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A man seduces a widow and her daughters. Features an all black cast. No interracial. All other cliches apply.

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My Photogenic Mom Chapter 6

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Harold in the mean time had driven Karen home to her apartment. They went in and sat down on the couch. Neither had said anything on the trip back. Harold and Karen had been seeing each other for over three years now. They had started out innocently enough, Harold was upstate on business and he and Karen had gone to dinner. Susan had known about that, what she did not know was that they had too much to drink at dinner. When the cab dropped them off at Karen’s apartment she asked Harold up for coffee. Harold put on some music while Karen made coffee and while the coffee was brewing they started to dance. During the dance Karen looked at Harold and he kissed her. Karen had broken up with her husband a few months before and had been alone since. She responded to Harold’s kiss and started dancing real close to Harold. They danced so close that Karen could feel Harold’s cock starting to get hard. She started to rub her crotch up against his while they danced. Harold unzipped her dress and pushed it off her shoulders letting it fall to the floor. He started kissing her neck and worked his way down to her smallish but well formed breasts. He removed her bra and licked her stiffening nipples. All pretense at dancing gone now. Karen had started unbuttoning Harold’s shirt and pulled it off she undid his belt and opened his pants she let them fall to the floor and pulled down his shorts letting his cock spring free. Karen could not believe the size of his cock, she had always thought Susan had been exaggerating the few times that she had talked to her about their marriage and problems. Karen reached down and grasped his swollen manhood in her hands. Harold stopped nibbling on her breasts when she grabbed him. Karen sank to her knees in front of Harold and slid his huge cock into her mouth. Harold was shocked, Susan would never think of doing that. The one time he tried she had not spoken to him for a week. Karen had a natural desire to suck cock and Harold could tell that she enjoyed it. He knew that he would not be able to hold off shooting his load for long. He had not fucked Susan for several weeks now so he had a large load to shoot. Karen seemed to sense this and sucked harder and faster. Harold tried to warn her he was about to shoot his wad but Karen did not seem to care. Harold exploded right there in his sister In laws mouth. He was amazed that she was not mad, she eagerly swallowed every drop of cum that she could suck from his cock. She let his cock slide out of her mouth and stood up. Taking his hand she led him to the bedroom. Pushing him down on the bed she took his now limp cock in her mouth and started working it with her lips and tongue and lips. Harold could feel it starting to get hard again. Harold grabber Karen by her slender hips and pulled her pussy over his face. Karen dropped her steaming hole on Harold’s face and he started sucking her cunt as she sucked his cock. Working his tongue over her clit, he drove Karen wild. He had to hold her hips still so she would not bounce off his face. When Harold slid his tongue deep in Karen’s pussy she came with a force long pent up in her. Her juice was running down the side of Harold’s face as her whole being quivered and shook. Karen just laid down on Harold’s body not moving. Harold rolled her over on he back and crawled between her wide spread legs. Looking at her exhausted form he grinned and said “we are not through yet” he moved his swollen cock to the entrance of Karen’s wet pussy and pulled her onto his shaft. Karen felt as if she was being split in half by Harold’s cock. She had never had a cock of that size in her pussy. He was definitely filling her up. When Harold felt his cock hit bottom he pulled Karen’s leg up on his shoulders and pulled his cock almost out of her hot pussy and slowly worked it back in wanting her body to adjust to his size. Karen moaned and worked her hips against him. “Please go faster” she moaned “harder harder.” Harold was glad to comply and started pounding his cock into her hot tight pussy. Karen closed her eyes and just rode with her feelings. She could feel her pussy starting to quake with the pounding her clit was taking from Harold’s huge cock. She arched her back as her muscles tightened and released in the largest orgasm she had ever had. Her pussy clamped on Harold’s shaft as he exploded his load into her hot flowing hole, his cum mixing with her juices. They both collapsed on the bed their passion spent. Harold woke up in the morning and had to stop and think about where he was. The room did not look anything like his hotel room. He looked over and saw Karen next to him and the memories of the night before came racing back. Karen rolled over and the sheet fell off her. Harold studied her sleeping form on the bed. Her breasts were firm and stood proudly even though Karen was laying on her back. Her body was slim and trim. She was a contrast to her sister who had a lush big breasted body. Susan was well built but not in any way fat. Her breasts were as firm as a set of tits that size could be. She was also very repressed sexually. Harold longed for variety, wanting Susan to show some interest, or to take charge of their lovemaking. Susan had never sucked his cock like Karen had. If he had come in Susan’s mouth like he had with Karen the night before she would have killed him, not sucked him dry. Harold felt bad that he had slept with Karen, but he told himself that he had deserved a break. Karen woke up and slid her hand between Harold’s legs and grasped his cock & balls in her warm hand and Harold felt an immediate response. He tried to say something but Karen stuck one of her firm tits into his mouth stopping what he was trying to say. Stroking Harold’s cock to its full length Karen shifted her pussy over it and put its big red head into the tight entrance to her cunt. She slowly worked his big cock into her tight hot hole and started rocking on it. Sitting straight up she moved upward on the shaft until only its head was still in her pussy. Karen stayed in this position for a second and then dropped straight down ramming it to the hilt into her cunt. She started rocking faster and faster on his huge shaft until letting out a scream she shuddered and jerked impaled on the shaft that gave her all the pleasure. Slowly Karen started rocking again working the shaft with her hot velvety hole until Harold unable to hold back any longer exploded into hot cunt. As Karen sat on Harold’s slowly shrinking shaft she looked at him. “I have wanted to have you in my bed for years. I always loved you from the first time Susan brought you home. I knew that she could never make you happy the way you deserved. Harold had no idea what to say but Karen continued. “I know that you will never leave Susan, but I will always be here for you.” And Harold had to admit that she always had been. He had not planned to continue seeing Karen, but he could not stay away. He loved his wife, but he loved her sister also. Their time together was always special, and always different. Their sex life never got boring or dull. They always managed to find time together and for three years things had been perfect until now. Coming back to the present Harold looked at Karen. She had been sitting there watching him and he was not aware of it until now. “What will you do now?” she asked. She was hoping that he would move in with her as she had always wanted. “You know that Susan will never forgive either one of us for what has happened.” Harold looked at her and said “I will pack my clothes and hope she can be convinced to be reasonable, this has been coming for a long time.” “Would it be o k if I stayed with you for awhile?” Karen smiled and walked over to Harold “you can stay here the rest of our lives if you want I love you.” Karen kissed Harold and told him he better go get his clothes before Susan and Michael came back to the house.

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My Photogenic Mom Chapter 12

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When Susan arrived home Michael had dinner fixed and waiting for her. He had even poured her a glass of wine and put it on the table. Susan was quiet and Michael knew that she had been thinking about Harold. When he kissed her he could smell that she had already had a few drinks. His fit right in with what he had planned for later. After dinner Michael fixed Susan a couple of more drinks. He knew that usually two or three drinks usually got Susan drunk. She did not drink that often and when she did she fell asleep after a few. Michael helped Susan upstairs and after undressing her helped her into bed. He did not bother with Susan’s night gown. If everything worked out she would not need it. Michael then called Kathy and told her to meet him at the mall. He knew that she could be there shortly. He also told her to bring her swim suit and to make some excuse to Jim for not returning home tonight. Michael picked up Kathy and took her to the house. When she saw Susan’s car in the garage she got worried but Michael told her Susan would not be down tonight. Michael fixed Kathy a drink and brought it out to the pool. Kathy had never drank alcohol before but almost everything she had done with Michael was new to her. She liked the taste of the drink and finished it rather quickly. Michael poured her another making it stronger than the first. He helped Kathy get into her suit and they got into the pool. While they were in the pool Michael kept running his hands over Kathy’s sexy body. He could feel her respond to his touch. Her nipples were plainly showing through the fabric of her suit. Michael untied her suit and pulled it off leaving her naked in the pool. He saw Kathy glance towards the door obviously worried about Susan. Michael told her not to worry and handed her another drink. Kathy drained it and Michael refilled the glass from the pitcher on the side of the pool. He stood behind Kathy and slid his hand between her legs rubbing her pussy lips. Kathy shivered and spread her legs to allow Michael to have free access to her cunt. Michael slid his finger into her cunt and started to lightly rub her clit. He leaned towards her and whispered into her ear that he had something he wanted her to do. Kathy was pretty well smashed by this time and cheerfully agreed thinking that Michael had some more games in mind for them. Michael then told her that his mother had not had any sexual release for a long time and he wanted Kathy to make love to her. Hearing this partially sobered Kathy up in a hurry. She pulled away from Michael and just stared at him for a moment. She could not believe that he would even suggest such a thing. She told Michael that she would never do such a thing even if his mother had agreed. Michael said that Susan knew nothing about what Michael had suggested. He did not think she would approve if she did. Kathy started to get out of the pool but Michael grabbed her hand and pulled her back in. He handed her the drink and watched as she finished it. Michael knew that he was going to have to use the tapes to get Kathy to do what he wanted. They got out of the pool and as Michael started to dry Kathy off, she grabbed the towel telling him she would rather do it herself. Michael just shrugged and told her to come into the family room. When they sat down Michael turned on the TV and there in living color was Kathy’s sexy naked body hungrily sucking Michael’s cock. Kathy was in a state of shock. She had never thought about the possibility of Michael taping their sexual encounters. Michael fast forwarded the tape and where he stopped Kathy saw herself facing the camera riding up and down on Michael’s cock. She watched as Michael reached around and grabbed her tits as the both exploded into a huge orgasm. She could even see her juices with Michael’s come leaking out of her cunt and running over Michael’s balls. She hated Michael at this moment, but she was turned on by the scenes that she saw before her. She also knew that she had no choice but to do what Michael wanted. Michael reached over and slid his hand up her leg shoving her legs apart he started rubbing her clit. Kathy tried to resist but her body could not. Michael slid down to the floor and put his face near Kathy’s cunt. He could hear her gasp as he spread her pussy lips and blew on her clit. She spread her legs further apart and moved her hips forward on the couch so that he had free access to her now boiling pussy. Michael started licking Kathy’s hot cunt and quickly brought her to the verge of a climax. He slowed down just a little and then brought her to a full climax. He then asked her again to make love to Susan. She knew that she did not have a choice and stood up to follow Michael. Michael pulled he naked body against his and kissed Kathy long and passionately. She could taste and smell her pussy juice on Michael and for some reason this really turned her on. Michael led Kathy to Susan’s room and opened the door. Susan was lying naked on the bed with he legs spread wide. Michael noticed with satisfaction that the drinks had done what he had hoped. Kathy noticed that Michael did not seem bothered by the fact that he could see everything that his mother had. Kathy dismissed the thought as she looked at Susan on the bed. She certainly did have a great body and was very pretty. While Kathy had never considered sleeping with another woman, she had to admit at least she was being forced to sleep with a very attractive one. Michael urged her forward with his hand. Kathy hesitated and told Michael she did not know what to do. He told her to just do what made her feel good. Kathy eased herself onto the bed beside Susan and was surprised that Susan did not stir. She lightly touched Susan’s soft stomach and slowly moved her hands up her soft body to the base of Susan’s large tits. She had never touched another woman’s breasts before and was surprised by the soft feeling of them. She noticed that Susan’s nipples had started coming erect almost as soon as she touched her tits. She lightly rubbed the end of the nipple and Susan moaned in her sleep. This alarmed Kathy and she quickly pulled her hand away. After a moment she started rubbing the nipple again and then started nibbling on one. Michael sitting by the bed and watching this had gotten one enormous hard on. Kathy slowly moved her hand back down Susan’s body and lightly cupped Susan’s mound in her hand. Susan moved her body slightly making it easier for Kathy to get her fingers into Susan’s cunt. Kathy was surprised at how wet and hot Susan’s pussy was as she slid her fingers in and out of the wet tunnel. Susan was moaning almost continually now and Kathy started kissing her way down Susan’s lovely body until she had replaced her fingers with her tongue. Kathy had always thought the idea of making love to another woman was repulsive. She was surprised to find that she was enjoying this and was really turned on. Susan was fighting her way back to reality and knew that someone was eating her pussy and that she was on fire. She thought it was Michael at first and almost screamed when she saw Michael standing by the bed with his cock in his hand. Susan could feel an orgasm beginning to build in her body and quit trying to figure out what was going on. She wanted to enjoy the feeling of the tongue in her pussy lapping up her juice as she almost reached her exploding point. She grabbed the leg of her unknown benefactor and was going to suck him off as he was doing her. She could not see in the dark, and as the leg went over her head she tried to drop the cock in her mouth. Suddenly Susan realized that there was no cock and her scream was lost as the hot pussy dropped over her mouth and started grinding against it. Susan moved her face so that she could breathe and in doing so rubbed her chin against Kathy’s clit. Kathy jerked and kept grinding her cunt in Susan’s mouth Susan gingerly slid her tongue over Kathy’s clit and enjoyed her reaction to this. Kathy resumed eating Susan’s cunt even faster. Susan responded her mind still partially dulled by the alcohol she had drunk earlier. Kathy and Susan both started cumming at almost the same time. Michael watching this hot scene between his two beautiful women had been jacking off during the whole scene. He straddled Susan’s head and she watched as he kept pounding his cock until he blew his wad in her face and on the ass and cunt of the person on top of her. Susan felt Michael’s hot cum dripping into her mouth and mixing with the pussy juice of the woman she was eating. The whole thing was too much for her and she exploded sending her juices into Kathy’s sucking mouth. This caused Kathy to explode herself giving Susan her own share of pussy juice to swallow. After recovering for a while Susan rolled Kathy off of her and said I think I need an explanation. Michael looked at Kathy and saw that she had passed out from the drinks and the force of her climax. Michael lay beside Susan stroking her lovely tits and started to tell her the story from the beginning. Susan could tell that he was extremely afraid that she would be mad at him. He was worried that she would feel that he was treating her like his father did. Susan just smiled and slid her hand down to his cock and started milking it. It responded to her touch and she move Kathy a little more to the side and sat down on Michael’s cock. As she started to rock on his cock she told him how much she appreciated his concern for her and that he went to all the trouble for her. Michael could feel Susan’s cunt squeezing his cock as she rocked on it he knew that everything was going to be fine. He rolled Susan over and started pounding his cock into Susan’s hot pussy. she started moaning and thrashing on the bed under Michael and Kathy woke up. She could not believe her eyes as she saw Michael pounding his cock into his own mother. Michael saw her looking at him and stuck a finger into her cunt. He was finger fucking Kathy in rhythm to fucking his mother with his cock. He took Kathy’s hand and pulled her to a sitting position in front of him. Not missing a stroke he told Kathy to straddle Susan’s face. Susan opened her eyes just in time to see Kathy’s pussy descending onto her face again. She was ready this time and worked her tongue in time to Michael’s pounding cock in her pussy. Susan exploded into the most fantastic orgasm she had ever experienced. Michael thought her pussy was going to squeeze the life out of his cock. Actually it did. He shot his wad deep into Susan’s pussy while kissing Kathy who was coming herself. Exhausted the three of them fell asleep entwined in each other. Susan was quite shocked when she woke up and saw the other woman in her bed. She could not believe how the preachers wife had sucked her pussy last night. Kathy had always been quiet and reserved. Susan found it hard to picture her like this. Of course she had found it hard to picture herself in the situation that had occurred in the last week also. She sat looking at Kathy in the morning light and liked what she saw. Kathy was younger than Susan and had a great body. Susan had never been attracted to women but she did appreciate what had happened last night. Looking at Michael lying there next to Kathy she smiled. Her memory of Michael driving his hard cock into her wet pussy and seeing Kathy’s pussy dropping on her face was fantastic. Smelling her musky female odor and tasting her pussy. She had always thought there would be a disgusting taste, but she found it quite pleasant and arousing. Her hand slipped into her bush which was already getting wet just thinking about it. Susan leaned over and looked at Kathy’s firm tits. She brushed the nipple with her fingertip and saw it stand up. Susan licked the nipple with her tongue and Kathy stirred. She saw Susan leaning over her tit and reached up and pulled her mouth down onto her nipple. Susan started to suck harder and Kathy could feel her pussy getting hot and wet with anticipation. Michael had woken and was watching the scene unfolding in front of him. He reached over and slid his finger into Kathy’s wet pussy. His touch combined with Susan’s sucking was like an electric shock to her body. Michael knelt down between the two women and started to finger fuck them both at the same time. He could see Kathy’s pussy quiver as he started using two fingers. He then started a third finger into her ass hole. After getting her started he started doing the same thing to Susan. He loved seeing Susan’s fantastic ass pumping up and down on his hand. He felt Susan shifting positions on Kathy and reluctantly pulled his hand from her cunt. Kathy rolled on top of Susan so that she was facing Susan’s cunt. She happily started lapping up her flowing juices. Susan had lost no time in eating Kathy’s pussy either and both women were lost in their own little world. Michael not wanting to be left out of the fun straddled his mothers head and started shoving his cock into Kathy’s asshole. He could feel his mothers tongue working on Kathy’s cunt through the thin skin separating her cunt from her ass. The sensation was driving him wild. He held onto Susan’s ass cheeks to keep from falling off the pile of bodies stacked on the bed. Susan could see Michael’s big cock stretch Kathy’s asshole as he forced it into her. She could feel his shaft sliding into Kathy on her tongue. Every time he rammed his cock into Kathy’s ass his balls smacked Susan in the face. The strangeness of seeing her son fucking another woman’s ass one inch from her face and being pounded by his balls was driving Susan wild. She could feel herself coming but could not move from the weight on her. She suddenly felt Michael ram his cock into Kathy’s ass as far as he could and she could feel his cum pumping into Kathy. She felt a small pang of jealousy just before she exploded with her own orgasm. Kathy was almost in heaven with Susan sucking on her pussy. She suddenly felt Michael ram his cock into her ass and even the momentary pain of him not waiting for her ass to adjust to his size did not bother her. When Michael started to pump her ass, Kathy started an almost continuous orgasm. By the time that he had popped his rocks into her ass she could not even move. She had never felt anything like she had with both Susan and Michael working on her sex starved body. She just lay on the bed with her breast heaving. She had no strength for anything but breathing. Michael had gotten up and went into the shower. He also was pretty well worn out. Being naked with two beautiful willing women was work, very pleasant work but work. Susan stepped into the shower and began to wash Michael. When she got to his cock and balls she knelt down and washed them very carefully. After rinsing them off she took Michael’s cock into her mouth and started sucking on it. She alternated between his cock and his balls giving them both plenty of attention. In no time at all he was standing at attention. Susan smiled and said I hoped you had something left for me. She turned around and wiggled her ass at Michael. Please do it to me just like you did it to Kathy she said. Michael lathered his cock and stepping behind Susan he put the head of his cock at the entrance to her ass and shoved it in. His lathered cock slid easily into the depths of Susan’s ass and Michael started to pump it slowly in and out, teasing her ass with his cock. He could tell that this really turned Susan on because she tried to make him move faster. He held her cheeks so that he could control how fast and how deep he fucked her. Finally he could play no longer and started to fuck her sexy ass as hard as he could. Susan started to finger her cunt and this was the final straw as Michael shot his load into Susan’s ass and slowly slid to the floor of the shower with Susan in his lap his cock buried in her ass.

