Teen Male/Teen Female

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The Life of an Extra Ordinary Joe Chapter 1

Hey guys this is my first story and if anyone finds it offensive in any way I’m sorry. I don’t really know how my words will affect people yet so if any of this comes off as offensive to anyone of a certain sexual preference I apologize. I’m just writing a story. There is going to be a huge backstory to this before things start to heat up. Also hate to be a spoiler but there is no gay sex in this sorry to burst anyone’s bubble. However if people REALLY enjoy this story I will probably continue this one however I can’t promise I will be very fast. So without further ado
Chapter 1The Beginning
“He’s going away for a very long time son; you no longer have to worry” Said my mother Karrie. My father Darrell said the same as they kept telling me how sorry they were for letting him do all of those awful things to me right under their noses. I didn’t really care that they didn’t notice. No one ever really notices that serial rapists are family members, but one thing that I thought I knew was that I liked gay sex. However, I had no idea how uncertain I really was.
Now I must go back and explain who I am and what my story is. My name is Joe and at age 12 I had finished High School already and was a junior at MIT having accomplished masters in Computer Science, Biological Engineering, and soon to add Chemical Engineering to the list while having minors in Architecture, Electrical Engineering, Biology, and Women’s and Gender Studies. That last one was mainly just to get a kick out of my gay roommate Joshua, who was a senior at the time and getting ready to graduate. I really didn’t even ever need to get a post-secondary education as I was already endowed with trusts in my name. My pro basketball-playing parents had set up a fund for me when I was a child. I was basically a billionaire already. Now I know what you’re thinking, “wow what an obnoxious little shit,” but to be honest I didn’t really care about the money. I just enjoyed a challenge.
So now I assume you’re wondering where the part about me deciding I’m gay comes in. I was 12 at the time and it was during summer break. I had to go stay the summer with my crazy Uncle Tony. “Crazy” because he always seemed very odd to people; something was just off about him, but no one could figure him out.
It had been Wednesday, the first day into my junior year’s summer break. I thought I was going to be bored as hell stuck with Uncle Tony like always, but this year he decided to take me out to his cabin in upstate New York and make me build some character because I was after all a scrawny, pale white, freckled, 4’11”, 95 pound, geek. His last task for me had been to clear a 10 acre plot of heavily wooded area for him. I was only halfway through when I already had blisters all over my hands from swinging the axe and shoveling the stumps out and lifting the stumps over to one corner of the plot. After he finished having me chop up all the trees for firewood, yeah you heard me right I thought he was insane at that point too believe me, he had me start digging 2 holes: both 6 to 7 feet deep, 8 feet long, and 3 feet across. That night I noticed dead patches of grass on the field around his cabin as we made our way back for supper. I got an eerie feeling, I don’t know why. After the longtime family recipe, Irish stew, was finally done we sat down to eat. Mid-way through the meal I finally worked up the courage to ask him what I had dug the holes for. He simply replied “I always knew you were too smart for your own good…”
I found out later on not only had he actually tossed me into one of the holes but had started burying me alive before the FBI had finally made it to where he was burying me. I still remember the face of the female officer who dove in to pull me out for the paramedics. Her face reminded me of an angel but I later realized that was me mostly disoriented from his beating me. Technically speaking I was dead for about 30 seconds at one point but the first time paramedic who refused to lose his first person on day one stole the paddles away from his 14 year superior after he declared me dead. He turned it to full power and blasted me and well here I am. It was a medical miracle considering I’d been dead for so long.
Needless to say the other patches of dirt were other kids and so you kind of can understand why I knew no one would ever see my uncle wearing anything but orange ever again. Turned out he made a plea bargain to confess to all of it in order to live in general population. Not a good choice by him, seeing as how a week after he got in he got raped and shanked to death by inmates for his sickening deeds. Yeah, it really is true that molesters usually don’t survive long in general population in prison.
I didn’t go back to school at MIT; my parents were making me sit out a year due to the event. Joshua, my old roommate, came by to our Boston home quite often to check up on me. One day during the rest of that summer I decided, in my terribly shaken state still due to the rape, that I was going to be gay. I told Joshua I wanted to be gay and he told me that being gay wasn’t really a “choice” to be made but that he would help me learn the basic things I needed to know, starting with why my wardrobe needed a makeover. So after a few months of him teaching me all the ins and outs of fashion, I decided that dressing up to look gay was just not in my bag. Don’t get me wrong I was really good when it came to fashion sense but I just loved my nerdy style too much. I couldn’t give up my big bang theory Bazinga T-shirts and yodaism jackets. Regardless Joshua and I really became good friends after all the bonding we had done. My father got a better job opportunity in a little Podunk town in Texas that was growing at a quite fast rate. The area had lots of housing construction in the making, which actually allowed both of my parents a better opportunity for work. Dad quickly leapt at the job to get farther away from the place he felt the most pain for me and my suffering.
My birthday is in August so I am 13 now. Unfortunately, my parents decided to make me go to middle school for one year then to high school to develop social skills and bond with kids close in age with me. Since my family was living in Texas at this time, football was the only thing and everything in our town. I however, at age 13 was still only about 110 pounds and 5 ‘2 so I was still a runt and this did not bode well for me socially towards guys. Being the scrawny geek I was I got shoved in trash cans and lockers constantly; Mostly from Brad, the high school football coach’s son who felt entitled to owning middle school and then later on, high school.
One day, I was walking down the hall trying to avoid Brad‘s group on my way to Spanish when they saw me and ran up and cornered me. They started beating me up and kicking the shit out of me.
“Hey I need an extra lunch. Give me your lunch money ya little fag.”
“Yeah give him your lunch money you little fag” mimicked his posy sidekick.
Not letting up, they continued to beat the shit out of me when all of a sudden I heard thundering footsteps charging towards me. That’s when two of the posy’s’ heads slammed into the wall. I saw that a huge gruff man child at 6’4” had taken them by their heads and bashed them into the wall. That’s when the rest of them ran off as the man child gave a small chase just to kick the ass of a slow running Brad who yelped when he felt the smack of the man child’s boot. The man child proceeded to help me up, then simply walked off never even giving me his name or time to thank him. I never saw him again after that because I had to rush to get to class on time. Brad stopped bothering me for a while after that nearly till freshman year, but soon enough he was back to his old ways.
I must confess, I’ve never had any sexual feelings towards a guy. I didn’t really know myself at all. I had never experienced high school in a social setting, so there was no way for me to express myself and really explore my sexuality. I believe that my outward feelings about my sexual orientation were only created for me to feel like a normal human being. However, inwardly I knew that my sexual feelings originated from my… Incident.
Through middle school I found that my self-proclaimed gayness was very helpful socially towards women and eventually so many liked me that they forced all the guys to stop picking on me. Me being the only gay kid in this little town out in the boonies of Texas wasn’t very rough on me emotionally because although I continued to claim that I was gay, I was beginning to accept that it was probably me letting the trauma of what happened to me continue to fester in my mind. Being gay led me to be very popular with all the girls at first, but soon by freshman year in high school they had all forgotten about me. I was once again an outcast and Brad was once again able to plunder my lunch money.
However, this was not particularly bad news for me. It gave me plenty of time to lock myself in at home and really get back to my grassroots love of being a geek. I was able to catch up on all the new videogames and comic books. My father, who ended up going into the hall of fame as one of the most dominant centers of all time in the NBA, disliked how much time I spent indoors, so I was forced outside every day for 2 hours after both my parents got home to play a game of 2 on one against my father with mom on my team. My mother was the first WNBA player to win four WNBA championships and four MVP awards for her dominant display of shooting ability out of the power forward position in her first six seasons before retiring only six years into her career to be with my father. She had also won 3 women’s college national championships her freshman, junior, and senior years out of Notre Dame University. My father as well had attended all four years of college at Notre Dame University before going pro. This meant both were huge proponents of finishing out school, unlike the ‘air headed players’ had been doing, hoping to get the big bucks now rather than have a fallback for when their careers tanked.
Now as you may have noticed there must be a story behind my parents love seeing as how my mother dropped a successful basketball career to be with my father who had actually gone to her college. They had both attended school at the same time. They were in lots of the same classes together as well due to the near similar scheduling of college basketball for both sexes. My father was attaining an engineering degree while my mother was trying for an architecture degree. Due to some of the overlaps in these degrees such as physics, geometry, and such they found themselves spending lots of time together studying for their classes. Soon they began dating and the whole thing turned into a gushy-lovey-dovey “we met and fell in love at college” story…Until they were drafted to different parts of the country that is. They didn’t even try the whole long distance thing but they kept in touch until one day my mother said she just couldn’t take it anymore and dropped everything so she could be his again.
Now back to me. When second semester hit I had a huge growth spurt that lasted well into mid-summer, by the end of which I was 6’2” and 165 pounds. This didn’t come as a shock to my 7’4” dad and 6’9” mom. Oddly to me though they both found it hilarious when month after month of buying new clothes my clothes would start to bust at the seams all over again. I for one found it thoroughly frustrating. By the start of junior year after another growth spurt I was 6’9” and 210 pounds. I had decided during that summer to start working out since I realized I could be able to not only to stand up to my previous bullies but probably even put them in their place.
My workouts had been very lack luster at first until I found a drop set workout routine online. To those of you who do not know what that is, it’s a hardcore bulk building 3 to 4 week long workout routine. After that ended I had reached about 225 pounds of mostly bulky yet still pretty flabby muscle. I went on another drop set routine that was for people who had done them before so that it could be even more challenging and have longer lasting effects. I also decided to couple that with a running routine. By the end of summer my pure muscle body was 260 pounds and I reached 7’2” had me resembling a Greek god.
When school came it was time for me to pick all my classes. I was only allowed to pick electives, given that they didn’t want me patronizing all my math, science, reading and writing teachers after having taken more advanced courses than theirs at MIT already. This had worked in previous years as there were bountiful classes to take and I even enjoyed taking 6 language courses. I was now able to speak halfway decent Spanish, French, German, Mandarin, Hebrew, and could read Latin nearly fluently. So now that I had already blown through all of those I had to take a double blocked class to fill the 4 period’s minimum of classes’ requirements. We had an A-B day schedule that had four classes one day and four classes another day. I signed up for marching band. However, although I was talented with my instrument, I was kicked out quickly after enrolling because I was too big and knocked over others during marches. Next, I tried my hand at orchestra but on the first day I tripped on the weird cracked tile everyone knew about but me and broke 2 kids’ Chellos. Finally on the third day of school, my worst nightmare came true the counselor made me try out for athletics.
When I walked in the only sport currently in season was football. The color was already draining from my face when I walked into the field house and Coach McGarrett saw me and started walking towards me. I don’t think he could believe it when he realized I was the new geek that had been forced to try out.
He looked me up and down and stuttered “Are y-you J-Joe?”
I thought he was gonna wet his pants out of excitement and when I answered “yes” timidly. ~
He tried to get a grip on his excitement and hid his smile by sending me down the hall to get dressed. As I was walking in the locker room door I heard a loud holler of joy behind me and I realized it must have been coach. As soon as I walked in I started getting the stares and soon almost all of them started to recognize me. A few minutes later after I had gotten all my equipment Brad and his gang saw me. They had been the worst of the jocks who bullied me. They started for me when coach walked in and Brad who is also the coach’s son oddly enough tried to tear into his father.
“What the fuck is wrong with you dad?! This is the gay kid that
”
“Boy what did just say to me?!” shouted coach.
Brad realized his slip up too late and tried to apologize “I’m sorry Pa I didn’t mean to
”
THWACK! Was all anyone heard as coach’s trusty playbook smacked the backside of his son’s head.
The locker room bust out laughing at Brad’s misfortune until coach yelled out “oh since y’all think that shit is so funny why don’t all y’all little ass clowns help me get back to my happy place by running around Tommy Lee’s gas station, and if y’all aren’t back in an hour and ten minutes y’all will run again!”
Tommy Lee’s gas station was six miles away and it had always been coach’s favorite punishment run spot. The room was dead silent and no one moved. “First one back doesn’t have to run if the rest of you don’t make it back in time.”
Everyone including me high tailed it for the door. When I finally got out the door, I realized I was quite far behind the leaders and quickly accelerated to catch up and get ahead. Soon without realizing, I was pulling ahead of the rest at an alarming rate and was nowhere near getting winded. I knew from how I felt running I was nowhere near top speed by any means and could not figure out why I was seemingly booking it compared to the others. This was when I first realized how powerful and strong I had become over the summer. I hadn’t realized it because I had no one to compare abilities with and had no athletic perspective. I throttled back and stayed in the lead for the rest of the run, except for Bart who had been the fastest wide receiver in town up until now; he actually ran with me for most of the run. I ended up beating everyone else by a quarter of mile at the end of the 12 mile run, except for my running mate Bart.
When coach saw me he jumped. It had only been 45 minutes and I saw the excitement in his eyes grow when he saw the next runners make it back almost a full minute later. He had us suit up in our pads once everyone made it back.
Once we were out on the field coach came up to me.
“Okay now boy, we are a small town, so we don’t have the numbers to field a full single position team. What do you play offensively and what do you play defensively?” he asked.
“Umm
.. Well
.Sir
 I’ve… Never played before… But I’ll play whatever you want me to and I won’t disappoint. ” I said lacking confidence to start but ending on a strong note.
He burst into hardy laughter at my words and said “Well son, I think I can find you a place where you can fit right in,” as he walked me over to the running backs group. He left me there with coach Johnson, who was baffled when I couldn’t figure out where to run when he sent me in for reps. He quickly cut me and sent me to the receivers group with Coach Kay who also seemed confused when he noticed that I wasn’t running the right routes until Bart, my “running mate”, took pity on me and informed him the fact that I’d never played before. Coach gave me his playbook with all play names, routes, and audibles in it and sent me to the bench to study them for the rest of practice. Bart was a 7’4, 240 pound guy who was in the same grade as me. He had definitely been one of the guys who had never picked on me and that was something I truly liked about him. As you all should know by now, I have an extremely special ability to remember everything I see, hear, smell and touch, so within the next 5 minutes my learning the routes and plays and such were already done. I walked up to coach Kay and said “Hey coach I’m done.”
He laughed and said “no you ain’t son! I just sent you over there!” He tried to send me back to the bench but I stopped him and told him I was really done and that I had already learned all of the plays.
“Yes I am coach. I’m done, now put me in.” I yelled at him.
His face scrunched up as he said “Okay, but you make one mistake and I’m sending you to do laps around school until the end of practice!”
Once I got into the huddle and they called the play, the ball was hiked and I proceeded to whoop the defense’s ass until the end of practice.
The coaches called me into their office and told me to sit down. As I sat they began talking amongst themselves and finally they spoke up and asked me if I was boosting or doping; maybe even using HGH or steroids or even a combination of all of them.
I started laughing hysterically. I thought to myself ‘are these guys stupid or something? Why in my right mind ever consider using something so dangerous to alter my body?!’ Then I realized how pissed off they were and Coach McGarrett stood up and said “What’s so funny. This is serious shit you little dumb ass, tell us right now!”
I couldn’t stop laughing but I did tell them during my laughter “How insane do you all think I am? I just hit a few growth spurts and started working out over the summer.”
“My mom is 6’9” and my dad is 7’4″. I have already attended MIT. I’m just here to ‘Work on my social skills and bond with my peers’.”
Once my little Doctor Evil air quote impersonation got them to laugh, I just flat out told them my whole story, and as soon as I finished they all started to sigh with relief. They let me go after I had finished. However one thing I had left out of my story was the rape and being gay part because that really wasn’t important to the situation at hand.
I felt at the time that it was probably best to withhold this information from them for the good of our relationship. Inside I knew it was really me trying to avoid the topic altogether despite the hours my psychiatrist spent listening and speculating and reminding me to be open with others. Suddenly images flashed through my mind like movie clips. “I always knew you were too smart for your own good…” Then there were the smells. Oh by far the worst part of my tragedy were those horrid smells. I could just smell his dirty rank spreading through my nostrils. I was beginning to convulse from the feeling that I was going to chuck my guts everywhere. I excused myself and ran to the locker room bathroom to get my legs back. I washed my face with some cold water to clear my head and to more importantly clear my nose, for the unforgettable stench was unbearable. Finally, I left the locker room to leave and get on the bus that would take me home.
I caught up with Bart, who actually lived in my neighborhood and rode the same bus as me. I thanked him for saving me today and he said “Oh don’t mention it. I just know all the other guys pick on you and I didn’t think it was right.” We chatted for a while and soon came to find we enjoyed much of the same things and that he was really a geek at heart. He started telling me about his family’s story of coming over to America during World War II and how they had passed as Aryan Germans although they were really a full blooded Jewish family. His mother was a big organizer at the local synagogue and even though Bart’s father was Catholic, his father made him grow up reading the Torah. A promise to his mother’s parents was that “at least the first born would have to be raised Jewish.” I laughed as he told me this because this is the first time I noticed his super curly dirty blonde hair and light blue eyes. He took no offense at my laughter and even joked how the Germans must have mistaken the super curls on his great grandparents’ heads as some sort of weird bed head. Then I decided to mess with him for a second and reply in Hebrew for the rest of the conversation. I had been responding in Hebrew for a while and he hadn’t noticed that we had completely switched over to speaking Hebrew for the entire conversation until another teen, an oddly familiar 6’1” portly boy with huge, muscular arms, who weighed no less than 320 pounds, and who came from a family of German descent spoke up.
“Hey, are you two making fun of me and my culture?” As we sat there laughing at him and explaining what had transpired, we all started talking and ended up bonding into a nice little bus buddy group. We found out his name was Dirk and that he had just gotten back into public school after being in juvy since the last half the final year of middle school for beating the shit out of some kid’s back in the 8th grade.
Waiting for the bus to let on the last girl, I looked up and saw her. I knew she was a cheerleader that had quit cheerleading in her sophomore year even though she was the most popular girl on the team. I never really knew why she quit, but prior to that I hadn’t cared because she was Brad’s girlfriend. For some reason at that very moment I did care as I watched this dirty blonde, slightly curly haired woman with deep blue eyes and an angel face walk with her perfect long legs leading up to her cute little ass that was hardly covered by anything in her daisy dukes. I figured out why I like her so much as soon as she got on the bus and I noticed what was on her shirt. On the top it had 2 arrows pointing in towards the cleavage of her ample C to D breasts. Underneath them, it read ‘Geek On These’. Bart chuckled when he noticed me staring and said “Hey bud, I thought you were gay! After seeing the way you are ogling at my twin sister, I think I just witnessed a gay guy turn straight!” 
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Step-brother

