mom.
Del said: “Ken,…. mom’s got the hots for you. She’s using us to get herself all turned on. I know she masturbates thinking about us, I’ve heard her before later after we have played grab ass and got herself all hot. I know those sounds I hear from her bedroom, right next to mine. If it makes her happy, let’s increase it and just see what she does. I bet she comes after you. She’s a hot looking woman, and I just ’know’ you’d just love to ’do’ her, wouldn’t you Ken…huh?”
I walked up to her and said: “She’s not the one I’d like to ‘do‘, Del.” I reached up and felt her full tits. She took a big breath and closed her eyes and just stood there and let me feel her up. She finally said: “I have a boyfriend who would kick your ass if he knew you were feeling me up…., and. “ She reached down and felt my hardon. “….and if he knew about ‘this’ he would probably….god….who’s knows what.
Oh my,… mom would love to see us now, you with a big hardon.”
She grinned and whispered: (“…..mom! Ken’s got a big hardon, come and see it!”) We both giggled as she squeezed my hardon and I grabbed at her pussy.
Del knew what she was doing. She liked the attention she was getting from me and it also turned her on when we copped feels in front of mom. My sister was easy to make horny.
I had found this out a long time ago. I would do it just to watch her blush and get all flustered if I felt her up in the slightest way. She had no resistance to me.
I would walk in her room and smile at her. She would put her arm over her nice tits and cover her pussy with the other hand. She would blush and stutter…”I’ll ttttel mom” before I even touched her. I would whisper in her ear: (“Just let me see your tits, Del.”) She would be breathing hard with her eyes closed. (“…drop your arm and put your hands down to your side.”) I would say.
She would do it and whisper back: (“….mom will get mad at you Ken.”)
I would open what ever she had on and just look at her beautiful tits. She hardly ever wore a bra. She would hold on to me so she wouldn’t fall. I would kiss her titties and lick her nipples. I would then put my hand on her pussy and reach in deep and rub it, back to front. When my fingers came up and across her clit…she would jump and her legs would buckle.
I never knew it till later, but Del said at first she did tell mom what I was doing to her. Mom would smile and tell her that boys do these things and that just means he likes you. Now Del, tell me in detail what he does. Del would tell her every detail as mom seemed to be getting aroused by it. Then she would say how lucky she was to have a brother that likes you so much.
Del……
I was young and I ‘did’ like what Ken did, but I didn’t want to get in trouble for it , so I told mom to report my ’innocents’ of it all. It turned out that mom liked hearing what ken did to me. I then from time to time told her what the latest happenings were. I liked telling her in private, it turned me on telling it myself. We got so we would giggle and whisper like it was secret ’girl talk’.
As time passed mom would catch him feeling me up. She would tee hee and act like it was nothing and then encourage him privately to do it even more but…in front of her.
Ken….
I thought about what Del said, to increase it to see just what mom would do. It sounded like fun to me, so I told Del: “Let’s go for it for fun and see what mom does.” She was all for it and she bet mom would run to the bathroom to go finger herself! I said she might attack me! We giggled about what she ‘might’ do.
We planned a night to get mom all hot watching us.
The late evening came and Del came out of the shower wearing just a white towel and a towel on her head. She looked very sexy. She came in the living room and said: “Mom do we have any more of that warming lotion?” Mom sat on the couch and smiled at her and then me. She said no, that we were out. I then said. “I have some, hold on.”