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The Casting Couch

Anton didn’t mind the economic recession. Sure the revenues from his companies were down, but only slightly. It struck him as strange that in these difficult times the public would sacrifice a lot, but not their habit for porn. His business was still profitable and he had healthy reserves in his bank accounts.
No, these were good times. Some of the ratbag competition would be blown away and the supply of talent was expanding and the prices were cheaper. With employers not hiring, youth unemployment was high and there seemed to be an unlimited supply of beautiful young women who were happy to consider a career in porn.
This was Anton’s annual summer pilgrimage to Moscow. The Russian women had two real attributes for him. Many were exquisitely beautiful and most wanted to escape the poverty and depression of their day by day lives.
Anton was a 20 year veteran of the porn industry. Long ago he had studied photography and lucked on a contract with a down-market porn magazine. As a 19 year old he couldn’t believe he could be paid to take close-ups of stunning, naked girls and often have his choice of them afterwards. Three years later he had the contacts, had a reputation as a creative photographer, a creative business mind and he set up on his own.
He started a small magazine and the quality of his photography and the girls and his sexual inventiveness resulted in it soon finding a lucrative niche. He kept up with, and at times, was ahead of the trends. His models were among the first to have Brazilians, where the law permitted he was the first to picture sex. He saw the video market coming and the DVD and the internet. He was among the first to feature anal sex and DP.
“Actresses” as Anton always referred to his stars liked working with him. He never called them sluts or whores or bitches and indeed he never thought of them like that.
“Think of Michael Phelps, the greatest swimmer of all time,” he explained to a new recruit. “Michael has been blessed with the perfect body for swimming and has the mental desire to work hard to excel. And so he makes a fortune from his talents.
“You have been blessed with a perfect body for sex and the mental attributes of loving to fuck. It is only right that you also should make a fortune from your talents.”
Olga, Anton’s Moscow lawyer, sat beside him at the table in his luxury hotel suite as they studied the photographs. She was the same age as Anton, a slightly fading beauty whose waist was thickening just a little. But when Anton had embraced her as they met he saw that she was still a sensual, all feminine woman.
Olga and Anton’s relationship went back 18 years. She was one of the first models in his magazine and had followed him into porn movies and the internet. Porn had been her escape and she had loved the life. She loved sex, she had seen the world and lived a high-life completely outside the dreams of her contemporaries. There had been no ill-will when 10 years before she had told Anton she was retiring and had returned to Moscow to study law and build a new life with all the money she had saved and the retirement fund Anton gave her.
“The same routine as last year and all the years before,” said Olga. “I advertised that you were a famous photographer looking for new modeling talent for intimate shots. But this year I must have got twice as many applicants as before. I interviewed almost 100 and you’ve seen the shots of what I thought was the best 30.”
Anton nodded. All the girls had been stunning. Olga knew his taste for slim girls with smooth complexions and dazzling smiles. Tattoos and implants were no-no’s. He had reduced the 30 to 10 and they looked at each girl in a variety of poses. Many were fully clothed but there were a number of shots of each girl wearing only bikini briefs. Anton spent more time looking at the girls’ faces than their bodies in these shots. He had been looking for the right balance. He didn’t want girls who were totally confident in showing their bodies; that didn’t suit the innocence that his up-market videos required, but he also knew that the girls who had too many inner battles to show themselves like this would have problems further down the track.
“Demure, but confident of their bodies,” was the way he had described it to Olga. And indeed all the 10 he had chosen seemed to meet these requirements.
Olga had arranged for five interviews on each of two days. They would spend around 90 minutes with each of the girls except when Anton shook his head and Olga would know that he wasn’t interested.
“What time is this girl coming?” he asked, pointing to a tall and willowy blond beauty.
“Ah, that’s Kristina. I thought she would appeal to you. She’s the last today, coming in at 5.”
“How did she react when you asked her to pose topless?”
“She had a battle, I think. She’s quite shy, not a virgin but inexperienced. Like most of them she’s here for the money and the possibility of escape. I’m not sure that she will be prepared to do everything.”
“You’ve explained to all of them the financial terms and what’s expected of them?”
“Yes, they’ve all signed agreements and I’ve got proof that they are all 18.”
“And they know that they can leave at any time. There’ll be no pressure.”
“Yes, I explained, but I’m sure that some might not trust us at first.”
“That’s often the way.”
Anton set up his video and still camera and over the next hours he and Olga interviewed and photographed three girls. One had decided not to show, but that didn’t surprise Anton as usually some girl’s nerve failed at the last minute.
“The first and the third won’t make it,” said Anton. “Neither could relax in front of the cameras. They weren’t comfortable showing their pussies.”
“I agree. Number two surprised me. She was up for anything. I had thought she was a quiet girl, but she couldn’t wait to get her clothes off.”
“Yes and she had a great sense of fun and laughed a lot. She might work in the down market product. See if she wants to do a screen test with Boris and Josef.”
“I’m sure she will want to,” smiled Olga as she took notes. Boris and Josef were two of Anton’s well endowed male leads who would soon find out if number two was up to a vigorous DP.
“Kristina has just texted me. She’s waiting in the lobby.”
“Fine. Ask her to come up please.”
Kristina saw Olga’s text and nervously went over to the lift. She had to fight the urge to turn and run away. Olga had explained what would happen in this interview and had gone through the legal agreement with her. Kristina knew she would be able to leave at anytime, but still wasn’t sure. She had looked up Anton’s website, seen his girls, looked at some of the videos.
“What am I doing here?” she asked herself as she pressed the button for the penthouse in the lift. “This isn’t me.”
But she knew why she was there. She was the youngest of two children, her father had died young from alcohol abuse and her mother had lost her job. Her sister was 10 years older than her and was an example of everything she didn’t want. Her sister was married to a man like so many Russians who drank too much, they lived in a dreary two roomed apartment in a dreary tenement building. Her sister, who used to be so beautiful was now aged far beyond her years, struggling to find every ruble to eke out a miserable existence and somehow feed and clothe her two children.
“Wear what you would wear going to the movies,” Olga had instructed and Kristina had followed this to the letter. She wore a dress which came to her knees and and a loose fitting sweater. Her long blond hair was tied in a tight pony tail and apart from lipstick she wore no make-up.
Anton watched as Olga led Kristina into the suite and directed her to sit on the sofa. He noticed her unflattering choice of clothes, her pony tail, the absence of make up and her nervousness.
“Yes, Kristina, you may have some battles to fight,” he thought.
But he also noticed the grace with which she walked, her lovely straight posture, the immaculate glowing complexion, the generous red lips and the big blue eyes. “Some Slavic blood,” he thought approvingly as he saw her strong cheek bones.
Kristina sat awkwardly on the sofa. She recognized Anton from his website. About 40, hair thinning a bit, not fat but certainly not slim. It was strange to be in the room with this man who was always surrounded by beautiful women and indeed who she had seen fucking some of them on the videos. But he had a kindly looking face with a gentle smile and wasn’t leering at her.
She looked around the suite and realized that it would cost more for one night than a Muscovite would earn in a month.
“Hello Kristina. I’m Anton. Do you speak English?”
“Just a little.”
“Good. Olga will translate for you if you don’t understand anything.” Anton looked through her photographs then looked at Olga, frowning as he did so.
“Did Yuri take these shots of Kristina, Olga? He’s slipping. Kristina is far more beautiful than these show.”
Olga managed to smile, but she was used to it as Anton cracked it with most of his girls.
Kristina even managed a nervous smile for a moment.
Anton asked her about her life and seemed interested in her answers. She was a student at the academy had a married sister and lived with her mother.
“Did your father leave your mother?”
“No, he’s dead.”
“I’m sorry to hear that. You must miss him.”
“No I don’t. He was an alcoholic and he used to hit my mother and me.”
“He didn’t molest you?”
“No, I was only 8 when he died. But I hate to think what he did to my mother.”
Anton knew enough about Russia to know that this was not an unusual scenario. In one way he sympathized with Kristina, but selfishly he also thought that she would have a good reason for wanting to change things.
He asked more questions about her studies about her hobbies and interest in music and under his gentle questioning she started to relax. He always looked at her face, never her body.
“Thank you Kristina, you are a very lovely person.”
Her timid smile lasted a little longer.
“I just want to run over the business details. You know what I do.”
“Yes, Olga told me about your website and I’ve seen it.”
“What did you think?”
Kristina screwed up her face as she tried to think of a polite answer. Although Anton’s site was more tasteful than most porn sites she didn’t like the thought that someday she might be featuring on it.
“It’s better than most porn sites.”
Anton laughed.
“Do you look at a lot of porn sites?”
Kristina looked embarrassed. “Not many.”
“Do you look at them with your boyfriend?”
“I don’t have one now but I used to.”
“I’m surprised you don’t have a boyfriend, a beautiful girl like you.”
“The boys I’m interested in don’t seem to be interested in me.”
“Ah, these Russian men. Sometimes they can be so stupid.”
Kristina laughed for a moment then her nervousness returned.
“Did you and your boyfriend have sex after you looked at porn sites?”
She bit her lip and nodded.
“Did you like it?”
She nodded more eagerly, but Anton suspected that it had been less than overwhelming.
“Where did he do it. In your pussy?”
“Do I have to talk about my sex?”
Anton’s frown was genuine this time. “Kristina. I’m in the sex business. You’re applying for a job as a sex actress. So yes, we are going to talk about your sex life. Did your boyfriend fuck you in your pussy?”
An embarrassed nod.
“In your bum?”
Kristina appeared not to understand so Olga translated and Kristina quickly shook her head, frowning a little.
“In your mouth?”
Kristina nodded her head after Olga translated.
“Did you like that?”
A bored shrug. Anton took that for a “No”.
“Why do you want to be a porn star?” Anton knew the answer wasn’t that Kristina loved sex.
After Olga’s translation Kristina’s face looked blank.
“Perhaps the money?”
This brought a timid nod and smile. Olga frowned inwardly. Girls who didn’t have a keen appetite for sex and were doing it just for the money usually didn’t work out.
“Olga was a porn star. One of the best. I think you quite liked it didn’t you Olga and you sure made a lot of money.”
Olga was quite unashamed of her background despite now being one of Moscow’s more famous lawyers.
“Yes, I enjoyed it. I wouldn’t be where I am now without Anton.” She blew him a kiss. “But, Kristina, if you pass the test, you’ll have to decide whether it’s what you want.”
Anton decided to move things forward and Olga translated for Kristina and showed her clauses in the contract.
“The reason you’ve come today is for nude shots. Now at any time you may leave, the door’s not locked. When we’ve finished, if you want to be paid, you will sign a form saying we can post the shots on our website and in our magazine. If you don’t take the money and sign we won’t publish.”
Kristina nodded, frowning.
“Afterwards, if Olga and I agree and you agree as well, of course, you can come back another day for a screen test for which you will also be paid.
Kristina nodded.
“Do you have any questions?”
Kristina checked on the money. For the nude shots she would be paid as much as an average Russian would earn in a month. For the screen test, more than three month’s income.
“How do I know if you will pay me.”
Anton frowned for a moment, but knew Russians had good reason to be suspicious.
“Olga paid you promptly didn’t she?”
“Yes and she even gave me a bonus because she said I tried so hard.”
Kristina gave her first dazzling smile as she looked at Olga.
“Do that again, that smile,” said Anton directing his camera.
Kristina couldn’t until Anton said, “OK, scowl at me if you can’t smile.”
This brought another lovely smile.
Room service came up with some tea and the three talked. Kristina asked Olga questions about her life in the porn business and visibly relaxed. Olga truthfully told her that she was as beautiful as any woman she had known in the porn business and Kristina’s smile came more often. She even giggled and once burst out laughing. She felt calmer about what was coming. Both Anton and Olga had been porn stars showing their all. Anton must have seen thousands of girls naked so it really wasn’t such a big deal. And she could decide later if she wanted her shots to go onto the website.
However her confidence evaporated when Anton said, “Now, could you please show me your body.”
This was the moment when she would reveal everything. Olga had shown her photos of the poses which were expected and some were very uninhibited. Anton watched the indecision on her face but smiled gently. Olga was watching Anton, usually if a girl was hesitant like this it resulted in a shake of his head and the end of the girl’s application.
Anton gave Kristina a quizzical look. “You knew when you came here that you would be required to do this. Dealing with beautiful women is my business, I have seen thousands of them naked. I’m sure you will be very beautiful, but don’t be upset if I say that you won’t be showing me anything I haven’t seen many times before.”
It was his glance at his watch which made up Kristina’s mind and she realized she had to do it. When she had come for her first interview she had seen a lot of other girls applying; many were very attractive and Anton had his choice from all of them. She only had the choice of taking off her clothes or leading a life like her sister’s.
Kristina took off her shoes then stood up and removed her sweater. Underneath she only had a small black bra. Looking at the wall over Anton’s head she took off her skirt and folded it neatly.
“Ah yes, you have a beautiful body. Look at those lovely long legs Olga.”
There was more hesitation and Kristina saw Anton and Olga watching her. She moved her hands behind her back and unclipped her bra to show her uplifted pink tipped breasts. Anton’s head nodded approvingly.
The final hurdle. Her black knickers.
“You have to do it if you want to go any further,” Olga said gently. She was surprised that Anton was continuing with the interview. She had expected him to dismiss a girl who was so sexually inexperienced and so shy about showing herself. However, he was the boss and Olga had seen his early fascination for Kristina.
Bracing herself Kristina lowered her knickers then placed them tidily on the sofa. She stood rigid with her hands at her side, aware of Anton’s scrutiny as he snapped away with his still camera. He saw her plump and neat pussy lips as she had obeyed Olga’s instruction to trim her pubic hair.
“Excellent, thank you Kristina. Could you untie your hair too please.”
Kristina let her blond locks loose and shook her head so they cascaded to her shoulders.
“Now can we see that lovely smile again.” But Kristina could only manage a brief nervous grin.
“If you can’t smile you can poke your tongue out at me.”
This brought a dazzling smile and Olga could see why Anton was so captivated.
“Now just walk around the room, turning yourself around. Ah, yes you have a beautiful firm bottom to match your pussy.”
“And come closer to me.” Kristina was aware that his camera lens was pointing straight at her pussy, but her mind was on auto-pilot as she obeyed the instructions. It was an unreal situation, Olga and Anton continued their conversation as she paraded her, often giving her compliments.
“And part your legs more.” She was only a meter in front and the camera was still pointing at her vulva.
“And push your lovely pussy to the camera.”
He looked her in the eye. “Do you like your body?”
She grinned and nodded.
“Good, you should be proud. You are lovely.”
Olga sighed to herself. “Oh no, he’s fallen for another one. Ah well Anton it’s your money.”
“Now the doggy position on the sofa please Kristina.”
She had been dreading this moment as Olga had shown her photos of the position. She hesitated and looked at Anton but he and Olga were having a discussion as they looked at the screen on his camera and reviewed his shots.
Kristina knelt on the sofa, facing away and her shoulders on the top of the backrest and her pussy and backside pointing at the camera. She looked over her shoulder.
Olga and Anton finished their chat.
“That’s good. Now push your tummy down and your backside up. Good. Now spread your legs please. Bum pointing almost at the ceiling. Legs even a bit wider still.”
Kristina was acutely aware that all her private parts were openly displayed. Her pussy was open and pushing back towards the camera and she knew that her puckered anus was fully exposed. She looked back over her shoulder waiting for Anton’s instructions.
“Very good Kristina. I think you have been practicing. How about that for a wonderful pussy Olga?’
“I thought she would be perfect,” Olga sounded proud.
Anton’s mobile phone rang and he answered it brusquely. He then had an angry and extended conversation and Kristina thought she might move from her revealing position while he was talking.
Anton put his hand over his phone. “No Kristina, we are not finished yet.”
The conversation continued for a few minutes and Kristina forgot her all showing position and waited patiently. While a final foreign expletive Anton switched off his phone. He had deliberately prolonged the conversation so that he could see how Kristina reacted in this vulnerable position. He was glad to see she was more relaxed.
Anton took a lot of shots with his still camera. Sometimes he spoke encouragingly and complimentarily to Kristina, sometimes he seemed engrossed in his work. Once he put his hand on the inside of her thighs to spread them and once he pushed gently on her back to expose her pussy even more.
Kristina was now feeling confident. She had overcome her biggest mental barrier. She had never imagined that any man, or woman for that matter, would want to see her like this but the longer she was in the position the more relaxed she felt and even started to feel aroused.
“Can I see what I look like?”
Anton came beside her at the sofa and ran through the shots on the screen of his camera.
“Well Anton, your camera has been where the sun doesn’t shine,” she giggled and burst into laughter.
Anton then asked her to sit on the sofa in the “star” position. She did so, then leaning back lifted her feet onto the seat spreading them wide apart without being asked to. Again her pussy and anus were fully exposed.
Anton peered through his lens.
“Use your fingers to spread your pussy lips.”
Without hesitation Kristina did as directed and her glistening inner labia were displayed.
“Olga, I think Kristina is getting into the mood,” said Anton noticing the moisture and odors of her arousal.
“She certainly is. And that really is a beautiful nectar pot.”
“Do you like doing it with women?” Anton asked.
“I’ve never tried it.” Anton wasn’t surprised.
Anton took more shots and asked her questions about her college life. He again extended the time he kept her in this pose as he saw it as training for her.
“Wonderful Kristina. You’re a natural. Sit down and relax.”
Still naked and careful to keep her knees apart, as Olga had instructed, Kristina sat on the sofa. Anton transferred the video and stills to his computer and the three watched on a very large LCD screen. Kristina felt a mixture of emotions.
“God here I am showing everything, everything and with one email it could be all over the internet.”
But then she started to feel pride. She had always felt proud of her body and knew she was beautiful. But not this beautiful. She appreciated the Anton’s artistry. Both Anton and Olga paid her a lot of compliments and she started to feel more relaxed in this strange company, despite her nudity and her shaven pussy on display.
“Olga and I need to talk” said Anton as they left the room.
“Well?” Anton looked at Olga.
“I don’t think so. She’s very pretty, she has a lovely nature once she’s got over her shyness. But I don’t think she be happy fucking in front of cameras for the whole world to see.”
“She relaxed quite well and seemed to enjoy opening her pussy.”
“Can’t you see Anton. She’s putting on a show, just for you. That old Croatian charm is working again.”
Anton looked at her. “I’ll offer her a screen test.”
“It’s your money.”
“Decision time Kristina,” said Anton. “Your first decision is about the money and what we do with the video. To receive the money you must sign this form which will give us authority to put these on our website and anywhere else.”
He put down a large pile of dollar notes. Kristina counted them and was pleasantly surprised. At the official exchange rate it was 20% more than agreed. But when she went to the black market she knew she would be able to exchange the greenbacks for half as much again.
“This is more than you said.”
“Bonus for trying so hard and being so exquisitely beautiful,” smiled Anton.
Kristina couldn’t resist giving her dazzling smile.
“Olga and I have already decided that you’ve easily qualified for a screen test. It was a no brainer. So, you’ve got to think about that as well.”
