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Sudden Urges-3

Weak mannered, married man has a sudden urge that causes him to enter into a world of humiliation and depravity at the hands of his neighbor.

Breaking The Norm ch.2

I waspretty pleased with an 80% on the first chapter of my first ever short story. So enjoy ch.2 and please leave comment let me know what you think. Thanks

Hard Honeymoon

An extraordinarily masochistic newlywed spends her honeymoon vacation suffering terrible torture and cruel humiliation under the hands of her husband. A story featuring extreme cuckqueaning and over-the-top BDSM. This story is pure fantasy, and viewer discretion is advised.

The ride of her life (part 2)

“No,” she protested, “I can’t go out like this. I live here. My neighbors can’t see me like this.”
“Oh, you’re right,” he said as he adjusted her bathrobe and tied the front closed again. “There.” He said as opened the front door and ushered her out.
“But what about the house,” she asked.
“Well, this is a nice neighborhood, it should be ok.” He said. “But I did lock the door on the way out, just in case.”
As he led her out to the van, she wondered if any of the neighbors would see her and what they would think. She was blindfolded, her hands behind her back, and being lead to a strange van in her bathrobe. Well, there nothing she can do about that now. When they got to the van she heard the door open. Suddenly he lifted her up and sat her in the front seat. She felt his hands grab her left ankle and slide it toward the inside corner of the seat. Then she felt him wrap something around it. A moment later she realized her ankle had been secured to the seat. He did the same to the right ankle. Now she sat there, hands behind her back, legs spread apart and tied so she couldn’t close them. Luckily the van was high enough that no one would be able to see her spread legs. She felt his hand slide up her thigh, over her hip, and stop just above her waist. Then she felt a slight tug and heard a soft pop. He had just undone the tie on her bathrobe. She tensed slightly not knowing whether or not he planned expose her to the neighborhood. She relaxed when the van door shut. She couldn’t imagine the humiliation she would feel if her neighbors had actually saw her naked. But for a moment she felt something else. She had felt an adrenaline rush at the thought of him removing her robe. And as the rush subsided she almost felt regret that it was gone. Though she knew the humiliation would be more than she could bear, the tingly feeling she felt from the rush was nice. As they started driving she thought about all the possibilities he could have in mind. Of course she had no idea what he was up to, but the possibilities were fun to imagine.
After they had been on the road for a few minutes she realized they must be nearing the mall. They stopped at what should have been a traffic light. He reached across her and she heard the window rolled down some. Suddenly he pulled her bathrobe open, exposing one of her breasts. She felt herself turn bright red as whistles and catcalls could be heard coming from the direction of the bus stop. As the van started forward they passed the crowd of men calling out to her. She couldn’t believe he had done that. She could still feel her face blushing red at the thought of total strangers looking at her exposed breast. As they turned the corner and continued passed the mall she was glad that the seat sat back a little from the window. Nobody beside the van should see her unless they walked right up to the street as the van approached.
As they continued she felt the van turn on to the freeway. She figured they were headed north. They drove for a while and eventually took a loop on to another freeway headed west. After awhile of driving the freeway took a slight bend to the left. This let the sun shine directly on to her lap. The sun felt warm on her skin. She knew the road was slowly bending again to the left as the sun worked its way up her thighs. She relaxed as her thoughts alternated between how good it would feel to be lying under that sun improving her tan and how good he would make her feel when they reached their destination. Every now and then he would trace a finger slowly up her inner thigh, lightly over her panty-clad mound and up to cup her one exposed breast. He would gently fondle it for a moment as her breathing quickened.
Suddenly, without warning, he pinched her nipple between his thumb and forefinger, pulling and twisting until a moan escaped her lips. As they drove along the highway she heard him open the glove compartment and rummage around. She had been wondering where he was taking her and what he had in mind. She was never sure of what they were going to do next, but she had learned to trust him. He had opened up a whole new world to her by introducing her to the blindfold. By denying her sight he had awakened her imagination and heightened her other senses. She had learned that anticipation was one mother of an aphrodisiac. Suddenly she heard the unmistakable sound of a vibrator. As she listened as it seemed to move past her into the back of the van. Then it came forward over her head. It slowly moved past her face, never touching her, and down toward her breasts. It lingered there for moment, still not touching her. She could feel though as if it were giving off some type of heat. She remembered how he used it the other night and a shiver ran up her spine. Suddenly she felt it hit the seat between her legs. It bounced against her thigh and landed right between her legs not quite touching her pussy. She could feel it vibrating through the seat, just enough to tease her. As she sat there the feeling persisted and she could feel herself starting to get wet with anticipation.