I went and got it and started putting it on Del’s neck and shoulders. I told her then to lay on the couch. Mom was at the far end of it. I had Del lay on her tummy. I straddled her ass and pulled her towel down. Mom’s smiling eyes were glued to us. She was only a foot away from us. I massaged Del’s back and kept going all the way down her legs. She moaned and squirmed as I did her ass and between her thighs. We both took peeks at mom and watch her face in delight as she watched.
I laid down on Del’s back and took off the towel from her head. I massaged her head with my fingers. She moaned so sexy. I noticed mom’s hand disappear in robe. She was feeling something in there. I just had on shorts and no shirt. Del and I were skin to skin from the waist up. My hardon was between her legs and she was squirming on it. We both could hear mom’s labored breathing.
Mom got up. She turned out all but one dim light. She sat in the chair facing us. She slowly opened her legs and put her hand down her panties. I whispered to Del: (“…I think she going to get herself off while she watches us.”) Del whispered back between moans…: (“….keep going, now maybe we get to watch her.”)
I kept going and pushed my hardon deep between Del’s legs. She moaned and pushed back on it. Mom’s legs now were wide apart as she was rubbing herself a little faster.
At this point…something had to happen. I knew our minds all had thoughts racing at full speed.
Ken: I was so close to putting my hardon in Del I decided I was going to do it…when….Del….
Del: Enough is enough. I quick turned over and pushed Ken’s shorts down. Both our hands met on his hardon as we guided it in me. We were going to have sex right in front of mom.
Mom: My fantasy is coming true right before my very eyes. Watching my kids have sex with each other. I know it sounds crazy, but it’s just something I have a thing for. I’m taking these panties clear off so I can get off with them.
Ken: I was a goner. I had to fuck Del now, and nothing else mattered. Mom would just have to watch. I had my hardon in Del’s warm wet pussy and I was going for it.
Del: My legs came up and around Ken and I was going to do it…., I had to have him, and right now.
Mom: How many orgasms can a woman have in one sitting….who’s counting…this my ultimate fantasy…I hope they have beautiful sex for me.
I’ve got 4 fingers in my pussy and two are massaging my G spot….I may pass out…if I do, it will be worth it. Oh my god!…look at them go so wild and with so much passion. Del is moaning and Ken is groaning beautiful. I’m losing my mind with this…ohhh, I’m going to climax with them…..Ohh Yesssssssss!
Ken: damn, can Del ever fuck good, she knows just how to peak us…..oh hellllllll….my ball are exploding…..
I unloaded the best cum of my life, blast after blast of cum flooded Del as she moaned a yelp that just kept me keep cuming.
Del: Oh….my….god!….my whole body is trembling….my pussy is going spasm crazy. My legs are jerking and pounding Ken’s ass. Oh god….. Ken don’t stop cuming…yes yes yes….
Mom: My legs are shaking as this wonderful climax has them trembling out of my control…
Ken…..
Del and I put mom to bed. She was like a limp rag. She mumbled and kept rubbing her pussy.
Del and I then got in my bed and went for more…all night we were locked together, in our own bliss. We let it all out. I licking her pussy till she squirmed with moaning delight. We licked and sucked every part of our bodies. All that time of wanting to have hot sex, was now happening…
Mom…..
It’s 3am.
They didn’t even notice me as I stood in Ken’s doorway, watching them do everything. I stood there with a wet pussy and gasping breath. My fingers gave me some of the pleasure I wanted….but….
Watching Ken put his sister in sexual heaven, and Del’s beautiful euphoric reaction…left me with one last burning secret desire…..
(….to have my turn with… Ken…)

