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Forced to be a Fuck Doll II

Ashlynn had been forcefully moved to a different room that was entirely white with one table and one armchair. The two men who apparently worked for the man she only knew as ‘Master’ had forced her to put on a sheer white baby doll with only lace white panties underneath. They gruffly pinched at her nipples and laughed to themselves and they were pushing her around.
” This little cunt is going to love Mr. Statler…and don’t bother screaming and whining to him, he’s paying good money to play around with you…and he likes his girls scared and young.” They shortly left the room leaving Ashlynn alone. It all felt so unreal to her…this couldn’t be happening…how long are they going to keep her there…
Before the two men had dragged her to this room they had made her shower and demanded that she shave her pussy completely bare. They also watched her intently while she did so…but Ashlynn has learned by then not to resist.
Before long the door opened and another man in an expensive looking suit walked in. Ashlynn guessed he was probably 50 years old, she stared at him, her eyes starting to tear up. The man was carrying a leather case that resembled a tool box and he sat it on the ground and looked at her and smiled.
“Turn around for me, baby.” He said.
Ashlynn slowly started to turn around, wishing she was unconscious.
“Good. Now take down those panties, spread your legs and bend down and grab your ankles.” He casually demanded.
Ashlynn stalled and began to cry.
“You little bitch. Do as I say!” He reached into his case and pulled out a leather riding crop and quickly advanced to her.
She fearfully pulled her panties down and bent over as he asked. Her ass and pussy were now exposed to him and the cool air. Before she knew it he sharply brought down the riding crop on her ass. She yelped with pain.
“That’s for stalling, you whore.” He hit her ass ass several more times as she stood bent over and then began lightly slapping her pussy with it.
“Reach back her and spread those cute little pussy lips for me. I wanna see if you;re as tight as they said you were.”
Ashlynn awkwardly reached up and pulled apart her lips, the cool air on her exposed cunt sent a chill down her spine. She felt the man staring at her cunt intently and prodding her open hole with the riding crop.
“Alright, good. Take that nightie off and get on that table. Now.”
Ashlynn quickly did so, fearing the crop.
“Bend your knees and spread your legs.”
He opened his case again and was digging around, when he found what he wanted to came back to table and showed her a large toy dick. “Alright, slut, pretend it’s a popsicle and get it nice and wet with your mouth. Trust me, you’ll want it wet”
Ashlynn blushed intensely and reached out for dildo, she began licking it and sloppily sucking on it for a minute or two.
“Alright, now your gonna toy with your pussy…and don’t half ass it because you’re not stopping until I see that your cunt is sopping wet, got it?” He pulled the arm chair up the table right in front of her open pussy and sat down. “Go on.”
Ashlynn, never having used a toy before, timidly brought it to her pussy and began nudging her clit with it. She was ashamed to find that she was extremely responsive…being naked and spread open for a stranger had been slightly turning her on and she hated herself for it.
“Slap your clit with.”
Ashlynn obeyed just to hear him demand to do it again and again.”Come on, harder. Torture that sweet little pussy.” After awhile Ashlynn noticed she was getting moist, and then she felt warm liquid dripping out of her pussy hole and onto the table. The man laughed, “Now fuck yourself with it. Do it, cunt.”
She slowly pushed the dildo up her tight pussy and had to steadily hold it otherwise her pussy would push it out, not having been entered in a few months. After pushing it in and out for awhile, trying to suppress her pleasure, the man sat up and shoved it all the in to the base. He then grabbed a roll of duct tape and began taping it in place inside her hot pussy. Ashlynn moaned, half in pain half with pleasure.
“Ah, see? You are just a little cum slut…born to please me.” He then roughly grabbed her legs and turned her over and forced her up on all fours.
He grabbed some nipple clamps out of his case, with small weights chained to the end of them. He stuck these onto her nipples and she whimpered at the sharp sting. “Those little nipples are going to be so fucking hard and stiff when I take these offs.” He said to himself as he slapped her tits. Her nipples hurt so bad, and the weights were pulling them down mercilessly. The man walked around behind her and she felt something cold being smeared over her asshole.
“No! Please don’t!” Ashlynn cried out. The man answered by pinching her swollen clit. He then proceeded to rubbing her asshole with the lube, and soon she felt something being forced up her ass. She looked behind her to see a plastic tube being inserted into her ass. The tube was connected to a large bag of water. He kept pushing the tube farther and farther into her ass and Ashlynn could feel her insides cramping and convulsing, the skin at her asshole opening felt like it was about to tear. Finally he stopped pushing it into her and raised the bag up into air, she could feel the liquid begin to fill her ass.
“Oh, god…” Ashlynn moaned…this sensation felt so strange, not entirely painful but definitly, her nipples with turning numb but were dully throbbing, her pussy was spasming in an attempt to expell the dildo taped inside of her, and her knees were aching from supporting her.
When the bag was empty he demanded that she clench her asshole as tight as she could. “Anything that comes out, I’m making you lick up and even it’s it a drop I’m going to let everyone in this place your tight ass”
Believing his threat she clenched as tight as she could as he pulled the tube out, once it was out he pressed something like a plug into her asshole to keep it in. The plug was thicker than the tubing has been and it seemed she could feel it touching up against the dildo buried in her pussy. Her knees and palms were aching and having to remain on all fours.
“Alright, let’s see how your little dirty cunt is doing” He mercilessly ripped off the tape, she could feel it tear off of her tender pussy skin, and the dildo immediately shot out of her dripping pussy.
“So fucking wet.” He observed and he easily inserted a couple fingers into her cunt. After exploring for a bit, he pulled them out and Ashlynn noticed they were covered in white cream.
“Clean them off, you horny little bitch” He shoved his fingers into her mouth and Ashlynn tasted her own creamy saltiness.
“Alright, now get off the table and stand up. Be careful to not let the plug come out!”
Ashlynn slowly and awkwardly climbed off the table, clenching her ass so the plug wouldn’t pop out. Her stomach hurt and she saw that it was slightly rounder with all the water inside her. The small weights were swinging painfully due to her movements.
He sat back down in his chair, “Now come over here and give me a lap dance…you got to make me want to fuck that dirty little pussy of yours…you better make it seem like you want it bad or else. Rub that pussy into me and beg me to fuck you.”
Ashlynn was mortified…she stiffly walked over to the chair, it was hard with her ass filled up…and straddled his lap. She began grinding her hips into him and she felt his hard cock through his pants. “Please, fuck me.” She whined.
“Sir, call me sir.”
“Please fuck me, sir.” She grinded into his dick harder, it began to feel good and her body desperately wanted release no matter how it betrayed her mind.
“Shake those tits, slut”
Ashlynn painfully tried to shake her tits around, the weights and clamps more painful than ever. “Please,f uck me, Sir. PLEASE! Fuck me!”
“You’re just a filthy little slut…your pussy is so fucking sloppy from that huge dildo. WHy would I want you?” He laughed as he ripped one of the clamps off, then the other.
Ashlynn cried out in pain while she despreately tried to keep rubbing her cunt against his dick, she could feel her wetness being slathered all over his pants.
“Well, you’re desperate enough to ruin a perfectly good pair of pants… I guess I could fuck you since you want it do damn bad.” And with that he threw her off his lap and onto the floor.
“Just don’t fucking cum, and definitely don’t let that plug out.” He yelled as he slid his pants down and rammed his hard giant cock inside her. He began fucking her furiously…way harder and more brutal than she had ever been taken before. She felt like she was being split in two and was trying as hard as she could to clench her ass. He gan biting and sucking at her nipples, letting all his weight crush her onto the hard floor. She felt her hugely swollen clit throbbing against him and he thrust inside her one last time actually sliding her back along the floor. He groaned as his hot cum began filling her, something she had never experienced, and before she knew what was happening her pussy began spasming and convulsing to orgasm…unwillingly the anal plug shot out of her and the water was gushing to the floor. After a wave of delirious pleasure overtook her, she immediately felt afraid knowing she hadn’t followed orders.

