Reluctance

Uncle Ash: Part 1 + Prologue

After not being wanted by either of her parents following their messy divorce, Lori has to move in with her uncle Ashton. It is not easy though as he is not used to raising children and would rather spend time with his girlfriend than his deadbeat sister’s offspring. If Lori wants to keep living with her uncle, she is going to have to be willing to do things for him that his girlfriend won’t.
If you are here to just read stories about sex, please skip to the section labeled end of prologue.

Oh Brother (Part 3 of 3)

I sit in my world of sexually charged self-pity wondering how or what I did to get myself into this predicament. I squeal loudly as John again pounds his swollen member up into the depths of my wet tight pussy a few times and then relaxes; leaving his cock embedded balls-deep within me. Without moving, I feel the strong shaft throb against my inner walls and the bulbous head pulsate with each heart beat. His arms are still wrapped around my back, holding me in place for my brother’s impending assault on my virgin ass.
Through the frightening thoughts of pain, an excitement is building inside me, an excitement I could not quite define. It is definitely one mixed with fear and anxiety. I still have a tremendous orgasm that is lurking, yet it’s subsided temporarily with the perturbing thoughts of an unknown, but soon to experience penetration. I realize there is no turning back, no escape; it is the inevitable.
I shiver suddenly and feel goose bumps cover my skin as Bryce squirts some sort of lubricant in between the tanned cheeks of my ass. I writhe from the cold sensation as the liquid oozes down over the sacred opening, the entrance to paradise, that is driving Bryces’ desire. Now standing behind me, I feel my brothers strong hands clutch both of my fleshy globes and massage them.
“What a gorgeous ass you have sis. It has been the topic of conversation with a lot of the guys at school. It has caused a number of ‘em to walk through the halls sporting uncomfortable hard-ons in their jeans. Now I see why, it’s fucking beautiful.” Then with a laugh he adds, “It will also be a beautiful fuck.”
Slightly spreading my buttocks apart, Bryce begins rubbing the slippery lubricant around with both of his thumbs. I breathe in deeply and jerk my hips every time they brush up against my puckered anus. Over and over again, to John’s appreciation, the sudden movement causes me to thrust my vagina up and down on his solid erection.
I feel the cool liquid run down the crack of my ass and slowly trickle over the lower lobes of my well spread labia. I’m sure John’s balls are feeling the same sensation as the dripping lubricant sets a course downward. I notice now, that Bryce is much more aggressively caressing my anal opening. His thumbs stop, and in tiny circles, massage the small entrance. Each time, my muscles instinctively tighten to fight off any aggressors. The intruders however are persistent and their persistence eventually pays off.
At first I feel an uncomfortable and unusual pressure as Bryce probes a thumb into my ass. As it inches deeper, the pain grows more intense. As he continues to push his thumb, I feel sweat cover my entire body instantly.
“Aaarrrggghhh my Godddd Bryyyyccce, sttttoppppp, pleeeassseee”, I yell as he abruptly pushes his thumb in. “It hurts way too much” I hiss. I quickly discover that a screaming girl only excites a sexually charged guy that much more. I feel the ball of his first knuckle open the super tight orifice and can only barely imagine, what his monstrous cock will eventually do to my small ass.
I feel Bryce slowly and gently move his thumb and then he bursts out with, “Damn John is that your cock I feel? Slide it in and out.” John replies with quick thrusts of his rippled flesh, sliding it in and out of my wet sheath. “Fuck, it is! It feels like its in Brandi’s ass with my thumb. What a fuckin’ trip.” He continues wiggling his fat digit around in the shallow recess of my bowels, spreading the cool lubricant around completely. After a few minutes of his playful probing, the pain I initially felt subsides and I feel an incredible abundance of pleasure building inside.
Without any further warning my pussy muscles spasm, my body begins to convulse, and I drench John’s cock with a sudden orgasm that seems to come from no where. “Oh yeaaaa Brandi,” bellows John. “Drench my cock with your orgasm. Hell ya, I feel your cum running down the length of my cock and over my balls.” He entices my orgasm on, by fucking his dick up into my love tunnel with powerful and continuous strokes. To meet John’s thrusts, I feel Bryce begin slowly fucking my ass with his thumb. The pain returns as he thumb fucks my butt, but the pleasure of my continued orgasm, helps me cope with it.
After continuing his violation of my ass with his thumb, Bryce decides it’s time to move to the next step. As John continues to slide his prick in and out of my well-fucked pussy, Bryce withdraws his thumb out of my ass. I instantly feel relief, yet at the same time, an emptiness I have never felt before. He moves in front of my face and feeds me his semi-hard cock. I feel the spongy head pass my tongue and push up against the back of my gullet. It instantly begins to grow as my sensuous lips tightly grip the thick stem. Bryce grabs the sides of my head and without notice, pounds his dick in and out of my mouth.
I feel his cock-head drive past my tonsils and descend down my throat causing me to gag with each lunge. Even with the knowledge on how to deep-throat a nice long penis, the sudden plunging catches me off guard. At the same time Bryce drives his monster past my full ovalled lips and into my tight throat, John pounds his own labia-stretching beast up into my tight quim. My muffled screams vibrate the cock fucking my face, which only causes more intense thrusting. Both guys synchronize their pumping action and for the first time ever, two guys are truly fucking me at the same time. I imagine their two cock heads bouncing together inside me as they meet in the center with each jab.
I feel Bryce’s heavy cum-filled testicles slapping against my chin as he fucks my mouth with long complete strokes. The fat spongy head continues to relentlessly slide in and out of my throat, as his once semi-hard cock becomes steel hard. Again I marvel at the sheer size of my brother’s penis; the thickness and strength. I whimper as John continues to slam his thick salami into my tight pussy. My body rocks back and forth between the two boys as they continue their steady thrusts.
Bryce then stops and pulls his erection out of my sucking mouth. He slowly, teasingly wipes the pre-cum that is now seeping from the tip, across my soft pillowy lips. I instinctively lick them and savor the salty treat he left for me. Again he stands behind me and kneads my ass cheeks. Bryce then slowly, runs his finger around my stretched pussy lips where John’s cock deeply penetrates me. Not moving, I feel John’s hard-on throb deep inside.
Bryce moves back around in front of me and I watch as he squirts lubricant onto his solid cock. He takes his hand and massages the liquid all over his shaft and swollen head. His entire dick glistens with the slippery stuff and I lick my lips at the incredible sight. He continues this process until every inch of his manhood is well covered with the lube. He then again walks behind me. I shiver slightly as I feel his thighs bump up against me. His slick, hard, hot cock shaft lies comfortably in the valley of my two ass cheeks. I feel the whole length as Bryce slides the slippery monster up and down the length of my ass crack. He then takes his hands and pulls my buttocks apart.
I jump as he pushes his cock head up against my tight virgin opening. Instinctively I try to pull my ass away from the hard gate-crasher, but John tightens his grip around my back to hold me in place. “Relax baby, it will be fine,” he states, trying to soothe me. Again Bryce pushes his slick cock forward against my anus. I scream out as I open for him, “Arrrghhhhhh my godddddd Bryyyyyce”.
His plum-like head squeezes its way into my ass. The pain is almost unbearable already. My nailed fingers rip into the carpet below John’s naked body and I hiss through clenched teeth. “Noooooo pleeease noooooo, take it out, pleeeeease,” I beg. Instead of pulling out, I feel Bryce push forward, gradually inching his thick shaft inward. “Arrrrrgghhhh it hurtssss, pleeeeease stttttopppp…” My screams for mercy only fuel his excitement. “Just relax sis, it will feel good before you know it,” Bryce states.