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Office dream part 2

It was a hot summer day in the office and I was working late. For some reason, I was feeling really horny and my mind started to wander…

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Nothing Like Roses

Breathless…
He grabs my wrist and pulls me towards him roughly, his mouth connecting with mine hard. He kisses me hard, biting my lip, flicking his tongue against my unwilling one.
It’s just us in this stairway, everyone has left the school, even the janitors. I had only come back to look for my glasses. And there he was, perched on the railing of the stairs, my glasses dangling from his index finger, a hungry savage look in his eyes.
He pins me to the wall, biting my neck hard, before licking back up to my lips, biting my lower one so hard it bleeds. I cry out in pain, and ashamed pleasure. He has my wrists pinned on my sides, and pushes his bulge to my leggings-clad crotch, making me squirm.
I had seen him in the halls before, an almost invisible outcast clad in black, his head down, hood up to hide his headphones. I had caught him staring at me in class on more than one occasion, but he wouldn’t look away, his brown eyes unyielding.
He silently lets one wrist go, pulling me into the nearby boys’ bathroom. He pushes me into the biggest stall and locks it behind him. My heart is racing as he pulls off his shirt, throwing it into a corner and pushing me against a wall. He pulls my shirt off, my bra clasp breaking and coming off too, and grabs my right breast hard, my nipples perking up in the cold.
One time, when I arrived home after school, I found a rose dipped in black wax on my desk in my room. My window was wide open, my curtains whipping about in the wind. I hadn’t even considered it was him, not then…
He turns me around, bending me over and placing my hands against the wall. He rubs his clothed crotch against the ass of my leggings, making me shake with anticipation. I feel myself get wet, and hear the sound of a zipper going down. He pulls down my panties and leggings, his hand sliding over my bare bum.
In the weeks after the first rose, I found eleven other ones around my room, in places I knew they hadn’t been in the previous days. It made me feel violated and nervous, but also excited. Who was coming in and leaving these roses? Would I ever catch them in the act?
He spreads my legs and bends me over further, reaching his hand between my legs to run a finger over my slit, making me shiver. He slowly slides it inside me, probably feeling my immense wetness. I feel my face redden in embarrassment, and he begins to finger-fuck me. I gasp and savor the pleasure.
After I had counted a dozen wax-dipped roses, I put them in an empty red vase on my bedside table, staring at them each night before bed, and each morning before getting up. One day, I woke up and saw them wrapped in a red ribbon. My heart sank when I realized he had been in my room while I was asleep. He could’ve done anything…
He pulls his finger out of my tight wetness and I practically whimper, but immediately feel his bare cock line up with my puss. I bite my lip, bracing myself for a hard thrust I expect to be coming. But instead, he slowly pushes in, inch by inch. His hand softly caresses my back, and he begins to work a slow thrusting rhythm.
One day, I found a pair of brand new black lacey panties, a matching bra, and garters, sitting on my pillow after school. I waited til everyone in the house was asleep that night before putting them on, the only black I had ever worn, and looked in the mirror. I was sexy, slutty…I put my hair up in a messy bun and applied some red lipstick, staring at myself in the mirror.
He continues fucking me, reaching down and around to gently rub my swollen clitoris, making me twitch with concentrated pleasure. “Cum for me, darling,” he whispers, and I feel a submissive pet sort of bliss fall over me, making me mewl softly as he barely increases his tempo.
The night I wore those panties, that bra, those garters, the lipstick… I put my mirror across from the foot of my bed, propped myself up, and pulled my panties aside. I could see my trimmed pubic hair, and spread my legs further apart. I watched myself masturbate in the mirror that night, making me feel dirty, cheap, and alive.
I feel myself start to climax, my vaginal walls tightening around his thrusting cock. My whimpers get louder, and i make my hands into fists so I don’t break my nails digging them into the wall. He keeps thrusting, his hand on my clit rubbing faster and harder, making me cry out.
The next day, after I had hid the lingerie in a drawer that night, I woke up and found an envelope next to the vase of roses. When I opened it, out fell a picture of me from the previous night, obviously taken from the window above my bed. I could see a reflection of the picture-taker….him.
I feel my orgasm hit me like a wave of almost painful pleasure, my cum soaking his cock, and I almost go weak. The release is incredible, and I whisper my gratitude. I lean against the wall for a moment, feeling him pull out, hearing the zipper go up, and see him from the corner of my eye putting his shirt on. He kisses me on the cheek, petting my hair lightly before leaving.
This morning, I woke up and found an envelope next to my bed. It had a picture of me, a reflection from a mirror, depicting me masturbating in slutty lingerie. In the reflection, I saw a face, finally finding out who had been doing all of this…my stepbrother.

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Neighbor Chaser 1

I’ve always had some adoration for Justin. From brotherly affection to adult lust. It is a bit weird since we grew up together, but that’s also the best thing about being neighbors too.

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Seize the Day-1

We’ve been friends for years. We’ve always been close buds. Even after I married, you and I stayed close friends.