Kristina had a sinking feeling in her stomach. The idea that her genitals would be on the internet for all sorts of perverts to jerk off at. She looked at the money and did some sums. And she thought about the screen test money. And how much she would make in one of Anton’s porn videos.
“What guarantees are there that I’ll get work in one of your videos?”
“None at all. If you do the screen test, I’ll show it to my directors and they’ll decide if they want to use you.”
“What happens in the screen test.”
Anton had already decided that she was best suited for the up-market porn.
“You’ll do a one on one. But pretty much everything. Pussy fucking, oral, anal. No SM, well maybe a spank or two.”
Kristina flinched. “Who will I do it with?”
“I’ve decided it’ll be an older man, going a bit bald, a bit overweight and with a small dick.”
Olga laughed. “I knew you’d volunteer for this one Anton.”
Anton looked at Kristina. “Sorry, not your idea of a dreamboat. Have you ever wanted to kiss a 40 year old man?” He grinned at her.
Kristina certainly hadn’t but thought that if she had to do it with anyone, Anton would be OK. In his own way he had been gentle and charming. He had been able to make her comfortable and relaxed in those revealing positions.
“His dick isn’t that small,” said Olga. “But he’s not that big either. Poor Anton always feels a bit inadequate on the set with some of his studs who are hung like horses. But no girl I’ve met has ever minded. If you do want to do it, you’ll find you’ll learn somethings you never even dreamed about.”
“I need some time to think.”
“Sure you do. I’ll leave you to talk it through with Olga. I’ve got an appointment to go to.” He stood up and let his eyes slowly take in all her body. Kristina didn’t mind at all; she felt a strange flow of affection and stood up and hugged him.
“You have been very professional and very nice.” She laughed.
“Careful, beautiful flower, you may see another side of me.” His hand fondled her buttocks and even spread them slightly, then he left.
Olga explained everything to Kristina. Her face was stern and matter of fact.
“It’s all or nothing. Oral both ways, pussy and anal.” She saw Kristina screw up her face. “Your choice, Kristina and you can leave at anytime but you won’t get paid. And you’ve got to enjoy it. Everything. Or at least act as if you are enjoying it. If you don’t, that’s the end of the test and no money. You do everything he says immediately without questioning.
Now I want you to take these DVDs and watch them to see what’s expected. And as you haven’t done oral properly or anal at all, you need to practice with these.”
Olga produced two dildos from her briefcase. One was an over sized penis.
“This is for practicing oral. See this mark I’ve made on it. You should swallow it so far that your lips reach here.”
Kristina looked horrified but said nothing.
Olga held up the other dildo which was the size of a thick pen.
“This is to get you ready for anal. Use this gel with it. I suggest that you practice with it each time you masturbate. The DVD will show you.”
“When will it happen?”
“In a week, but I need you to text me by tomorrow night with your decision.”
“I’m scared he might have aids or something.”
“He’s very careful. Here’s a voucher for the medical center. Take it there tomorrow and they’ll test you for everything. Bring there results when you come. Anton will do the same for you.”
Kristina thought. “They really had thought of everything. Well, he’s probably done this hundreds of times before.”
“Will I just be a whore if I do this for the money?”
Olga’s face hardened. She didn’t like her previous profession described like that.
“If Anton had wanted a whore, he could have had Moscow’s finest for a week if he paid her what he’s paying you for today. He doesn’t need whores. Any of his actresses is more than keen to sleep with him for nothing. He’s a man of strange principals. He thinks you should be paid a modeling fee for what you have done today and an acting fee for the screen test. I’ve told him most of the girls I’ve interviewed would do it for nothing, but he thinks differently.
“Now, go and shower and get dressed. And you need to make up your mind about today’s fee.”
Olga’s face softened. “Kristina, I understand why you are here. Money. Maybe it’s not fair, you wish it wasn’t like this. What are your options? A girls as beautiful as you could easily work in one of Moscow’s brothels. Being abused by six men a day and earning next to nothing. Or perhaps you could end up like your sister and mother. Is that what you want for yourself?”
Kristina showered and dressed, then signed the release form, took the money and said she’d like a screen test.
A week later
Kristina returned to the luxury hotel at the agreed time in the late evening. She was more resolved in her mind. Those shots of her naked and with her open pussy would be all over the internet by now. The damage was done and it didn’t seem to be a big difference to be shown having sex.
Only Olga was there.
“Do you have your medical certificate?” asked Olga.
Kristina handed it to her and Olga showed her Anton’s and explained it.
”Please have a shower then change into this bathrobe.”
“I had a shower before I came.”
Olga frowned. “Then have another shower.”
Olga showed Kristina the bedroom where the screen test would take place. There was a super king sized bed with immaculate sheets and on three sides cameras were set up.
“The cameras will run by themselves so it’ll just be you and Anton.” Kristina was pleased that there would be no camera men watching.
“But you will have to move into the positions Anton tells you so that everything is filmed properly.”
“I will be in the next room. There is no need for me to stay but Anton thinks the new girls feel more comfortable with me nearby. But remember that you are free to go at anytime. No door will be locked and we won’t try to stop you.”
Olga poured her a glass of wine and they sat on the bed together.
“Kristina, you are here because you have decided you want to. No-one has pressured you into to this. You are not being raped. But this is a screen test and you will be well paid for it and so you will do exactly as Anton says. Don’t disagree or argue with him and never tell him to stop unless you want to leave.
“Anton is a little overweight because he eats and drinks too much. But he is very fit and strong. He is also a very experienced lover and you will find that many of the things he does will give you pleasure but he will be concerned for his own pleasure as well. Just remember to always act as though you are enjoying yourself.”
Unknown to Kristina, Anton had arrived and had changed in another bedroom and came in wearing a white bathrobe similar to the one she was wearing. Olga poured him some wine and he sat on the bed beside her.
“So, you are ready for your test, Kristina?”
She nodded nervously.
“Good, you are looking very beautiful. Now we need to rearrange things a little. Could you sit further back on the bed. Good.”
He undid her bathrobe. “Now, pull your feet back and put your knees high and wide and show your pussy for that camera.”
There was nothing new for Kristina in this so she easily complied.
As he sipped his wine Anton surveyed her body. So beautiful. Those firm young breasts he wanted to nibble and bite, that pink pussy he wanted to explore and fuck. He couldn’t quite see her anus which he was going to ravish. He would enjoy this. He chatted to Olga who showed him Kristina’s medical certificate.
Olga poured Kristina another glass of wine. Two glasses would help her to relax but no more.
“I will be in the next room if you need me Kristina.” Olga left the room closing the door behind her.
Anton continued talking to Kristina stroking her breast as he did so.
“Just relax beautiful flower.”
His bathrobe was a little open and she could see his upper body. He wasn’t fat, more solid around the waist. He saw her glance.
“See, a fat middle aged man. Not a muscle bound hulk for you Kristina.”
She laughed and stroked his slight belly. “Not fat just well built.”
“Do you have a favorite film actor?”
“Johnny Depp I suppose.”
“See if you can imagine I’m Johnny Depp.” He laughed. “That’s quite a test for your imagination.”
Anton knelt on the floor in front of her.
“Lie back flower.”
Kristina felt his fingertips lightly skim over her thighs, over her pussy, her outer labia and her clitoral hood. She felt his breath on her vulva and then his lips and tongue covered the same flesh.
“Such a beautiful young pussy.”
Anton adjusted her position slightly for the camera and pushed her legs wider. Then Kristina felt his fingers spread her labia and felt his tongue explore. She had learned from watching the DVD and gave a groan which she hoped sounded like a groan of pleasure.
Anton had bedded over a thousand women and was well tuned to their responses. He knew a fake when he heard it.
“Thank you for trying, flower,” he said to himself. “Let’s see if we can get the real thing.”
It was a matter of pride to Anton that he should give his screen test partners real orgasms. And that also increased their enthusiasm for his demands of them.
His practiced lips and tongue expertly found Kristina’s clitoris. He varied his pressure and his speed to see how she reacted.
Again following the DVD Kristina stroked his head and groaned again. But now she was starting to feel a warmth in her loins. No-one had ever done this before to her and as she got used to it she liked it more and more. Her hips gave a wriggle which Anton knew wasn’t feigned. He moved away from her clitoris to suck her vagina and tasted the juice of her sexual excitement.
Kristina’s excitement rose and for the next five minutes Anton kept her on the edge of an orgasm. Her stomach heaved and writhed and her groans now were absolutely genuine expressions of delight.
Anton decided the time was right and Kristina came with an extended shriek. Next door Olga smiled.
“Anton that was lovely,” giggled Kristina and when he moved up the bed she happily put his knob in her mouth. Thankfully it was not nearly as big as the dildo Olga had given her
Anton watched her timid movement. She would have to learn to do more than that, but that would come later.
“So, my little flower is very sexy when she wants to be,” he smiled.
Kristina was happy and relaxed. Anton was gentle and that orgasm had been wonderful. When he bent over she willingly kissed him and put her tongue in his mouth.
Anton adjusted her position so that she was on show for another camera, still on her back with her legs wide. Again he went down on her but after some soft licks it was different. His lips sucked very hard on her clitoris, so hard it hurt a little. Kristina almost asked him to be more gentle then remembered that she must follow his instructions without question.
Anton sucked harder and the pain increased. But strangely so did Kristina’s thrill of excitement. She wanted him to stop but didn’t want him to stop. Her groans were a mixture of agony and ecstasy and then she felt his fingers rub the upper inside of her vagina. They started nicely but the pressure increased and it felt harsh.
Anton was being very careful; he wanted the right combination of pain and sexual thrill and when he sensed the pain was getting to much, he eased slightly and and Kristina soon orgasmed again. This was far more intense than her first, her whole body writhed as the pleasure exploded through her vulva.
Before she had time to recover Anton moved up thrust his cock into Kristina’s pulsating vagina.
“God, so small and tight,” he groaned in pleasure.
It felt gorgeous for Kristina as well and she wrapped her arms around his shoulders and thrust her pelvis up to him. Her groans were loud and animated and Anton knew they were genuine. To reward her he skillfully ground his pelvis against her clitoris and to her joy she felt herself coming again.
Now Anton’s work started in earnest. Over the next half hour he maneuvered Kristina into a variety of positions all intended to display her body and their action for the best benefit of the cameras. She took him in the missionary position, the doggy position, on her side, sitting on him facing his face, sitting on him facing his feet, and standing and leaning over the bed. Anton’s pounding became more intense, he grunted and muttered words in a language that Kristina couldn’t understand.
She enjoyed the sensations for the first 20 minutes but became tired and so her groans became acts. Anton realized this but didn’t mind. He only had two goals: to get it all on camera and to obey the frenzied demands of his cock. When she was kneeling, taking him doggy style, he slapped her buttocks and gave a triumphant yell and he liked the way her buttocks became pink.
At last he pulled out but Kristina’s relief was short lived. He stood in front of her and she knelt, knowing what was expected. This time Anton set the pace for the oral sex. He took her hands away from his shaft then put his hands behind her head and pushed her forward. Kristina felt his knob bang into her throat and her nose touch his pubic hair. Fortunately he was smaller than her practice dildo and she was able to take it without gagging.
Anton noticed this with approval and proceeded to fuck her mouth.
“Suck harder, as hard as you can, flower,” he roared.
Kristina did so and developed a rhythm as her lips bobbed up and down on his shaft. Anton realized she didn’t need to have her head forced down and concentrated on his ejaculation. He came with another roar and Kristina felt his load squirt deep in her mouth.
Anton knelt in front of her and passed her a wine glass. Gratefully she sipped then swallowed and Anton collapsed on the bed panting.
“You are too beautiful and sexy Kristina. You drive an old man crazy.” He gently squeezed her nipple.
Kristina felt a surge of affection. She had never known anything like the orgasms she had just had. She realized that he had made the effort to make her enjoy it first and while he had been vigorous he hadn’t hurt her. She had even liked the slaps.
She kissed his lips. “”You drove me a bit crazy too, Johnny Depp.”
They both laughed then kissed deeply for a few minutes.
Then Anton abruptly stood up and and opened a drawer. Kristina saw him getting a tube of lubricant. She had dismissed her concerns about anal sex from her mind but know they all returned in force.
Anton saw her frown. “Your choice, flower. But no money if you leave now.”
Two thoughts reassured her. First, she had gone this far and it wouldn’t be too long before she got the money. Second she had enjoyed what had happened so far. Anton really was very sexy and considerate. Sure she would have preferred the fucking to have finished sooner, but she realized that was a requirement for the screen test.
Anton guided her into the doggy position, pushing her shoulders down to the sheets. She was in a position where one camera would be focused on her ass and another on her face to see her reactions. He knelt behind her and she could feel his breath as he peered at her anus and ran his fingers lightly over it. Then she felt him apply the gel, then one of his fingers squeeze into her anal canal.
Anton noticed the tightness of her anus but realized it was probably nerves as she seemed to relax once his finger was in three knuckles. Kristina had practiced with the dildo, but Anton’s finger felt nicer as he moved it in and out. Then his movements became more vigorous and he rotated as well, try to expand the walls of her bowel. Then he inserted another finger. That did hurt a bit at first and Kristina hoped her agonized groan sounded like ecstasy. However her anus relaxed to accommodate his digits.
Anton now flipped her onto her back, keeping his fingers inserted and his tongue returned to her clitoris. Her groans became truly ecstatic from the combined pleasures. Anton’s tongue worked hard on her clitoris and his fingers worked vigorously in her bowel. Kristina’s previous orgasms had been wonderful, but the paled into insignificance compared to the physical symphony which now exploded.
Anton let her recover then shifted back to the doggy position, crouching over her. She felt his knob nudge, but she was dilated from his fingers and it slid in easily. Anton was slow and careful for a few minutes but he had done his preparations well and was able to slid in to the hilt of his cock.
“Is it all right flower?”
He was pleasantly surprised to hear a genuine groan of pleasure. Kristina now felt comfortable, knowing she had taken his cock right in and it hadn’t hurt.
As before Anton made sure that Kristina came first and she became an eager and willing participant. She was anally fucked in every position imaginable and some she hadn’t imagined. Anton became more vigorous and held her hips tightly as he grunted and thrashed into her buttocks with his loins and spanked them with his hands. Kristina moaned with pleasure.
He gabbed her hair and pulled her face up so the camera could see her expressions.
After 15 minutes he pulled out and Kristina was relieved as her ass was getting tired and her previously virginal bowel was getting sore from the unaccustomed hammering. But it was just to put more lubricant on his cock and he returned to his task with even greater enthusiasm. After another 10 minutes Kristina lay on her side and her groans were more pain than pleasure as he built his tempo higher. But suddenly, God, another orgasm, she couldn’t believe it. Anton’s grunts became more frenzied and she heard him roar as he thrust deeply. She realized he had come in her ass.
Anton lay on his back panting and groaning but directed Kristina to suck his cock clean.
Anton smiled at he and gave her a hug. Kristina snuggled in and gave his balls a gentle squeeze and enjoyed his kisses. Then Anton stood up and directed her to the shower.
When Kristina finished dressing she joined Olga and Anton in the main room. They were having a discussion. Olga pointed to a pile of dollar notes and the legal agreement and Kristina signed it without hesitation and put the money in her purse.
“Don’t you want to count it?” asked Anton.
“I think I can trust you, Johnny Depp.” This brought a laugh from Anton and a puzzled look from Olga. Kristina was really keen to know what they thought of her screen test, but remembered that Anton had told her he was sending it to his directors to get their opinion.
“Thank you Kristina. We will let you know.” She realized she was being dismissed and left the suite.
The next day Kristina received a call from Olga asking her to return as they needed more photos. She thought this was encouraging and now was relaxed with the prospect of flaunting her pussy.
However she wasn’t asked to strip but was told by Anton to try on some clothes and Olga skilfully applied make-up on her face. They were the most beautiful clothes Kristina had ever worn. She was puzzled but posed as requested as he took hundreds of shots.
Again she was dismissed but three days later was invited to return.
“Kristina,” said Anton, “my directors have had a look at your test. They think you are very promising, but want you to do another.”
Kristina nodded. She wouldn’t mind with Anton again.
“This time with Boris and Joseph.”
Two tall and powerfully built men came into the room. They were good looking and smiled at her. Boris kissed her cheek. “Hi Kristina, Anton said you are a stunner. He’s right.”
Anton continued. “We want you to do a double play with Boris and Joseph. Both at the same time. Fucking your pussy and ass at the same time.”
Kristina felt a chill in her stomach.
“Now this time also we need camera men to get the quality we need.” He directed her into the bedroom where three camera men were with their cameras and lights. They smiled at her in a friendly manner.
Kristina felt worse. Two men at the same time and in front of all these others. Joseph and Boris took off their clothes and Kristina was frightened. Their cocks were huge. Bigger than the dildo Olga had given her to practice oral sex.
Kristina looked around the room. Anton was talking to the camera men, discussing the lighting. Boris and Joseph were studying porn magazines and she saw their erections rising. They were enormous. Olga handed her a tube of gel.
“You’d better put a lot of this in your ass Kristina, those two big cocks take a bit of getting used to. Now it’s time for you to take off your clothes.”
Kristina stood transfixed with fear. The double penetration sounded terrible, especially with those enormous cocks. Just doing it in this matter of fact way with all these people in the room. She started to take off her clothes but then stopped, tears rolling down her face. She knew she couldn’t do it.
Anton came over, put an arm around her shoulders and led her from the bedroom.
“Kristina, flower, thank you for efforts. This really was a test for you. Olga and I both felt that hard core porn isn’t really right for you. But we wanted you to see for yourself.”
She nodded, still crying. There went her dreams of escaping from Moscow.
“Kristina, the test was perfect. You were so sexy and exciting, but you are an intimate lover, not an exhibitionist.”
In her heart Kristina knew this was true and she nodded, her eyes misty with tears. Then Anton gave her a hug.
“But I have an alternative which may suit you. I have shown the photos of you wearing clothes to one of New York’s top modeling agencies. They liked what they saw and will give you a six month trial contract. Don’t worry too much about the “trial”, I know they are very keen. They want you in three weeks and they want you to lose 5 kilograms. And to work hard on your English.”
Kristina couldn’t believe what she was hearing. She opened a big envelope which Anton gave her and saw air tickets and a contract which Olga explained.
Kristina left with a small present that Anton had given her.
“Well, that was an expensive fuck,” said Olga to Anton after Kristina had left the room
“I guess. But allow an old man his follies. And perhaps there may be some ongoing benefits.”
“It seems a pity to have brought Boris and Josef here and waste those lovely cocks,” said Olga.
Anton kissed her. “Go for it Olga. I’m sure you will make their days.”
When Kristina got into a taxi she opened the present. It was a DVD and a note.
“Flower, this is the only copy of all your screen tests. I haven’t kept a copy and it hasn’t gone on the internet. Wouldn’t be right for a world famous model. Treasure it and be proud, you were wonderful.”
This wasn’t completely true. He did keep one shot of Kristina in that doggy position with her radiant smile and her pussy and anus winking at him. But he never showed it to anyone.
Anton was right about future benefits. For the next 10 years, every three months or so he received a phone call from a world famous model.
“Hi there Johnny Depp. Do you want to see a really good porno video? The male star looks like he’s a fantastic fuck.”
They would meet in a suite, watch the video and then do an action replay.