I feel the tears well up in my eyes and then slowly overflow and trickle down my cheeks as my brother continues to bury his bone into my bowels. His cock feels more like an arm and fist sinking into me rather than a penis. It feels ten times bigger than I know it is. My ass feels like it is tearing around the edges where the thick shaft is stretching me. Every single movement from both guys cocks now feel magnified, as I experience double penetration for the first time in my life. I search my mind frantically for any thoughts of how this feels good; there are none.
After what seems like hours, I get the relief of feeling Bryce’s pubic hair tickle my ass. The sensation gives me the comfort of knowing his cock is embedded as far as it will go. Pushing completely up against my buttocks, I realize Bryce has his entire nine inches of solid flesh buried in my ass. I scream out as he flexes his cock muscles over and over again, causing his penis to throb deep inside me.
“Oh my fuckin God”, Bryce suddenly yells out. “I have never felt anythin’ so tight.” I feel his cock pulsate within my ass as John begins again to slide his dick in and out of my wet sheath. After a few minutes of savoring the feeling, Bryce slowly withdraws his fat meat until just the tip remains inside. He then slowly pushes back in. Pain again envelopes my entire being as his huge hard rod penetrates my very soul. I scream out loudly for him to please stop but my words echo on deaf ears. I again feel his curly hairs against my ass cheeks. Never in all my life have I been so completely filled by cock. Never has a cock caused me such pain as what I feel now. At the same time, never has pleasure contrasted so greatly with pain as it does now. My juices are saturating John’s member and pouring down his thick throbbing shaft, drenching his balls.
I moan loudly as both guys push their penises into me at the same time. Bryce shifts his position, and now, standing on both feet in a squatted position, straddles my skewered ass. In this position he has much more control over his thrusting. He suddenly begins fucking my ass faster. I feel his long cock slide in and out of my bowels repeatedly.
My screaming mouth is suddenly filled with John’s tongue as he kisses me passionately. Instinctively my tongue mingles with his and swirls around the warm wetness. As Bryce grips my hips with his strong hands, John releases his arms from my back. He now entangles his fingers in my hair and holds my head in place as he continues to kiss me deeply. My muffled screams still fill the room from the heavy pounding my ass is now receiving. John lifts his ass totally off the carpet as he drives his dick into my cunt with more powerful thrusts now. At the same time, Bryce is now fucking my deflowered ass with long steady full strokes. All nine inches of his thick flesh saw in and out painfully as he crashes against my ass cheeks with each shove.
Soon I feel the pain diminish and an unbelievable pleasure overtakes my mind. I find myself lost in a world of absolute ecstasy as these two wonderful cocksmen steer me to my orgasmic destination. As they synchronize their pumping now perfectly, one cock in, one cock out, I feel my body trembling ferociously from my toes up. A sudden rush of heat covers every inch of my skin and I feel my legs go numb as the first of many orgasms hit. My pussy explodes on John’s cock and the juices squeeze out of the tight seal my stretched labia form around his shaft.
I scream out loudly as my orgasm racks my body and turns me into a rag doll. I now realize I am at the mercy of these two powerful men and their two huge cocks. Instead of subsiding, my orgasm just continues. Like an earthquake, my body trembles with many after shocks. John’s cock pistons now with a squishy sound of wet sex as he pounds in and out of my slippery cunt. My muscles contract uncontrollably around his rippled shaft, milking his cock.
Both boys continue their cock thrusting pace, fucking me literally harder and faster and deeper than I have ever been fucked. My pussy and ass, now sore, from the relentless motion friction of the two swollen appendages, almost beg for it to end. At the same time, it feels so good I don’t want it to ever stop. I feel Bryce’s balls slap against my pussy with each thrust of his cock and I just know they contain one hell of load of cum.
Suddenly, the two boys begin to scream and grunt that they are going to cum. They quicken their pace to a blur. Again I feel the pain as their two cock-heads punch at my insides, swelling before their final release. Then as if reading each other’s minds, they both stop as the first explosion from both cocks begin. I feel their hot sticky sperm being powerfully shot up into my bowels and my pussy at the same time. One by one their cocks throb and then the warmth of more semen floods my insides. Continuously I feel them empty their balls inside me. The sensation of both their cocks throbbing at the same time inside my two holes again sets off a mind-blowing orgasm within me.
Unable to hold myself up any longer, I collapse on top of John. My whole body spasms uncontrollably as I strain against the incredible explosive episode occurring within me. In their post orgasmic state, I feel the two, once engorged cocks begin to deflate. Bryce pulls out of my tortured ass and I immediately feel his deposited sperm pour out and run downward. John, with his cock still embedded deep inside my cunt, rolls me over onto my back. He tenderly drives his semi-flaccid manhood in and out of my sticky and saturated pussy.
“I just can’t get enough of you babe”, he says to me. “I don’t want to leave such an incredible feeling.” With that said, he again thrusts his cock in and out of me. He continues a slow and melodic sawing of his semi-hard cock for about five minutes, when suddenly, incredibly, I feel his cock begin to harden. I brace myself for what appears to be another round and wonder how much more of this I can take. My pussy is sore from the massive fucking I have already received from Bryce earlier in the evening and since John. I have never in all my sexual life been fucked like this and wonder if I will be able to walk properly for the next week.
Suddenly John brings my thinking back to him, as he thrusts in and out of me at an unbelievable pace. I look down and see his hips a blur as he bounces his ass up and down, driving his new hard-on into me with the force of a racing piston. He clutches my hips and ass and lifts me up off the carpet while driving his manhood in deeper. Oooooooo myyyyy Gooodddddddd, I wail loudly as the head of his cock tears into my depths. Since he filled my throat and then my pussy each with cum earlier, his staying power is just incredible. He doesn’t slow his pace at all and apparently has no intentions of doing so. He just literally wants to fuck me, hard, fast, and furiously.
That is exactly what he does for the next fifteen minutes straight. His huge cock jackhammers into me until I beg him to please cum. My pussy is just too sore to keep going. After a few more minutes he withdraws his long fat dick out of me and with a few strokes, shoots a small amount of semen onto my belly.
I lie flat on my back, legs spread, arms above my head, unable to move at all. I am literally worn out in every sense of the word. My pussy throbs, my insides ache, my ass hurts and my whole body has tiny spasms racing through it. I have for the first time in my entire life been fucked, and fucked real well, by two men; fucked by two men with big, strong, powerful cocks; pussy destroying cocks, who know exactly how to use them. I am drenched from head to toe with sweat. Cum dribbles out of my ass, my pussy and coats my body. I am a total sexual mess.
As I lie there, body and insides throbbing, my mind cannot help but wander through the evening’s events. I look out the window as the darkened night sky outside is beginning to brighten. I realize that hours and hours have gone by while I deliriously went through every stage of sexual satisfaction. I smile with the thoughts of a fantasy that came true, and a taboo that was met head on. I long to know what lies ahead!