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The Life of Megan

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Sighing, Megan gets out of her car and locks it, as she walks up the path to her house. Unlocking the door, she walks in, kicks her shoes off, and throws her keys onto the table there by the door. Turning, she shuts the door and locks it.
Having just turned 20, Megan already had her own house and a good paying job. Yet, she still couldn’t find someone to satisfy her nightly hunger for sex. It’s not that they didn’t want her, she just didn’t want them. She stood five foot four inches, with long flowing black hair and green eyes. Her slender figure and 34B sized tits, just the perfect handful, was the fantasy of every man who laid eyes on her.
After closing the blinds on the main level, Megan makes her way up the stairs to her room, stripping out of her work pants and shirt on the way. Walking into her bedroom in only her matching black lacey bra and thong, she walks over to her bedside table and opens the drawer, pulling out her trusty sex toys that got her off every night.
At an early age, she had started playing with her clit and fingers her pussy, quickly upgrading to using whatever she could find around the house. From her ice cubes to give her pussy a tingling sensation, to her brush handle for deep penetration, and everything in between. Once she had turned 18, the first thing she had done was head for the nearest sex shop and bought her her own toys, which she still had and used today.
Walking over to the TV, she turns it on and pops in her favorite porn movie. The one that always made her pussy dripping wet. Walking back over to her bed, Megan lies down and watches the TV, waiting for her favorite part to come on that always made her wet.
Reaching down, she starts to rub her clit through her thong, imagining that the girl in the movie was her, and the guy’s hand was rubbing her clit instead of hers. Next, she moves her thong aside and grabs her 8 inch vibe and turns it on low, rubbing it up and down her pussy, pretending it was the cock of her lover.
For the next half hour, Megan does everything that happens on the porno, from every thrust and cry of pleasure, to every orgasm. Knowing her favorite part was coming; Megan sits up in the bed and buries her vibe deep in her pussy, so she can ride it during her favorite seen.
The video jumps from a girl getting pounded by two cocks, one in her pussy and one in her ass, to a dark basement with a girl tied up, doggy style.
She was bent over a bench with her hands and feet tied to each leg and a ball gag in her mouth. In walks a man dressed in all black, with a black ski mask on, to give the allure of danger and suspense. Megan’s ultimate fantasy was to be tied up and used as a play thing for a man’s pleasure.
The guy on the video pulls on the ropes tying the girl down; to make sure she wouldn’t get away and leaves the screen. A few minutes later he comes back with a, 3 year old, Great Dane and Megan starts to rock back and forth on her vibe knowing what was to come.
The guy pats the girl’s back and the Dane jumps up mounting his bitch. After giving a few heartfelt thrusts the Dane’s cock finds its mark and buries deep into the girl’s waiting pussy. Feeling the Dane’s cock thrust deep into her in a single thrust, the girl cries out in shock around the gag in her mouth. Her pussy never having been so full of cock, let alone dog cock.
As the dog continues to fuck his bitch with powerful thrusts, the guy walks around to the front of the girl and drops his jeans. Moving closer to her, he pulls the gag out of her mouth and thrusts his cock down her throat. The girl chokes and struggles to suck on his cock without throwing up. The girl’s hot mouth on his cock drives him crazy, grabbing fistfuls of her hair he starts to thrust against her mouth, his thrust in time with the dogs, but the dog having three thrusts for his everyone.
Moaning, Megan pulls the vibe out of the pussy and slides it into her ass. Reaching over she grabs a 10 inch vibe and slides it into her pussy. Groaning at the feeling of being full, she starts to rock back and forth on the two cocks while she pinches and rubs her clit, knowing the guy and the dog on the video were both about to cum.
The dog gives a soft bark and the girl gasps around the guys cock, as the Dane unloads shot after shot of his hot doggy cum into the girls soaked pussy. Watching the dog cum drives the guy over the edge and he cums as well, down the girl’s throat, making her gag on his cum as she is forced to swallow it.
Megan watches as the dog turns around to be ass to ass with the girl. The camera zooms in on the girl’s pussy so the dog and her tied together could be seen. This is the last straw and causes Megan to go over the edge. She cries out in ecstasy as she orgasms, her body shaking as ripple after ripple of pleasure shoots through her.
After orgasming for five minutes straight, Megan slides the toys from her body and shuts the TV off. She washes the toys, puts them away and gets into the shower, wondering when and if she would every find someone who would be into the same things she was. Finishing her shower, she dries off and heads to bed, there was no need to wear anything to bed when she lived alone. Lying down, she covers up and falls asleep, dreaming of the day she had had, and dreaming of the day to come.

