Teen

Fiction

Not Too Shabby

I moved into my mothers three story apartment building on October 31st.
The morning of Halloween. My fathers home was less than an hour away in a small town called City View with the irony that City View had nothing but the view of a forrest and the lake that contained the small towns water supply.
When I say the word small, this would be putting it lightly. The town was madeup of my formal high school, a bank, a sonic, a harps, and a very inconvienent convienent store,
The town was microscopic compared to my new city.
Combs Springs.
My mother lived on the third floor of the apartment building with my little brother, Traden, my step-father Aaron and my grandmother Sue.
It wasnt HUGE but nor was it small considering that we had 5 people in the three bedroom apartment.
After unpacking the rest of my remaining belongings, I smashed my boxes and hefty duty bags that contained my clothes, and proceeded into the living room to ask where I should put the trash.
Mom explained that at the bottom of the stairs there was a dumpster not too far from the steps. So I put my shoes on and carried the boxes downstairs to put them into the empty dumpster.
When I reached the bottom flight of stairs, I tried to pull a little Home Alone stunt and slide off the railing and then continue my pace.
It didn’t work out the way I planned and as I felt the uncomfortable feel of the metal bar beneath me, I was startled and jumped off, catching my foot on the railing itself.
I lost my balance and fell face first into the concrete.
The impact was nothing compared to the sting from the accident I felt afterwords. My eyes shut automatically in the harsh blur of light coming at my face. My knee was scraped and my face was pulsing in pain as I rolled off of my stomach and onto my back. Taking in the sharp, brisk chill of the wind carrying faint sounds of small children using the famous phrase, “Trick Or Treat”.
I heard footsteps coming down the stairwell and thought that it was my father coming down. I was the reason for the end of the conversation of the stranger as they mumbled a quick, “Let me call you back.”
They quickly walked over to me and offered a hand out to me. I reached out and took the hand. The soft hand. As they picked me up and helped dust off my clothes that were covered in dead leaves. I noticed that the person brushed off my back and momentarily touched my butt.
Everything was so blurry.
“I think you dropped your glasses.” The stranger said. “My names Daniel.”
I pushed the cracked glasses on my face to look at this ‘Daniel’.
After my eyes adjusted, I looked at the handsome face of a tall skinny blonde kid with bright blue eyes.
“Luk-Lukas.” I studdered. I grabbed his outstretched hand and shook it gently.
“Are you new here?” He grinned.
“Yeah. I moved in with my mom this morning.”I noticed that his teeth were extremely white and that he smiled with every word I spoke. “I gotta go.” I picked up the scattered boxes and trash bags and practically ran over to the trash can. In embarrassment on top of me just being naturally awkward.
“Well im having a Halloween party tonight at my place, if you wanna hang later!” He shouted after me.
“Thanks but no thanks. I still have some unpacking to do.” I yelled over my shoulder.
I took the stairs that ran behind the apartment to get back to my house.
When I got inside, I passed Aaron and went into the bathroom.
I looked into the mirror at myself. I smiled thinking about my stupid decision to try and sail down the steps. I noticed a small cut under my left eye and decided to take a shower.
I took off my shirt and jeans to reveal a hairy bush and a semi hard penis under my boxers.
I grabbed the bulge with my hands and massaged it.
Nearly fully erect. I caught myself thinking about the way Daniel touched me. With his soft hands that were just the right amount of gentle along with a firmness that I found very attractive.
I wondered where this party would be held as I reminisced the brief exchange of contact we had. I picked up the pace of my rubbing my now erect dick, so fast that I found myself jacking off.
I thought of his deep blue eyes as I pounded. Of his smooth skin and silky blonde hair. His bright teeth. And his gorgeous smile. I even thought of ths way he said his name.
I couldn’t help but moan as I got to the point of pure bliss.
I aimed at the open toilet seat but was suprisd as I watched the first two huge spurts fly onto the seat. Followed by a load that flew into the toilet. And I finished up with a small attempt that fell onto the floor.
I was so exhausted that I quickly cleaned up the mess and flushed the evidence. I took a shower. Put on my underwear and went to bed.
***********************
I woke up to the sound of my phone going off letting me know about a random three a.m. phone call.
I looked at the screen and was suprised to see my bestfriend Kaleys picture.
I answered the phone with a groggy “Hello?”
“Hey! Were you asleep?” Sometimes this girl did not have any common sense.
“Yeah I was asleep. Its only 3:24 in the morning.”
“Can you talk though. Its kinda important.” She asked. Usually I would have said fuck off and went back to sleep. But this was my bestfriend. The only one that knew about my bisexual side. She was always there for me, so I needed to be there for her.
“Yeah, lemme get my contacts.”
I rolled out of bed and into the bathroom. I put in my contacts, grabbed my robe and then quietly opened the front door. “Okay. Whats wrong?”
She told me about her friend named Rico that she was starting to like and about other high school drama. Not wanting to go to continue the conversation for an extra amount of time I just agreed and said yeah in different places until she finished and decided to go to sleep. After we said good night, I got up to go inside when I noticed a flash in the distance. A cell phone light?
I decided that since I was already awake I might as well check it out.
I walked down to the parking lot where I thought I seen the light and realized that I could hear footsteps walking on the dead leaves making a crunching sound. I followed the noise into an empty field surrounded by trees until I heard a cough. And then someone spoke. “Can’t sleep Lucky?”
I realized it was Daniel! My heart raced as I remembered my grand finale that had occurred in the bathroom and I felt my shorts twitch.
“Its Lukas actually. But no I can’t. What about you?”
I noticed that he was very unbalanced and staggered around. Then I smelt the strong distinct smell of liquor. “Ehh, I always go for walks.”
“At three a.m. Why?” I joked.
“Why……not?” He smiled through his glazed over blue eyes and bright teeth. “Drink?”
I REALLY like this kid, I thought. I don’t want to tell him no.
I reached out and took a big drink of the brown liquid and almost choked on the amount of alcohol in my mouth.
“Ehh, not to shabby. Thats hundred proof by the way.” He said proudly. “Have a seat.” He motioned at an old rock table that looked as if it had been through multiple acid rains.
I sat on the top and tried to settle my boner to no relief. Before I realized that it was too dark to see anyway.
Daniel came and sat so close to me that our knees were touching and I noticed that he didnt have a shirt on. His nipples were hard as if it were cold but they looked just as smooth as the rest of him.
We spent the next thirty minutes drinking the bottle until we were both drunk. He told me stories about his life but I honestly wasn’t listening. My heart would skip beats when he would do things like lean his head on my shoulder or grab my leg.
I was so fucking horny and this kid continued to talk about his teachers in the sixth grade. Finally I couldn’t take it anymore and out of drunk impulse I kissed him.
I kissed him. And kissed him. And continue to kiss him. He reached around and played with my brown hair. He grabbed it and smashed his face into mine. I moved my hand up his chest until I felt his hard nipples. They felt so good in my hand and I felt him moan in my mouth as I pinched them softly.
I felt his hand move down and opened my robe revealing only my boxers. He broke off the make out and gently trailed kisses down until he reached my underwear line. He pulled them open and was nearly slapped in the face by a 6.5 inch dick that was hard as a rock.
He licked up my shaft until he reached the crown which he circled many times. Making me moan and bite my lip. I leaned back as he continued to swirl my dick with his beautiful tounge. Then he finally engulfed it completely. All the way down until I felt his warm breath hitting my pubic hair. He went back up and pumped my dick once then proceeded to give me head.
He sucked me until I got to the point where I couldn’t take anymore and announced that I was about to cum.
This made him work twice as hard as he was preparing to take on my sperm.
I shot streams in his throat that I didn’t think was possible for anyone to hold in their mouth.
I literally screamed at he continue to suck my very sensitive penis. Cleaning out every drop if semen.
I thought that that would be it. Until I realized that he didnt swallow, and was going to use my sperm as lube.
He turned me over as he pulled off his shortsand spat the cum in his hand and rubbed it on his penis. He also stuck his index finger straight into my anus. An uncomfortable feeling I was not expecting. I yelped as he finger fucked me.
And without warning stuck his dick in my ass.
The pain hurt. Nothing but pure agony as I realized that maybe gay sex wasnt as fun as it seemed. I tried to clench when he got close to pulling out in hopes of to get him out of my rectum. I even tried standing up but was harshly pushed back down.
I was about to start screaming when I felt a strange feeling.
No longer did I feel a strange feeling but a warm, great feeling. Pure pleasure. He rode my ass. Hard. And I liked it.
I started to match his moans as I pushed my ass back into it. Thrusting back at him, when he finally said he was there.
It was my turn to work extra hard.
I flung my ass hard, just in time to meet his every thrust.
His moans turned into screams as he began to fill me up with his hot warm spurts. He slammed hard one last time but this time he held it there as he finished cumming. He crashed on my back and just layed there holding me from behind.
After awhile he rolled onto the table top next to me and sighed deeply. I turned over and we looked up at the stars for what seemed like forever.
He finally asked me with a grin, “So how was your first day in Combs Springs?”
“Ehh, not too shabby.” I winked.
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Fiction