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Uncle Ash: Part 2

It has been over a month since Ash first took Lori’s virginity and he has kept his promise not to assault her again. He instead has found himself a new girlfriend.

Oh Brother (Part 2 of 3)

(Caution: this hot story ends, as a continuation, at a pivotal moment 🙂 )
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A few days have passed since that incredible night under the stars. My brother Bryce has acted like nothing had happened. If I didn’t know any better, I would think the whole thing was a dream. But I knew different. Maybe pretending nothing occurred between us was his way of coming to terms with what really did occur.
My pussy was still sore from the incredible sexcapade in the hot-tub. Jim, my boyfriend, certainly was a fantastic lover, who really knows how to use his equipment, and also defines staying power very well. I always need at least a few days to recuperate from the major pounding I receive from his hefty cock. Even though days had passed, I still had the feeling, whether just in my mind, of two huge cum shooting cocks embedded in my mouth and the other deep up within my wet pussy. I certainly held the fabulous visuals in the front of my mind. The entire scenario of having two cocks buried in me at the same time has always been a fantasy. I never imagined it would really happen, but now that it has, I long for it again. Since that beautiful night, every time I think of it, I get so excited and wet. And believe me, I have thought about it non-stop.
I took a long bubble bath before going to bed and lying there with my eyes closed I replayed that entire night. I saw every fine detail; every inch, every throb, every drop of delicious cum. Soon I was thrusting two fingers knuckle deep into my quim and sucking on two fingers as if they were a throbbing dick. I could not believe how this incident has consumed me entirely. If I don’t act on it soon, I thought, I’d go totally crazy.
Climbing out of the tub, I dried off quickly and threw on my robe. I headed downstairs to get a glass of water, but as I walked past Bryce’ bedroom door, I heard a sound that made me stop suddenly. I quietly placed my ear closer to his door. No it was not the television as I first thought. Instead I heard Bryce saying my name repeatedly. “Yesss Brandi, oh yes…oh yea that’s it Brandi…fuck me sweet sis…” It was barely audible but loud enough to hear every word. I could also hear other sounds that grasped my curiosity. I reached out and turned the doorknob; unlocked, I excitedly learned. Slowly I turned the handle and the door quietly opened. I pushed it ajar about two to three inches. It took only a second for my eyes to adjust to the rooms surroundings.
Bryce lay on his back on his bed, totally naked. His eyes were closed tightly as opposed to mine, which were now open as wide as silver dollars. He had his hand wrapped around the shaft of his cock and he was masturbating slowly. I was mesmerized as his hand slid up and down the length of hard flesh. My eyes were glued to his magnificent hard-on. The swollen purple head glistened with leaking precum. Only did I look away, when his words filled the room. Again he was saying my name intermingled with sexual content. He was fantasizing that I was on top of him and he was fucking me. I instantly felt the tingling sensation between my legs as a watched him. Soon Bryce quickened his pace and started muttering the words “yesss here it comes sis, I’m going to fill your tiny puss full of cum”, he barely got the words out when his hand stopped, held his cock at the base tightly and then let go. His semen shot out forcefully. The first glob went up over his head towards the headboard; the second hit his shoulder. The next few throbs released cum onto his chest and belly. I could see the streams of spunk streak across his tanned chiseled abdomen. His face was twisted almost pain-like as he released his torrent of hot sticky cum. Cum that I, mentally, had caused. I smiled at the thought.
To prevent getting caught spying, I looked once more at my brothers gorgeous cock which was now deflating, and then silently closed the door. I went to bed feeling so naughty and fell asleep with the beautiful thoughts of what I just witnessed.
It was Friday night around 11:00pm when I came home angry. Jim and I had a great night out until we ended up in a stupid argument and I left his house in a huff. My phone was ringing off the hook as I got home, tossed my purse onto my bed and kicked my shoes off. I didn’t answer it however, knowing it was Jim wanting to apologize. I would let him sleep on his rudeness for a night. I quickly disrobed and put on just a T-shirt, as no one was home I didn’t bother leaving on any underwear. I went downstairs to the kitchen fixed a bowl of chips, poured a glass of milk, and then headed to the den to see what was on TV.
Mom and Dad were out at one of Dad’s corporate parties. Knowing they’d be drinking heavily they were to stay the night at the hotel where the event was being held. Bryce had gone out on the girl prowl with his best friend John and I couldn’t help but wonder what lucky girl my brothers’ fat cock was thrusting in to. “Some cheerleader probably”, I stated out loud with envy as I retrieved the remote control and laid back into the couch pillows under an afghan. Somewhere during the episode of “Sex in the City”, I guess I dozed off.
I opened my sleepy eyes slowly at the sudden sexual sounds that filled the now non-lit room and glanced to the television. Two men were screwing a gorgeous blonde kneeling on all fours. I heard my brother and John laughing and crudely commenting on what they witnessed on the screen. By the way they spoke, I could tell that they had been drinking and were feeling pretty good. As I feigned sleep, I watched the movie they obviously bought; “It sure as hell wasn’t cable”, I thought to myself. One guy lay under the girl and was thrusting his cock in and out of her pussy. The second guy was straddling her from behind, holding her long hair like reigns and pounding his huge cock into her ass. The girl was screaming and writhing in absolute pleasure as both slippery cocks slid in and out of the girl’s two overly stretched holes. My mind again started wandering aimlessly, wishing I were that girl. I felt my pussy get increasingly damp the longer I watched. I felt my nipples pressing against the thin cotton fabric of my T-shirt, and with each heavy breath they rubbed gently against the fabric. As the two guys sped up and synchronized their thrusting, I had to suppress my moans as I watched them withdraw their throbbing dicks, then one at a time, spray the lovely girl down with their hot, huge loads of jism.
Bryce broke the sexual ice with his sudden comment, “damn I’d love to do that with my sister”. John just laughed and said, “You are one sick fucker you know that. But I guess having a sister that is as hot as yours, could cause a guy to think that way.” I was smiling at the sweet comments and wondering what I could do to get something started. With the movie, the comments, and all my wicked thoughts, I had become unbearably horny. I had an idea.
After a few minutes, I tactfully and slowly inched my T-shirt up enough that I knew my bare pussy would be in full view, and then, still pretending I was asleep, I tossed and turned slightly, kicking the afghan down just enough to reveal myself. As I felt the cool air of the room suddenly caress the dampness of my womanhood, I knew I was totally exposed.
It was only a matter of a few seconds that I heard the two guys whispering. Barely opening my eyes I saw them looking at my crotch with lustful eyes. Bryce suddenly moved towards me and whispered my name, “Brandi, Brandi, are you awake?” I continued to pretend I was sound asleep. “She is out cold,” he said to John. “She looks so hot man,” he said. They were then whispering too quietly to hear. I kept my eyes closed, knowing they were close to me. The next thing I felt was the afghan being slowly taken away. Then very gently my outside leg was lifted up and draped off the edge of the couch to the floor. I knew my legs were now spread and my pussy was very accessible to anything. I stirred slightly just as someone would that was sleeping.
The next thing I felt took me by total surprise. I felt the wet warmth of a tongue licking my inner thighs. Gently it lapped at my tender skin working its way upward. I felt the hot breath against my now wet pussy and then the tongue slowly slid up the outer edges of my excited lips. I did everything I could to not moan out loudly. I felt the tip of the tongue push, gently pry me open, and then slither its way into my tight opening. No hands or fingers were touching me at all, just a tongue. Oh but what a talented tongue it was. Embedded deep inside me now, wiggling artistically around, it lapped at my inner walls. I opened my eyes just slightly to see that it was my brother who was tongue lashing me with such perfection. Out of the corner of my eye I could see John standing, watching, and rubbing the crotch of his jeans.
I felt my hips involuntarily begin to swivel slightly and quiet moans escaped my sleeping lips. “She’s waking up” I heard John say, almost panic like. Immediately the tongue was removed from my pussy and again Bryce called out my name. I did not respond, but silently I was upset that he stopped. I smiled inside as he began licking me again. This time he licked my entire pubic region. He commented to John about how my newly shaven pussy was as smooth as a babies butt and so sweet. I had shaven totally, just recently, and every day I shave my legs, I shave my pussy, keeping it as smooth as silk always. I don’t know what it is about a bald pussy, but it drives the guys wild.
Bryce lapped at my cunny like it was a Popsicle or something, completely covering it with his warm tongue. Every now and then it would slip in between my pussy lips and lap all the way up. Suddenly he stopped and then gently locked his lips onto my clit and using his tongue and his lips he worked my clit over like I have never ever felt. I could not help but moan out loudly and my eyes opened wide. I screamed out “oooohhhhh Godddd yessssss….pppleeeease don’t stop..oh pppleeeeaaaasssseeee yesssss.” He did not stop, whether he wanted to or not, my hands grasped his hair and pulled his mouth firmly into my mound.