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Shameful desires.

A poor Estonian girl, confused about her feelings towards a Russian man after putting his finger where it doesn’t belong.

Fantasm

Blinding Lust 2: The Dark Lord’s Awakening

Disclaimer: I hoped you liked the first part of this saga I have started…it’s my first sex story, I have yet to expand more…but I hope you will understand…I will try my best to meet your expectations in the stories to follow…but I hope you will follow this story as it progresses…and it would be helpful if you leave me comments…hope you will enjoy…
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Blinding Lust 2 – The Dark Lord’s Awakening
No ordianry man could hear it, and he had never been more proud of himself for choosing this place for this very moment that he had been waiting…it had been 22 years since he first heard that beat…that single powerful beat of her heart…like a radar, signaling her arrival…and finally awaken, he whispered in the air…”At last…”
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After her quick dinner, Ramona led her to her room upstairs on the east wing of the mansion…the room is the last room on that side…when they entered, Natalia was beyond shocked, surprised, stunned because the room she was taken to is so large…almost a quarter of the size of the orphanage…and it’s too beautiful…like the rest of the house it is white and adorned with beautiful decors that has gold details…only these one is more feminine…and it has a balcony that not only opens to the whole east side of the mansion but also has a view of the front and back part of it…a perfect 180 degree view…and the ocean ahead was just stunning…she wanted badly to savor it all but she was really tired…and she has yet to meet the rest of the staff the next day…but the moment that she was standing on the side of the bed, she collapsed onto it immediately.
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It was same darkness…same garden…but this time, the roses didnt melt…just stayed on the stems that held them…but still all bloody red…she looked around and noticed that it has gotten really big compared last time…she was just surrounded by plants…she was absent-midedly wandering around, looking for an exit when she felt “it”…desperately, she ran and ran…her feet were bare and now feeling numb as the path gets colder and colder….but she didnt slow down,,,she ran even faster…she saw a little clearing ahead, then ran towards it….she stumbled as she got inside the clearing…to her dismay…what she thought was the exit, she figured immediately, given the paths that surrounded, she was stucked more than ever…she was now standing right in the middle of that garden…frustrated and wanting to cry, she sat in the middle of the cirlce where all paths joined…closed her eyes, hoping she could get out of it…then the wind blew around her then suddenly died…but before she could open her eyes…she heard “it”…she heard “him”…
“Natalia….” spoken in the most softest whisper she ever heard
…but what startled her most was the proximity… the voice came just right at the back of her ear…she slowly stood up as he heard and felt him breathing right at the back of her neck…his breath sending chills all over her body…determined, she took a deep breath and quickly turned to finally see him….yet what greeted her was a blinding light… the morning light…
A dream, she sighed…she knew she was dreaming…but that dream seemed to feel more real than reality…then “reality” hits her…
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“NO! I’m late!” she hissed to herself…she cannot be late on her first official day of work…although she cannot tell what time it was since there was no clock in the room, she knew how late in morning it was simply by seeing the direction of the sun’s rays in her room….
She quickly went to the bathroom and was surprised with herself for she opened the correct door despite there were other three doors…and yet again stunned by how enormous the size is for a bathroom…she wanted to marvel and look into every detail of the room but she had to hurry…
the day went on with her following Ramona around the house…she met the rest of the staff that also stays in the mansion…of course, Ramona, 58 the eldest, is the one supervising and delegating task for the staff…Luisa, 55 the other lady from last night, is the cook…Pete, 49, is the driver…and Martin, 58, the gardener…and she can’t believe that only four people were actually keeping the whole place in great form…not to mention that they’re almost nearing their retirement…
later that afternoon, after Ramona showed her office and the papers and files she has to read and organize, mostly expenses and bank statements, she felt really tired and decided to take a nap…
She had been sleeping for only thirty minutes when she was awakened by a loud screeching noise, the kind of sound a car produced when it suddenly stops…she hurried towards the balcony and looked down the driveway…she saw the marks and followed it towards the shiny red car which was parked in front of the house…Natalia, has no idea when it comes to cars and luxury in general, but she knew that it’s one expensive car…she saw no one went out..and convinced that it is her duty to attend to all matters of the estate, she hurried downstairs…
the moment she opened the door…time stood still…her eyes, wider than it’s already wide size…lips, parted a bit as if she lost her breath…she held the knob as if her life depended on it…for what was standing in front of her, who is totally blocking her path…was a tall, slim, fit, and unbelievably, handsome being…
his hair, was darker than the darkest night which is in complete contrast to his pale but glowing skin…his face, square with very musculine jaw yet soft in some strange way…his mouth, a little pouty but still very manly and looks so soft…his nose was just perfect size…and his eyes…they struck her most…so deep…so black with silver-like lining around the iris…lashes, so thick and long…and they look down at her with such intensity that she felt like melting….she can’t help but stare back at him…then his lips opened to give her a sheepish smile, just enough for her to see his perfect white teeth..then the smile faded as he saw her looking at his mouth…she knew he caught her and so she bowed her head shyly, trying to avoid his knowing eyes…and he spoke… “Natalia?”
Natalia almost jumped as he heard him mentioned her name…she felt something familiar but couldnt point a finger on…she tried to calm herself because inside, she was shaking…but her reactions, no matter how small or unnoticeable they would seem, was all clear to him…he can see everything from her swallowing to the way she’s breathing to every blink of her eyes…anything, everything..and he would pay any price just to know her thoughts…but he knows he should take it slow..he doesnt want history to repeat itself…and for what seem like forever of silence…he spoke again…”Are you not going to answer me lady?
Instantly, Natalia broke out from oblivion and look at the man…Who is this man? she thought…and carefully chose her words as she said…”I am sorry but may I know who you are? For all I know, you might just be an intruder?” she saw him raised his eyebrows…but before she could do the same, she saw Ramona a few steps at the back of the man.
and apologetically introduced them both, “Ms Natalia, Lord Cedric de Seville II, the only son of late Cedric de Seville I…Lord Cedric, as I mentioned earlier, the lady is the new administrator of the estate, Ms. Natalia Acres…” and Natalia just wanted to evaporate.
she then look at him apologetically but before she could state her apologies, he turned around and with his business and all seriousness tone, said…” Very well, meet me in the office, I’ll be there shortly” then proceed towards the end of the west wing…and she got worried all of a sudden…not by the meeting later but the fact that his bedroom is situated same as hers…right across hers…doors facing…how can she avoid him if ever, she thought…
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She waited for almost an hour in the office when he finally arrived…but she can’t complain about it…technically, she works for him now…she watched him as he walked across the room towards the back of the desk…he completely changed his clothes…from black suit to white long-sleeved shirt, white cotton pants, and white shoes…it’s like seeing two sides of him…earlier he looked tensed and serious…now he still looked serious but with a carefree feel to him…
He gestured her to take a seat in a front of the desk…which of course she followed dutifully…walking slowly with head slightly bowed….little did Natalia know that this little act of obedience is taken seriously and noted…
As she took her seat…he went directly to reading…Natalia need not wonder what it was as he said… “No wonder it sounded familiar…of course, Golden Acres Orphanage…very convenient Ms Acres” he was talking without looking at her, which she’s thankful of coz she is not totally focused…he distracts her enormously…and that voice…she felt the same familiarity again…and her frustration just heightened..
“I knew my father sponsored different charities and institutions but I just recently learned that he favored most the said Orphanage…you being here is proof enough to that…” he looked at her this time with that sheepish smile again but went back to reading immediately…and how she wanted to roll her eyes…