Gene’s Toy

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

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Fiction

Megan’s rape

Another story I found years ago. Again, not one of mine.
Megan had been there only four days and already she was
home-sick.
It hadn’t been her idea to go to a boarding school in
Europe, but with her diplomat father sent to the Middle
East and her mother dead there was little real alternative.
Still, things here were so different than at home. The
girls seemed far more mature, more sophisticated. Not only
that but, in this all girl school, there seemed to be a
strange acceptance of lesbianism. Megan had seen a number
of girls holding hands, hugging kissing in the corners of
the library, and had heard some very ob-scene discussions
in the showers.
The showers.
She had put off taking a shower for the first two days, but
had finally reconciled herself to it. She’d never taken a
shower with other girls before, not being the athletic
type, and had found the first occasion mortifying.
The second time had been unnerving, but slightly less
embar-rassing. After all, the other girls seemed to take it
for granted, and nobody seemed to be really staring at her
naked body as she quickly washed.
Anyway, she told herself, she had nothing to be ashamed of.
She had an excellent body, slender, with good hips and a
round behind, no scars, nice legs, and breasts that, while
not huge, were pretty good sized and nicely shaped.
She had a strong, squarish, determined face, one that
denoted intelligence, and had thick, chestnut brown hair
that hung down around her shoulders.
No, her body was all right, though she still felt very
strange having other people seeing it. She also felt
strange seeing all those naked people. Girls in all shapes
and sizes, though mostly they were slender like herself,
this being an expensive school and the daughters of the
rich not wanting to be fat.
A couple of the girls had very large breasts, like Yvonne,
the Swiss girl, and Claudette, from Egypt. Some had very
small breasts, and she thought she should be thankful she
didn’t have to be embarrassed about that at least.
There were tall girls and short girl, black, white, brown
and yellow girls, but mostly there were naked girls, with
breasts bouncing, soapy buttocks jiggling and pussies
winking. She was rather amazed at the display of flesh.
In fact, after she got over her initial embarrassment, she
found it to be something of a turn-on, being naked around
all those other people, her body wet and soapy, her hands
rubbing across her breasts and between her legs.
She was always careful not to stare at any of the others,
not wanting anyone to think she was queer, even if it was
accepted here. She was heterosexual and had no real
interest in females as such, it was just all that nude
flesh and her own naked state that aroused her a little.
Anyway, she was getting used to it, she thought, and would
soon be as blas‚ about it as the other girls seemed to be.
And then, that afternoon as she was looking in the back of
the library for a book to complete some research, she had
been approached by Yvonne, the tall, big busted Swiss girl.
At first, perhaps because her French wasn’t great, that the
girl wanted to borrow money.
Then the older, taller girl had pressed her back against
the bookshelf and kissed her. Megan’s eyes had shot up and
then the other girl’s right hand slid under her skirt and
squeezed her pussy while her left groped her breast through
her thin blouse.
She had torn herself free, gasping for breath and shocked
by the suddenness of the other girl’s attack. She’d run
away, leaving Yvonne sniggering.
And so she’d skipped her shower again, knowing Yvonne would
be there and being too humiliated to have the other girl
see her naked. She thought about going to the Headmistress,
or one of the teachers, but that would probably cause more
trouble than it would solve.
She had trouble getting to sleep that night, and was
wakened suddenly in the middle of the night by a sound in
her room. She sat up just in time to see her door closing,
and felt a wetness against her face and head.
She turned on the light and felt her head, gasping as she
felt the oozing sliminess there. She jumped out of bed and
looked in the mirror, seeing and now smelling a pair of
rotten eggs which someone had poured onto her head.
The gooey stuff was running down the side of her face and
down her shoulders and the front of her pajamas. Cursing,
she tried to wipe most of it off with a rag, then stripped
out of her pajamas, tossing them in disgust into the back
of her closet.
She got some soap and a towel, put on her robe, and made
her way down the dimly lit hall to the bathroom.
It was empty, of course. It was two in the morning. She was
relieved at that. She removed her robe and put her towel on
a hook, then stepped under one of the shower nozzles and
turned on the water. It poured down around her and she put
her head right under it to wash out the egg.
She shampooed her hair, not once, but three times, then
began washing her face, shoulders and the rest of her body.
When she had soaped herself all over, she stepped under the
water again, turning her face upwards to let the soap wash
off.
She ran her hands through her hair and over her face,
rubbing at the soap as the water washed it away, then
stepped back to bring her face out of the water so she
could open them.
Her buttocks hit something soft but solid, flesh, warm
naked flesh. Her eyes shot open and she gasped in shock,
whirling around.
Yvonne was there, naked, grinning malevolently.
“What do you want? Leave me alone!” Megan gasped, backing
up against the wall as the bigger girl moved lithe forward.
Yvonne suddenly grabbed her, one hand gripping her thick
wet hair, the other going around her and pulling her in
close as her mouth jammed down on Megan’s.
Megan struggled furiously as the other girl’s tongue shot
into her mouth. The two staggered for several seconds
before the bigger girl’s weight bore her back to the wall.
The big blonde girl’s mouth was like a sucking vacuum as
her tongue whipped around in Megan’s mouth.
Megan was mortified. Yvonne’s big naked breasts were
rubbing and grinding and rolling against Megan’s own
smaller ones, and she could feel Yvonne’s pubic hair
against her inner thigh as the taller girl forced her legs
open and humped her loins into Megan’s crotch.
Her right hand slid down and cupped Megan’s wet bottom,
pull-ing her in tighter as her mouth tried to devour the
brunette. Megan continued to struggle helplessly, like a
fly caught in a spider’s net, but she was no fighter, and
not a strong girl anyway.
Yvonne twisted on her hair, forcing her head back sharply.
At the same time she took her other hand away from Megan’s
behind and jammed it in between her thighs, squeezing her
naked mound so hard Megan’s brain seemed to boil and her
body reeled in dizziness.
She tried to scream but all that came out was a weak
gurgling moan, and even that was silenced quickly as
Yvonne’s mouth slipped over hers once more.
Yvonne rubbed at her pussy, then forced a finger up between
her vagina lips, driving it deep into her. Megan couldn’t
push her hand away. With her head pulled back so sharply it
was all she could do to maintain her balance, and both her
hands were above her, trying to pry Yvonne’s hand out of
her hair.
A second finger was thrust up into her body, and both
pumped in and out furiously as Yvonne’s thumb searched for
her clitoris, found it, then ground down against it.
Yvonne pulled back suddenly, her face laughing at Megan as
she shoved her back hard against the wall. She said
something which Megan didn’t catch, then shoved down on her
shoulders. Already dazed, Megan would probably have fallen
without any help, she went down quickly under the pressure.
Then she was squatting against the wall, hemmed in by
Yvonne’s legs, staring into Yvonne’s bushy blonde
crotch. She turned her head away, trying to crawl around
the girl but her hair was gripped again and pulled hard.
She cried out weakly, the sound drowned out by the
shower.
Yvonne snarled and shoved her pussy into Megan’s face,
grinding her soft pussy lips and crinkly pubic hair across
her mouth and nose.
“Suck me,” she said then, in English.
She pulled Megan’s hair and the brunette gasped and began
licking at her pussy, not knowing what else to do. She’d
never done anything with girls before and had no real idea
of how to proceed, other than licking up and down the slit.
Yvonne sighed in pleasure, then reached down and took one
of Megan’s hands, pulling it up and rubbing it along her
pussy. She shifted her grip to just one finger and pressed
it against her slit. Megan shivered in disgust, but pushed
her finger upwards, sliding it into the blonde’s tight
vaginal tunnel.
“My Cleeet. Leek my Cleety,” Yvonne moaned, jerking on
Megan’s hair again.
Megan searched upwards with her tongue and found the hard
little button, then began to rasp her tongue across it,
desperate to stop the hair pulling which was sending
needles of pain into her skull.
She tasted Yvonne’s salty girl milk, feeling it coating her
tongue and lips as she continued to lap at the girl’s
clitoris.
“Suck meee! Suck meee,” Yvonne gasped.
Megan tried to get her lips around the girl’s clit and suck
it, pumping her finger up and down in her twat as she did
so.
Yvonne began grinding her hips against Megan’s face,
grunting with pleasure as she held the brunette against her
loins. She squeezed her big breasts with one hand while
continuing to hold tightly to Megan’s hair with the other.
Then, as Megan sucked hard on Yvonne’s clitoris the bigger
girl began humping and groaning and cursing softly in
pleasure. She let out a sigh and then gripped Megan’s face
in both hands, pulling her mouth down over her fuck hole.
“Drink me, drink me. Suck me dry,” Yvonne hissed.
Megan put her lips against Yvonne’s box as the blonde’s
fuck opening began to drool. She lapped and sucked at it,
drinking down the other girls juice.
Yvonne laughed loudly, then jerked back on Megan’s hair
again twisting her around on her knees. Megan stared up in
sock and fear seeing another girl there, a short oriental