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Ultimate Sleepover

The Ultimate Sleepover
* Mia’s new girlfriend Jamie was treated to Mia’s super secret… during a sleepover at her house. *
__I’m Jamie. I liked walking in the woods behind my house. My house was always full of people all the time and so I would go down to the woods for privacy. I found a real secluded spot. I would sit there and think about my science teacher Mr. Houser. I had a really big crush on him.
One day I started getting very excited thinking about Mr. Houser. I pictured him taking me in his arms and telling me he loved me and just had to kiss me. We kissed right in the class room with a locked door. He would feel my tits and rub my pussy. I got myself all hot and excited. I checked all around and then put my hand in my panties. I fingered myself as I thought about him. I kept it up and orgasmed right there….wow…that was so special.
I was going down to my ’spot’ one afternoon when I saw another girl. I had seen her at school but I didn’t know her. I walked up to her and said hello. She said hi and we started talking. After a while she said she came down here to think. “Think about what?”…I asked. “Sex“, she said. She said she had a ’spot’ where she liked to sit and think about…. something.
She said she like to come here and sit in her ’spot’ and finger herself and think about…. ‘him‘. She never said who ‘him’ was.
I told her about the teacher Mr. Houser and what I came here to do. She said:
“Oh god,…… I’ve seen Mr. Houser and he is so hot looking.” I showed her my ’spot’. She said it was more secluded than hers.
We went in my hidden spot and sat down. She pulled out her hair bush and said: “This is my other boyfriend.” I looked puzzled at her. She said to watch. She lifted her skirt up, pulled her panties to one side and started putting the slick handle slowly in her pussy.
I had never seen a girl do this and I started getting excited watching her. She closed her eyes and spread her legs wide. She mumbled…“….you feel so good…”
This was very hot to watch. I began to rub my pussy slightly, hoping to be unnoticed. She kept going until she lifted up her hips and shuddered. She had an orgasm. It looked way more exciting than the ones I was having.
Girls who have a hot boyfriend ether like to show him off,….or keep quiet about him so other girls won’t go after him. I figured she was keeping this boyfriend all to herself. We met in the woods many times and both fingered ourselves. Me fantasizing about Mr. Houser, and her with her secret boyfriend.
Over time she began to reveal more about this ’mystery’ boyfriend. They were having glorious sex, and she said he was the ultimate. I envied her and fingered myself, sharing her description of this hot guy. She got into details that were making me extremely turned on. I just let her talk as I fingered myself to great orgasms.
Mia noticed my interest in her descriptions and she liked to make me all turned on talking about…’him’. This wasn’t just a story, it was really happening to her I felt. This ’him’ thing was driving me crazy. Who was he? A guy she met somewhere? I wanted a face to fantasize about. She described him as so hot, and how he had sex with her, his build and even details about his cock. Why was she here fingering herself about ’him’ when she was having hot with him? Was is possible that she was making this up?….I figured… no, she knew to many details about him.
I had to find out. Something was very strange about this.
One afternoon she invited me to do a ’sleepover’ at her house. I jumped at the chance and felt maybe…. I’d find out more about ’him’. That Friday night I arrived.
It was a nice house. Her dad was a railroad train driver and was gone days at a time she said. Her older brother looked after things while he was away.
We went to her room and got in our pajamas. After watching some computer porn, we lay on her big bed. I had to know more about this ‘him’ guy.
Finally, she talked about ‘him’. Their basement was rented out. It had it private entrance in the back. She said that was where Logan, or ‘him’ lived. She said she was having a secret affair with him, and no one knew. She said she trusted me never to say anything to anyone…ever. I agreed.
She said she had told him about her new friend, me, and he wanted to meet me.
By now I was dieing to meet this guy. Her descriptions of how hot and sexy he was,… I just had to meet him. She said her brother was leaving for the night soon, and her dad was at work so the timing was perfect for us.
She explained some things….