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Cyarine- Part 1

Cyarine is a one of the creatures that lives amongst humans and other, deadlier creatures, but not many know about her or her kind.

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I was warned about the neighbor

Young and perky Alice goes next door planning a girly day with her bff, instead she ignores everyones warnings about her best friends grandpa and decides to help him out with some work in the shed.

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My Photogenic Mom Chapter 1

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Michael could not believe his luck, a beautiful spring day like this and he got out of school early because the air conditioning system broke. On the other side of the coin, his closest friends were on the ball team so the coach held them at school for extra practice. He realized that the championships were getting close but that sure messed up the day. He was thinking about his new car while driving home. His dad had gotten it for him a few weeks ago for his eighteenth birthday. His friends thought that his new Camaro was the greatest. It was great having a rich old man at times like that. He did not get along with his dad, so Harold tried to buy him. Michael could not stand the way that his dad treated his mom, and that was the basis for their problems. Today would have been a great day to cruise around and check out the girls in town with his buddies, but that would have to wait until later now. As he pulled into the driveway he wondered what his mom, Susan, would be doing, or if she was even home. He hoped that she would be out by the pool. He had to admit that he had the best looking mother of any one he knew. His buddies all said that she was a fine looking woman, and he knew that they were all jealous of him, even though they knew better than to say anything that he would hear. He just wished that she was not so uptight all the time, always having to be so prim and proper. He had to laugh just thinking of the first time she wore a two piece swimsuit in their pool. She looked fantastic with her firm breasts and tight ass in that suit. She sat with a towel around her most of the evening even though Michael and his dad were the only ones there.
As he walked in the door he yelled “mom, are you home?” He received no answer. Michael walked through the house to the back doors and looked out at the pool but she was not there either. Great, I wonder which of her committees she is at today. I cannot believe I am going to have the whole afternoon free and no-one is around. At times like this Michael really missed Linda, his sister was two years older than him and was a freshman in college. This was the first time in his life that she was not there to talk to and to do things with. They had been really close their whole life, best friends and able to talk about anything. They still talked on the phone every week but it just wasn’t the same. She was supposed to be home in two weeks and he couldn’t wait.
Michael walked down the stairs to his darkroom in the basement. He had always been fascinated by photography. As he got older, he with his moms help had talked his dad into buying him more cameras and better equipment until he got his own darkroom to work in. I am just not in the mood to be cooped up today. Maybe I will just go out and take some pictures. I still need to take the pictures of the new church that mom promised Reverend Thompson that I would do, and maybe Mrs. Thompson will be there. Michael had always thought that a great looking woman like Kathy Thompson was wasted with him, he probably had no idea what to do with a woman that looked like that. Michael really was not happy that his mother had committed his services, but he wanted to keep her happy he really did love her, and she always acted as a buffer between him and his dad. The older Michael got it seemed the more problems he and his dad had getting along.
Getting his camera bag out and checking inside for film and his cameras, he could not help thinking about what it would be like to have his mother modeling nude for him. He smiled thinking about what mom would say if she knew about some of his fantasies, this one being one of the milder ones. Ever since he was almost caught going through her underwear drawer when he was ten years old, he was fascinated by her beautiful body. He could not help smiling as he thought about that day six years ago, his mom was out by the pool and he was in his room supposed to be doing his homework. Instead he was spending more time thinking about the fun he was missing. He had also just shortly before started becoming aware of the mystery of the female body. Without really knowing what he was looking for he got up and went across the hall to his mother’s bedroom. He opened a drawer in her dresser and saw all the frilly sexy panties and bra’s that were in there. He could not resist picking up a pair of the silky panties and after feeling how soft they were he rubbed them on his cheek and just stood there smiling, lost in the feeling. Michael did not here his mom coming upstairs and he almost lost it when she called to him and asked if he was done with his homework. He quickly shoved her panties back in the drawer and closed it. He had just made it inside her closet door when she came into the room and closed the door. He had not had time to get the closet door completely closed so he was able to see her through the crack in the door. She opened her drawer and took out the very same pair of panties that he had just been rubbing on his face. After selecting a bra, she walked over to her dressing table and took off her swimsuit. Michael could not believe what he was seeing. Sure his buddies and he had looked at playboy magazine before. Although they really did not understand what they were feeling when they looked at the pictures they all knew that their balls and cock had a tingly feeling afterward.
That however was nothing to the way his cock was feeling now. Sit-ting in the closet he could see his mother running her hands over those luscious big tits. He could see the beautiful dark nipples starting to swell and stand up and his mom started breathing sort of funny. Then she walked over and lay down on the bed and one hand slid slowly down her body until it was on her stomach. She opened her legs and Michael had his first look at his mother’s hot smooth swollen pussy lips. Michael realized that his cock was definitely growing and he was trying to push it back down in his shorts. By now his mom’s hand had slid between her legs. He could not believe it when all of a sudden she slid two fingers between those luscious swollen lips and up into her pussy and start sliding them in and out. Faster and faster she moved her hand until her breath was com-ing in short loud gasps. Susan pulled her feet up onto the bed and started arching her fantastic ass into the air in time with the strokes of her fingers into her sopping wet pussy. Michael had a perfect view of his mom’s pussy as her fingers worked in and out of it faster and faster. By this time Michael had given up on getting his young cock back into his shorts. He was rubbing his cock and it was feeling too good. The faster his moms’ fingers went in and out, the faster he stroked his young cock. All of a sudden he heard his mother start to whimper and suddenly her whole body went stiff her legs straining spread as far as possible. She held her fingers in her pussy as far as possible her cum juices flowing down her hand and dripping to the bed. Michael could not believe what was happen-ing. Susan’s one hand was squeezing her glorious tits, and the other reaming her pussy. All of a sudden his cock exploded all over him. At first he was scared that he had hurt himself, but it felt so good and then he felt his cock start to shrink back down to its normal size. After realizing that it was not blood that was dripping on his mom’s closet floor he relaxed. He figured this was what the magazines meant about cumming. He looked at his mom on the bed, and she started to slowly take her fingers out of her dripping pussy. She wiped her hands on a tissue and threw it in the wastebasket. Shortly she stood up and walked into the bathroom and got into the shower. Michael figured he better get out of her room before she finished her shower. He quietly pushed the door open and went into the room. He walked over to the dressing table and took out the tissue that his mother had wiped her hands on out of the waste-basket. He looked at it for a minute, then slowly put it up to his nose and gingerly sniffed it. It was like nothing he had ever smelled before. As he stood there smelling the tissue, the picture of his mother lying on the bed with her legs spread wide open and her fingers jammed up her pussy came flooding back into his mind. All of a sudden his cock was starting to stand up again and he had just started to reach for it when his mother shut off the water in the shower. Michael dropped the tissue and ran for the door. He then ran to his room to work on his homework and to try to understand what had just happened and the changes that had just taken place in his mind and body.
Michael just stood there smiling; he had come a long way since then. He had had quite a bit of experience with the girls in school yet he still could feel the thrill of seeing his mom’s great body for the first time. Since he had gotten older, he also understood the reason for some of the frustration she had been feeling that day. His dad, Harold, was seldom home, due to his business and when he was home there always seemed to be a lot of tension in the air. Michael had heard several arguments through the years. He had even heard his mom accuse Harold of spending more time with other women than he did with her. Michael never could understand that, if he had a woman with a body like that waiting at home he could see no reason to go anywhere else. Michael became aware that with all these memories he had gotten one hell of a hard on. As he unzipped his fly and started pulling on his cock he thought of Susan again. He knew it was wrong but he would love to be able to slam his cock into her tight burning hot pussy. Pounding his swollen cock into her wet throbbing cunt until she begged for him to stop, watching those huge tits bounce every time he hit bottom. The thought of her beautiful pussy and tits was more than he could stand and he exploded all over his darkroom floor. If Harold was not interested in her any more, Michael knew he sure was. He also knew that there would never be a chance to live out the fantasies that he had. This one was one of the mildest of the things that he had dreamed of doing with Susan because she was such a prude. He had heard Harold complain during one of the many arguments that she would not even undress in front of him with the lights on, how was he supposed to stay interested in her. Michael thought that his dad really did not try very hard to change things at home either. He thought that Harold would have left his mother years ago if it would not have been for losing half of everything that he owned. He knew that Susan would never leave his dad and Harold took full advantage of the situation. Michael knew that he should get a move on or he would never get the pictures done today so he gathered up the rest of the gear and carried it out to the car.
Michael pulled up in front of the church and parked by the curb. If everything went well he could be finished taking the pic-tures in half an hour and then go home and develop them and still have the whole evening free. Harold was out of town for two weeks and spring break started on Monday. One more day of school and he would be free for a week. His mom made no great demands on his time other than she liked them to have dinner together in the evening, so he would have time to do anything he desired. The front door to the church was locked but he knew the side door was always open. Michael walked around to the side door and went into the church. He went down stairs and started photographing the classrooms and young people’s area, when he finished that he went back upstairs and took pictures of the main floor.
Looking around he looked at the choir loft and thought about what a great shot of the pulpit he could get from up there. Michael set up his tripod and was fastening the camera to it when Reverend Thompson and his mother came into the church and went into the office behind the pulpit. Michael knew that his mother went to Reverend Thompson for marriage counseling, and that his father had refused to go with her but he did not know that she would be here today. He put a telephoto lens on the camera and from this angle he could see into the office easily. In fact with this new lens it was almost like being in the room with them. He could see his mother crying while she was talking, and Reverend Thompson got up and got a box of tissues from the bookshelf for his mother. Reverend Thompson walked around his desk and handed the tissues to Susan. He then started patting Susan’s shoulder and talking to her. What surprised Michael was that he could see Reverend Thompson starting to rub his crotch at the same time he was talking to his mom. Michael knew that Susan could not see what Reverend Thompson was doing because he was standing partially behind her. This infuriated Michael, but it also tweaked his curiosity so he continued to watch what was going on. He also made sure that he got some good pictures in case something happened, as is said a picture is worth a thousand words. While he was watching, he saw Susan stand and turn to face the Reverend. The Reverend took his hand and held his mothers chin while he was talking to her. Michael could see that his mother was still very upset, but seemed to be calming down some. Michael could not believe what he was seeing now. The Reverend had moved his hand from Susan’s chin to her neck which he started stroking. Susan seemed surprised by this but did not move away. Michael was fascinated by the scene that was unfolding in front of him. He could not believe what Reverend Thompson seemed to be doing, even though he knew that Reverend Thompson influenced his mother greatly, as he did most of his church members. Michael realized that he had taken the last picture on the roll of film and dug in his pocket for another roll. Finding it he loaded the camera as fast as he could and aimed the lens at the office again. Looking through the viewfinder he focused the lens just in time to see Reverend Smith cup his mother’s fabulous breast in his hand and gently squeeze it. Michael could see the startled look on his mothers face, but he could not make himself move from the viewfinder. Reverend Thompson continued talking to Susan as he massaged her breast and Michael could see a new look come into Susan’s eyes. While Michael watched frozen to the viewfinder, Reverend Thompson unbuttoned Susan’s blouse and dropped it to the floor. He then reached behind her and unhooked her bra freeing those huge luscious tits. Bending slowly he took the large nipple into his mouth and began to suck on it. Susan had begun to hold the back of his head and moved his head from one distended nipple to the other. Susan all the while was licking her lips and tilting her head back lost in her own world. Michael had continued snapping pictures, unable to believe the scene unfolding in front of him. He could see his mother pushing Reverend Thompson to his knees in front of her, and saw him slide her skirt up over her fantastic ass. He pulled her panties down and put his face in her pussy. Susan was like a zombie now, pulling Reverend Thompsons face tighter and tighter in her pussy. Michael could see the same looks in her face that he saw six years ago as she came and locked the reverends face to her cunt. Michael could even see her cunt juices dripping from the reverends chin. Michael could not believe it when he heard footsteps in the church and he knew that neither his mother nor Reverend Thompson had heard them. Suddenly there in the doorway was Kathy Thompson. The look on her face was one of total disbelief Susan was still holding Reverend Thompsons face in her pussy and did not realize yet what was happening. Michael watched as Reverend Thompson jumped up and tried to cover Susan’s nakedness. Having shot the last of his film as Mrs. Thompson closed the office door. Michael thought that he better get down to the office in case Mrs. Thompson lost it and tried to hurt his mother. As Michael crept up to the door he could hear Kathy yelling at Susan. Kathy was yelling that Susan was not the first whore that Reverend Thompson had been caught with, and that if this ever came out she would ruin Susan’s life. Kathy told her that she was not going to have her life ruined because of some tramp like her! Susan was crying almost hysterically tried to tell her that this was an accident and that she was not a tramp, but nothing could be said to make the situation any better. Kathy told her to get out of the church and not to see her husband again. Michael took off out the door and headed home.
On the drive home Michael tried to sort out all that had just hap-pened. He was pissed that his mom had fooled around with someone else. At least she had not fucked him or sucked his cock. He was also jealous that it had not been him eating her pussy. He had never done that to a girl, but he felt it only fitting that he would suck his mom’s pussy first if possible. The more he thought about this, the more he figured there just might be a way to make some of his fantasies come true. There might even be a bonus in this in the person of Kathy Thompson. He had always wondered what it would be like to fuck the preacher’s wife. Her tits were not as big as Su-san’s, but they were nice shaped and seemed firm and she did have a nice ass and legs. He would have to see just how bad she wanted Reverend Thompson to keep his job and good name. Michael had just finished developing the negatives when he heard his mom come into the house. He hung them up to dry, not worried because his mom never came into the darkroom. He went upstairs to say hi. Michael could see that she was still upset, but since he could not let on that he knew what had happened he asked her if something was wrong? Susan said that it had been a bad day, and that she and Harold had had an argument before he had left on his trip. She asked Michael not to go anywhere because she was going to start dinner. As Michael sat watching TV he was trying to figure out the best way to approach the situation at hand. After coming up with several different ideas, he decided to just let things progress for a while to see if he got any better ideas. After dinner his mother said she had a headache and went to lie down for a while. This was fine because Michael was eager to get back to the darkroom. Michael could not believe how many pictures he had shot. In the last couple that he had shot Kathy Thompson was standing in the doorway, and it looked like she was just watching her husband eat Susan’s cunt. Michael smiled as a plan started forming in his mind. Michael spent the rest of the evening making up three copies of the pictures that he had shot. Two of the copies he put away and the negatives he put in a separate place where he knew they would not be found. All he had to do now was get through school tomorrow and the fun would begin.

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Irresponsible

This story is fictional and does not intend to advocate for incestuous relationships.
Unless of course both partners are of legal age and have consented. In that case, have at it and enjoy,

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Nancy

What follows is a brief description of some of the sexual experiences of a young girl in 1840s America called Nancy.