my parents divorced when i was 10. my mother remarried in 2006, when i was 15. she married a contractor, with a bad-ass, fresh-mouthed, 16-year-old son. he had dusty blond hair, a toned, tan body… sounds nice, right? except his wordrobe consisted of nothing but baggy jeans, wife beater tanks, timberland boots, and more wife beater tanks. not exactly what you’d picture Romeo wearing. so now, a year after their marriage, i am now 16, my step-brother, 17. his name is Jayden, and a couple of days ago he was released from a Juvenille Detention Center. he was picked up by the police for assisting in a robery that his friends had committed.
“your tits got bigger.”
i choked on the dinner i was eating, and i could feel the blood rush to my face.
my mother cleared her throat, Jayden’s father looked appalled. “Jayden, please. that’s anything but appropriate.”
“what? i was just pointing it out,” he said, slouched in the antique dining chair, a blank expression on his face.
i looked down and continued to eat. so i have never been nervous around guys. i wasn’t ugly, i am not fat. i’m a toned, blond, 5’4 cheerleader. infact, i have a boyfriend. but i wasn’t comfortable around Jayden. was it because i had masterbated a couple of months ago, invisioning myself tied up helplessly to his bedposts, my legs spread, whimpering while he shoved his finger harshly up my cunt, his tongue-
“Lauren!” my mother shouted at me, shaking me from my thoughts. my face turned scarlet again, and Jayden snickered.
“huh?” i responded. had i been thinking outloud? shit!
“i was speaking to you, and your staring off into space.”
“i’m sorry, mom. what did you say?” i shifted in my seat, feeling a wetness between my legs.
“i was telling you that Roger and I are going to Sao Paulo this weekend. Roger has business there, so we thought we’d make a vacation out of it. i’m going to have your Aunt Pam stay-”
“mother!” i yelled, feeling embarrassed that she felt i still needed a babysitter at the age of 16! i couldn’t believe it.
“i’ll babysit her,” Jayden said slyly. he smirked at me, enjoying the embarrassment it was causing me.
“fresh out of Juvie, we both,” Roger started, referring to himself and my mother, “thought that you BOTH could use a babysitter.”
“mom, this isn’t fair. Jayden may have just gotten out of jail, but i-”
“it wasn’t jail.”
“whatever, same thing. but i have not done ANYTHING to deserve a babysitter. you’ll only be gone one weekend!” i leaned back in my chair, arms crossed.
Roger looked over at my mother. “well, Lauren is pretty responsible, maybe we should reconsider.”
i looked hopefully up at my mom. this would be the perfect opportunity to have Nick stay the weekend. Jayden would probably be out with his deliquent friends. i got excited.
my mother sighed. “well… i guess so. but- if i get one phone call from the police, or if this house is trashed, or if the neighbors, and you know they’ll let me know EVERYTHING that goes on here, have anything bad to tell me, that’s it. next time we leave, you both get a babysitter. understood?”
i nodded like an idiot. Jayden mumbled something and left the table. “you won’t regret it, mom.”
* * * *
my mother and Roger left at 5 oclock sharp thursday night for their over night flight to Sao Paulo. i was on the phone with Nick, having a heated arguement.
“… what do you mean ‘too busy’?! Nick- i have the whole house for the WHOLE weekend.” i paced around as i argued, the phone cord from my 80’s hot pink phone twisting around me. “whatever, Nick.”
the shower turned off in the bathroom. i watched Jayden walk out of the bathroom, a towel wrapped around his waist, his body dripping wet. i stared at his closed door for a second, before i heard Nick shouting into the phone.
“whatever, Nick. i don’t have time for your shit. if you cant come, then its your damn loss,” i yelled, and slammed the phone down. i sat down on my bed, still looking at Jayden’s closed door. a sly smile spread across my face. maybe if i just “accidently” walked into his room right now…
my phone rang again. i sighed, thinking it was Nick. “what?” i answered.
“Lauren?”
“oh, angie, sorry, i thought you were nick.” i explained that my parents were gone for the weekend, but Nick had “other plans”.
“wow, sounds like you guys are finished. i would drop his sorry ass. i bet he’s over at Britney’s house right now, bang-”
“thanks, angie. i feel SOOO much better now.”
she laughed into the phone. “hey, is Jayden home?”
“yeah, why?”
“hmmm… what are you so upset over Nick for? if i were you, i’d be excited to have a weekend alone with my sexpot step-brother.”
“sex-what?”
“nevermind. come on, Laur, he’s sexy as hell. he’s fuckin gorgeous, and he’s a bad boy. there’s nothing sexier than a fine-ass bad boy. and you LIVE with him. no blood relation what-so-ever. if i were you, i’d put him over my knee and spank the-”
“alright already! christ, why don’t you come over here and fuck him then,” i said quietly so Jayden wouldn’t hear.
“shit, honey i would. but i know you got a thing for the kid.”
“no i don’t,”i said, sitting on my bed, facing the window, away from the door.
“yes you do.”
“he scares me.”
“oh geez, Laur, you need to do something WRONG in your life for once. shit, my mom’s callin me, let me let you go. i’ll call you later. we’re partying tomarrow night.”
“wait, no, Angie! my mom said-” i started, but she had already hung up. i sat my phone on the reciever and stood up to shut my blinds. i gasped, seeing Jayden’s reflection in my window. i spun around.
he stood there, in my room, wearing a pair of jeans that were hung low on his hips, revealing a pair of white boxers. a single thin gold chain dangled down his bare chest. “i scare you?”
“no,” i said, wondering how much he’d heard. “i wasn’t talking a-about you.”
he smirked, and stepped closer to me. i stepped back towards the still-open window.
“why’r you backin up then?”
“aren’t you going out with your friends?” i asked, changing the subject. “and why were you spying on me?”
Jayden shook his head and stood there infront of me. “where’s your preppy herb-ass boyfriend?”
he actually had it right for once. “we broke up,” i said, predicting the future. i shifted my weight onto one leg, and crossed my arms, wondering what he wanted. i glanced passed him, and into his open room where i could see his bed. stop it, Lauren, i told myself. his bed was tosseled, it looked like a tornado had ripped through his room. one probably had. i pictured myself ontop of his messy sheets, his solid body covering mine-
“lauren,” he said, and i looked at him.
“why are you still here?” i asked.
“why are you scared of me?”
“i didn’t say that.” i rolled my eyes then saw him reach into his pocket. he pulled out a swiss army knife and started toying with it.
“then why’d you tell your girl that i scare you? and who wants to fuck me?” he asked, still playing with the knife.
i do. “God, your so conceited.” was he trying to scare me with that damn knife? he could kill me right now. but if he wanted to tie me up and…
“come here.”
i blinked, not sure i heard him right. “huh?”
he tossed the knife onto my dresser. it spun once, then smacked against an old ballet music box. i looked at him and instead of repeating what he said, he motioned with his finger for me to go to him. i swallowed.
i took two steps towards him, and he grabbed me by the back of my neck, pulling me against him.
i gasped, his face lowered to mine, his lips purposely inches from mine.
“do you want to fuck me?” he asked quietly, his breath on my face.
i had not in any way been obvious about that. i swallowed hard. i looked at his lips and i realised i desperately wanted them all over me. badly.
i felt his hand grip my neck tighter and i gasped again as Jayden pressed his mouth against mine. his lips crushed mine, hard, like i knew he would. nothing with him was going to be soft, and i didn’t want it to be.
i stepped onto my bed, our lips locked, i was bent over to still reach him. i shrugged my cardigan from my shoulders, and he lifted my skimpy tank top over my breasts. we stopped kissing to get my tank over my head and soon i was unbuttoning my own jeans. he still had not removed a thing. i knelt down on my bed, him standing against it, and kissed him again. my hands roamed his bare chest, up and over his shoulders. i felt a scar across his back.
Jayden pushed me harshly back on my bed, my chest cleavage spilling out of the top of my bra. he yanked my jeans down my legs and tossed them on the floor. he got on my bed and knelt over me. he looped his fingers through my thong and didn’t hesitate to get rid of them.
“spread your legs.”
“jayden- my blinds- shut my- ooooooh God,” i moaned, and my back arched as he slid his tongue into my cunt. he moved his tongue up and down my slit, stopped and nibbled on my clit. i moaned loudly and gripped the back of his head, holding his face against my pussy. he spread my legs farther, pushing on my thighs as he licked and bit every inch between my legs. then he stopped and i let go of his head.
i sat up, breathless. “don’t stop, Jayden… please don’t stop,” i pleaded, and he shoved me back down.
“shut up, Lauren.” he said, and got up off my bed. he stood against it again, facing me, and unbuttoned his jeans. my pussy throbbed waiting for him to drop those damn jeans and stick his-
“come here,” he ordered and dropped his jeans to his ankles. he slid his boxers down as i knelt on the bed infront of him. my eyes widened at the size of his cock. he yanked me by the hair, not roughly, but enough to make me go to him faster. i grabbed his eight and a half inches with my hand and stroked it, kneeling infront of him, my ass in the air. he pulled my face against it until it touched my lips. “suck it.”
i released it and parted my lips, the tip of his dick feeling soft as it entered my mouth. he smelled like Irish Spring soap. i pulled it out of my mouth and ran my tongue up the vien under his dick, then swirled my tongue along his head.
“oh shit….” he moaned, holding my head. i cupped his balls with my hand, something Nick always liked. i felt my pussy growing wet again as i fucked my face with his cock. then i stopped and looked up at him, my lips feeling swollen from the friction.
“close the blinds, Jayden. the neighbors-”
“no,” he said and pushed my head back down. “let them see what a freak my step-sister is. is your pussy wet?”
i moaned as i sucked him off, then felt him bend over me and stick his fingers up my cunt. hard. “you’re wet as hell. you dirty little girl,” he laughed and took his fingers out of me.
i tongued his dick again. running it all around his head and up and down his cock. i deep throated, gagging at first, then relaxing and let it slide down my throat. i gripped his balls again, played with them in my hand.
“shit, Lauren, i’m gonna cum,” he said, then i felt him tighten. i wanted to know what he tasted like. i pumped my mouth faster up and down his dick, my hand beginning to jerk him off at the base of his dick. he moaned and i felt a hot liquid shoot into my mouth. i swallowed and took it all in, still sucking his dick until his was finished.
Jayden moaned as i pulled back, and i sat back on the bed, my legs spread, my mouth voilated from his huge dick. my jaw hurt, but i still wanted more. he stepped out of his jeans and knelt on the bed, naked with me now, except for my bra. his dick hardened again when he reached behind me and unfastened my bra, and took it off. he cupped my breasts in his hands, then pushed me back on my bed. he held my arms above my head and i spread my legs, letting him lay between them. he kissed and licked my tits, sucking on each nipple. i moaned and twisted beneath him, his gold chain dangling and sliding across my stomach everytime he moved. i closed my eyes, and groaned, biting my own lip to keep from screaming. it felt so damn good, he knew what he was doing. my back arched as he bit my nipple, my stomach against his chest. the chain once again felt cold on my stomach, adding a different sensation. my pussy throbbed and i wanted his dick in me. i tried to pry my arms free, but he gripped them tighter, holding them above my head.
he kissed my collar bone, then moved up to my chin. i opened my eyes as he kissed me again, the taste of his cum and my wetness mixing in our mouths. his lips crushed mine, and he released my arms. i wrapped my arms around his shoulders and gripped his hips with my knees as i parted my lips to let his tongue in. he sucked on my tongue, then sat back up again.
“turn around,” he ordered. but instead of waiting for me to turn over, he grabbed my hips and moved me himself. i was on my knees, bent over, my ass against his hips. i was well aware that if any of our neighbors were to look outside right now, they’d see just that.
the tip of his cock slid up and down my wet pussy. then in one quick motion, he slid his whole dick in me, causing me to cry out. he thrusted hard from behind me, and he held my hips so i couldn’t move. his hand reach reached around and found my clit. he massaged and pinched it, sending waves of shock through my body. i could barely stand it.
“oh God, Jayden… Jayden,” i moaned, my body ready to collapse from an on-coming orgasm.
he held me up with his left hand, his right hand still torturing my clit. “jayden, i’m gonna cum…” i cried out and my muscles tightened and released around his cock, my stomach cunvulsing in one big orgasm.
he pulled out and i collapsed onto my bed. he turned me over and spread my legs, so wide i almost screamed from the pain. he entered me again, so hard and fast i did scream. he thrusted slow then fast, hitting a spot that was about to send another orgasm through me. “oh my God…” i moaned. he fucked me for a few minutes, torturing my cunt with his dick. but before i could cum a second time, he pulled out.
“suck me off again, come here,” he said, then once again pulled me into a sitting position before i could move myself. he pushed my head down and i slid his cock into my mouth, tasting my own cum. i sucked fast, and felt his dick tighten and his balls tense. his cum shot into my mouth again and i continued to suck until he finished. i licked my lips and leaned back on my bed, my legs still spread for him.
Jayden’s chest rose and fell with his heavy breathing. he whiped sweat from his brow and leaned down over me. he brushed a thumb across my nipple, hardening it. “you gotta tight little body,” he said, smirking at me. he kissed my lips then sat back up. “turn over.”
i got back on my knees, and he said, “…facing your headboard.”
i turned around, then bent back over infront of him. he grabbed my wrists and put them on my headboard. i felt his hard cock against my ass and thighs as he kissed the back of my neck, then my shoulders and back. he stopped, then released one of my hands, the other still holding my hand against my headboard. he grabbed his cock and i felt him press it against my pussy. he entered me easily, i was dripping wet. he slid in and out of me slowly, i could feel his breath on my shoulder.
when his dick was well lubricated, he pulled out of me and i felt him press his dick against my asshole.
“Jayden-”
“shut up,” he said as he pushed his eight and a half inch cock into my tiny virgin ass.
i cried out and tried to move, but he grabbed my other hand again, this time both hands holding me against the headboard. my hands gripped the headboard, and i kept telling myself to relax. the more his cock slid in and out, the more i tried to relax my muscles. he slid it all the way in and i screamed. he let go of my hands and covered my mouth, my back against his chest, his other hand holding my stomach.
“does it hurt, Lauren?” he asked, breathlessly.
i groaned and he thrusted. his hand that was gripping my abs trailed down to my pussy. he found my clit and started rubbing. i felt myself pushing my ass against his dick now. he pinched and rubbed my clit.
“am i scaring you?” he asked, and i could tell he was smirking. he shoved his dick up further in me, then moved his hand from my clit to my nipples, taking his hand off my mouth. i moaned, dropping my head against his shoulder. he rubbed my clit again, and kissed my shoulder. then he shoved me foward, and i caught myself with my hands. with his cock having better access to my ass, he thrusted harder and faster. i was bent over against him, his hand gripping, rubbing, and pinching my clit.
“don’t stop,” i told him. “i want to cum again…”
“i want to cum in you,” he said, out of breath.
i gripped my bedsheets as he slowed, then he moaned as he came. he kept rubbing me as he shot a load into my ass, and i felt my body convulse with him. he pulled out and i collapsed face down onto my bed. my bed moved as he sat down, next to me, and caught his breath. he bent down and picked up his boxers and jeans. i couldn’t move. my ass throbbed, but the rest of me throbbed from the three orgasms he’d just given me. my bed shifted again when he got up. i head him snicker.
“what’s the matter? too much for you to handle?” he laughed and walked around my bed, pulling his boxers up, his dick now limp.
without moving, i looked up at him, my face half burried in my bed. “your such a dick.”
he slapped me hard on the ass.
“ow!” i yelled, jumping up and feeling a sting where he’d just hit me. i touched my ass.
“you love my dick.” he smirked, then left my room.
i layed back on my bed. i DID love his dick. maybe having a deliquent bad boy step-brother wasn’t so bad after all…

