Oral Sex

Fiction

When in Rome: A Soldiers Greeting

This is the 2nd story of the “When in Rome” series. Only hours after his first sexual experience, Marcus Julius finds himself running into someone from his past. What happens opens up a new chapter between the two.

Fiction

THE WILLING SLAVE: A LOVE STORY

A young woman is devastated when her poor family sells her to be a sex slave. Things look black until she is bought one final time.
CHAPTER 1
I’d be the first to admit that I went off the deep end two years ago when my beloved wife died. It was actually a blessing—she had withered away over a fourteen month ordeal from some disease I had never heard of and never want to hear of again.
I went out and bought a Lamborghini, spending more than a quarter million dollars. I drove around in 55 mph speed zones doing 100 or more. I told you I was acting crazy. Fortunately, I sold it before I killed myself. I also bought a motorcycle, a big Harley, grew my hair long, added a scraggly beard and joined a motorcycle club. Outsiders would have considered it a gang, but most of our members held legitimate jobs, and even professions, but a couple bordered on being Hell’s Angels. The word was that they were involved in a lot of illegal activities—drugs, bootleg liquor, smuggling, hijacking, and even white slavery.
It was through the club that I happened to be seated at the bar in Hog Haven that Sunday night. The Haven is a bar that isn’t open to the public, but it’s not a private club either. It is strictly a bar for Harley owners and riders. Last year a couple of kids in their twenties came in riding rice burners—Japanese bikes—and were lucky to escape with their lives. On this evening I sat nursing a Bud when I heard Big Danny, one of the so-called “bad members” bitching. “I got to get the cash and all I got is this dumb bitch. She ain’t worth shit. She ain’t even trained yet, so how am I going to get ten grand for her?”
I looked up as I took a final slug from the longneck, asking, “What’s the problem, BD?”
“Shit, fuck, doc, I got this bitch, see. I bought her for ten grand and now I need the money to get my bike back. It got repo’d last night. They sent these two big coons with shotguns to get it. I been fucked.”
“So sell the bitch. What’s she like anyway?”
“She’s good looking, a brunette with decent tits, but she’s got a real shitty attitude, claims she was tricked into being a fucking slave. Yeah, tricked my ass; she just wants to get out of her bargain. Guy I bought her from told me he gave her folks seven grand for her. Told me she wanted to get away from her asshole father; said he been fuckin’ her since she was ten. Now she don’t want come across. Damn, she bit my cock last night.”
I laughed, “Sorry, Big Danny, but the idea of that just breaks me up. I hope you showed her you’re the boss.”
“Hell, yeah—I damn near busted her eye. Got herself a real nice shiner now; that’ll teach her.”
“How old is she, anyway?”
“Why? You interested in her, doc?”
“I might be; you know my wife died from that fucking disease. I still can’t pronounce it.”
“Well, the guy I got her from says she’s twenty, but she looks younger.”
“Hmmm…OK…you want ten grand, right?” He nodded. “Bring her to my place at midnight tomorrow night, but don’t beat her any more. I’m not going to pay that kind of money for damaged goods. I’ll have the cash, but if she’s busted up I’m not giving you shit.” I got up and left.
The guys call me “doc,” but I’m not a doctor. I’m a retired businessman. They call me that because I’m just about the only club member with a graduate degree, an MBA. I made my money in the real estate boom and got out a year before it crashed. I saw how the big national builders and mortgage companies were distorting people’s information to sell more and more houses and knew it couldn’t last. I sold my holdings cheap—about eighty cents on the dollar– just to liquidate them, but after the crash they were sold even cheaper—at about half what I got. Coming up with $10,000 would be a cinch; all I had to do was go to the bank.
Having Big Danny come to my house was chancy, but this way he’d be the one crossing the state line, not me, so any possible federal charges would be on him. Of course, I doubted that Big Danny knew that or even cared. The other thing was—I didn’t like to take my pistol, a Sig Sauer 9mm, out in public and there was no way I’d make a deal with someone like Danny without one.
The following night Danny showed up around 11:45 close enough to midnight for me. I just wanted it dark and late enough so my nosy neighbors wouldn’t see anything. Danny led this thin woman into the house in chains. This was going to be a real slave sale. I debated whether I should check her teeth. I could see that she was filthy. Her clothes were torn and dirty and her hair badly needed washing; no wonder she rebelled at Danny. I stood next to her and she looked to be about five feet seven inches tall, maybe four or five inches shorter than me. She had a good body—C-cup breasts probably, with narrow hips and broad shoulders and a flat abdomen. She had some decent muscle tone so I guessed she worked out or ran regularly. Her legs were long and well-formed with an attractive gap between her legs.
“OK, Danny, you have a deal.” I went to my safe and removed the money, passing two $5,000 bundles to him. He held out the keys to the locks, trying to get more, another $2,000. I put my hands on my hips, opening my shirt and flashing him my Sig, suggesting he should be happy to break even. He left and a minute later I could hear his truck back out of the driveway.
“OK,” I began, “what’s your name?”
“Fuck you.”
‘OK, Fuck, you need a shower and some new clothes. You’re filthy and you smell. The shower I can give you; the clothes will have to wait until tomorrow. It’s late so I’m going to keep you chained until we have a chance to chat in the morning. Let’s go.” Reluctantly she followed me into the bathroom. I cut the clothes from her body and pushed her into the shower. “Wash your hair. If you need help with anything, let me know.”
“You going to watch me, pervert?”
“As a matter of fact I am. I don’t know you well enough yet to trust you, but, if you want, I can get into the shower with you and wash you myself.” She actually did smile at that, but got in, closed the door and turned on the water. Fifteen minutes later she emerged, looking like a different person. I helped to dry her and gave her one of my tee shirts to use as a night gown. I unchained one wrist, looping and locking the chain to the bed frame. “Sorry,” I told her, “but it’s the floor for you tonight. You can share the bed with me tomorrow, if you wish. I’ll get you a pillow and blanket.” I tucked her in, kissed her forehead, and went to bed. I found sleep almost immediately.
CHAPTER 2
She was awake when I rose the following morning. I unlocked the chains, pointing her to the bathroom. “Here’s a toothbrush you can use, and some anti-perspirant. Sorry I don’t have any clothes for you, but I’ll go to WalMart later and get you some essentials. Let’s get some coffee first and then we’ll talk.”
She came out a few minutes later, telling me she borrowed my comb. She looked a lot better than last night, even with Danny’s shiner. I made coffee with my Keurig and gave her a cup, offering milk and sugar. “Let me explain what’s going to happen. Technically, you’re my slave, but I’m not going to chain you or beat you. In fact, once I get back from WalMart you can leave if you wish. But…where are you going to go? You have no money, no ID, no job, so what would you do? You’d have to become a hooker on the street and then you’ll meet some pimp or john who will be worse than Big Danny or wind up in jail. Your life won’t be worth shit. On the other hand if you stay I’ll treat you like my girlfriend. I’ll buy you clothes, take you to dinner, the beach and treat you well. You’ll still be my slave so I’ll expect you to have sex with me, clean the house, and prepare some meals for me, mostly dinner. Can you cook?” She shook her head “no.” “OK, I’ll have to help you. By the way, have a name?”
“Angel.”
“Your real name, not something some asshole gave you.”
She laughed, “That obvious? OK… it’s Andrea—Andie.”
“Thank you, I’m Adam. Let’s get something to eat, I’ll bet you’re hungry. When did you last eat?”
“Day before yesterday—a sandwich.” I got a cantaloupe from the fridge and cut it open for her. She wolfed it down. I broke out a pound of bacon and about eight eggs. I had the griddle going in seconds, the entire pound spread across its hot surface. I mixed the eggs together and scrambled them once the bacon was done. Andie swiped a piece and I playfully swatted her hand with my fork. Minutes later the eggs were scrambled and we sat down to eat. I remember being young—I’m now 60—but I don’t remember eating as much as Andie ate that morning. I guessed that Danny wasn’t big on treating his guests with civility. He probably couldn’t even spell it. Seeing her cup was empty I refilled it with fresh coffee.
We cleaned up together and I gave her a pad and pencil. “Write down your sizes–bra, panties, and blouse and pants or shorts. Also I’ll need your shoe size. Walmart is about twenty minutes away so figure I’ll be back in about 90 minutes. Now…you’ll have the run of the house. I’m not going to lock everything up—we’d be here until tomorrow, but, trust me, there’s not enough to steal to make it worthwhile, and then I’d have to call the cops. Have a seat and watch TV, or find a book to read, or just walk around. I’ll be back as soon as I can.”
I know nothing about shopping for women’s clothing so it took me longer than I expected. I returned almost two hours later to find Andie sitting in the living room reading a Playboy. I gave her the bags and she dressed. After seeing her naked last night there wasn’t much reason to be bashful or shy, so she did it right in the living room. I wasn’t expecting any compliments for my selections, but she did say, “Thanks” several times.
“I’ve been thinking, Adam. You’re right–if I leave here I’ll wind up worse off than I was before so I guess you’re stuck with me.” She walked up to where I was sitting, dropped into my lap, and kissed me. It was a “friends” kiss, not a “lovers” kiss, but that was OK with me. I was glad she was staying. “You know, I have a lot of experience fucking older men…my asshole father and grandfather have passed me back and forth for years.”
I pulled her head to my shoulder, caressing her head and running my hand through her lustrous hair. “Put that behind you. It will never happen again. Now, let’s go shopping.” We climbed into my BMW and headed to the nearest mall. I tried to keep up with Andie as she ran from store to store. I left her in Victoria’s Secret while I put several big bags into the trunk. I returned just in time to pay the bill.
“OK, Adam, I’m done.” I asked if she were sure and she laughed, “Just how much money do you have?”
“Enough to take care of both of us; now, want lunch or should we go home?”
“Let’s go home. I think I need to thank you.”
“No, you don’t need to. I don’t want you to feel you need to do anything. It’s much more fun with a willing and eager partner.” I drove home and showed her where to put her clothes. She marveled at the size of the closet. My wife had been a clothes hound with more than a hundred pairs of shoes and dozens of outfits so her closet was built to handle all this. There were drawers and mirrors and shelves like even I couldn’t believe at times. It took us almost two hours to get everything done. I made a drink and retired to the screened porch, looking out over the golf course.
“Where are we,” Andie asked.
“In southeastern North Carolina, near the South Carolina border—the Atlantic is about two miles over there.
Are you from around here?”
“No, I’m originally from West Virginia–you know one of those coal mining towns that have gone broke. My family was poorer than dirt. I really can’t blame my father for trying to sell me, but I can’t forgive him either.”
“Listen, if you’re going to live here you need to help yourself to food or drink—coffee or soda, or whatever. Are you old enough to drink?”
“Almost—but I’ve been drinking for years. I’ll be 21 in another month.” We chatted about everything and nothing trying to get to know each other. The more she told me the more I marveled that she had even lived to see twenty. I knew things were tough in most of the bankrupt coal towns, but I never imagined the conditions Andie described to me. There were ten people in her family—mom, dad, grandpa, and seven kids, all in four rooms in a house with no indoor plumbing and no insulation. For Andie to live with me must be like living in a palace. I had finished my drink so I got up for another, “C’mon,” I told her, ”I want to show you how to make drinks. Ever hear of a gin and tonic?” She shook her head “no” so I went through the very basics with her as I made two drinks. “Here, try it. I find it really refreshing, especially on a hot day.” We returned to the screen porch where I sat on the love seat. I was a bit surprised when she sat next to me—very, very close to me.
I toasted her, “Here’s to a successful relationship—for both of us.” When I looked at her she had a tear in her eye. “What’s the matter,” I asked.
“I can’t believe how lucky I am. I could have wound up with someone like that Danny jerk, or even worse. Instead I’m with a gentleman who treats me with respect, like I’m a real person.” I put my arm around her shoulder as she cried—broke down—into my chest. I held her for almost thirty minutes, stroking her cheek, rubbing her back, and caressing her hair. She looked up then and kissed me. Her lips parted and our tongues met. She gripped my head and pulled me into her as her passion rocketed. When we broke the kiss she looked into my eyes, “Let’s go to bed.”
“You don’t have to, you know.”
“I know—I want to, but if you keep that up you’ll have me believing you don’t want me. Don’t you want me?”
“God yes, I haven’t had any real sex for two years, since my wife died…and you’re gorgeous, even with that shiner. I’ll probably embarrass myself by cumming as soon as I enter you.”
“Ha, so what’s the problem? We’ll just do it again as soon as you can. Then you’ll take a lot longer. C’mon.” She pulled me up; I grabbed both drinks, following Andie into the bedroom. She pulled the blanket down before she pulled me to her. I barely had time to put the drinks on a couple of coasters. Kneeling over me Andie pulled my golf shirt over my head and addressed my shorts. She pushed them and my boxers to the floor. “Stand up a sec, will you? I want to take a look at you. Hmmm, pretty nice—how old are you, anyway?”
“I’m sixty…much too old for you.”
“Oh, no you’re not; you’re only as old as you feel. How old do you feel now?”
“A lot younger than sixty, that’s for sure.” Andie laughed and pulled me back to the bed. In seconds she had stripped off her tank top and bra, and shrugged out of her shorts and panties. She pulled me down into an embrace as she began another kiss. Her mouth pressed against mine; her tongue danced in my mouth as her hard nipples pressed into my chest. I was lost in the rapture of the kiss and the heat of her touch. She broke the kiss, moved back a few inches and looked into my eyes. “I could really get to like you—maybe even more. You’re the nicest, kindest person I’ve ever known.” She kissed her way down my body. She began to lick, the tip of her tongue lightly tracing over my skin when she reached my abdomen. She licked all around the base of my hard cock before moving up the sensitive underside. She tickled my pee hole, managing to push her tongue in almost a quarter inch. She cupped my balls in her hand as she swallowed my cock. I had never been deep-throated like this before. As a kid I’d been able to get laid now and then, but hardly any girl would suck my cock, let alone take it all into her throat.
Suddenly, she jumped up, straddled my hips and lowered herself onto my hard erection. My erect penis is only six and one-half inches long, but it is more than two inches in diameter and doesn’t taper at all. I could feel the silky tightness of her pussy, the wetness, the heat. Andie felt hot; I was worried that she might have a fever so I put my wrist to her forehead. She laughed, “My father always did that. But I think I just have a really hot pussy.” I had to agree—it was plenty hot enough for me.
Suddenly, I shot my head up, ”Condom?”
“Oh, I guess we should. I’ve only ever fucked my father and grandfather and I don’t think they ever fucked outside our family. On the other hand…a stud like you….”
“Yeah, right! What diseases can you catch from your right hand? Not too many, I would think. All the same we should be careful. I don’t want you getting pregnant—not yet anyway.”
Now it was Andie’s turn to be startled, “You mean…? You’d actually…? Oh, wow, that’s incredible.”
“Well, here’s the thing. I always wanted children, but my wife couldn’t have any—some problem with her uterus, or something. But I think we should wait until we know how things are between us. Having a kid if we’re always arguing would be a catastrophe.” I leaned over to my night table and pulled out a new box of condoms, one I had just bought when I realized I’d be purchasing a slave. Andie raised herself a few inches as I rolled it over my cock. Andie wasted no time sliding back down my shaft.
I tried to move up to meet Andie, but she stopped me—“I want this to be for you. We’ll have plenty of time to take care of me. I’m a pretty good judge of character and I’m betting you’ll take satisfying me as a real challenge.” I relaxed as Andie began to move around my cock. She may have been pissed at her father, but he had obviously done a great job teaching her to fuck. She clenched those powerful cunt muscles as she massaged my cock. That combined with her unceasingly rapid thrusts made me think I was in heaven. As I predicted I was ready to cum—much too fast for either of us. I couldn’t help myself—I drove my hips up, lifting Andie off the bed as I filled the condom, wishing it was Andie’s pussy instead. In seconds I was spent, but not too spent; I placed my hands beneath Andie’s thighs and lifted. I was able to curl almost 200 pounds so I handled her easily. I dropped her slowly onto my mouth.
“You were right—I do take it as a challenge. Now it’s your turn.” I leaned up as I pulled her slender body closer. I licked her left labium first, cleaning it of her yummy secretions; then I moved to her right. When that was done there was only one place left—her wet dripping slit. I pushed my tongue into her, sucking out every delicious droplet. Leaning forward I reached for her G-spot, rubbing it furiously as Andie began to shake. I continued, ramping up the pressure as I tickled her clit. I had no idea how sensitive she was—she came screaming in seconds. I moved her down and held her tightly, kissing her cheek as we both recovered. In time she lifted her head, “That was incredible…the best…I’ve never cum like that…ever.” She leaned back down and kissed me. This time it was definitely a lovers’ kiss, long and hot and passionate as she drove her tongue deep into my mouth. When we broke the kiss we lay there breathing deeply, rubbing our hands over each other’s bodies.
CHAPTER 3
It was late when we finally left the bed—almost 6:30. I decided we needed to go out for dinner. Andie and I hit the shower. This time she actually pulled me in with her; I followed her as we both laughed. We were covered in her delectable juices. We explored each other’s bodies, tentatively at first as we became more and more familiar with each other. I caressed her with the soap as I washed her breasts, her abdomen, and her shapely firm ass. She giggled as I slid my hand up and down her butt crack. She fell into my arms as I turned the water off.
I helped her from the shower, telling her to stand still while I got a warm towel from the heated rack. I nuzzled her neck as I dried her tenderly. I wrapped the towel around her head before grabbing another for myself. I playfully slapped her butt as I pointed her to the closet. “Pick something nice, but not too fancy. We’re going to a nice, but not posh restaurant. Tomorrow we’ll shop for some food—some of your favorites, too.” Ten minutes later she was still in the closet wearing nothing but her bra and panties. “What’s the matter, Andie?”
“Uh…I’ve never had so many clothes. I don’t know what to choose. Hell, Adam I don’t know HOW to choose.” I stepped up and pulled out a top. Then I picked a pair of shorts. “Do these go together?” I asked.
She nodded and smiled. Two minutes later she was dressed. Five minutes later her hair was combed, lip gloss applied, and we were out the door. I backed the Beemer out of the garage, put the top down, and drove away to a moderately priced restaurant I had often enjoyed in the past. We walked up to the desk and were seated almost immediately. “We have a nice table for you and your granddaughter,” the young woman said.
“Ha! I’m not his granddaughter,” Andie responded. “I’m his girlfriend…and his lover. Believe me, I’m the lucky one,” she told the astonished server. We ordered iced tea, salads, and baby back ribs. Andie was amazed when she saw the salad—it was huge and it was accompanied by a freshly baked croissant drizzled with honey butter. “Wow, Adam, this is delicious and I don’t think I’ve ever seen such a big salad.” Then whispering she continued, “This is only the second time I’ve ever eaten in a restaurant. The other time was when I graduated high school. Of course, later my dad and grandpa took me home and fucked me to celebrate.” She hung her head in despair.
I lifted her chin, looked into her eyes and told her, “We’re celebrating tonight and you won’t have to fuck later, so relax.”
“And if I want to…?”
“We’ll see. Remember, girlfriend, I AM sixty.”
“Maybe,” she said between forkfuls of salad, “but you fuck more like thirty and you suck like….” I put my finger to her lips to silence her. “Later…we’ll talk about it later. Let’s just enjoy the meal, OK?” Andie nodded as she filled her face with some tomatoes, cucumber, bacon bits, and boiled egg. I had to laugh. Watching her eat was a joy. After half starving to death I could easily understand why she would chow down like it was her last meal.
Andie’s eyes popped out of her head when they brought the long racks of ribs covered in spicy barbeque sauce. We had delicious loaded baked potatoes to complement the tender ribs. Once we had finished I ordered a cheesecake for us to split for dessert.
“What’s a cheesecake, Adam? I can’t imagine a cake made out of cheese.” I explained as best I could about cream cheese and how the restaurant brought in cheesecakes daily from a famous restaurant in New York City. I had just finished when the waitress brought a huge slice with two forks. Andie took a tentative taste, smiling when she learned she loved it. I sat back, enjoying the sight of her wolfing down this new treat. Tomorrow I’d give her another; I was pretty sure she’d never had a bagel before.
We drove home, arriving around 8:30. I explained to Andie that I usually showered and changed into my “pajamas,’ a T-shirt and what I referred to as gym shorts, after dinner. “I like to be clean when I go to bed,” I explained. “I find I sleep better.”
She gave me an evil grin, “Is it OK if you get dirty once you’re in bed?” I grabbed her as I laughed, spun her around and kissed her. I gave her a playful spank as I moved into the closet, emerging a few minutes later in my T and shorts. I lay on the couch to watch a football game. A few minutes later I was distracted when Andie walked in wearing the sheerest baby doll I had ever seen. “Did I buy that for you today? You look great in it.” She leaned down, kissed my cheek, and lay in front of me, her ass pressing against my rapidly growing cock.
“Boy, Adam, you sure do have a lot of TV’s. We only had one and we only got five channels. How many do you get?”
“I don’t really know. I suppose…maybe 80…a hundred? It’s enough…I can only watch one at a time, although with you here we could watch two.” I looked at Andie and I could see she really didn’t care. “Oh, who gives a damn. If you want to see something and I don’t have it…I’ll get it for you…OK?”
“OK, but right now I’d rather kiss you and make love than watch TV. Can we go into the bedroom? Please?” I rolled my eyes but down deep I was thrilled. It had been so long since I had anyone want me…really want me. My wife hadn’t for more than ten years. For her sex was more a duty and responsibility than a joy. Now a woman I hardly knew couldn’t wait for my cock in her pussy. I resolved to have her on birth control so we could really enjoy each other.
I pushed Andie off the couch. “OK, Andie, I can watch just as well in bed as I can here and there’s a lot more room in the bed, besides if you lead the way I can check out your ass all the way there.” She giggled, turned to slap my hand as I put it onto her butt, but took it into hers as she led the way. She put some extra sway into her hips as she teased me all the way to the bedroom. She pulled me onto the bed, pulling down the blanket and tucking me in. “Comfy?” she asked. I nodded, not quite sure what was going on. She took the remote and found the football game I had been watching. Convinced everything was as I wanted it, she turned to face me, grinned wildly, and destroyed my entire evening—not that I was complaining.
First, she lay on top of me, her mouth licking and kissing my neck. Telling her she was tickling me did no good—she just became more determined. Suddenly she changed tactics, sucking and biting my neck. Damn! She was giving me a hickey! I “struggled” to get away, but my efforts were feeble and ineffectual. “C’mon, Andie, I’m too old to be walking around with a hickey.”
“Oh, no you’re not, and I’m going to prove it to you right now.” She released my neck and I threw her off me. As she fell I jumped up, surprised at how quickly I was moving. I pinned her under me; we were both laughing. Fuck the football game; this was a lot more fun, and it was about to get better. I pulled the baby doll up over her shoulders, lowering my mouth to her nipple. I suckled madly as I pushed her panties below her knees. When I touched her pussy I found her to be soaking wet—running pussy juice. I moved my finger into her, searching for her sensitive G-spot.
I knew immediately when I found it; Andie reacted strongly, almost cumming at my first contact. I raised my head as we kissed passionately, our tongues exploring what was still unfamiliar territory in each other’s mouths. Andie pulled the blankets from between us, gripped my rock hard organ and pulled me into her forcefully. I drove into her with abandon, lifting her legs over my shoulders. She met my every thrust with one of her own. On and on we went, harder and harder, faster and faster until I could take it no longer. I pulled out, remembering at the last second that we had forgotten all about the condom, and rained semen over her chest and abdomen. Totally spent, I collapsed on her smearing the gooey mess all over us.