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Sacrilege Chapter 1

For some reason unbeknownst to me my name has been stripped from my stories. I am reposting them so they are back under my name. Additionally I have made some minor tweaks along the way.
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I was in the back of the church van headed for an all night event we affectionately referred to as a “lock in.” Next to me was my friend Ashley, a very pretty, very friendly fourteen year old girl. It was attractive, peppy girls like her that filled the youth group of the church and made the whole concept much more appealing to me.
For this slumber party-like event she was dressed comfortably in a tight white tee and small pink cotton shorts that have the name of the youth group written across the back. It was impossible to read the lettering without admiring her very shapely albeit slightly disproportionately large ass. We were laughing and playing with the other kids in the van, jumping around and poking and tickling. Nothing that couldn’t be interpreted as completely innocent was going on. That was until she leaned over the seat in front of us to look at some pictures another girl, Jamie, was showing. I was staring at Ashley’s tight pink shorts that seemed to be painted on her ass; the white thong underneath was readily visible. All her jumping about had caused the shorts to ride up into her crack and the definition of her ass was incredible. The bottom of her cheeks was barely visible, peeking out from the bottom pink shorts making it seem so dirty. The degree that she was bent made it obvious that the crease wasn’t just in her ass but also slightly in her pussy also. She had the type of ass common to the black girls in the school. It was very full yet obviously tight and firm. I want so much to grab her cheeks or run a hand up her crack.
The writing across her ass slightly distracts me for a moment, “Crusaders of Christ.” It’s laughable to me that the church would allow clothes like this for sale, but the girls of the group were so innocently excited about having a hand in church apparel no one gave them a hard time. Anyone in a position to pose any objections was far too conservative and trusting of their children to entertain the idea of any of us being lewd or lustful.
As the van turned, she laughingly fell into my lap. I wasn’t even fully aware that I was partially hard until I felt my dick smashed up against that divine ass of hers. I wondered somewhat nervously if she felt my dick up against her, it was so unmistakable to me. In my nervousness, I quickly attempted to make a joke.
“Are you trying to crush me?” I didn’t really consider any female driven weight implications that accompany a statement like that. Not like the little 5’3″ 110 lbs blonde should really have to worry about it.
“I can’t believe you. Are you trying to say I’m fat? I’ll show you. I’ll really crush you.” She began bouncing on me and laughing.
My dick was getting so hard I knew she had to feel it. I was afraid if it repositions in my pants it would easily stand strait up and directly poke her. I was both relieved and disappointed when we stopped in the parking lot. I then knew she wouldn’t notice my erection if she hadn’t already, but it felt so good grinding against that tight ass.
As we were getting out she was standing in front of me waiting for the others to get out. She had her body bent at almost a 90° angle because of the van ceiling. Not only now did I have that same great view, but she was again bouncing. She was obviously excited, so was I, but I had no idea how girls could be just so generally bubbly. Her knees pressed together bending slightly I watched her ass bounce up and down. At some point she took notice of her shorts riding into her crack, because she reached back with one hand and began pulling right at the spot I would imagine her asshole was. While this was going on, I repositioned my penis so it was pointing strait up. The head was extended past the waist of my pants but it was covered by my shirt; this way my bulge wouldn’t be overly obvious when I stood.
After putting away our sleeping bags, everyone gathered in the dining hall and we had an invocation before we all ate. When the pastor asked that we “gather hands to pray,” my friend Jeremy took one hand and Ashley took the other. Her hand was so nice to the touch. As the pastor was relaying our thanks and worship, I was thinking about her soft skin and it touching me; imagining what it would feel like directly against my cock. I then got a series of rather unwelcome squeezes from Jeremy’s hand. I opened my eyes to look at him rather angrily when I saw his eyes directing me towards Ashley. She was breathing heavily, her bosom rising and falling, shrouded in only thin bra and the white cotton shirt. Her nipples were erect, probably due to the strong air conditioning in the building. I admired her breast, guessing them at about a large B-cup. Everyone but my friend and I are standing there reverent and oblivious. I could almost make out the discoloration of the areola, but I’m sure it was just my imagination. I don’t know if it was the intensity of my staring or the fact I was unconsciously increasing my grip on her hand but she opened her eyes directly looking at me and smiled. She undoubtedly saw me ogling those wonderful tits.
“Amen.”
Things went on rather uneventful for a while, until we started playing a game called “Christian Guard.” It was basically a hide and seek type with a few extra rules and obviously a Christian connotation. This building of the church had two floors and lots of classrooms and main halls so there were plenty of places to be alone. Of course when I say alone, I really meant alone with Ashley. When the 30 or so of us kids went to go hide, Jeremy and I made it a point to follow Ashley and Jamie. When we saw them ducking into one of the rooms we followed asking if we could hide with them. We were all sitting together in the dark room. The figures were just barely visible in that light. We were carrying on little small talk very quietly, when one phase particularly caught my ear.
Ashley said rather out of the blue. “I wonder how fucking long we are going to hide?”
I was rather taken aback because I had never heard her speak with foul language, and I had never heard anyone say fuck in a church before. Evidently, Jamie was shocked also, either that or she was just being playful.
“AHHHHHHH, Ashley! I can’t believe you would say that. Bad.” She said as she jokingly slapped Ashley’s behind like she was spanking her.
I was thinking of earlier and how much I wanted to feel her ass. As Ashley continued to speak I knew I’d have my opportunity.
“Say what? Fucking? I like saying Fucking. Fucking, Fucking, Fuck, Fuck, Fuck. What you don’t like to say Fuck?” Ashley replied in a childishly cute tone.
“You obviously didn’t learn your lesson from Jamie.” I said, “I won’t be so light.”
I began slapping that luscious ass I had been admiring for so long. Her ass was just like I thought it would be, so firm and plump. Between several of the slaps I let my had cup her cheek and grasp it for a bit. While I was slapping her ass, she was repeating the words, “Fuck, Fuck, Fuck, Fuck…” I was more than happy for the approval and she was really turning me on. Before long all three of us were taking turns slapping her ass and trying to laugh quietly. The continual “Fuck, Fuck, Fucking, Fuck, Fuck…” was interrupted when the words “Fuck me.” slipped out of her mouth. Ashley couldn’t even believe what she said. She immediately caught herself and she stopped speaking to burst into laughter.
“I really didn’t mean to say that.” She said through her laughs.
Someone heard us! We could hear them coming. We all scrabbled to hide at different spots of the room. We were hoping they didn’t actually hear what was going on. Two of the “guards” came into the room and were looking around.
“I know I heard someone laughing in here.” One said to the other.
Good we weren’t in any trouble; it was just people playing the game. When one of them found Jamie, she said she just ran in that room laughing when she saw them. The two guards took her away accepting her story, and leaving the rest of us where we were. After they left Ashley, Jeremy, and I began laughing again.
“My ass is so sore. You guys were beating me hard.” She said snickering.
She went over to the window where there was more light and she lifted up the bottoms of her shorts so she could see the redness of her ass. We both quickly went over to look also.
“You just want to look at my ass.”
“No, we want to see how red it is.” I replied.
I know she didn’t believe me. But she turned her ass towards us anyway, standing on her tip toes and leaning against the wall as we both admired her ass with our eyes and hands. After a couple of minutes of groping and my dick being rock hard, she stopped us.
“OK that’s enough playing with my ass for now; I should really go get Jamie.” She said.
One of the rules of the game was a prison break type scenario that can recover people that are caught. Jeremy and I both knew we didn’t want her to leave, but then again neither of us did either. Ashley was just too much fun. We decided that Ashley would pick a number between 1 and 10; whichever of us was farther away was the loser and had to try to go get Jamie.
After Ashley named me the winner, Jeremy went off rather reluctantly. As soon as he was gone she tells me that she lied for me.
“You know you really lost right?”
“You cheated for me!?”
“I’d rather you stayed here with me. I know you like me. I know you were looking at my boobs earlier when we were praying.”
“I’m sorry, but I couldn’t help it. You were breathing so heavy and your nipples were sticking strait out. It was really sexy and I couldn’t help myself. You do have really nice boobs.”
“Thank you. It’s ok, I don’t mind you looking at my tits. What did you think about while you were staring at me?”
“I thought they looked great and I really wanted to feel them.”
“Do it.” After a one second pause she repeated, “Do it.”
I grabbed both of her tits in my hands so excited. I was squeezing them soft at first, but then firmer. I could feel as her nipples started popping out under my fingers.
“Here let me take this off for you.” She said removing her own bra.
I felt her through her shirt a bit more before I placed my hands underneath it. As I felt her bare breast, I could feel the back of her hand as it grazed across my rock hard penis. I was unsure if she was checking to see if I was hard or it was just an accident; either answer was a possibility, and I was too horny to dwell on it. I considered Ashley a good friend, but obviously I hadn’t known her very well at all; this was all so unexpected. When I put her left nipple between my lips she spoke again.
“You know I felt you earlier?” she said as her hand brushed my crotch again.
“I didn’t know if you were trying to or your hand did it accidentally.”
“No I mean I felt you in van pressed up against me.” She said and she took a firm grip of my penis through my pants.
It felt so incredible. She was stroking my cock somewhat roughly through my jeans. The pain and pleasure of it was unbelievable. I wanted so bad to spray my load at that very moment. My cock had been teased for so long and for her to actually stroke it was almost more than I could take.
“You got to suck on me, now I want to suck on you.”
My ears must have been deceiving me. This was the level of my shock. But sure enough she was going down on her knees. She pulled my cock out and continued stroking it but now using two hands.
“It’s kinda like I’m praying to you.” She said.
I could hear her smile by her tone. But was completely unsure how I should feel about it. As my head passed her lips I knew exactly how to feel about it. It felt just as she had implied: Divine.
“Oh yeah, that’s how you pray to me. Worship that cock.” I said lost in complete euphoria.
And worship my cock she did. Every inch of my dick was wet with spit and precum. She was switching at regular intervals between stoking my cock with both hands while sucking the tip and playing with my balls and putting as much of dick as she possibly could down her throat.
“Oh fuck yeah that’s so good, show me how you worship my dick. Treat it like you can’t live without it. Oh fuck that’s good, oh fuck, oh fuck.”
At that moment I blew what must have been an enormous load down the back of her throat. The entire time I was cumming, she was sucking continuously harder. I actually believe she was getting off on me getting off in her mouth. My absolute ecstasy was brought to a screeching stop just as fast as my heart.
The voice from behind me was like a knife. The words “Oh my God!” paralyzed me.
I couldn’t turn to look. After a second, Ashley spouted in a hushed tone “Be quiet.”
After another second I got a bit of relief. Before I turn I concluded that Jamie and Jeremy must be back. I put myself back into my pants and turned, exclaiming my utter terror a few seconds prior. Jamie and Ashley went back and forth playfully for minute exchanging names like “slut” and “whore” which were countered by “prude” and “tease.”
“Oh we were just having fun,” Ashley explained, realizing that a little of my cum was still on her lips. She wiped it onto two of her fingers and extended them towards Jamie saying “You have to taste it.”
“Oh my God you are sick I’m not going to drink cum from your mouth!”
Ashley retorted with “You better do it or I’m never going to be your friend again,” the way that only girls of that age can possibly say it still sound believable.
“Ashley! Awe! Are you really going to make me taste that?”
“Yes, I promise you will like it.”
Jamie took Ashley’s two fingers into her mouth. The visual immediately reminded me of Ashley on my dick only moments earlier. Jamie made playfully spiteful eyes at Ashley she sucked on her fingers.
“She that wasn’t so bad was it?”
“No, but I still can’t believe you made me do it.”
At that moment Jeremy jumps in with a great contribution “Why didn’t anyone ever lock that door?”
All of us laugh feeling kind of stupid. We felt our way though the room, that end being almost completely dark. After locking the door, Ashley still clearly horny turns to Jamie.
“Do you want to see his dick?”
“You want to show her my dick?” I jumped in.
“It’s really big,” she said to Jamie, then facing me she continued, “I just took your sperm in my throat, I want you to show her your cock!”
I ask Jamie, “Do you really want to see it?”
After a half second pause, Ashley jumped in with “That was a yes.” as she moved for my crotch.
She took out my still swollen yet not fully erect penis and held it up with one hand. She used the other hand to get a little bit of cum from the tip and put it into her mouth laughing.
Jamie said “It’s so dark I can’t see it well.”
“Here.” Ashley said grabbing Jamie’s hand and wrapping it around my shaft.
“Oh my God! That is big!” Jamie exclaimed, much to my liking.
Jeremy now with another serendipitous moment said, “Hey I know a good game.” After a brief pause he continued, “Since it’s so dark in here anyway, we should all get naked and we won’t be sure who or what we are touching.”
Ashley was of course very excited by this proposal. “Yes, that sounds like a great idea. Everyone take your clothes off.”
The peer pressure from the three of us was more than Jamie could handle, and soon we were all completely naked in the dark. It was so much fun I even closed my eyes to completely feel the effect. There was flesh on flesh everywhere.
I was feeling very sensuous and comparable tits that were on two different bodies at the same time not knowing who owned which set. As one of the girls turned away, my now completely erect dick slid between her ass cheeks. She pressed her ass into me grinding my cock into her comforting ass. Soon after she pulled away, hands were all over my cock, tugging and rubbing.
I reached over to feel a random pussy. It was soaking wet with little beads of dampness collected onto a tiny tuft of hair. I slid my fingers inside to wet them before I began rubbing the clit in a circular motion. The gasp that came let me know it was Jamie. I definitely liked the idea of knowing I was playing with her pussy, but at the same time I was curious about Ashley’s little fuck hole also.
As I was feeling around about waist level for Ashley I instead ended up with large erect cock in my hand. Instinctually I released, but as a warm moist mouth covered my own solid dick, I gripped the cock firmly again with a sense of abandonment.
While I had my bearings now of who was where I liked the idea more that it was simply a mouth sucking my dick and a pussy in one hand and a dick in the other, rather than thinking of these parts belonging to actual people. Soon I felt a tongue in my mouth and this added to the overload of sensations but again clearly I knew it was Jamie.
Wanting to get completely lost again, I moved about intentionally losing my bearing of who was where. The next ass I found I got down on my knees and began to bite it. As I spread the feminine cheeks, I could feel the patch of skin closer to the asshole that was so much softer than the already soft ass. This area drove me wild and I began licking the tender patch. She tilted her hips so her ass and pussy were completely exposed to me. My tongue and face was everywhere on the delicious cunt and ass. I licked everywhere, but I made sure to pay particular attention to the hole that was gushing juices and the hole that was so tight I could barely force my tongue inside of it. She began cumming in my face. Twitching and thrusting she actually knocked me backwards in the process.
She found my cock while I was still on my back, and guided it into her geyser of pussy. While she was bouncing on me I grazed a leg in the darkness. I reached up to grab a hold of a penis again, and curiously pulled it towards me. I never thought I would do something like this but I felt so good I really didn’t care to think of the moral implications. I took the hard cock into my mouth. It was trimmed nicely which made the process easier on me but the size was something I was hardly ready for. It was actually kind of hard to suck, but the thick hard meat sheathed in soft flesh in a way felt good in my mouth.
It was excruciating when the pussy lifted fully off my cock. But thankfully a new one was soon encasing my throbbing stick. This girl used distinctly more circular gyrations, than the previous who mainly stuck to hard up and down bounces on me. These new motions made it feel like I was probing every inch of her insides. I could feel her being rubbed in so many different places. I had to let the penis out of my mouth when she began cumming. She was still gyrating with the same speed and rhythm she always had but the pressure she was grinding my dick with was so much harder. I then became very aware of the smell of her pussy juices which I’m sure must have always been there, but now they were intoxicating. It was everything I could do not to cum at the same time she did. But I wasn’t done yet, I wanted this to last.
After her sloppy display of approval, I stood up and stumbled slightly against a wall. As I leaned up against it a series of mouths took turns sucking my dick. I never could tell who was who, but I’m very certain that all of them took multiple turns while I was there.
After the sets of oral gratification, I turned someone around so she was facing away from me and thrust my dick back in her pussy. While railing her from behind I realized both her and the other girl were sucking the dick in front of them. With two asses so close, I took turns fucking both the girls while they shared a dick in their mouths.
The bouncing back and forth idea made me so hot and I threw my head back in pleasure. My head hit something on the wall that I reached up to move with one hand. I soon realized I was actually holding a crucifix. The surface was finished and felt polished. The edges were relatively smooth, and I immediately knew what I was going to do with it. I took the cross by small end used the long end like I dildo on the exposed pussy beside me. Fucking one pussy while violating the other with a cross was so intense, I had long since bothered with worrying about morals.
Just then I felt a jet stream hit me once then twice across the chest. By the sound of things Jeremy had just cum and girls were on each side of his dick when he started. The girl I was fucking turned to lick the cum off my chest. My cock was still aching and couldn’t stay outside a hole for long.
I straddle the crucifix that I still had lodged in the other girl’s pussy. My dick was still so wet from the mouths and pussies it’s been in I was able to slide in the other tiny little fuck hole she had granted me access to. As I slid inside her ass I thought to myself, “This is so much tighter than any of many holes my cock had tried tonight. The cum was now gone from my chest but now both my nipples were being licked. Perhaps it was narcissism, or the fact it felt so good I had no choice, but I thought to myself “Everyone wants me to cum in her ass.” No sooner than those words crossed my mind I started to spasm. I began shooting all inside the tight asshole. Teeth came down on my nipples, my dick was now being held firm inside her ass as far in as it could possibly be pushed. Reveling in the last few moments of complete satisfaction I carefully removed my now sensitive cock, and the cross from the girl I had been fucking.
We tried to wipe down most of our bodily fluids and then make our way to a bathroom. When we got there, we locked that door while we further clean up. The three bodies I had been fucking looked amazing. And the smell in the air was also equally arousing. Once we were relatively certain that we were adequately clean, we got fully dressed and go back into the main hall. We found the game was over and most everyone was lying down to watch a show and go to sleep.
We laid down among the group like nothing ever happened. I looked over at Ashley who was now lying on her stomach; that beautiful ass that I love was sticking up into air. As I lied there, admiring her ass I noticed a bit of cum that began to leak through her little pink shorts from her asshole. I smiled knowing whose ass I had been inside now, and I thought to myself “I have never had so much fun at church.”