I begged for him to continue as I placed one foot on the coffee table and the other onto the back of the couch. I spread my legs almost into the splits. He continued the ravishing assault on my clit with his sucking lips and swirling tongue. I was sucked right into heavenly bliss, pussy first. As the first shudders of my orgasm raced through my body, he sensed this and stopped abruptly. I screamed for him to not stop, but he did. He stood and quickly took off his shirt, almost ripping it off. Bryce looked at John and told him to lose his clothes too. Then I watched as my brother undid his jeans, lowered them swiftly, underwear included and kicked them off. He was already erect and his huge cock reared up its ferocious head, followed by a fat rippled shaft that protruded from a tuft of curly hair.
I watched as John more apprehensively disrobed. He too was sporting a nice erection. He grasped it and pumped it in his fist a few times. I watched as his balls bounced between his legs. My eyes quickly turned to Bryce who was also pumping his cock. I couldn’t help but notice how perfect his cock looked. It was about 8; maybe 9 inches long, actually bigger than I prefer, and very thick. It had a perfect upward bend, just slightly and was otherwise perfectly straight. The head was perfectly proportioned to the shaft. And the veins, ooohhh the veins. They rippled so predominantly around the length of his meat. It was definitely a picture perfect cock.
He kneeled again before my spread legs and again began munching on my now dripping pussy. His hands pushed and squeezed my spread thighs as his mouth continued to work me over. He then sat up, grasped both legs, and turned me around so my pussy was square to the edge of the couch, and in line with his raging dick. I watched as he took his trophy cock in one hand and gently open me with his other. He then placed the excited head to the tight entrance of my Promised Land. With a gentle thrust he pushed the head inside with a pop. I felt my lips stretch wider than they ever have before and wrap tightly around the intruding member. They closed around the ridge of the bulbous glands at the start of the long shaft. I breathed in heavily at the first feeling of his immensely thick penis.
He did not move for a few minutes as I got accustomed to his size. Then he began the slow descent into my hot, tight tunnel. My pussy felt as if it were being ripped. “He was so thick”, I thought to myself. He continued to push, gradually pulling back then slowly pushing again. Inch after inch of super hard cock flesh entered my tightness and eventually was embedded completely. I screamed with each throb as the tip was touching me deeper than I had ever been touched. Bryce’ pubic hair tickled my bald pussy as I clamped onto his unbelievable cock. I could feel his balls squished up against my ass. I could not help but think of how heavenly it felt and then the realism struck that it was my brother’s cock that was buried so deep inside my pussy; my brother’s cock that hurt so good.
After a little while he began to move, slowly at first, then much more quickly. I watched as his cock pulled all the way out and then slid back in, all the way. Over and over he did this and I watched as his cock glistened more and more with my juices. The shaft was now coated with my excitement. With each thrust of his manhood, a scream and moans exited my throat. I am definitely a screamer, a very verbal lover. When I’m getting fucked, believe me the whole neighborhood could know. “For shit sakes John,” Bryce then said, “will you please do something to stop her screaming.” It took only a second for John to be standing on the couch, one leg on each side of me and his hard-on thrust into my mouth. His swollen cock instantly muffled my screams. As I sucked on John’s cock, Bryce began to fuck me much harder. As the pleasure began to grow, so did the pain that his huge thrusting cock was causing. My screams were much more intense now, which only seemed to excite John even further. He was now sliding his penis in and out of my mouth just as fast as Bryce fucked my cunt. I could feel the cum-carrying balls both slamming against my ass and my chin.
It was only a matter of time before John screamed out his arriving pleasure. I placed my hands on his ass and held him there as I felt his cock explode in my mouth. I drank as he spurted and spurted. His cum was so hot as it slid down my throat. Never letting his cock out of my mouth, I felt him throb repeatedly, as he emptied his entire load into my throat. I reached around to his cock and squeezed his balls gently. I took his pulsating member in my hand and squeezed it upward, licking up any remaining goo that I appeared at the tip. I continued to lick and suck on John’s cock well after it began to go limp. I did this until his legs were ready to give out. He climbed down off the couch and went and sat down in a chair across from us.
I reached down and held onto Bryce’ hips as he continued to thrust his mighty dick in and out of me. Again I was moaning and screaming with each powerful thrust. “I have dreamed of this,” he said to me. “I have longed to feel your pussy wrapped around me, Brandi. Now I finally have and it is much better than any dream I ever had.” Through my moans I told him that since the hot tub incident, I hadn’t stopped wishing to feel his cock inside me. He grunted and thrust himself harder. I could feel his cock head pounding up inside of me. I clamped my legs around his back until he grabbed them and brought them up over his shoulders. In this position his cock felt even bigger and longer. He thrust into me so much deeper now. From the fucking that my dear brother was giving me, my emotions were running wild, and my immense orgasm was racing forward.
With every powerful thrust he lifted my ass right off the couch. He reached forward and pushed my T-shirt up revealing my breasts. He grasped the full flesh in his hands and massaged them. My nipples perked up further against his palms. He then began pumping his cock at a furious pace. His hips were a blur as they drove his nine inches of flesh in and out of me. Suddenly withdrawing completely, he stood up, took his cock in his hand and then released it. I watched as the tip erupted like a volcano. His white hot cum sprayed across my face and my tits. He came over and over, soaking me with his seed. I licked up the semen that was on my lips and savored the sweet taste of my brother. I rubbed the hot cum around on my breasts and belly and then brought my hands to my lips to lick clean. I love the taste of cum. I watched his hand slide up and down his cock finishing off his powerful orgasm, until I was wearing every last drop of his sweet sperm. I leaned up, feeling the cum tickle my breasts and tummy as it slowly trickled down my skin, I grasped Bryce’ softening cock and took it in my mouth. The taste of my own juices mingling with his cum was deliciously intoxicating. I licked every inch of his glorious cock clean.
My pussy throbbed from the tremendous fucking I just received. It was sore from the friction the sheer monster had made against my tender insides. But I still wanted more. My orgasm was right there and had been building for a while now. John was ready to go again, and Bryce asked him if he wanted to fuck his sister. John’s eyes gleamed and he quickly replied “hell yea”. Bryce told him to lie on his back on the floor. “Brandi wants to ride you to heaven and beyond.” As John lay down, his heavy cock really got my interest as it slapped against his lower belly. Bryce said he’d be right back and left the room. I didn’t hesitate at all in moving toward John and straddling his hips. Once in position, I quickly grabbed his new erection and directed it to my well-fucked pussy. I sat straight down on him. As wet as I was, John’s nice cock slipped into the hilt, fairly easy. Still as tight as I was, I felt the lips stretch to accommodate his girth. Not nearly as big as Bryce, his cock actually felt much better. It was closer to the size I prefer.
He immediately began thrusting his penis into me. Soon he was lifting his ass all the way up off the carpet to pound his pole into me. I reached up and removed my T-shirt and threw it aside. John took advantage of this, pulling me forward, his mouth sought out my nipples and sucked on them hard. “Damn girl, you have the sweetest body I have ever seen. And these tits, they’re perfect.” He again went to nibbling and sucking on the globes of flesh. Soon Bryce came back into the room drinking a beer and announced that he was going to try something new. “I just know my lil’ sister has been longing to feel this. So I shall make her fantasy come true.” I was slightly puzzled at what he was up to. It didn’t take long to find out.
He rewound the tape in the VCR to the blonde getting fucked by the two guys. Immediately I felt a shiver go up my spine as I learned what his intentions were. “No way”, I immediately shouted out, “There’s no way I’m taking a cock up my ass. I have never done that and don’t want to start now. AND I’m certainly NOT going to start with yours, even if I did want to try. Your dick is way too big.” “Even better”, he replied, “A virgin ass, that I get to have first. I promise I’ll be gentle. Hold her John”. John quickly wrapped his arms around my back and held me tight. My breasts mashed against his chest. For the first time I could smell the alcohol on his breath and realized suddenly that these two were still quite drunk. I was competing against two strong guys that were fueled by hormones, alcohol, and lust and driven by the scent of an excited, wet pussy.
I panicked and fought against John’s grip but to no avail. I also pleaded with my brother to please stop. “This was just not funny any more,” I screamed out. The more I fought and wiggled the more I felt John’s cock throbbing inside my cunt. The more I screamed and panicked, the more excited my brother seemed to become. “C’mon sis, you know you want this. Two big cocks buried in you, side by side,” he said. “Both thrust up into your depths. Every woman fantasizes about that. Hell the only thing missing will be a third cock crammed in your throat to muffle your screams,” he continued. “Trust me, you will love it.”
He was right; I did want it and would love it, but was petrified. The sheer size of his cock scared me more than anything. Surely he would injure my tiny virgin ass. I felt him behind me and realized that I was in a perfect position for him to take my ass if he wanted to. The tiny puckered entrance was inviting him to come in and play. Skewered by John’s steel-hard cock and held down by him, I knew I could not escape the impending ass fuck I was about to receive. My mind was racing in a million different directions looking for a way out…
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Gene’s Toy