It was several minutes before we were able to speak. “I need another shower…and it’s… all… your… fault.” I rose from the bed, bent over to pick her up, and carried her to the shower. We kissed and kissed as the hot water ran over our bodies. I dried her, then myself, and we went back to bed. I had to laugh when I saw it. It looked like a hurricane had passed through. We worked together to make it then we climbed in naked, savoring the touch of skin on skin. As we fell into a deep sleep, the TV droning on all night.
CHAPTER 4
A month later not much had changed in terms of our sex life—we were still fucking like rabbits. I loved being with Andie; she was full of energy and life…and mischief. I found out just how much she could create one afternoon. I had risen early to play golf in my league. After finishing I joined my comrades in the snack bar for a burger and soda while we waited for the results of the day’s competition. I had just finished my fries when I heard my buddy, Tim, “Wow! Would you look at that?” I looked up to see Andie in the hallway, obviously looking for me. I turned my chair away from the table and waved. She came in when she saw me. Her outfit reminded me of Olivia Newton John in “Grease.” She wore a black tank top and skin-tight black Capri’s. Putting it mildly—she was FUCKING HOT!
“Hi, what’s up? Want a burger or a soda, or something?”
“Umm…no burger or soda, but I’ll take you up on the ‘or something.’” Andie moved forward to straddle my legs. She pushed her groin into mine as she grabbed my head, pulled it forward and laid a huge wet kiss onto my lips. She moved her firm breasts into my chest and her cunt into my cock—all in front of more than forty of my friends. I sat there helplessly until she stopped.
She moved back, a huge grin on her face, “That’s the best ‘or something’ I’ve had in years.”
“Thanks, but I hope you know I will never live this down. You’ve made me a marked man.”
“Don’t worry, Adam—they’re just jealous.” Andie kissed me on the forehead and rose. “Don’t be too long, Sweetie I’ve got a special ‘or something ’ planned for you this afternoon.” I cringed as that remark was met with hoots and howls throughout the snack bar. She walked out, turning at the doorway where she lifted her top and flashed her magnificent tits at the crowd. “Bye, baby–don’t be too long.” She blew me a kiss and left.
I sat there expecting to hear it from the boys, but instead I heard it from Tim, “Well, boy, what the hell are you doing here? Damn…if I were you I’d be out the door and running home.” I laughed and was about to explain, but realized it would do no good. Andie’s mischief would follow me for months, at least. I left with everyone else, ignoring their gibes about how I was getting lucky. It didn’t bother me—I knew I was lucky and that I’d been lucky almost every day over the past month.
We’d done a lot over the past thirty days. I had Andie order a copy of her birth certificate and hired a driving school to teach her to drive. I’d also sent her to a doctor for a checkup and birth control. I was also tested. Our health reports came back clean and we’d enjoyed making love unencumbered by concerns about health or pregnancy. Now I was looking forward to another afternoon of giving and receiving. Andie was waiting as I walked in. “Are you angry with me,” she asked. “I was sitting here missing you and getting horny. I needed you, so….”
“No, I’m not angry. You were right; every one of those guys wishes he was me. Hell, I was thrilled I was me, but right now I need a shower—I’m sweaty and smelly.
“Not a problem, let’s go,” Andie exclaimed as she ripped her blouse from her body and shrugged out of her Capri’s. I followed her, losing my shirt and shorts in the bedroom and scampering behind her as I tried to lose my boxers without falling on my face or my ass. Andie turned and laughed as I was trying to hop my way out of my sweaty socks. “Here,” she said grinning, “lean on me.” I did, kissing her neck as I finally threw the last sock down to the floor. I swept her into my arms, savoring the touch of her skin against mine. I released her when I got a whiff of my underarms. It had been a hot day and I was an active sweater.
I pulled her into the shower, shielding her from the water until it warmed. We plunged under the stream together as Andie’s hair ran over her face, dripping onto those glorious globes on her chest. I went for the soap, but she beat me to it, smirking as she began to wash my cock and balls before moving to the rest of my body. Believe me—having someone bathe you is a real luxury and when the bather looks like Andie it’s an extra bonus.
When she had finished she relinquished the soap and I took my turn. Washing her was almost as great an experience as being washed. I started with her back as I nuzzled her neck and cheek, nibbling her ear and washing it with my tongue. My soapy hand moved down to caress her tight butt, my finger running up and down her crack until I used the soap to lubricate my finger and slide it deep into her ass. Andie looked up at me in amazement. She turned suddenly to kiss me, burying her tongue deep into my mouth. I used this opportunity to soap her breasts and abdomen.
Andie broke the kiss, “Enough…please…I need you, Adam.” That was good enough for me. I shut down the shower and led my lover out. I dried her tenderly, caressing her body as though I were the slave and she the mistress. Once she was dry our roles reversed. She led me by my rock hard penis to bed. We kissed, expressing our need for each other when the phone rang. I let the answering machine handle it until I heard Tim’s voice. I picked up the phone, “Bad timing, buddy…how about if I call you back later? Sorry, but I’m occupied at the moment. Tim…Tim…you know a gentleman never discusses stuff like that. I’m going now…yes, I have something much more important right now, right Andie?”
“Oh, yeah, Adam—I need you to fuck me. Bye, Tim.” I hung up the phone. When I turned back to her Andie continued, “Sometimes you are so funny. I loved the way you handled your friend. I’ll bet he’s jerking off right now.”
“Ha! No bet—Tim is divorced so he’s always jerking off…and up to a month ago so was I. Having you here with me has changed my life, and I hope it’s changed yours, too.”
“You already know the answer to that, but do you think we can stop talking for a while. I really need you in me.” She rose up, climbed onto my body and spun around, positioning her pussy at my mouth while she attacked my hard cock with hers. Andie licked up and down my shaft and all around the helmet before sucking my organ deep into her throat. I wrapped my mouth around her entire pussy and sucked hard. I knew from prior experience that she loved this and she reacted immediately so when I penetrated her tunnel with my tongue she came almost immediately, drenching my face with her ejaculate. I kept on sucking and licking her cunt, moving up to her clit. I sucked it between my teeth, licking and nibbling as I massaged her velvety breasts with my hands. Her sucking became erratic as she turned on and began to shudder. She raised her head and arched her back as she came again, her entire body experiencing several massive spasms before she collapsed onto me.
I spun her around and pulled her close to me. I rubbed her back and kissed her cheek as she came down from her high. I had learned that Andie was multi-orgasmic—her two orgasms would do nothing but get her hotter to fuck and we’d be doing that as soon as she recovered. It was almost ten minutes before she was lucid. “Fuck, Adam, you do give me the best orgasms. Now let’s take care of you.”
She threw her leg over my body, straddling my hips. She rubbed my hard cock into her slit as we shared lubricants—pre-cum from my cock intermingling with her copious pussy juice. A second later my cock disappeared into her. I knew she loved the girth of my thick cock; it stretched her pussy walls and gave her incredible sensations. Andie began rocking, rubbing her hot clit into me as she massaged my cock with her tight muscular cunt. I met her motions, driving deep into her. I knew I wouldn’t last long, not after all the foreplay we’d had. I felt my balls clench as a river of hot semen was forced up through my cock before exploding into Andie’s cunt. Five times I shot a thick rope of cum into her and just as I was finishing I could feel Andie’s pussy contract as her third orgasm took control of her body. We collapsed into each other totally spent—sweaty and covered in cum. Our bed was a mess, but we didn’t care. We lay there in the mess, too tired to even care.
CHAPTER 5
We had been together four months. Andie had experienced more new things during this period than she had during her prior twenty-plus years. First, she learned to drive. Her family had an old beat up truck, but only her father was allowed to drive it. When she got her license I bought her a new Mustang convertible. She insisted we go out to dinner that night and, of course, she drove. I also took her to a beauty salon for the first time. Her hair was washed and styled; she had a manicure and pedicure. When she was done she told me she felt incredible…and so sexy. The best surprise came when her passport arrived by FedEx. “Why do I need this, Adam?” she asked.
“Well, basically because if you want to leave the country you need a passport. I’ll bet a thousand against a nickel you’ve never traveled…and your trip here from West Virginia doesn’t count.”
“Like you’ve said several times—no bet. We barely had enough to eat, let alone go anyplace. We did go to the County Fair one time, but grandpa took me behind the tents and fucked me…in my ass. He hurt me, Adam and he just laughed. Can you believe that?”
“Yeah, actually I can. Some people are just sick. They get off on hurting people—it’s how they get their jollies. When you’ve lived as long as I have you see a lot and some of it is just disgusting.” I put my arm around her and hugged her close to me. “Hopefully, you’ll see a lot of the good things from now on; you’ve obviously had more of your share of the bad up to now.”
I talked to her then about traveling—how much I enjoyed seeing different places and learning about different people. We talked for a while and went to bed. I had long ago dropped the idea of wearing any kind of pajamas to bed. They just got in the way and I loved the feeling of Andie’s skin against mine. The following morning I awoke lying on my back with Andie tucked under my left arm, her head resting on my shoulder. “Adam, would I be here with you if I weren’t your slave?”
“Andie,” I responded as I kissed her forehead, “first of all, you’re not my slave—you’ve never been my slave. If you were I’d chain and beat you every time you did something wrong. I’d never allow you to be free when I left the house. I’d chain and cuff and gag you. Have I ever done anything like that?” She shook her head, “No.” “I told you that you could leave when we first met and you can leave now if you want.”
She looked up at me, a tear in her eye, “Do you want me to leave, Adam?”
“Absolutely not! I don’t want you to go anywhere, but if you wanted to go I wouldn’t stop you.”
“Do you like me, Adam? I mean, I know you like fucking me, but do you like me—you know—as a person?”
“Now you’re going to laugh at me.”
“I promise I won’t laugh, Adam.”
“Well, I’m pretty sure you will because what I’m going to say will sound ridiculous. No, Andie I don’t like you, but I do love you. I’m in love with you. I love everything about you, and yes, I do love fucking you, but even if we never fucked I’d still love you.” Andie laughed. “See, I told you—I knew you were going to laugh.”
“Oh, Adam—I’m not laughing at you—I’m laughing at ME! I’ve been so nervous about this. I didn’t know how to tell you…” She hesitated for what seemed to be a minute before finishing, “that I love you. You’re the best thing that ever happened to me. You’re kind and sweet and loving and patient and….”
I stopped her there, “Stop…you’re going to give me a big head, you know that? You’ve given me the confidence to ask you something.” She raised up, leaning her head on her arm. I leaned up opposite her before reaching in for a chaste kiss on her cheek. ”Since you love me and I love you, how about we go shopping this morning?”
“Shopping? What does that have to do with being in love?”
“Well, that’s when a couple usually goes out and buys an engagement ring. Will you marry me?”
“Oh my God, I can’t believe it! You’d actually marry me? ME? Oh my god. I’m so lucky.”
“Actually, I think I’m the lucky one, but…is it a deal?”
Oh, yes! Yes! Yes! Yes!” She leaned forward and kissed me. It was anything but a chaste kiss. She was all over me, her tongue active in my mouth as her lips ground against mine. It seemed like ten minutes later when she finally broke the kiss.
“Let’s get up and go out for breakfast. Then we’ll buy your ring, and then we can talk some more about traveling. There’s something I’ve been thinking about and I’d like your opinion.” We got up and I literally floated into the bathroom. I couldn’t believe my luck—she actually loved me! We went to a local pancake house for their buffet. I loaded up on bacon and an omelet; Andie copied me and then went back for more. We sat in a booth, both of us on the same side of the table. We talked and joked as lovers have over the millennia. I heard a couple of old biddies in the booth behind us comment, but Iet it go. Nothing was going to ruin my day. In fact, I was going to give them something to really talk about. “Darling,” I began, “how’d you like to go off birth control?” Andie jumped for joy; the blue haired bitch behind me choked. It served her right for being so nosy.
After breakfast we went to the town’s best jeweler. Andie asked me how much we could spend. I told her I was worth millions—price was no object.” Andie had small delicate hands with long slender fingers; she tried several rings of different sizes and settings before deciding on a simple solitaire of about 1.5 carats. The jeweler assured me that the stone was top quality and I believed him. I’d played golf with him several times and you can learn a lot about a person that way. I paid with my credit card and we left, Andie beaming at my side.
We went home and sat on the screened porch. “I’ve been thinking about taking a river cruise in Europe starting in Vienna and ending in Amsterdam. It would take us about three weeks.”
“What’s a river cruise, Adam? How do they get those great big ships on a river?” I couldn’t help but laugh, but I kissed her to make sure she knew I wasn’t being critical.
“Think of a small boutique hotel that goes places with you. We’d stay in a cabin—they’re usually small, but we won’t spend too much time there other than fucking and sleeping. We’ll eat in the restaurant and we’ll visit a lot of places we’ve never heard of, but they’re usually interesting and informative. We can buy lots of souvenirs and special clothes like fancy sweaters. I’ve been to Vienna—it’s beautiful and there’s lots of great pastries and good food. Plus they have very good wine and beer.”
“I’ve had beer but I’ve never had wine before. Is it good?”
“Some of it is excellent, and European beer is great. Maybe we’ll go to Brussels after the cruise; it’s a wonderful and very old city. Did you know Belgians invented French fries, and comics, and a ton of other good things. Their national food is mussels, ever have them?” She shook her head “No.”
“It sounds great, Adam. Can we make it our honeymoon?”
“That’s exactly what I was thinking.” I pulled her onto my lap and we held each other until I heard her stomach growl. I pushed her up and went to cook some hot dogs for lunch.
CHAPTER 6
We wed in a small simple ceremony with a Justice of the Peace. Tim was my best man; the Justice’s wife served as Matron of Honor. The ceremony took only ten minutes but the result would last us for life. I saw my attorney the day before the wedding and changed my will. Two days later we flew first class to Vienna. I explained to Andie how Austrians spoke German and how Wiener Schnitzel had nothing to do with wieners.
We walked through the city with our guidebook, enjoyed some delicious pastries, Andie eating at least twice what I was able to consume, and even took their subway once we figured out how to use the automated ticket machine. We began every day the same way—fucking—and we ended it the same way.
After four days in Vienna we boarded our ship. Andie was surprised at how narrow and long the ship was. We found our cabin on the top deck. We had two twin beds and a small balcony just big enough for two chairs and a small table. Once I phoned the reception desk, those beds were moved together to form a King even though we could have gotten along great in a twin. We usually slept so closely we were like a single body.
We unpacked our clothes, cameras, and toiletries, struggling to find room for everything in the tiny cabin. I had also bought several bottles of Austrian and German wine. When we finished we went into the lounge to sit and take in the sights on the Danube. When the bar opened I bought Andie a beer. She had learned to love the local beers, and this was no exception. It was a Belgian beer; I explained that Belgium had more breweries than anyone else. There were somewhere around 650 breweries in that tiny country. I assured her we would try several when we visited there.
Andie had been wide-eyed her entire time in Europe. She marveled at how old some of the buildings were and the size and architecture of the cathedrals we had visited. One of the highlights of our visit to Vienna had been our visit to Schonbrunn Palace with its more than 1,400 rooms. “This one room probably cost more than my entire house,” she told me when we visited our first room on the tour. She could have said that about every single room we visited. It was a magnificent building loaded with history. We also had a great time on the train to Schonbrunn, meeting and talking to several Austrians who were thrilled to meet some real Americans and practice their English. Andie couldn’t believe how friendly the people were. She’d learn a lot more on this trip.
We met a number of our fellow travelers in the lounge and compared the nightmares of flying; they were surprised we had flown first class and were even more surprised when Andie told them we were on our honeymoon. “I’m glad our cabin isn’t near yours—we go to bed early,” a woman from Michigan said, kidding us.
“Yeah, we go to bed early, too,” Andie replied, causing everyone to laugh hysterically. However, when one of the women asked how we met Andie froze. “Go ahead,” I told her, “tell them the truth.”
Andie took my hand and began, “I come from a poor family—really, really poor. My father sold me to be a sex slave, that’s how bad it was. I was devastated. The man who bought me would rape me and beat me for no reason—it was horrible. Then he sold me–at a profit, of course–and things got worse. The new guy starved me and beat me, too trying to break me. But he suddenly needed money to get his motorcycle back from the repo company and Adam bought me. The first thing he did was tell me that I was free and could leave him at any time, but he pointed out that if I did I’d be in even worse shape than I was. He treated me with respect and caring and…most of all with love. I fell in love with him and he fell in love with me and here we are.” The people around us were speechless.
I leaned forward and kissed Andie’s cheek. I pulled her up, excused us, telling everyone we had some business to conduct, a remark that was met with some chuckles. I held Andie’s hand as we walked to our cabin. “Your story will be common knowledge around the ship by dinner,” I told her. “People like to talk so don’t be surprised if someone asks you about it.”
“Should I have lied, Adam? I don’t want to embarrass you.”
“No, darling, you should never lie. None of that was your doing or your fault so you have absolutely nothing to be ashamed of. You should be proud that you survived all that abuse. There are plenty of women who wouldn’t. As for me—well, it takes a lot more than that to embarrass me.” I sat on the bed and pulled her to my lap. “I’m having a wonderful time. I hope you are, too.”
“Oh, Adam everything is so fascinating. I never dreamed….” I stopped her with a brief kiss. Well, I intended it to be brief; Andie had other ideas. She pressed her lips to mine before telling me, “Let’s get down to business, shall we?” What a marvelous idea!
I pulled down the blanket while Andie stripped out of her clothes. She was working on mine before I was even done with the bed. I was forced to sit down or fall—trip over my pants and boxers. Andie pulled my clothes off, throwing them into the pile with hers in a corner of the room. She pulled my shirt over my head and attacked my cock. It hadn’t taken long to harden—about three seconds! I was sixty years old and I was as horny as a teenager even though I was cumming several times a day.
I lay back savoring the feeling of my wife’s (oh God, I still wasn’t used to the idea of actually being married to beautiful sexy Andie) tongue and lips. She pushed her lips up against my pubic hair, swallowing my cock into her throat. She looked up at me and smiled—as much as one can smile with a mouth full of cock. I pulled her off my cock into another deep passionate kiss, tasting my dick on her tongue and lips. I rolled her over into missionary and drove my cock into her tunnel.
Andie had been off birth control for just over a month and we were trying—desperately—to get her pregnant; missionary gave her the best chance. She spent more time with her legs in the air than she did with them on the floor, or so it often seemed. I drove my cock into her as we kissed and kissed. Her velvet vise clutched my cock forcefully as it tried to milk me of my seed. Andie wrapped her long legs around my body, pulling me even deeper into her. We met with every thrust and when Andie squeezed my cock, flexing her cunt muscles around me, I gave up. My balls clenched, by cock swelled, and river after river of steamy white cum rocketed into Andie’s womb. I reached between us, found her hot clit, and rubbed her to her orgasm. I had learned that she never had a weak orgasm. Many times she had bucked me off of her as her body experienced one powerful muscle spasm after another. I fell on top of Andie kissing her madly. “I love you,” I told her, “more than I can ever tell you.” I leaned down again and kissed her. I tried to move off but she held me tight. “I’m never letting you go,” she said with a smile, “Thanks for drowning my pussy. You must have donated millions of sperm to the cause. It doesn’t seem fair—you give millions of sperm, I only give one tiny egg.”
“Sure, but soon my job will be done while yours will last for nine months, and then you’ll give birth. I just pray our baby looks like you. You’re beautiful; I’m just ordinary.”
“You may be many things, darling, but ordinary will never be one of them.” She kissed me again as I rose for a shower. The only negative about the ship so far was the tiny shower; there was no way the two of us could share.
CHAPTER 7
We went to an important meeting before dinner. We took our life jackets with us. We went through the required emergency drill and then listened to a “port talk” in which our guides explained what we would see and do tomorrow. We had a port talk every evening just before dinner. Andie and I enjoyed a stein of beer tonight and every night during the cruise.
I knew that a mother-to-be shouldn’t drink, but we didn’t know that Andie was even pregnant. She didn’t drink much, a maximum of two drinks a day—one beer and one glass of wine. However, that would stop if she missed her period. We had agreed that nothing would harm our child.
We learned a lot on this trip. We saw a 900 year old abbey, numerous huge and beautiful cathedrals, learned what kings did with their second and third sons—sent them to be prince-bishops in the Church. We even saw Oscar Schindler’s house. We bought a load of souvenirs, including a beautiful cuckoo clock. We passed through dozens of locks, the first attracting the attention of all the passengers, but by the tenth few of us were interested.
Yes, we learned a lot. By the end of our trip we learned that Andie was pregnant. It still had to be confirmed but after peeing on four home pregnancy strips we were pretty sure. We were elated and when we shared the news with our fellow travelers they were, too.
We spent three days wandering through Amsterdam; I even took Andie on a tour of the red light district. She was amazed by the sight of the semi-naked women in the windows hawking their wares like fish mongers in olden days, except now they were hawking themselves. After Amsterdam we traveled by train to Brussels, spending four days there in a hotel just off the Grand Place, the central city square surrounded by more than a dozen guild halls dating back to the twelfth century. We treated ourselves to some Belgian chocolates, reputedly the best in the world. Then it was time to go home.
We went out for mussels our last night in Brussels. In Belgium you can get them dozens of ways—steamed, fried, with garlic and a host of other combinations, including baked with yummy cheese. That’s what we had—huge mussels on the half shell baked with cheese. Not only were they delicious, they were so rich it was almost impossible to finish the portion. OK, it was impossible for ME to finish; Andie, on the other hand, finished hers and the remainder of mine. How she ate all this food without gaining an ounce was a miracle. I enjoyed a magnificent Belgian beer; Andie had a Coke.
The following morning we took a cab to the airport and were on the way home. Tim picked us up in Myrtle Beach, the closest airport to our home. He asked us a lot of questions, but he skipped the big one. Finally, Andie couldn’t hold back, “We learned a lot on this trip, Tim, especially that I’m pregnant. Want to be a godfather?” I thought Tim would drive us into a ditch when he first heard, but he recovered beautifully, driving the rest of the way with a huge smile on his face.
We made an appointment with Andie’s gynecologist. Her deprived upbringing denied her many things and excellent medical care was one of them. She marveled at all the different kinds of doctors. Dr. Ferguson had been my wife’s doctor and I thought she was fantastic. She took Andie’s urine and ran the test five times—all positive. Then she took blood and tested that—we were pregnant. Andie had a special diet, which she hated, but she followed it to the letter.
I had experienced many surprises since I bought Andie and they were all wonderful, but I wasn’t prepared for the biggest of all. Andie had a sonogram at four months. Dear God—twins!