They continued driving as she sat there trying not to move. She was afraid that the slightest movement would cause it to shift downward in the seat toward her pussy. And as sensitive as she felt down there now, she knew it would be worse if it slipped down and came to rest against her pussy lips. So she sat there, small shivers from the faint vibration on the seat and the memory of his touch made it almost impossible to be still.
As she was trying to deal with the feeling the vibrator was causing, he suddenly reached past her thigh and down the front of her seat. She couldn’t figure out what he was doing until she felt herself suddenly lurch. Thoughts of a car crash and the highway patrolmen finding her in this position sent a rush of fear through her mind. But just as suddenly her seat locked into place and he sat up. The van had in fact slowed down and was now picking up speed again. ‘He did that on purpose,’ she thought. She felt the sun on her breast now and realized that whole thing was just to move her seat forward. It then hit her that other drivers might be able to see her now. As they continued to drive the sun felt good on her bare skin.
Suddenly the sound of an air horn blasted off to her right. The van slowed a bit, as if matching speeds with the other vehicle. She knew she was being stared at as the truck’s horn sounded again. The small bumps that divided the lanes sounded as the van moved over one lane to the right. Again the air horn blasted, this time from the next lane. She then realized that the truck’s driver could probably see not only her bare breast, but her exposed lap. As she started to shift herself in an attempt to conceal her panties she felt the vibrator slide down along her thigh slightly. It was closer now to her panty covered pussy and she could feel its vibration through the air as well as the seat. She sat there as still as she could trying not to cause any more movement in her seat. The feeling of the vibration coupled with the fact she was being watched was starting to really get to her. She knew she was starting to get wet and wondered if the trucker would actually be able to see her panties dampen.
She suddenly jumped as his fingers pinched her nipple. That of course was the last thing she wanted to do. As her hips bucked slightly the vibrator slid the rest of the way down. Now with the tip resting firmly against her panties she could feel the vibrations directly on her pussy. The fact that this caused her hips to involuntarily buck forward again didn’t help her at all. The forward movement only intensified the contact and magnified the vibrations. She was trying to keep her hips still, but it wasn’t easy. Again the air horn sounded, reminding her that she was still being watched. It was getting harder and harder to ignore the vibrator. His hand reached under her breast, cupped it, and lifted it upward as if offering it to the trucker. Again the air horn sounded.
She was trying to keep her hips still. The vibrator was starting to really get to her. She tried to think of something else, but her mind kept coming back to the vibration between her legs and the stranger watching from the next vehicle. She had no idea how far or long they drove like that. He hadn’t touched her for some time. And the truck driver hadn’t honked for a bit either, but she could still hear the truck driving next to them. The feeling continued to build though. She knew she was fighting a losing battle; as time and again she had to fight the urge to rub herself against the toy. But her hips just kept squirming forward, trying to maneuver the vibrator into a better position as if they had a mind of their own.
Without warning he pinched her nipple again, hard. A shudder raced up her back as her body arched in response. As she moved, her hips thrust forward and up slightly. This was enough to allow the vibrator to slip forward even more. As her hips came back down the tip of the vibrator was now pinned between the seat and the bottom of her pussy. Her body rocked as a spasm shook her. As she started to just give in and try to work the toy down further with her hips she remembered the trucker. She didn’t know what to do. She had never had someone other than her partner watching her in this intimate a situation before. She wasn’t sure which was exciting her more; the position of the vibrator, him teasing her while she was blindfolded, or being watched by a complete stranger. As embarrassed as she might be she couldn’t help feeling incredibly turned-on by the whole thing. Was it just the truck driver watching her? Did he have a partner with him watching her also? Maybe he was even radioing his trucker buddies to tell them about her. The thought was starting to excite her the more she thought about it. She had never been an exhibitionist. But the thought of a stranger watching her wantonly striving to pleasure herself was becoming intoxicating. Trying not to be too obvious, but trying to position the vibrator into just the right position, she squirmed this way and that as the toy kept shifting. Just as she thought it almost where she wanted it, it would shift a little too much to one side or another.