girl she didn’t know. Yvonne pushed her face into the
Oriental’s crotch and ordered her to suck her off now.
The two girls snarled and cuffed her until she began to
lick and suck on the other girl’s slit, pushing her tongue
in between the tight pussy lips, running it up and down the
pink flesh and lapping against her clitty.
Her jaw and tongue were aching, but her hair hurt much more
as she was forced to lick the other girl to pleasure, then
turn and lick Yvonne again.
She was in a state of dazed misery when the tall blonde had
come for the second time and the oriental pulled her up by
the hair. She stood weakly, swaying slightly as the
oriental girl pulled her arms behind her back and held them
there.
She could feel the girl’s hard, pointed nipples pressing
into her back between her shoulder blades, hung her head
dully, not trying to fight back.
Yvonne had turned her back on her, and was fiddling with
something, stepping into what Megan thought was a pair of
panties. But then the big blonde turned around and Megan
saw that there was a long, thick black dildo sticking out
from a leather holder that hung between her legs.
Megan shuddered then sobbed in fear and despair as the
grinning blonde advanced on her. She stood right in front
of Megan, then kissed her deeply, her tongue slithering
inside the whimpering brunette’s mouth. Her hands cupped
and fondled Megan’s breasts and she bent to suck on each
nipple.
Then the two girls turned the frightened girl around so she
was facing the oriental. The oriental girl clutched her
tight against her chest, hugging her. Megan felt the other
girl’s breasts and nipples pressing into her own, but was
beyond caring by then.
Her head hung over the girl’s shoulder and she stood there
submissively, her arms hanging down at her sides, knowing
resistance was hopeless. She felt the blonde’s hands on her
hips, pulling them out. Her legs were parted.
She was already bent over a little since the oriental girl
was shorter than her, and so Yvonne had no trouble lining
the head of the dildo up against her cunt and thrusting it
up into her belly.
She jerked violently and then trembled like a frightened
puppy as the dildo slid deeper and deeper into her guts.
The oriental girl held one arm around her back and the
other behind her head, keeping her neck down on her
shoulder. Yvonne held her by both hips as she drove the
rubber cock into her.
Megan let out a pathetic whimper of pain as the first six
inches passed through her pussy lips and the next few
inches followed. While not a virgin she’d only had sex with
one guy and he’d only had a six inch penis. The seventh
inch opened up new territory, and the eighth, and ninth
inches caused a dull ache. The tenth inch made her cry out
in pain as Yvonne rammed the last of the rubber cock into
her sheath.
With ten inches of thick black dildo up in her belly, and
her guts cramping and aching with every movement, all Megan
wanted was to remain very still, till the pain eased.
Yvonne had other ideas. She began to fuck her at once, not
gently either.
The thick rubber prong slid back and forth inside her tight
pussy hole, rasping over her clitty and punching into her
cervix with each stroke. She groaned and whined and moaned
helplessly as her cunt was torn up by the thick girl-
fucker.
A wave of dizziness struck her and she clutched the
oriental girl to keep from falling. The girl gripped her
hair and pulled her head up and back, then kissed her,
softly, her moist lips gliding over Megan’s trembling ones,
her tongue flickering, dipping lightly into Megan’s mouth,
sliding along her teeth.
The long rubber prick slid fully out of her pussy and she
felt it pushing against her asshole. Her eyes opened wide
and she tried to scream but Yvonne grabbed her hard,
putting a hand around her mouth and another around her
belly.
She whirled her around and slammed her front into the wall,
holding her hand over her mouth as she thrust the dildo up
into her asshole. Megan struggled violently, shocked and
horrified at the intrusion in an area she had never
considered before, but she could do nothing.
The dildo was a hot burning spike that split her apart. It
drove up to the center of her guts, making her cry out in
pain as her insides seemed to split open to make room for
it. She felt Yvonne’s pussy hair against her ass cheeks
then and knew the long thing was buried in her rectum.
Yvonne laughed, then, still holding a hand over her mouth,
swung her around again towards the oriental girl, who
smiled at her. The oriental girl licked at her face above
Yvonne’s hand, then bent and began licking and sucking at
Megan’s breasts, chewing at her nipples gently.
Yvonne’s hands shoved her aside, mashing Megan’s tits hard,
making the soft flesh ooze out between her long, splayed
fingers. She ground her hips into Megan’s buttocks as she
twisted the dildo inside her.
The oriental dropped to her knees and gripped Megan’s
thighs, spreading her legs more, then she pushed her face
into her crotch and began licking and sucking at her
clitty. Yvonne’s hands knead-ed her breasts, squeezing
repeatedly as she bent and sucked and chewed on the nape of
her neck.
Yvonne meanwhile, began fucking with longer strokes, though
still going slow. Megan had never been sodomised before,
but now that the initial pain was gone she thought, with
some relief, that it didn’t really hurt at all.
Still, she felt totally degraded by being ass fucked by
this strange girl, and tears of misery continued to trickle
down her cheeks.
Her head hung forward, her eyes glazed. She grunted from
time to time as Yvonne fucked the big dildo up her asshole,
but did not show any other response until she noticed with
slow awareness, that her body was heating up, heating up
with sexual pleasure.
She was shocked at that, shocked enough to come out of her
misery and get her brain working again. She tried to deny
it, tried to convince herself it was some fluke of her
tormented body, some crossed wire.
But whatever the sensations were they were coming from her
cunt, and even as she stared down at the top of the
oriental girls head the sensations became hotter and more
powerful.
Her ragged breathing became shallower as she panted for
breath amid the head that was gripping her body. She felt
faint, light headed. Her head buzzed and throbbed.
“Oh!” she gasped, then experienced a sudden spasm of heat
and threw back her head.
“Oh no,” she whimpered.
The oriental girl’s tongue was whipping furiously against
her snatch, her breath sucking out hard, blowing in hot,
her fingers probing, pumping, thrusting, squeezing,
rubbing, and behind her the big dildo was sliding up and
down in her guts.
Her breasts were burning hot as well, and her nipples rock
hard. Yvonne continued to squeeze and twist the tender
flesh, her tongue, teeth and lips nibbling, sucking and
chewing on her throat.
“Ohhhhhh,” Megan groaned, her eyes fluttering, her body
quivering like a high tension line.
Her cunt was burning, burning hotter than she’d ever felt
in her life. It was a churning volcano getting ready to
blow. She twitched and jerked and whimpered, helpless in
the possession of the two depraved lesbians and her own
raging sexual fever.
The oriental girl pulled away sudden and turned to the
corner getting something. Megan moaned in disbelief,
gasping for breath, her eyes wide and blinking.
Her entire body seemed feverish. Her skin felt
excruciatingly tender, every touch sending sizzling
pleasure through her.
The oriental girl turned back to her and Megan saw she too
had strapped on a big dildo. She rushed up to Megan and
kissed her and now Megan kissed back, kissed passionately,
desperately, her arms going around the girl, clutching her
to her.
The oriental girl reached down with both hands, one guiding
the head of the thick dildo towards Megan, the other
slipping between the shaking brunette’s cunt lips and
prying them open. Megan felt the rounded head of the dildo
slip between her pussy lips and groaned in acceptance.
She kissed the oriental and squeezed her ass hard, jerking
her forward, pulling the dildo up into her snatch. It slid
high and deep into her guts, nestling inside her nest to
Yvonne’s dildo.
She trembled and shook, her body skewered from the front
and impaled from the rear. Four hands roamed her flesh,
teasing her nipples, squeezing her breasts, caressing her
buttocks. Tongues snaked under her ears, along her throat
and into her mouth.
The two lesbians began to pump into her, matching each
others pace. Yvonne slid her dildo deep as the other pulled
hers back, then Yvonne pulled back as the oriental girl
thrust upwards to punch into her cervix.
Her body convulsed, shaking and thrashing. Insane gurgles,
sighs and grunts escaped her gaping mouth as her eyes
rolled back in her head. The two girls fucked furiously,
humping as hard and fast as they could, tearing the two big
dildos back and forth inside her spasming guts.
Blast after blast of stunning sexual fireworks erupted
within her, a paralyzing whirlwind of feverish ecstasy
ripped through her blasting her into delirium as they
roared over her quivering body.
Her brief sexual experiences had never prepared her for the
howling firestorm that was now tearing through her system.
It was the most prolonged orgasm experience of her life,
and by far the most powerful, and when it was over it left
her in a state of exhausted bliss, barely conscious and
totally drained.
Even after it was over she continued to twitch and shiver
with aftershocks, hardly able to breath as the other two
slowly drew their tools from out of her holes and toweled
her off. Then, wrapping a towel around the dazed, mind
blasted girl, they led her back to Yvonne’s room.
Hour after hour of sexual writhing was still to come, and
at the end, when morning dawned, the shy, sheltered teen
would be changed forever.
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Please keep this story, and all erotic stories out of the
hands of children. They should be outside playing in the
sunshine, not thinking about adult situations.
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God is a Slut Chapter 6: Jesus is a Douchebag