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Fiction

When In Rome – 02

Author’s NotesNo romance in this one – it’s quite a bit hotter than the last (in my opinion). The “murder” that I’ve tagged this with is only mentioned in the first scene, which is not erotic. So feel free to just skip down to Lykos’s POV if you want.
Always open to feedback, or suggestions for improvement :]
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CHAPTER TWO:
Scene 01: Cassuis – Sex? NO.
Scene 02: Lykos – Sex? Yes. Father/Daughter
Scene 03: Callia – Sex? Yes. Daughter fucked by father + brother.
_____________________________CASSIUS
They called him Death. At least, the superstitious plebs did. He’d heard from one of his father’s whores that they were too frightened of him to speak his name. That if you even mouthed Cassius’s full name after dusk, he would appear to kill you. As if he were a daemon with nothing better to do.
He rode ahead of his brothers. The people on the streets wouldn’t look at him. Every one of them thought that this was his doing. He didn’t blame them. If he hadn’t known for sure that he’d been buried in his sister’s cunt when the fucking murder took place, he’d probably wonder if he’d done it.
This wasn’t the first body they’d found, cut up in the same way. It was the fourth. In a week. He jumped off his horse and heard his brothers were following. A drunk in a stained robe kept his eyes on the riverbank as he pointed. His hand shook.
“Found her just over there. Sir. Heard you wanted to be called on if there was another one.”
The man was scrawny, his cheeks drawn in in hunger, and Cassius turned to shield him from view as he pressed a few coins into the man’s hand. When he started to thank him, Cassius’ hand wrapped around the hilt of his sword.
“Don’t say a word or I’ll cut your throat. Spend it on bread, not wine, or I still might.”
The man nodded and scurried away before his brothers approached. Marcus led the way, squinting into the darkness as he tried to find the body.
“Did none of you think to bring a fucking light?” He pinched the bridge of his nose.
“I have one.” Gaius, the second oldest of five, stepped in front of him and they made their way down the riverbank. There she was, draped over the rocks like the corpse of a siren. Every one of the multitude of cuts in her flesh was surgical. Methodical. Just as precise as he’d have made them if this was his work. Whoever had done this.. he was a second side to Cassius’ own coin.
The first three dead prostitutes had been dark-headed. This one was not, and he felt his hands clenching into fists as Gaius stepped closer to her body with the lamp. Red hair was caked with blood and clumped around her face. It was still wet. He pressed two fingers against her wrist. She was still warm. This was a fresh kill.
“Did anyone see anything?”
Marcus shrugged, and headed off to talk to the people crowded at the top of the ravine. Atticus and Hector followed.
Gaius turned to him. “He’s a fucking spirit. A Daemon. No one’s seen him yet.”
“Does anyone know who she is?”
He turned back toward the hill as a scream pierced the night. A woman was fighting with Marcus, trying to push past him.
When he got close enough to see the woman, he realized she wasn’t a plebeian at all. Her clothing was expensive, cut perfectly. Her red hair was piled high on top of her head. A man stood beside her, finally pulled her off Marcus. It wasn’t until he moved closer to the light that Cassius realized he knew him. The first three dead girls had been prostitutes. The redhead on the rocks was not. Not if these were her parents.
“Cassius.” The man, Titus Tulia, turned to face him. His mouth was set in a tight line, dark shadows were cast under his eyes. “Is it Claudia? Is that my daughter?”
He had no idea. But Marcus might.
“Marcus.” He waved him over, and pulled him aside. “Is that Titus’s girl? The one about your age?”
His eyes widened. “Might be. I need another look.”
“Then go take one.”
It was. The girl on the rocks was not a dead whore. She was a nobleman’s daughter. And Cassius rode home with a blackened eye he gained while trying to stop the man from rushing down to the side of the ravine to find his child’s body in the condition that it was in. He’d promised to send the girl home to him, once she could be dressed. And cleaned.
He was in a strange mood on the way home, trying to figure out why the fuck he cared. He usually cared about no one’s feelings.
Part of him already knew.
She was a pretty young girl with red hair.
She reminded him of Callia.
Their father was waiting by the door when they arrived.
He stood silent as his brothers explained the situation. He wanted to go upstairs, to find his girl in his bed, warm, naked and sleeping. Alive.
“You know most people believe this is your work, Cass.” His father’s eyes narrowed as he studied him.
He clenched his jaw. “I was here. All day. And yesterday, as well.”
Lykos nodded. “I know that. Your brothers know that. But-”
“Who else fucking matters?”
His father regarded him silently for a moment, and nodded. “Send your sister to me when you finish with her.”
He accepted that as a dismissal. “I won’t be finished with her until morning.”
He found his sister curled up on his floor, shivering in her sleep. He lifted her as if she were no more than a child and put her down on his bed. She barely stirred. He wrapped his body around hers, tucked his face against her neck and fell asleep.
*LYKOS
He hadn’t intended to turn Callia into a whore. Truly, the thought hadn’t crossed his mind.
He was quite attached to her, actually, after she was born. She’d been a clever baby, like his sons. And funny. He’d actually thought of sending her to school, like the nobleman’s daughter she was, and use her marriage to gain a powerful ally in Rome.
His wife, Lyssandra had intervened. She’d been right. The old bitch had a keen eye for talent.
She had hated his daughter, been cruel to her on the rare occasions they shared the same room. Callia was beautiful, like her mother, and his wife had explained her view on the issue. Men paid a high price for a beautiful girl, sure. But Callia was exceptional, eager to please, and more than that, she had good blood. One both sides. Her mother hadn’t been born a slave. She’d been captured by Lykos’ army, but before that she’d led a strange cult of women warriors that bastardized the Celts beliefs. They’d believed the Morrigan, a terrifying goddess of sex and war, blood and death, had called to them. Maybe she had. Callia’s mother was the only one they’d been able to capture alive. The rest of the women had fought to their deaths.
And one night, Lyssandra remarked that she’d finally found a use for the child. Callia had taken to her training like she’d been born for it. And gone were his illusions about a noble daughter.
She was just another whore after that. A whore he would sell like any other.
“How do you work out the cost?” Appius, his old friend and fellow soldier, inquired from across the room.
“My girls work from fourteen to twenty. They sell for the equivalent of their expected earnings for the remainder of their term.”
“So the older the whore, the lower the price.”
“Exactly.” He glanced up as a soft knock sounded at the door.
Callia stood patiently on the other side when one of his guards pushed it open. She’d obviously just come from Cassius’ rooms. You could always tell. She’d been scrubbed clean, washed and groomed, but his oldest son’s affections weren’t stains you could easily wash away. Black and purple bruises circled her neck, her bottom lip was swollen. When she turned around, her back was inflamed with fresh bruises and welts.
Yes, selling Callia was the best option. If -no, not if- When. When Cassius killed her (and it really was only a matter of time), he would lose money. If he sold her to someone else, there was still a chance she’d be killed, but at least he would get paid. He sighed.
Try as he might to deny it, he would miss the feel of his daughter’s mouth on his cock and the way her tight little cunt trembled when she came. At least it would take Appius some time to come up with payment. His daughter was one of his top earners, and still in her first year of service. She would not go cheap.
Appius shook his hand, and stared at Callia as he left. She smiled at him, blissfully unaware that that soon she would leave her father’s home and be at the mercy of a man she’d met only once. Lykos refused to feel guilty. It was for her own good. Better Appius than Cassius.
He snapped his fingers. “Come here, my child.”
She took in front of him, wide eyed, a hint of a smile still on her face. Her little tits were round on her tiny frame.
“Are you hurt badly, Callia?”
She frowned, and the purple bruise on her lip stretched. She looked puzzled. “I’m not hurt at all, Father.”
He sighed as he slid his hand between her thighs and worked a finger between the soft lips of her little cunt. Her head tilted back, just slightly and her little mouth opened in a sweet little moan.
She was wet as soon as his finger hit her clit and worked its way back down to her tight little hole. She was the perfect little whore, she even got wet for her own father. He slid his finger into her cunt, slowly, and her blue-green eyes met his. Her pussy tightened around his finger, and her hips rocked to meet his quickening thrusts. She looked so much like her mother.
He stood, abruptly. Undressed.
“Your mouth, Callia. Suck daddy’s cock like a good girl.”
She hit her knees, eager to please and wrapped her little fist around his cock. She stroked it, once, twice before she wrapped her little pink lips around the head and looked up in him. He liked to look in his daughter’s eyes as she sucked his cock. She knew it.
He could feel her tongue, hot and wet against his shaft, working slow circles just like he’d taught her so many years ago. She knew to get him wet first so that he slid smoothly into her waiting mouth.
She kissed the tip of his cock, sucked on it. His little girl licked her father’s cock like it was the greatest thing she’d ever tasted. He felt his muscles clench as he looked down at her sweet little face. When she finally sucked his thick shaft down her wet throat, he knew that he would not be satisfied with just one hole this day. He wanted to fuck all three.
He leaned back for a moment, just watching her suck him. The he took her by the hair and bent her over his desk. She moaned softly as she raised her tight little ass high in the air, offering it to him. He slapped her clit, enjoying the sounds of his daughters cries as he worked two fingers deep inside her. He positioned the swollen head of his cock at her glistening, wet hole and dug his fingers into her hips as he forced his cock in her tight little cunt.
She shoved her ass out to meet him, pushed her hips back against his, showing him that she was ready for his cock. He stroked the broken skin of her back as he felt her young little body stretch around him. His daughter’s pussy was always so wet, so fucking tight, and she gripped his cock with her little body like she couldn’t get enough of it.
“Please,” She whimpered. “Please, Daddy, harder.”
He obliged her, of course. He gripped the sides of her narrow little hips as he pounded his cock deep inside his own daughter’s soaking wet cunt. His second stroke was harder, her screams louder as he took what belonged to him. He owned her. Owned her cunt and her pretty little round ass.
“Hands on the floor.”
She giggled, he loved that sound. Loved the way her little cunt shook when she laughed and his cock was inside her. She bent over, balancing perfectly, her thighs close together. It made her wet, teenage cunt even tighter and he fucked her with rough, violent thrusts. He slapped her ass as he did, watching the skin grow red under his assault. He would see his own hand prints on her ass when he finally moved past her cunt. There was nothing he’d ever felt quite like sliding his cock inside his little girl’s ass.
He pushed her off his cock, and she looked disappointed. Hurt. “Did I not please you father?”
He smiled and pulled her close to him, his fingers playing with her wet little cunt as he leaned his face against the top of her head.
“You always please me, Callia. And I want to reward you for that.”
She spun around in his embrace and looked up at him, her eyes shining. She was breathless when she spoke. “Are you going to fuck my ass today, Father?”
Lykos laughed. “Such a perfect little slut, aren’t you? How excited are you to have daddy’s cock in your ass?”
Her moan was so soft, but he watched her hand slide down her belly, her fingers trailing just over her narrow little slit. He slapped her hand away, and a guilty blush spread across her cheeks. She knew she wasn’t allowed to touch herself.
“But you said you liked watching me touch my cunt, Daddy.”
Lykos chuckled, a low, hungry sound. “I do, baby. But today when you cum, it will be for your father’s cock alone.”
Her little nipples were so hard, he wanted to bite them between his teeth and hear her scream for him.
“Over the desk, Callia.”
She obeyed. She was nothing if not perfectly obedient – but he guessed that had far more to do with a love of cock than a love of submission. Her mother had been the most strong-willed women he’d ever met, and sometimes he was disappointed not to see more of that fire in their child. He still remembered the day he filled her mother with the same cum Callia craved; remembered watching Breena’s belly get round and full. With Callia. He hadn’t known then that in a few short years he would be teaching that same child to beg for his cock. Best decision he’d ever made. It angered him that he had Lyssandra to thank for that; his wife, who had taken away the only woman he ever cared for.
His balls were heavy just thinking about Breena, and when he stared at Callia’s perfectly wet little slit, and her tight waiting asshole it was all he could do not to force his way in immediately. But he didn’t take his pleasure in pain. He took pleasure in the willing body of a tight young girl; one who begged for it, loved cock, craved his cum.
He stepped behind her, shoving his fingers into her wet little hole and then moved them upward, stretching out her little ass. He watched his own fingers work their way expertly inside her daughter’s ass, lubricated the tight, rarely used hole with the wetness from her own cunt.
She couldn’t get enough. He could hear her, begging, moaning almost unintelligibly. She loved getting her ass filled – that was why she got it so rarely. He used it as a reward.
He pushed the head of his cock slowly at the opening of her ass and loved her soft, sweet little gasp.
“Please, Daddy.”
He leaned back, looked down his chest to watch the thick length of his cock disappear into his child’s ass. He loved watching the first stroke, watching her ass stretch wide as she struggled to remember to relax and let it happen. It was so fucking tight, even tighter than her cunt had been the first time he fucked her, so many years ago.
“Yes, yes..” He could hear her sharp breaths, pretty little moans. “Oh Daddy, yes.”
He wrapped his hand around her body, just pressing the tip of his finger inside her cunt as he filled her ass. He could feel her squeezing her muscles tight around his cock as he finally got all the way inside. She’d been trained so well, knew what her father wanted without being told.
He liked to enjoy this moment. The way her hole felt before he’d pounded it, stretched it to take him. He watched his cock slide in and out of his daughter’s ass; fucked it slowly, his nostrils flared as he felt her clenching and tightening her ass around him.
As always, the door slammed open. Sometimes he regretted giving his sons permission to use their sister’s body. There always seemed to be someone waiting for their turn.
True to form, Hector stood in the doorway, eyes narrowed. “I thought you’d be finished with her by now.”
Lykos thrusted his cock deeper into his daughter’s ass. “Blame Cassius. I just got her.. Though, truthfully, only one hole is currently occupied. I bet your darling little sister is more than capable of pleasing more than one cock at a time. She’s quite skilled.”
*CALLIA
Callia moaned against the desk, her lips parted. Her father’s cock was so deep, so fucking deep, inside her ass, but her little cunt was soaking wet. Soaking wet and practically begging to be filled.
Her eyes closed slowly and her body jerked around daddy’s cock as she heard his words.
“Only one hole is currently occupied.. more than capable of pleasing more than one cock at a time..”
Yes she was. Oh Gods, please, yes. She’d only been double penetrated once before, and it was so long ago. Part of her early training just after she’d been fucked for the first time, and she still fantasized about it. Had to fist her hands at her sides as night to keep from touching her own cunt when she remembered the way it had felt when two of her brothers had fucked her at the same time.
She dug her hands into the desk, waiting breathlessly until Hector shrugged and began to undress.
Yes.
Her father pulled his cock out of her ass, and laid on the desk. She scrambled quickly to get on top of him. She had to hurry, she had to get her ass on his cock and get her legs spread for her brother before one of them had time change their mind. She positioned her ass hole over her father’s cock as Hector watched her with an amused smile on his face.
“Looks like the little whore is eager to please two cocks, at least.”
Callia nodded at him, a silent promise that she was eager as she slammed her ass down on his daddy’s cock. She took it too fast, but she welcomed the pain. She leaned back against his chest, and he gripped her sides, holding her in place.
She spread her legs for Hector. “I’m ready.”
He stalked over to her slowly, his eyes on her little cunt.
He trailed on finger down the length of her soaking wet slit. “Yes. I can see that.”
She trembled against his touch, the tip of his finger against her clit sending shockwaves through her body, making her clench hard around her daddy’s cock.
She gasped as Hector fisted his thick cock and guided it to her cunt. She wanted this so fucking bad. She spread her legs wider, her eyes rolling back in her head as her brother worked his way into her little cunt while her father remained still, his cock buried deep in her ass.
Her moans were more like gasps, frantic cries as he fought his way in. She could feel how tight she was because her daddy’s cock was already in and Hector had to finally slam himself the rest of the way in.
She screamed. She felt so fucking full, her tiny, young body being stretched in every direction. Two large cocks both forcing their way deeper into both of her holes. She felt it when they began to move, their cocks moving inside her in a dance that seemed perfectly choreographed. One second she was all but empty, and the next she was stretched so fucking full. She knew she looked like a whore, but she was a whore, so she didn’t care. She laid there against her fathers chest, her legs spread open while her brother fucked her glistening wet little pussy. This is what she lived for, all she was good for. Pleasing men, strangers, high class and low class like. She was available to anyone who had the money to pay for the pleasure and she got off on that.. But there was nothing quite like knowing she was her father and brother’s personal little fuck toy. Yes, she’d give it all up to be owned solely by her oldest brother.. But her father would never allow that, so for now she gloried in being used.
Hector’s hand met her cheek hard, he slapped her, right over the bruise Cass had left on her face and she felt her little cunt tighten around him. Hurt me
He held her face in his hand, squeezing her jaw hard enough to leave fingerprints, angling her head down so that she could watch him slam his cock inside her. She liked that. Loved watching herself get fucked.
She could feel it building, feel the heat starting to snake its way through her body, the beginning tremors. She was going to cum, and the knowledge that she would cum screaming with two cocks inside her was almost enough to push her over the edge.
She could hear them talking, but couldn’t quite make out the words. She was lost in her own personal world, but she caught bits and pieces. Slut. She knew they were laughing at her, cracking jokes at her expense as they used her body, marveling at the fact that such a pretty little girl would love something this dirty. She was dirty. She was going to fucking cum with her father’s cock in her ass, and her brother’s deep inside her pussy.
Her back arched, and she whimpered incoherently as her little body began to shake, she could feel herself.. Her holes gripping their cocks, trembling around them as the orgasm started. Her body rocked, cumming so fucking hard around the cocks that filled her until she couldn’t even think straight. She could hear their grunts, their groans as they felt her, cumming around them both.
“Little whore gets so fucking wet.” Hector’s eyes were half closed, and he waited for the hardest wave of her orgasm to subside before he slapped her again, and their pace quickened. Both cocks filled her faster, harder, at a furious pace that actually hurt.
They were going to cum, and she tried to form words, struggled to ask them to cum in her mouth, but before she could she felt them both slam so fucking deep. Both of their arms pinned her still as they flooded her cunt and her ass with cum. She grinded against them, both of them, wanting them to feel her from every angle as the pumped her so fucking full. She collapsed back against her father’s chest and stared up at Hector.
His eyes looked sleepy, and his forehead was covered in sweat. “What the fuck are you pouting about?”
“I- I’m not.” She shook her head.
“Is she pouting?” Her fathers face nuzzled against hers. “Tell Daddy what’s wrong, Callia. That’s an order.”
She whimpered, and hoped she wouldn’t be in trouble. “I just.. I. I didn’t get to taste it.”
She felt both cocks jerk inside her and when they both laughed, she knew she wasn’t in trouble. That had pleased them; the thought that she was sad because she wanted to taste their cum.
Her father gripped her hips tightly. “Be good to your baby sister, Hector. She wants to taste your cum.”
She winced as he pulled his cock out of her sore, thoroughly fucked little cunt, and gasped when she felt two of his fingers slam deep inside. He pumped his fingers inside her cunt, as deep as he could. He finger fucked her lazily for a minute and when he pulled out his fingers, she realized what he was doing.
She leaned forward happily as he slammed his fingers into her mouth. She sucked greedily, her eyes closed when she got the first taste of his cum from her cunt. She trailed her tongue around his fingers, sucking off every last drop.
“I think she needs a little more,” Her father mused. “Callia. Knees on the floor.”
She climbed off of him, wincing as his cock slipped out of her ass and she got to her knees on the floor. She opened her mouth wide. She knew what was coming.
Both of them gripped their wet, cum covered, semi-hard cocks and guided then to her mouth. For a moment they were close enough for her to wrap her lips around both, but then she had to clean off one at a time.
She began with her father’s, sucking and cleaning his shaft, tasting every last drop of his salty cum. Then she moved to Hector’s. Then her fathers. She licked lazily for a few minutes, and when she was done, she was smiling and their cocks were clean.
“Her father patted her head as she knelt. “Good girl Callia. Now go and be bathed. You still have to work today. Go earn Daddy some coin.”