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Mom’s Blouse

Whenever Mom unbuttoned her blouse I would get hard, so she decided to cure me of that, with my cousin Andrea.

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New Family Secrets II (revised)

Ryan moves in with his aunt uncle and cousins and found a sex toy in his cousin Kara…
New family secrets II
I fell asleep thinking about what happened with Kara and I and had a dream about doing other things besides just fucking her throat. I woke up and i was starving so i went down to the kitchen to see what there was to eat. I walked in and saw there was no one around but there was a note on the table that read ” Ryan we and kyle went to take Kevin for his freshman orientation so we will be back on Sunday, Uncle Derrick is out of town on business till Thursday, and Kara isn’t feeling well so check on her every once in awhile for me please and thank you Love Aunt Misty. So i had this whole place to myself for the next three days too bad Kara isn’t feeling good. I ate and cleaned up then went to check on Kara in her room but she wasn’t there so i figured she was lounging around somewhere.
I decided to go for a swim in the pool, I went in and changed int my swim shorts and dove into the pool. When i surfaced i heard music coming from th speakers around the pool. I looked around and saw that the changing room door was closed when it opened it was Kara standing there in this tiny black and gold two piece swim suit and my jaw dropped. She dove in and stayed under for awhile then surfaced on the other side of the pool. She just stayed over there swimming on the far side of the pool so i said ” hi Kara come over here and swim with me”. She didn’t come over so i figured she was pissed about last night maybe she hadn’t liked it like i thought she did. so i swam over to her and she swam away and i followed her til i caught her in the corner of the pool.
She lightly struggled to get away but i didn’t let her go. Her ignoring me was pissing me of so i figured if she’s already pissed i might as well do what i want with her while i had the chance. so i was getting worked up wrestling with her so I spun her around and slid up behind her grinding my dick into the crack of her ass. I could have sworn i heard a moan from her so i rubbed a little harder and sure enough she moaned again. I took that as a good sign and with one swift motion i pulled her bottoms off and pulled her naked ass against my cock again and reached my hand around and jammed my finger into her pussy folds. I slid my finger up and down her pussy lips and as she had done the night before i slid my middle finger up and down in between her soft pussy lips. Gently i rubbed her pussy until i found her love button and rubbed it with one hand and reached around with the other to slide two fingers into her warm wet hole. I pumped my fingers in and out until i felt her her pussy clamp down on my fingers and her body go rigid and shutter with her orgasm. I started rubbing my cock harder against her ass and i reached down and slid my shorts off.
I walked her to where the wall was just the right height that i could bend her over it and he as hung just over the edge. I slid my finger into her pussy from behind and pumped it in and out a few times then withdrew it and slipped it into her ass gently as she gasped and tensed up and i leaned over her back and told her to relax or it would hurt. She looked back over her shoulder just in time to see me slide the tip of my dick into her pussy, but just the tip because i didn’t want to risk breaking her hymen that i felt while i was fingering her before. then i pulled it out and lined it up with her puckered butt hole and i said “relax I’ll go slow” and she nodded in forced agreement because she knew i would do it either way. I started to slowly apply pressure to her ass and the head slipped in past the first elastic ring and she screeched and tensed up and i stopped and reminded her to relax. After a few seconds she relaxed and i got about an inch in and she tensed up again so i just kept sliding it in. She was panting and grunting when she finally relaxed with the pressure i was using while she was tensed up and the sudden release of her butt muscles i slid all the way in all at once. She let out a loud grunt then i froze in place up to the hilt in my cousins ass and gave her time to get used to it, she slowly started to wiggle a little at a time so i started sliding in and out.
Seeing that she was obviously used to it I started gradually picking up the pace until i was pulling almost all the way out then slamming back into her. By this time she was shoving her ass back at me with every in stroke and thrashing her head around and moaning aloud. I reached around her to rub her clit while i continued my assault on her ass, as i was rubbing her clit she started to finger herself until she came so hard she nearly shoved us both over. Her ass muscles tightened around my dick to where i could barely move in and out of her, which caused my own amazing orgasm she started screaming out “fuck me… fuck my ass… oh… yes cumm.. in my tight little ass” as i slammed my ejaculating cock into her ass. I pulled my rapidly deflating cock from my cousins ass and watched as my cum flowed out of it in to the pool water.
I climbed out of the pool leaving my shorts at the bottom I turned as Kara was climbing up the ladder to get out and i thrust my cock into her face and surprisingly she took it into her mouth with no protest. I grabbed the back of her head and started fucking her face while i asked her if she liked the taste of her ass she just nodded a yes as she sucked my now re-hardening cock into her throat. I pulled out of her mouth and went to sit in one of the reclining chairs around the pool and told her to crawl over to me and suck my dick. She did as she was told and she sucked my dick so hard i thought she would give it a hickey. I started thrusting hard into her mouth when i felt my orgasm coming on. I guess i went too far because she had to fight back her vomit as she gagged on my cock. I pulled out and stood in front of her and told her to jerk my dick until i came on her face again she did as she was told. She started stroking my cock hard and licking it’s purple head, I told her i was going to cum and she laid my dick against her chin tilted her head back and kept jerking me until spurt after spurt erupted on to that beautiful mocha face of hers some even got in her hair and on her tits. I was spent and all i could think was I’ve still got two more days alone with my beautiful sex puppet cousin of mine.
The rest of the day was pretty uneventful until dinner time. I was taking a nap when i heard a knock at my door. It was Kara she said it was time to eat as she walked in the room wearing nothing but that perfect smile of hers. I was confused until she jumped up on the bed and climbed on top of me shoving her shaved pussy in my face. I thought to myself “A roll reversal well done cousin well done” as she became the aggressor. She sat on my face hard grinding her sweet pussy into my mouth as i tried to keep up with her movements with my tongue. She jumped up and shut and locked the door so none of “the help” as she called them would walk in on us. She stripped me down naked and told me to lay down as i did she walked to my closet and opened the door to the secret hallway and pulled out a bag. She walked over to the bed and pulled out 4 pieces of rope and tied my hands and feet to the bed posts i was incredibly turned on at this point as was proven by my massive erection. She dropped the bag to the floor and took her seat back on my face. Grabbing a handful of my wavy dirty blond hair and pulling my face hard into her pussy which was sopping wet by this point.
I enjoyed eating her sweet pussy as much if not more than she loved me eating it. Just as she started showing signs of her orgasm she jumped up and slammed her pussy down full force on my dick. This must have hurt a lot because she froze there as tears started to fall from her eyes down her cheeks and dripping on to my chest. After a few minutes she started sliding her hips around in a circle slowly then faster and faster until it felt like she was going to rip my dick off. Again she started to show signs of her orgasm but this time she came so hard that she squirted pussy juice up my belly to my chest. Just as i felt like i was going to cum too she hopped off of me and said ” Oh no you don’t get to cum until i say so, you’ve been a bad boy taking liberties with my body now it’s my turn”. “Shit” I thought to myself as i realized she had me in a position where i was at her mercy…
TO Be Continued……….
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Catherine 1