This is the sixth installment of my “God is a Slut” series. Big character and plot chapter, not a whole lot of sex. I’ll definitely write one more of these, for Rachel’s final test, and then I might write an epilogue, though I’m not sure. I know this one came out a month after the last, but I’ve been busy. I included a synopsis of the last five chapters just in case you forgot them, or haven’t read them yet.

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My Teen Love Triangle Part 5

Wow, what an experience this has been. This story has become more than I thought it could ever be. To see my stories in the top 30 consecutively is an amzing feeling and seeing you allso happy to read them is the best feeling in the world. You’re all such a grateful audience and as I conclude this series I want you all to know this was only made possible by your support. Give yourselves a moments time to appreciate that my inspiration is all of you. I will write more stories in the futur and in greater length but for now I’m proud to just be testing the waters of writing great romance stories. I know a lot of you were rooting for a different ending but I hope you understand the direction i took. Thank you all so much.

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Young girls Next Door

Some years ago, when I lived in a small trailer park, a family moved into the trailer next door to me on a Saturday afternoon. All the trailers were rentals and pretty reasonable. The family was the mom and dad and two teen girls. Jennifer was the youngest at 14 and Julie was 15. Jennifer had the best body. She was slight of build with an hourglass figure that made her, what I guessed were around 34C tits really stand out. Julie was still carrying a little baby fat but not much and a lot of it was in her 36D tits. I asked their mom if the girls had a computer and she said they didn’t. I told her I had a very good one with a printer and internet that they could use whenever they wanted. She said they really appreciated that and it would really help them with their school work. I told her I was retired and the girls could come over whenever they wanted.
The girls went to the local middle school and their parents had picked the trailer park because it was only a short walk to their school. Their parents both worked and said they didn’t get home until around 6 pm and asked if I could keep an eye out on the girls for them. Little did they know. That Monday I was relaxing in a cutoff tee shirt and a pair of my skin tight stretchy shorts. They were made of the jersey material that had small hole all over. They came with an underwear liner in them which I had cut out. They were white and with the liner out I may as well been naked from the waist down. The front seam separated my cock and balls and highlighted them perfectly. I’m circumcised and keep my package completely shaven. I use a cock pump regularly and when erect my cock is around 8 inches and my cockhead is almost 3 inches across. It was around 2:30 when I heard the girls go into their trailer as they came home from school. After a few minutes I heard their trailer door open and close again and I heard their voices outside the back of my trailer. Anticipating a chance to expose myself to them my cock got as hard as a rock. I slipped my cockring on over my cock and under my balls and watched as the veins popped on my shaft and my cockhead got even fatter. I adjusted my cock straight over to the left of the seam in front and my cockhead was just about at the edge of my hip. My balls were so fat they looked as big as my fist and they were really visible. I was ready to open my back door and a quick glance in the mirror confirmed that my cock was straining against the thin material and trying to tear its way out. Pre-cum was already leaking out and the thin white material over my cockhead was now totally transparent. I opened my back door and stepped out on the small 3 foot by 3 foot porch. It was about 3 feet off the ground with steps going down.
Jennifer and Julie were standing there behind my trailer smoking. They both tried to make excuses and begged me not to tell on them. I told them it would be our little secret and they could go back there anytime they wanted. I was talking to Julie and I noticed Jennifer’s eyes wander down to my groan area. When she caught sight of my very swollen package her mouth dropped open and her eyes got as big as saucers. It was like she was transfixed on my cock and balls for almost a full minute. Then she reached over and pulled Julie’s arm and leaned over and whispered something to her. Then Julie’s eyes went down to my package and she got the same look on her face that Jennifer had. Now they were both staring and it made my cock jump a couple of time, in my shorts, with pleasure. I decided to let them look with my permission so I asked,
“Do you girls like my shorts? They are new. I just got them yesterday and they are really comfortable. They are so thin and light it almost feels like I’m not wearing anything. How do they look in the back?”
I turned around so they could see them from the rear. With them pulled up tight the seam in the rear was all the way up the crack of my ass and I had checked it in the mirror and with the seam not showing my ass looked completely naked. With me asking them ‘how they liked them’ they could now look all they wanted and not feel like they were peeping. With me standing on my little back porch my package was just about eye level for the girls. Jennifer said,
“You aren’t going to wear those out in public, are you? You know they are pretty thin and see through, don’t you? But I think they look amazing. Don’t you Julie?”
Julie agreed with her and I told them I had thought about wearing them out in public but if they didn’t think I should, I wouldn’t. I told them if they offended them I would be happy to go in and change into something a little less revealing. Jennifer stepped right over next to my porch and her face was now less than 2 feet from my very swollen package, looked up at me and said,
“Please don’t change. I love the way they look on you. Tell him Julie. Tell him we really like the way they look on him. The material looks so soft. They look so amazingly gorgeous on you. Do you have any idea how sexy they look on you? I’ve never seen anything like these on a man before. If you ever do wear these out in public you will have to beat the women off of you. (Blushing, she continued) I didn’t mean you would have to beat off, I just meant women would be all over you. You are a very good looking older man and probably know lots of women and probably never have to beat off, do you?”
I told them I didn’t have a woman in my life at the present time and did have to beat off regularly. I asked them if they thought that was wrong of a man to do that. Julie said it was very natural for a man to do that and she knew all the boys at their school did it almost every day. As one of the girls was talking to me the other one was getting an eye full of my very swollen cock and balls. It was getting me so excited I was afraid I was going to cum without even touching myself. Then Julie said they should be getting in to do their homework. I reminded them that I had told their Mom they could use my computer whenever they wanted to. They said thanks but they just had reading to do that evening but would really love to the next day. These two young beauties had my mind reeling with thought of how to let them catch me jacking off. They had made it clear that they were well aware of boys in their school doing it and thought it was OK for a man like me to do it too.
Overnight I hatched my plan. I was sure they would head to the back of my trailer for a smoke break as soon as they got home. With my back door left slightly open, from close to where they were the day before, they would be able to hear and see me in my computer room. If curiosity was to get the best of them and they investigated my partially open door, they would be able to see directly into my computer room. I normally jackoff, sitting in my computer chair, while I look at porn on my computer. I setup a small mirror up on my computer desk so I could see out of my computer room and out my back door that was open about 2 feet. Jennifer and Julie would think they were being voyeurs and I would be unaware of their presence when they looked in and saw what I was doing. I had a set of headphones that I could wear with the sound all the way down. That way I could hear what they were saying and they would think I didn’t know they were there. I was so excited that next day waiting for them to get home from school, my cock was hard all day long.
When it was close to the time they were supposed to get home I was looking out my kitchen window and saw them coming up the main drive into the trailer park. I knew they would run in and change into shorts and thin tops with no bras, like they did the day before, so I could catch glimpses of their cute little tits. I got into position in my computer room and was already lubed up and stroking. After about 10 minutes of very slow jerking I heard their voices outside my trailer. At first they were just chatting about their school day, as they were smoking, when I heard Julie say,
“Look Jen, our neighbor left his back door open. Maybe we should close it for him.” Jennifer said,
“I’m closer Julie, I’ll get it.”
I was turned slightly to my right and was stroking my cock with my left hand so when she stepped up beside my small porch and reached for my door she got an eye full of what I was doing. She froze in het tracks with her hand on my door. Her mouth was dropped open and her eyes had the look of total shock in them. After about a minute I heard Julie say,
“Hey Jennifer, why don’t you close his door for him? What’s wrong with you? Cat got your tongue?”
Jennifer turned to Julie and put her finger up to her lips to tell Julie to be quiet. Then she waved Julie over to where she was standing by my porch. Julie joined Jennifer at my open door and instantly got that same look of shock on her face as they stood there watching me jacking my very swollen and intensely sensitive cock off. Julie tried to pull Jennifer away but she was having none of it. When Julie realized Jennifer wasn’t going to budge away from her voyeurism show she gave in and just stood there watching too. I could tell I was almost done and wanted to play it up for them some more. As if I were talking to the man fucking the gorgeous woman on my computer in the ass I said,
“Oh! Fuck Yes! Fuck her in the ass while I jackoff on her face. My cock is feeling so fucking good. Man I love to beat my meat. OH! FUCK! I’M CUMMING”
The intense tickling took hold of my swollen cockhead, crashed down into my balls and blew my cum out of my pisshole. Four squirts landed up onto my chest and stomach and then just flowed out in small squirts and puddled around my navel. I kept stroking for some time after I stopped cuming because the girls were still watching and some of the best feelings in my orgasms come after I cum. The tickling in my cockhead is so intense my whole body jerks uncontrollably as it was doing while the girls looked on. As my body jerking settled down Julie pulled on Jennifer’s arm for them to leave. This time she agreed and in a move I thought was so thoughtful and sweet she quietly closed my back door for me.
I went to the bathroom, got a wet wash cloth and was cleaning the cum off myself when I heard a knock at my front door. I wrapped a towel around my waist and headed for the door. When I got there it was Jennifer and Julie. My hard-on had subsided some but there was still a pretty respectable bulge that both girls noticed immediately. Jennifer, although younger, seemed to be much more outspoken than Julie and she said,
“Is it still OK for us to use your computer? Are we interrupting anything? We wouldn’t want to disturb you if you were busy. Did we catch you getting into the shower? We can come back later if you need to take care of what’s going on under your towel.”