“I also learned that the support will continue as long as one from said orphanage works as the new administrator of the estate…and I must say that it’s one good decision indeed…although I am confused why my father would just leave the care of this estate to a complete stranger…” Then he looked back at her, this time with an intesity she couldnt fathom…she felt it…but not knowing how to deal with it, she closed her eyes, taking deep breath…much to his appreciation…he smiled widely…but it faded when she opened up her eyes…and he was taken aback by the intensity yet soft look in them as she said…”I apologize for interrupting Mr. de Seville, if I may give an opinion…it appears that you have been made known to the facts of my presence here…yes, I may be a complete strange and i have yet to prove my worth here but i guarantee you that I will work very hard so that the support given to our orphanage will be worth every penny…and that your father’s money will not be wasted…and that these estate will be very very well taken cared of while I am her…” she gasped, cannot believe how she just give away such litany…but instead to bow her head, she reciprocated the intense look he’s giving her…
Lord Cedric was enraged by her sudden speech without permission and most especially, furious with her looking at him with defiance….but no matter how he wanted to stay mad at her, he finds her little act of courage…charming….he sucked all emotions in as he looked at her blankly and he began his own speech, with a cold tone to his voice……”First, Ms. Acres…I dont like being interrupted like you just did…you were not given permission to speak…always bear that in mind…Second, unless it hasnt occur to your rather surprisingly intelligent mind for an orphan, I am now the owner of this estate…thus, you work for me…and if I dont find your performance satisfying or your skills suited here, up to me if you can stay or not…now we wouldnt want that coz i believe the orphanage where you came from only have you, for now, to take over the duties so that they will still be supported…this means you have no choice but to answer to my every bidding…” he said the last part with an obvious emphasis which didnt slip from Natalia’s keen hearing…and seeing her wide-eyed yet composed, he knew she is not an easy one but he also knew he got her…”You may speak your mind now Ms. Acres, I can feel your protests from here”
Natalia can’t believe what she just heard, especially the part when he spoke of his every bidding…she sensed something dark and cold feel lurking in the air…but worrying is not her attitude…besides, she had her mind set that she is doing it for the orphanage, especially the children whom she cares more than herself…and she will, no matter what…defeated, she said softly while still bowing her head…”I understand Mr de Seville…I have long accepted that its not a matter of choice but that of responsibilut…if you may be so kind to tell me what exactly my duties are…”
“Ms. Acres, if you are to speak to me, always look at me…” Natalia immediately straightened up and tried hard to look back at him even though she felt like she could metl anytime…sensing her discomfort…Lord Cedric was beyond joy knowing that he affects her…for a while he thought that this little creature would be hopeless…satisfied, he speak again..” Good, keep that attitude and we will do just fine…Another thing, I am not Mr. de Seville, that would be my father…so from now on, address me as Lord Cedric…and as for your duties…for now you have to organize the papers left by the passing of the previous administrator…you handle and settle all bills…and make sure that the household staff is doing their tasks properly and that everything in the estate is running smoothly…I am a very busy person Ms. Acres, I dont have time for any unneccesary troubles…and if you have mastered all these, we will go from there…as I may need your service out of the estate…” he saw the protest in her eyes, so he waived her a hand, as if halting her…”I dont have to remind you that I am your boss now…”
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Natalia couldnt believe that talking to a person would be very exhausting…she was relived that he didnt ate dinner with her coz that would certainly kill her appetite…fortunately, he had to leave to attend a business emergency…and as she lay comfortably in bed, she never felt more alone in her life…she’s torn between regret and her responsibility…but she didnt dwell on that thought for long as sleep consumed her.
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the cold wind woke her…and for a brief moment, upon opening her eyes, she got scared but eventually replaced by feeling at ease and shockingly, content as she was back to that same garden…only this time, it felt more real although she knew that she’s still dreaming…
she was still in the middle of that garden, as if a continuation of the last dream…but this time, she felt really cold…then to her surprise, she realized that she’s almost naked…what wrapped her looked like a blanket…made of the thinnest cloth…she held it tightly onto her chest so that it wont fall…then there it was again, wind blew around her, and red petals danced around her, then suddenly stopped…all petals dropped around her…she gasped as she literally saw the petals turned into a bed beneath her…
“Our bed of roses…” time just stood still as she heard that soft voice, and she knew he was just behind her…then her knees weakened as he again mentioned her name…”Natalia” a husky whisper…she could have fell on her knees then but he immediately placed his hands around her waist, holding her still…and her body frozed the moment she felt him behind her…his hard toned chest pressing on her bare back, just above her shoulder blades…the looked down on the arms that’s wrapped around her, both hands flat on her belly, pulling her tightly to him…his hands, strong and felt hard despite the cloth between them and her belly…she can almost see his veins as his hands were too pale…absent-mindedly, she placed her hands on top of his, a complete contrast to his complexion…hers were tan, his…almost as pale as white…and somehow, somewhere she found it very familiar….
she could have stood there long in her absent state…she was too shocked to even think what to do…then she felt his lips…soft yet very cold lips brushing along her earlobes…she didnt just freezed, she was freezing cold by such contact…”…i” she tried to speak but couldnt find a word to say…
“shhhhh….” again, in a very soft husky whisper, causing her to feel colder than below freezing point…he continued to say…”hush…do not speak a word…no need to be scared…this is a dream….let’s make if feel as real and as good as it could be…” just like that, no matter how her mind protested, Natalia was hypnotized…
Feeling her succumb…he started kissing her along thhe neck and shoulder…She gave a soft moan, that made him start moving his hands too…being a virgin and naive, very naive to all things sexual, her mind is spinning with the pleasure his kisses brought to her entire system… Natalia completely lost all her strength to fight…and let herself fall…and instinctively, she let go holding the blanket, and both hands went back up her head, one to grab his hair which was thick and the other hand went further back to reach his neck, pulling him closer to her…and his kisses turned to licking, sucking then kissing again her ears, jaw, neck, shoulders….
Natalia moaned louder when she felt his hard hands cupping her breasts…her moan only made him squeeze her breast then started pinching both nipples at the same time…rolling them in between thumb and index fingers…in return, Natalia started sliding up and down her back onto him…like they were dancing to a tune only them can hear, called lust…after battling with himself…he decided to be very careful not to let her feel his erection as he bends down a bit for her small frame…his erection was safely a foot away from hitting her butt…he wanted so badly to fuck her right there and then but…she’s not ready, he told himself in silence…
Natalia’s breathing became really hard…she was moaning….listening to her pleasure, he left one breast and slide down to her belly, not stopping until he reached her mound…what surprised him even if he was hoping for it is that given just a little stimulation, Natalia was really soaking wet…his hands cupped all her wetness…it made her open her eyes and gasped…but before she could even let out a sound..his fingers found her clit hidden in her soft black pubic hair…”this has to go someday darling…” he said huskily referring to the hair and started to maasage her it gently…this only made her moan louder and louder after every moan as his pace sped up…her eyes closing then open to roll up…her head laid on his shoulder as he continued to kiss, lip, and suck her ears. neck. shoulders…also carefully hiding his face out of her sight…
Natalia continued moaning harder, she was making glutteral sound as he continued to massage her clit in a frantic speed…she felt something building up inside her, something she cannot comprehend…she’s feeling mixed emotions as he continued to play her with her clit…confusion, pleasure, excitement, rage, frustration…all at the same time…she felt like she was going to be crazy….
He felt her belly tightened…and he was sure she’s close and so he placed his thum on her clit as his middle finger slowly entered her cunt…careful not to break her hymen…he intends to have her cock break that…
Natalia felt his finger slowly went in and out of her…felt like it was teasing her…but before she could understand what was going on, continued to play with he clit only faster than ever, then bit and suck her neck all at the same time….and it’s more than Natalia could take, she felt like pissing…she froze as her first orgasm exploded out of her….then screamed at the top of her lungs with her release…both of his arms then wrapped around her waist as she skook uncontrollably…she was shaking and screaming for almost a minute…all the while he was still biting and sucking same spot on her neck…she was panting when her orgasm faded…he felt her knees weakend, her head laid back on his shoulder…he looked at her, and found her fast asleep…
“…soon, My Natalia.” he whispered on her ears as he laid her comfortably on the bed of roses…he gave her a final look, kissed her lips softly and whispered once again… “very soon…”