(This story is completely fictional, and any likeness or resemblance to any person or place is completely coincidental. )
The summer going into my freshman year of high school was short lived. Only three weeks after I got out of school, swim practice for the high school team started. I didn’t really mind though, if I wasn’t at swim practice I would have just been working at my dad’s dry cleaning business, and no matter how bad swim practice was, I knew it wouldn’t be as bad as pressing and cleaning suits.
The J.V. practice started on an early Monday morning, with about 40 groggy headed kids setting on the bleachers in the pool area listening to names being read off. The groups were separated, for the most part, by the two feeder school in the county, and we were let known quite quickly that out of the 40 of us, the group would be cut in half to make up the team. I laughed quietly to myself when I heard this.
Now I’m by no means a braggart, and I’m pretty shy to boot, but if there is one thing I can do, it is swim. While I didn’t really have the traditional swimmers build like most of the kids there (I am, and always have been, a lithe Asian kid) I was fast…really fast. I was only 4’9, and yet once we began our warm up laps, I finished my first 30 2 full minutes before the next guy.
Long story short I didn’t lose a lap the first day, and I could see the coaches laughing to each other at how mad the other kids were getting. By the time we finished, we were all exhausted and slowly getting changed into our street clothes. I was one of the last kids to finish getting dressed, and as I was putting my clothes into my duffle bag the coach called to see me in his office.
Despite not having done anything wrong, I was still nervous as hell as I walked into the office. To a short, scrawny little Asian kid, he was a monster. While in his 50’s, coach Wilson was one of these older guys who was hitting the weights every day, and at 6’2 to boot, he was an imposing guy.
“Max,” he said gruffly, looking over a clipboard. “We’re not going to need you on the J.V. team this year.” He said it short and quickly, like it made him uncomfortable, but it cut through me like a knife.
“But…wh-why,” I choked out, trying to hold back tears. What had I done? Was I too cocky?
“Because,” he said, “you would be better suited for the varsity team.” My eyes opened widely, mouth slightly opened at what he said. Was he serious? I mean, I was just a freshman. “Practice starts at noon tomorrow, don’t be late.”
“I won’t sir, th-thanks a lot,” was all I could choke out, as I turned out of the small office. I’m pretty sure I smiled the whole bus ride home.
My father works most of the day, being gone before I wake up, and usually not home before I’m asleep. He put’s in some long hours at the dry cleaning place, and then goes to his second job as a janitor for our mall. He was forced to take a second job just to cover the rent on our small apartment, after my mom died in a car crash a few years ago. I tried to stay up that night to let him know about me making the varsity team, but I fell asleep on the couch around 1, and by the time I woke up the next morning he was again already gone.
The bus was running late and by the time I got to the school I was already late. Running through the school, I ran into the coach right outside the locker room.
“Chow, come on, ” he said, heading into the locker room. I followed into the room after him hurriedly, the sound of several guys talking, bouncing off the tile floor and walls.
“Listen up,” coach yelled, silencing the group. “This is Zach Chow, the one I told you about…” he started, going to a speech about the rest of the practice. While the thought of being on the varsity team hadn’t really made me nervous, it was now. The guys in front of me were all at least a solid 5 inches, or more, taller than me, and all staring straight at me, with looks ranging from amused and inquisitive, to those of downright jealousy and skepticism. I shifted my eyes down, to avoid their eyes. I felt like I was standing trial in front of 20 naked judges.
As the coach finished up, he told me to get dressed and in the pool. Most of the guys continued getting dressed while he was speaking, so they followed him out into the pool. I moved and picked a locker on one of the rows, blocked by another. No one was back there, so I opened a locker and began undressing. The locker room was empty or so I thought. Right as I slipped out of my shirt, I heard the door open, and someone enter quickly. On the other end of the row, I saw someone quickly turn down the row, stopping abruptly as he saw me. A light went off in his head as he nodded to me. “You’re the new kid right? The freshman,” he asked picking a locker a couple down from mine.
“Uh yea,” I said slipping out of my pants. He too was quickly undressing.
“That’s pretty impressive dude, not everybody can say that,” he said riffling through his bag, standing only in his boxers. This guy, who at this time I had no idea who he was, was about as different looking from me as you could be. He had to be at least 6’3 maybe more, and was more muscular than the average swimmer, his biceps especially. His head was covered by a shaggy mop of red hair. As he slipped out of his boxers though, and pulled on his speedo, I gasped. Now I had seen plenty of guys naked in the locker room before, but that was middle schoolers, boys. This was no boy. I had no idea how big this guys dick was but, I knew it was much bigger than mine. Unfortunately, I was one of those guys who helped further the stereotype about Asian guy’s dicks. For that reason, I turned my back to him when I pulled on my speedo.
We both finished dressing about the same time, and walked out together. I looked like a toddle next to him. “The name’s Gene by the way,” he said offering me a hand.
“Zach,” I said, taking his hand shake.
Practice went well, except for the fact that some of the guys I beat in laps didn’t take it so well. More than once I got shoved against the side of the pool, or “accidentally” knocked into the pool.
When we finished for the day, I proceeded to my locker, hoping secretly Gene would talk to me. Unfortunately though, he was talking with another guy next to him. This had its up though. While talking, I got to sneak another look at what was hanging between his legs. I was hypnotized.
And that’s how most of my days the first few weeks of summer went. I got on a talking basis with a few other people on the team, and gathered that Gene was not only a swimmer, but he was on the basketball team as well, and was pretty damn good at both. Apparently he had recruitment offers in both sports to some pretty big name schools. He and I had shared a few other conversations since that first day but I spent more time sneaking looks at him naked than we did talking. My whole summer though changed one rainy day in late July.
Practice had ended and as I walked outside, a storm had rolled in. It was coming down hard, and the bus stop was out by the road, without any cover to stand under. I groaned, as I walked out into the rain, my t-shirt and ball shorts did little to keep me dry, and in moments I was drenched to the bone. I reached the bus stop, and as I did, I saw a Mercedes, pull out of the parking lot and onto the road, slowing as it neared me. I apprehensively stepped back as it stopped in front of me and the windows rolled down.
“Aye you need a ride,” came a voice all too familiar.
“No I’m good man, ” I said to him smiling.
“Dude get in the fucking car,” Gene said laughing. I didn’t really need to be told twice, and quickly opened the door and hopped in. “Wow,” I said amazed at the car. It had display screens and wood accents, and leather seats, and a whole lot of things my dad’s old clunker didn’t. “This is a really nice car,” I said, while he just said thanks and shrugged it off.
“Where do you live man, ” he asked. I told him the street, and he said no problem, that he just needed to stop by his house first. I told him it was no problem and kept thanking him for driving me.
He told me when I got in my place was on his way home, but that was obviously not true. We headed in the opposite direction, and slightly out of town, onto a back road through some woods.
I had honestly never seen a house that big. The thing was huge, and I think I made it obvious when we pulled up. He kind of laughed as he got out of the car. “You can come in,” he said, as I noticed I was just setting there awkwardly. I got out of the car, and followed him inside. Amazed at everything I saw.
“Hey do you want a dry shirt or something,” he asked, looking in the fridge.
“Thanks, but I don’t think anything of yours would fit me,” I said laughing a little. He joined in too, tossing me a soda out of the fridge. I opened it and drank it gratefully, not realizing how thirsty I was. I followed him through the house, and to what he told me was his room. I was in disbelief. His “room” was bigger than our whole apartment.
“You can just sit down or whatever,” he said, running to the bathroom connected to his room. He didn’t bother to shut the door, and I could hear him peeing a few feet away. I looked around the big room, in awe of all of it. I stopped though when I came to his desk. Right next to his laptop, on a stack of other magazine, was a porn magazine. My eyes locked on, studying the whole image. Spread over two pages was the image of a girl with her head between the legs of another, her tongue buried deep in the other girls pussy, with her fingers jammed into the girl’s ass hole. Honestly, I had never seen a woman naked before that moment. We didn’t have a computer in my house, so I’d never seen any kind of porn whatsoever. Apparently though, while I was looking at the magazine, I was oblivious to the fact Gene had finished peeing, and was standing behind me.
“That’s good stuff, ain’t it,,” he said. I could hear the smile on his face,
“Oh shit, I’m sorry,” I said, jumping as he spoke, and trying to back away.
He laughed, “Like what you saw? Here you can have,” he said picking it up and handing it to me.
“Ah… ah no I’m good,” I said backing up a little bit.
“Yea I didn’t think so,” he said tossing the magazine back on the desk, his voice taking a pointedly sharper turn.
“Wha-What,” I asked confused.
“You know you really shouldn’t be so damn obvious when you’re looking at someone’s dick in the locker room.”
“I-I…uh I,” I was scared out of my mind, heart racing. How did he see me?
“So what’s your deal? Never seen one that big? Do I have your little Asian dick beat,” he asked, laughing.
“I need to leave,” I said moving for the door, but he beat me there. With one swipe of his big arms, his hand caught me, and threw me back onto the ground.
“No I don’t think so, I think we both can get something from this.” He locked the door to his room, and stepped towards me, pulling off his shirt and dropping his basketball shorts, reveling he’d gone home commando from practice. There he was. Standing before me…for ME… to look at, and I was hypnotized again. His body was milky white, which contrasted greatly against the tribal tattoo around his left bicep, and left thigh. “Seven inches soft, and about nine hard.”
All this time he was approaching me, and I kept scooting back until I was back against his bed. He stopped when I could scoot back no further, his dick hanging in my face, just inches away from me. I could smell it, a strong manly smell, that can only be described as the smell of dick. And I loved it.
“How many dick’s you sucked fag,” he asked hands by his side, eyes looking down dominantly at me.
I just shook my head. I knew about as little as sex as one person could. That only seemed to excite him though.
“Grab it,” he said, a devilish grin on his face. I hesitated, before slowly moving my hand to grab it in the middle, his dick warm in my hand. “Jack it,” he said, motioning with his hand when a puzzled look came across my face. I awkwardly pulled back and forth, feeling the veins in his dick as I ran my hand up and down his shaft. His dick began getting thicker and thicker as I kept going. “Now lick the head.” MY hand was already slick with the pre cum coming out of his cock head, which was running like a faucet. Relenting, I stuck my tongue out and licked his shiny cock head, the salty taste of pre cum enveloping my tongue. The taste wasn’t that bad though.
“Now you’re going to suck it,” he said, but I wasn’t so sure.
“Gene I-,” my hesitation was cut short as he grabbed my hair roughly with his hand. I yelped out in pain and as I did, he took the opportunity to jam his dick in my mouth. Besides being extremely veiny, it was also quite thick behind the head, stretching my mouth almost as wide as it could go. Slowly he began fucking my mouth, threatening to hit the back of my throat with each thrust.
“You like that bitch,” he said thrusting his hips slowly. “Yea I think you do,” he said laughing and looking down. I didn’t realize it but my dick was hard as a rock, and I was made aware of it when he toyed at it with his foot through my shorts.
He may have started slow, but he didn’t stay like that. Gene grabbed me by the ears and picked up pace, fucking my face relentlessly. My head began to hurt, but I had no idea what was about to happen. He got faster and faster, literally banging my head back against his bed. He kept groaning things like “Oh fuck yea,” and “Get ready you little fag.” Little did I know.
In one swift thrust, Gene slammed all the way into me, his cock sliding down my throat. I panicked as I could no longer breathe. I tried to push back but his weight against me was too much. As I choked in distress, he moaned as his cock erupted down my throat. I could feel his cum hitting the back of my throat, as my face started turning red, and the darker. It felt like It was an eternity before he pulled his cock out, covered in his own jizz, and my spit, and I could gasp for breathe.
I felt light headed as I coughed and gagged, cum spilling out of my mouth and dripping from my nose. My face was wet from tears as I panted heavily on the ground.
“You’re supposed to breath with your nose dumbass,” he said with a laugh as he collapsed on his bed. He looked down at me as I whipped my eyes. “Shit you’re a mess, go clean yourself up,” he said pointing to the bathroom. I nodded sniffling a little bit as I walked to the bathroom and tried to wash my face.
As we rode home in silence, I sat setting in a shirt drenched in my own sweat, spit, and Gene’s cum. I could tell by the look on his face of what he thought of where I lived when we pulled up to my apartment building, but at that time, I had other things I could be embarrassed about. I stepped out of the car, mumbling a “Thanks,” that I sure as hell didn’t mean. I began walking to the door, but stopped as he yelled back at me.
“Next time, learn how to suck a dick, and I won’t have to fuck you so hard,” then driving off.
Next time?
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Obsession to be Desired

