The Awakening Chronicles (Chapter 1)
join a man thrown into a world of fantasy with a Genie, demons, and many other creatures.
join a man thrown into a world of fantasy with a Genie, demons, and many other creatures.
Hi!! This is my very first posted story, comment if you like it. And dont be afraid to critize the work. Also any suggestions would be helpful!
Chris from the previous story is back, and seeking revenge for his sister, whose boyfriend raped her
My name is Chris, i’m 18. One day, I went over to my friend Alex’s place, because his dad was out and he was feeling bored. Alex is a small guy with curly blond hair, and he loves to play playstation more than anything. So I knocked on the door and it was quickly answered by Alex. He was standing there in a plain white t-shirt and jeans. “Hey man”, “hey Chris” he replied, “come” he beckoned for me to come inside with him, so we went inside and I stood in the middle of his living room while he jumped straight on the couch to his paused playstation game of tekken. He looked up at me, expecting me to sit down beside him, so I took off my jandals and walked around and sat beside him. “You wanna play 2-player?” he asked, “sure”, i replied. So we began playing tekken, him in his little white shirt and me in my blue shirt. I was also wearing my black, knee-long board shorts which always rub against my cock, giving me huge erections when I don’t want them. So after 10 minutes of playing, I had started losing concentration of the game, and thinking about Alex, I had always secretly wanted to fuck Alex, his small naked body rubbing close to mine while i suck and lick his juicy cock. It was a deep desire, I tried to hide it, but the more I thought about him and I fucking, the bigger my cock grew. It became trapped in my pants, I started thinking of the times in maths a few years ago, when he would always tell me that he would suck off my knob in the toilets after school, I got the hugest boners just thinking about it. I pretended we were just joking about it, but deep down i wanted to fuck him. My cock was fully grown inside my shorts by now, pushing against the material. I tried pushing it down subtly with my elbow, but that just made it stand up more. I looked over at him, he was fixated on the TV, trying to win the game, I then looked down at the small bulge in his shorts, he kept glancing over at me and his eyes dropped down to my pants. I saw his lips twitch into a smile. He turned back to the TV and paused the game. He then shuffled closer to me on the couch. He then said quietly, “You look so hot in those shorts, I’d like to suck you long and hard until your dick is throbbing and red”. By this point I didn’t know if he was kidding as usual, or being serious. Either way, I was becoming rock hard as my massive boner pushed at the material of my shorts. He bit his lip in a really erotic way and looked down at my boner and then back up at my face, he reached over slowly with his hand until it was just hovering over my bulge. I wanted him to touch it, rub it, lick it. But he had never done it before, even the times when I thought he would. I spread my legs apart a little bit more, and then what he did next came as a shock. He reached down and grabbed it! I thought to myself “Oh my god, he’s actually serious”. I began to moan as he rubbed my huge bulge, massaging it with some force. My cock was huge now, it was extremely tender and I moaned gently as he stroked my dick. He then started to reach down my pants and into my underwear, my whole body twitched as I felt him grab my bare cock in his small hand. “Oh, Alex, we shouldn’t be doing this…” I managed to moan as he started to jack me off beneath my shorts. He just smiled. Then he took his hand out and furiously pulled off all of his clothes, leaving him standing there completely naked with his hard cock pointing upwards at my face. I was frozen to the spot, unsure whether to tell him to stop or to fuck him, so I sat there waiting to see what would happen next. He then knelt by my feet and pulled my pants down just enough so he could get my cock out, I took the weight off my ass so I could help him pull my shorts off, then, I pulled my shirt off as he took my giant prick in his hands. He rubbed it up and down for a while and then put it in his mouth, It felt so good, I could hardly believe what was happening. I had only ever kissed a girl before, and now here I was getting sucked off by one of my mates. He sucked long and hard as I was writhing on the couch, I put my hands behind his head to help his mouth take in my rock hard cock. “Please… Stop…” I said feebly to him, secretly hoping he would carry on. He took no notice of what I said and began to suck even harder, “No, please… we shouldn’t be doing this…”. He kept on licking and sucking my cock until it felt like it was ready to explode, so then I pulled his head off my crotch and pushed him backwards onto the soft carpet. He lay there, knees pointing up, dick hard and ready, and his tongue licking his lips. I could stand it no longer! I leaped onto him like an animal and put his dick in my mouth. In, out, in out, I kept going like a machine, sucking like i had never sucked before. His slimy cock in my mouth felt so good as I worked my cock with my other free hand. When he was just about to cum, I turned around and put my ass on his dick, he grabbed my hips and worked his cock into my ass. He pushed his hips into it while I came down onto it, feeling it penetrate my hole. It felt tight inside me, we were pushing and pulling his cock in and out of me for a few minutes until I got used to it, then I moved my ass quicker up and down, up and down, vigorously pumping his cock in my ass. It felt so good, I never wanted it to end. Soon, he moaned up at me “Oh man, I think I’m going to cum!”. I didn’t want him to cum inside me, so I pulled his cock out and turned back around, his thick cock was throbbing wildly and looked so juicy I could almost eat it. I didn’t care that it had just been up my ass, I just grabbed it and shoved it back in my mouth, I worked it in and out, sucking it like a vacuum cleaner, licking up the precum coming from his tip. He began to moan loudly and was pushing his hips up and down in time with my mouth taking in his cock. “Aaaaaaarrgghh!!!” he moaned as a hot, sticky load of juice got pumped into the back of my throat. I quickly swallowed it and resumed sucking his juicy stick. I wanted to get every last drop out of it. A few sucks later, he lay back panting while I lay on top of him grinning, feeling his whole sweaty, smooth, wet body with my fingers, letting my cock rub up against his. I felt another urge coming on… I grabbed his body and turned him over so he was propped up on his hands and knees in the doggy position. The urge was unbearable, my penis was throbbing violently while I positioned myself ready to take him. I didn’t hold back, I shoved my cock deep inside his hole while he cried out in pain and pleasure, I shoved it in and out, humping him like a horny dog, fucking him how I always imagined, and it felt so good! I pumped my cock into his tight little virgin hole so that we were both gasping for breath, sweating on each other, rubbing and fucking like I had never thought possible. All of a sudden, I needed to cum, I fucked harder and harder to make a good explosion, I pumped like a jackhammer, letting my balls slap against his as I thrust deep inside him. Oh the ecstasy! I could feel my balls tighten as a huge load worked up inside my cock, all of a sudden I could control it no longer! I let it loose and squirted my cum like a hose inside his ass, we pumped harder to get all the juice out until we both collapsed on the floor on top of each other in a pile of sweat and cocks. I have to say, I need to play playstation more often!