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the New Years Party

In my family Christmas is sacred. We follow the Scandinavian traditions at this time of year. Between Boxing Day and New Years we visit family and friends enjoying one another’s company.
Starting the evening of December 31 and well into the morning of January 1, my family rocks; it is party time. The children are looked after at Christmas, the adults go crazy on New Years.
We are reasonably well off as a group and have large homes. Our parties generally average eighty plus souls; all related. Food and drinks, along with a sampling of illicit chemicals are the norm.
The party was at our house this year. I had turned sixteen two months back so it was decided that I could stay as long as I was out of sight. I was more than a little happy with this arrangement. I had learned from others that these to-dos were a big drunk fest, along with some naughty behaviour.
My room was in the basement out of harm’s way. When we built this room not only was it given lots of size but the room was soundproofed with a two door system to gain entrance. These doors were separated by about six feet of hallway.
My room was equipped with a large TV, my own computer of course, audio system, and so forth. All that you would expect a spoiled rich brat to have.
I had no window in my basement bedroom, which I know it against code, but I had a way out if need be. When dad built this house he had an underground escape tunnel built exiting from this part of the house. This was to counter home invasions which seem to be the thing to do these days. There are three separate sets of stairs into the basement. One of these stair wells is only accessible thru the second floor safe room. Access from the upper levels to the basement was made easy in this home. The alarm system when activated would automatically open my bedroom doors and the emergency door located in the exterior wall leading to this tunnel. The tunnel ran some one hundred feet to a bunker beneath the garage. Once entered one simply pressed to THE button which would close all access doors….
But I digress.
I had spent the night watching a movie, ‘Salt’. When the movie ended I went on my computer and checked out some porn. I have never had sex; actually I am shy and not very good looking so I never even had a date. My total sexual experience is thru the internet. Some pretty gross stuff, definitely eye opening.
I do not do any social networking. My nose is big and I get the usual rude remarks when I show a picture of myself. So I quit that when I was thirteen. Plus there is on line bullying, similar actually to the bullying myself and a couple of nerdy buddies get at school. In addition to my big nose I am skinny. I am only five foot six.
I Looked at the time … it is 1:51am. January 1…. Happy New Year Tim, I say to myself, tipping back my can of pop in a feigned skol.
I am frigging starving … I will chance it and see if I can score some food. The Tim-ster leaves his sanctuary.
I open and then lock door number one behind me. I open and then lock door number two behind me.
…. PHEW! …. Fuck…Someone puked.
I turn looking into this large play room. Devoid of relatives, thank God. I see my aunt Mina lying on the floor / carpet — passed out, with her broken glass near her. She is one fat fucking woman. She was likely trying to find me to fuck me, is my guess. She has that reputation.
I love my dad, I’d better thank him again for this secure room. Can you imagine losing your virginity to a woman like my aunt Mina…YUK!
I scurry about the room turning off most of the lights, making sure there is enough like to show my aunt lying on the floor. It seems fortuitous that a pot light is directly above my aunt.
I am heading for the stairs when I hear my name being whispered…
It is mom. My mother is hiding in a small closet I build for just that purpose. To hide from people; I had shown mom this room years back in case she needed to hide.
My mom is hot; I know everyone thinks their mom is hot … but my mother is a sexual magnet.
“Were you going Tim?”
“I’m starved mom; I was going to scarf some food.”
“No, don’t Tim, your aunts are on the prowl, and they’ll will strip you and use you for finger food, covering you with garnishing. It is a fuckng zoo tonight Tim.” … it’s the worst night of my life.”
“Geez mom, it must be really bad, you are never like this. I mean hiding.”
“Ya, can I spend the night with you Tim, I need a safe place… your uncles are trying to rape me.”
“Rape you …. What the fuck, I mean geez mom ….Sure mom, you stay in my room. I will just grab some food.”
“Tim…, be careful.”
Like any deft teenage boy I snuck past enemy lines and returned with some pop and a few sandwiches which had been left unguarded near the kitchen door.
I went to where mom was hiding and like two mice we scurried to my room. All locked up and secure.
Mom ate one sandwich and drank a pop; I had two sandwiches and drank a pop. I had a small cooler in my room; I put the two remaining pop and one sandwich into this cooler, for later.
Mom was fidgeting allot.
“Mom, I can see your panties.”
“Sorry Tim … those bastards put something in one of my drinks or on some food. They were after your mother … I have an itch Tim.”
“Ok!” I answered, not really understanding but I kind of figuring what she meant. Mom was pissed at dad’s relatives from Quebec. They were the ones that showed her no mercy. Mom said at one point dad had to rescue her from them. They had her cornered and were not shy about where they put their hands. That is when mom took flight and hid in the closet.
Mom and I sat and talked for about one half hour. She never mentioned her ordeal with the frogs. Mom had to pee so we snuck out of my room and went to the bathroom together. That is the first time mom and I had our pants off together in the same enclosed space; in this case a full size bathroom; at least in my memory.
While we were in the bathroom we heard some noise on the stairs. We shut the light off and stood with our respective ears to the door listening for the enemy. Eventually mom and I made our escape back to the secure confines of my bedroom.
Mom was having a very difficult time with her body and I could see she was embarrassed. Her nipples were poking thru her dress so she coved herself with her arms crossed… except she was fidgeting so much her arms kept moving about re-exposing her erect nipples.
“Mom, would you like me to turn the lights off?”
“Maybe the brightest one honey, but leave at least one on so I can see you… Is that not something Tim, some mother I am… Wanting to see her son when she is hot to trot….
… Aaaaarghhhhh! … Damn those buggers.” …
Mom bent slightly at the knee, closing her legs tightly in a pigeon toed fashion while pressing her hands against her lower stomach, actually into the ‘Y’ of her lower body.
“….. Aaaaaaargh! … What am I going to do Tim ?”
Mom seemed to be getting worse. I had no idea so I suggested she talk. Tell me what happened. I thought that might get it off her mind.
Mom seemed eager to vent………….“ I was standing by the refrigerator, I had just finished my coffee and Bailey’s Irish Cream when your Uncle John walked by and touched my crotch. I jumped, I was startled. He grinned at me as he walked on by. I could not fathom why he would do that to me…
… I noticed two women snickering at this molestation. Bitches I thought. I never noticed your French Canadian uncles moving in on me or I would have run for my life. The three of them cornered me in the kitchen with only those two women as witnesses. Some help they were I would later think.
Leo, the oldest one got beside me blocking my escape route. The other two were head on, their hands touching my arms, my shoulders and some brushing of my breasts, all accidently they said; one apology after another. They were all talking to me. I was drowning in French Canadian accents.
I could puke Tim at the memory of their drunken smoky breaths… YUK!
Leo kept putting one hand on my hip and sliding it toward my crotch. I was defending myself mostly against him so the others were getting in some feels off my tits.
I think it was Rene who decided to go for gold. He got his hand between my legs and I was pushing at him trying to get away. In doing so, pulling my hips away from him I was bending slightly. Leo slipped his finger into the crack of my bum and finding my anus, he pushed my panties, my dress and the tip of his finer into my bum hole.
He was rough Tim … he hurt my bum.
I swatted at his arm but to no avail. When he fingered my ass I jumped forward giving Rene a good feel of my pussy. Christ Tim, one had my tits, Leo was fingering my ass while Rene was working over my twat. I had never been touched by any man other than your father Tim.
At precisely that moment dad stepped in. He pushed Leo out of the way and stepped in between me and the other two forcing an end to my being sexually assaulted.
Your dad turned to me and said,’ run Julie’. I stepped thru the doorway, pulling my panties and dress out of my bum. I turned as I left to see how he was doing against those three.
Dad told them that his wife was not that kind of woman and to leave her alone. He was very forceful Tim, I was proud of him. Your dad is not a very big or forceful man.
Leo looked at me Tim and said; ‘’I will be back to stretch that for you Julie.” He kissed the finger he had in my ass.
Dad looked back at me and mouthed the word, ‘GO.’ I ran into the basement straight to the bathroom. I hid in there for a long time. There were people in the basement, none whom I would call close relatives so I would never confide in them. Eventually they all left and I left the washroom. That is when I remembered your closet. I hid in there and fortune smiled on me when my heroic son rescued his mother.”
I smiled and went to hug her but mom pulled back.
“Don’t honey …. I don’t know what I will do if a man holds me” … she smiled weakly, almost apologetically; and definitely embarrassed.
“OK!” … Feeling proud, my mother thought of me as a man in the sometimes shady world of human sexuality.
Mom bent slightly again, forcing her hands into the ‘Y’ of her body. Her thighs pinched together, she groaned … she moved or jerked a little. Mom bit her lower lip. I knew from what I had seen on the internet that mom was having or had had an orgasm.
I had mixed feelings. I was sad for her … I knew she was embarrassed. Through no fault of her own she was put in this predicament. I was angry at my uncles for drugging her; at the same time I was a little excited. My mom is hot and seeing her like this is the best sex I had ever seen, much better than anything on the NET.
My mom is a tall woman. Mom is about five foot ten inches. Her hair is dark brown and cut short. She has a bit of Anne Hathaway look to her but with a smaller nose. Mom is a fit woman; she likes to swim but is not one of those runners. Her breasts are probably a large ‘B’ or small ‘C’ cup, hard to say.
Although I am pissed off at Uncle Leo for fingering mom’s ass I can understand his attraction to it. Mom works hard about the house and yard, even doing most of the maintenance. My mother has great legs in my opinion … and I think in most men’s opinions … I have seen many men check her out when she is in shorts; even at church functions.
Mom’s stomach is amazing, it is so flat … she even has those hollow areas inside her hip bones. I am very proud of her. She is careful about tanning which leaves her skin milk white most of the year.
Yup, for an old lady of 37 she can still turn heads, even with her conservative dress.
Here I am standing in the centre of my room, some ten feet from my mother, watching her sexual torment. I want to help her but I do not know how. Worst of all, I have an erection. What kind of a fucking son would get hard watching his mother suffer…and yet, I was definitely getting turned on.
“Look mom.” I pointed to my erection. Mom looked at me. Her eyes grew big for a split second.
“I am sorry Tim; I did not mean to do that to you.” She looked down for a few seconds, her gaze returned to my hard. Mom stared at it for several more seconds.
“Does it hurt Tim, I mean ache?”
“It feels like it is too big for the skin, like the skin is stretched to the max… Mom…, but it does not hurt.”….. [Pause]… I guess misery likes company.”
A slight smile came to mom‘s lips but soon left. “Funny, Tim.”
Mom is a good woman, a Christian woman in most ways; although she did have her qualms about many right wing conservative interpretations. She was very comfortable with herself and her needs. I guess because she satisfies these needs with her husband. She is down to Earth and people respect her for that, well most people. Maybe being a farm girl fit into her outlook on life somehow.
Being raised in a household which treated sex openly might have been the reason I made the following suggestion. Or maybe being a porn watcher on line was it; or maybe both, but I did and got a big reaction.
“Mom, since we are both suffering why we don’t have sex. I’ll be with the only woman I love in the whole world, and you can use me to stop the pain you are in?”
…“ T I M ! … I ‘m your mother.”
I moved back a step as mom yelled at me.
“I don’t see the problem. Lots of people do it according to what I read on the internet Mom.”
Mom eyed me suspiciously…“I want to see this internet you keep telling me about Tim?”
I went to my computer and logged on, quickly bringing up my favourites, the blue page of XNXX appeared. After signing in I went straight to stories, Incest.
“There see mom. I like this story.” Mom read the story and looked at me. I clicked another favourite which took us to sexuality and a discussion, mostly between two women, about fucking their sons.
Mom read intently. “This is what you spend your time reading Tim?”
“Yes. It is very interesting and informative, don’t you think mom?”
“And that is what you want your mother to do?”
“Yes please.”…. “Oh mom…, please, please, please … that would be freaking fantastic.”………….[pause]…………. “If you wish mom, we can keep it a secret, lots of people do according to these writers …, and, …, and…, and we can do it lots of times if you like… I mean we don’t have to do it only once … I mean I would like to do it lots of times mom. Please!”…” I love you mom, you know I do, I really love you.”
She looked at me, not angry, not happy, but stone faced.
AS for me, I was excited. I know I was fidgeting on the carpet. I must have looked funny to mom because she smiled at me after a bit.
“Are you leaking Tim?” …. for a moment I did not understand.
I quickly undid my pants and put my hand inside my underwear, pulling out my hand equally quickly. The head of my cock must have appeared because mom’s eyes stared at me down there.