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Blinding Lust 1 – Natalia’s Arrival

Disclaimer: this is an introduction of a series for my 1st story…I do apologize if I won’t meet ur expectations…but if ur in for some romance and good sex read…I suggest you read this as well…
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Natalia never ever considered herself as pretty or attractive…she simply hates how she looks like…she hates seeing herself in the mirror with that jet black thick wavy hair that she has to keep in a bun just to manage it…she hates her tan skin coz she never got to play snow white, always the evil stepmother…she hates her oversized black eyes which she thinks are too large for her small round face…she hates her chubby cheeks that doesn’t seem to blush no matter how many times she pinched them to almost slap her face to do so…she hates her long neck for she’s always teased as mama goose…she hates that she is born short with a 5ft flat height…she hates her voluptuous figure when she badly wanted to be skinny like those blonde dolls…and she hates the fact that she doesn’t have anyone to blame for her physical misfortune…for she blames her appearance for not being chosen to be adopted, ever.
She grew up in an exclusive for girls orphanage and stayed there until yesterday, 1st of december…her 22nd birthday.
Her birth of date was carefully embroidered together with her first name on the bib that she was wearing when she was left in the front gate of an orphanage during a snow storm during the night of december 1980…and its her one and only treasure that she carries wherever, whenever…a link to her past, to where she came from, to who she is…
Although Natalia is pessimistic when it comes to herself…she wasn’t the type who really dwells on the past especially the ones she has no clue of at all…she recognizes the fact that part of her wants to know it but she is also convinced that she cannot bring the past back and so she must look forward thinking that she might stumble on her past along the way…a possibility…and she will remain Natalia Acres, a last name taken from the orphanage’s name, Golden Acres.
And as a way of moving forward and a way of gratitude to those who run the orphanage for letting her stay longer, she agreed to work for one of the orphanage’s donors…a job which is a mystery in itself…
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November 30, 2002
A luxury car entered the front gate of the orphanage…Natalia together with the younger orphans were picking up vegetables at the back of the main house of the 5-hectare property of the orphanage…totally clueless of the happenings…so it startled her when the head mistress herself came rushing to the backyard, screaming her name…before she even had to chance to answer, the head mistress was already dragging her towards the house and to her office…the youngsters were left shocked but wasn’t able to follow them to satisfy their growing curiosity with what just happened because the cook and assistant to the head mistress guided them back to the backyard…
As they entered the office, Natalia was greeted by another older lady who introduced herself as the secretary of the lawyer for one of the orphanage’s sponsor…Natalia got even more confused…and before she can even ask, she heard the woman asked the head mistress if she can take her now…fear was instantly very clear on Natalia’s face…but calmed down upon hearing the head mistress told the other lady that she should bring her back before dinner…
It’s not as if Natalia has never been out of the orphanage’s compound, not often though, but its definitely her first time to be going to the “city” and of course in an expensive looking car…the orphanage is in a little town 20 minutes away from the city…the town consist of 50 families mostly families who run their own farms and small shops in the town’s proper…so she is both stunned and frightened how suddenly busy her surroundings became…but Natalia, despite being home-schooled and the lack of time for proper learning in the orphanage, she is very intelligent and very talented…but the fear of losing a family “again” prevented her to go to college and decided, actually begged the head mistress to let her stay when all orphans are only allowed to stay until they are eighteen years of age…
Seeing how Natalia tightly clasped her hands together, almost pale by it, the old lady sensed her nervousness and she pitied her already…but dismissed the feeling quickly and continued reading the papers she had been working on since they left the orphanage…it was Natalia’s record…and little did Natalia knew…she was consumed by the sights to notice…
Natalia was expecting they’d be stopping in one of the tall buildings anytime soon…but they have already passed those and they were heading to more like a residential area where houses are big and lawns trimmed…and before she can ask again, they stopped in front of a palace-like house…before she can even react, the lady announced that they have arrived to the lawyer’s house…and hurried to follow her…
Natalia of course had never been exposed to such luxury, the car ride was already overwhelming having used to riding just bicycle when running errands around their little town…so entering a house adorned with wealth and beauty was simply an exaggeration for her…but she remained tact, literally ignored everything but this old lady, and waited what was yet to happen.
As they entered the front door they were immediately greeted by another old lady in a maid’s uniform and ushered them directly to the office and left as soon as they stepped inside, closing the door behind them…
Natalia was getting more confused and anxious but stayed calm…and followed the secretary to two huge leather chairs in front of another huge wooden desk…and what Natalia noticed and got her wondering was that there’s no chair behind the desk…the moment they got settled comfortably, they heard the door opened…the secretary immediately stood and Natalia followed frantically and turned to face the door…and there, an old man on his wheelchair…that answered her…pushed by the same old woman in maid’s uniform…he gestured them to seat and they did…
When the old man was properly positioned behind the desk…he was down to business…
“Good afternoon…Natalia Acres is the name, right?” Natalia nodded although he was obviously asking his secretary, who also nodded and went back to writing as he continued speaking… but was now facing her…”Very well…I’m sure this is confusing to you…wondering what does a sponsor’s lawyer need with you…” Natalia just nodded, anxiously holding on to his words…”Ms. Acres, as mentioned, I represent one of the orphanage’s sponsor’s since my client wanted to remain his identity confidential…” (Natalia noted “wanted”) “and his identity will remain confidential…however, there have been changes to the situation…”
(“He” Natalia noted again but was getting more confused though she’s coming up with an idea of her current situation)
“…and well Ms Acres, to let you know, my client supported a lot of institutions, mostly orphanages” (there goes the past tense again, Natalia noted “supported”)