Julie poked Jennifer for being so bold but I thought it was cute. I did notice that, with the girls being in such close proximity to me, my cock was getting hard again and it was sticking almost straight out under my towel and had the girl’s full attention. Since they had mentioned my cock’s state of erection first I figured it was OK for me to talk about it too and said,
“Girls I’m really sorry about that. He just seems to have a mind of his own. Especially when cute young girls like you two are around he wants to come out a take a look. He’s a nasty old thing and he always wants attention. I spoil him way too much and he expects me to take care of him all the time. I’ll go put some shorts on and when he sees I’m not going to let him out he will calm down.” Julie quickly jumped in and said,
“NO! Please don’t do that. Jennifer and I don’t mind at all if you just stay relaxed in your towel, do we Jen? After all, we are begging the use of your computer so the least we can do is let you stay relaxed. Its hard being alone all the time and we are sure you have needs just like any other man. After Jen and I saw you, I mean after we talked earlier we were sure you are a very virile man and need to take care of things. Like Jen said, if we are keeping you from anything we can leave?” I said,
“No girls, you are not keeping me from anything. I just finished taking care of him a few minutes ago so he should be satisfied. He just gets so excited around young girls. He always wants to come out and play.” We all laughed and Jennifer said with a smile,
“You know, I bet if we weren’t here you would probably be naked and your big guy could just hang out all he wanted to, wouldn’t you? Julie, don’t you think that since we are invading our neighbor’s privacy we should just let him pretend like we aren’t here and just do what he normally does? I would really love it and I think Julie would too if you would just take off your towel so we don’t feel like we are imposing on you, right Julie? That is if you are not too shy to be naked in front of two teen girls.” I said,
“Well girls, the offer sounds amazing and no I’m not too shy, but you are both pretty young and I could get in a lot of trouble if anyone ever found out. With me being old enough to be your grandfather, the authorities would look very harshly on me being naked and alone with you girls in my house. I’ve only known you for a couple of days and as much as I would love to be naked while you girls were here, I’m still a little nervous. You understand, don’t you?” Julie said,
“Listen Mister, you may be much older but you are still a sexy man. Jennifer and I just watch you jacking off through your open back door that I’m pretty sure you left open intentionally so you could expose yourself to us. After that, do you think we would be over here offering to let you go naked in front of us if we wanted to get you into trouble? I don’t think so. OK, the discussion is over. I’m taking your towel off. If you want to stop me you will have to ask us to leave and we promise we will never tell anyone what we saw. You know if we wanted to we could blackmail you and make you do it. After all you did expose yourself to us while you were jacking off. And by the way, I don’t know about Jennifer but that was the hottest fucking thing I have ever seen. Now give us that towel.”
I told them they were right and I had set it up where they would catch me jacking off and I had not cum that good in a long time. I took the towel off and handed it to Julie and her and Jennifer just stood there staring at my now completely rock hard cock and very swollen balls. Jennifer spoke first and asked,
“Could we please sit on the sofa and you let us touch you all over your stuff. If it feels half as good as it looks it will be amazing. Julie was just bull shitting. There is no way we would ever blackmail you and we would love it if you would teach us how a woman makes a man feel good. If you would do that for us we would love you forever and do anything for you that you want. Julie and I noticed yesterday that you were all shaved down there. That looks so cool. I bet your skin is so soft while your cock is all hard. I also have the craziest urge to kiss your cock right where your juice is leaking out. Am I being to nasty and gross?”
As I escorted them over to the sofa I was so excited my cock was throbbing up and down with every heartbeat and pre-cum was leaking out and dripping down on my legs as I walked. The girl’s eyes were glued on my cock and balls the whole way. As we sat down on the sofa, with the girls on each side of me, I told them they could touch me anywhere they wanted and as much as they wanted. I told Jennifer that she wasn’t being too nasty at all if she wanted to put her mouth on my cock. That was one of the ways that a woman showed a man how much she cared for him. I said she should be careful though. My big guy really loves young girls and he may not be able to control himself. I told her if she wasn’t careful he would squirt right in her mouth. Then the girl’s hands were all over my cock and balls and I was in dirty old man’s heaven. I couldn’t believe how soft their hands were. Jennifer quickly discovered that if she gave my very sensitive cockhead a little pinch my cock would jump big time. She and Julie thought that was the greatest.
I told them I wanted to show them something else and asked Julie if she would go into my computer room and get my cockring for me. She was closest and I told her it was the first door on the left down the hall. I said it was a small yellow tube looped around with a small ball connecting the two ends and it was on my computer desk. Julie was back in a flash and handed it to me and I slipped it down over my cock and stretched it over and pulled my fat balls through it. I pulled the two ends down through the ball to snug it around the base of my whole package and told the girls to watch closely. I don’t know why I did that. Jennifer and Julie hadn’t taken their eyes off my cock and balls since we sat down. In just a few seconds wide eyed Jennifer said,
“My God Julie, look how it’s swelling up. I didn’t think it was possible but it’s getting any bigger. Look how the veins are all popping out and the head looks like it’s going to burst. And look, there’s more juice coming out. You dirty old perv. I bet you had this cockring on earlier when you let us catch you jacking off and yesterday when you were flashing us with your thin shorts on, didn’t you? You like young girls like Julie and I, because you know we haven’t seen anything like this before and are going to want to look and touch all we can, don’t you? Once you flashed us yesterday and we saw how big you cock is you knew we would want to see more, didn’t you? You are such a dirty old man to let two very young innocent girls like Julie and I come in your house and see you naked and let us touch you all over your stuff and I just love it. Don’t you Julie?
Julie had a huge smile on her face and both her hands were now massaging my swollen balls and she said,
“Oh Jennifer, look how fat his balls have gotten. They feel all warm and I can feel them moving inside his sack. The skin is so soft on them it is like velvet. My whole body is on fire with excitement with you letting us touch you like this. I dreamed about this last night and this is exactly what I dreamed I would do if you let us see you naked. God! This is way more fun than I ever could have imagined and even more than in my dream. Is your pussy tingling too Jennifer?”
Jennifer’s hands had found my cockhead again and she was telling Julie that it took both her hands to reach all the way around it. She said her pussy was tingling too and said she didn’t think she could take much more without taking care of her. She started running the fingertips, of her two index fingers, on the underneath side of my cock and around to the top where my cockhead was all flared out and joined my shaft. Her fingertips felt electrifying as she slid them back and forth around my cock. They were touching the very sensitive skin where my shaft joined my cockhead and it was driving me crazy. I asked her where she had learned to do that. I said I had been with a lot of women and none of them had ever done that to me. She said she had never touch a cock like this before and she noticed how shinny and smooth the skin looked under the head and she just wanted to feel it. She said it felt like silk and really hoped I wouldn’t make her stop. As I assured her she could do it as much as she wanted, I noticed that the girls had worked up a rather large glob of pre-cum on my cockhead right over my pisshole. Jennifer was leaning in close as she massaged around my cockhead and said,
“That’s mine!” and she leaned over and put her lips over my pisshole and started sucking on just the tip of my cockhead. I moaned in ecstasy as she sucked for almost a minute. She rose up and told Julie she should try it. She said my juice tasted really good. Julie said she would love to but Jennifer had taken it all. I put my index finger and thumb at the base of my cock and milked it up and another even larger glob of pre-cum oozed out of my pisshole. Julie was on it in a flash and she sucked about half my cockhead into her mouth and started really sucking on it. She was flicking her tongue back and forth over my pisshole and sucking like crazy. She was showing no signs of stopping and now Jennifer’s fingers started moving faster around the base of my very sensitive cockhead. I told them that they should stop because I was losing control and my cock was taking over. It was like the girls were in a dream world and totally absorbed in what they were doing and didn’t hear me.
The very intense tickling hit my cockhead like a hammer and rushed down my cock and into my balls like a tidal wave. I felt the muscles around my prostate contract so hard it almost hurt. The first rush of cum hit me so fast I didn’t have time to pull Julie off my cockhead. My cum exploded out of my pisshole into Julie’s warm soft mouth and she gagged like crazy and came up off me choking. My second squirt hit her in the face before she could rise all the way up. Jennifer realized what was happening and kept stroking my cockhead as she aimed it at her legs. My body was jerking uncontrollably as two more squirts went across Jennifer’s bare legs. As she kept stroking my swollen cockhead my cum kept oozing out of my pisshole, running over her hands, down my cock and onto Julie’s hands that were still massaging my balls. I finally stopped cuming but the girls were still engrossed in what they were doing. In the aftermath of my orgasm the intense tickling in my cockhead,,, Jennifer’s hands were causing, was unbearable. I reached for her hands and slowed them to a snail’s pace and my hands on hers was like I had awakened her from a dream. She said,
“I’m so sorry. Was I hurting you? I didn’t mean to. I just got so lost in watching you cum like that. Does every guy cum that much? Does it taste as good as your other stuff?”
Before I could answer any of her questions she was licking my cum off her hands. Julie followed suite and was licking it off her hands and said,
“I am so sorry I rose up and stopped sucking you. It’s just when your first squirt hit the back of my throat so hard, it gagged me big time. Your stuff really taste good and next time I will let you shoot your whole load in my mouth.” Jennifer said,
“Hey! I get to do it next time. I couldn’t believe how much you were squirting and when your hot stuff shot across my legs my pussy exploded. My shorts and panties are soaked I came so hard.”
Julie said she did too, but they had better get cleaned up and get some homework done on my computer or their mom and dad wouldn’t let them come over anymore. After we got cleaned up the girls asked me if I would stay naked and come into the computer room with them in case they needed any help. Of course I said yes if they would keep their minds on their homework. I told them I really love having them over and would hate it if their parents stopped them. I said next time they came over, if they wanted, I would return the favors they had given me today. The girls were trying to get me to tell them what but I said they would have to wait. They still couldn’t keep their hands off me and each one of them kept playing with my now hard again cock and balls as the other worked on my computer..