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Hey all just an edit of my recent story, changed to have paragraph format for easier reading and a couple of minor adjustments here and there
This is a Role Play I did on another site that I decided to post on here đ tell me what you think, and PM me if you would like to Role Play something similar or even continue this story <3
My intro to man sex. Part 1 ( if liked will continue)
I wrote this to show that this story is better the stuff I wrote when I was 14 (i.e. the rest of my portfolio to this point)
A very dark night at a county fair for a very unlucky and unfortunate teenager. This story is not for the faint of heart or those who read pornographic erotica for the lovey dovey stuff.
It’s getting crazy in here….but hopefully you’ll go with the flow…..sans clothing.
Don’t mind my grammatical errors if there is any just gocis on the story ahead of u
Well it is no longer the first night in hellâŠbut what the hell. Iâll stick with the Title if you all will humor me. Let me know what you thinkâŠwhere I should take this next. There is so much openâŠI could take this story to so many different levels Iâd like some feed back on where you think this story should goâŠwhat direction? Should Mommy dearest and Sister come in to play with the boys? Should I have Jason sell Samantha and go in that direction? Or leave her here to continue the play between Jason, Mark and John? You tell me…
Chrissy stepped off the bus; finally she was home from that hell of a school and to top it off she wouldnât have to go back there at all. She was done, graduated and everything. Finally. Shaking her head and taking her long black hair down out of the librarian like bun she had it she smiled as it fell down her back in one long straight shot. Chrissy didnât even realize the men that ogled her, she was very na? for an 18 year old, having spent her whole childhood and what little of an adult life she had in the catholic school, and she wasnât around many guys. She straightened her white button up shirt and smoothed the lines in her stripped uniform skirt. Chrissy was still wearing her uniform from the school, plaid skirt, button up white shirt, knee high socks and the black saddle shoes. She felt childish, but unbeknownst to her the men around her were positively drooling over her. Her breasts were well formed, pressing against the shirt, at least a âCâ cup, her stomach flat and hips nicely curved. Her thighs and calves were nicely toned, she was gorgeous and she didnât even know it; innocence oozed from her. Chrissy had the same brilliant green eyes as her mother and older sister, Samantha.
Frowning she looked around, Samantha was supposed to be here to pick her up; but she didnât see her. Shrugging, she just figured that Sam had gotten caught up with her newest boyfriend, like always. Chrissy didnât quite understand that; never having a boyfriend herself but she hoped to change that. She wanted to understand, she wanted to experience it all. Picking up her single black suitcase she began the walk down the brick pathway towards the taxis.
âHey baby. Want a ride?â One drunken man winked at her. Chrissy shied away shaking her head.
âNo, no thank you sir.â She said blinking, backing away from him. She didnât like the way he looked at her. As if she was placed on sale at a meat Market.
Refusing to let him ruin her otherwise good mood, she continued on her way. Stopping when she came to the long line of taxis. Glancing around she sighed, it appeared almost every one was taken by another passenger off her train. She shook her head and began walking down the walkway, determined to find an open taxi to get her home.
âHey, miss! You lookin for a taxi?â A young man with sandy brown hair and friendly brown eyes called out. He grinned at her underneath a Cubs ball cap.
âYes, I was. But it appears they are all taken.â Chrissy said dejectedly.
âNot all.â He winked at her, slyly. âI happen to be a driver ofâŠ.wait for itâŠyes a taxiâŠand not just any taxiâŠan open taxi.â
âAre you now?â Chrissy smiled. She liked this guy. He looked to be in his early twenties or mid. He was friendly and she liked the way he looked. He was tall, had to be about 6â2 or taller, the man looked like he worked out.
âYup, and I happen to be waiting on the first pretty girl I find to offer a ride to. And your it. So how about it? Iâll take you anywhere you want to go.â He said offering her his arm. Chrissy laughed.
âOk. How about home?â
âHey thatâs an easy one.â He winked again. âMy name is Mark.â
âIâm Chrissy.â She smiled, thinking that she just may have to thank Samantha for not showing up.
âPleasure to meet you. Here we go; this is my hack, climb in. You can sit in the front if you like. It isnât often I get such pleasant company for a drive.â Mark opened the passenger door and waited for Chrissy to climb in, shutting it softly behind her. He quickly placed her suitcase in the trunk and then jumped into the driverâs seat. âSo what music does the Lady listen to?â
âWell anything beside Catholic music, please.â She laughed the sound soft and musical in itself.
âHow does Jimmy Buffet sound?â
âI never heard of him.â She shook her head. âBut Iâm willing to listen.â
âGreat. I love olâJimmy; Iâm a regular Parrot Head myself.â Mark confided in Chrissy. âMy pa loved him and passed his love to me.â
Chrissy smiled and listened as a soft almost island sounding music weaved its story of a âJolly Manâ. âI like the music. Its soft, not invading like a lot of the music that is popular anymore.â
âMy thoughts exactly.â Mark nodded. âSo, where am I off to?â
â4568 E. Whitmore St.â Chrissy gave him her mothers address.