Obsession to be Desired
….First, let me say that I’m telling this story against my will.
…This has been a life long personal secret of mine and I never ever planned to tell anyone.
….This is about my obsession which has brought me thrills beyond what other girls will ever know. I’ve have always kept this to myself as I was born with the right things to get ‘it‘.
… ’IT’, was having a guy of my choosing, desire me. ’IF’…he desired me enough, I ‘let’ him have sex with me and enjoy great sex with me.
…To put it bluntly…I was a beautiful girl, born that way and I loved the attention I got from it. I tried not to abuse or use my beauty to take advantage of men. When I did pick a guy out, of my choosing, I had the advantage. They would tell me how I made them get erections and get so horny over me they would have to go and jack off.
…My name is JoAnn, or Jo, as everyone called me. My daddy was not impressed with my beauty that much. It caused him to keep the boys away as I grew up. I remember he told me once…“A guy will come along that is ‘not’ impressed by your looks. That’s the guy to look out for.” I had no idea what he meant, but that statement did stick with me. That ’guy’ came along. Tim was his name.
…I had a creative writing class and I was no writer and wasn’t doing well. Tim was a whiz at this and wrote some stunning stories. I decided to use my beauty and charm to get him to help me pass the class. After class I went up to him and put my hand on his arm. Normally getting any guys attention. Tim looked at me and just said: “What?” I looked him in the eyes and asked him for help in writing.
…He looked at me and studied my face and body. He said: “I’m really busy right now, but…let’s make a deal.” So I figured he was going to suggest a deal where he could get in my panties like so many guy’s had tried before. I of course liked the attention and turned on the charm. “What did you have in mind…Tim?” He didn’t melt or stammer like the others, He didn’t even smile. He said: “I know some things about you Jo, but…I want to know the inside of you Jo. You let me interview you for a story, and I’ll help you write.
… Do we have a deal?” I was shocked at his answer. I wasn’t about to reveal my personal thoughts to him and have him start digging into my hidden obsession of wanting to be desired….but now he was somehow charming me with his eyes deeply looking into my brain I felt. I was locked on his eyes when out of my mouth came: “Deal.” Did I just say that?…I knew I had.
… He made me wait and wait while he talked to another girl about writing. Finally we got to discuss a time and place to get together and study. He was one of the handsomest guys in school, as I watched him walk away. Damn, now I was the one getting aroused by him, instead of him over me. I had never felt this way before. I had to have him desire me as my obsession rose up inside of me. I had to have his attention…I mean ’had to’.
…We met at his house and in his bedroom. Cool, just where I wanted him. A beautiful girl, a bed, and private bedroom. Now we’re talking satisfying my obsession real good. I remembered dad’s statement, but I felt I had control over Tim…kinda….and I was excited.
I sat down beside Tim at his computer. He said he read some of my stories at school and made some suggestions. He was all business and matter of fact about my writing. He pulled up one of his stories and showed me his style and how he developed it. It was a porn story. He let me read some of it. I read two pages and I was getting really hot and aroused. I found myself breathing hard and sexually getting excited. I stopped reading. Was this a trick to get me all horny?…if it was…it was working.
…My obsession was not being satisfied though. I turned to Tim and we looked each other in the eyes deep. He said: “Now, tell me about you Jo. I know you must have a great story about you and your beauty and how it has effected your life.” I froze. He had just made my pussy tingle. I was melting as I looked at him. My obsession was so stimulated with him wanting to know about me I started getting wet, and fast.
…I tried to explain how my personal life was not that interesting and tried to play it down. Then he smiled at me for the first time. “Your lying, “ he said.
…He reached out and held my clammy hands and said: “Jo, let’s face it, your fucking beautiful. You know how this has effected your life. Tell me those inner thoughts you have every day.” He scooted closer to me as I was losing control. Now my only obsession was to please him to get what I wanted. My ‘will’ was fighting this. This was a major conflict within me. I would fight my will and tell all. I had to have him desire me. He had now taken control of me. First I talk, second he desires me and third….we have beautiful sex together.
…I took a big breath and said: “Ok Tim, but ‘if’ you write a story about this, you must promise me you’ll change the names and make it so it’s not me. OK?” I trembled as he leaned in and kissed me on the end of my nose. That gave me chills all over. He whispered: (…”that‘s exactly what I want.”) I could say nothing as it was a ‘have to’ for me. My only chance to force him to desire me. I looked all submissive, but inside I wanted him to beg me for sex with him, showing I was in control, not him….but…his damn beautiful eyes were making me want to talk about all my hidden inner thoughts.
….I spilled my guts to him…well…most of it. He looked at me and waited like he knew I was holding back my true thoughts. I finally said: “Tim…I “ I couldn’t tell him about my obsession and take a chance he might not desire me. “Tim, ok…I have more to tell and it’s very hard. It involves you and I. He smiled and ask me to go get us a pizza. I jumped up and out the door I went….wait…what am I doing?…he should be getting ‘me’ a pizza.
…I got the pizza and we ate it in his bedroom.(damn him)
….Afterwards he smiled and said: “You’ve got a ‘desire obsession’ don’t you, now tell me all about it.” I tried not to react but when he said that I got a sexual rush. He just watched me squirm and fan myself. “I want you…to desire me Tim, I can’t help it.” He said: “After the story, we’ll have a date right here in my bedroom. I do desire you Jo, what guy wouldn’t.”
I launched myself at him, putting my arms around his neck and kissing him. He grinned at me and said: “After the story we’ll let ‘us’ have our way with each other….so keep talking sweet Jo.”
…I talked fast telling him all details and how it felt to have so much desire from guys and everyone, I got so I had to have a steady diet of it….or be unhappy.
….We sat quietly as he thought. “Thank you Jo for telling me your inner private story. I now have a desire to fill your ‘desire’ tank so full it will overflow. He stood up, shut off the lights and shut the door. I got dizzy as his arms held me tight.
….He ripped my little t-shirt off, he tore my bra in half and pealed it off of me and tossed it on the floor. In one pull, down went my shorts and panties. He stuffed his face right in my pussy and I felt his tongue flicking my clit. He held me up as I started to fall. My desire obsession was already overflowing with satisfaction. He picked me up and dropped me on his bed. He took off his clothes in seconds. I heard beautiful voices and saw wonderful colors in my head. He licked my pussy like an animal…and I loved it. He came up to my ear and told me how he had wanted me from the first time he ever saw me.
… How beautiful I was and sexy beyond his wildest dreams. He said he dreamed about me, wanked about me hundreds of times. My legs parted as he talked…just waiting for his erection to be inside me. I was in euphoria land and the happiest I had ever been. He ‘desired’ me like no other guy ever did. His hands were all over me and he sucked my nipples till I moaned over and over.
…Up came my legs as he held them and teased my pussy with his hard cock. I couldn’t think I was so high. I felt his cock enter me and go all the way in my super wet pussy. I couldn’t wait and started fucking him deep as I could. He held me tight and moaned his low moan as he fuck me hard and deep. I was ready to pass out with the pleasure but I had to have that climax he was going for in me and feel his cum fill my pussy.
…It happened. I squirmed and fuck back for him as he gasp for breath….we locked up and I finally got what I wanted…a huge blast of his cum shot in me and shook my whole body. I screamed with joy and we fucked together hard, slapping our bodies together and cuming together. I just couldn’t get enough of him and kept pushing his cock in me deep. Cum flowed out and my pussy flowed juices all over us. We both shook and let the high feeling over take us. Finally….we both sucked a big gasp of air and the room began to spin ….I think….it’s hard to remember….I held him tight as I slowly went weak and he went weak on top of me. We moaned as his cock kept jumping inside of me. My pussy squeezed by itself each time his cock jumped. This kept up until sleep over took us……
….I remember him dressing me in some old clothes and taking me out to my car and sending me home. I think I drove…I don’t remember….
….That night as Tim and Jo lay in the beds thinking……
Tim….Man, the things I have to do, to fuck the prettiest girl in school.
Jo….Wow, the things I have to do to get some good sex from the handsomest guy in school….