None of this was pre-planned. It was just a boy showing a woman he was ready for her, that is how I would explain it.
“See mom. I have pre-cum all over me.” I proudly stepped toward mom showing her the evidence. Her face was expressionless.
I was crushed. I thought mom would be thrilled to see how excited I was for her. I stood there for several seconds waiting for I don’t know what. She kept looking towards my crotch. Her eyes darting back and forth, and then looking away embarrassed…I think.
Then it dawned on me that mom wanted to see my cock. So I pulled my pants down to mid thigh exposing my teenage cock. It spring out pointing directly at her…I am not big down there; perhaps six inches … if I’m lucky …I never measured it…probably less, like five and a half.
“ T I M ! “ ……………. she yelled at me. I just stood there dumb founded. I did not know what to do for her. It seemed easy to me but I guess I misunderstood.
She groaned again bending at the waist and slightly at the knees…, slightly.
“Ungghh ! …..
I could see she was trying to will it away. Mom’s efforts seemed to be in vain.
It was at this point were my love for my mother overtook my lust; my need to get fucked. I pulled my pants up to my hips, leaving my cock somewhat exposed. I moved the three or four steps that separated us…
I moved to put my arms around my poor mother, she reached out to ward me off with her hand. She stepped backwards in her effort to keep me from embracing her.
I heard her say; “ No…Tim don’t.” … but I was already intent on hugging her. I was sure by hugging mom her feelings for me would help her overcome her distress. After all a mother’s love, right!
“Mom…let me … “ I never finished. Mom was in retreat but forgot the bed. She backed into it which had the affect of tripping her up. She was falling backwards onto the bed. The hand she held out to ward off my approach moved aside. I reached mom as she was falling and attempted to steady her. Silly me…
I am four or five inches shorter than mom and she out weights me by at least thirty pounds. Our descent to hell was interrupted by my bed. As fortune would have it my body fell upon my mother with me wedged between her legs. My left hand found moms right breast, again good fortune I suppose.
My right hand was partially under mom as I tried to hold her. My wrist rolled and I yelped.
… This is what interrupted me.
My mother, being a good mother, tried to protect her child. She managed to get her right hand on my hip bone and her left hand on my head, pushing it aside so our heads did not collide.
My bed is a water bed, so mother and child bounced and traveled some across the bed. This action pulled my pants down to mid thigh again. My bare erection was pressing against mom’s lower tummy, then her pubic bone for a few oscillations. I have never had sex but it sure felt like fucking to me, at least the motion of it. Mom was dressed.
Mom was holding my head tight to her, for protection I guess. AS we came to rest I kept up the fuckng motion, it just automatically continued.
I could feel the heat from her. Her thighs felt warm and soft as I rubbed against her. Her bone was the centre of my thrust. I dug into mom, pressing against her. Feeling the softness of her under pressured. God it felt so good.
I know I was leaking on mom’s nice party dress, I was ready to cum all over that pretty dress when mom moved her legs up; squeezing me between her thighs; her calves around me, grabbing my ass she ground her body against mine…This hurt my cock killing my orgasm.
I wanted to look at mom, to see her face, but …
“Uh Uh Uh Uh Huhnn … “ …. I heard mom … I knew she was cuming. I did not want to wreck it for her so I stayed as I was …. I endured the pain she inflicted on my pinus … she hurt me with her bone … grinding against my cock, rubbing her dress into my erection. She moved me higher on her body, her grinding hurt my nuts. I thought sex was supposed to be fun. This was not…, and my ass hurt… mom really dug her nails into me.
Mom finished. I laid with her for as long as I could handle it; I moved away. I could see she had her hands covering her face. I knew she was upset with what had just happened between us. I tried to hide the pain as I crawled off the bed…but alas.
“Oh God Tim, I’m so sorry .”
“That’s ok mom.” I answered. She must have picked up something in my voice because the next thing I knew she had a hand on my arm.
“Timmy … honey…, are…you going to be ok?”
“Ya… I will mom…, you a… just…kind of.., uh…, hurt my pinus…, and my nuts mom.”
I thought she was going to come apart. She was at me, hugging me and begging my forgiveness like I have never seen my mother before. I struggled to get my arms free to hold her … finally after nearly a minute of mom crying and holding her child I got free enough to wrap my arms about her neck. I told her over and over that I would be ok and that I loved her more than anything or anyone on Earth. It took some doing but I got mom calmed down … I swear it took me five minutes of straight up loving her to get her back to some semblance of normal.
We had stayed on the bed during mom’s meltdown; after she recovered we got off the bed and straightened the bedding. Mom wanted to leave because of what she had done to me. I physically stood in her way at the door not allowing her to leave. I was so sure she would pay a steep price if she was caught outside the safety of my room. Finally she allowed me to search the house security system via my computer. Sure enough there were still a lot of people hanging about drinking. Some passed out, not one sober one. I never found dad.
She agreed to stay the night as originally planned. I had some large tee shirts which people had given to me as presents; obviously having no idea of my size. I gave one of these to mom to change into. I took all my clothes off except my underwear and slipped under the covers. Mom changed into this large tee shirt. It amazed me how she could pull that tee shirt over her dress, and standing sideways to me remove her dress, bra, stockings / hose without me seeing anything except her legs.
I left the night light on near the computer. Mom lay flat on her back, I curled up but changed and also lay on my back. My nuts still hurt some so I opened my legs in a weird ‘V’ position. Mom detected this and ask, me why I was laying that way.
“My nuts and lower stomach hurt mom…more like ache.”
I lay there thinking about the night. I became aware of mom quietly crying. I reached for and found her hand. I pulled mom’s hand to my mouth and kissed it.
“Oh Tim…” she was upset.
I moved to hug my mother and at the same time I slipped off my underwear in what I considered upon reflection as a pretty cool move. I put my arm across her upper body, my head resting on her shoulder and touching her breast. I placed my left leg across mom’s legs bringing my cock and balls against her bare thigh.
What a feeling, my first experience with bare skin; mine against moms.
“T I M…”
“I know mom, but it sure feels good…, the ache is lessening mom.”
I heard mom sigh. I thought to myself, now what kind of a guy would embellish the facts to get sex from his own mother, his own distraught mother…, a desperate teenage male…M E !
… Hell… any male.
I carefully adjusted my position against mom so that the edge of my mouth was just touching the side of her breast. I moved my left leg sliding it atop her thighs; WOW! In doing this my cock rubbed ever so slightly against mom’s thigh; ERECTION…I almost came.
I squeezed her; “ I love you MOM.”
I held onto my mother tightly. She never answered, this made me nervous. I adjusted again, this time moving upward on her body while I squeezed her tightly; my cock sliding along her thigh. The tip of my cock reaching the edge of her panties; “Mom…, are you ok ? ” …I whispered in her ear.
She did not answer again. I kissed her cheek; “Mom…, I love you…, very, very much … M-m-om …, would you please answer…”
Mom was quiet. I heard a sigh…
I raised myself up on my forearm to look at her face. In doing so my arm brushed her breast, unintentionally… Mom startled…she seemed to be on edge.
“Tim…, it’s back…, Tim I’m hot again.”…
… I looked at her, I could see she was distressed…and fidgety.
“Let me look after you mom, you know I want to.”
“I know Tim … I don’t know if I can do it Tim, your my son … “
I decided right then and there to act on my own; mom was never going to be reasoned into sex with me. I sat up some and moved her left arm out from her body. Laying down again hugging her I covered her arm with my body. One appendage taken care of.
Here mom, lift your head so I can put my arm under your head, I can hug you better that way. Without questioning me she lifted her head and my arm made its move so it was under her neck.
I placed my left hand in hers moving it to my mouth for a kiss. Mom looked at her son with that loving warmth only mother’s process. I kissed her hand and fingers. Taking her hand I moved it over her head to my right hand, taking firm hold of her thumb with my right hand I move my left hand to her right breast.
Mom jumped. … “ T I M …..”
… Breast’ feel very soft was my first impression. I squeezed her breast, kneading it, circling it with my palm. All the while mom was trying to free her hand but I was not letting go. She needed me and I was going to help her, to hell with stupid rules.
“I love you mom… I am going to help you.”
“Tim…, no you can’t…” as mom struggled to free her hand the other arm was trying to move but she gave up quickly on that arm.
Following what I had read in my instruction manual, the internet; I place my fingers and thumb on her nipple and squeezed it gently, then twisted it, and rolled it between my thumb and finger.
“No Tim, don’t …” … “UH!”
She pushed with her right leg trying to flip me off her. I pressed hard against her, trying to keep my position. I had allot more experience than mom wrestling on a water mattress. The result of this short lived match was my pinus head was pressing against her panties, in her crotch. I know mom felt that, I know I did and I felt the wetness on her panties.
Our tussle resulted in my cock rubbing against mom. I could not stop it, I came, and cam allot.
“Uh…Uh…huhnn…uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…”
My cock sliding on her thighs, so soft they were, so smooth to rub on. The knowledge of where my head was poking her. All added up to my first orgasm.
As I cam my cream made for slippery conditions. I’ve never fucked a woman but this sure felt good. As my cum wetted mom’s panties I started to feel her soft lips down there every time my head pressed against mom’s pussy.
I was going crazy, fucking mom’s panty covered pussy like a mad man. Hell, I was sixteen and this was my first contact.
I had let go of her hand, moving that free hand under her at the small of her back. My other arm was pinned under mom. I held onto my mother like she was a life preserver. My body jerked and bounced on top of her as I sprayed her body and panties with semen. My face nestled between her boobs; cheek bone resting on her sternum, nose and lips pressing into her soft lovely breast.
I’m not sure when I noticed mom’s arm around me. I lay atop her finished, the wetness from my orgasm fresh in my mind. I felt mom moving sexually but was rapt with my own experience. Mom’s hands cradled my head pressing me into her chest. I loved it. My mom was not mad at me.
“Oh baby, that was an act of desperation.”
“I know mom”…, was all I managed to say.
Mom was moving, she brought her thighs up holding me, squeezing me between them.. She started fucking with her panties still on. Mom angled herself differently this time, as compared to the time before when I was hurt.
My cream made for slippery panties. Mom made adjustments and soon I found myself hard again with my cock feeling her pussy lips. Mom did everything. She controlled our motion and position.
So this is what sex is like I though…WOW!
I could feel her pussy lips firming; I could feel her grip tightening on me. Her breathing changed, she pressed my face harder into her chest. Mom’s fucking motion grew in intensity.
“Suck my tit baby ?”
I took her nipple in my mouth, ‘T’ shirt and all, and began sucking. I did the best I could.
“Bite is baby .”
I gently bit mom’s nipple …. She pressed hard against my face…
“Baby, sit up please, let’s do this right.”
I sat up in wonder, what she was going to do ? I was excited. Mom was fucking me. Would she really fuck me…, I mean…for real ?
I got off her. Mom brought her legs up and whipped her panties off, and mere seconds later the “T” shirt flew off the bed. My beautiful, gorgeous, goddess of a mother was naked for me.
Mom smiled and laughed a little. She took my hands and pulled me on top of her. Cradling me with her thighs, she placed my cock just as she wanted it…mom placed her hands on either side of my face: “ Baby, you should see your eyes … you look like the big bad wolf.”
I did not respond, how could I…My mouth was so dry…my heart racing…a lump in my throat and a knot in my stomach. I was so nervous I was shaking.
“We will keep your lovely cock right there for me to work myself up on baby. When I am ready I will take you inside me.”
She smile again, all I could do was nod my head, and nod it I did … mom laughed … I guess I looked like a bobble head.
She showed me what to do. Mom wanted to enjoy me she said, so she was going to take her time… she said I would love it. I was a puppet on a string … I did not care what she said ..I would do it …
…We started slow … me rubbing my cock against her pussy lips, sliding the head in her furrow of love…not entering her…teasing her she said…
After a few minutes mom took control…she had my cock rubbing her just the way she liked it…
God it felt good… I could tell mom was getting wound up…but just barely. My senses were overloaded with what mom was doing to me….. Sliding between her lips…
………………..Aaarrggggh……..Uhhhhhh uh .. I slipped me inside her…
………..I nearly blacked out…..the feeling of a woman. OMG!
We lay beside one another after we finished…, for several minutes. I was unable to speak… so in awe of my mother…completely and totally in love with her…
She held ME as we cuddled…
Finally I spoke: “I’ve been to heaven mom.” … [ Pause]… “I love you mom.”
“You love me because I’m your mom…, [ she smiled] or because we had sex ?”
…I thought for a minute before I answered, wanting to say the right words.
…I smiled at her, resting on my elbow, being cool I thought: “ Because you’re my Sexy Mom.”
…My Mother looked at me, kissed me sensually on the mouth…
…“It’s a couple of months late Tim…, HAPPY BIRTHDAY.”
…… “ HUH ! “