My first story, if you have any advice or criticism please mail me and I’ll take it all to heart, thanks!
The best day of my life was the day I discovered my sister’s best friend showed up late. My name is Andrew and my sister Jennifer and my parents had just on a trip to tour a string of colleges across the country and had left me at home to take care of the house. Shes eighteen years old to my seventeen, and while I’m a bit on the stocky side with short dark brown hair Jennifer is the complete opposite. Tall, slender and blonde she had everybody in her grade and the two below drooling. On the day my story starts I got a surprise visit from Jennifer’s best friend Catherine. Just two hours or so after my family left I answered the door to find Catherine standing sheepishly on the porch. Catherine is in my grade but is my sister’s best friend. She’s seventeen like me but looks like she is at least a year or two younger. She’s small, not just a bit short for her age but also very slight. Complementing that is her dark brown hair that frames two large, dark, beautiful eyes and her innocent childlike demeanor. I’ve seen her tagging along with my sister like a younger sibling, almost in awe of her “big sister”. They spent so much time together I was puzzled that she didn’t know Jennifer was gone.
“Is Jenni home?” her adorable voice peaked shyly with her question as she peered behind me and into the house.
“No, she left with my mom and dad to visit schools.” Her eyes fell and her bottom lip trembled as I told her. “They might not be back for a few weeks. I thought you knew this.”
“I know, I was gonna say goodbye but my parents wouldn’t give me a ride after I slept through my alarm. I had to walk here.” Pretty impressive considering she lives an hours walk away.
“Well, come on in, you shouldn’t have to walk all the way back now.” the sky had been darkening all day and I suddenly realized how cold it was. “Are you hungry? Can I make you something?” I felt kind of bad for her, coming all this way for nothing.
“Yes please!” Her eyes lit up. As I led her into the kitchen and got to work on the stove, I was seriously hungry and was soon pretty focused on the food. Catherine mentioned having left something in Jennifer’s room. I told her that I would get her when the food was ready and to make herself at home.
In about twenty minutes I hadn’t heard from her and with the meal ready I headed down the hall to my sister’s room. The door was open about an
Inch so I peaked in and saw the most amazing sight. Catherine was splayed across the bed, wearing only her t-shirt and rubbing furiously at her tiny pussy with one hand while holding a photo of my sister in the other. I froze at the door with my hand on the knob, entranced by what I was seeing. For a few minutes stood there watching her as she worked her nimble fingers over her wet pussy. A mewl of pleasure escaped her lips and I was dragged back to reality. As I regained my senses I reached into my pocket for my cellphone. Opening the camera I started recording her as she began gyrating her hips into her hand, straining for more stimulation. For five minutes I filmed her as her pants and gasps came faster, and the mewling grew louder. After the timer on the camera hit five minutes I saved the video and sent it to my email. Once this was finished I waited until she was on the cusp of her orgasm to fling open the door. It took a moment for her to register my entrance but once she did her reaction was immediate. Her big brown eyes shot open wide and she tried to grab up the covers. As she struggled to hide under the blankets she stammered an attempt at an excuse. Knowing that I could turn a five minute video into a lot of fun I cut her off.
“What the hell are you doing?” I feigned anger as she tried to sink under the covers.
“I… Uh, well…”
“Get the fuck up.” She squeaked but slowly got out of the bed and stood uncomfortably next to it, hands covering her soaking wet sex. “Can you explain this to me?” I pulled out my phone and played a bit of the video for her. She opened her mouth but no words came out so she just blushed and looked at her feet. “No? Well come in the kitchen. Dinner’s finished and once you explain yourself you can have some.” Mute, and still beet red she crouched and started to pull on her pants. I looked at her sternly and moved next to the door. “No, you don’t get those back yet.”
“But-” She looked up helplessly.
“I can send this video to anyone I want, remember that. Wouldn’t your parents be upset? I wonder what they might think of this, or everyone else at school. Not to mention Jennifer. So no, you don’t get those.” She cringed at the mention of her parents and Jennifer and I knew I had her now. She sulked out of the door and I followed her, enjoying the curves of her ass as she walked.
Once in the kitchen I pushed past her to the stove and got myself a plate of food, but nothing for Catherine. Sitting down to eat I told her to stand next to the table. Reluctantly she did, but still covered her glistening pussy with her hands.
“Hands at your sides.” she glared at me but did so. “What do you think I should do with this video?” I took a bite and waited for her to work up the courage to talk. The silence lasted a minute or so.
“Please don’t send out that video. Pleeease??” She gave my the most adorable puppy dog eyes that under different circumstances would have turned me to putty in her hands. But I was in charge now, and she was going to learn that soon.
“And why shouldn’t I? I could send it out any time I want. What’s stopping me?”
“Oh god! No! Please, you can’t show it to anyone! My parents will kill me if the found out, and Jenni would—. Look, what do you want? Just tell me what you want for the video.” She was starting to tear up now.
“You’ll do what I say?”
“Anything you say, but you can’t give out that video.”
“Deal. From now on you do everything I say and the video remains our little secret.” I grinned sadistically to let her know I wasn’t joking.
“Oh thank you! Thank you thank you!” She ran over and hugged me before remembering that she was still naked from the waist down. She started to pull away but I grabbed her by the hair and pulled her back to me. She struggled for a moment before I told her to stop.
“You belong to me know, understand? You are my little toy now, got it?” I held her face close to mine until she met my eyes.
“Y-yes. I understand.” Tears started to well in her big brown eyes.
“Yes sir! From now on you talk to me and you call me sir!”
“Yes… Sir…” She spit out the words grudgingly.
“Good.” I released her. “Now you look slightly ridiculous with just that shirt on. Take it off.” She just blushed and stared at the floor again. “Take it off!” She scrambled to obey.
“Sorry sir.” She pulled her shirt over her head, leaving her wearing only a pastel blue bra. I pointed to it and she slowly removed that too, revealing two small milky white mounds that were perfectly developed for her thin frame and I had to tear my eyes from them.
“Are you hungry?” She nodded, then quickly blurted.
“Yes sir”.
“Come here.” I had her sit on my lap, straddling my leg and leaning back against my chest. I fed her bite with my fork and took a bite myself. “As long as you listen to me I will take care of you. Disobey and I will punish you. If you ever do want to end our agreement, tell me to send the video four times. I’ll send it out and you will be free.”
“Yes sir.” I kept feeding her until she was full, then I had her call her parents and tell them she was staying over for the night. I talked to them and made some bullshit lie about how Jennifer had decided to skip the first college on their list so they had stayed home an extra day and that no, nobody else could come to the phone because my parents were at the store and my sister was in the shower. Yes Catherine had eaten, I had cooked for everyone. Actually I had been working on her homework with her. Alright. You’re welcome. Goodbye.
As I hung up I turned back to Catherine. Only now did I notice her juices had dried and she looked pretty bedraggled so I sent her to the bathroom to clean herself up.
I waited for a few minutes after the water started to enter. I pulled opened the door and was greeted by a wall of steam and that familiar mewling noise. Astonished I peeked around the shower curtain silently to find Catherine once again rubbing at her clit. I was shocked, even after all the humiliation I just put her through she was still turned on. I quickly undressed and snuck in behind her, glad that she had kept her eyes closed. Now standing behind her I watched the water stream through her hair and down her body. Her breathing was heavy now, interspersed with moans of pleasure. I shot my right arm under hers and reached up to grab her throat, holding tight but not choking her. My left arm crossed over hers right pinning her arm to her side as I kneaded the soft skin of her breast. She gasped and stiffened by didn’t stop touching herself and if anything her fingers sped up.
“You like me doing this don’t you?” I asked, disbelief creeping into my voice as I pinched her nipple hard. She bent backwards into me and let out a low sigh of pure pleasure. “You do don’t you?!”
“Yes s-sir!” She stammered out her reply through the waves of her orgasm as her fingers set out a furious pace on her dripping pussy. As the height of her orgasm rippled over her body she collapsed back onto me and would have fallen if I hadn’t held her up. She was barely awake and saw her chest flutter with her heartbeat.
“Good.” I whispered into her ear. With that I lifted Catherine up and carried her into my room.