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Fiction

A Show to Never Forget Part II

Please read the first part of this series to better understand it. The boys get to learn a little more about sex, but this time first-handedly. I hope you enjoy it.

Fiction

The Best Christmas Ever

This was my entry for the recent CAW, so since its nearly over, I decided to post this on the story site. Hope you all enjoy.~ Comments and feedback are appreciated.
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Molly hated the holidays. To her, it always seemed the same. All the shops alike would divest themselves from the spooky to the lively overnight. Shelves, once decorated with grotesque faces, pumpkins, and a myriad of costumes would suddenly be sparkling with wreaths, plastic evergreen trees and that unmistakable jolly old geezer that young and old identified with alike, even though they all knew he wasn’t even real. As it started getting closer to the holidays, people would immediately rid themselves of their former gloomy selves and become more energetic, more cheerful, wishing someone a “Merry Christmas”, or sending out corny greeting cards they found in the local Hallmark store. Sighing for the hundredth time, she absentmindedly clicked away at vacation spots in the Caribbean, Aruba and the Dominican, wondering where she was going to vacation this time to get away from all this crap. She jumped slightly as a voice broke into her thoughts.
“You know, I hear that Aruba is beautiful during the Christmas season.”
“You scared the living daylights out of me Christopher!” She swatted at her co-worker next to her in his cubicle, his hazel eyes crinkling in humor and his smile easily charming her.
She had always liked Christopher ever since he had moved into the department a year and a half ago. He was average on Molly’s scale of men, but his dry sense of humor and wit and earned him her friendship and they had meshed together well during that period of time. She knew that he had charmed many of the other ladies, and interestingly enough, he hadn’t really gone out with any of them. He had told her that office romances never particularly did well when they ended. She had remembered nodding, understanding what he had meant.
“So, are you going to go away again for two weeks this year?” said Christopher, regarding her solemnly, folding his arms and leaning back in the office chair.
“I may. I’m not sure yet. My parents want me to come visit them in the country, and I’m not entirely sure I want to yet. I don’t particularly want to head to another place that has more snow…”
“How long has it been since you’ve seen your parents, Molly?”
Molly shrugged sheepishly. “5—6 years now?”
Christopher raised an eyebrow at her, “You mean to tell me, ever since you moved into this department, you haven’t seen your parents? You’ve been going away on vacation all this time?”
“Or made excuses not to come.” Molly shook her head, “You don’t particularly understand, Christopher. Ever since I’ve been out here on my own, my parents have expected me to bring back a man.”
Christopher chuckled at her. “And that’s a bad thing?”
Molly snorted. “Yes, especially since he supposed to be the—“ She changed her tone, “—the only who you can see living with you for the rest of your life! Or I hear: ‘Why haven’t you found a man yet Molly? You’re not getting any younger!’ So, in order to avoid all of that, I vacation on some island where I know no one.”
Christopher chuckled again. “And you think you are the only one who hears this spiel?”
Molly nodded, smirking, “In my own version yes, and besides, I doubt a man such as yourself has any issues in procuring that ‘perfect woman’.”
Christopher’s smile disappeared at that. And suddenly, he became serious. “It is not as easy as you think Molly.” With that, he lifted himself up and disappeared behind his cubicle. Molly sat there for a moment, ashamed and stunned she had made her inner feelings known.
‘Idiot.’ She thought to herself. As she scooted over in the chair and leaned over to apologize, their manager hollered at both of them.
“Molly! Christopher! Get in here for a moment will you? I need to discuss something with the both of you.”
Christopher looked over at Molly, raising an eyebrow and getting up. Molly pushed her reading glasses onto her forehead.
Molly fell into step with him and while she straightened her rumpled skirt, she spoke.
“I’m sorry.”
“It’s―okay. I get that a lot.”
“You get what a lot?”
“Women assuming that I’m taken.”
“Oh.” Molly wrinkled her nose, “So this means you’re not?”
“Not for many years now.”
“Oh, but you have a plethora―” she was cut off since she had walked into the office of their manager, Mr. Smthye. He looked at both of them for a moment and spared an extra glance at Molly, his dark blue eyes appreciating her slim form before him. She would have asked what he was staring at, if she didn’t know his temper so well.
“There’s a new project in the department and I would like you two to work on it and present it to the executives. This project consists of creating a new marketing scheme to target a larger audience. The executives wanted my best two people on this project, so I’m picking you two to do head up this deal. We only have four weeks to get this done, which leaves you two plenty of time to think about what you’re going to plan to do. Do you hear me?! Four weeks and that’s it! So whatever magical ideas you got in those heads of yours, pull them out. The files are here.” He shoved two manila envelopes at them, glowering at them as they took them and turned to depart.
“By the way you two,” Molly and Christopher turned to face him and nearly knocked heads in the process, “your salaries also depend on how well you do.”
Nodding, Molly and Christopher turned to leave, Christopher letting Molly out first and shutting the door behind him. Molly breathed a sigh, silently thanking Christopher for his foresight. She wouldn’t have to feel that man’s stare as she walked away. Opening the folder, pulling her reading glasses down again and flipping through the files, she saw that they had a lot of work to accomplish in four weeks. The executives wanted four ads in total directed at pre-teens, teens, young adults and adults encouraging them to purchase their products. However, they wanted something completely original to astound them with, get them talking about the product first and then when they revealed the merchandise, have a large amount of people buy it. On top of that, they wanted something subtle which would grab their attention but yet not overdo it and turn them off from purchasing the product. Molly’s mind began turning over the possibilities as she maneuvered to her desk and plopped herself down into the chair.
“How do you do that?”
“Do what Christopher?” Molly replied absent-mindedly, focusing on the task at hand.
“Dodge and read through a quarter of a manila folder from Mr. Smthye’s office to your desk?”
“Easy I suppose?”
“I don’t think dodging an entire office full of people is easy, especially since they are all moving in entirely different directions.”
Molly shrugged, sparing him a glance for a moment. “I just know where to go I suppose?”
Christopher shook his head. “You surprise me at how modest you made that sound.”
She smiled, “I think we are going to need to use one of the meeting rooms tomorrow.”
“For?”
“Have you glanced in that folder yet?” She spared him a glance again and watched as he began skimming, his puzzled look slowly disappearing as understanding took its place.
“They want four ads in four weeks? This is madness.”
“Oh, of course it’s madness, but I think it’s doable. I’m probably going to take this home tonight to work on it, considering that it’s almost quitting time at this point.
“I guess now would be a good time to start packing?” Christopher replied.
Molly laughed, “Yes Christopher, it would.”
Molly wished him a good night as they headed their separate ways.
Driving home, Molly lightly drummed her fingers on the steering wheel while her music floated all around her. She softly sang with the music while she sat in the rush hour traffic, rolling her eyes at the constant congestion that always appeared at this hour. Muttering under her breath about how much she hated driving at this hour, she released her foot off the brake and then her phone rang. Tapping the screen, she turned down her music as a familiar voice was amplified through her speakers.
“Hey pretty lady.”
“Hey yourself,” Molly smiled warmly. “How are you Miss Nix?”
Molly heard a snort from her phone. “Just fine and dandy Miss Molly. So explain to me why I haven’t seen you in about two weeks?”
Molly cringed. “You may not see me for another four more my dear.”
“And for Heaven’s sake why not?” Nix replied annoyed.
“Christopher and I just picked up a huge marketing project.”
“How big are we talking here lovely?”
“Big enough to influence both our salaries.”
Molly heard Nix whistle, “Well then, perhaps I should recant my earlier statement. I think I can hold off for another four weeks if that is what is going down. You could certainly use the raise, after all the hard work you’ve put into that company! Hell! You’re partially the reason they are on the map!”
Molly smiled at her praise, “Now, now Nix. Don’t be raising my small ego now. I helped them develop their ads to put them on the map, but in turn, where else would I get nearly three weeks off every year? Usually you have to work your way up to that vacation time, and within a year, I obtained the leave to do so.”
“Still Molly, three weeks of vacation time doesn’t always equal out to more pay. Speaking of which, are you going away this year again?”
Molly shrugged, “I might. My folks want me to visit, and Christopher—”
“Christopher? How is that hunk of a man?”
Molly snorted, “Oh Nix, let me finish. And he’s just fine thank you for asking and yes, he still sits beside me. As I was saying, he made me feel kinda bad about it all. I may end up going.”
“And forsake your island cruises, the luxury of white sand and blue see through ocean, good looking men with the perfect tan and perfect teeth? Is the Molly I know planning to give up all of this?” Molly shook her head in laughter, “Nix! I did say I may I didn’t say I had made up my mind as of yet, considering I don’t want to stay in this cold country. So we’ll see. Anyways, I’d better go, looks like traffic is starting to finally move again and I need to stop off at the local office supplies shop. I’ll call you later?”
Molly heard Nix snort, “No, I’ll call you. You seem to forget that you have people around you when you’re working hard.”
Molly smiled, knowing it was true. “Fine, fine, you got me there.”
“Good.” Nix blew her a kiss through the phone, “Love you Molly.”
“Love you too Nix, bye!”
“Bye!”
Call disconnected. Return to music Y/N?
Molly pressed the button and music filled her ears again.
—
BEEP BEEP BEEP
The shrill noise of her alarm clock awoke Molly immediately. Glaring at the clock she realized that it was an hour earlier than when she usually awoke. But, she had promised herself that she was going to get to the office early and so, begrudgingly, she pulled her body out of the cocoon of her warm bed and shivered as she sat up, her nipples hardening under her nightgown as they touched the cold air. Giving another involuntary shiver, she pressed the button to turn off her alarm clock and turned her legs from under the bed covers and slipped them into her cold fuzzy slippers. Yawning, she got up and stretched, hearing some cracks in some places. Rubbing her eyes, she greeted the dawn by opening the curtains of her windows and a soft meow made her look down. Her Persian, Mika, curled between her legs and demanded attention from its owner, Molly picked her up and nuzzled her fur.
“Good morning Mika.”
Mika purred, letting out a meow of pleasure at being noticed.
“Let me get myself together and then we’ll have breakfast mhm?”
Molly put the cat down and it softly padded out of the room. Molly walked into her bathroom and turned on the light, closing the door behind her. Turning to her wall that housed her compact player, she pressed the on button and then the play button. Ella floated out to Molly’s ears, her voice making Molly smile. Stripping down, she glanced at herself in the mirror, and didn’t really bother staring much. She knew what she had… C cup breasts, a slightly rounded stomach, wide hips, shapely thighs and not nearly enough muscle tone to constitute being fit. Sighing, she turned on the water faucet and sang softly along with Ella as the water warmed. Tying up her hair, she stepped in and pulled the knob to redirect the water to the shower head. Hot water caressed Molly’s body and she began lathering up the soap to use it on her skin. When she was done, she grabbed the towel and stepped out, grinning at the feeling of her nice clean skin.
Twenty minutes later, she had brushed her teeth, and gotten half way dressed, with her hair still somewhat damp and pulled out breakfast for Mika as she set the kettle to boil. Another thirty minutes later Molly was driving into work, lugging her papers and all her associated files that she needed. She had ensured that she had booked the meeting room for the next four weeks and made sure she could lock the room when necessary. She didn’t need any unnecessary eyes snooping around on her work. Her heels clacked on the linoleum floor loudly as she moved down the hall into the carpeted meeting room. Opening the door, she smiled and began setting up.
– – –
Molly felt a hand at her back and shivered and nearly jumped out of her skin.
“Whoa! Molly!”
Molly whirled, her eyes wide, her hand on her chest and her heart racing, “Christopher!” She yelled, “The hell do you think you’re doing scaring me like that!”
Christopher looked at her sheepishly, holding up a cup in front of her. “I’m terribly sorry Moll, I just wanted to give you this…”
Molly let go a large sigh. ‘I can never stay mad at him.’ She took the proffered cup from him.
Cupping his face gently, she pecked his cheek, and she could have sworn he had shivered slightly at the contact.
“Thank you, I appreciate the thought.”
He flashed a wry grin at her, “So all is forgiven then?”
“For the moment. And if you plan to stay forgiven, you’d better give me a hand here, sir.”
She heard Christopher whistle behind her as she turned around.
“What is all of this, Moll?”
“This,” Molly waved her hands at the complicated brain storm that she had been working on for a couple of hours yesterday evening, “are my ideas for the very first commercial we need to make. Hopefully you can follow my stream of consciousness?”
She felt Christopher walk past her and pick up a red dry erase marker and began adding his own notes.
“Already have an idea Moll,” He turned to grin at her and she grinned back, excited about all of this.
—
Molly sagged against the door frame. It had been a grueling four weeks and the last three hours of presenting all this work had finally exhausted her energy. She breathed in deeply, feeling how tense she had been for so long and still was at this point. The executives had told them that they had made an excellent presentation, but whether or not they were actually going to use their work was still very much up in the air.
“Moll?”
She turned to face her partner in crime, his worry evident in his features. She smiled, leaned off the door frame and patted him affectionately. They had become much, much closer these past four weeks. Molly couldn’t count the hours, but she could certainly count the occasions that they had dined, chatted, argued, had heated moments and the occasional touch or brush that would make Molly’s heart tremble. Those were the moments that had increasingly occurred, much to her surprise, and it was those moments most of all she enjoyed. He brought her back to reality by gently cupping her face.
“Moll, are you alright?”
Molly nodded, and stepped back, but as fate would have it, she stumbled. Strong arms embraced her and brought her dangerously closer than she had been in a while. She immediately felt her heart beat faster at the sudden contact.
“Christopher,” she breathed, and inhaled, taking in his musky cologne and the slight sour smell of his perspiration. He leaned in closer, nearly resting his forehead on hers.
“Moll, are you sure you’re alright?” She nodded watching his lips form the words of her name and she shivered, wanting to do something…
“YES!” She spoke a little too loudly, shattering the moment between the two of them. Molly’s heart constricted and she saw an emotion pass across Christopher’s face before it disappeared, buried with the usual smile on his face.
“Can you believe we’re actually done?”
“No, not really, it still feels as if we are still supposed to be working on something. By the way, what did Mr. Smythe want to talk to you about?”
“Nothing really. He offered me something, but I refused.”
“Oh.” Molly nodded, but her curiosity wasn’t so satisfied on the matter.
“So, can we go out to dinner? For the last time?”
Molly laughed, “For the last time? You’re making it sound as if I’m never going to see you again or something!”
Molly turned, and with a slight trepidation kissed Christopher full on the lips. He didn’t respond for a moment but it was enough so that Molly could easily pull away. His lips were slightly ajar as she pulled away and he looked at her with a gleam in his eyes that Molly could not interpret.
“And yes, I would love dinner. Does seven sound good to you?”
She watched with some slight amusement as Christopher raised his eyebrow at her.
‘He recovered from that quick.’ She thought.
“You’re not even telling me where? This is a surprise.”
She grinned at him, “Surprise me.”
“Is that a challenge?”
“Perhaps?” Turning, she sauntered off, excited at the prospect of tonight.
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Molly had felt like a royal for the past six weeks. And for every Monday and Friday he had given her gifts corresponding to the 12 days of Christmas. Day one had been the pears and the stuffed partridge, the golden rings had been five of her favorite honey crullers, seven swans had been the tickets to see Swan Lake, and nine ladies had been the movie The Black Swan, while eleven pipers had been the Christmas orchestra he had taken her to. She was overwhelmed by the gifts. No one had ever treated her so and tonight, on Christmas Eve, she had invited him over to her place. She wanted to thank him properly for all that he had done for her.
She set everything up; grinning at her devious and delicious twists she had in store for him.
Christopher promptly knocked on Molly’s door to her flat, noting that this was the first time that he had ever been here. His phone buzzed in his pocket and he pulled it out, noting that there was a text message from Molly.
He clicked and opened the message.
‘The door is open, won’t you come inside?’
Surprised, he opened the door and a slight tremble ran through him.
The lights were all off, and on the ground were fragrant rose petals of red and white, while the soft aroma of vanilla tickled his nose from the lighted candles throughout the place, making a path to follow.
He called out, “Molly? Molly? Where? What is all of this?” Looking down, he noted there was a note scrawled in her writing on the ground waiting for him.
________________Hello Christopher,
I know you have a ton of questions, but for now…lock the door, take off your shoes and follow the lights.
Love, Moll
___________________
Christopher shook his head and did as she asked and the sight that greeted him at the end took his breath away. There stood Molly, lit up solely by candlelight in a lacy red and white three piece bra, panty and garters. The bra lifted her ample bosom and the cleavage made him lick his lips in anticipation. The shadows deepened within that curve of her breast, and he wanted to see more. The panties covered her front, not allowing him to see much since the light didn’t touch there, but he knew that it would be the pearl he sought. The light and the garters accented her legs, those beautiful, curvy legs that he would ensure would wrap around him in pleasure. She did a slow spin for him, tantalizing him and he felt his manhood stir at the sight of her delicious behind, his fingers aching to touch and caress it. She had him turning to a pile of mush and she knew it. She grinned, and a song began playing the background. His eyes widened at her choice in music, but it was entirely appropriate for the moment. He wanted, no, it was more like he needed her. She sauntered over to him, her hands on her rolling hips. Christopher’s breath hitched in his throat as she lazily purred in his ear and slowly grinded on him, her body weaving and winding down on him like a slippery eel. His manhood jumped at every touch of her skin against his clothing and he couldn’t hold back any longer. He slid his hands over her body, touching her breasts, nipples, stomach, sliding over her working legs to cup her bottom and squeeze. She gave him a satisfactory purr and stepped away from him, leaving him breathless and yearning for more. He hoped her eyes promised more, because all he wanted to do was make love. He stripped, watching her eyes roam over his form and stick to the tent in his boxers.
“Come here.” Christopher growled out, and she obeyed, her hips still swinging to the music in the background. His cock throbbed as she pressed against him and he turned her around and unhooked the bra first, letting it fall to the ground. He turned her again and marveled at her breasts. One was slightly smaller than the other he noticed, but he didn’t pay it much attention. Her nipples were dark in the shadows but her skin was smooth and flawless to him in the candle light. He massaged one while licking and sucking on the other. Her breaths became deeper and heavy, a mewl of pleasure escaped her lips at his attentions. He noted that her hands had risen into his hair, and she gripped it each time he paid attention to her nipples.
“You nipples are very sensitive, aren’t they?” He asked her, and all she did was nod. He grinned and pinched one while nipping at the other. She yelped slightly but it turned into a groan of pleasure as he continued.
“Stop!” she whispered, “Oh God, Christopher, please stop, you’re going to make me come if you continue doing that.”
Christopher grinned. “Well dear, let’s see how wet you are.” Grabbing her butt cheeks, they slowly made their way over to the bed, kissing each other deeply. Christopher laid her on the bed slowly, and admired the sight of her hair spread across the bed, her half-lidded eyes, her rising, bountiful chest and his next area of attack. Carefully, and slowly, he undid the garters and pulled her stockings off, and then took her panties off, admiring her carefully shaved pussy and legs. He slowly caressed and kissed her upper legs and Moll purred in delight, but then suddenly stopped him with her foot.
“Wait Christopher, stand up.” She slid farther up the bed and motioned him to follow. “I want to taste you.” He grinned and obliged, his manhood standing up proudly in the light as a dribble of pre-cum coated the top. He climbed on the bed and she moved him into a sixty-nine position. He groaned in appreciation as her tongue licked and swirled over the top of his sensitive head and her mouth engulfed him, drooling all over his engorged length. He hissed in pleasure as she dragged her teeth lightly on the underside of his length and his body tensed as he felt his balls begin to churn. It had been a long time since he felt a woman perform this intimate act for him. Not wanting to deny her pleasure, he smelled her scent of her sex, his fingers splitting her wide open for his viewing. He admired the dewy folds of her pussy lips and her clit poking out, daring him. He took the dare and licked her, feeling her immediately buck and tremble above him. He grinned widely and attacked, licking, sucking, swirling his tongue round and round, lapping up her love juices with relish. She tasted slightly musky and he enjoyed her flavor. He also loved hearing her cries, since they reverberated throughout his cock’s length and made him moan out her name in appreciation. But he wanted her to come first, and slid a finger inside her pussy, rubbing her walls while sucking on her clit. She spasmed above him, her legs straining and he felt her walls squeeze down on his finger while her love juices soaked his face and ran down to drip on his chest. He happily ate her while she let go of his cock with an audible pop and moaned out his name ever so sweetly. He watched her turn to face him, and the smile she gave him lit up his insides and made him want him to do it all over again. But first, he wanted her.
“You have no idea how much I enjoyed that…” She whispered to him huskily.
“Oh?” Christopher smiled back at her. “You see, I have a little friend here that could use some attention…” She smiled that melt your heart smile again, and turned around so that she and he were lined up.
“I think,” she started to tell him while rubbing her hot and now very wet pussy against his length, “I can fix that.”
She took him in slowly, and he arched into her, feeling her delicious walls spasm and squeeze. She closed her eyes until pubic bone met bone and then she began to ride him. Her breasts bounced excitedly as they meshed together, and he grabbed her behind and squeezed it, helping her raise and then come crashing back down. He watched as she arched up, knowing that his girth stretched her walls as much as her walls caressed his cock.
“You are so tight and so warm Moll,” he whispered to her, and she looked down on him and replied, “All I want is your hot come blasting my insides Christopher, you feel so good…” Christopher felt his balls churn again at hearing that, and he grinned at her. “As you wish…”
The only sounds between them were the wet sounds of flesh, their cries and moans for each other until Christopher reached the point where he could hold back no longer.
“Moll! I’m coming!”
And his first spurt blasted into her, and it continued as all of his pent up cum filled her insides and she came as well shortly after, wringing out all of his semen from him. Spent, she leaned over and slightly curled herself into the crook of his neck. Their bodies were slowly coming down from the high and Christopher felt his manhood shrivel and shrink, but he didn’t want to leave her velvet walls. She made no sound of protest, so he stayed as he was.
“I think this is the best Christmas I’ve ever spent at home,” Molly told him.
Christopher laughed. “Well, I’m glad I convinced you.”
End.