âThat shouldnât take too long. Too bad, here I was hoping you lived across town.â Mark sighed, disappointment rang in his voice.
âWhy?â
âSo I could spend more time with you.â He wolfishly grinned at her. Chrissy laughed.
âYouâre too much.â Chrissy laughed, trying to flirt back with him.
Mark sighed. âWell I guess I can hope for at least for some bad traffic or something.â
~~~~~~~~~
Some distance away, in a secluded mansion Chrissyâs sister wasnât having such a grand time. She was now laying flat on the bed, on her back. Samantha still had a large dildo up her ass and pussy both vibrating and rubbing her raw. She had been here for, who knows how long. She had lost track of the time some time ago. Samantha knew it had to be awhile though, her nipples and pussy had stopped hurting from the piercings and the burn they placed on her had healed up, without infection. Although she still clung to the hope of a savior. Sometimes in her dreams she would picture a knight coming to her rescue like in the fairy tales. A shinning white knight riding a grand white horse, declaring his love for her; a tear slid down her face, she knew it wouldnât happen. But she couldnât give up hope.
âHow is my beautiful slave doing this day?â Jason entered the room. She had learned his name some time ago, and recognized his voice. Samantha shook her head, she refused to answer.
âWhat should we do today? I am in need of some entertainment. Perhaps bring in a special guest for you to play with? Iâm thinking John, he is ever so eager to play with you.â Jason said in a toying voice, playing with several sex toys on another table. He laughed as he heard the girl suck in her breath. He knew the man scared her.
âN-no please.â She whispered, no longer having the gag on her.
âThen what shall we do? I need some form of entertainment; and you will provide it for me. Give me ideas.â Jason said leaning against the wall looking at his newest sex slave lying naked on the table spread eagle. It was a pleasing site.
âI-I donât knowâŠplease not him.â
âNot good enough.â
âI-I will do anything you likeâŠbut please not him.â Samantha screamed as the man turned as if to leave the room. He paused, turning slightly.
âAnything?â
âYes.â She nodded.
âI will release you from your bonds. I will lie down on that bed; you will suck me, and fuck me, riding me. The whole time you will moan and enjoy the actions. You will bring me to climax and then swallow my seed and then thank me for the opportunity of such of an honor.â Jason said walking up to stand next to the woman, toying with her piercings. âOr I can call John in, he would love to fuck that nice of yours.â
âI-IâŠIâll do it.â Samantha whimpered as the tears began to fall.
âGood girl.â Jason nodded with a smile. He quickly released her arms and her ankles. She sat up, not even bothering to cover self. He watched as she rubbed her wrists. âCome now. You will undress me, before we begin to play.â
Samantha looked up at him, taking a deep breath she stood, swaying slightly. Jason stood still watching her. The idea excited him, the woman fucking him and sucking him like she wanted to, even though every fiber of her being fighting against this. She reached up with shaking hands to unbutton his shirt. She did it slowly, which only excited him more, he knew she was trying to kill time before she had to fuck him. He was ok with that for now. Finally all of his buttons on his shirt was undone, she reached up and gripped the top of shirt, careful not to touch him, and slipped it off. It fell to the floor, pooling behind him. She gulped, her hands shaking even worse as she reached for his belt. Jason smirked; the girl was still refusing to meet his eyes. She finally got his belt unlatched and pulled it free, letting it fall to the ground. Taking a deep breath she braced herself and released her breath with a whimper. Her hands grazed his lower stomach and he sucked in a breath as she fought with the latch, when it was free she unzipped him and pushed his pant down. He stepped out of them, closer to her; she took a step back in reaction.
âThe boxers too.â Jason stated firmly as she fought against the action. âNow.â
She reached forward and pushed them down, roughly. Jason lashed out and slapped her hard, sending her to the ground. âYou will never try to hurt your master, every action will be delicate. Stand up; we are going to the bed. You will use that mouth of yours on me.â
Samantha watched as the man leaned back onto the bed, his eyes continued to watch her, he cocked his fingers at her and she kneeled on the bed beside him. Gulping she glanced at his man cock. It was still not fully hard, but long and getting thicker by the moment.
âLick it.â He ordered, his voice growing more demanding. Samantha glanced at him and licked her lips. Bending she kissed the tip of the cock.
Resigning herself to the job, and trying to keep that other monster away from her she decided to try to at least please the man. Perhaps he would let her go if she pleased him, let her go home. She suckled him and bobbed her head on his dick. Using her hands on him she attempted to make him cum, before he wanted to fuck her. She moaned, as he wanted, as if she wanted this. Jason laced his fingers behind his head and watched the beauty sucking him; he could tell she was trying to make him cum. But that wouldnât happen not yet. Her mouth felt like soft wet velvet, clinging to him, milking him. He released a deep moan of pleasure and arched his hips. Finally he had enough, sitting up he watched as she released his dick. It was finally hard and thick. She had prepared it nicely.
âRide me.â Jason said half reclining on the bed. Samantha blinked at him. âDo it.â
Samantha cringed, and felt like crying but there were no tears left. The man was holding his dick with one of his hands. âI-I am not wet. It will hurt.â
âYou should have been preparing yourself.â Jason stated, humor dancing his eyes. âIf you ask nicely I will prepare you. Ask me to lick you, tell me you want it.â
Samantha shook her head, she couldnât do that, and she wouldnât.
âThen fuck me. Ride me. I donât care if you are dry or wet. Your pussy will feel great either way.â Jason shrugged. âWhen youâre bleeding and ripped, Iâll send John into you.â
âNo!â
âHe is the one with the healing touch.â Jason laughed.
âP-please, I-IâŠI wantâŠâ Samantha stumbled over the words.