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Fun with Kyleigh Chapter 1

I have never been too close to my sister Kyleigh; she just never seemed to have much time for me. I never had a problem with her, but if she wanted to ignore me, that was her business. She was outgoing and fun, but she just never had much time for me. She would give me advice when I needed it, but other than that, we kept to ourselves. The only person who was at my house regularly was my dad, who, after my mom went nutso, devoted his life to his job and was never home. So I did not have much connection with family.
I think the distance between me and Kyleigh stemmed from the fact that we never really had much in common; she was into cross country, I joined the chess club. We both got straight A’s, but I was more into writing than going outdoors, whereas she would spend every waking moment outside. Her tan was ridiculously dark considering the fact that we are Polish, and my entire family is blindingly white. She would often sunbathe in nothing but tight boy shorts and a tiny bikini top. I had loads of fun finding ways to spy on her without her noticing.
Kyleigh is a year older than me at 16 years old, but she is tiny. I mean minuscule. I think she might be 5′ tall. She has long wavy blond hair and an amazing, curvy body. I think her breasts are a B cup, but I don’t care much for large breasts, hers are just fine. I love her ass though. It is so round and perfect, and so amazingly tight. I must’ve seen a hundred guys ogling her perfect little ass. I decked one of them for making a grab for her, and got a reputation for hurting people who messed with Kyleigh. It wasn’t even a big deal, but word travels fast when you knock out a 300 pound lineman with one punch. He was a big kid, but most of the weight was in his gut. He fell like a rock.
I think I intimidate people, being 6’4″. I know it’s strange considering how small my sister is, but I’m a mammoth (and, no, neither of us is adopted). I’m only fifteen, but I am pretty much the biggest guy at my high school. I used to be kind of overweight, but I bought some free weights and put any time I wasn’t writing into those; I’m in pretty good shape now. I don’t get any of the girls I want because of my preference for seclusion and the slight nerd vibe I gave off. Whatever, I didn’t care all that much, because keeping my sister from getting roofied at some party (trust me, it’s happened before, but I got her home before somebody could rape her sexy ass) is a full time job. She doesn’t even realize how many times I’ve saved her.
So, anyways, our relationship changed after I asked my sister for advice on how to ask a particular girl out. I totally adored this girl, Kaitlyn, and she was one of my sister’s friends. They weren’t that close, but Kyleigh knew her enough to help me out. Kaitlyn was shy, so I knew I had to be gentle with her. I figured the easiest way would to learn as much about her as possible and then ask her to do something she might like with me.
Everything worked out fine, Kaitlyn and I went out, hit it off, and dated for five months. I loved everything about her, and she seemed to like me. That is until one day, when I was doing some stupid community service thing so it would look good on my college transcript. I walked behind the gym, listening to my iPod, and the first thing that popped into my mind was “WHAT THE FUCK?!”
“Kaitlyn, what the hell are you doing back here? Who the fuck is this douchebag?” Oh, shit, I recognize him, I thought, that’s that asshole I knocked out for groping my sister.
“Oh, shit, Logan, I am so sorry! I couldn’t help it!” Kaitlyn exclaimed.
“What, you couldn’t help making out with this fat prick, letting him grope you? You barely even let me do that a month ago!”
For those who don’t understand what is going on at this time, I had turned the corner to see Kaitlyn making out with the fat ass lineman from paragraph 3, with his hands all over her ass. I naturally was pissed, seeing as I was in much better shape than this guy and treated her much better.
“I’m so sorry! I don’t know what came over me. Can you please forgive me? It was an accident!”
“An accident, really? What, did you slip and fall against him and your tongues just happened to leap to each other’s mouths’? And I suppose his hands were there to keep you from falling down again?” I took a deep breath to calm myself, and then I turned my attention to the douchbag she was making out with, who had been trying to slip away unnoticed. I walked up to him and knocked his ass out again.
Kaitlyn just looked at me with the guiltiest look in her eyes. “Can you forgive me? Please? I do care about you; I just wanted to know what it was like to kiss him. He is not nearly as good as you, if it makes you feel any better.”
I sighed and pulled her in to a hug, making her think she was forgiven. “Thank you, I promise I’ll make it up to you.” She said, nearly sobbing.
I smiled grimly to myself, and then whispered into her ear, “You do not deserve a guy like me. Now get the fuck out of my life.” I pinched her ass hard, took a long look at her shocked face, and walked away.
I walked home without showing any expression; no anger, no jealousy, no depression. I walked in the door, called out “Ky, I’m home!” She poked her head out over the upstairs balcony, said hi, and then went back in her room. I walked upstairs to my room and closed my door. I put on some Disturbed music full blast, and let my emotions go. The first thing I felt was extreme rage, and I punched the wall, leaving a decent dent. I immediately regretted not getting that punching bag when I had the chance. Now I had an ugly dent in my nice room, and my fist was bleeding as well as sore from punching that fat prick earlier.
I heard a knock on my door and took a deep breath. I paused the music and said, “Come in, Ky.”
Kyleigh poked her head in, gave the hole in the wall a bewildered look, and said, “What’s with the wall punching? Something wrong?” Then she saw my expression and understood. “Was it Kaitlyn?”
I just looked at her and nodded. “Caught her making out with that fat bastard Corey.”
“Didn’t you knock him out when he tried to grope me?”
“Yep. I did it again today when I caught him with his hands on Kaitlyn’s ass. I just don’t get it. Am I so ugly that Kaitlyn would have to choose him to cheat on me with? He never even liked her, whereas I worshiped that little bitch.” I stood up and started pacing. Suddenly I yelled, “WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH ME?”
When I was done, Ash dashed into the bathroom, grabbed the first aid kit, sat me down on my bed and looked me dead in the eye. “Listen to me, you had better stop that. You are not ugly, Kaitlyn was just a whore. You are nothing close to ugly.” She giggled and blushed. “In fact, several of my friends said they would take you if Kaitlyn gave you up. Hell, I would if you weren’t my brother.” To cover her embarrassment she began patching up my fist.
“Really Ash? Thanks. That means a lot to me. But you never seemed to like me much.”
“Hey, just because I haven’t had much time for you doesn’t mean I don’t love you and want you to be happy, or at least not depressed. You are my little bro, after all. So don’t let that little slut get you down. I know it hurts, I know you liked her a lot, but there are plenty of girls that would kill to get as far as Kaitlyn did with you.” She paused, “How far did she let you get, exactly?”
I smiled, and said with pride, “Third base. She let me finger her last week, and gave me a blowjob just after I made her cum.”
“Whoa, whoa, whoa. Too much information. I do not wanna imagine my little brother with his fingers in some girl’s twat, or imagine her going down on him right after.” If that’s true, then why am I so wet? She thought.
“Hey, you asked. So how are things with your boyfriend… uh… Alex?”
“Ha, I’m in the same boat as you. He was cheating on me with some skank on the cheerleading squad.”
“Really? What a dumbass. You are way sexier than anyone on the squad.” Oh shit, did I just say that out loud?
She smiled, “Thanks Logan.
. But you’re just trying to make me feel better. I know for a fact that that’s not true. That girl Minnie has huge boobs.”
I laughed, relieved she wasn’t weirded out by my comment, and curious to see how far I could go. “Please, there is no way those fake things could compare to yours. Yours are perky. And besides, you have the most amazing ass I have ever seen. You look so delicious whenever you prance around in your tiny boy shorts; I can barely refrain from holding you down and taking them off with my teeth.”
She blushed. “That’s a rather vivid image. Do you often think about me like that?”
I blushed, too, wondering if I had gone too far. I did not want to push her away. I mumbled some incomprehensible response, turning away. She had finished bandaging my hand, but I left it in hers, liking the contact.
She understood that I was shy but pushed anyways. “C’mon, tell me. Do you think about me every night?” Fuck it, I may as well just say it, she thought. “I know you masturbate every night. I hear it through the wall. And I do the laundry. I’ve seen so many cum stains on your sheets, I know you either masturbate a lot or cum buckets. So I wanna know, do you masturbate thinking of me?”
I decided to just go for it. It would be nice to relieve the sexual tension I felt around her, even though this may just add another kind of tension. “Yeah, I do. Pretty often, too. More often than I do thinking about Kaitlyn.”
I saw her eyes widen a little and noticed her nipples hardening through her tank top. Holy crap, I thought, Is she getting horny? No, it must be cold. I couldn’t make my own sister horny, could I?
She bit her lip, further convincing me she was horny. “What, specifically, do you think about when you think of me?”
Wow, she’s bold, I thought. “Well, often enough I think about your sexy little ass and how it felt… er… would feel in my hand and what it would look like naked.”
“What do you mean felt? Have you touched my ass before?”
“I said no such thing!”
“C’mon, tell me, Alex. I won’t be mad, I’m just curious.”
“Do you remember that time that I told you about when you got roofied at the party? Well, you weren’t completely out until just after I walked you home. You fell on the bed, still in your party clothes. I got you undressed, down to your bra and panties. My hand just brushed your ass getting your tight jeans down your hips, and then I just couldn’t help it. I started groping you and massaging your ass. It felt so good. Your ass is just so perfect. I’m sorry.”
She blushed and looked down, noticing for the first time the bulge in my crotch. It was big. “Wow, did just telling me that turn you on?”
I shifted to hide my hard-on, failing miserably. “Yeah. I’ve never said it out loud to anyone, let alone my super sexy sister.”
“So you really think I’m sexy?”
“Absolutely. You’re perfect!”
She grinned. “Then how would you like to touch me while I am awake and willing? Everything you’ve been telling me has made me so wet and horny that I was going to have to go masturbate for hours just to calm myself down enough to think straight. So why not let you get a quick feel and then see where things go? Who knows, I may just let you watch me masturbate. I’m certainly horny enough.”
I stared at her, awestruck. “You would let me do that? You are the best sister ever! But if you don’t mind, I would like that feel now.”
She smiled and lay down on her stomach on the bed. “Feel away, stud. See if you can make me horny enough to do take my clothes off.”
I immediately dove at her ass, grabbing it in both hands and squeezing softly but firmly. Her pillowy cheeks felt heavenly. I lay my head down on her ass, rubbing my face in her divine crack. I ran my tongue through the impression in her shorts. I pressed, squeezed, licked and massaged her ass until she was panting from arousal. “FUCK! Take my shorts off!” She screamed.
I was only too happy to comply, and slowly slid my fingers into the waistband of her shorts. I pulled her shorts off and stared at her tiny panties. I always wanted to take a girl’s panties off real slow, so I took my time, slowly pulling them down her hips and finally removing them from her gorgeous body. I looked between her legs, staring in awe at the most magnificent sight I had ever seen. I had never seen her ass naked before, not having the courage to take her panties off while she was passed out last time. Her ass was truly marvelous. I reached out and spread her cheeks, taking a good long look at her brown hole, before flipping her over to stare at her pussy. Holy shit, she shaves! I thought. “Oh my god, your pussy is bald! That is the hottest thing I have ever seen Ash!”
“You like it? I’ve never shown anybody that before.” She purred. I was going to dive in and eat her out, but she stopped me. “Oh, no, naughty boy. You don’t get to eat my kitty yet. You haven’t earned it yet. But you have earned this.” She pulled her tank top off, letting me see her in all her naked glory. Oh, what a sight my sister was. Perfection, I thought. Her tits were so perky and her nipples were tiny, her areolas about the size of a quarter. I love small tits.
“May I touch them?”
“Go right ahead.” And without further ado, I reached out and gently cupped her breasts. Oh god, I thought, we are going to have lots of fun together. I gently rolled her nipples around in between my fingers and listened to her moan. Feeling adventurous, I tugged on them, noticing how much she moaned with the pain. I leaned down and sucked on her nipples, tasting them, flicking them with my tongue. I bit her softly and she let out a grunt, getting even more aroused than before.
“God, I am so fucking wet. Take off your clothes. I wanna see that cock I’ve wanted for so long.” Not one to argue with a lady, I took my shirt off, kicked off my shoes, and then stripped down to my boxers. “Go on, then. Take ’em off!” She said lustily. I grinned at the desire in her voice and slowly lowered my boxers, finally revealing my cock. She gasped as she saw it. Now, I am no pornstar, but I’ve heard that 8 is nothing to laugh at.
“Have you ever seen one before?” I asked.
“Yeah, once. Logan made me give him a handjob, but I wouldn’t let him touch me. I’m still a virgin.” She smiled, liking the idea of us taking each other’s virginity. “Man, bro, your dick is perfect. Logan’s was pathetic, probably around four inches. He is not even half the man you are.”
“Really? The star QB has a tiny dick? How sad.” I took another long look at her wonderful naked body and my cock twitched. She giggled.
“I think it wants attention. But you can’t touch today. You’ll just have to jerk off for me while I finger my tiny little pussy. I’m so fucking wet; I’ll probably cum right away, which I’m pretty sure you will do, too. Come kneel between my legs so you can cum all over me.”
The thought of my beautiful sister covered in dirty, incestuous cum made me wanna cum right then. But I held off and moved above her, watching as she began to finger herself. It was an amazing sight. She was so wet that her pink canal, no matter how tight it squeezed her fingers, couldn’t hold them still. She pumped two fingers in and out of herself while massaging her clit with her thumb. I slowly stroked myself watching. I was really fucking close, so I didn’t pump too hard, wanting to cum with her.
The moans coming out of her mouth were so sexy. I stared at her tiny body as it tightened, preparing for one hell of an orgasm. I started stroking harder, getting ready to cover her with my brotherly cum while she was cumming. Her moans turned to squeals as she got very close while staring at my cock. She looked into my eyes, and that did it for both of us. We both called out, “I’m cumming,” and we both came harder than we ever had. My first shots of cum reached her face and breasts, which was surprising considering I was kneeling between her legs. My orgasm died down, my cum dribbling onto her stomach and would have gotten on her pussy had she not been covering it with her hands.
During the time I had been cumming; her orgasm was just as intense. The thing that surprised me was that she wasn’t the only one to get doused with cum. My position between her legs made my chest the perfect target for her pussy to squirt at. I thought it was the hottest thing I had ever seen. Oh my god! My sister’s a squirter!
Once she had finally come down from her amazing orgasm, she gave me the strangest look.
“What was that? Did I just piss on you? It didn’t look like piss.”
I gave her a worshiping look and said, “No. You didn’t pee. You’re a squirter. It’s very rare I’ve heard. That was so hot!”
“Are you sure I didn’t just piss on you? How can you be sure? I don’t want the hottest experience of my life to be pissing on my little bro.”
“Trust me sis, you didn’t pee. There is porn of every kind, and I have plenty of squirter porn. I would know.”
“Oh, that’s a relief. Hmm, I might just wanna see some of that porn.” She then noticed the cum covering her body. She got a curious look in her eye and scooped some off her nipple, bringing it to her mouth. Her eyes widened. “Oh my god, that’s fucking delicious. Next time you have gotta cum in my mouth. I want it all!” She then proceeded to scoop as much off her body as she could and shovel it into her mouth. I tried the same with her pussy juice covering my body, and found it just as delicious. We sat there for a minute cleaning ourselves off with our hands, making sure we got as much of the love juice off as possible. I then lay down next to her, and she rolled over, her ass in the air.
“So, wanna take a shower?” I suggested.
“Not yet, I want the rest to dry on me. I wanna know what it feels like. You go ahead, though. It wouldn’t be a good idea to take a shower together anyways. I’d be too tempted to jump your bones in the shower, and that would be bad before I could get started on the pill. I don’t want babies just yet.” I agreed, not sure I was even ready to have sex with her yet. I wanted to get used to so much stimulation so I wouldn’t cum too quickly.
Then a thought occurred to me. “Wait, you make it sound like you would have sex with me once you are on the pill. I thought you were a virgin?”
“I am. I’ve been waiting for a guy to come along that wouldn’t bail after he got to fuck me. I think you’re that guy, Logan.”
“You’re amazing sis.” I got up to go take a shower, but before I left, I wanted another taste of that magnificent ass. I grabbed her ass cheeks and parted them, taking another look at her sexy asshole. I leaned in and took a long lick of it, making her squeal and squirm. I grinned, saying, “I’ve always wanted to taste your ass. It tastes amazing.” And without another word, I went to take my shower.
On my way out the door, Kyleigh called, “Hurry back Logan! I wanna know what it feels like to give a blowjob!”
To be continued…