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Moms Sleepmask Secrets

Moms Sleep Mask Secrets
…..I can no longer keep this to myself. Moms who find they can no longer resist the desire to be with their son sexually….this is for you. It may not work for you, but it sure the hell worked for me. I knew all the taboo stuff, but one event changed all that when my son was a young teen.
…..I went out to our lawn shed in the back yard to get something, when I opened the door…there stood my son just as he was shooting cum as he jacked off. In a millisecond I didn’t close the door and leave, but I quick went in and closed the door. I’m still not sure why I did that. It was pretty dark in there as Andy scrambled to put his hardon away, turning his back to me. I suddenly felt sorry for him. He had girlfriends, but didn’t know a teen boys sexual urges superseded that. …..He just stood there with his back to me, I’m sure wanting me to just ’go away’ with his embarrassment. For some reason I put my arms around him and whispered: (“…no need for that Andy, any time you need to, you can come to my room and I’ll take care of that for you.”)
…. I was a single mother and the sight of his hardon shooting cum went straight to the horny place in every woman’s mind. It was burned in my memory and it excited me real good…. Every time I thought about it, which was now all the time it seemed, I got wet. Nothing more was said but the feeling of his beating heart in my arms that day…. got to me.
…..I left… and that was the end of it….for now….but…it was only the beginning.
My son will continue the story…
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…..I’m Andy. I lay in my bed and recalled my favorite memory, which always gave me a good rock hardon. I lay with my girlfriend 69, and licked her pussy as she sucked and stroked my dick. She had no idea what I was thinking that made me so hard. She ‘assumed‘ I was engrossed in thinking about her.….I was not. I played my ‘mind video’ for the umpteenth time.
….I started it from the very beginning….
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…..I stopped by my mom Millie’s house to check on her. She had some minor surgery and was off for a few days to recoup. I used my key and went in to find her. There she was in her bedroom, just a thin nightgown on, laying there asleep.
…..She had on a sleep mask I‘d never seen before. My mom was a looker, and had a killer body. I paused thinking back on the many times I had wanked thinking about fucking her. Now for the very first time, I saw her with her nightgown wide open and completely naked. Her big tits standing up perky, a fine patch of sweet looking pubic hair and those killer hot legs.
….. I just kept looking as I had never gotten to see her this way. I may never get to again. My dick was going crazy getting harder by the second. I slowly walked over to the side of her bed and sat down. She was grinning and having a dream I think. I sat by her and held her hand. She smiled and pulled me to her. Her hand started wandering all over me and she had on a grin. I thought…‘Damn, hold on mom, I‘m not a part of your dream‘….although I wished I was.
…..“Mmmmmm”…she moaned. She pulled more on my hips to get me closer to her. Now I lay beside her as she pulled harder, pulling me on top of her. More…’mmmmmm’s’ as she started breathing harder. I felt panic…
….Oh shit…don’t take that sleep mask off, I thought. She might panic to find me on top of her. By now I have a huge boner laying right on top of her pussy. More ’mmmm’s’ as she wiggled her pussy on my boner. She slowly got her hands under my T shirt and started feeling my chest and back. She must have been having a sex dream, and thought I was her boyfriend or something. I really did try to think of a way to stop this….but…I didn’t try very hard. I admitted to myself, I was max turned on. I now wanted to fuck her so bad, and it would have been easy and….I was weakening to temptation.
…..I had on elastic waistband shorts. Now her hands were probing around them and inching them down. I was just letting this happen, with no will to stop her. After a slow pull down of my shorts, she found my boner and started stroking it. Big ’mmmm’s’ now, and she was breathing hard. She started rubbing my dick on her slit, getting it all wet on the head. Slowly she worked it and in it went in her pussy. I almost shot as it went clear in. Up came her knees and she started thrusting her hips up. Who ever she thought I was, she was going fuck them, and right now.
….I’m only human, and I started fucking with her. I started feeling those big tits and was just going for it. She was fucking me, I told myself, although it was to late to stop it now. She started fucking me with passion and moaning. I was going to cum, there was no stopping it. Damn she could fuck good. She ground her pussy down on my dick and I exploded in her. She must have gone off good too as he moaned the moan of high pleasure.
…..She was tight and my dick pumped her full and beyond as she fucked more. She was a knock out of a fuck for me. My mind raced with the satisfaction of a very long desire to have sex with her. I laid down fully on top of her to enjoy the moments of high feeling. She squirmed and held me tight. Her pussy was so warm and felt so good. I may never fuck her again, but I got to once, and it was awesome…beyond any of the girls I had ever fucked. My brain was spinning with a high that can’t be described. She slowly got weak and fell asleep holding me.
…..I had to get out of there hoping she wouldn’t wake up and go crazy or something. I carefully slipped off of her. She lay there looking so content…..I quietly left her house.
….I began to worry. What about all my cum in her. She’d have to know some man had been fucking her. She knew I said I would stop by this morning. What the fuck was going to happen.
….Nothing happened…at first…..
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I (Millie) listened….
…..I heard Andy leave as the door closed. I lay there feeling his cum in my pussy with my fingers. Wow…I had wanted to do that for ever. Yes…It was a trick on him.
…..The mask dream thing worked perfectly.
….. When I heard him come in that morning, I was masturbating thinking about him and I having sex. I used him to think about, to get me off real good. Now that his dad was gone, the thought just made me hotter. Sometimes I would set his picture between my legs and fantasize we were fucking so good. I had taken the picture one night as he came out of the shower with a big hardon. He was just standing there drying his hair when I snuck the picture shot.
….I quick pulled back into my bedroom and later printed it out. I had kept it hidden from his dad. When no one was home, I would take it out and masturbate while looking at it. It’s been 3 years now, and I only dreamed that we would ever have sex. These naughty thoughts I always kept to myself and no one knew…..well….one person knew. My girlfriend Dee.
…..She too had sexual feelings for her son and one night we compared notes. These are feelings moms sometimes get, but is rarely talked about. ….A few drinks and Dee and I came out with it one night. She admitted that her boyfriend caught her and her son going 69 late one night in her sons bed. The boyfriend left right then and never came back. Her son and her were still so hot for each other they fucked all night, that night. They didn’t fuck again. Dee has been trying to fuck him again for months now, but he feels the ’taboo’ thing and uneasy. He felt he was the cause of her boyfriend leaving her.
…..It was Dee that had read about a woman putting on a ‘sleep mask’ and faking a dream to fondle her son. Later, her son put on a mask too and the fact they couldn’t see each other somehow neutralized any guilt feelings.
….She had to try it. Last time I talked to her, she said now her son was taking the bate. They both wore sleep masks and he had felt her up one night, just recently.
….I lay there with a pussy full of my son’s cum and I hesitated telling Dee that I finally got my son to have sex with me. Because of her son’s reaction, I had planned how to handle my son if he didn’t want to have sex with me again. I felt the sleep mask was the key. He was just a stranger in a sex dream, that’s all. Fuck the guilt thing, we fucked so good, let’s continue and do even more.
….A week went by and I let ‘time’ set in my son’s mind. We talked on the phone just like normal. No mention of our fucking, but I knew my son, he wanted more of the hot sex we had.
…..I was right. He came over one warm Saturday afternoon…. for no reason. We were on the same wave length for sure. We both yawned and stretched. We agreed that a nap….sounded good. I suggested we nap together in my big bed. He smiled big and said: “Mom, you always have the best ideas.” I led him into my bedroom. I took my time undressing down to my bra and panties. “A bra and panties nap, …a…to keep cool.” I said.
…..He pretended not to stare at me, but I watched him eyeball me when he took off his T shirt. He had on thin baggy shorts. We lay down and that’s when HE suggested I put my ’sleep mask’ on to nap better. I smiled and reached over, I got my mask and handed him a 2nd one, for him to wear. The look on his face was priceless.
….. We put on ‘our’ sleep masks now. My heart began to race. Something was happening in his mind as we faced each other. I waited.
(Andy…)
….This was a mind twister. I felt the heat from mom but my mind said she could be any woman. Women I wanted to fuck, but didn’t or couldn’t. It opened up new feelings of grandeur. I was being forced to imagine who I was with. Mom was just one of a lot of women I’d fantasized about. I really kind of felt uneasy about fucking my own mom, so my mind made her into my ‘perfect woman’. The perfect face, hair, lips, tits, pussy, legs and on and on.
….I began to go for my perfect woman. Half dream, half fantasy, but real feeling all over hers and my body. I reached out……
(Millie…)
…..Soon he held my hand and massaged it. I pretended to be half asleep but shifted, putting one leg over his. ….We slowly scooted closer. I felt it. His hardon tent touching between my legs….I got a wave of warm tingles moving thru my body. I could feel the wetness increasing in my pussy.
…..I whispered: (“..whew, it’s hot.”) and started taking off my bra.
….I don’t know if he was peeking or just sensed I was taking my bra off, but his hardon got real ridged now. I took his hand and held it between my tits as I pretended to try to nap.
….. That was all he could take, and his hand began to move around on my tits. I moved my pussy closer and pushed his hardon between my legs. I could hear his breathing and feel his pulse in his hardon between my legs. Soon I felt his hand wandered around inside the waist band of my panties. My hand began to do the same to his shorts. Slowly we inched each other pants and panties down.
…..We just reached down and took them clear off. I lifted my upper leg up and pulled his hips so his hardon now slipped deeply between my legs. We both began to slowly move our hips back and forth causing my legs to stroke his dick. Now…he got all turned on as did I. We started kissing our necks and feeling us all over. He paused for a second, then slipped his body down and opened up my warm legs. I felt his kisses on my pubic hair as I ran out of breath. I was so tense that when I felt his tongue go up my slit, I moaned and pushed my pussy hard to his tongue. Oh god….. he knew just how to lick my pussy as I started to tremble. I hadn’t had a man lick me for over two years now,
…..I had forgot how hot that is. I moaned and lifted my pussy up to his lips with each long lick. I pulled on him to come up and put the big hardon in my waiting pussy. He came up…but…he kept coming. He came up to my tits and then my mouth. Now my trembling hands came up and stroked that big warm hardon. I wanted to look at, but I kept the mask on. I teased the head with my wet tongue. Now it was his turn to twitch with each lick. He reached back and fingered my clit. I began to stroke him as he kept going deeper in my mouth.
…It had been a long time since I gotten to suck on a man. Andy’s dad had been sick for long time and then expired. Now I had my turn with a kind of ’back up’ and I was so hot for this. I wanted his cum shooting in me so bad, I sucked with all the passion I had. My pussy was dripping as he fingered it……
(Andy…)
…..I recalled my ’perfect woman’s’ sexy ways that just couldn’t match any other woman I’d ever been with. Not being able to see anything, her touch and feeling me, got hot me so hot, I didn’t even have time to say ’I’m cuming’. I jammed my fingers in her hot pussy and grabbed her G spot and massaged it as fast as I could. She moaned loud with my hardon deep in her mouth.
….We felt the blast of my cum shooting deep in her throat. My hips jumped with each shot. She moaned without stopping and her body shook as she climaxed on my fingers. Her juices shot on my hand as she raised her pussy up and shook. Her body thrashed with ecstasy as she swallowed with moans.
….. “Oh My God…”..I blurted out. Something was straining from the mass of pumping cum out my dick. She wouldn’t stop or let go, jamming my dick in deep. My ’perfect woman’ had become a sex animal with me. I had to lean over or fall over it took so much out of me. …
….We lay there moaning and gasping as we both shook…..I just remember rolling over, drifting away and lost consciousness……
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(Millie..)
…..I was so dizzy and happy all at the same time. He had such a warm sexy dick to suck on. I made it last, by holding it tight in my mouth. I savored his warm cum…..finally getting more that I had dreamed about for so long. My darkness only intensified my high. I loved feeling his twitching body as he jolted on and on….. my tongue slowly twisted all around his still thrusting hardon…..
….I thought…’..thank you sleep mask…you’ll be kept close by… forever’…
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….A ‘stranger’ comes to my house a lot now. The minute I hear his car in my driveway, I immediately close my eyes, sit and wait, as he has instructed me to do. The ‘stranger’ comes in and puts my sleep mask on me. We never speak a word. He carefully leads me to my bedroom and undresses me. When I feel his face…he has on a sleep mask too. You couldn’t even guess what he does to me…but…. I can tell you this… that my pussy is kept sore. Why?…well… ’someone’… suggested he bring a couple of his ’stranger’ friends with him. They wear sleep masks too….
A sore pussy is a good thing….