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My Photogenic Mom Chapter 5

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By the time Susan and Michael had gotten their showers and got his car loaded it was almost 5 PM. They planned to take a leisurely drive to the cabin. The last time they had been to the cabin Michael was not able to drive. He was looking forward to this short trip with Susan. They planned on being at the cabin for two or three days to enjoy the peace and quiet of the woods and nature. On the trip up Susan broached the subject of Harold with Michael. She asked him if he knew about the problems that they had been having. She also told him about her suspicions that Harold had another woman on the side, citing his lack of interest in her and Michael. She also knew about questionable charges on accounts he did not think she knew about. Michael also knew that if it had not been for him they probably would have divorced long ago, and told Susan so. Susan started to cry, knowing now that Michael had known of her problems with his father all along. Michael put his arm around Susan and pulled her against him to comfort her. The rode along in silence for about ten minutes when Michael let his hand slip over his moms shoulder and onto her breast, Susan was wearing jeans and a halter top for the trip, so there was only a thin layer of cloth between Michael’s hand and Susan’s flesh. Michael could feel Susan’s nipple become erect under his caress. He could also hear Susan catch her breath when he started teasing her nipple with his fingers. Michael slid his hand under the halter and pulled Susan’s beautiful tit out. Michael then freed the other one so that he could play with them both. Susan could not believe that Michael had exposed both her breasts while they were going down the highway, she tried to protest but Michael would not hear of it. Nobody around here knows us, they would not care anyway. We are just someone they passed on the road. Susan could feel the heat of desire starting to burn in her cunt. The hot moistness building in her dark tunnel made her forget about her bare breasts. She started rubbing Michael’s cock through his jeans. Susan was thrilled to feel the throbbing hardness of it. She pulled his zipper down and carefully took out his cock, no longer caring that they were on open highway. She took off her seatbelt so that she could kneel on the floor and sucked Michael’s cock into her mouth. Susan slowly licked the shaft of his cock, working her way up to the angry red head. She licked and nibbled on the head of his cock driving him wild. Michael really had to concentrate on his driving to keep in his lane. Susan was taking her time working on his cock. Michael could do nothing other than play with her tits while they swayed to the motion of the car and Susan sucking on his cock. Michael heard the sound of a zipper and looked at Susan. She had unzipped her jeans and was sliding her hand into the opening. He felt her gasp around his cock and knew that her hand had found what it was searching for. He could see the outline of her hand as her fingers slid in and out of her hot dripping pussy. This along with her increased sucking on his cock made him shoot his wad into Susan’s mouth. When the first hot drops of her sons cum splattered off the roof of Susan’s mouth, it triggered her own orgasm. Wave after wave of intense pleasure shot through her body. Carefully sucking the last of his cum from Michael’s cock Susan slid back into her seat. Smiling Michael took Susan’s right hand and licked the remaining moisture from her fingers. Susan looked at him and Michael smiled and said “it’s the next best thing to being there.” Susan laughed as she carefully put Michael’s cock back into his pants and zipped him up. She then put her tits back into the halter top and relaxed on the seat. It was just getting dark when they got to the turn off for the cabin. Michael did not need headlights to drive with. However as they drew closer to the cabin they could see lights on in the windows. Michael pulled off onto the side of the road into some brush and parked the car where it was concealed. Susan and Michael got out of the car and quietly closed the doors. They started to walk to the cabin to see who was using their cabin. Using the trees for cover the approached the front of the cabin and were surprised to see Harold’s car parked there. Susan started to go to the cabin but Michael pulled her back. He suggested that they see what Harold was doing before just barging into the cabin. Susan was very upset because Harold was supposed to be on a business trip not at the cabin. She suspected that this was where a lot of his business trips went to. The next question was whether he was alone or not. The nice thing about the cabin was it was only one floor with two large bedrooms and a living area. So they would not have to try and climb a tree to see what Harold was doing. They crept closer to the cabin and could hear music playing in the cabin. Since there were no neighbors, the curtains had never been kept closed and tonight was no exception. Michael peered into the window of the living room and it was empty. There were a couple of liquor bottles setting on the kitchen table and a suitcase on the chair. Michael could hear laughter coming from the main bedroom so he crept back to the window and looked carefully inside. He could not believe what he saw. His father was flat on his back in bed with an enormous hard on. Sitting on his face was a woman a little younger than his mother and not built any nearly as well as Susan. All Michael could see was her back and ass. He could hear her moan and say “lick faster Harold please.” Michael went back to Susan and motioned her back to the car. “You were right about dad he is here with a woman.” Susan had to admit that suspecting this for all these years did not make what Michael said any easier. Her first inclination was to bust in on them and have it out. Michael told her that if she did that she had no proof. “I will go back and take some pictures first, then go in and settle it.” Susan saw the wisdom of Michael’s plan and agreed. While Susan waited in the car Michael took his camera and plenty of film and went back to the bedroom window. The woman was still sitting on Harold’s face, but her motion was much faster now. Michael started snapping his photographs. He saw the woman’s back stiffen as she froze on Harold’s face. Michael knew that she was coming and waited to see what happened next. Harold rolled the woman onto the bed and mounted her. He pulled her legs up onto his shoulders and with one quick motion drove his huge cock into her still quivering pussy. She gave a cry and bucked her ass to meet his plunge. Michael could see Harold’s balls bouncing off the cheeks of her ass every time he thrust into her. He still had not been able to see her face, but Michael compared her body to Susan’s. It was nicely shaped, though not as well formed as what Susan’s was. This woman had more of a little girl’s body. Slim hips narrow waist and narrow shoulders. She had long dark hair and this matched the dark hairs on her pussy which was stretched around his father’s cock. Michael could not understand why his father was fucking this woman when he had twice the woman at home. Michael continued to take pictures as his father suddenly shoved his cock deep into her pussy and hold it there. Michael could almost see Harold’s balls jerk as they pumped his come into this other woman’s dripping pussy. Harold let her take her legs off his shoulders as he leaned forward and kissed her. Michael almost dropped his camera as Harold rolled off the other woman. Lying on the bed legs spread wide, with his father’s come dripping from her pussy was Susan’s younger sister Karen. Michael had always liked Karen, but he had never imagined her like this. She was nice enough but she was never the woman that Susan was. Michael took several pictures of Karen with her legs spread showing her well-pounded pink pussy. The picture also included Harold lying beside her stroking her small tits. Michael knew that he would not want to be in their shoes tonight. Michael took out the roll of film out of the camera and put it in his pocket. He loaded another roll and shot it on pictures of Harold and Karen naked on the bed together fondling each other getting ready for another fuck. They had no idea of the trouble that was about to occur.
Michael went back to the car and tried to keep Susan calm as he told her what he had seen and just who was in the cabin with her husband. Susan could not believe that her little sister would do this to her. They had never been exceptionally close but she had never expected this. Susan told Michael that she wanted to see this for herself. She followed Michael to the window and just as they looked, Karen rolled over and took Harold’s limp cock into her hand. They heard her tell Harold that she could cure his problem and watched as she sucked his cock into her hot mouth. Susan just stood and watched as Karen’s head began to move faster on he husbands cock. She was aware of Michael standing behind her watching what was going on. Michael was not sure what Susan’s reaction to the fact that watching Aunt Karen fuck his dad had given him a raging hard on. Susan watched as Karen took her mouth off of Harold’s cock which was once again standing proudly. Karen straddled herself over Harold’s cock and slowly slid down on it until it was buried deep within her hot cunt. Susan felt Michael’s hands unbuttoning her jeans, but she did not acknowledge what he was doing. Michael pulled them down to her knees and she felt his hard cock sliding between her legs. Susan’s cunt was still wet from the trip to the cabin, and she too was aroused from what she had seen. Susan continued to watch Karen fuck Harold as Michael shoved his cock deep into her cunt. He reached around and grabbed her tits in his hands and began matching Karen stroke for stroke. Every time Karen dropped down on his father’s cock Michael rammed his deep in his mother’s pussy. Susan could not focus on her sister and her husband she could focus only on her son’s hard cock taking her from behind. Michael could feel Susan rocking her ass backward into him in rhythm with his thrusts. Karen had suddenly dropped onto Harold’s shaft and sat there with it deep within her. He could hear Harold telling her that he was almost there, and suddenly Harold rammed his cock even deeper into Karen than she thought possible. Karen slid forward onto Harold’s chest. Harold’s cock was still deep in her. Michael could see her pink pussy and her glistening brown asshole. Thinking about how tight her asshole would be around his cock made Michael shoot his wad deep into Susan’s grinding pussy. Michael could feel Susan’s own orgasm as her pussy sucked his cock dry. So intense had Susan’s orgasm been, her knees buckled. But her sons cock still in her and Michael hanging onto her tits kept her from falling down. Michael helped her get her jeans back on and after kissing her beautiful nipples tucked them back into her halter top for her. They walked back to the car and tried to decide what to do. Susan decided to wait a few minutes, and then quietly enter the cabin and surprise Harold and Karen. As they approached the cabin, Michael looked into the window one last time to make sure that Harold and Karen were still in bed. When he looked, they were not there he went around to the bathroom window and could hear the shower running. He could also hear Harold and Karen talking. When they went into the cabin the shower was still running. Susan walked over to the bathroom door and leaned against the frame. Soon the shower turned off and Harold stepped onto the mat. Karen just stood and stared at Susan, her face a picture of shock. “Just what the hell is going on here” Susan yelled, neither Harold or Karen could answer her. Finally Karen said “Susan it is not what you think!” Susan laughed and said “really did I think you were fucking my husband? Did I think he would be eating your cunt? Tell me what did I think?” Harold had not yet said a word, and neither he nor Karen had seen Michael yet. Harold tried to think of a way to explain the situation, but was at a loss. Susan told them to get dressed then leave. She also told Harold to go home and pack his clothes because they were through and she did not want him near her again. Harold started to object but Susan interrupted and told him that she had pictures from the past two hours that she was going to give to her attorney. After Karen and Harold left Susan told Mi-chael that she just wanted the night to herself, and she went into the bedroom and closed the door. Michael went out and pulled the car up to the cabin. He unloaded it and then went in and changed the sheets on the bed where his dad had been fucking his aunt only an hour before. After changing the sheets Michael went to bed himself. In spite of everything that had happened, Michael slept soundly through the night. Shortly after 9 am Susan knocked on the door and asked him if he was going to sleep all day. Michael pulled on a pair of swimming trunks and came out to the kitchen where Susan had made breakfast. The sun was shining and it was already past 70 when Michael said lets go swimming. Susan stood up and started into the bedroom. “I will get my suit and be right with you” she said. Michael followed her into the bedroom and slid her robe off her shoulders. “No suits, just us and the water” he said as he playfully grabbed her tits. He took her hand and pulled her out of the cabin towards the lake. The water was warm and refreshing and they swam for over an hour. Susan said she was going to lie in the sun for a while and walked toward the cabin. Michael followed her and went into the cabin to read for awhile. Shortly Susan came in and went to take a shower. Michael got in the shower and started to wash her back for her. Then he washed her tits and finally her legs, saving her luscious pussy for last. As he soaped Susan’s pussy and ass he wondered if she had ever been fucked in the ass before he had done it. He really doubted it, before this had happened she had been really uptight. He did not think she had even sucked a cock before his. While was washing Susan’s ass he started playing with her tits. The nipples were taught from him washing them. He soaped his cock up and stepped close to Susan. Dropping the wash cloth he reached around with his other hand and started stroking her pussy. Susan started to move her hips against Michael, feeling his cock sliding between her legs. She smiled and put her hands against the shower stall and bent over a little so that he could slide it into her cunt. Michael started running his hand over her ass cheek and heard Susan whimper as she waited for his cock to find her hot wet hole. Michael took his cock in his hand and rubbed it on Susan’s swollen pussy lips. The contact made her jump like it was an electric shock. Michael stopped Susan from pushing back on his cock and quickly lined it up with her tight little asshole. Michael thrust forward. Susan being totally relaxed did not realize until it was too late that Michael was planning on fucking her ass hole. Michael’s big cock head was already into her ass by the time Susan realized what was happening. She had already started thrusting her hips back expecting Michael’s cock to go into her pussy, not her ass. She could feel her hole slide over the head of Michael’s cock and snap shut over it. With her thrust and Michael pushing Susan did not feel the pain of being entered so quickly for a few seconds. When it hit, she screamed because it felt like she was being torn apart. She was pinned against the shower wall by Michael who had not moved after her scream. He told her that it would be all right shortly, just stand still and relax. She got a chuckle out of that, how was she supposed to relax with a cock the size of Michael’s rammed up her ass. Slowly the pain did ease as she forced herself to relax, she could feel Michael moving his cock in small circles in her ass, as he moved his hand down and started fingering her cunt again. Susan felt the fire in her cunt as well as her ass as Michael started pumping her ass slowly at first then faster. She could not believe the sensations that she was experiencing. Michael started pounding her ass as hard as he could every thrust bouncing her tits off the shower wall. Susan could feel him starting to swell in her and came with a rush. She felt his cock shoot his load into her ass, feeling its heat in her stomach as he jerked every time he spurted more of his hot white cum into her guts. They just stood slumped against the shower wall until Michael’s spent cock slipped out of Susan’s well used asshole. They finished their shower and went into the living room dressed in their gowns. Michael could see that Susan was a little sore from their recent escapade in the shower. He felt bad and tried to apologize but Susan stopped him. Trying something new is ok she told him but in the future please warn me first. That was definitely something I had not tried before and you caught me by surprise. Michael promised to ask first in the future and said “I heard that once you have a woman all three ways she will be yours forever, I guess your mine now. Susan being a realist looked at Michael and told him that in the future he would meet a woman of his very own. For now though she was his whenever he wanted her. Susan had a nice relaxing dinner and spent the evening listening to the animals in the woods.

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