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OverSensitive

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Close Friends

Sarah and Bella are best friends. One is a blonde bombshell. The other is a sexy Goth punk. Put them together for a sleepover and they’ll become…VERY close friends.

Growing up Polygamy Part 2!

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Love or Torture?

CHAPTER ONE
It had taken a lot of convincing, but finally, FINALLY, Chloe’s parents had agreed to let her go on holiday with her friends over the summer. There were six of them going including her, going on a group holiday before going back to school. Chloe was over the moon. It had taken weeks of sucking up, extra chores, ‘love-me’ eyes and generally being over the top nice to convince her parents, but finally they had relented.
Chloe was above average looks for a girl of just 15. Long naturally wavy blonde hair that cascaded over her shoulders to her mid back, bright blue eyes, flawless skin, curvy body (but only in the right places) Nice firm boobs with bright pink nipples, a heart-shaped bubble butt and long legs. Despite having long legs however, she only just brushed over five-foot-two, she really wasn’t tall.
She was probably the best looking of her group of friends, although the twins, Kelly and Cindy were also teenage knockouts. Both had jet black hair that was straight as an arrow, Kelly had hers only to her shoulders whilst Cindy’s fell all the way down to her butt. They each had blue eyes too, swimmers bodies and were tall, a good six inches over Chloe. They did everything together and turned many heads as they paraded through town wearing as little as was socially acceptable.
The other three girls, Danni, Jess and Lily were all good looking girls, but really weren’t in the same league as the others. Jess was carrying a little extra weight and Danni had a rather hideous pair of glasses that didn’t suit her at all and certainly didn’t do her any favours.
But none of this really mattered, they were all really close, and they were finally heading on holiday to Spain.
The weeks dragged by, Chloe ticking seemingly endless days off of her calendar, buying clothes and lotion and sunglasses and all the essentials for a girls-only holiday.
Eventually, the day arrived and her parents dropped her at the airport. Final hugs and warnings were given and her mother shed a tear as she waved her through the gate. Chloe was happy though, and was laughing as she took her seat next to Lily on the plane. Not a care in the world. Nothing could spoil this holiday.
She might have felt differently if she had known that this was the last time that she would ever see her parents.
The plane landed a little after nine PM local time, and it was not dark but evening was certainly setting in. As teenage girls always will when booking their own holidays, none had thought to book a cab to their hotel and so they found two outside the airport and after some pointing at maps and showing booking forms, the cab drivers loaded their luggage and set off.
The first sign that something was wrong was that the drivers headed off in the complete wrong direction. But having no local knowledge and not really focusing on where they were going, the girls didn’t notice this. It was getting steadily darker and as the initial excitement was wearing thin, the first trace that something was amiss dawned on Chloe.
They had left the city long behind and were deep into the country now. There were no buildings to speak of and the scenery was getting less and less green and turning almost into dry desert. Chloe looked across at Jess beside her, before glancing at Cindy in the front seat. They all exchanged worried and confused looks. Then she caught the eyes of the driver in the rear view mirror.
Before she even had time to work out what had happened, he had slammed the brakes on, sending her flying into the back of his seat. Cindy had very nearly smacked her head on the dashboard and Jess had been sent smashing into the seat in front of her as well. If she hadn’t been so worried about her own situation she would have noticed the other Taxi (which was slightly ahead of them) had stopped as well.
Recovering from her shock, she looked into the front to see the driver had knocked Cindy out cold. A trickle of blood was running from her forehead. Chloe screamed but she knew it was useless. The doors had automatically locked and they were in the middle of nowhere. The driver reached into the back, pinning her against the door. Jess was hammering at his back, but her efforts were barely evening bothering the man as he shoved a rag into Chloe’s face. She could barely breathe, she felt herself slowly slipping unconscious. Barely thirty seconds later, she blacked out.
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CHAPTER TWO
She was lying down on a bed. Across from her was a light brown door that was closed. She knew without having to be told that it was locked. A small round window was pouring light onto her face. She had woken with a start and realised that her wrists were shackled above her head to the bed frame. She had clothes on. The same she had been wearing. A tight fitting pair of denim shorts, a pink vest top and pop socks. Her shoes were missing. She had been comfortable in these clothes when she put them on, but now, somehow, she felt very exposed.
She had no idea how long she lay there for. By the time that she heard voices outside the door however, the light beam had moved all the way to her knees. A key turned in the lock and the door swung open. She had a brief look at another door on the other side of a hallway before a man entered and the door swung shut again.
He was tall. Much taller than her. And well-built as well. He wore a tight fitting tank top and cargo shorts. His beard was black and clipped short, like the hair on top of his head. His eyes were piercing; he seemed to take every detail of her in. He didn’t speak for a while.
‘So’ he said softly, ‘you’re English?’
He spoke with a Spanish accent for sure, but his English was very good.
‘Y-y-yes’ Chloe stammered back at him. Her heart was pounding and her brain was going a thousand miles an hour.
‘Hmmm’ it was disconcerting that his eyes never left hers. He never seemed to blink. ‘Vacation huh? You got a little bit more than you were expecting on this trip, huh little girl?’
There was no answer that she could give, but he didn’t seem to need one.
‘It does not matter. What matters is that you belong to me now. Your body, your mind. I own you little girl, that is all that matters!’
She was truly terrified. This was a situation that she had never even believed could happen outside of movies. All she could think of was one thing.
‘M-m-m-m-my friends! What h-have you done, w-with them? She stammered at him so fast she barely had time to think before saying the words.
‘Ha! Your friends are here. You are in with luck little girl. Normally we split groups like yours up, but we have had a request for six girls, and we were thinking we were out of luck until you came along’
She was confused. Her friends were safe. Well, they were here and by the sounds of it alive, but beyond that she had no idea what was going on. She managed to string together a question from what he had told her.
‘W-what do you mean a request?’
He cocked his head to one side and for the first time blinked.
‘You are all to be sold, to a very wealthy client. Tomorrow, we will move you to him’
Before that could sink in, he had moved to the door, opened it and was gone.
Sold?! She had been sold, her friends too! To who?
She began to cry. She was so terrified. Her thoughts were of her parents, so far away, so unaware of what their daughter was going through. They might not even notice anything was wrong for ten days. It would have been a small comfort to see her friends, but even they were beyond her reach for the time being.
She was hungry. Sleep would not come. She was thirsty.
It was dark before the door opened again.
The man who entered didn’t say a word. He simply carried a tray to her; on it was a glass of water, some bread and a slice of ham.
He fed her and gave her a drink, which she would have rejected if she had been in any position to move or struggle. Plus she was famished.
After he had done his duty, he left, Chloe’s shouted questions falling on apparently deaf ears.
She cried again, but with food and water inside of her, she could at least manage to cry herself to sleep.