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Tennis Moms

Linda and Stacy were both the same age–thirty-six–and looked great. But they were like night anvisit my msg board it got pics and you can post there to http://piclink.aimoo.com/d day: Linda was a tall, six-foot platinum blond, with small tits, and a runway model”s body; Stacy was Italian, five-four, with huge breasts and long black hair. Her body was thin, but more curvaceous.
They just got finished with a morning of tennis, and now they were in the locker room. They only went there to dry themselves with towels, and rest a bit (neither of them liked to shower in public). Stacy looked over at Linda, watching as she slid the towel up and down her tanned legs, and said, “I don”t know why you have to wear your socks pulled up that high for. That look went out in the eighties, and you”re not a little schoolgirl, anymore.”
Linda smiled, and turned her back to her best friend. She spread her legs wide, and bent over at the waist. Her short, white skirt rided up as she stroked the knee-high socks. Stacy could see the swell between her friend”s thighs, and she thought she could actually see a wet-spot.
Stacy just licked her lips, and went over and goosed Linda”s bulged-out cunt. “OOHH! You”re a naughty girl today.” Linda just stood up, and kissed Stacy deeply, their moist tongues entwining as they ground their bodies against each other. Hands were running over asses, squeezing breasts, and rubbing pussies, when they decided that they had better cool it off before they get caught.
Linda said as they made their way to the car, “Why don”t you come over to my house, and spend the night? Justin and Justine (those were her eighteen-year-old twin son and daughter) won”t say anything; I think they already know mom likes the taco as well as the hot dog.”
This made Stacy laugh–and a little wet, as she said she would.
Twenty minutes later, the two women pulled into the driveway. They exited the car, and made their way to the front door. Linda unlocked it, and they both walked in. They both saw the twins sitting on the couch watching TV.
“Hi kids. What are you watching?” Linda walked over with her friend right behind her. They threw their bags down on the coffee table, and sat down on it in front of the twins.
Since it was still early in the morning, the kids were dressed in what they wore to bed: Justin in his sweats, and t-sort, and Justine in very short, thin-fa bricked shorts, and a baby-doll top. They were both good looking, both were popular with the opposite sex at school. They each inherited the best traits of each parent–Justine got her long, supple legs from mom, and Justin got his fa her”s ten-inch-long dick.
“We were just watching the early news program. What”s up?” He saw them both looking at him and his sister like they wanted to say something. His eyes lingered on both sets of legs for a second, then brought his gaze up to his mother”s gorgeous face.
Linda said, “I need to talk to you both for a second. You know that since your father left, I have not been with a man.” Both kids shifted uncomfortably, and Justine did”t notice that her Shavian pussy was exposed to the two women in front of her. “But I have been having sex…with Stacy.” Stacy blushed, and lowered her head. “Now I don”t want you two to be uncomfortable, so I”ll ask you: Is it alright with you if Stacy spends the night?”
Justin looked over at his sister, and he DID notice the lips of her cunt peeking out through the side of her shorts. His mind wanted him to focus on his sister”s face, but his now-growing cock won the battle, and he just kept staring.
Justine did”t pay attention, and just said to the two older women, “Whatever makes you happy, mom. It”s okay with us. Can I ask you something?”
“Sure, darling.”
“What”s it like…to, uh, you know, eat her out?”
Having his sister ask that, and having just heard that his mother makes love to this sexy woman, made his cock grow to its full ten inches. He tried to hide it, but failed.
“Well, Sweet, it”s Li–Wow, I see Justin dozen”t mind! Look at his sweats.”
All three female heads turned to see the pole in his sweatpants. Linda saw that her son was trying to hide it with his hands. “Don”t hide it, honey. It”s wonderful. Just like your father”s.” Then, as she forced her eyes from the swollen dick of her son, she turned to Stacy and winked. “Since you”re both curious, why don”t Stacy and I just show you…if that”s okay?”
Justin showed that he did”t mind by letting his cock bob back and forth. Stacy just nodded.
All four entered Linda”s bedroom. Linda instructed her twins to sit on the love seat across from the foot of the bed. Linda and Stacy sat in front of them on the bed. Stacy ,immediately, was getting into this. The thought of her eating her friend”s cunt in front of her kids was making her pussy leak fluid. She reached down, and pulled her sweater off, all the while watching the cock tented on Justin, and the beautiful legs of his sister. Her tits were enormous as they fought against being spilled out of the white bra.
Linda ran her tongue down Stacy”s neck. “Ooh, you know I love that,” Stacy whispered. Then Linda”s tongue licked the cleavage, she could smell the female scent on her friend as neither of them took a shower yet. Linda removed her head from those big tits, and looked over at her kids. “By the looks of it, you better release that huge dick, son. And Justine, feel free to explore your own body as well. I want all of us to enjoy each other today.”
Without further word, Justin yanked his sweats down and off, and started rubbing the apple-sized head of his cock. There was a stream of Prue-cum glistening down the side, going over the large, pulsing veins. “I”vie never wanted a dick so bad in my fie; it”s been so long,” Stacy said as she saw the monster.
As Linda lay ed down next to her friend with her own sweater removed, she said low, “Don”t worry baby, we”re ALL going to get that pecker today.”
Stacy spun her head around fast. “You mean…? Have you ever…?”
“That”s what I mean, and no I have never. But I want it today so let”s put on a show for them. Maybe they”ll play with each other, too. Now, take off that bra, and come over here and sixty-nine me. I want to suck on that juicy pussy of yours.”
Stacy took of her bra, then moved her hands towards the cotton panties under her skirt. She felt that they were soaked through as she slid them down her dark thighs and calves. She brought them up to her nose and inhaled. She then looked over at Justin stroking his large dick with both hands, “Here you go, Justin. Wrap these around that shaft while you watch me eat your mom”s juice-box.” She tossed them to him, and did as she instructed. He encircled his dick, and the cotton felt great on his throbbing hard-on.
Justine turned toward her brother, and spread her legs. Her right rested on the high back of the chair, and the other found the floor. She inserted two fingers into her dripping pussy as she watched her brother”s hands go up and down on his cock. Justin saw her fingers playing with her cunt-flaps, and he beat harder. He watched his sister for a few seconds, then looked over at Stacy standing in front of his mom who had her legs spread wide, and her knees up in the hair with those long socks on. Stacy reached under Linda”s skirt, and almost ripped her panties off. She threw these to Justine, and said, “Now you. You stuff these up your little cunt-hole, an slowly pull them out. Trust me: it feels great.”
Justine pulled down her shorts, and got back in the same position again. She wrapped her mother”s panties around three fingers, and pushed the cotton in. “HHS,” she moaned as the underwear slid in between the folds of wet pussy flesh. It made a squishing sound as the whole pair of undies was pushed in. “Justin, watch this,” she said as she pulled the panties out slowly. Justin was harder than ever as he saw the panties coming out, and the long wet-sponge sound made hm even hornier.
While the kids were occupied with each other, Stacy rested her bald cunt onto Linda”s open mouth. Linda poked her nose inside the folds, and shook her head around. “That”s it you wild bitch, eat that pussy,” Stacy barked as she rested her mouth onto her friend”s bulging labia. The scent was magnificent as she spiraled her tongue around the flabby lips. While chewing away at their mommy”s cunt, Stacy watched Justin pump his cock, and his sister push and pull the panties in and out of her young cunt. It was time to get really bad, Stacy thought.
“Now here”s what I want: Justin, you come over and shove that fucking-pole inside your mother, and your sister will help me make mommy”s pussy squirt cum with our mouths.” Obviously this was something they had all wanted, and Linda let them know as she moaned into the dripping pussy above her face.
The twins stood up, and removed the rest of their clothing. Justine still had the panties hanging out of her lips when she said, “I”ll get to have some of that, too, right?”
Justin let HS cock go, and it bounced around. “Yeah. And when I fuck you, I want mom”s panties in there when I fill you up with meat and juice.”
Both siblings walked over to the bed as they watched Stacy”s mouth work on their mother”s cunt. When they got close enough, Stacy reached out and wrapped her hand around the engorged member. “This is the biggest fuck in dick I have ever felt! My fingers don”t even touch my thumb,” she gasped as she pumped it a few times. “Oh mommy-dear, were all going to have so much fun with this,” she said as she pulled the large head over to rub it up and down the glistening slit. Stacy looked up at Justine, and instructed, “Squat down, now.”
The sister/daughter did as she was told, and her face was near her mom”s cunt as she watched her brother”s dick slide around the puffed-out pussy. She could smell her mom”s juices, and she started to jam the panties back in; droplets of cum that did”t get soaked up into the cotton were starting to puddle under her.
The cock finally parted the lips of mom-cunt, and he thrust ed about two inches in. He groaned in pleasure as he looked down to see the bulging cunt wrap around his dick with love. Stacy was watching it slide in, too, as she grind ed her cunt into the mom”s mouth. She used her fingers to rub the hood of flesh that housed the cl it. Now six inches were in when Justine ran her long tongue around the puffy outside of her mom”s pussy.
Mom was groaning and moaning as the hole ten inches of her son entered her. She jammed four fingers into Stacy”s cunt and fucked and sucked her hard as she was getting pleasure from her twins and her best friend.
As she watched the kids taking care of mom–the huge rod being pushed in and pulled out with a suction sound, and the tongue of the daughter licking around the swollen cunt–she announced that she was cumming. “Hohhot, fuck yeah! Here it comes, baby. Mommy”s about to eat hot Jim as her son fucks her and her daughter licks her….Ohhhhh!”
Jet after jet of clear liquid shot out of the bald beaver, and into the open mouth of the mother. Linda couldn”t catch it all, and some ran down her cheeks as she was lapping at the girating cunt.
Stacy bit down hard on the top of Linda”s snatch, and the cock just kept assualting it. Stacy could actually feel her friend”s stomach area rise when the whole cock was in her.
Justine was using her mouth on ma, her left hand was fingering the underwear into her soaked pussy, and her other hand was massaging her brother”s large sack. Just then, the brother said, “Mom, I”m gonna cum, I can”t hold it anymore. Where should I do it?”
Mom yelled from under Stacy”s dripping pussy, “Just a few more pumps, honey. Mommy”s almost there. I want your sister to swallow my cunt-juice as I squirt. When you do finish, spray it into Stacy”s mouth. She hasn”t had man-seed in a long time.”
Justin tried to hold back, and after four more plunges, mom said, “I”m ready to blow!”
Linda”s hips started to buck, and, even though the cock was filling up her cunt, her semen shot out of the sides of her pulsing vagina. It ran down, and the daughter licked it up hungrily. Justin drew his ten inches out, and he got a fire-hose-like blast in the stomach of hot girl-cum. Unlike her friends, mom”s cum was pearly white, and the gigantic dick was coated in it. He didn”t even have to tel Stacy to open up, she was ready. Long ropes of sperm fired out of the throbbing dick and blast after blast hit Stacy in the mouth. There was too much, though, and some leaked out, and dribbled down on her friend”s stomach. After she swallowed all the hot cum in her mouth, she licked the puddle of it off of Linda.
Stacy motioned for Justine to come up by her. She did, and Stacy pushed the daughter”s head down on her mom”s stomach. Stacy then opened Justine”s eager mouth, and he spit the rest of the cum into it. She gulped it all down, and she started to frig her clit again.
As the mother crawled out from under her friend, she sat down next to Justine. All six eyes were staring at the still-erect monster with the mixture of mom/son jizz dripping onto the floor. Linda gave her son”s thick cock a lick, and said, “I”m sorry you”s two didn”t get fucked, but by the looks of things, I think this is gonna be one heluva night.”
They all laughed as Justine knelt down, and inserted her brothers soaked cock-head into her mouth….

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Linda and Stacy were both the same age–thirty-six–and looked great. But they were like night anvisit my msg board it got pics and you can post there to http://piclink.aimoo.com/d day: Linda was a tall, six-foot platinum blond, with small tits, and a runway model”s body; Stacy was Italian, five-four, with huge breasts and long black hair. Her body was thin, but more curvaceous.
They just got finished with a morning of tennis, and now they were in the locker room. They only went there to dry themselves with towels, and rest a bit (neither of them liked to shower in public). Stacy looked over at Linda, watching as she slid the towel up and down her tanned legs, and said, “I don”t know why you have to wear your socks pulled up that high for. That look went out in the eighties, and you”re not a little schoolgirl, anymore.”
Linda smiled, and turned her back to her best friend. She spread her legs wide, and bent over at the waist. Her short, white skirt rided up as she stroked the knee-high socks. Stacy could see the swell between her friend”s thighs, and she thought she could actually see a wet-spot.
Stacy just licked her lips, and went over and goosed Linda”s bulged-out cunt. “OOHH! You”re a naughty girl today.” Linda just stood up, and kissed Stacy deeply, their moist tongues entwining as they ground their bodies against each other. Hands were running over asses, squeezing breasts, and rubbing pussies, when they decided that they had better cool it off before they get caught.
Linda said as they made their way to the car, “Why don”t you come over to my house, and spend the night? Justin and Justine (those were her eighteen-year-old twin son and daughter) won”t say anything; I think they already know mom likes the taco as well as the hot dog.”
This made Stacy laugh–and a little wet, as she said she would.
Twenty minutes later, the two women pulled into the driveway. They exited the car, and made their way to the front door. Linda unlocked it, and they both walked in. They both saw the twins sitting on the couch watching TV.
“Hi kids. What are you watching?” Linda walked over with her friend right behind her. They threw their bags down on the coffee table, and sat down on it in front of the twins.
Since it was still early in the morning, the kids were dressed in what they wore to bed: Justin in his sweats, and t-sort, and Justine in very short, thin-fa bricked shorts, and a baby-doll top. They were both good looking, both were popular with the opposite sex at school. They each inherited the best traits of each parent–Justine got her long, supple legs from mom, and Justin got his fa her”s ten-inch-long dick.
“We were just watching the early news program. What”s up?” He saw them both looking at him and his sister like they wanted to say something. His eyes lingered on both sets of legs for a second, then brought his gaze up to his mother”s gorgeous face.
Linda said, “I need to talk to you both for a second. You know that since your father left, I have not been with a man.” Both kids shifted uncomfortably, and Justine did”t notice that her Shavian pussy was exposed to the two women in front of her. “But I have been having sex…with Stacy.” Stacy blushed, and lowered her head. “Now I don”t want you two to be uncomfortable, so I”ll ask you: Is it alright with you if Stacy spends the night?”
Justin looked over at his sister, and he DID notice the lips of her cunt peeking out through the side of her shorts. His mind wanted him to focus on his sister”s face, but his now-growing cock won the battle, and he just kept staring.
Justine did”t pay attention, and just said to the two older women, “Whatever makes you happy, mom. It”s okay with us. Can I ask you something?”
“Sure, darling.”
“What”s it like…to, uh, you know, eat her out?”
Having his sister ask that, and having just heard that his mother makes love to this sexy woman, made his cock grow to its full ten inches. He tried to hide it, but failed.
“Well, Sweet, it”s Li–Wow, I see Justin dozen”t mind! Look at his sweats.”
All three female heads turned to see the pole in his sweatpants. Linda saw that her son was trying to hide it with his hands. “Don”t hide it, honey. It”s wonderful. Just like your father”s.” Then, as she forced her eyes from the swollen dick of her son, she turned to Stacy and winked. “Since you”re both curious, why don”t Stacy and I just show you…if that”s okay?”
Justin showed that he did”t mind by letting his cock bob back and forth. Stacy just nodded.
All four entered Linda”s bedroom. Linda instructed her twins to sit on the love seat across from the foot of the bed. Linda and Stacy sat in front of them on the bed. Stacy ,immediately, was getting into this. The thought of her eating her friend”s cunt in front of her kids was making her pussy leak fluid. She reached down, and pulled her sweater off, all the while watching the cock tented on Justin, and the beautiful legs of his sister. Her tits were enormous as they fought against being spilled out of the white bra.
Linda ran her tongue down Stacy”s neck. “Ooh, you know I love that,” Stacy whispered. Then Linda”s tongue licked the cleavage, she could smell the female scent on her friend as neither of them took a shower yet. Linda removed her head from those big tits, and looked over at her kids. “By the looks of it, you better release that huge dick, son. And Justine, feel free to explore your own body as well. I want all of us to enjoy each other today.”
Without further word, Justin yanked his sweats down and off, and started rubbing the apple-sized head of his cock. There was a stream of Prue-cum glistening down the side, going over the large, pulsing veins. “I”vie never wanted a dick so bad in my fie; it”s been so long,” Stacy said as she saw the monster.
As Linda lay ed down next to her friend with her own sweater removed, she said low, “Don”t worry baby, we”re ALL going to get that pecker today.”
Stacy spun her head around fast. “You mean…? Have you ever…?”
“That”s what I mean, and no I have never. But I want it today so let”s put on a show for them. Maybe they”ll play with each other, too. Now, take off that bra, and come over here and sixty-nine me. I want to suck on that juicy pussy of yours.”
Stacy took of her bra, then moved her hands towards the cotton panties under her skirt. She felt that they were soaked through as she slid them down her dark thighs and calves. She brought them up to her nose and inhaled. She then looked over at Justin stroking his large dick with both hands, “Here you go, Justin. Wrap these around that shaft while you watch me eat your mom”s juice-box.” She tossed them to him, and did as she instructed. He encircled his dick, and the cotton felt great on his throbbing hard-on.
Justine turned toward her brother, and spread her legs. Her right rested on the high back of the chair, and the other found the floor. She inserted two fingers into her dripping pussy as she watched her brother”s hands go up and down on his cock. Justin saw her fingers playing with her cunt-flaps, and he beat harder. He watched his sister for a few seconds, then looked over at Stacy standing in front of his mom who had her legs spread wide, and her knees up in the hair with those long socks on. Stacy reached under Linda”s skirt, and almost ripped her panties off. She threw these to Justine, and said, “Now you. You stuff these up your little cunt-hole, an slowly pull them out. Trust me: it feels great.”
Justine pulled down her shorts, and got back in the same position again. She wrapped her mother”s panties around three fingers, and pushed the cotton in. “HHS,” she moaned as the underwear slid in between the folds of wet pussy flesh. It made a squishing sound as the whole pair of undies was pushed in. “Justin, watch this,” she said as she pulled the panties out slowly. Justin was harder than ever as he saw the panties coming out, and the long wet-sponge sound made hm even hornier.
While the kids were occupied with each other, Stacy rested her bald cunt onto Linda”s open mouth. Linda poked her nose inside the folds, and shook her head around. “That”s it you wild bitch, eat that pussy,” Stacy barked as she rested her mouth onto her friend”s bulging labia. The scent was magnificent as she spiraled her tongue around the flabby lips. While chewing away at their mommy”s cunt, Stacy watched Justin pump his cock, and his sister push and pull the panties in and out of her young cunt. It was time to get really bad, Stacy thought.
“Now here”s what I want: Justin, you come over and shove that fucking-pole inside your mother, and your sister will help me make mommy”s pussy squirt cum with our mouths.” Obviously this was something they had all wanted, and Linda let them know as she moaned into the dripping pussy above her face.
The twins stood up, and removed the rest of their clothing. Justine still had the panties hanging out of her lips when she said, “I”ll get to have some of that, too, right?”
Justin let HS cock go, and it bounced around. “Yeah. And when I fuck you, I want mom”s panties in there when I fill you up with meat and juice.”
Both siblings walked over to the bed as they watched Stacy”s mouth work on their mother”s cunt. When they got close enough, Stacy reached out and wrapped her hand around the engorged member. “This is the biggest fuck in dick I have ever felt! My fingers don”t even touch my thumb,” she gasped as she pumped it a few times. “Oh mommy-dear, were all going to have so much fun with this,” she said as she pulled the large head over to rub it up and down the glistening slit. Stacy looked up at Justine, and instructed, “Squat down, now.”
The sister/daughter did as she was told, and her face was near her mom”s cunt as she watched her brother”s dick slide around the puffed-out pussy. She could smell her mom”s juices, and she started to jam the panties back in; droplets of cum that did”t get soaked up into the cotton were starting to puddle under her.
The cock finally parted the lips of mom-cunt, and he thrust ed about two inches in. He groaned in pleasure as he looked down to see the bulging cunt wrap around his dick with love. Stacy was watching it slide in, too, as she grind ed her cunt into the mom”s mouth. She used her fingers to rub the hood of flesh that housed the cl it. Now six inches were in when Justine ran her long tongue around the puffy outside of her mom”s pussy.
Mom was groaning and moaning as the hole ten inches of her son entered her. She jammed four fingers into Stacy”s cunt and fucked and sucked her hard as she was getting pleasure from her twins and her best friend.
As she watched the kids taking care of mom–the huge rod being pushed in and pulled out with a suction sound, and the tongue of the daughter licking around the swollen cunt–she announced that she was cumming. “Hohhot, fuck yeah! Here it comes, baby. Mommy”s about to eat hot Jim as her son fucks her and her daughter licks her….Ohhhhh!”
Jet after jet of clear liquid shot out of the bald beaver, and into the open mouth of the mother. Linda couldn”t catch it all, and some ran down her cheeks as she was lapping at the girating cunt.
Stacy bit down hard on the top of Linda”s snatch, and the cock just kept assualting it. Stacy could actually feel her friend”s stomach area rise when the whole cock was in her.
Justine was using her mouth on ma, her left hand was fingering the underwear into her soaked pussy, and her other hand was massaging her brother”s large sack. Just then, the brother said, “Mom, I”m gonna cum, I can”t hold it anymore. Where should I do it?”
Mom yelled from under Stacy”s dripping pussy, “Just a few more pumps, honey. Mommy”s almost there. I want your sister to swallow my cunt-juice as I squirt. When you do finish, spray it into Stacy”s mouth. She hasn”t had man-seed in a long time.”
Justin tried to hold back, and after four more plunges, mom said, “I”m ready to blow!”
Linda”s hips started to buck, and, even though the cock was filling up her cunt, her semen shot out of the sides of her pulsing vagina. It ran down, and the daughter licked it up hungrily. Justin drew his ten inches out, and he got a fire-hose-like blast in the stomach of hot girl-cum. Unlike her friends, mom”s cum was pearly white, and the gigantic dick was coated in it. He didn”t even have to tel Stacy to open up, she was ready. Long ropes of sperm fired out of the throbbing dick and blast after blast hit Stacy in the mouth. There was too much, though, and some leaked out, and dribbled down on her friend”s stomach. After she swallowed all the hot cum in her mouth, she licked the puddle of it off of Linda.
Stacy motioned for Justine to come up by her. She did, and Stacy pushed the daughter”s head down on her mom”s stomach. Stacy then opened Justine”s eager mouth, and he spit the rest of the cum into it. She gulped it all down, and she started to frig her clit again.
As the mother crawled out from under her friend, she sat down next to Justine. All six eyes were staring at the still-erect monster with the mixture of mom/son jizz dripping onto the floor. Linda gave her son”s thick cock a lick, and said, “I”m sorry you”s two didn”t get fucked, but by the looks of things, I think this is gonna be one heluva night.”
They all laughed as Justine knelt down, and inserted her brothers soaked cock-head into her mouth….