It was pitch black in the basement, and must remain that way when we go down. “Bummer”, I said. I won’t be able to see him. “You won’t need to, you’ll just ‘feel’ him. You can feel his face, that’s the way we do everything, by feel. We started out that way and we liked it so much, we keep it that way…you’ll find out what we mean tonight.
I was still bummed that I wasn’t going to see this…’Logan’ she called him.
She explained. “Logan was born blind. He had an operation in his teens and could now see perfect. He grew up in dark world and preferred it at night. Mia was gone the day he moved in and when she went to the basement to introduce herself, It was all dark down there.
She said:
“ I heard his voice say: “You must be Mia, come on down, I prefer the darkness if you don’t mind. I’ll come and lead you down the steps.” The door slowly closed by itself and I felt a warm hand on mine.
He led me to his big bed and sat me down. We held hands and talked. I can’t explain how sensuous it was. He talked softly and I got real horny listening to him. His hands felt mine and I scooted closer to him. He said I felt so beautiful and smooth, he really liked me. I felt him back. His arms and then we felt our faces. I got chills as we felt each other on clear times, more and more.
As I felt his warm face….I just….kissed him. I don’t even know why….I had a urge…so I did. From there we kissed and felt each other up. It was so awesome Jamie,….I got the best tingles in my pussy….ever.
Each night it was clear, I went to him and we’ve been having sex for a while now.”
I said: “You’ve never even seen the guy???”
“Nope, he comes in the back way late and I now prefer not to see him with my eyes, I see him with my hands, like he does me.”
I lay trying to imagine this Logan and me feeling him and him feeling me. It sounded very exciting in a lot of ways. I looked over at Mia smiling. “It this for real?” I said. “Wait till my brother leaves and you can find out for yourself.”
I think my heart jumped a beat.
We heard her brothers car leave. I gave out a quiet gulp as we got up and walked to the back of the house. She held my hand and opened the basement stairs door. When it closed…it was completely black. “Logan, I brought that ’special’ friend that you wanted to meet.”
She had told him about me?…..and now he wants to meet me?……my heart is pounding so hard right now. She held my trembling hand and carefully led me down the stairs. She led me over to a big bed and had me sit down. I hear this soft low voice. “Hi Jamie, I’m Logan, may I hold your hand?…we prefer to see with our hands.” I raised my hand up and he felt and found it. He had large warm hands. He put my hand between both of his. He felt my hand …very soothing and nice. “Relax Jamie, just feel my hands, feel free to feel anything you like.”
My first reaction was to feel his face, to get an idea what he looked like. He seemed to know this and raised my hand to his face. I felt all over his face. I got a automatic feel of a beautiful face. Wavy hair, he was clean shaven and had smooth skin. I was impressed and I got a new kind of turn on. Mia had told me so much, it was really effecting all my sexual buttons. I just….put his hand up to my face in return. I scooted closer to him. He whispered: (“….my god your beautiful…let me do something first…just sit and listen…”
Mia sat on the other side of him. I had no idea what they were doing. Then I heard whispering, giggling and little moans from Mia.
Oh god…are they going to have sex or something while I sit right here! I felt a hot panic feeling , but mega turned on all at the same time. She had described so many time how hot their sex was. Were they going to let me listen to them have sex?
I heard and felt movement. I heard walking. Someone was going up the stairs. I think it was Mia. Then I felt Logan’s warm hand on mine. The door opened and I could make out it was Mia leaving.
I got the instant feeling she was going to let me have time with Logan…alone. Oh god I like that idea. Logan said: “Don’t you know who I am Jamie? “ He spoke louder this time…that voice…oh my god…
“Jamie, Logan is my middle name, does the name ’Houser’ mean anything to you?”
It was him! Mr. Houser my dream guy, my science teacher, my fantasy lover….I swallowed and said: “Mr. Houser?” “Logan.” he said.
“Can you keep this all quiet?… I don’t want to go to jail and get fired.” he said.
I said: “Ooooo Yes!, I never tell anyone ever!…so Mia knew this all the time?…”
“You started it when you said how much you liked me, over and over. She planed this all out to bring us together. I have liked you both for a long time and she wanted to please me, by sharing me with you. Is that ok with you?”
I put his warm hand up to my face. “Mr. Houser…I mean…’Logan’, you just don’t know how long I’ve dreamed about you. This is…oh my god…my dream coming true.”