“…and one of the institutions that my client gave most support is the orphanage where you belong…” He paused for a moment as his secretary put a folder on his desk…took it and started reading…the continued… “we heard that you have gone beyond the allowable age…”
This time Natalia panicked and immediately interrupted the old man…”Oh, no, please don’t kick me out…the place had more kids than ever…I’m sure head mistress will need extra hand aside from the cook and her assistant, now that three more had been added to the number of children…you don’t need to pay me, I will work hard for my stay…please please don’t kick me out, I beg of you, please let mr…let our sponsor know that I will be a great help…” She pleaded and almost out of breath as she finished her speech.
Both of the elderly looked at her earnestly, but she saw that they were amused than worried of her pleading…and she returned they’re gazes but still pleading through her eyes…
And to bring her out of her misery…the lawyer spoke…
“Oh Ms Acres, you are greatly mistaken…we are not here to kick you out…” He saw her relief..
“However, there really had been changes in the situation…” He took a deep breath “My client passed away last weekend…”
Natalia, was utterly shocked, tried to speak but found it hard to speak out her worries which is for the orphanage…as if reading her thoughts the old man continued talking…
“I see you are worried, the orphanage will still get support each month…my client is very rich Ms Acres…” Stating this as if she has every right to know…Natalia, dismissed the thought but wondered why was she there in the first place…
“The real situation is why you are…” Natalia is literally on her seat’s edge, finally, she thought.
“Before my client passed away, his trusted assistant who looked after the property where he lived also passed away…actually it is a property that has been with their families for generations…it is expected that only trusted employees get to work there…however, the said estate is now passed on to my client’s sole heir…”
“How does it concern me? Why am I here?” Natalia thought.
“Now…it is included in the last will that the support for the orphanage where you come from will continue as long as one of orphans, legal of age, and not set to be adopted, will take over the care of the said estate…” He waited for her to react, when he heard none and saw that she won’t attempt to react anyway, he continued… “Unfortunately, aside from you, the oldest is still nine years of age…” Somehow seeing her in a state of understanding, “Yes, Ms Acres, we are here to hire you.”
…
December 2, 2002
Tears continued to pour as the limo took her away from her family. It may be an orphanage, but the people there were the only family she had…but she’s leaving for them and constantly reminding herself of that somehow made her at ease.
She wasn’t able to get enough sleep since he left the lawyer’s house…and crying since last night drained all her energy, she fell asleep as they drove further…
…It was dark…but she knew she is in a garden…the dark red rose surrounded her and slowly melted and pooled around her feet…she was mesmerized as how red they were and so she touched one…and fear engulfed her as she felt how sticky they were…she knew then…blood…and before she can even scream…cold air wrapped her body…she closed her eyes, and felt his hand on her shoulder…shaking her…huh? Shaking her?…then she heard voices and loud noise…
She was dreaming…
The hand on her shoulder was that of the driver, standing outside the limo, waking her up…and as the surrounding cleared around her, right outside the limo, behind the open door on her side, standing was the secretary who she didn’t get the name until now, and the lawyer just far ahead…
As she got out, that was then she noticed where the loud noise came from, on the other side of the limo is a small plane, engines already running, ready to take off…and she gave the lawyer a scared look…he just nodded back at her, knowing exactly what her question was going to be…
She had no choice…she was already informed that the estate is in another place and to keep it confidential, she won’t be informed until she arrived there…with a huge, final sigh, she walked slowly towards the unknown…
…They flew towards the setting of the sun…all overwhelmed her…but instead to enjoy the experience…she put on d eye mask and went to sleep…anxiety drained the life out of her…she never felt so tired in her life…all she wanted was to stop thinking, and she did…
She was awaken by the captain speaking in a very foreign language…maybe to keep the location confidential, she rolled her eyes to the thought…still can’t believe that there are people living like this…and she went with the flow and kept the mask on as she felt the plane landed that night…
She was again ushered to another limo nearby…rolling her eyes on the exaggeration for her relocation…noticing that they landed on a single runway surrounded by mountains…
She got into the limo and she felt cold…very cold…she was very nervous…
And not far away from where they landed, less than five minutes away to be exact…they entered a huge, tall brass gate…it was mechanical, so the only person she saw after landing is the driver…
They drove to what looked like a forest surroundings, but the road is still paved…as they drove further, Natalia was fidgeting…eager to finally see the house of this estate…but it was a long drive…felt like they were driving for an hour…she was getting tired when finally they were nearing a clearing…and to her delight, they were driving along the coast…the shore was still, glistening as the moon reflects on it…Natalia was never been to a beach before, she only saw them on story books…so it was dreamy for her…
She felt that they were driving up a hill and the shore remained calmed below…and they stopped…and her mouth dropped…on top of the hill was a huge mansion…bigger than the orphange, bigger than that of the lawyer’s…and it shines bright as the huge moon seemed to sit on top of it…the driver, who she hasn’t heard speak, opened the door for her…as she got out, the enormous two-door entrance opened, and two older ladies emerged…one went directly to get her luggage from the driver, and went back in immediately…the other, waited for the other and the driver to disappear before talking…
“Welcome home Ms Natalia…” The woman smiled shyly. “My name is Ramona, one of your servers…please do come in, I am sure you are tired, your room is ready…” Natalia was just to stunned to speak, but was following the old lady up the steps to the house…
The moment she stepped in, she was surprised, not by the lavish interior adorned with white and gold decors but surprised with what se suddenly felt…all these times she was nervous…but that very moment, she felt she was finally home…
As she heard the entrance door closed behind her, her heart did one powerful beat, a beat that almost cause her heart to explode out…little did she know what was awaken with that single beat…
To be continued…

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Family Tradition

Complete fiction, if you disagree with the themes, please don’t read. Starts off a little slow with back story, then picks up.