âYou want what?â
âI wantâŠI want you toâŠpleaseâŠâ Samantha shook her head. âPlease I want you to lick me.â
âWhere? Where should I lick you?â Jason asked with a raised eyebrow.
âMyâŠpussyâŠâSamanthaâs shoulders fell defeated.
âLay down.â Jason said rolling onto his side still playing with his cock. He watched as she lay down on her back and spread her legs.
Jason crawled over her and covered her body. âTell me what I should do to you. Tell me what you want and I will do it.â
Samantha was tempted to ask for her release, but knew that would only serve to piss him off. She nibbled on her lower lip.
âYou donât want anything? Should I just push my cock into you and fuck you?â
âNo, please kiss me.â She closed her eyes against this. Samantha felt his breath on her lips before she felt his mouth. He was gentle at first, licking her lips and softly kissing her as a boyfriend would the first time. He nibbled on her lower lip, pulling softly. She opened her mouth to his awaiting tongue, and felt him invade. Licking and exploring her open mouth. Licking her teeth, her tongue and mouth, finally he moved back and waiting for her next request.
âWell?â He asked, enjoying this mind game.
âTouch me.â
âWhere?â
âMyâŠbreastâŠribsâŠstomachâŠâ Samantha shuddered.
âJust touch?â Jason asked reaching up and toying with one of her boobs.
âAndâŠâ
âAnd?â
âUse your mouth.â
Jason laughed, knowing that she was broken at least mentally now. She was not even crying. He leaned in and kissed her neck, nibbling down her shoulders, all while gently rolling her piercing between his thumb and fore finger.
~*~*~*~*
Chrissy laughed at what Mark had said. She was enjoying this ride. He was funny, charming and witty. Not to mention good looking. She scowled as he turned down the street her mom lived on.
âAlmost there.â Mark stated glancing at her.
âI know.â She sighed.
âWell I have an idea. Why donât we drop off your suit case and go get some coffee or something?â Mark asked as he pulled into the drive way.
âWellâŠâ Chrissy chewed her bottom lip. Finally throwing all caution to the wind she turned and smiled at him. âOk but on one condition.â
âWhatâs that?â Mark said tipping his head to the left.
âI want you to kiss me.â Chrissy said her face turning a light pink.
Mark laughed and reached over cupping her cheek. He leaned over, Chrissyâs eyes widened and she slowly closed them as he got closer. Finally their mouths touched. Her virgin lips confused and unknowing. His pressed gently against hers, he suckled her lower lip nipping softly at its soft tissues. Mark ran his hand to the back of her neck and pulled her closer. He felt her hands come up slowly working their way up his arms to his shoulders. She moaned softly into his mouth and parted her lips, for him. He licked her lips and darted his tongue into her mouth. Her soft intake of breath was pronounced and he felt her shudder and lean into him further. Mark smiled and pulled back.
~*~*~*~Authors Note: This is a quick add, since I have been busy and unable to add to the story. So please tell me what you think, what direction should I take this. Any idea’s would be welcome. Thank you for reading and commenting. Assuming you will anyway.
âI was not expecting that request.â Mark said softly looking at her wet lips.
âI have never kissed a boy or man before.â Chrissy admitted.
âNever?â Mark asked as if he didnât know. She shook her head. âWow, Iâm honored. This poor taxi guy has never had such a good tip.â
Chrissy smiled. âIâll go throw my suitcase inside and come right back out for that coffee if you still want to go that is.â
âHell yeah I do. Hurry.â Mark grinned. Chrissy nodded and jumped out of the car.
Mark watched as she carried her bag into the house disappeared inside. Quickly he picked up his phone and sent off a text message to Jason. âAll going to plan. Got sister, let me know if I should bring her.â
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This time, Freddy Thomas invites a friend, to help him with young Rebecca’s training. Better yet, looks like daddy gets to have some fun this time two….
Carl goes back to Mr Rogers house to operate his payout
Doris and Jim keep on going
Carl still thinks he is not gay, it is just sex
This is my second story about a very special friendship between a teacher and his young student. As some complained my first was too long I cut this one up in three pieces with three âlevelsâ of cruelty to go with it. Even though the last one is a bit long again, Iâm sure this shouldnât be a bother.
So donât let the cutesy stuff in part I fool you⊠read part II and III to find out đ Enjoy and let me know what you think!
PART I
Evan unlocked the door in the hallway, leading him to his favourite stairs in the house. He enjoyed walking up to the first floor taking him to his bedroom where he spent lazy Sunday mornings reading a good book in his kingsize bed. Next to his bedroom his bathroom was situated, which contained a huge tub where he could lounge for hours. He enjoyed walking up the next stairs taking him up to the attic, which he turned into a small gym to keep his body in shape and his head clear. He could afford his luxurious lifestyle by making a decent living being teacher at a high school for the privileged children of doctors and laywers. But all those stairs could not compare with the stairs leading him down to his basement. The place he loved, but kept well hidden from the world.
He toggled the switch, lighting up a room which was inherently dark, as were Evanâs thoughts as he walked through the room. He let his hand slide over a cold iron table with handles bolted on the surface. The odd piece of furniture in the middle of the room always remembered him of old Frankenstein movies. He looked around, gazing at the leather straps and hooks hanging on the walls. He admired his wide variety of toys laying in neat stacks in the corners. Whips, gags, electric devices and rope decorated three sides of the room.
The last wall was covered with drawings, pictures and photos of women. Many of them were in compromising positions. Some were fully tied up, while others were only gagged. Some had their body decorated with a variety of objects including needles and hooks. However, his favourite picture was a simple black and white A4 paper from a copier. It displayed a young girl, flattened on the glass from the waist up. He smiled contently, grabbing the bottle of wodka and the two glasses he came for, then went back up the stairs. He locked the door carefully and made his way into the kitchen.