Finally she decided she didn’t care. There was nothing she could do about the trucker and she desperately needed release. She shifted her hips again more aggressively to try and get a better position on the vibrator. It shifted, finally sliding down enough to rest firmly below her pussy with the tip not that far from her sensitive bottom. Now she began to grind downward on the toy, trying to use the vibration to her advantage. She could feel her pussy getting wet and she was sure it was noticeable. Maybe not to the trucker, but noticeable none-the-less. Another light spasm raced through her body. She tried moving her hips ever so slightly. She wasn’t sure if she could cum in this position, but she damn sure knew she was going to try. He wasn’t touching her, but she was sure he wouldn’t let her go too long before helping her over the edge. As her hips began to move back and forth, and from side to side she concentrated on the vibrator. It felt great, but it wasn’t enough to send her over the edge yet. Again and again she rubbed her hips back and forth over the toy, but to no avail. The frustration was building. Harder and harder she ground herself onto the toy, but she still couldn’t get the right position. She shifted her hips sideways to try and reposition the toy. It moved downward again slightly. This time its tip came to rest directly under her ass. Another shiver raced through her body as she came back down on the seat. Again she began to rub herself back and forth. Mashing down as hard as she could, a moan of frustration escaped her lips as she pressed harder into the seat.
“Is there anything wrong,” he asked.
The sound of his voice made her jump. “I just can’t get this thing where I want it,” she panted. She couldn’t believe she had just said that aloud, but he seemed to bring out something in her. She had never talked to her partner during sex before.
“Would you like me to do something for you,” he asked.
She took a deep breath as another shiver ran up her spine. “Is there somewhere we can pullover,” she breathed, “off the road.”
“Well we still have a ways to go yet, but I’m sure our friend over there would enjoy that very much.” He said.
Yet another shiver raced through her as she thought about the trucker following them off the highway. As she began to imagine what would happen if the trucker did pull over with them she felt him touch her. His fingers softly glided over her panties, almost down to the vibrator, then stopped. Her breath quickened as one of his fingers began to trace the outline of her pussy lips. Up to her clit and then slowly back down to the vibrator. Again and again he continued to trace her lower lips. Up and down, with only the slightest of pressure. As her breathing got heavier her hips began to slowly rock in time with the movement of his finger. She was afraid to move too fast, because she knew she was being watched, but she needed more pressure against his finger. She wished they would pull over so he could give her more attention, but she didn’t want the extra attention she might get from the stranger driving the truck beside them. She just needed his finger to press harder.
Suddenly she felt his finger entered her. As rush of passion raced up her body her hips lunged up on their own. His finger had only gone in as far as the entrance, just between her pussy lips, but had done so, panties and all. Her hips came completely off the seat trying to push his finger even deeper. And they stayed above the seat bucking several times before he removed his finger completely.
‘Hooonk, honk.’ She blushed deeply as she remembered the trucker watching her. She had been caught in a wanton act of desperate need. But the shame she should be feeling only served to fuel her inner fire. As she sat back down she realized the vibrator was gone. As she sat there catching her breath she heard the vibrator turn off. A few minutes passed before she felt it again, working its way along the wait band of her panties. Tracing back and forth until it finally slipped under the elastic band. She realized she had been holding her breath until that moment. As the toy slip under the elastic band it began moving in slow circles under her panties. Reaching all the down to the top of her pubic hair, then coming back up to the top of her panties. As the circles began to move deeper into her panties her breathing quickened. When the circles began to touch her clit her hips started to come up to meet the contact. Again and again her hips came up slightly to meet the toy as it passed over her sensitive clit.
Suddenly it stopped, right on top of her. Her hips held their slightly upraised position, quivering as she waited for the toy to continue its trek. As her hips began to lower the toy started to slide over her clit, following the line between her pussy lips. Again her hips raised up on their own as a massive shiver began to rock her body. The tip of the toy tilted downward as it followed her slit as the back end of it tilted outward stretching the waistband of her panties.
As the tip reached the middle of her pussy lips the whole thing tilted and the toy began to enter her. Now her hips came completely off the seat as her legs tightened and back straightened. As the toy continued to go up inside of her, the back end brought the waistband of her panties stretching down past her pussy, completely exposing her. A spasm rocked her body as she thrust upward toward the ceiling of the van. She held that position for several long moments until she heard the truck horn blaring again.
As she realized that the toy had entered her only so far and stopped she forced her body to relax. The truck horn sounded again, but she didn’t care. She only wanted release now. She was so close that she would do anything to reach orgasm. She was beyond caring that the truck driver was watching her. Watching her hips move uncontrollably as she came closer and closer to fulfilling her sexual desire.