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Room 315: Part Two

Part two of my story. I thought the first part read a little “clunky” so I changed it a tad. I hope this one is better than part one! PM me with comments.

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Jack (chapter 6)

Here is new chapter but those who haven’t read previous chapters please do so. Positive comments are appreciated as well as new ideas.
Story:
I woke early the next morning and slid out of bed to make coffee. Tina had to work today and had to be in early so I figured that since I was up I would treat her to a nice breakfast. I had had my first cup of coffee and read the paper when I heard her get up and go into the bathroom. I took a cup of coffee made the way she likes it and walked to the bathroom. I pushed open the door and found her sitting on the toilet. I bent over and gave her a kiss and handed her the coffee. She smiled at me took a sip of coffee and said “I don’t know if I will ever get used to the lack of privacy around you. But once I get over the shock I do like it.”
I helped her off the toilet and started the shower for her. We both got in and I took my time washing her body, running my soapy hands all over her, lingering on those special spots and then washing her hair for her. We finished without having sex, much to her disappointment. “You don’t have time.” I told her. “Stay horny all day and I’ll take care of you when you get home.”
“There won’t be enough of you left by the time my slut of a sister gets done with you today.” She laughed as I dried her off. With a smack on the ass I sent her to the bedroom to get dressed while I made breakfast.
I slaved over the hot stove making her favorite omelet and toast. She came into the kitchen after getting dressed and sat at the table. I was a little miffed when she turned up her nose at the omelet I put in front of her, she pushed it away and nibbled on the toast and coffee. She could see I was upset and apologized.
“I’m sorry I’m just not hungry. I really don’t feel like eating this morning.” She explained.
The apology and a kiss was enough to mollify me. I ate the omelet rather than see it go to waste and we talked.
I started the conversation by saying “I’m a little worried about you and Tammy. I mean how are you going to get along when your parents get back. Life is certainly different the last week and a half than it will be when they return.”
“I know.” she answered “Its something I have been thinking about and talked to Tammy about when you were sleeping yesterday. We love our parents, but they can be really … stifling at times. So we both need to get out of there. I have to admit that I don’t think I ready to face their wrath by moving in here yet. So when I talked to Tammy I suggested she get a job in town and then with both of us working we can afford an apartment, hopefully in this building. I called the office yesterday and the people across the hall are moving out in a couple of weeks. So we would be close to you.”
“You know that a couple of weeks ago I never would have considered sharing an apartment with my little sister. That was before you reintroduced me to her and I realized how much I love her and how much she loves me and looks up to me. Anyway, she’s going to ask you to take her over to the hospital today to apply for a job. She took some tech courses in high school for nursing and she’s hoping she will be able to get a nurses aid job.”
“I’d be glad to take her over.” I said.
She smiled at me, “I know you would. If she gets the job and because she doesn’t have a car. My parents will think it’s a good idea for us to share an apartment. They think we don’t get along, which we didn’t before, so they figure we’ll keep each other in line.”
“That sounds like a plan. I was considering asking you to move in with me but was hesitating. I guess I was a little scared after going though the shit with my ex-wife, I didn’t want to repeat it. But I think I’m over that now. If you want to I’d be happy to have you live with me.” I offered
“That’s sweet and thank you. I may take you up on that later but one step at a time with my parents. First we let them meet the nice guy who watches out for us, then you can become a friend, then my boyfriend, then my live-in. I don’t want them to go into fits all at once.” She said “For now I have to go to work. You go back to bed and screw my little sister silly, she loves you almost as much as I do you know.”
She gave me a hug and a kiss as she got up and left. I cleaned up the mess I had made and went back to join Tammy in bed. I was ready for a “little lovin” after having showered with Tina.
I crawled back under the sheets and cuddled up next to a naked Tammy. She was warm and as usual ready and willing despite being asleep. As I snuggled up against her back to lay in spoon fashion she wiggled back into me and got comfortable. I draped an arm over her and began to trace slow circles around her nipples. I got an immediate reaction as they stiffened to attention, I continued to tease her tits for a few minuets before moving my hand down to her ass. I loved moving my hand around on her smooth ass and just gently squeezing it. I occasionally let a finger wander to her pussy and I would brush across her lips. Not hard just a little touch. It took only a few of these before she was wet and I could easily slide a finger up and down her slit and finally into her pussy. She gave a little moan as I slipped it in and pushed back on me. I pushed the digit in a little farther and began to slowly stroke it in and out. She responded to my efforts but still had not woke up so I slid it out and placed my dick at her entrance and slowly slid it up and down her slit with my hand until it was juiced up real well. Stopping at her pussy entrance I applied pressure with my hips and slid it into her. That brought a loud groan as she spread her legs to give me better access. Slowly, I started to pump on her. At some point she woke up.
“What a wonderful way to wake up.” she breathed heavily.
“I’m glad you like it. I figured since Tina went to work we could have a little time together.” I answered.
“I like your ideas.” She said as I continued to pump. After a minute or so I pulled out and rolled her over on her belly, I got between her legs and grasped her waist to lift her butt up a bit to give me access as I plunged in again. Now as I pumped on her I reached around and started to run my finger tip very gently over her clit. That brought an immediate reaction as she humped back into me with a vengeance. In seconds I felt her pussy tighten on my dick as her orgasm neared climax and then suddenly I felt her release as the juices flowed out over my cock, down my balls and onto my thighs. I slowed down my pace allowing her to relax and enjoy the euphoria. Once again I pulled out and rolled her over. Now she was on her back and I wanted to get my face down between her legs and munch away.
I love eating pussy. The only two things that beat it are getting a blow job and fucking and depending on my mood not necessarily in that order. So I let my tongue go to work on her. I ran it up and down her slit, getting the juices all worked up. Then flicking her clit with the tip and moving down to lick out her insides as best as I could reach. Times like this I wish I had a 10 inch tongue, just so I could get it all. But instead I have to suffer with the old standard model and do the best I could. My best was apparently good enough as only a minute or so after I started she grabbed my head and shoved it deeper into her pussy, “You’re going to make me cum again! I’m cumming!” she shouted and I tasted her sweet juices flooding my mouth.
After I had sucked up all there was to get I crawled up to her face and kissed her, as I did she began to lick her juices off of my face. My dick was still hard as I had not cum yet myself and now it was resting in her slit between her spread legs and it wanted to get in to the warmth and wetness of her pussy again. I started to slide it in when she stopped me. “Do me like you did Tina last night, hard and fast.”
I backed off and drew her legs up onto my shoulders before I reentered her and I began to pound with all I had. Now I was ready to blow my load I was so worked up my balls were beginning to ache. So I pounded her with everything I had. I looked down and watched as her tits bounced with each stroke. Then I felt my own orgasm rising and with a final hard shove drove into her as deep as I could go and sent my sperm into her with force. Each spurt brought a little grunt from her. Finally I was done and the last of it dribbled out and I held still while the post orgasmic sensitivity passed. Then I laid down next her and held her in an embrace. As I laid there holding her she whispered into my ear. “I love when you fuck me, I love when you eat me, I love to suck your cock, I love watching you fuck my sister but I especially love feeling you sperm swimming in me. I love you.” Then we both fell asleep.
She woke me about 2 hours later, woke me by giving me a blow job. She was sucking me into her mouth and taking me down her throat when she noticed I was awake. She looked up at me and took my dick out of her mouth. “I was wondering how long it would take to wake you. You did so well on me earlier I wanted to just suck you till you cum in my mouth, I want to taste your cum again” then she went back to work rolling my dick around in her mouth and running her tongue up and down it as she swallowed me. Since I had fucked her earlier I knew this would take a while so I relaxed and let her work her tongue and lips around me. It was a very good blowjob and she worked it nonstop until I started to swell even bigger than normal and shot my reduced load into her mouth. She took it and rolled it around in her mouth before swallowing and then went back to work cleaning me up.
We laid together for a while before she spoke again. “I need to ask a favor.” She said
“What’s that?” I asked
“Could you take me over to the hospital so I can apply for a job. They’re hiring nurse’s aids and Tina and I talked about it and I want to try to get a job in town.” She answered.
“I’d be happy to take you over.” I answered. “Besides I talked to Tina this morning and she told me the plan you guys made. So let’s get our lazy asses out of bed get showered and get moving.” As I said the last I reached down and smacked her hard on the ass.
“OW! That hurt! You shouldn’t do that you know.” She admonished me.
“Why’s that” I asked as I started to get up.
“Cause it makes me horny when you do that.” She said with an evil grin.
I stopped and stared at her for a second before I said, “So what would happen if I gave you a spanking?”
“I’d probably cum on your lap” She answered, not losing the grin.
“Well maybe we’ll have to try that sometime.” I offered as I pulled her to her feet and toward the bathroom.
We showered and dressed with a minimum of fooling around and I took her out job hunting. The first application struck gold. They were indeed hiring at the local hospital and were so eager to hire her that they interviewed, hired and did all the paperwork without letting her out of their sight. They even gave her a check as a sign-on bonus to help her out with uniforms and shoes and such.
She had been in there so long I was beginning to worry and had just about decided to go look for her when I saw her running across the parking lot, waving the check at me. They had put her on the schedule to start the next week, she was so proud and excited. She wanted to go tell Tina immediately so we drove over to see Tina at work. Both girls were jumping around with excitement. They calmed down after a few minutes and I pointed out that we had some work to do and Tina had a few hours more on her shift. I promised to take them to dinner to celebrate and off we went again.
I took Tammy to the bank to open an account so she could cash her check and then to the store where she could get the uniforms she needed as well as those ugly but serviceable shoes that nurses used to wear. She still had a few days before she had to report for her first shift but I wanted to get the stuff done while we could. We finished up and still got home with a couple of hours to spare before Tina got home. I stretched out on the couch to watch some TV and Tammy squeezed in next to me.
She got bored quickly and decided it would be fun to tickle me. Now I am ticklish in a few spots and she managed to find them. I resisted and that started a wrestling match, one she had no hope of winning as I had twice the weight on her. I got her hands behind her back and held them there with my left hand and put her across my lap. Thoughts of our conversation earlier about spanking were in my mind and I decided to see what would happen with a light spanking. So I pulled down her pants and exposed her ass. That did not quite satisfy my desire to dominate so I pushed them down around her knees and administered the first crack with my bare hand. It wasn’t hard just enough to sting.
She squealed and I brought my hand down again and again. After 5 whacks I stopped “Are you going to behave now?” I asked.
She was laughing through tears. “Yes, until you let me go.” She answered.
“Ok a few more whacks then.” I ordered and proceeded to administer 5 more cracks across the ass but this time I wet my hand from a glass of water on the table. I still wasn’t putting any force behind it but her butt was definitely getting red. After the fifth crack I stopped and asked again “Are you going to behave now?”
“Yes, yes, I’ll behave.” She called out still laughing.
“The proper response is, yes master. Say it.” I ordered.
“Fuck you.” she laughed at me.
“That was not the proper response.” I said as I brought my hand down again and again. I put more force behind it this time playing the role out a little farther. I lost count of the number of times I brought my hand down. But soon the laughter stopped to be replace by squeals. About the same time I noticed that she was squirming around on my lap. Finally she began to call out. “Please stop, I’ll be good. Please stop…master.”
Once I heard the “master” I stopped but did not release her. “Are you going to behave?” I asked.
“Yes master.” She replied
“Are you going to do exactly what you’re told, when you’re told?” I asked
“Yes Master.” She answered.
I returned my finger to her pussy and ran it in and out a few more times, a little more slowly this time so she could get some enjoyment out of it. Then I withdrew from her pussy and again put my finger at her asshole. This time she did not tense up. I ran it around her butt hole a little and applied a little pressure, but not enough to go in yet. “Do you want me to do this?” I asked
She looked back over her shoulder at me and shook her head yes. So I applied more pressure and felt my finger slide in. I pushed it into the second knuckle. She pushed her ass back on my hand a little. “So, I guess you like that.” I said
“Yes master. I like everything you do to me. I am your bitch, your slut and your slave.” She answered. I was surprised. She had taken to this game immediately and enjoyed it. I ran my finger in and out of her ass a few times before letting it slide out all the way. I released her hands.
“Stand up and strip all your clothes off.” I ordered. She complied immediately and stood there for me waiting her next order. I rose and went to the spare room closet and retrieved a piece of rope I kept there for when I had to move things in a truck. I cut off about 6 ft and tied the end in a loop so that I now had a piece of rope with a loop in one end and a tail about 4 ft long.
“You were bad today and you will be punished.” I said. “You will be the house slave today. You will wear this rope as a sign of your slavery, you will remain naked and you will serve me anyway I demand all day. You will also serve anyone who enters this house in the same way.”
Her eyes suddenly got big. “What about strangers?” She asked
“Anyone!” I answered “If you’re not careful I will call everyone I know and invite them over, I may even go out and invite people walking down the street in.”
“Yes master.” She answered.
I draped the rope around her neck. The tail hung down to below her knees and as she stood there I realized how turned on I was. She stood there straight and tall, almost at attention, naked except for the makeshift collar and leash. Then I began to feel a little guilty. “What if she didn’t realize this was a game?” I thought to myself.
“Tammy,” I said softly, “this is just a game, if you don’t want to play all you have to do is say STOP, and we will stop, Ok”
She smiled at me and answered “Ok, I’m having fun so far. I know you wouldn’t do anything to hurt me. You love me too much.”
I stood there and realized she was right. I did love her and her sister. But that did not stop me from having my fun. I went and sat on the couch again leaving her standing in the center of the room.
“Get me a beer bitch.” I ordered. She scampered off to the kitchen and returned with a cold one from the frig. “What took so long?” I demanded.
“I’m sorry master. I moved as fast as I could.” She answered.
“No excuses, Bend over.” I demanded. She bent at the waist and I quickly grabbed the tail of rope and smacked her across the ass with it. She yelped and stood up. “Did I tell you to straighten up.”
“No master.” She answered
“That’s two lashes for disobedience. Now bend over again.”
“Yes master.” She said as she bent to receive her two lashes across the ass. I gave her two good whacks with the rope, hard enough to show red marks but not raise welts. Then I kept her running around doing various things, dusting, fetching things, whatever I could think of.
Time passed quickly and suddenly Tina came walking in the door. She took in the strange sight of her sister kneeling on the living room floor, naked, with a piece of rope around her neck and just looked at me with a question on her face.
“She was misbehaving so now she is being punished. She is the house slave and will serve anyone who is in the house in anyway they want. If she fails to perform properly or satisfactorily she gets spanked.” I explained.
Tina stared at the two of us for a minute, then a smile crossed her face. “You have no idea how long I have waited for this day.” She said with a truly evil grin. “How do I get her to do something?’
“Watch.” I said “Bitch get Tina a drink.” Tammy sprung up from her place on the floor and ran to the kitchen and returned with a cold soda and knelt before her sister with the can held up
“How did you do this.” She asked me.
“It’s just a game we started playing, mostly by accident.” I said.
“Oh I am going to like playing this game!” Tina said as she sat down on the couch with me. “Bitch remove my shoes.”
Tammy quickly knelt in front of her sister and took her shoes off for her.
“Oh this is good!” Tina said with relish. “What can I have her do? I mean what do I really want my little sister to do to get even for all the shit she caused me over all these years? I know. A bath would feel really good after a long day at work. Bitch, draw a hot bath.”
“Yes master.” Tammy said as she began to run to the bathroom.
“Wrong!” I said and she froze in place. “I am Master I am a man. Tina is a woman and she is Mistress. Three lashes. Bend over.”
Tammy looked at me and bent over without hesitating. “You are the one she insulted do you want to punish her or should I.”
“You mean I can spank her on the ass?” Tina asked
“No she gets lashes with the rope for that one.” I corrected
Tina walked over to Tammy and took the end of the rope. “How hard do I do it.”
“Hard enough so she feels it but not hard enough to really hurt her.” I said.
With that Tina swung the rope three times in rapid succession. She smacked her harder than I had, hard enough to get a yelp from Tammy. Then she stopped and looked at me with a question. I walked over and inspected the marks. She had raised minor welts. I stuck my hand between Tammy’s legs and checked her pussy. Wet as ever. I looked at Tina and told her. “Check her out she loves this see how wet she is.” Tina reached out and put her hand to her sister’s pussy.
Tina Exclaimed “My God, she’s dripping. You’re right she loves it! Go draw my bath Bitch.”
Tammy scampered to the bathroom and we heard the water start to run into the tub. Tina stood there staring into the direction of the bathroom with a look of incredibility on her face. “I can’t believe how much she seems to get off on this.” She finally said. “I don’t know if I could do what she’s doing.”
“You don’t have to.” I answered. “It’s a game. She knows it and when she gets tired of it or doesn’t want to play anymore she will say “Stop” and we will stop. Those are the rules we set.”
“After being smacked around by that asshole I used to live with, I don’t know if I could play the part.” She said to me.
“You don’t have to unless you want to but keep in mind there is a difference between an asshole beating a woman and a love tap. You don’t mind when I give you a smack on the ass. You usually smile at me or giggle.” I pointed out.
“Yeah, that’s different, you’re playing and doing it with love and I trust you.” She stopped at that and stared at me it was as though a light had gone on. “That’s why she likes it so much she knows you’re playing and doing it out of love. Right?”
“You’d have to ask her but I think you’re right.” I answered.
Right about then Tammy came out of the bathroom, “Mistress your bath is ready.” She said. Tina looked at me and smiled, then turned and headed for the bathroom. She ordered Tammy to undress her and I watched as Tammy removed her clothing one piece at a time. Tina stepped into the tub to test the water, she let her foot set all the way in and turned to her sister. “It’s acceptable but next time, make it hotter.”
“Yes Mistress.” Tammy replied.
Tina got all the way in and sat down and I watched as Tammy kneeled by the side of the tub and began to wash her sister’s naked body. It wasn’t long before Tina’s eyes began to go half closed as she enjoyed the attention her body was receiving. Tammy first ran the wash cloth over her back slowly and gently she used the hot wet cloth to massage her sisters back and shoulders then she moved around to her chest. “Make sure you pay special attention to her nipples” I ordered. Tammy did. She gently ran the cloth over her sister’s tits and around her nipples slowly massaging each one till it reached its full erect state. Then she moved down to rub her legs down. She ran her hands up and down each leg with gentleness and when she had finished that she started to wipe off her pussy. “”I want that clean enough to eat off of.” I ordered. Tammy looked back at me and without hesitation said “Yes master.” Then returned her attention to her sister’s pussy. Very carefully washing it. Sliding her hand and the washcloth up and down her sister’s slit and as Tinaautomatically spread her legs, up into her hole.
It was only a few strokes like this before Tina opened her eyes and spread her legs farther apart and ordered her sister, “Pleasure me bitch.”
Tammy then went to work finger fucking her sister. She inserted two fingers in her pussy and began to pump them as her thumb rested on her clit and massaged it. While her hand worked her sister’s pussy she bent over and took a nipple in her mouth and began to suck it in. She massaged her sister’s pussy and sucked her tit until Tina gave a shudder and a moan in her orgasm. She let out a breathy “Enough.” That told Tammy to stop.
As she came down from her sexual high she looked at her sister and said “You did that well slave. We will have to find a way to reward you. What reward would you like.”
Tammy beamed with pride and happiness. “Whatever the Mistress thinks best.” She answered.
Tina rose to get out of the tub. “Dry me while I consider this” She said.
Both girls, it seemed were getting into the game and enjoying it. As Tammy dried her sister with the towel Tina considered, finally she offered “Perhaps we will allow you to have the pleasure of being fucked by the master. Is that a good enough reward.”
“Yes Mistress that would be wonderful. Could he fuck my ass Mistress is that too much reward?” Tammy answered.
We both stared at her for a second before Tina answered. “I suppose that that is OK. But you will have to be prepared for it. I think we will wait till after dinner to reward you.”
“Thank you Mistress.” Tammy answered.
“I was going to take us out to dinner to celebrate Tammy’s new job. So why don’t we suspend the game until we get home?” I offered.
Both girls looked disappointed. “You don’t want to go out in public with a rope around your neck do you.” I asked.
“No, I guess not.” Tammy answered.
“Don’t worry as soon as we get home we can start the game again. Pick up where we left off and if you’re really good I might have a surprise for you.” I offered. “Now since this is your celebration where would you like to go.
She gave me a hug and a kiss and choose to go to a pizza place that was located in the local mall. A place where her friends hung out. I suspected that it was as much to show off to her friends as anything else. But I agreed.
The girls dressed and I waited. It did not take them long to get ready and soon we were off. As I suspected there were a bunch of Tina’s friends at the pizza place and she made a show of tucking her arm into mine and saying hello to everyone she knew and when we were seated she sat so close to me that she was practically in my lap. She hung all over me while we waited for our dinner and while we ate. Tina watched the show with humor and allowed her sister to monopolize me because she knew what she was up to, showing off to her friends.
When we finished dinner I sent the girls shopping saying that I had to go see if I could get the surprise I had planned. They headed off to browse the mall while I went in the other direction. I knew exactly where I was headed. I entered the shop I had been looking for and picked up the two items I wanted. Then as an after thought I decided to get two of each, incase Tina felt as though she wanted to play. I paid for my purchase then went to the card shop to get a gift box and have it wrapped before I met the girls at our arranged place and time.
They were standing there waiting for me. Their eyes immediately went to the bag I was carrying, trying to see through it with X-ray vision or something. I offered to take them for ice cream or walk around or whatever and they both told me they wanted to get home, as they took my arms and began pulling me toward the door.
Once we got home, barely in the door, Tammy began to strip off her clothes and start “playing” again. She got her clothes off and was going for the rope loop she had been wearing when I stopped her. “Here open your present first.” I offered. She took the package and ripped the paper off and opened the box. The look on her face was precious, first puzzlement then disappointment then with the dawn of understanding, delight and laughter. Tina looked at her in bewilderment as she demanded “let me see!”
Tammy held up her gift. It was a black leather dog collar and light chain leash. The collar was one of those studded ones with the spikes. The leash was the light chain ones they sell for small dogs, with black leather handle. Tammy started jumping around asking me to put it on her. She knew what it was for without my having to explain it. I snapped the collar in place and hooked the leash onto it. The length was perfect and it looked exceeding sexy on her. Her naked body standing there with the collar and the leash hanging down between her tits. I got an instant hard on. She stood there and looked at me for a minute before she went to her knees and said “Thank You master for my gift. It is much nicer than my old collar.”
Tina stood there looking at her and then at me. “I think I’m jealous.” She said.
“Do you want to play too?” I asked.
“Yeah, I think I want to try. So long as I can stop when I want.” She answered.
“If you want to not play anymore all you have to do is say STOP.” Tammy told her acting like the old pro.
At that point I handed Tina the other package. She looked at me then at the package. “You knew I would want to play also didn’t you.” She said.
Tina wasted no time in opening her package and trying on her matching collar and leash. She immediately went to her knees and looked me in the eyes. “Train me gently.” She said.
I bent down and gave her a gentle kiss “always.” I answered before giving a similar kiss to Tammy.
Tammy accepted the kiss and returned it then asked “Can I have my reward now?”
I looked down at both of them and said, “Ok, Bitch go to the bedroom. Tina get the lube and meet us there.”
I grabbed a drink from the frig and headed to the bedroom to find Tammy on the bed on all fours and Tina standing there holding a tube of K-Y. “Ok Tinalube her up and get her ready.” I watched as Tina squeezed out some lube onto her sisters asshole and rubbed it in a little. “Make sure you get some inside.” I ordered.
Tina looked at me and then slid a finger into her sister’s ass. Tammy pushed back onto her sister’s finger and began to work herself on it. “It looks like she likes it master.” Tina offered with a smile.
“Yes it does, now stretch her out a little so I don’t hurt her. Add another finger when she’s ready.” I said. Tina worked her finger in and out of her sister and pulled sideways occasionally before pulling her finger from her sister and adding more lube she inserted two fingers. That brought a groan from Tammy and she began fucking herself on her sisters fingers. Watching this got me really horny. Two beautiful girls, wearing studded collars and leashes, one finger fucking the others ass. I dropped my pants and underwear and peeled my shirt. I wanted some of this but I was having fun watching and gently stroking my dick..
I looked at Tina and found that while she had two fingers from her right hand buried in her sister’s asshole she had her left hand buried in her own pussy. That was about all I could take as I moved to the bed and told Tina. “Ok my turn now. Give me some lube.” She squirted a little lube on her hand and rubbed it into my dick. I positioned myself and aimed my cock at Tammy’s asshole. It was stretched out from her sister’s fingering and as I place the head of my cock against it I pushed. I slid right in and Tammy grunted. I waited a minute and began to slowly apply pressure. It wasn’t long before I was buried to the hilt in Tammy’s back door. I started to pump, slowly at first, then faster. “How do you like being ass fucked?” I asked her