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( “Let’s Make Our Boss Horny” )

(“Let’s Make Our Boss Horny”)
__Sis and I worked for a rich lady. ‘Marquette Lindsey Dumont‘, or ’Maggie’. We had heard talk about her paying ‘big’ money to a brother and sister to perform incest sex acts in front of her. It was just talk, but sis and I wondered about it.
I’m Bud and my sister is Cris. First of all, I should tell you that Cris and I first started having sex when we were young. It started when I grabbed her one day and felt her new little titties. We giggled as she pulled away and the chase was on. She liked the attention and I liked feeling her tits.
Each day after school we did more grabbing, feeling and laughing
but we were both getting horny doing it, and we liked that. One afternoon She flashed her little tits at me and I ran and caught her. We ended up on her bed and the feel fest began. I lifted her sweater up to feel her bare tits, and she stuck her hand down my shorts to feel my rising hardon. Our giggling now turned into just ‘out of breath’ holding and feeling each other. Quietly I started sucking on her tits. She started jacking my hardon. We both got real sexually excited and then she turned around and pulled my shorts down. Now her skirt was in my face. I lifted it up and pulled down her panties and took them off. She started kissing my hardon. I felt her nice pussy and licked it.
We kept this a secret from every one, mom and dad never did know what we were doing. Each afternoon when it was clear, we got hotter and did more each time. Cris this time put my hardon in her mouth as she jacked it. I put my finger in her pussy and started licking her clit real good. It built up and I warned her I was going to cum. She didn’t stop but jacked faster. She pushed her pussy tight to my tongue as I let go with a wonderful cum and she moaned with an orgasm. It was both our first time at doing this. You never forget the first time.
Now we both want to have full sex. That night we were both going crazy waiting for a chance to fuck. Mom and dad decided to go out late that night to a club. The minute we heard that door close and them leave
.I went in her bedroom with my robe on. She was under a sheet in her bed
naked. I took off my robe as she pull over the sheet. Our hearts were pounding as I got on top of her wide open legs. I licked her wet pussy first and then moved up.
She guided my hardon in her pussy. We were in heaven. Cris moaned as we fucked furiously faster and faster. Her legs held mine tight as we thrashed with excitement. I held her sweet tits as my hardon exploded in her. Her body and moans told me she had a climax. Her pussy could squeeze my hardon and another cum was building up. We started in again. We learned all about passion that wonderful night. We were dizzy from fucking and kept going. We both came again and it took us to heaven again.
I looked at the clock
.1am. All quiet in the house. Maybe time for one more hot fuck. We went for it. She got on top of me this time and rode me like a wild fucking machine. I shot cum in her and our juices came out and all over us.
I woke up somehow in my own bed. My hardon was still hard but a little sore. I see Cris tip toe in and kiss my face and quietly leave.
The was our first time and we love the memory of it.
—-
When I interviewed for Ms. Dumont I had already heard the sex act story. The interview went normal at first, but then she ask some unusual questions. “Do you have any sisters?”
Right then I tailored my answers to fit her curiosities. “I have one sister a year younger than me. We are ’very’ close and best friends.” Maggie (Ms. Dumont) tried not to be excited about my answer, but her hands and a little squirming were a dead giveaway. She pressed more about me and my sister. I let her know that we were a very ’loving’ brother and sister and I think she is a ’very sexy’ girl. Maggie squirmed and said: “Oh
ask her if she would like a job here?, because if she does I would love to have you guys work here. You both sound so nice.”
That did it and now we both work there for her. Of course
. I filled Cris in on everything. Maggie moved fast to have a nice private talk with us in her den. We had let her see us holding hands and kissing when we knew she was peeking at us. We sat on the couch together holding hands as she started her ‘private talk.’
Maggie was only about 22 yrs old, about 5’2” and beautiful. She had nice full tits, long reddish hair and a very sexy shape. She had on a short white robe. She told us about her not having any brothers and sisters and how lucky we were to have each other. She said she loved the way we showed affection for each other and ask us if we’d like to make some big ’extra’ money.
Here it came. We were sure where she was headed with this. She ask us to keep this top secret
.but she liked to watch us show affection to each other
and 
.If we agreed
.we could show it while she watched and do anything we wanted to each other
including
’making love‘, she called it.
She reached in the desk drawer and pulled out a stack of money, and set it on the arm of the couch. I saw $100 dollar bills. We smiled and said ’oh yes, we would like to do that for her.’ She said we have time now, if you like to start.
Maggie smiled big and we wondered what she was thinking
..,we could have never guessed.
(“
these two are perfect for me. Daddy told me the day would come when I would get the thrill of a brother and sister closeness I missed out on. I loved incest and daddy knew it. To have a brother and sister to play sex with was something I would never have
but this was close enough to get me started to the arousal I loved.
I have every kind of adult toy there is, but the real thing is the best. I can’t wait to get my hands on his hardon and play with it myself. I’d like to do some hot feeling on her too. That first couple had to move away before we got into what I really wanted, but now I’ve found a replacement for them. It looks like a ’go’ with them and it’s starting now
.”)
With the sight of the big hunk of money, Cris and I were all excited and that made us very horny. Without discussion, we knew what each other wanted too. To have someone watch and pay us to have the sex we already enjoyed was a real turn on. We started in kissing and getting real hot instantly. We undressed each other slowly feeling us all the way. Maggie watched so intently and started feeling her own big tits, the one hand went inside her short robe and she began to play with her pussy.
What a fucking turn on for Cris and I. She was making us hot as we made her hot. As we lay down now all naked and feeling and kissing, Maggie stood up and came over and sat by us to watch us closer. Her robe was now open and she had a body to die for. As Cris and I lay side by side Maggie started feeling our legs. Her warm hands felt very sexy rubbing them and working them up higher and higher. We just knew she wanted to join in. We pull on her robe to take it off.
She stood up, dropped her robe and lay beside us. We started our threesome. Feeling, kissing, moaning and I had the biggest hardon I could remember. Her and Cris went down jacked it and slowly put their heads down and started kissing it. I now had my hands in two wet pussy’s and began to lick them both. Switching from one to the other as I felt two tongues on my hardon. Maggie was getting real hyper and moaning as she grabbed my hardon and started jacking it as she sucked on it. Cris and her felt each others tits and played with their nipples. I knew Cris and she was excited as her pussy moved to me back and forth. Maggie just took over and pushed her clit up and down in my tongue.
The moans told everything. I had to cum and cum big. Maggie deep throated me and moaned. I exploded a shot a big load in her mouth. Cris’s pussy squirmed and climaxed as she licked the overflow of cum. My hardon seemed to have a mind of it own as it pumped over and over again. The girls licked all of it and I watched their tongues touch as they savored it.
Cris’s pussy was now at my lips as was Maggie’s. They pushed their pussy’s close together and moaned as I licked both their clits
.
This was just our first threesome? OMG
what a way to start off
.
We all showered together and relived what had happened. Maggie was in her own personal heaven as she washed us both and we all felt our soapy slick bodies. We were her own personal brother and sister