He stood in the doorway, looking at the open drawer next to the refrigerator. He couldnât remember leaving it opened. He stepped towards the drawer curiously, looking down on his neatly ordened set of knives. The meat knife was missing. Evan felt a shiver down his spine; he was sure he didnât use it.
âLooking for something?â a sweet female voice he heard ask from behind him, while Evan felt a sharp object pierce into his back. Nevertheless he turned around slowly, facing his attacker. He met the bright blue eyes of a young girl, hidden behind locks of honeyblond hair. In her hand she held the missing meatknife, poking it in his stomach softly. The girl smiled, perfect white teeth formed a breathtaking smile.
âJesus Cassy, how often have I told you not to sneak up on me like that?!â Evan leaned forward to grab the knife from the girl. She didnât push the object further into his body but flipped it around elegantly, handing him knife with the same wide smile. âA couple of timesâŠâ she grinned and jumped on the counter with ease, grabbing the bottle of wodka Evan just took upstairs with him, opening it and putting it to her full pink lips.
Evan leaned forward again and grabbed the bottle, yanking it out of her well manicured hands. âYouâre too young to drink this, you know that.â She rolled her eyes. âAre you going to whine about everything today, Ev? I drink this all the time; I got a fake ID through my brotherâs friend.â Evan walked in front of her, putting his hands on both sides of her long legs, which were only slightly covered by a short pink skirt. âYouâre 16 and therefore too young to drink. As your teacher Iâm supposed to look after you. End of story.â
As her teacher, Evan obviously knew a lot more about her than just her age. Her name was Cassidy van der Sluys, but over the months he decided that âCassyâ was a âcuterâ nickname for her. It was a name which seemed to perfectly fit a pet. She was the daughter of Marcus van der Sluys, a wealthy and very influential Euro-banker. If heâd ever find out his little princess spent more time at his place then she should⊠it was a thought Evan rather did not think of. Her favourite color was pink, -or so he assumed as she wore her clothes and makeup mostly in this fashion. That did not have to mean much though, because most of the snobby rich twats in his class were dressed in pink. They were all the same. No interest in his stories on the Cold War or the Nazi-regime. âHell, why should they?â Evan thought more than once while trying to educate his class on Stalinâs regime as simply as possible. Theyâd inherit their fortunes soon enough – work and intellect were not an issue or interest for many of them.
Cassidy wasnât much of a perfect student either. She was a loud mouth and obviously had a lot of teen power amongst her peers. She turned sixteen last June. He remembered her birthday thanks to the wild mob of jocks barging in on his Monday-morning class to bring Cassidy roses. She was popular, thanks to her many millions and her stunning beauty. The latter was quite a distraction as she sat right in front of him 3 times a week.
âWhat is your obsession with knives anyway?â he asked, while studying the blade of the knife before putting it back in its rightful place in the drawer. Cassidy shrugged. âDonât know, I just like them⊠Maybe that kinda started a couple of years ago when I accidentally cut my brother when we were fooling around. Sharp things are just⊠fun.â Evan stepped back towards the girl again, locking her swinging legs against the cupboards. âYouâre a sick girl, you know that? And we do not say âkindaâ, we say âkind ofâ.â His reply was another grin. âI know, I know⊠so how about that wodka?â Evan laughed. âIâm not giving you any alcohol, young lady!â He laughed even harder looking at her pouty face which had turned to the ground. He gently lifted her head back up with his hand.
âIâll give you someone else if you behave thoughâŠâ She looked back at him, slowly forming a naughty smile. âWhat would that be then, Teach?â Evan felt a spasm in his pants. She hated being called âCassyâ and in return she had named Evan âTeachâ. However, this had the opposite effect. By now she knew his weak spots well. He moved one of his hands towards her leg, crossing over it towards her thigh. She jumped by the ticklish sensation. Evan stopped his exploring and looked at her giggly face with a straight face. âNow Cassidy, sit still or Iâll have to punish you.â She snickered and spread her legs a little wider before holding still. Evan moved his hand towards the near piece of underwear. âGood girl.â
His hands now reached a soft cotton fabric under the skirt. He loved that subtile distinction between the little rich girls and trailertrash. Trailertrash wore cotton wool and cheap elastic bands for thongs. Rich girls felt different⊠they wouldnât settle for anything less than silk and soft, expensive cotton. He wasnât about to waste too much time on a piece of fabric though, knowing what was hidden behind it. He shoved the underwear aside gently.
While indulging Cassidy in a long, deep kiss he not-so-gently forced his indexfinger inside her still fairly dry pussy. She squeeled and withdrew her face from his. âThe fuck?â, she yelled while looking at her teacher slightly pissed off. âCanât you check if Iâm wet first?â He kept his finger well dug inside of her. âThen I suggest you get wet fasterâ he shrugged indifferently. With a fair amount of friction he moved his finger in and out of her slowly. She wasnât about to let him continue to do so for long. Locking her legs she pulled his hand off her body irritated.
Evan didnât justify her defensive behaviour with a reply and simply forced her legs apart again, pulling her towards him harshly. The rough movement caused Cassidy to fall backwards and hit her head on the window. She reached for the pained spot with a groan, while Evan pulled her skimpy top and bra up, revealing a bare chest and a pair of beautiful breasts. She had a C-cup with impeccable round pink nipples which, so Evan already knew, rose to a very decent size when stimulated properly.