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Studying

I’d gotten a 62 on the first Chemistry test, and I’ll be damned if I was going to do that bad again. I’d gotten all A’s in high school, and here I was, failing a freshman course.
Julie, you do pretty well in chemistry, right? I typed into the IM window.
Yes.
Want to help me study?
Sure, right now?
Yeah, I guess, I’m not making much headway here.
Come on over.
I packed up my stuff, and grabbed my backpack, heading out the door. The crisp Northern New York air hit me hard, and I wished immediately, that I’d grabbed my coat. Too lazy to go back, I hurried on and walked into her building.
“Come on in,” a muffled voice called as I knocked on the door. I opened it to find Julie nowhere in sight. She was in the bathroom that connected her suite to the adjacent one.
She walked out of the bathroom, sliding a black T-shirt on as she did so. There were piles of paper everywhere on her side of the room, her roommates was a stark clean contrast. She had posters of rock and metal bands on the wall, what you’d expect from a guy, not a nerdy girl.
She had wavy red hair down to the middle of her back that she pulled into a simple ponytail, and square framed glasses perched atop a pointy nose. She was attractive in a nerdy sort of way. She had a thin, pale body that you’d expect from someone more acquainted with the online world than the real one, and nice round C-cup breasts. She was attractive, but you’d certainly never pick her out of a crowd.
“So you don’t want to fuck this one up as bad as the last one?” She also had a fairly strong personality.
“That would be correct,” I said matter of factly. She gestured towards the bed, the only thing even remotely absent of the clutter tat pervaded the rest of the room. I grabbed my books and some papers and sat down next to her.
“We’ll start with the questions at the end of the chapter. Have you done any of them?”
I shook my head no.
“Figures, looking at porn while the chem. Book is open doesn’t count as studying,” she said grinning.
“No, but it is fun.”
I grabbed a pencil and set to work on the first few while she looked over my shoulder. Halfway into the first problem, I put my pencil down and sighed.
“I wish I could just sleep with the teacher, like in porno’s, it’d certainly be easier.”
“Ew,” she repled. Our professor was an older man.
“It’d be easier,” I said with a laugh.
“Maybe for you,” she poked me in the ribs where she knew I was ticklish. I poked her back in the same spot, sending her moving away from me in spasms. It was war now. Our previous study sessions all usually degraded in much the same way, either being lost in inane conversation, or poking at each other like a couple of two year olds.
“I really can’t afford to fail again,” I said after things had died down.
“No, you can’t,” she agreed.
“Can you be more serious?”
She snorted and looked at me incredulously. “Can YOU?”
“I just need some motivation to not be distracted and procrastinate.” She laughed and lifted her shirt so that the bottom of her bra showed.
“No, I said I need to NOT be distracted.”
“Do the chapter review, one at a time. If you get one right, I’ll take something off.”
“What about your boyfriend?” She waved her hand dismissively.
“Right now, you need help, and judging by some of the retardation that was your answers on the last test, drastic help.”
“Fine,” I said, grinning, and grabbed the book again.
“I wasn’t finished,” she said with an air of authority.
“You weren’t?” I asked, then it dawned on me. “What if I don’t get it right?”
“Then you take something off.”
She peeled off her T-shirt, revealing a black tank top beneath. “I haven’t even started yet, what are you doing?”
“Handicapping you,” she said laughing.
“You better get ready to keep going,” I told her, grabbing the pencil.
It wasn’t easy, especially with all the cleavage she was now showing, but at the thought of reward, I managed to buckle down and get to work. She eyed me intently, grinning slightly in confidence. I could feel my cock begin to take notice in my boxers. Ten minutes later, I handed her the paper.
She looked my work up and down, then frowned, pulling her tank top over her head. Her breasts jiggled slightly as she tossed it to the side. They were almost bleached white, but looked extremely firm. She leaned over slightly for my benefit and despite her exposure, grinned devilishly. “Number two.”
I set to work once more, my concentration significantly hampered this time. I thought I understood the question enough to answer it correctly, but the work was complicated. It didn’t help that she kept pushing them together, and swinging them back and forth. I handed her the paper several minutes later.
“Wrong,” she said triumphantly.
“Fuck that, I know I got it right,” I protested.
She smiled ear to ear. “You did, but it’s in the wrong units. It asks specifically for mg/L, not g/L.
Grumbling, I pulled off my shirt. She whistled appreciatively, making me blush. I knew I didn’t look bad, being fairly athletic, but I doubted my 5’10, 140 pound form looked anything but great.
Now it was her turn to be a little distracted as I went to work on the next question. I could tell right from the beginning that it was tough, but with nice breasts just a thin layer of fabric away, I pressed on.
“I’m gonna have to impose a ten minute time limit,” she said, breaking the silence. I’d made no headway with the question at all. I’d probably be stripping next, and we both new it. That thought made my dick get a little harder, which with no shirt on, was getting more difficult to hide. Finally, I just wrote down a guess and handed her the paper.
She looked shocked, but recovered quickly. “This is right. But your work isn’t, which would get you no credit.”
“That’s not fair,” I stood up and put my hands on my hips. She took this moment to quickly grab my shorts and yank down before I could do anything.
“Ooh, looks like your friend came to play,” she said noticing the tent in my boxers. I tried to pull my shorts back up, but she stepped on them, and my foot in the process. I stumbled backwards, and in trying not to fall, had to slide both my feet out. She picked them up and put them behind her on the bed.
She eyed me up and down, licking her lips, and eventually settling on my, for now, clothed cock.
“I can’t wait to see that,” she said pointing, in doing so, barely brushing it. “Sit back down, or I’m going to pull you to the bed by it.”
Reluctantly I did so, and picked up the chemistry book. If it was hard to concentrate before, it was damned near impossible how. With her shaking her assets at me, and rattling off non-stop taunts, my dick was as hard as it could be.
“I hope you’re getting ready to take that bra off,” I told her in the middle of the question.
“Oh like this?” she ribbed back, pulling them out, covered with her hands, then sliding them back in again. I couldn’t help but stare, and she laughed. I bent over again and furiously worked at the question. I thought I had it right, but I couldn’t be sure. I checked my work, and got a different answer. Frustrated, I put the pencil down and stared at the messy paper.
“Time’s up.” She cooed happily.
I looked back and forth between the two numbers, and had to make a decision. I circled one and handed it to her.
“One of these is right, congratulations.” She looked up. “But not the one you circled.” She was almost cackling at this point.
“Do I really have to do this?” I asked her, being a relative newcomer to sexuality.
She narrowed her eyes at me. “Of course you do. I want to see my prize.”
I slowly slid my boxers down, keeping my arms in front of myself, until, finally, I brought them up and tossed them to her. My hands were still able to obscure most of my 6.5’’ cock. She frowned at me.
“Now let me see. Hands on your head.”
I did as she told me, and she smiled appreciatively. “Nice.” She slid to the edge of the bed, and put her hand on my hip, pulling me in close. Her face was inches away, getting a nice, good look. I could feel her breath on it, and it made my heart quicken and my knees unsure of whether or not they could hold me weight. She smiled, knowing exactly what she was doing to me, and moved away, patting the bed. “You’ve got one more to do, then the multiple choice.”
“What if I get that one wrong?”
“You’ll just have to wait and see.”
My mind raced at what that might mean. It was distracting, too distracting, I never even had a chance. Red in the face, and horny as hell, I handed her my paper.
“You did most of this right, you just goofed up in the end.”
My heart sank, but my cock was excited.
“Lay down,” she commanded.
I moved some of the papers, and did as she was told, gripping the headboard with my hands so she was afforded a nice view. My cock poked up at a 45 degree angle towards my head. She sat down next to me, and put the book on my stomach, with her hand resting on my leg, mere inches away.
“For being such a good boy,” she said, unclasping her bra and tossing it aside. Her tits were perfect, round like pearls with barely any sag. Her penny sized areolas and perky nipples were even better. She cupped them with her hands, jiggling them, bringing a smile to my face. Which she quickly wiped off by blindfolding me.
“So you don’t get too distracted,” she said. As she tightened the knot, I realized that her boobs were hanging right in my face. I moved my head towards them, ever so slightly.
“Think you’re funny, do you?” she asked playfully. I nodded.
She moved around the room for a moment. When she came back, I heard something slicking shut around my wrists. “Maybe now you’ll behave.” I tried to move, but the handcuffs held me tight. She ran her hand lightly up my thigh, causing me to twitch massively. She had total control over my body.
“Now for some proper motivation,” I moaned loudly as her hand wrapped around my cock and started stroking it. I felt her shift around on the bed until she knelt between my legs, still keeping a handful.
“Which is not one of the strongest acids?” she asked me, rattling off the choices.
“Uh, B, citric acid.”
“Very good,” she cooed. She licked from my balls to my head, and back down. It took every bit of willpower I had not to burst right there. She licked me again, my back arched at her touch, and I moaned in frustration. She giggled at the torture she was putting me through.
“If you can make it through the next nine, and get seven of them right, I think you’ll enjoy yourself very much. But for each one you get wrong, I am going to torture you horribly.”
I got the next two right, and she let me take the blindfold off, enjoying the sight of her luscious tits, but I was unable to touch. She shook them and bounced them right in front of my face every chance she got, and continued to lick me until my dick was drenched, but she never slid it into her mouth. It was getting harder and harder to hold back.
She kept stroking me between questions, but slowly, tortuously so I didn’t get too close.
When I got the fourth right, she went to her dresser. She pulled out a flesh colored dildo with a flat bottom. It was about 7.5 inches long. She balanced it on my hip next to my cock and looked me in the eye. Without blinking, she put in her mouth and moved downward, inch by inch. She made it all the way to the bottom with the plastic balls up against her chin. Her cheek scraped my own member on the way down, and it drove me wild.
She bobbed slowly up and down the fake cock, all seven inches of it, showing me the extent of her talents, before finally pulling off it and setting it aside. She smiled suggestively at me and resumed her stroking.
After five in a row correct, I finally got one wrong. She smiled, and moved her mouth right over my cock. Ever so lightly, she flicked her tongue at the tip. I moaned and tried to thrust myself closer, but she maintained a gentle, but firm grip on my balls.
She kept lashing out with her tongue, before I was nearly in tears, begging her to end the torture. After several minutes, she stopped, satisfied she’d made the impression she needed to. My dick was in both agony and ecstasy at her touch.
Somehow, through the sexual fog, I managed to get another two right. Keeping a hand on my cock, she moved up my body, taunting me with her tits once more. But this time, she lowered them to my lips. I kissed her chest between them, before moving to take a nipple in my mouth. I swirled my tongue around it, nibbled slightly, and licked some more.
By the way she arched her back, pushing her soft skin up against my face, I could tell she was enjoying herself. She moved over so I could soak the other. I moved my tongue quickly up and down, prompting a quick moan from her, but she quickly recovered, and moved away.
“Since that was kind of for both of us
” she trailed off as she took my head in her mouth, and swirled her tongue around it a few times, before moving off.
“If you get the next one right, I am going to suck you dry,” she said, licking my head again.
I convulsed again, barely able to hold back.
“I’m going to deepthroat you again and again, until you burst all over my tongue.” Another lick. I was going insane. “You got a big load for me?” I nodded. “Good, then answer the next question.”
She read it to me in between licks of my balls. I had absolutely nothing left as far as holding back, one touch of her tongue on my cock, and I was going to explode. She had moved from my balls and was slowly working her way up my cock.
“B!” I finally yelled out.
“Mmmm,” was all she said with a smile, before plunging me down her throat.
She moved quickly all the way up and all the way down. I was starting to cum by the second time she made it back up. I blew the first few ropes of cum onto her tongue, with her stroking me. I came out of her mouth and got some on her face. She squealed with delight, and put me back in her mouth, milking out every last bit onto her tongue. It seemed like I’d cum for days when she finally slid my tired member out of her mouth. I opened my eyes to quite a mess.
It was all over her face and hair, as well as her neck, and the bit she’d drooled down her chin onto her breasts. She took some from her face and rubbed it on her tits before licking every one of her fingers. She licked a little bit off my dick, and giggled at my helplessness. I shifted slightly, mostly too tired to even move, not even caring where I was.
That is until we both heard a key in the door. Julie’s roommate Amanda walked in the room, and stopped dead in her tracks as she surveyed the scene.