“Just keep pumping and shut up.” She said.
I smacked her hard on the ass and said “Is that anyway to talk to your master?”
“I’m sorry master, I won’t do it again. Please keep fucking my ass.” She grunted out between strokes.
Tina had crawled up onto the bed to join us. She was sitting next to me watching my cock plunge in and out of her sister’s asshole as she played with herself. “Do you like watching this?” I asked Tina. She responded by nodding her head yes and not taking her eyes off of the sight inches away from her. It was not much longer before I knew I was getting close to cumming. So I sped up my strokes, then I felt the familiar feeling. I jammed myself as deep into her ass as I could go and let my seed pump into her colon. The sensation of my hot cum flooding her sent her over the edge and she shuddered beneath me and her pussy began leaking juices as she orgasamed.
I looked over at Tina as my vision cleared and found that she had her eyes closed and was ramming her fingers into her pussy as she too shuddered to orgasm. I stayed there holding my dick into Tammy’s ass while I slowly softened. Finally in shrunk enough to plop out and I collapsed on the bed. Tammy fell next to me and we both laid there. It was a minute or two later that I realized that somebody was washing me with a hot rag. I opened my eyes and found Tina cleaning me up and then as she finished she wiped her sister’s ass with the rag. She disappeared again and returned crawling in bed with us and lying on my other side. She reached out and hugged me then gave me a kiss.
We laid there recovering for a minute before I said, “Well Tammy, how did you like it. The first time you were ass fucked, how was it.”
She hesitated for a minute. “I liked it, it was fun and different and felt neat. But honestly I like having your dick in my pussy better. So if you ever want to you can do my ass but I really like feeling you cum in my pussy.”
Tina chimed in. “It must run in the family because that’s the way I feel about it. It’s Ok and once in a while I want it but mostly I would rather be pussy fucked. I have to admit that watching you get it up the ass was a real turn on though.”
“You were watching, how close were you?” Tammy asked.
“If she were any closer her nose would have gotten in the way” I teased .
We laid there teasing joking, stroking and talking for a while, before I decided to have some fun. “Come on slaves, time to get your lazy asses out of bed.” I announced. I got up and took hold of both leashes and led them into the living room. I lounged on the couch and had each of them sit on the floor in front of me. We played the rest of the evening. I put the TV on and had them turning the channel. Adjusting the sound, fetching me things from the kitchen and sucking my cock as I felt like it. As the evening wore on I was getting tired and I could tell the girls were also so I called a halt to the game and removed the collars.
We all headed for the bedroom and crawled in under the sheets. I laid down with one girl on each side of me and my arms around them as they rested their heads on my chest. Each leaned up and gave me a goodnight kiss before giving each other a kiss and we all drifted off to sleep. None of us had to be up particularly early the next day so we didn’t set the alarm.
I woke the next morning to find myself alone in the bed. I looked around and found neither girl in the bedroom so I headed for the bathroom to take care of morning needs. When I was through I went to the kitchen to get some coffee. I found the coffee made and the sisters sitting at my table each with a cup of coffee wearing nothing but the collars I took off them the previous night.
They looked at me and in unison said “Good morning Master.” Then sprang up and got my coffee for me. Tina brought me the morning paper while Tammy pulled out the chair for me to seat me. “Would the Master care for breakfast?” Tina asked.
I smiled “Just toast with butter and jelly.” I answered. I thought to myself “I guess they like the game we played last night.”
Tina fixed my toast for me while I read the paper, Tammy kneeled next to me ready for my command. I finished the paper, the coffee and the toast. Both girls were kneeling next to me now, naked except for the collars and leashes. It was still early and I was sitting here looking at these two naked women while my cock was at full attention. “What to do next?” ran through my head. What else, get laid.
“Tammy, stand up. Lean over the table.” I ordered and as she complied I stepped behind her and put my dick at the entrance to her pussy. I gave it a shove and buried myself into her. She groaned in response as I began to pump on her. I did not fuck her for long before I drew my dick out and turned to Tina. “Suck me clean bitch.” I ordered. She immediately took me in her mouth and swallowed my length then sucked on me as she moved her head back until I plopped out of her mouth with a pop. She opened her mouth to go back for seconds but I turned away and plunged back into her sister’s pussy. I repeated this rhythm for a few minutes before ordering Tina to the Table and Tammy to her knees. I was getting close to blowing my load now and wanted to put it into Tina. I let Tammy suck me off twice before I entered Tina for the last time and began to pump in earnest. It was only a few strokes before I let my seed loose into her. I pushed in as far as I could go while I drained myself. I held inside her till I softened and as I slid out of her I stepped back. “Clean my cum from your sister I ordered Tammy.”
Tammy jumped forward and immediately stuck her face into her sister’s pussy and began to lick and suck as much of my cum as she could get from it. She worked that sweet patch for a few minutes before we heard the whimpers from Tina. She was going to add her own cum to mine for her sister. This spurred Tammy on to greater efforts and in no time at all Tina was sprawled out over the kitchen table in orgasm while her sister lapped up our combined juices. As Tina’s orgasm came to its conclusion Tammy licked more slowly helping her sister down and back to reality. I stood there watching her eat her sister out with my dick dripping onto the floor and could feel the beginnings of another erection starting.
“Slaves, I want to shower. You will bathe me.” I ordered as I turned and walked to the bathroom. They rushed past me and were waiting for me in the bathroom. Tammy was starting the water running and Tina stood waiting to help me into the shower. I stepped in and both girls joined me and began washing my body. I allowed them to work on me. Running their soapy hands over my arms, my back, my chest and moving down to wash my legs. While they were on their knees I figured I would get my erection fully ready again as I had a desire to fuck Tammy now since I had done her sister already. “Bitch, suck my cock. Make it hard again.” I demanded as I turned to put it into Tina’s mouth.
She immediately sucked it in and began to work me toward another hardon. I ordered Tammy to stand up where I could reach her tits with my mouth. I sucked first one then the other into my mouth and played with her nipples with my tongue. She gave out little mews as I sucked and I knew she was enjoying the attention. Tina’s work on my dick had had the desired effect and I now had a raging hardon again. I took my mouth from Tammy’s tit and told them the shower was done as I stepped out they turned off the water and each girl grabbed a towel and began to dry me.
I had a plan formulating in my mind and I put it into action as they finished. “Tammy, you did a poor job of drying. You must be punished.” I said. Her eyes lit up a little as she answered me “Yes Master.”
“Tina, go get the wooden ruler from my desk drawer and bring it to the bedroom. Tammy, go to the bedroom.” Both girls scurried to obey. Tina met me in the bedroom holding the ruler looking a little apprehensive while Tammy stood there with a smile on her face and a gleam in her eye. Now I was sure that Tammy enjoyed the punishments. I had thought so before but now I could see I was right.
“Tammy bend over the bed and prepare to be punished.” I ordered. She was bent over with her ass sticking out even before I could finish. I took the ruler from Tina and pulled back. CRACK. I came down on Tammy’s ass cheek. CRACK. Again. Each stroke brought a little whimper from her. I gave her five strokes total and moved to the side to check on her. There were tears running down her face and I began to feel ashamed of myself for abusing her when she smiled at me and I noticed the lust in her eyes.
“I think I deserve more, Master. I am a bad girl. I need to learn to serve my master properly.” She said to me.
I looked at Tina who just smiled and shook her head in disbelief. I moved back to her rear and administered five more swats. By now her ass was cherry red and a quick glance I could see that her pussy was dripping wet. Literally dripping juice. I was still sporting the hardon that Tina had sucked me to and I wanted to use it. I stepped behind Tammy and in one quick motion I plunged into her and began to pump my meat back and forth. She grunted with each thrust. I glanced over at Tina and noticed she was playing with herself while she watched me fuck her sister from behind.
“Did I give you permission to pleasure yourself bitch?” I asked her.
“No Master.” She answered.
“Bend over next to your sister.” I demanded.
She hesitated for a second then complied. I brought the ruler down on her ass, not as hard as I had Tammy but with a definite crack. She jumped a little and I brought it down twice more. Each time pausing long enough for her to stop the game. But she didn’t, she took it. I pulled out of Tammy and stepped behind Tina and once again pushed my dick into her pussy. She was hot! The inside of her pussy was hot, she got turned on it seemed by the spanking. I fucked her for a minute before switching back to her sister. Once I had gone back to sticking my dick into Tammy, Tina began to stand up.
“Stay down bitch, I’m not done with you.” I ordered
“Yes Master” and she resumed the position. I kept this up for a few minutes, switching back and forth between the girls. Fucking first on then the other as both stayed bent over the bed. As I entered Tina again I figured I would let her get off so I reached around and began to play with her clit while I fucked her. As usual that brought her to an almost instant orgasm. I felt her pussy clamp down on my cock and the gush of warm wetness engulf me and begin to leak out and run over my balls. I slowed down a little and let her come down before I pulled out. I still wasn’t done yet or done with Tammy either. I picked up the ruler and used it on Tammy again. Not as hard as before but enough to sting, I brought it down.
Having now spanked her with the ruler until her ass was cherry red I plunged in for a good fuck. I talked to her as I rammed my dick into her pussy. “Have you learned your lesson slave?”
“Yes Master.” She answered.
“Will you perform poorly again?”
“I am so bad master that I probably will and you will have to punish me again.”
“Do you want to be punished again Bitch?” I asked
“I deserve to be punished master. It feels so good to be shown the correct way to behave. You may punish me anytime master.” She answered.
I knew she liked the spankings. Now we all knew it. I brought the ruler down on her ass as I fucked her. With each stroke of the ruler her pussy clamped down on my dick and squeezed it. After about the fifth stroke of the ruler she clamped down on me and let out a combination of groan and scream as she came. I pulled out immediately and she came so hard that it was running out of her pussy under pressure. She had cum like this before but never in this position where Tina and I could watch her ejaculate. As she finished her orgasm she collapsed on the bed and laid there. I got in behind her again and let my meat slide into her slowly, gently I fucked her and then my own orgasm began to build, my balls began to tingle and I felt the rush of cum down my cock and spurt into Tammy’s waiting womb, my seed flowed.
“Thank you Master. That was wonderful punishment.” She purred as I collapsed next to her. I motioned for Tina to join us and she crawled into bed and lay on my other side. I removed first her collar and then her sisters.
“Game’s over for now.” I said “Tina has to go to work in a couple of hours and needs to get ready and you have to go to orientation at the hospital.”
“I don’t want it to be over. I have fun playing the game.” Tammy pouted.
“Do you like when I spank you?”
“Well it hurts but it’s kind of fun, and it definitely gets me wet.” She responded with a huge grin.
“You’re sister is a pervert.” I said to Tina.
“I’ve been telling you she’s a slut. But nobody was listening.” Tina laughed in answer while Tammy just laid there with a huge grin on her face. I hugged them both to me and we lay together talking and teasing until Tina decided it was time to get ready for work. She made Tammy get up and get dressed so she could drop her off at her orientation on her way to work. I got up and walked to the living room without bothering to get dressed. Nudity had become the norm around here anyway. I lounged on the couch with the TV on until the girls kissed me goodbye. Each of them leaned over and gave me a tender kiss on the lips then each kissed my dick before they left.
I had some planning to do tomorrow would be the last full day I would have both girls staying with me. After that they would be heading home to arrive and get things settled in a few hours before their parents were to return from their church retreat. I wanted to do something special with them but couldn’t decide what.
I spent the rest of the day wracking my brain for an idea of how to make the next day special for the girls, since it was to be the last full day we had together before their parents returned from the church retreat they had been to for the last two weeks. Unfortunately I was drawing a blank. So I set about making dinner for that evening for the three of us. Homemade spaghetti sauce with meatballs and garlic bread. One of the few things I could make well. I put plans for the next day on the back burner and figured I would bring it up with them over dinner to see what they wanted to do.
I had dinner ready when they walked through the door that evening. Tina had picked up Tammy from the orientation session she had for her new job and they arrived hungry and tired from a day of work. I had them both sit in the living room and poured them each a glass of wine with orders to put their feet up and relax for a few minutes while I finished getting dinner on the table. A few minutes later I announced dinner and we all sat down to a simple dinner and conversation.
Tammy was excited by the prospect of starting her first job but a little overwhelmed by the paperwork. She had brought most of it home with her to ask my assistance in filling it out. I agreed that after dinner we would go over it. Tina was quiet throughout the meal. I sensed that she was a little upset at having our little short term live in end so soon and allowed her to brood in silence. I had, after all, given her the option of moving in if she choose but she had felt it was too soon to inflict her parents on me all at once.
We all enjoyed our dinner and conversation and as we were finishing I brought up the subject of the next day with them. “I spent most of the day trying to figure out what we could do tomorrow. I figured that since it is the last day we would have together, I would like to do something special for you girls but I don’t know what.”
Tina and Tammy looked at each other from across the table and Tina said, “We were talking about it on the way home and we want to do something for you. You have done so much for us the last two weeks and we want to thank you.”
“What are you talking about? All I did was take us all to the shore for a couple of days and buy you some clothes. No big deal. It’s not like I flew you to the French Riviera or anything. Besides I got a lot out of it too. I was able to have sex with two beautiful women and a couple of other pretty nice ones too.”
Tina looked at Tammy again and answered me, “It’s not just that. We really did enjoy it, the clothes, the people, going out, the beach, and the sex. You may not realize what you did for us. You brought us together. You forced me to get to know my sister and realize how much I do love her. You showed me that there is love and there is lust and that there is a difference.”
Tammy chimed in. “For me you showed me that my sister wasn’t somebody to be jealous of that she was someone I could be happy for when she was happy, that I could help her be happy instead of trying to ruin her day for the hell of it. You showed me that there is a world out there and that my life did not have to include a bunch of hypocrites pretending to be pious. God I hated that, all those assholes preaching and then running around behind everybody’s back. But most of all you made a woman of me and did it with love instead of in the back seat of a car. No wham bang thank you ma’am. You cared. I don’t think I will ever meet anyone that I would more want to give my virginity to. I’ve had a lot of boys and men want it and try to convince me to give it up but you were the one.”
“You see. As far as we’re concerned you are a very special man. Besides the fact that you are great in bed and can even satisfy both of us at the same time. You have showed us more in the last couple of weeks than anybody else ever has. But like you we could not think of anything special enough for you.”
I looked at both of them and decided that we had a pretty good thing going and I was very lucky. “Well how about if we just hang out here tonight, relax, maybe rent a movie and we will deal with tomorrow when it comes.”
Tina smiled and offered, “That sounds like a plan. So I will clean up the mess you made making this dinner and you and Tammy go to the video store and pick out a movie or two for us. On the way back stop at the grocery and get us some munchies.”
With those instructions Tammy and I headed out. Now the only video store around was in the local shopping mall, so as we entered it was no great surprise that one of Tammy’s friends from school was behind the counter. I went to browse the selection while Tammy caught up with her friend. I picked out a new release that I had not seen and another that I thought the girls would like and I approached the check out counter. Tammy approved of my choices and I handed them over to her friend who bagged my selections and handed the bag to Tammy. I glanced at the bag and thought it looked larger than it should have for two tapes but decided that maybe they were both two reelers and dropped the thought as I paid for our selections. Next we hit the grocery and picked up movie necessities, popcorn, chips, dip etc. Then on to home, Tina had the kitchen clean when we arrived and was just finishing loading the dishwasher. I was ordered to go change into comfortable clothes, which to Tina meant my running shorts and a T shirt while she and Tammy reviewed my movie selections. While I was getting changed Tammy came into the bedroom and started to undress. Once she was down to her underwear she asked my help with her bra. She dropped that and slid out of her panties before she turned and gave me a hug and a kiss. I reached up to grab a handful of tit and she melted into my embrace as readily as always but them broke it off and said “Later.” Then she put on the oversized T shirt she used for lounging around in and occasionally sleeping in, when we left it on that is.
We moved into the living room where Tina was setting up the tape. “Tammy, would you do the popcorn while I get changed?” she asked and she headed for the bedroom to return in her oversized T shirt. Tammy joined us with a big bowl of popcorn and I found myself quite comfortably on the couch with a sister on each side leaning against me. I once again pondered on how lucky I was, to have these two beautiful women who both apparently were in love with me and treated me like a king. Whatever I wanted, whenever I wanted they never denied me anything. I had gotten used to having them both around all the time and knew it was going to be lonely around here once they went back home, at least until they got there plan in motion and moved in across the hall.
The next two hours drifted by, we watched the movie and ate our popcorn and cuddled on the couch. It was a quite and comfortable evening. The movie finished and we all got up and took our turns in the bathroom, being a gentleman I let the girls go first and took last place in line. When I finished and came out Tina was calling at me to hurry up that the next movie was starting. I remember thinking that they must have decided to watch both films in one sitting so I moved back to my space on the couch and sat down.
The movie had started and I watched about 30 seconds and realized it was not one I had chosen. “They gave me the wrong movie.” I exclaimed.
“Really, well the stores closed now so we might as well watch it.” Tammy offered.
I settled back and started to watch the movie, feeling a little disgruntled at not getting what I paid for. I had no idea what we were watching but soon realized what it was as I saw a woman on the screen answer her door to find an appliance repairman and in 60 seconds flat she had his dick out and she was sucking him off on the screen. They had given me a porno film!
Now keep in mind that this was in the mid 80’s( I may have forgotten to write this in first chapter), VCR’s were new and the adult film industry was still kept under the counter at the few video stores that there were and even the stores that had adult films under the counter did not admit to it unless you were a regular customer. So I was a little shocked and apprehensive. Would my girls get offended or think it gross. I doubted it as we had all experienced group sex only a few days before and they were not in the least inhibited around me. But still, this was the kind of film you showed at a bachelor party, or at a boy’s night out poker game. Not with your girlfriend(s) sitting next to you. I carefully watched Tina and Tammy for reaction. What would they think? How would they react?
What I noticed was that they watched it as they would any other film and I started to relax a little. I glanced over at Tina and saw that her half inch nipples were standing straight out at attention as the blonde on screen deep throated the appliance repair man’s dick.
“I thought all the guys in these movies were supposed to be well hung?” Tina asked. “That guy is nothing special, he’s not even as big as you.”
Talk about a way to inflate a guy’s ego! We watched more as they guy laid the woman over the back of the couch and started pounding her then as the paperboy walked through the open door and offered his dick to her mouth as she was fucked from behind. I glanced over at Tammy and saw that she had her hand in her crotch under her T shirt, nothing new there she was about the horniest girl I had ever met. Then at Tina, she was absently rubbing her tit while she watched. I had grown a wicked hardon with all the sex going on, both on the screen and sitting on either side of me. I figured, “what the hell” and reached my hand into my shorts to stroke myself a little. Before I could get to my target, Tina grabbed my hand. “Save it for us later.” She said with a smile on her face.
So I sat for a while longer and watched as the blond finished with the appliance guy and the paperboy and her friend came to visit, a redhead with huge tits and before long the blond was sucking the redhead’s tits and then her pussy when some guy enters the scene and both women jump him and practically rape him. “I know how that guy feels.” I quipped. That brought a giggle from both girls.
By this time Tammy had her T shirt up around her waist and was working her pussy full force and Tina had her own fingers busy. “This is not fair.” I complained. Both of you are playing with yourselves and I can’t get any relief. They both looked at me and I watched as evil grins spread across their faces. Then to tease me further they took their hands from their pussies and offered their pussy soaked fingers to each other. Not I was starting to get desperate.
Here I sat with my two women on either side of me, watching a porn movie while they openly played with themselves and then licked their juices from each others fingers. My dick was straining to come out of the waistband of my shorts and I was beginning to feel some real pain. Then they made it worse. After they finished cleaning each others fingers off they sat up and pulled their T shirts off and laid down against me. Now I had two naked women leaning against me, watching a porn movie while they openly played with themselves and then licked their juices from each others fingers.
Well now I at least had access to their bodies and could tease them a little while they watched me suffer. I let a hand roam over each of their bodies lingering on their tits and then moving to their pussies to tease them. So now I was brining them to the state they had me in. We watched the movie like this as the blond took on another guy who may have been her husband home for lunch then went shopping and got fucked in the dressing room at a store in the mall. About the time this happened I let my fingers slide into the girl’s pussies. Tammy broke first, she had the least self control where sex was involved.
“I can’t stand it any more.” She said as she pulled the waistband to my shorts down and exposed my cock. Without pause she immediately dropped her mouth down on me and began to suck me off.
Now since I was getting some attention I drove three fingers into Tina and she moaned in appreciation. Both girls were as hot as I was and it took only a minute of finger fucking before Tina’s pussy clenched down on me hand as she orgasamed. Tammy was going to town sucking me off but she was being careful to not let me cum and I soon knew why. She came up for air and kissed me, passionately, then leaned over and kissed his sister before she swung her leg over me and straddled my dick. I slid inside her with no effort at all and she began to ride me.
While Tammy rode me, Tina pushed me so I slid off of the couch and was sitting on the floor with my head resting on the couch cushions. Before I knew what was happening she had my head pinned back and had her pussy on my mouth and was grinding into me. I was in heaven getting fucked by one sister while the other rode my face. But unfortunately their teasing had had its effect and I felt my balls tighten and my sperm rush up my prick and shoot into Tammy’s womb. I pumped spurt after spurt of baby juice into her womb and it had its effect because as I pumped into her I felt her clamp onto my cock and squeeze it in her own orgasm.
Tammy sat still on my cock allowing it to drain into her fully while I continued to eat her sister. Now that I could concentrate I used my tongue to find her clit and gently flicked back and forth over it as I felt her build to another climax. I flicked her back and forth and suddenly drove it deep into her cunt, pushing as far as I could reach and sucking at the same time. That did it and she started to cum, she leaked juice down onto my face faster than I could suck it up and it ran down my chin, onto my neck and then to my chest. I felt her pussy start to relax and I felt another flood of pussyjuice flow down me then I felt a tongue on my own nipples and chest as Tammy leaned in and began to lick her sisters cum from me.
As her orgasm ended and she came down from her sexual high Tina slid off my face and onto the floor next to me. “We were going to tease you all night and then fuck the hell out of you.” Tina said as she rested against my shoulder.
“We still may be able to fuck the hell out of him.” Tammy offered. “She shot a huge wad into me and he’s still rock hard inside me. See.” As she slid off me and exposed my still hard dick.
Tina smiled and asked “My turn?” as she bent over and took me into her mouth cleaning her sisters juices off of me in the process.” Tammy sat next to me on the floor and leaned against me as she stroked my arms and chest. “Go for it. I hope he makes you cum again Sis.” She sighed.
Tina picked her head up and said “Come on lets take him to the bedroom.” As she took my hand and led me to our bed with Tammy holding the other one.Tina laid on the bed and spread her legs in what has been an invitation to men from women since the beginning of time. I responded in the way men always have. I crawled between her legs and sunk my cock into her pussy and began to slowly work it in and out. Tammy laid next to us and kissed her sister then kissed me. “I get him again when you’re done.” She told Tina.
I began to pump away, quickly losing myself in the sexual ecstasy. As I fucked Tina, Tammy ran her hands over both of us, occasionally stopping to kiss me or her sister or suck her sister’s tit into her mouth and chew on the nipple a little. Tina slipped into the world of sexual fulfillment and whispered to us, “Do you know what my dream is?”
“No, tell me what’s your dream.” I answered as I slid my meat in and out.
“That one day you will fuck me like this and I will end up carrying your child. That would be the most wonderful thing I could imagine”
I was so lost in the moment that all I could do was answer “That would be wonderful. I would like that.”
“After you make Tina pregnant, can I have your baby too?” Tammy asked
“Of course you can. It would make me proud to make you both pregnant.” I breathed as my balls tightened and the cum rushed up my cock again and splashed into Tina’s womb.
“Talk about thinking with the wrong head! What did I just promise? Who cares I just got laid again” All ran through my head as I shot my load into the older of the two sisters. I collapsed on the bed between the girls and lay there enjoying the attention and the tenderness that flowed from both of them. We lay together for a while before Tammy decided she was horny again and began to take me into her mouth. She worked me until I was hard again and then asked me to fuck her with her legs in the air and her back on the bed. I slid between her legs and put them on my shoulders as I kneeled at her pussy and paid homage to it as well as any man could. I fucked her for what seemed like forever before I finally came again and slid into the oblivion of exhausted sleep.