He leaned forward taking one of the nipples in his mouth, sucking lightly while moving his right hand to play with the other one. Tweaking it he finally got the reaction he wanted and felt them grow harder and longer by his touch. His sucking got rougher, occaisonally giving a teasing nibble. His left hand went back under her skirt. She had started to lubricate herself now, as his finger slipped in with greater ease than before, causing the girl to gasp. âAre you going to behave now or should I just stop here?â he asked with a sly smile. Her cheeks started to color slightly red. Cassidy nodded and spread her legs wider; answering equally teasing âWill you shut up and fuck me already? I gotta go in 20 minutes.â Evan smiled. âFucking you? You werenât behaving just then, were you? I think Iâll just have to punish you by not fucking you today.â Cassidy shot up with a yell. âWhat? Oh come on! I told you IâŠâ
She didnât get to finish her sentence as Evan interrupted her rudely by a slap in the face. âI think I made my point clear. Now lay back down and stay down, you spoiled little bitch.â She gave him a very distinct âfuck youâ look but remained silent. Evan was surprised by her submissiveness today. He knew her to be quite different. With that thought he felt like stretching his limits – and stretching something else while at it. He put a second finger on the moist entrance, moving it inside of her gently. Cassidy had relaxed her face and leaned on her arms to hold her body up, letting the window support her head while laying back on his kitchencounter comfortably. As Evan moved his thumb up to tease the little round button she let out a soft moan, closing her eyes contently.
This was his queue to test her for today. Without any sort of warning he inserted the other two and forcefully pushed his four fingers inside as far as possible. He felt the edges of her entrance tighten up around his hand. He had been wanting to fist fuck her for a while now, but her vagina was as stubborn as she was herself. His hands werenât small either. He figured that with a good amount of force it should be able to stretch enough to let his entire hand in, but Cassidy had made him pay for every time he tried to use her as a piece of elastic. Today wasnât any different.
Her hand hit him with a loud slap and a coloured print formed on his cheek as she sat up straight. âI fucking told you to stop fucking try to rip me in half, stupid fuck!â Evan rubbed his cheek laughing. Luckily she wasnât as submissive as he thought. âAnd I told you to stop saying âfuckâ so many times.â She rolled her eyes sarcastically while locking her legs again. Evan figured he tested her enough for today. He didnât want her to be late either, as much he liked to have her at his disposal for a longer time.
He kissed her once and rubbed his slippery index finger, which had resided inside her wet pussy moments earlier, on her lower lip. He moved it inside her mouth softly while looking at her determined, warning her silently not to pull off any tricks. She held still. âAre you waiting for a hard copy of my permission? Start sucking.â Closing her lips around his fingers, he felt her tongue dance on his skin, cleaning every last drop of her juices. âGood girl, if I had any stickers I wouldâve given you oneâ he grinned sarcastically. âFuck youâ was the only reply he got. His second offer was of a different nature. âOr shall I eat you out instead?â
He met the eyes of a slightly insulted beauty who kept her mouth shut. âSay it.â Evan said mockingly. He had too much fun seeing her a whole lot less cocky as she was during the week in class. Cassidy sat up straight and stretched her arm, digging her nails in his skull and pushing his head down in silence. He decided to oblige and fell to his knees. He teased her enough for now. Pushing up her skirt, he forced her to lay back so he was able to slide off her underwear. He loved the smell and heat which came his way. âThe only part of her which is sweetâ he thought with a grin before moving his face closer.
He kissed her thighs before moving to the side to kiss her clit. He did so again, this time sucking it a little. He continued to kiss the rest of her pussy, contently licking off the juice left behind on his lips. He loved her taste and he wanted more. Evan let his tongue slide out his mouth moving it over the length of her pussy up towards her clit. He straddled her thighs, seeing more moist escape the little hole and her lips turning deep red. Moving back in, he started licking and sucking her clit more, while moving two fingers back in and out.
Evan knew he had to work her a little faster than usual, as they had about 10 minutes left before she had to leave. He had enough confidence in himself to still give her a mindblowing orgasm within that time. His motions became rougher. He heard Cassidy moan equally louder while her breathing sped up. He could vaguely see how she started to caress her breasts and nipples. He felt his cock push against his pants painfully and cursed himself for not obliging to fuck her. But he had to be strict. After all, he had to teach the little bitch whose boss.
His suction turned stronger while he let his tongue move little circles around the swollen little bud. She spasmed everytime he crossed the button. He felt wetness slide down his fingers and he was positive some was dripping on his clean kitchen floor. Cassidy was moaning loud enough for anyone in the house to hear, luckily they were the only ones in. ÂŽCome already, damn bratâ Evan growled at her in his mind while slamming his fingers inside of her, moving to her g-spot.
It had the wanted effect. Evan felt all her muscles tighten around his fingers just before another stream of wetness escaped her during an orgasm, which could have easily been heard by the neighbours with the amount of noise she made. He licked up the remaining juices, swallowing them contently before moving away from her. Cassidy lay back on the counter for a moment catching her breath again. Evan took a clean kitchen towel and threw it on top of her. âClean yourself upâ he yelled back while grabbing both of their coats in the hallway.
When he came back Cassidy sat up straight, rubbing the cloth over her still red and pleased pussy. She threw the soiled towel back at him teasingly. He caught it but let it fall down; he had more to clean up from the floor later anyway. She got off the counter and stepped back in her underwear, then straightening her clothes. âHurry it up, will you? You said you had to leave quarter to and itâs now nearly ten to, because of your little beautysession.â Cassidy ignored his nagging. She put her hair back up in a neat ponytail using the window for a mirror before turning to him.
âCan you drive me to ballet class? Else Iâm going to be lateâŠâ she pouted. Evan smiled, he saw that one coming. âSure. Letâs go.â He put on his coat which he took out together with hers, seen as he already expected her to ask him for a ride. He turned in the doorway to see what took her. He caught her gulping down a big sip of the wodka he had put away for her earlier. She met his punishing eyes with another breathtaking smile and walked past him towards the door. He followed her, rolling his eyes.