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First Kiss Goes Too Far – Part I

My first effort, truth and fantasy all mixed up, this is not a wham bam story at all, and the incest doesnt start til part II so if you’re not the patient type, best to skip it entirely.

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How I started fucking my daughter. Part 3

As I woke on the sunny Sunday morning I look down and there laying in my arms is my beautiful naked daughter Makayla. I run my hand through her hair pushing it behind her ear showing her perfect face. Her luscious lips. Remember last night as they slid up an down my hard clock. The feeling of her tongue pressed up against the head of my cock as she pushed it down her tiny throat until she was gagging. Oh boy did my girl know how to suck cock good. Thinking about it I was hard as a rock again. I knew there was only one thing to do.
I pulled my arm out from under her trying not to wake her yet. I then kissed her mouth so softly she would not wake up, kissing down her neck, then chest, stopping at her perfect little tits sucking her nipples. Looking up she started to wake. “Daddy” she said in a soft sleepy voice. “It’s ok baby let daddy have his fun” I said knowing I had to fuck her again. Nothing could satisfy me like fucking her tight pussy. Slowly sliding my finger inside I could feel her getting wet but knew I needed some more before putting my hard cock inside. I teased her clit with my tongue as she thrusted her hips tasting her sweet pussy juices and licking them up just made me want to stick my cock in and fuck her as hard as I could.
” we don’t have much time hunny I have to pick Anna up soon. So I’m going to fuck you hard and fast. Tell daddy if it hurts” i explained whilst still licking her sweet small pussy. ” that’s ok daddy.” With that response I got up, pulled her closer and inserted just the head of my cock inside her pink tiny pussy. In and out slowly getting quicker and pushing more of my shaft inside her. Getting carried away I lifted her legs over my shoulders and pounded her as hard as I could! I knew it was hurting a little however I couldn’t stop myself. She was moaning in pleasure but also pain. This turned me on more. I grabbed the back of her hair still fucking hard pulling it. As soon as I did her pussy tightened. It was like the pain was pleasure for her. I knew I was gonna cum. I could feel it building up. Where the fuck do I cum. I don’t wanna pull out but could she get pregnant. What do I do!? Oh fuck oh fuck I’m cumming ” baby daddy’s cumming in you” oh fuckk.. Oh fuck.. I did it. I couldn’t stop myself and I didn’t wanna have to pull out ever again! I was going to have to get this girl on the pill. “Let’s shower baby. Then pick Anna up”.
We pulled up to the house and young Anna came running out. I couldn’t help but notice she was forming a good set of tits. She got that from her mother for sure. Was I only noticing this now I had been fucking her sister. Must have been.
” hey daddy.” Anna said. ” how was your party chicken?” I asked as she jumped into the back seat. Spreading her legs as she jumped in exposing her tiny pink panties. ” good daddy I had fun” she said. We talked all the way home about the girls night and the movies they watched. The whole time all I could do was think she’s next. I have to fuck her but I needed to run this by Makayla I needed her to be ok with it to work I needed her to talk her into it.
That night I had talked to Makayla and explained how she needed to get Anna in on our secret and she had to make sure Anna knew nobody could know. Not now not ever or daddy could go away for a long time and mummy would have to quit her job and mummy would hate her. She agreed and said and would talk to Anna after dinner! I tucked the girls into bed that night and headed for bed myself. I was drained from my weekend activities. I slowly drifted away into a light sleep. Day dreaming about how I could fuck both my girls at the same time! How I could take my young daughters virginity.
A few hours later I woke up to a soft voice ” daddy can I sleep with you. I’m scared”. It was Anna. My heart started racing. Could I really be this lucky. ” sure hunny. Jump in” I said. Anna jumped on the bed dressed in a tiny pink nighty with light purple panties. As she cuddled up to me I wasn’t sure if I should do it tonight. I decided no I would wait but my cock had other ideas. It was so hard I couldn’t just lay here! I slowly lifted her nighty exposing her tiny bud tits and her little hard nipples. I started to rub them forgetting she wouldn’t even be asleep yet. ” Anna. Are you ok with doing what Makayla told you?” I asked her. Nervous she would say no. “Yes daddy. I want you to love me like you love Makayla. I don’t want you to not love me”. That was enough for me.
I slowly lifted her nighty off exposing her petite body. She was only a child. Was she ready for this? I knew it was wrong but I had to do it. I started just running my hard up and down her body slowly rubbing her tiny nipples. Giving her goosebumps all over her body. Getting lower I got to her pussy. Over her panties i ran my finger up and down her tiny slit. I could feel her heartbeat getting fasted I knew she liked it and I knew the panties had to go. As I pulled them down I took in all her scents. Smelling her perfect pussy. No hair had formed yet. Just a clean perfect tiny virgin pussy. I began running my finger up and down her slit again. I could feel the wet building up it was a smell like I had never smelt before. Just perfect sweet smell. I kissed her pussy taking it all in. Sliding my finger up and down. If I was going to fuck her I had to start off slow.
” I’m going to put my fingers inside you baby. I have to do this before I can put my love inside you. Is this ok?” I asked! “Yes daddy I will be ok. Makayla said no matter how much it hurts I have to let you put stuff inside me for you to love me” I slowly inserted my middle finger inside her pussy! I could hardly get it in. Oh boy this made me harder. I pushed through stretching her tiny hole. In and out in out! She twitched with each movement. I continued for a while until I knew I could add another finger. Pushing two deep inside I could see fear in Anna’s eyes but I knew she didn’t wanna let daddy down. I worked her pussy for a while slowly licking her clit a little making her body jolt as I continued to stretch her tight pussy with my fingers. I needed to get my cock in this. I knew it was gonna take time though.
I removed my pj bottoms exposing my big hard cock. ” daddy is that what your going to put in there?” Anna asked with a scared timid voice I had never heard from her before. “Yes chicken. It will hurt alot at the start but I promise it will get better. You will love it” with that I placed only the head of my cock inside her tiny pussy. Pushing just the smallest bit in and out. Not enough to break her hymen but enough for her to feel her pussy stretch. In out in out I pushed in fighting the urge to cum as her extremely tight pussy rubbed against my cock. This went on for another 10 minutes I wasn’t sure she was ready for it all yet and I knew I couldn’t last much longer. With that I blew my load inside my perfect baby daughter. “Hunny this stuff inside you is daddy’s love. You will need to go to the toilet and let it all out. How are you feeling?” I said as I looked at my daughter who had a few tears running down her face! “It hurt daddy.” She said as she held back the tears. ” it’s ok hunny. We will try it all tomorrow and we will have Makayla there. She will help. Now go toilet and come back and we will go sleep”. I fell asleep with my angel in my arms knowing tomorrow I would be giving her it all and tomorrow her sister would be joining in. This will be fun.
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European Nightmare Part VII

Author’s Note: Finally the next instalment of this story has arrived! Thank you all for your patience in waiting for it and apologies for the delay! I hope you think the wait was worth it. As always if you have any feedback whatsoever I would be delighted to hear it, either comment below or message me. Enjoy!