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Hot for Uncle

This story is fictional. The people in this story are made up; any resemblance to real people is unintentional. If this kind of thing doesn’t interest you, then stop reading now. No mean comments!!!! This is my first story, so go easy on me! Enjoy!
I’ve been having sex with my uncle since I was twelve years old. Most boys my age are too busy playing with toy cars or watching cartoons to get laid. I guess that just makes me one of the lucky ones. I love sex; everything about it intrigues and excites me: the sounds, the smells, and the look of pure happiness in a man’s eyes while I fuck his brains out. Knowing that someone wants me so bad is the biggest rush I’ve ever experienced, and I never would have found out about it if it wasn’t for my Uncle Geoff.
I’d lived with my Uncle Geoff since I was eight. My parents died in a car wreck, and since I was his nephew and he had no children of his own, Uncle Geoff took me in and raised me like I was his son. He was always there for me; he’d play catch with me, read me bedtime stories and chase the monsters out from under my bed. I loved him dearly. We lived in a little farmhouse about 20 miles from the nearest town. The house only had one bedroom and no air conditioning, so Uncle Geoff and I had to sleep naked in the same bed, but we didn’t mind. Some of my fondest memories are of me lying on his furry chest and holding him like a teddy bear, our naked bodies rubbing together. He’d laugh, wrap his big, strong arms around me and give me a big kiss goodnight and then we’d lie there like that until we fell asleep.
As I grew older, however, things started to change. Men in my family hit puberty fairly early, so when my balls dropped at ten, I wasn’t surprised. What did surprise me were the intense wet dreams I started having about Uncle Geoff. Some of them were kind of silly, like my uncle washing a car wearing nothing but a thong and a smile; some of them were surprisingly realistic, like the one where I’m lying in bed, pretending to sleep, while he masturbates and fondles my cock and asshole. My all time favorite, however, is perhaps the silliest and most appealing one of all. In this dream, my uncle and I are football players on an unnamed team. We had just scored the winning touchdown and as the other players and fans run off to celebrate, I hang back to congratulate my uncle on a job well done. He pats me on the back and thanks me for helping him score; he’d say that he couldn’t have done it without me, that we won because we persevered as a team, and that he was honored to be my teammate. I’d blurt out that I love him, that I’d always loved him, more than anyone else on this earth. He’d smile, pick me up in his strong arms and tell me that he loved me too, but he was afraid to tell me because I thought I didn’t feel the same. He’d say that I made him feel like the happiest man in the world and that he would love me until the day he died. Then he’d kiss me passionately, his hands fondling my virgin asshole. I would groan in ecstasy and beg him to fuck me, fuck me hard! A sly smile would cross his face, and he’d take my throbbing cock in his hand and milk it like a cow’s teat. My cries of lust would spur him on, until he’d rip off our uniforms and take me, right there on the football field. I had this dream the most often, and I would always wake up in a puddle of cum with a throbbing boner that wouldn’t go away until I’d rubbed one out.
After a few weeks, I finally decided to tell him about all of this. He’d always raised me to believe that love in all its forms was perfectly natural and that we, as sexual beings, should explore our desires instead of shying away from them. So I waited for a few days, partly for the opportunity to arise and partly because I was afraid of how he might react. I guess I was also worried he might me mad at me or ashamed of me for having these feelings for him. Finally, one evening, Uncle Geoff and I were sitting on the couch when I decided to tell him everything. “Uncle Geoff,” I asked, nervously, “can I ask you something?” “Of course, buddy.” he answered warily, “Why, is something wrong?”
“Maybe, I don’t know. It’s just that, ever since I turned ten, I’ve been having these weird dreams.”
A worried look shot across his face. “What kind of dreams? Nightmares?” he asked.
“No, they’re not nightmares. They’re . . . wet dreams.” I whispered.
“That’s fine, buddy, every man has wet dreams. It’s just a part of growing up!”
“I know, but . . . I’m having wet dreams about you!” I clasped my hands over my mouth in shock. I hadn’t meant to blurt that entire sentence out, especially not to Uncle Geoff!
“Oh,” he said after a brief pause, “I see.” I blushed as tears filled my eyes. “Hey, wait a minute!” Uncle Geoff exclaimed as he reached over and hugged me. “Please don’t cry! You can’t help what you dream about.” “I know!” I wailed as I buried my face in his shirt, “but *sniff* I feel bad, because you’re my uncle and I feel like I shouldn’t be dreaming about you, *sniff, sniff* but every time I see you or think about you, I keep think about those dreams and get all hard and, and . . .” I was crying so hard that I couldn’t talk. Uncle Geoff didn’t say anything; he just hugged me until my sobs died down and told me that you can’t help how you feel and that he loved me no matter what.
After a few minutes he grabbed some Kleenex, cleaned me up and gave me a big kiss on the forehead. “Feel better?” He asked. I nodded and thanked him for understanding. “No problem, buddy,” he said with a smile. “I have one question for you, though. What happens in those dreams?”
“What do you mean?” I sniffled.
“I mean, what do I do that’s so exciting?”
“Well, I don’t know, sometimes you do silly things, like wash a car with no clothes on or act all sexy while you shower, but sometimes you do stuff, like kiss me.”
“Okay, and how does that make you feel?”
I was surprised. I couldn’t believe he was actually asking me this. “I don’t know . . . strange I guess, and I get all hard.”
He put his hand on my crotch and started rubbing it. “Do you like it?”
“Yes.” My breath caught as his hand massaged my growing boy-cock. “I like it a lot!”
“Do you want to try it?” he said as his face moved closer and closer to mine.
I was half swooning. “Try what?” I answered groggily.
“Do you want to kiss me?”
“Oh, yes please, Uncle Geoff! I want to more than anything! Kiss me Uncle Geoff!”
“Please, call me Daddy,” he said as he pulled me in close and kissed me full on the mouth. A rush of heat coursed through my whole body as his mouth touched mine. I moaned deeply in the back of my throat as Uncle Geoff’s tongue forced its way into my mouth. He grabbed me by the waist and pressed his muscular body up against mine while I rubbed my ass against his crotch. I practically tore off our shirts and wrapped myself around him as we kissed passionately. His hands lightly toyed with my nipples before they moved down my back and grabbed my ass, gently kneading it and fingering my hole through my pants with animal intensity. I was so excited I almost came right there, but Uncle Geoff took notice and eased off before I creamed in my shorts. “Save that for later,” he said with a wink, “we’ll need it.”
We stayed like that for a few minutes until finally, he broke the kiss. “I’ve wanted to do that for a long time,” he announced, “and I intend to do a lot more than that, too.” I giggled in spite of myself; I had never kissed anyone on the lips before, especially not a man. “What’s so funny?” Uncle Geoff asked. “Sorry,” I muttered, “it’s just . . . you’re my first.” A slow smile crossed his face and I almost fainted. “So I’m you’re first, huh?” I nodded as his index finger trailed down my chest towards my woody. “I’m you’re first love, first kiss, you’re first man. . . I like that.”
I cried out when he reached my boner. “Well, somebody really enjoyed that.” He said as he yanked down my pants and grabbed my throbbing dick. I gasped as he started gently fondling my shaft and balls with his big, meaty hand. “You’re quite a grower, son. How big is it, five, six inches?” “Three, sir,” I groaned as he jerked me off. “Mmmm,” he moaned, “just the way I like ‘em!” And he took me in his mouth. A million explosions went off in my head and my whole body shuddered as his tongue raped my cock. He stopped licking only to jerk me off and suck on my balls. I felt like I’d died and gone to heaven; I’d never experienced this level of pleasure in my life. A strange pressure started to build in my loins and I gripped the couch to steady myself. “O my god, I’m gonna . . . gonna c-cum!” I sputtered, unable to breathe, “Oh, god, make me CUM, Daddy!” Uncle Geoff smiled up at me as he pulled my shaft out of his mouth and fondled my prick. “Cum for me, baby, yeah,” he teased as he mercilessly worked my shaft and balls, “spew your boy cream all over my face!” I couldn’t take it anymore; the pressure was too strong! I let out a mighty roar as I came, shooting what felt like bucket loads all over Uncle Geoff’s eager face. Jizz slapped his cheeks and forehead, coating them with my spunk. His outstretched tongue caught the rest and he swallowed it eagerly.
My screams of delight whipped Uncle Geoff into a frenzy. “Oh, yeah, that’s my boy,” he groaned excitedly, “shoot that hot load on your Daddy! Make him your BITCH!!! Yeah! Make Daddy your CUM SPONGE, you WHORE! Yes!” I collapsed in a heap on the sofa, exhausted from the heavy suck session. Some of my boy-jizz dripped down his face and collected near his lips and chin. Uncle Geoff licked it off his face with a moan and a sweet smile.
Then he stood up, tore off his pants and unleashed the 12 inch monster that I’d been dreaming of for so long. “Oh, I’m gonna fucking cum, baby!” He beat his meat at an alarming pace, stopping only to lube up his hand. “Lean back,” he ordered, laying me down flat on the couch, “I’m gonna shoot on your chest.” My aching cock stood straight up as his orgasm began to build. “You want it? Huh? You want Daddy’s hot fuckin’ load?” “Oh yes, Daddy,” I begged, “Give me your hot cum! Please!” His whole body tightened as he reached his climax. “Oh, fuck I’m coming, oh fuck, oh FUCK! Uh, uh, UHHH! OHHHHHHHHHHHHH SHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIT!”
He shot eleven times. His cum splattered my chest, my face, my cock, the couch, everywhere. I swallowed what I could, but some spilled out of my mouth and dribbled down my neck. After Uncle Geoff finished draining his balls on my naked body, he collapsed on top of me, pinning me to the sofa with his hairy body. “That was . . . amazing! I’ve never had an orgasm like that before,” he said, panting like he’d run a marathon, “you’re one hot little stud, baby doll.” “You were good, too, Uncle Geoff,” I said sweetly. “Let’s clean this off,” he said as he licked me clean. My cum was still stuck to his face, so I grabbed him by the hair, pulled his face up to mine and licked it off before locking him in a lurid kiss. Kissing my uncle while the taste of my seed mixed in our mouths was the most erotic thing I’ve ever done. We broke the kiss and just lay there, staring at each other and muttering sweet nothings.
Uncle Geoff stood and picked me up. “We should get to bed.” “Do we have to?” I mumbled, still catching my breath. “Yes, buddy, it’s getting late and we have stuff to do tomorrow.” “Can we do this again?” I asked as he carried me to our room. “Sure, baby. I’d like that.” He gave me one quick kiss and then lay me down on our bed, where I quickly fell asleep.
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