Besides the casual sex, Evan en Cassidy shared an extraordinary friendship. Which had started in any even more extraordinary wayâŠ.
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young white girl lost her virginity to the strange old man in India.
I wrote this for a girl I was courting. It didn’t work. Still, she enjoyed it….
Things go wrong and in a hurry…
A girl met her new boyfriend
Jerry fucks up while he’s in prison, and pays a HUGE price…
The second installment in the Taking her story.
Carmen Fox was sitting in her dark bedroom with the laptopâs glow the only source of light. Her hip-length, straight, jet black hair was splayed around her and she knew her light blue eyes reflected the laptopâs light. She hadnât been busy doing anything since Ross broke up with her. Now she spent the majority of her days doing this. Surfing the internet and visiting websites like Google, Facebook, and other various things. She was currently on Facebook.
Perhaps it wouldnât hurt anything to visit his page? He wouldnât be able to tell she was visiting his page, and it could only be this once. She decided on clicking on his name and casually browsing his wall. He never deleted her as a friend, so it was nothing she hadnât see-.
What the hell is this? She thought. Her eyes were not deceiving her. His page said in a relationship with Sage Adkins. She couldnât help herself. She clicked on her name and was relieved when her profile wasnât private.
From what she could tell, this Sage bitch was a curly headed blonde with fake boobs and a perky personality. Ross hadnât even broken up with her two days ago; which means he either left her for this bitch, or he was having an affair and chose the new girl. God dammit, she was younger too. Thatâs such a clichĂ©. Carmen wasnât old. She was only in her early thirties, but Ross was older than her and this new slut of his was twenty-six. Oh look. The little trend-follower was bi-sexual too.
This called for revenge.
The next night, Carmen put on a black v-neck t-shirt, so she wouldnât be seen in the night, and dark denim shorts that would allow her to move her legs around when she went over to his house. There was no need in abandoning all of her fashion sense, so she put on some black, peep toe heels too. She planned on destroying his black Escalade that he loves so much. Nothing he can complain about to insurance, but enough to piss him off as much as he did her.
As she pulled up to her exâs house, the lights coming from inside told her sheâd have to be quiet. So she grabbed her bottle of white nail polish and slowly approached his black escalade. She doodled signs like middle fingers and cocks on all the other windows and some the doors, then she saved the best for last as she wrote âJerk-mobileâ in big letters on the back window and then went around to climb on the hood so she could write, âI like sluts, not womenâ so big that it covered the entire front window.
She gracefully hoped off the hood and glanced in the window for safety and did a double take when she saw Ross on the white couch that heâd made out with her on so many times. He was in the same position, but this time it wasnât her straddling him and kissing his lips. It was Sage.
She couldnât help herself then. Curiosity pulled her to the window so she could look at the two of them better. She looked at him first out of longing. She could only see the back of him, but his brown hair was as soft and luscious as ever. She could tell just by looking at it. His muscular arms wrapped around her little, yellow sundress. She couldnât make out specific features, but her blonde hair was curled and flowed down past her shoulders. She knew from Facebook that she had blue eyes and a foxy kind of face though.
She was sure now that he was having an affair. No one is slutty enough to fuck on the first date if theyâre looking for a relationship. Not at her age, anyway.
When Sage took a breather, she glanced up casually and Carmen dashes behind the wall and out of sight. However, as their voices grew louder and muffled sounds came from inside the house, she realized she hadn’t moved fast enough, so she started to run to her car for safety.
Heels were a bad idea tonight. She felt Rossâs muscular arms wrap around her waist and lift her into the air. She started to kick and fight him when she realized he was carrying her back into the house with his new slut trailing behind them.
She was plopped on the white, soft couch they were just making out on and he looked into her eyes with that brown, intense stare he got when he was angry and said, âYou fucking bitch.â
She crossed her arms and gave him a sly look.
âWhat were you thinking, doing that to my car?â He demanded.
She didnât answer. She was too pissed, so she just stared at him and made him guess. He must have known she wouldnât just sit by and mope while he got constant sex though.
âReal mature, Carmen,â Ross said as he looked out the window to his precious car that probably meant more to him than both the girls in the room combined. âSage is not a slut,â he claimed.
âSure I am.â
They both turned their heads toward her in surprise. Sage smiled and walked in front of Carmen before she glared at her and said, âI knew he was in a relationship. I knew you were at work while he was fucking me. Iâm a slut,â Sage leaned forward and put a hand on each of Carmenâs bare thighs and added, âAnd I can get real dirty.â
Pure wrath pulsed through Carmen and she slapped Sage across the face with as much force as she could possibly put into the blow.
Ross dashed behind the couch and held Carmenâs hands back, giving Sage full access. âWhat do you even miss about our relationship, huh?â she heard from behind her, âWorking at different times? Living in different places? Having the same sex once every weekend?â
âI think it was the sex,â Sage chimed in. Sage moved forward and stuck her thumb in Carmenâs shorts and played with her lips. Sage giggled and said, âSheâs already wet, just from me kneeling in front of her. Do you want to be pleasured, Carmen?â
Carmen kicked Sage in the chest and hesitated before saying, âDonât say my name.â She was already wet from Ross touching her, not Sage. She needed sex bad.
Sage rubbed her chest with a disgruntled expression and said, âOw, you kicked me with heels on! And that wasn’t a no.â
Carmen narrowed her eyes and said, âSorry; wouldnât want to pop one of your implants. And Iâm not a lesbian.â
âLadies, ladies,â Ross said slowly and calmly, âMaybe we can work something out here.â He sounded really suspicious when he said that. So when Sage smiled, Carmen squirmed out of Rossâs arms and stated, âIâve worked out all I want.â This was getting out of control and she didnât want to be involved in it any longer. âI fucked up your car and now Iâm leaving.â
Of course, why she ever thought it would be that easy was a mystery. Ross grabbed her before she could even lift herself off the couch and he held her down on the soft white sofa so that she was lying down. âSpeaking of my car,â Ross said with a malicious grin, âI think you owe me.â
Carmen rolled her eyes and argued, âItâs just nail-polish, itâll wash off; I donât have to pay you anything.â
âLook at this house,â Sage said, bringing herself back into the conversation, âThe type of car you trashed,â Carmen thought she was being an idiot, stating obvious things, but as she took off her black heels and stared her in the eye, whispering, âHe doesnât want money,â she saw where this was going.