On the weekend Cris and I talked about all the things we wanted to buy
but
.planning the next session was the most exciting.
On Monday, work as usual. We wondered what Maggie was up to now
..we soon found out what she had been thinking
.
“I had plans for my two workers. I had one fantasy un-fulfilled that I wanted to do. I had always wanted to know what it would be like to have your brother really put the pressure on you to have hot sex with him
.to have the burning desire to have the ’taboo’ sister that he saw all the time, sexy, big tits, and played coy to his lusty looks and advances. He would know he could not ever have sex with her, and that, of course would make him want her more.
His sister would taunt him in sly ways. She would let him catch her making out with her girlfriend, kissing, laying naked and feeling each others bodies. I always wanted a brother to get to point of attacking me with desire and want me so bad
he would just have to have me. The passion would be as high as they would ever experience.
Bud was going to be my fantasy brother and show me how it would feel to have a brother unleash his passion for his sister
.me.
I choose Cris to explain it to and pass it on to Bud. When I told her she got all turned on and hot as I laid it all out. She said I was the first woman she had ever had any bi-sex with and said it really excited her. I had some bi-curious feelings for her and we went in my bedroom to ’practice’ for my fantasy with Bud. Cris’s young body excited me and we lay on the bed and let our curiosities flow out. We both got really aroused and off came our clothes. It was both our first real time to play sexually with another female
and such a ‘no no’ thing in my family.
I knew sisters fooled around with each other and now I was going to experience it. We only had 30 minutes to practice, so I turned 69 and we had at it. We got ourselves moaning instantly. I licked her pussy and sucked her clit as she did mine. Here came the orgasm’s as we jolted and squirmed with the hot thrill. Our fingers massaged inside our pussy’s and enjoyed the hot sex play. We would do a lot more later
. But I wanted it in front of Bud, to arouse him to the maximum I wanted him to have to have sex with me
”
On the drive home Cris laid out what Maggie wanted. It sounded super hot to me. I just wanted to fuck Maggie bad already, so this sex play would be a great turn on before we had hot sex. We were getting paid to do this?
.Cris and I were so turned on, we wanted to stop the car and fuck right now!
As the days went by Maggie and I exchanged looks of pure lust. This girl knew how to tease a guy. It was fun and a real turn on. Rubbing past me in a hallway, the sexy looks and touching her own body as I watched. Now her and Cris started in when It was clear. Quick feel ups, a passing quick kiss and tit feel. Rubbing each others pussy’s for a few seconds knowing I was watching. I had to wear tight underwear with a hardon all the time.
Friday and walked in the kitchen to find Cris and Maggie with their dresses up and tribbing in the corner. Rubbing their pussy’s slowly together. Her cook was out shopping and they took advantage of the time to fool around and let me catching them. I walked slowly towards them with a straight face
.they giggled and darted away down the hall. I went after them.
They started in again in the living room, kissing and feeling
.I said: “Maggie, I want you, your coming with me.” She started panting with excitement as Cris sat down to watch. “I can only take so much, and now your mine.”
I thought Maggie was going to faint. She backed into a corner and didn’t move except to gasp for air. “
now Bud
control yourself, you may be my brother, but you know you can’t have me because 
(pant)
I’m your sister
.Bud
don’t look at me that way Bud
” she said. Cris is loving all this and rubbing her pussy on the couch.
I walked up to her wide eyes and kissed her. She said: “Oh Bud, maybe we better talk, you don’t kiss your sister like that
it’s
it’s.. just not done..” I held her wrists
then raised them up high against the wall. I pressed my body against her big tits. I really tongue kissed her this time. I had never seen a girl this hot before. She whimpered and gasp for air. I pressed my hardon tight against her pussy. She began to purr like a kitten as her arms went around my neck. She was drunk with happiness and her tongue and lips glided over mine as she pulled me in tight to her. Her body was like on fire with heat.
I picked her up and told Cris: “Follow me.”
Into to the big master bedroom we all went. I laid Maggie on the bed and started ripping her dress off. She squirmed as she liked the fire in my eyes showing my desire for her. I ripped all her clothes off and I slowly got naked while staring at her. Cris got naked and lay on the bed to watch. I held Maggie down tight and kissed her like it was a first brother and sister kiss. She moaned
.”
oh god Bud
.we can’t 
what if
(gasp)
 mom and dad find out.”
I kissed her and filled her mouth with my tongue. She purred and moaned again. I felt her tits firmly and then put her legs up on my shoulders. Now it was my time to tease. I let the head of my cock tease thru her bush and tease her pussy. “Dam you Bud
.you know a girl can’t take that! Put it in Bud
Put it in!.” I eased my cock in her slowly to watch her squirm and pull on me. I said: “Sis, this is so overdue, your mine now and you’ll like it, won’t you sis.”
“..yes ..yes I will, just do it now!” When I got my cock all the way in her wet and very hot pussy, she began to moan steady
.”
oh god
oh god
Bud
oh my god
take me Bud
oh
yes
yes
yes! “
“Maybe you want Cris to fuck you instead of me?” “NO…Bud fuck me now baby
now!”
She became pretty wild and made passion noises of pure pleasure. I pushed my cock in her deep and speeded up. I let her moan to her hearts content. Cris joined us and felt our bodies as we started really fucking hard now. Ahhh the sound of slapping of bodies together is so hot to fuck by, It just drives me wild. Cris is kissing our faces to add to the driving passion we were creating. Maggie was bucking like a wild animal in heat. I now had to cum. It crowds out your memory it’s so intense. Cum started flowing out in a steady stream from my cock and into her pussy. Her body twisted and her pussy pulled on my cock to get it in deeper.
I lost reality and became an animal myself. I realized that Cris’s moved and her pussy was right in my face and she was humping my lips and moaning too. We all shook and I just couldn’t get enough of Maggie’s pussy.
Off the scale is all I could think
beyond all passion as I couldn’t stop fucking her and licking Cris’s wet pussy at the same time.
——
I woke up with my cock in Cris’s pussy. Small spasms were squeezing my cock. Maggie was laid out spread eagle in the huge bed
sound asleep with a beautiful look of contentment
.
——
Today
.Cris and I live in Maggie’s mansion. She had a document made up saying we were now her:
“Official Brother and Sister“
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Cheerleader Leah

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My Gay Sex Life: Chapter III

Third part is here as i promised it to be, this series is based on a true story, the names are the same, but the exact order is messed up and some events are ‘exaggerated’ to make it sexier. Enjoy 🙂