The light hit her again. She woke with a start. The first man was in front of her again. He had a rope in his hand. She let her sleepy eyes wander to the door; two more men were standing there, holding long knives. He approached her, she whimpered but there was no compassion in his eyes. He tied the rope around her arms and then unshackled her before forcing a hood over her head. He was rough, pushing her to the door. He led her down the hall and shoved her into a van parked at the end. She fell to the floor but hit something soft, another person.
‘Hello?’ she whispered.
‘Chloe?’ came a voice that she recognised as Kelly’s. she sounded if anything more terrified than her.
‘Oh my god what is happening?!’ Chloe reeled off quickly. She felt a blow to her head and shriek to her left told her Kelly had received the same.
‘No talk, NO talk!’ came a gruff voice she didn’t recognise.
After a few minutes another thud told her another of her friends had been put in the van, then another, then another and finally, another. She didn’t dare say anything and none of them spoke either, although she head some muffled sobs.
They drove what seemed for hours. None of them speaking, seeing where they were going, just feeling the road go by beneath them.
After what seemed forever they stopped and the doors opened. She was roughly grabbed and dragged around what she assumed were halls. Faint music was playing in the background.
She was brought suddenly to her feet. Her hood was removed, but before she could get more than a glimpse of her surroundings, she was unconscious again.
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CHAPTER THREE
When she woke again she was tied to another bed. This time though, it was different. She was not on her back, she had been tied clamped in the doggy position. What was more, she was clean, had her hair back in a ponytail, but worst of all, was naked. She could tell this because she was facing a mirror. This was not an ordinary bedroom though. Whoever owned this was RICH! The sheets beneath her were silk she could tell, and the mirror was surely surrounded by gold? The walls were patterned beautifully and the room was perfumed and smelled beautiful. Behind her reflection she could make a door out, white.
Her head was unrestricted and she cast around for a better look at her surroundings, but nothing seemed to help. There were no windows in this room. As she turned her head she noticed something else about herself. Tied around her waist was a bow. Large and red, it too looked like it was made of silk. She looked, she thought, like a present.
The door burst opened and sprang back so quickly it shut again off of its hinges. The man who came through was taller even than the man who had taken her. He was black, extremely muscular, he wore only a red silk robe that left his torso bare and only covered the waist down. He certainly was not an attractive man. One of his eyes was white, there was no pupil and he had a terrible scar that cut down his cheek and made his beard look strange. However his physique made her think of body builders and pictures that she had seen of men like Arnold Schwarzenegger.
‘Good evening young lady’ he spoke, again with a perfect English dialect but his accent was African not Spanish. He spoke as though she was not tied to his bed and stark naked.
‘I am aware that this must be a very unusual situation you find yourself in. However you should know that I am not going to hurt you, so long as you do what I say’ he smiled. He was standing right behind her. He had not looked anywhere but her eyes, he was totally at ease.
She was bewildered. She was still petrified but there was something about this man that made her less afraid, she knew the terror was all coming from her and that this man was not telling her lies.
Then he said something that totally shattered that illusion.
‘However’ he carried on, the smile instantly gone, to be replaced with an expression of malice. ‘if you do disobey me, even slightly, your friends will be made to suffer and you will watch their punishment’
A cry of terror caught in her throat and her eyes welled up. The man however was smiling again.
‘Anyway’ he said brightly, as though they were about to discuss a movie or dinner, ‘let us get down to business’
For the first time he looked across her body. Down her neck, along her back across her spread bum cheeks, down her crack to her bright pink pussy, then down her legs, and back up to her face.
‘Very nice!’ he said, giving her a toothy grin. She noticed two of his teeth were missing.
He reached and undid the bow. It fell off of her, the silk brushing her sides. He stepped right up to her, cupping one cheek of her ass with his hand and leaning to her ear. She felt the power of the man as he leaned gently on her.
‘Just as a last reminder’ he almost whispered, ‘disobey me, and your friends will suffer’
He stood back again and released his robe. Despite her situation, Chloe could not help but gasp.
She had had sex before. Barely a year ago, her boyfriend had taken her virginity. However he had a penis about five inches long.
The man standing behind her defenceless body had a penis that was at least eight inches long. And it was soft.
‘You really are a present are you not!’ he exclaimed. Before she really saw him move he had raised his hand and it had come crashing down on her left cheek. It stung like fire and she screamed out loud at the force.
‘Now, young lady, no need to scream like that. You will not scream again, that is an order!’
She was ready for what happened this time, and as his hand came crashing down on her right cheek, her friends face played through her mind. She bit so hard into her lip, she bled.
‘Better’ he said smiling. She noticed that his cock was gradually hardening, it was up to ten inches and growing now.
He straddled her waist. Putting his massive tool between her thighs he squished them around it and began fucking her thighs. She saw in the mirror his one good eye was closed. It was a fully hard cock now sliding between her legs.
Without warning he slid his dick from between her thighs and put it at the entrance to her pussy. She gasped as the head pressed against her entrance and then in one fluid motion, he was inside her.
She shrieked.
His eye did not open. His rhythm did not stop. He began to fuck her. Slowly at first. His cock sliding all the way out of her pussy until only the tip was left in. then he would slowly insert it all the way back. He did about an inch a second.
It had hurt when he first went in, she was not horny, she was scared. However now. She had to admit, feeling that monster in her was turning her on.
He had not said anything about her outburst. Maybe it only applied to spanking? Or maybe he had been too caught up in the moment to realise.
Gradually the stroked got faster. He was putting more force in as well, his mighty sack was slapping at her as he thrust himself into her again and again.
She hated herself for it. But she came. Her orgasm burst over her, she had never cum so hard before. Careful not to risk crying out again, she satisfied herself with groaning and moaning as quietly as possible. It was not easy. He was filling her 15 year old pussy so well. It occurred to her in that state of orgasmic bliss, she never wanted that cock to leave her pussy.
Her eyes closed again, as she came for the second time. On and on he pounded, he did not tire. He just keep pounding away.
A finger slipped into her ass. It was unexpected, but she welcomed it. It was just another stimulation to bring her to her next mind blowing orgasm.
Finally. Just as she peaked for the third time. He came.
He spewed inside of her, the cum spurted so hard that even with his cock buried inside her tight little twat, it spurted out of the sides.
She was ashamed as she came back down. A tear rolled down her cheek.
‘You did good young lady’ he said, she was worried that he was not even out of breath. ‘Clean yourself up’ he indicated a box of tissues on the counter as he reached for a key and undid her bindings.
Not even bothering to retrieve his robe he walked to the door. He opened it and was across the threshold before he turned.
‘Oh, the second outburst did not go un-noticed’ he said, stern but looking over his shoulder so she could not see the emotion in his eyes. She stopped rubbing her wrists at once.
‘In half an hour, you will see what happens when you break my rules’ with that he slammed the door.
Chloe felt the tears come again, she had let her friends down. But worse. She had given herself totally, mind and body, to the man who had bought her as a slave.
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END OF PART ONE
(I will do more of this series if you want. I’ve got some ideas, let me know what you think)

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