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Basement Rituals

This is my second story about a very special friendship between a teacher and his young student. As some complained my first was too long I cut this one up in three pieces with three ‘levels’ of cruelty to go with it. Even though the last one is a bit long again, I’m sure this shouldn’t be a bother.
So don’t let the cutesy stuff in part I fool you… read part II and III to find out 🙂 Enjoy and let me know what you think!
PART I
Evan unlocked the door in the hallway, leading him to his favourite stairs in the house. He enjoyed walking up to the first floor taking him to his bedroom where he spent lazy Sunday mornings reading a good book in his kingsize bed. Next to his bedroom his bathroom was situated, which contained a huge tub where he could lounge for hours. He enjoyed walking up the next stairs taking him up to the attic, which he turned into a small gym to keep his body in shape and his head clear. He could afford his luxurious lifestyle by making a decent living being teacher at a high school for the privileged children of doctors and laywers. But all those stairs could not compare with the stairs leading him down to his basement. The place he loved, but kept well hidden from the world.
He toggled the switch, lighting up a room which was inherently dark, as were Evan’s thoughts as he walked through the room. He let his hand slide over a cold iron table with handles bolted on the surface. The odd piece of furniture in the middle of the room always remembered him of old Frankenstein movies. He looked around, gazing at the leather straps and hooks hanging on the walls. He admired his wide variety of toys laying in neat stacks in the corners. Whips, gags, electric devices and rope decorated three sides of the room.
The last wall was covered with drawings, pictures and photos of women. Many of them were in compromising positions. Some were fully tied up, while others were only gagged. Some had their body decorated with a variety of objects including needles and hooks. However, his favourite picture was a simple black and white A4 paper from a copier. It displayed a young girl, flattened on the glass from the waist up. He smiled contently, grabbing the bottle of wodka and the two glasses he came for, then went back up the stairs. He locked the door carefully and made his way into the kitchen.
He stood in the doorway, looking at the open drawer next to the refrigerator. He couldn’t remember leaving it opened. He stepped towards the drawer curiously, looking down on his neatly ordened set of knives. The meat knife was missing. Evan felt a shiver down his spine; he was sure he didn’t use it.
“Looking for something?” a sweet female voice he heard ask from behind him, while Evan felt a sharp object pierce into his back. Nevertheless he turned around slowly, facing his attacker. He met the bright blue eyes of a young girl, hidden behind locks of honeyblond hair. In her hand she held the missing meatknife, poking it in his stomach softly. The girl smiled, perfect white teeth formed a breathtaking smile.
“Jesus Cassy, how often have I told you not to sneak up on me like that?!” Evan leaned forward to grab the knife from the girl. She didn’t push the object further into his body but flipped it around elegantly, handing him knife with the same wide smile. “A couple of times…” she grinned and jumped on the counter with ease, grabbing the bottle of wodka Evan just took upstairs with him, opening it and putting it to her full pink lips.
Evan leaned forward again and grabbed the bottle, yanking it out of her well manicured hands. “You’re too young to drink this, you know that.” She rolled her eyes. “Are you going to whine about everything today, Ev? I drink this all the time; I got a fake ID through my brother’s friend.” Evan walked in front of her, putting his hands on both sides of her long legs, which were only slightly covered by a short pink skirt. “You’re 16 and therefore too young to drink. As your teacher I’m supposed to look after you. End of story.”
As her teacher, Evan obviously knew a lot more about her than just her age. Her name was Cassidy van der Sluys, but over the months he decided that ‘Cassy’ was a ‘cuter’ nickname for her. It was a name which seemed to perfectly fit a pet. She was the daughter of Marcus van der Sluys, a wealthy and very influential Euro-banker. If he’d ever find out his little princess spent more time at his place then she should… it was a thought Evan rather did not think of. Her favourite color was pink, -or so he assumed as she wore her clothes and makeup mostly in this fashion. That did not have to mean much though, because most of the snobby rich twats in his class were dressed in pink. They were all the same. No interest in his stories on the Cold War or the Nazi-regime. “Hell, why should they?” Evan thought more than once while trying to educate his class on Stalin’s regime as simply as possible. They’d inherit their fortunes soon enough – work and intellect were not an issue or interest for many of them.
Cassidy wasn’t much of a perfect student either. She was a loud mouth and obviously had a lot of teen power amongst her peers. She turned sixteen last June. He remembered her birthday thanks to the wild mob of jocks barging in on his Monday-morning class to bring Cassidy roses. She was popular, thanks to her many millions and her stunning beauty. The latter was quite a distraction as she sat right in front of him 3 times a week.
“What is your obsession with knives anyway?” he asked, while studying the blade of the knife before putting it back in its rightful place in the drawer. Cassidy shrugged. “Don’t know, I just like them… Maybe that kinda started a couple of years ago when I accidentally cut my brother when we were fooling around. Sharp things are just… fun.” Evan stepped back towards the girl again, locking her swinging legs against the cupboards. “You’re a sick girl, you know that? And we do not say ‘kinda’, we say ‘kind of’.” His reply was another grin. “I know, I know… so how about that wodka?” Evan laughed. “I’m not giving you any alcohol, young lady!” He laughed even harder looking at her pouty face which had turned to the ground. He gently lifted her head back up with his hand.
“I’ll give you someone else if you behave though…” She looked back at him, slowly forming a naughty smile. “What would that be then, Teach?” Evan felt a spasm in his pants. She hated being called ‘Cassy’ and in return she had named Evan ‘Teach’. However, this had the opposite effect. By now she knew his weak spots well. He moved one of his hands towards her leg, crossing over it towards her thigh. She jumped by the ticklish sensation. Evan stopped his exploring and looked at her giggly face with a straight face. “Now Cassidy, sit still or I’ll have to punish you.” She snickered and spread her legs a little wider before holding still. Evan moved his hand towards the near piece of underwear. “Good girl.”
His hands now reached a soft cotton fabric under the skirt. He loved that subtile distinction between the little rich girls and trailertrash. Trailertrash wore cotton wool and cheap elastic bands for thongs. Rich girls felt different… they wouldn’t settle for anything less than silk and soft, expensive cotton. He wasn’t about to waste too much time on a piece of fabric though, knowing what was hidden behind it. He shoved the underwear aside gently.
While indulging Cassidy in a long, deep kiss he not-so-gently forced his indexfinger inside her still fairly dry pussy. She squeeled and withdrew her face from his. “The fuck?”, she yelled while looking at her teacher slightly pissed off. “Can’t you check if I’m wet first?” He kept his finger well dug inside of her. “Then I suggest you get wet faster” he shrugged indifferently. With a fair amount of friction he moved his finger in and out of her slowly. She wasn’t about to let him continue to do so for long. Locking her legs she pulled his hand off her body irritated.