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The physiotherapist

When I’d visited my sister on the east coast, some couple of years ago, she’d told me of a scandal which had filled the newspapers at the time. It was the case of a man, a builder by trade, who had been posing as a physiotherapist, and had been molesting women.
I remembered it quite clearly. My sister had related all of the juicy details. The man had simply rented a small office, put an add in the local newspaper, and been very selective in the “clients” that he chose, telling others that he worked at the hospital and only did consulting after hours, and that he was simply too busy to see them.
At the time, my sister and I had searched out an old newspaper, and had found his advertisement:
Dr Radinov, Professional Physiotherapist ……. after hours appointments only. Phone XXXX XXXX
Now I couldn’t believe my eyes as I looked at the almost exact advertisement in our own local paper.
My sister had told me at the time, that the pervert had simply disappeared, and that the police had no idea where he was. Had he come way over here to the west coast? I supposed that it was certainly far enough away, and it was a good two years ago since he’d tried his perverted deception.
The idea tempted me. Dare I do it? I suppose that it would be exciting just to phone; I wouldn’t go if I thought it risky.
I picked up the phone and was almost trembling with sexual excitement as I dialled the number.
Brrr, Brrr, the phone rang.
There was a short delay, then a male voice answered: “Dr Radinov speaking.”
I trembled and thought of hanging up, but then spoke up: “Hello, I wonder if it would be possible to make an appointment.”
“Hmm, I’m extremely busy,” the voice replied, “I work at the hospital during the day, and only treat patients in the evening.
It had to be him, I thought. He hasn’t even changed his story one bit.
“Can I just take a few details,” the voice continued, “let’s see …. female,” he said as if checking off a list. “Age?” he asked.
“Eighteen,” I answered.
“Not married I suppose?” he asked with a chuckle.
“No.”
“No of course not at your age, ….. er, ….plenty of boy friends though I suppose?” he tentatively added.
“Well, no actually.”
“What, not even one,” the man’s voice asked.
“No,” I again answered, trying to sound a bit sad.
“Well, that’s getting away from the issue, isn’t it,” he laughed. “What problem do you have?”
He caught me off guard, because strange though it may seem, I hadn’t actually thought of what to say was wrong with me.
“A sore leg,” I answered, saying the first thing that came to mind.
“What area of the leg?” the man’s voice asked.
“My thigh,” I answered, beginning to feel sexy, then added, “more up into the groin.”
My hand slipped up under my skirt. I slid a finger into my now slippery pussy.
“Have you had anyone massage it for you …… your mother, sister …. a friend?” the man enquired in what I thought an odd voice.
“No, I have no one who I could call on to help,” I answered, trying once more to sound sad.
You don’t live at home with parents?” the man’s voice questioned, almost sounding excited.
“I’m a student. I rent a small room,” I answered, then added, “I have no family.”
“Well I think that I could just squeeze you in,” the man said, sounding pleased. “Er … I don’t suppose that you could come now? I have a cancellation,” he told me.
I asked where his consulting rooms were, and on being told, I said that I could be there in half an hour’s time.
Hanging up, I laughed to mysefl – what questions to ask just to treat a sore leg – parents, friends, age, where I live – he was certainly choosing his victim carefully.
______________________________________________________
I hurriedly put on my sexiest underwear, consisting of a pair of white lace pants that were only little more than G-string size; a pretty little half cup bra, though I supposed that he wouldn’t get to see that; and a white, cotton top which clung quite suggestively to my small breasts. To complete my outfit, I wore a shortish, slightly flaired skirt, with heeled sandals, of which I’d been told looked sexy.
Getting off the tram at the location that I’d been directed to, I found the well lit building on the corner. In the lobby I perused the office directory, and saw a small, printed sign, simply with the words: Dr Radinov.
Almost trembling with excitement, I alighted from the lift at the sixth floor, and was confronted by a door with the same small, printed sign: Dr Radinov.
I knocked and pushed the door to go in, but found that it seemed to be locked.
It wasn’t until then that I wondered how safe this was, but the door opened, and a middle aged man, short and stocky, and somehow looking nothing like a health professional, though wearing a white coat, stood holding the door open. “Come in Yvonne,” he said in a friendly enough tone.
I stepped into what was a quite tiny room, the furnishings of which consisted of a desk with a few medical books prominently displayed, a chair, a narrow, white sheeted examination bed such are as found in doctor’s rooms, and other than that, a couple of physio charts hanging on the walls.
The “doctor” offered me a chair, then sat himself behind the desk.
For a moment he seemed at a loss as to how to approach the situation, but then he half asked, half stated, “you live by yourself, you mentioned?”
“Yes,” I said, intent on making him know that I wouldn’t be telling anyone about this little exploit, “I just rent a room, and have no really close friends that I confide in.”
“Well yes, that’s fine, there’s plenty of people who keep to themselves,” he said, standing up and obviously relaxing somewhat.
He asked about my sore leg, so I spun a story.
“Let’s have a look,” he said, beckoning me to stand up.
He then squatted down, taking my calf in both hands, and slowly moving his hands upwards, pretending to be feeling my leg structure.
In the hands of a real doctor, this wouldn’t have had the least sexual significance, but in the hands of this pervert, I was filled with sexual excitement, not that I expected it to go past the touching and looking stage.
At first he seemed uncertain just how far to feel me, being happy to fondle from my calf to half way up my thigh, but then he eventually gained confidence and holding my thigh with both of his hands spread around it, he pretended to be intent on feeling the muscles and tendons as he moved his hands around, squeezing lightly, and gradually moving further up my thigh, an inch at a time.
After some minutes he was squeezing and feeling my thigh right up towards the top, and I could just feel his wrist slightly brushing against the mound of my pussy.
The hem of my short skirt had simply lifted with his hands as he had moved upwards.
“Hmm,” he said, pretending to be deeply absorbed, “I can feel some tightness there – is it tender?
“Um,…. perhaps just a little,” I answered softly, trying to control my voice and not sound excited.
The “doctor” now stood up from his squatting position before me. “I’ll just check your spine,” he told me, “quite often pain radiates to different parts of the body, and where you feel the pain is not necessarily where the problem is.”
He got me to lie face down on the examination bed, and he then, pulling my top up just a little from the waist, began lightly, with a hand either side of my spine, feeling and massaging.
“Can you just pull your top up a bit,” he asked after a minute, “I don’t want to stretch it.”
I lifted myself slightly on one arm, and pulled my top up above my bra to around my armpits, then sunk back down onto the bed.
Continuing up my back and reaching my bra strap, he then said, in what I thought sounded a slightly husky tone of voice, “can you just undo your bra strap for me.”
I reached back and unclipped the two hooks. He continued caressing, up and down my back, from the back of my neck, right down to the waistband of my skirt.
Again his slightly husky voice came: “would you undo your skirt please.”
Oh God! I felt so very sexy. I quickly undid the hooks and small zipper at the side.
I felt his hands moving down onto my waist and lower. I thought of how this man, posing as a doctor, was really just a builder feeling and touching me – a perverted deviant, a lecherous creep.
I hardly knew what I was saying, but I heard myself saying that “I should have taken my skirt off, that it will be getting all creased.”
“Yes,” the pervert “doctor” agreed almost too readily, “it probably would be best.”
I half knelt up on the narrow bed. My small top was still scrunched up around my armpits, and my bra still being undone, hung loosely from the shoulder straps, and I could feel that my breasts were half exposed .
I could feel my face flushing profusely, and kept my gaze down, but knew the the “doctor” would be having a good look at my naked breasts.
Pulling my skirt down over my legs, I slipped it off over my feet, and tossed it towards the nearby chair, having no idea whether it landed there of not, so quickly did I lay back down to hide my extreme embarrassment.
It was indeed extreme embarrassment, but it was also extreme lustful excitement.
I knew that I must be such a sight, laying there face down, with only those tiniest of panties that only covered the crack of my buttocks and nothing more.
“I’ll just give you a good all-over massage, and that might take the soreness away in your leg,” I heard the “doctor” telling me.
I felt him pulling my top off over my head and shoulders. “I don’t want to get oil on this,” I heard him saying by way of excuse. Then it was my bra being slipped off over my arms.
Oh God! I wished that he would pull my pants off as well.
I lay there, my heart pounding. His large, now oily hands gliding all over my back.
My pussy was so wet that I wondered whether I might leave a wet patch on the sheets.
His hands now slid right down onto my buttocks, slithering over me, then with a hand spread on each cheek, he pressed and massaged, before then sliding his hands down over the backs of my thighs.
I lay there, face down, almost panting with lustful feelings. On and on it went with him fondling and massaging every inch of the back of my body. Oh how I longed to roll over and give myself to him to do what he wished with me. But oh, I dare not do that.
I would have kept laying there, loving what was happening to me, but eventually he said, in a somewhat odd tone, that I had best get dressed.
I sat up and swung my legs off the bed and stood up, letting him see my nakedness.
I dressed myself, keeping my gaze downcast in embarrassment.
When I was fully dressed, the “doctor” told me that there wouldn’t be any charge, that he really only handled the few patients of an evening, as a free service to students and such like myself. He asked me not to mention it to my friends, as otherwise he would be flooded with people wanting free treatment.
I assured him that I wouldn’t tell anyone.
“Would you like to come again tomorrow?” he asked almost eagerly, “I’m sure that it would help get rid of that soreness in the legs.”
“Yes, if you would,” I answered, probably sounding equally as eager.
“I can fit you in tomorrow night at the same time,” he told me.
I glanced at the clock on the wall of the foyer as I was leaving. I’d been there well over an hour.
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The next night I wore different, but similar, clothes. I was there right on the stroke of eight o’clock.
“Come in Yvonne,” the doctor greeted me in a completely relaxed manner, in contrast to his tentativeness of the night before.
“How are your legs after the massage?” he enquired.
I told him that the treatment had done me lots of good.
“We’ll continue the same treatment,” he said eagerly, “undress and hop up onto the bed.”
I undid the few top buttons of my light blouse, and pulled it up over my head. I then reached behind my back and, deftly unclipping my bra, unashamedly took it off so that my breasts were exposed to the “doctor’s” gaze. I then slipped my shoes off, and slid my skirt down over my legs, then stepped out of it.
I stood there naked all but for a little pair of semi-transparent pants, through which I knew that the rest of my body would be able to be vaguely seen.
After climbing up onto the bed, and once more laying face down, the lecherous “doctor” wasted no time in going to work with oil and massaging hands.
On and on, all over my back, my buttocks, and my legs, did he massage and fondle.
Perhaps he had planned it out, or perhaps it was just a spontaneous thing, but one way or the other, after some time, he told me to roll over onto my back, so that he could do the front of my thighs.
I was thrilled at the suggestion. My heart was pounding with excitement as I rolled over.
The “doctor” stood down near my feet, and used both hands to firmly massage my thighs, while the whole time looking gloatingly at my naked body.
I closed my eyes and relaxed.
Each leg he did for some time, then I felt his hands on the insides of my knees, just putting a little pressure to spread my legs slightly. I didn’t resist.
Now the massaging was with a hand on each thigh, with his fingers slipping through the copious amount of oil, right down the insides of my thighs.
“Should I massage your groin to get rid of that tenderness there?” I heard him softly asking almost in a whisper.
I answered with the single word “yes.”
He was pulling my pants down.
I was naked.
He spread my legs a little more. I knew that my pussy would be gaping open and that he would be looking lustfully at it.
His hands now slithered between my legs, his thumbs sliding across my groin, his hands pressing against my vulva. I was panting lustfully.
“Is that good?” his voice reached me.
“Mmmm, lovely,” I sighed.
All pretence was now gone. His fingers slithered through my wet, slippery pussy, then began exploring inside me. I lifted my legs, bending my knees and spreading my thighs wide open.
His mouth pushed against my pussy, and I felt his tongue lapping at my juices.
He stopped and I opened my eyes.
He was stripping naked. I saw his beautiful, large, hard cock sway out in front of him. “Do you suck?” he asked bluntly. I answered by slipping off the bed and squatting before him, taking his gorgeous cock deeply into my mouth.
He groaned and took my head in his hands, and began to slowly fuck my mouth.
“You suck like a slut,” he moaned in a rough voice. I showed that this was true by taking him right to the back of my throat.
He was moaning and groaning lustfully.
“Oooo, fucking bitch, you’ll have me blowing down your fucking throat,” he eventually gasped as he pulled his cock from my mouth.
“Get on all fours, and I’ll fuck you like a dog fucks a bitch,” he ordered.
I eagerly obeyed.
We fucked and fucked and fucked.
He pulled out and rubbed his dribble of cum onto my anus, then slowly slid his cock into that hole and began to fuck me in this third way.
I rocked back and forth, pumping my body onto his cock as he pumped his onto mine.
“Tight fucking whore,” he finally gasped, and his long, hard, grunting thrusts told me that he’d filled my body with his cum.
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Late that night we drove to my rented room.
I stuffed all of my belongings into bags, and took them to his car.
We drove to his house. This was were I was to live now. This was where I was to be his to own, to use, to treat as he wished.
This was to be my heaven.

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Queen Yavara: Chapter 10

Part 3 summary: After finding out that Yavara is the Dark Queen, Elena makes love to her and turns into a hermaphroditic hybrid of dark and high-elf. The gang is beset upon by Highland rescue agents when trying to escape Ardeni, and they are separated from Elena and Brock. Yavara leverages King Dreus to recognize her sovereignty. Leveria, learning of Yavara’s true fate, frames her mother and unwittingly subverts her beloved father to become queen of the Highlands.

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DORA THE sEXPLORER – The Perverted Bridge

This of course, is the cheesy imagination of a teen Dora. Specifically, the one where Ariel Winter played it in the College Humor 3 parter short movies in Youtube. Watch it if you didn’t! It’s a 15 minutes stupid fun! And a busty Dora. 😛
Thank you to “HornyPilot” for checking some of the grammar mistakes!