Ross was hovering over her and she could see a bulge in his dark jeans. Sage was kneeling between her legs. Yes, she knew exactly what was on their mind. She didnât want any of it. She may be horny from no sex in the past few days, but she wasnât about to release with her ex and her replacement.
Carmen lost it and was now fighting for freedom as she screamed, âNo! Iâm not fucking either of you.â
Ross put on a faint smile as he grabbed the hem of her black v-neck t-shirt and started to force it off her. Sage simultaneously undid the button and zipper on her shorts, but she figured Ross was a greater threat, so she closed her legs to hinder Sage, but slapped and fought Ross as much as she could⊠to no avail.
Soon, her light skin showed against the white couch and her red bra that covered her natural D-cupped breasts and her matching thong were the main attraction.
She started to panic a little, but Ross held her down again while Sage peeled off her little sundress and kicked off her yellow strappy heels. She quickly undid the clasp of her lacy, strapless bra supporting her D-cups and the slut didnât even have to worry about underwear, because she wasnât wearing any.
She was unwise to fight Ross, because she now weakened herself and Sage held her down easily enough while Ross stripped. The bitch knew what she was doing too. She held both of Carmenâs wrists in one hand, while grabbing the back of her hair with the other. She had to support herself on her elbows, so her bare breasts were pressed against Carmenâs. She used this to taunt Carmen. Since she was bi-sexual, she rubbed their breasts together and made little moaning noises while staring Carmen in her light blue eyes. Allowing Ross all the time he needed to strip off his clothes.
Sheâd seen Ross naked before, though. She knew his prominent six-pack and matching pecs. She knew his dark hair was all over his body, but there wasnât enough to make him look hairy, she definitely recognized his stiff 7 inches of cock when she saw it.
Now that they were both naked, Sage moved down and forced her red thong away from her body while she had no choice but to lay there while Ross approached her and undid her bra. Now that her voluptuous tits and clean shaven pussy were out for the world to see, what would she do, even if she had the chance to get away? She canât go anywhere public, which cancel every place her car would take her.
Ross grabbed Carmenâs hair and put his dick in front of her face. She refused to suck him unwillingly. She pursed her lips and turned her head, despite the pain it caused from her hair. However, as Sageâs tongue flicked her clit unexpectedly, she let out a gasp and Ross took his opportunity to shove all seven inches into her mouth.
She never enjoyed it, but she was always good at deep-throating. Then again, while she didnât like what Ross was doing, she couldnât help but love having Sage eat her out. She wasnât the slightest bit homosexual, but it did feel amazing. Just like if it was a man eating her out. That was the method she decided on using so as to deal with what was happening to her; because she was currently being raped.
Fortunately, as Rossâs balls pressed against her chin with each inward thrust, she could feel they were tightened. He was about to cum. This would be over soon.
Suddenly, Ross pulled out of her mouth and Sage noticed and stopped licking. âMove over here, C.â Ross commanded.
Out of curiosity, she obeyed. Ross pulled her up and put her on her knees in front of the couch. Sage sat in front of Carmen and spread her legs wide, letting it be known what was going to happen next.
Ross grabbed the back of her head in one hand and pushed her forward. She really didnât want this. She didnât care how horny she was, this wasnât going to get her the release she needed. It didnât matter, though. Ross kept pushing until her lips were against Sageâs bare vag. She gave up, thinking it would get this over with sooner.
Suddenly Ross pulled on her hips so that she was still forced to eat out Sage, but her bum was in the air and she knew where Ross was going with this. The tip of his penis touching her lips only confirmed her belief.
Carmen stopped licking when Ross pushed inside of her and started thrusting because a loud moan escaped her lips. Ross was right about having the same sex. She was always only comfortable with missionary, but this position didnât seem to be that bad. Save the vagina in her mouth, of course.
Ross pumped like that until she could tell all three of them were close to climax. Sage came first and Carmen grimaced at the pussy juice as it rested on her chin. She used her hand that was previously keeping her up to wipe it off.
Then Ross pulled out unexpectedly and she looked back to see what was wrong. Something was very wrong. He only pulled out so he could line his dick up with her ass.
âRoss, stop!â she cried. Sheâd lick Sageâs pussy all night to avoid that. He didnât listen though. He just pushed against her ass like it was as flexible as her vag, which it was proving not to be. Sheâd never had anal sex with anyone in her life. Until now.
Ross pushed inside and she felt a pop when he officially entered her. She screamed at the stinging pain as tears welled in her eyes. âRoss, please stop. Ow,â she was whimpering and begging now rather than demanding.
Apparently her agony was enough to make his horny ass listen because he pulled out of her and subtly rubbed her ass as if trying to relieve the pain.
âHold her, will you, Babe?â Ross said before running upstairs naked. Sage didnât hesitate to dominate her by holding her head back against her vag. Now that Ross couldnât protect her, Carmen decided to fight. Naked or not, she was getting out of here.
Carmen bit down on Sageâs clit, causing her to scream and release her hold. She knew Sageâs scream would call Ross to come down faster, so she sprinted to the door so fast her legs burned.
Ross appeared at the bottom of the stairs right in front of Carmen and she bumped into his naked, muscular body. After that, she noticed the bottle of lube in his hand.
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