I felt his face as he felt mine. We slowly brought our faces close together and I felt his heat as our lips met. A soft sensuous, long heart throbbing kiss. We held the kiss…like forever. He put me in dreamland. We slowly leaned back on the bed and turned toward each other.
He told me how he would sneak looks at me in class and how he wished we could be together someday…but knew we never could. He said this was his ’dream come true’ also.
We talked about our feelings for each other as we kissed our faces, and felt our faces and arms. We had all night to be together. We took each others pajamas slowly off. We felt every inch of our bodies. The build up of desire was becoming higher and higher between us. My eyes told me nothing, but my fingers and his on our bodies told us we needed to be ’real’ close together. The body kissing began.
He began to kiss my tits and run his tongue around my nipples. I felt his hair an pushed my pussy on him. You could just feel the fever began to rise. I wanted him in me so bad now I began to whimper as his lips traveled down my tummy.
I began to squirm as his tongue zig zagged down closer to my wet pussy. I thought: “…oh yes…it’s going to happen!”…no one had ever kissed and licked my pussy. He would be the first. I rolled over on my back as his hands went under my legs. Up they came and wide open went my knees. I felt his teasing tongue dance around my wetness and tease my pussy more.
My fingers kept pulling on his hair by themselves. His tongue created tingles in the insides of my legs, the pushed them to my pussy… they went inside my pussy and just added to the tingles building there. The aroma of his aftershave, my perfume and a new aroma of girls pure ’sex’ all blended together around us.
I wanted to yell…”Hurry!”…yet I wanted the anticipation to last forever.
I jumped. His tongue touched my clit gently and began to put me in a trance. His tongue was making love to my clit….I felt a warm finger enter my pussy and massage it. His warm breath put tingles in top of tingles. My hips moved with his fingers. I was starting to have one continuous slow orgasm. My clit was swelled slightly and was kissing his tongue back with each stroke. I had heard about a G spot, and now I knew where it was. His finger moved around in a circle over it. The orgasms got stronger and I didn’t even know what moans I was making.
He stopped. He inched his way back up on me. He whispered: (“…you feel as smooth as a warm porcelain china doll. I dreamed you would. I wanted so bad to touch you in class…but knew I never could.”)
Those words jolted me as a big orgasm ran thru my pussy. I had to moan in his ear softly. His finger never left my pussy as he massaged it so beautiful….then…I felt it withdraw and the head of his erection start up and down my slit gently. I was shaking with the anticipation of what was coming…..
This would be my first sex. He seemed to know it and was so gentle. I felt the head of his erection ease it’s way in my pussy, I lost my breath and I kissed him with all the passion I had. My legs wrapped around his as we seemed to become one. My arms held him tight as I was sent to another world. I was having sex with a god. His big body glided with mine as the tension was beginning to come up to savage levels. He said…” I love you Jamie”, …“Yes Logan, and I love you my…oh my god“….I couldn’t talk….bursts of euphoria took over my body as I felt shots of hot cum being injected in my pussy. He squeezed me so tight as I froze and let the feelings have their way with us….every nerve shook, I gasp over and over again as each shot of cum shot in me. It was to much as I moaned endlessly. He whispered: (“…oh my god Jamie, you’ve taken my soul and blended it with yours.”)
I heard his words like in a dream…echoing over and over….’you’ve taken my soul’…and he was right…we were ’one’ now, and nothing else mattered…..
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I sat in Mr. Houser’s class and tried not to look at him. I had an inner tremble that no one but him would know about….as he had one also. All I could think about was graduation and we could finally be together. He was at the prom as a chaperone. The very last dance, they turned the lights down very low. We quick snuck out and met in Logan’s dark class room. He locked the door as we could still hear the band. We danced slow until everyone was gone….We were free as of…. right now….
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I got an ’A++’ in ‘Mr. Houser’s’ class….. Mia has a new boyfriend. He’s the new Science teacher at the school,….
…he’s rented Mia’s dad’s basement….

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