Evan didn’t justify her defensive behaviour with a reply and simply forced her legs apart again, pulling her towards him harshly. The rough movement caused Cassidy to fall backwards and hit her head on the window. She reached for the pained spot with a groan, while Evan pulled her skimpy top and bra up, revealing a bare chest and a pair of beautiful breasts. She had a C-cup with impeccable round pink nipples which, so Evan already knew, rose to a very decent size when stimulated properly.
He leaned forward taking one of the nipples in his mouth, sucking lightly while moving his right hand to play with the other one. Tweaking it he finally got the reaction he wanted and felt them grow harder and longer by his touch. His sucking got rougher, occaisonally giving a teasing nibble. His left hand went back under her skirt. She had started to lubricate herself now, as his finger slipped in with greater ease than before, causing the girl to gasp. “Are you going to behave now or should I just stop here?” he asked with a sly smile. Her cheeks started to color slightly red. Cassidy nodded and spread her legs wider; answering equally teasing “Will you shut up and fuck me already? I gotta go in 20 minutes.” Evan smiled. “Fucking you? You weren’t behaving just then, were you? I think I’ll just have to punish you by not fucking you today.” Cassidy shot up with a yell. “What? Oh come on! I told you I…”
She didn’t get to finish her sentence as Evan interrupted her rudely by a slap in the face. “I think I made my point clear. Now lay back down and stay down, you spoiled little bitch.” She gave him a very distinct ‘fuck you’ look but remained silent. Evan was surprised by her submissiveness today. He knew her to be quite different. With that thought he felt like stretching his limits – and stretching something else while at it. He put a second finger on the moist entrance, moving it inside of her gently. Cassidy had relaxed her face and leaned on her arms to hold her body up, letting the window support her head while laying back on his kitchencounter comfortably. As Evan moved his thumb up to tease the little round button she let out a soft moan, closing her eyes contently.
This was his queue to test her for today. Without any sort of warning he inserted the other two and forcefully pushed his four fingers inside as far as possible. He felt the edges of her entrance tighten up around his hand. He had been wanting to fist fuck her for a while now, but her vagina was as stubborn as she was herself. His hands weren’t small either. He figured that with a good amount of force it should be able to stretch enough to let his entire hand in, but Cassidy had made him pay for every time he tried to use her as a piece of elastic. Today wasn’t any different.
Her hand hit him with a loud slap and a coloured print formed on his cheek as she sat up straight. “I fucking told you to stop fucking try to rip me in half, stupid fuck!” Evan rubbed his cheek laughing. Luckily she wasn’t as submissive as he thought. “And I told you to stop saying ‘fuck’ so many times.” She rolled her eyes sarcastically while locking her legs again. Evan figured he tested her enough for today. He didn’t want her to be late either, as much he liked to have her at his disposal for a longer time.
He kissed her once and rubbed his slippery index finger, which had resided inside her wet pussy moments earlier, on her lower lip. He moved it inside her mouth softly while looking at her determined, warning her silently not to pull off any tricks. She held still. “Are you waiting for a hard copy of my permission? Start sucking.” Closing her lips around his fingers, he felt her tongue dance on his skin, cleaning every last drop of her juices. “Good girl, if I had any stickers I would’ve given you one” he grinned sarcastically. “Fuck you” was the only reply he got. His second offer was of a different nature. “Or shall I eat you out instead?”
He met the eyes of a slightly insulted beauty who kept her mouth shut. “Say it.” Evan said mockingly. He had too much fun seeing her a whole lot less cocky as she was during the week in class. Cassidy sat up straight and stretched her arm, digging her nails in his skull and pushing his head down in silence. He decided to oblige and fell to his knees. He teased her enough for now. Pushing up her skirt, he forced her to lay back so he was able to slide off her underwear. He loved the smell and heat which came his way. “The only part of her which is sweet” he thought with a grin before moving his face closer.
He kissed her thighs before moving to the side to kiss her clit. He did so again, this time sucking it a little. He continued to kiss the rest of her pussy, contently licking off the juice left behind on his lips. He loved her taste and he wanted more. Evan let his tongue slide out his mouth moving it over the length of her pussy up towards her clit. He straddled her thighs, seeing more moist escape the little hole and her lips turning deep red. Moving back in, he started licking and sucking her clit more, while moving two fingers back in and out.
Evan knew he had to work her a little faster than usual, as they had about 10 minutes left before she had to leave. He had enough confidence in himself to still give her a mindblowing orgasm within that time. His motions became rougher. He heard Cassidy moan equally louder while her breathing sped up. He could vaguely see how she started to caress her breasts and nipples. He felt his cock push against his pants painfully and cursed himself for not obliging to fuck her. But he had to be strict. After all, he had to teach the little bitch whose boss.
His suction turned stronger while he let his tongue move little circles around the swollen little bud. She spasmed everytime he crossed the button. He felt wetness slide down his fingers and he was positive some was dripping on his clean kitchen floor. Cassidy was moaning loud enough for anyone in the house to hear, luckily they were the only ones in. ´Come already, damn brat” Evan growled at her in his mind while slamming his fingers inside of her, moving to her g-spot.
It had the wanted effect. Evan felt all her muscles tighten around his fingers just before another stream of wetness escaped her during an orgasm, which could have easily been heard by the neighbours with the amount of noise she made. He licked up the remaining juices, swallowing them contently before moving away from her. Cassidy lay back on the counter for a moment catching her breath again. Evan took a clean kitchen towel and threw it on top of her. “Clean yourself up” he yelled back while grabbing both of their coats in the hallway.
When he came back Cassidy sat up straight, rubbing the cloth over her still red and pleased pussy. She threw the soiled towel back at him teasingly. He caught it but let it fall down; he had more to clean up from the floor later anyway. She got off the counter and stepped back in her underwear, then straightening her clothes. “Hurry it up, will you? You said you had to leave quarter to and it’s now nearly ten to, because of your little beautysession.” Cassidy ignored his nagging. She put her hair back up in a neat ponytail using the window for a mirror before turning to him.
“Can you drive me to ballet class? Else I’m going to be late…” she pouted. Evan smiled, he saw that one coming. “Sure. Let’s go.” He put on his coat which he took out together with hers, seen as he already expected her to ask him for a ride. He turned in the doorway to see what took her. He caught her gulping down a big sip of the wodka he had put away for her earlier. She met his punishing eyes with another breathtaking smile and walked past him towards the door. He followed her, rolling his eyes.
Besides the casual sex, Evan en Cassidy shared an extraordinary friendship. Which had started in any even more extraordinary way….

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