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Studying

I’d gotten a 62 on the first Chemistry test, and I’ll be damned if I was going to do that bad again. I’d gotten all A’s in high school, and here I was, failing a freshman course.
Julie, you do pretty well in chemistry, right? I typed into the IM window.
Yes.
Want to help me study?
Sure, right now?
Yeah, I guess, I’m not making much headway here.
Come on over.
I packed up my stuff, and grabbed my backpack, heading out the door. The crisp Northern New York air hit me hard, and I wished immediately, that I’d grabbed my coat. Too lazy to go back, I hurried on and walked into her building.
“Come on in,” a muffled voice called as I knocked on the door. I opened it to find Julie nowhere in sight. She was in the bathroom that connected her suite to the adjacent one.
She walked out of the bathroom, sliding a black T-shirt on as she did so. There were piles of paper everywhere on her side of the room, her roommates was a stark clean contrast. She had posters of rock and metal bands on the wall, what you’d expect from a guy, not a nerdy girl.
She had wavy red hair down to the middle of her back that she pulled into a simple ponytail, and square framed glasses perched atop a pointy nose. She was attractive in a nerdy sort of way. She had a thin, pale body that you’d expect from someone more acquainted with the online world than the real one, and nice round C-cup breasts. She was attractive, but you’d certainly never pick her out of a crowd.
“So you don’t want to fuck this one up as bad as the last one?” She also had a fairly strong personality.
“That would be correct,” I said matter of factly. She gestured towards the bed, the only thing even remotely absent of the clutter tat pervaded the rest of the room. I grabbed my books and some papers and sat down next to her.
“We’ll start with the questions at the end of the chapter. Have you done any of them?”
I shook my head no.
“Figures, looking at porn while the chem. Book is open doesn’t count as studying,” she said grinning.
“No, but it is fun.”
I grabbed a pencil and set to work on the first few while she looked over my shoulder. Halfway into the first problem, I put my pencil down and sighed.
“I wish I could just sleep with the teacher, like in porno’s, it’d certainly be easier.”
“Ew,” she repled. Our professor was an older man.
“It’d be easier,” I said with a laugh.
“Maybe for you,” she poked me in the ribs where she knew I was ticklish. I poked her back in the same spot, sending her moving away from me in spasms. It was war now. Our previous study sessions all usually degraded in much the same way, either being lost in inane conversation, or poking at each other like a couple of two year olds.
“I really can’t afford to fail again,” I said after things had died down.
“No, you can’t,” she agreed.
“Can you be more serious?”
She snorted and looked at me incredulously. “Can YOU?”
“I just need some motivation to not be distracted and procrastinate.” She laughed and lifted her shirt so that the bottom of her bra showed.
“No, I said I need to NOT be distracted.”
“Do the chapter review, one at a time. If you get one right, I’ll take something off.”
“What about your boyfriend?” She waved her hand dismissively.
“Right now, you need help, and judging by some of the retardation that was your answers on the last test, drastic help.”
“Fine,” I said, grinning, and grabbed the book again.
“I wasn’t finished,” she said with an air of authority.
“You weren’t?” I asked, then it dawned on me. “What if I don’t get it right?”
“Then you take something off.”
She peeled off her T-shirt, revealing a black tank top beneath. “I haven’t even started yet, what are you doing?”
“Handicapping you,” she said laughing.
“You better get ready to keep going,” I told her, grabbing the pencil.
It wasn’t easy, especially with all the cleavage she was now showing, but at the thought of reward, I managed to buckle down and get to work. She eyed me intently, grinning slightly in confidence. I could feel my cock begin to take notice in my boxers. Ten minutes later, I handed her the paper.
She looked my work up and down, then frowned, pulling her tank top over her head. Her breasts jiggled slightly as she tossed it to the side. They were almost bleached white, but looked extremely firm. She leaned over slightly for my benefit and despite her exposure, grinned devilishly. “Number two.”
I set to work once more, my concentration significantly hampered this time. I thought I understood the question enough to answer it correctly, but the work was complicated. It didn’t help that she kept pushing them together, and swinging them back and forth. I handed her the paper several minutes later.
“Wrong,” she said triumphantly.
“Fuck that, I know I got it right,” I protested.
She smiled ear to ear. “You did, but it’s in the wrong units. It asks specifically for mg/L, not g/L.
Grumbling, I pulled off my shirt. She whistled appreciatively, making me blush. I knew I didn’t look bad, being fairly athletic, but I doubted my 5’10, 140 pound form looked anything but great.
Now it was her turn to be a little distracted as I went to work on the next question. I could tell right from the beginning that it was tough, but with nice breasts just a thin layer of fabric away, I pressed on.
“I’m gonna have to impose a ten minute time limit,” she said, breaking the silence. I’d made no headway with the question at all. I’d probably be stripping next, and we both new it. That thought made my dick get a little harder, which with no shirt on, was getting more difficult to hide. Finally, I just wrote down a guess and handed her the paper.
She looked shocked, but recovered quickly. “This is right. But your work isn’t, which would get you no credit.”
“That’s not fair,” I stood up and put my hands on my hips. She took this moment to quickly grab my shorts and yank down before I could do anything.
“Ooh, looks like your friend came to play,” she said noticing the tent in my boxers. I tried to pull my shorts back up, but she stepped on them, and my foot in the process. I stumbled backwards, and in trying not to fall, had to slide both my feet out. She picked them up and put them behind her on the bed.
She eyed me up and down, licking her lips, and eventually settling on my, for now, clothed cock.
“I can’t wait to see that,” she said pointing, in doing so, barely brushing it. “Sit back down, or I’m going to pull you to the bed by it.”
Reluctantly I did so, and picked up the chemistry book. If it was hard to concentrate before, it was damned near impossible how. With her shaking her assets at me, and rattling off non-stop taunts, my dick was as hard as it could be.
“I hope you’re getting ready to take that bra off,” I told her in the middle of the question.
“Oh like this?” she ribbed back, pulling them out, covered with her hands, then sliding them back in again. I couldn’t help but stare, and she laughed. I bent over again and furiously worked at the question. I thought I had it right, but I couldn’t be sure. I checked my work, and got a different answer. Frustrated, I put the pencil down and stared at the messy paper.
“Time’s up.” She cooed happily.
I looked back and forth between the two numbers, and had to make a decision. I circled one and handed it to her.
“One of these is right, congratulations.” She looked up. “But not the one you circled.” She was almost cackling at this point.
“Do I really have to do this?” I asked her, being a relative newcomer to sexuality.
She narrowed her eyes at me. “Of course you do. I want to see my prize.”
I slowly slid my boxers down, keeping my arms in front of myself, until, finally, I brought them up and tossed them to her. My hands were still able to obscure most of my 6.5’’ cock. She frowned at me.
“Now let me see. Hands on your head.”
I did as she told me, and she smiled appreciatively. “Nice.” She slid to the edge of the bed, and put her hand on my hip, pulling me in close. Her face was inches away, getting a nice, good look. I could feel her breath on it, and it made my heart quicken and my knees unsure of whether or not they could hold me weight. She smiled, knowing exactly what she was doing to me, and moved away, patting the bed. “You’ve got one more to do, then the multiple choice.”
“What if I get that one wrong?”
“You’ll just have to wait and see.”
My mind raced at what that might mean. It was distracting, too distracting, I never even had a chance. Red in the face, and horny as hell, I handed her my paper.
“You did most of this right, you just goofed up in the end.”
My heart sank, but my cock was excited.
“Lay down,” she commanded.
I moved some of the papers, and did as she was told, gripping the headboard with my hands so she was afforded a nice view. My cock poked up at a 45 degree angle towards my head. She sat down next to me, and put the book on my stomach, with her hand resting on my leg, mere inches away.
“For being such a good boy,” she said, unclasping her bra and tossing it aside. Her tits were perfect, round like pearls with barely any sag. Her penny sized areolas and perky nipples were even better. She cupped them with her hands, jiggling them, bringing a smile to my face. Which she quickly wiped off by blindfolding me.
“So you don’t get too distracted,” she said. As she tightened the knot, I realized that her boobs were hanging right in my face. I moved my head towards them, ever so slightly.
“Think you’re funny, do you?” she asked playfully. I nodded.
She moved around the room for a moment. When she came back, I heard something slicking shut around my wrists. “Maybe now you’ll behave.” I tried to move, but the handcuffs held me tight. She ran her hand lightly up my thigh, causing me to twitch massively. She had total control over my body.
“Now for some proper motivation,” I moaned loudly as her hand wrapped around my cock and started stroking it. I felt her shift around on the bed until she knelt between my legs, still keeping a handful.
“Which is not one of the strongest acids?” she asked me, rattling off the choices.
“Uh, B, citric acid.”
“Very good,” she cooed. She licked from my balls to my head, and back down. It took every bit of willpower I had not to burst right there. She licked me again, my back arched at her touch, and I moaned in frustration. She giggled at the torture she was putting me through.
“If you can make it through the next nine, and get seven of them right, I think you’ll enjoy yourself very much. But for each one you get wrong, I am going to torture you horribly.”
I got the next two right, and she let me take the blindfold off, enjoying the sight of her luscious tits, but I was unable to touch. She shook them and bounced them right in front of my face every chance she got, and continued to lick me until my dick was drenched, but she never slid it into her mouth. It was getting harder and harder to hold back.
She kept stroking me between questions, but slowly, tortuously so I didn’t get too close.
When I got the fourth right, she went to her dresser. She pulled out a flesh colored dildo with a flat bottom. It was about 7.5 inches long. She balanced it on my hip next to my cock and looked me in the eye. Without blinking, she put in her mouth and moved downward, inch by inch. She made it all the way to the bottom with the plastic balls up against her chin. Her cheek scraped my own member on the way down, and it drove me wild.
She bobbed slowly up and down the fake cock, all seven inches of it, showing me the extent of her talents, before finally pulling off it and setting it aside. She smiled suggestively at me and resumed her stroking.
After five in a row correct, I finally got one wrong. She smiled, and moved her mouth right over my cock. Ever so lightly, she flicked her tongue at the tip. I moaned and tried to thrust myself closer, but she maintained a gentle, but firm grip on my balls.
She kept lashing out with her tongue, before I was nearly in tears, begging her to end the torture. After several minutes, she stopped, satisfied she’d made the impression she needed to. My dick was in both agony and ecstasy at her touch.
Somehow, through the sexual fog, I managed to get another two right. Keeping a hand on my cock, she moved up my body, taunting me with her tits once more. But this time, she lowered them to my lips. I kissed her chest between them, before moving to take a nipple in my mouth. I swirled my tongue around it, nibbled slightly, and licked some more.
By the way she arched her back, pushing her soft skin up against my face, I could tell she was enjoying herself. She moved over so I could soak the other. I moved my tongue quickly up and down, prompting a quick moan from her, but she quickly recovered, and moved away.
“Since that was kind of for both of us
” she trailed off as she took my head in her mouth, and swirled her tongue around it a few times, before moving off.
“If you get the next one right, I am going to suck you dry,” she said, licking my head again.
I convulsed again, barely able to hold back.
“I’m going to deepthroat you again and again, until you burst all over my tongue.” Another lick. I was going insane. “You got a big load for me?” I nodded. “Good, then answer the next question.”
She read it to me in between licks of my balls. I had absolutely nothing left as far as holding back, one touch of her tongue on my cock, and I was going to explode. She had moved from my balls and was slowly working her way up my cock.
“B!” I finally yelled out.
“Mmmm,” was all she said with a smile, before plunging me down her throat.
She moved quickly all the way up and all the way down. I was starting to cum by the second time she made it back up. I blew the first few ropes of cum onto her tongue, with her stroking me. I came out of her mouth and got some on her face. She squealed with delight, and put me back in her mouth, milking out every last bit onto her tongue. It seemed like I’d cum for days when she finally slid my tired member out of her mouth. I opened my eyes to quite a mess.
It was all over her face and hair, as well as her neck, and the bit she’d drooled down her chin onto her breasts. She took some from her face and rubbed it on her tits before licking every one of her fingers. She licked a little bit off my dick, and giggled at my helplessness. I shifted slightly, mostly too tired to even move, not even caring where I was.
That is until we both heard a key in the door. Julie’s roommate Amanda walked in the room, and stopped dead in her tracks as she surveyed the scene.

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