Before she could sit back down in the seat, she felt the base of the toy make contact. As her hips lowered it began to push farther up into her. Just as her ass cheeks started to make contact a bolt of electricity raced through her spine and her hips shot back up. Again and again she bucked, trying to bring on the orgasm she had been working toward. Again the truck horn sounded, and again she realized it was not enough to bring her sweet release. When her hips stopped bucking, she gained control of them again and carefully brought them back down to the seat.
But when she finally sat back down the toy slid up inside her another inch. As another spasm shot through her she fought to control her body. But slowly her hips continued to grind at the toy. She couldn’t stand it any longer. She needed him to do something, anything, and do it now.
“Please,” she whispered, as her hips slowly rocked back and forth moving the toy ever so slightly.
“Yes,” he asked.
“Please touch me,” she whispered. She would do anything to have him touch her now.
As she tried to control her breathing she felt his hand on her stomach. It slid slowly up to her exposed breast and began to fondle her. Her hips began to rock a little faster as he rubbed her nipple. When he suddenly pinched, squeezed and twisted her nipple her hips came off the seat again. As she settled back down again his hand left her breast and began to slide its way down her body. As the tips of his fingers glided over her clit she almost begged him to leave them there. Softly they slid their way over her lips to stop at the base of her pussy, with two fingers resting on either side of the toy. As they rested there a moment he spoke.
“Are you ready,” he asked.
“Yes,” she said, as her breath came in ragged bursts.
“Are you sure,” he asked.
“YES,” she shouted!
“Then enjoy,” he said, as his fingers left her pussy and slid down to the base of the toy. She held her breath as she waited.
Suddenly her hips shot upward as the vibrator came to life. The sudden vibrations sent a wave of uncontrollable shivers through her entire body. She had managed to keep her hips from bucking wildly, but she couldn’t get them back into the seat. Her body was tingling as the vibrator continued to send shivers racing up her spine. She was so close she couldn’t stand it. She heard the truck’s horn again and didn’t care. She tried to imagine the truck driver watching her. She tried to see in her mind what he was seeing right now. She felt the shivers become tremors. She was sitting in a van, bound and blindfolded, almost without a stitch of clothing on and a complete stranger was watching her trembling in sexual need as a vibrator brought her closer and closer the orgasm. She couldn’t believe how powerful the picture was. Her wanton need on full display for a total stranger to watch and enjoy.
She began to shake as she imagined him watching her. Taking pleasure in her pleasure. Lusting after her. Wanting to touch her and bring her to orgasm. Grabbing her body with rough hands and bringing her closer and closer to release. She could see his hands moving over her body. She could feel them touch her most intimate places. She could feel his unshaven face as he…
“AAAAGGGHHH,” she cried out as his fingers pressed down on her clit. Back and forth he began to rub her as wave after wave went crashing through her body. And even though she’s blindfolded, the colors that racing through her vision were dazzling. Flashes of color, sound and feeling washed over her again and again. Her whole body shook uncontrollably as her hips thrust upward against his hand. Again and again she bucked her hips to release the tension inside of her.
“OOOOHHHH…MYYYYY…GGGODDD!” She wailed as a new wave crashed through her body and sent her even higher. She couldn’t breathe. Her lunges were taking in air and gasping out cries of pleasure, but it wasn’t enough. She just couldn’t get enough air. Her heart began to race and her lunges hurt as she tried to tell him. She started to feel faint as she gasped for breath.
“AAAAWWWW,” she cried out again, as the vibrator was ripped out of her pussy. It had happened so suddenly that she found herself bucking her hips at nothing. Over and over she drew in breath and gasped it out again. She realized that the trucker was still honking his horn, and had been for some time. The tremors continued for a bit as she caught her breath finally. And as the tremors subsided she still felt the occasional shiver. She was drenched in sweat, shivering slightly and still trying to catch her breath. She let herself drift with the lingering feelings, as the shivers slowly began to taper off. She awoke as the van began to turn off the highway she tried to remember where they were. She had been able to follow their route in her mind until he turned the vibrator on. She didn’t realize she had lost track of how far they had gone or even how long they had been driving. She bit her lip as another shiver moved through her body. She didn’t think they had reached the turn-off to another highway yet. As the van rolled to a stop she realized they must have left the highway.

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Bateman and Son Photography VI

Tim’s adventure continues as he falls further under the spell of the pervy photagrapher and his son as he gets measured for outfits to pose in at the tailor shop.

The Simpsons

This story is not mine just thought it was good
Don’t read if under 18 or illegal in your little corner of the world, like
you’ll listen. This should appear only on Pal’s archive site, through Pal’s
yahoo group, on Pal’s Forum… well, it basically should be wherever Pal’s
stuff is. Also in the “Wacky Ned” Simpson’s zip collections spread randomly
throughout the Internet.
This story contains mast, f/f, oral, incest, and toys. If you don’t swing
that way, stop reading. This is a PARODY, PARODY, PARODY; I don’t own any of
the characters, just “borrowing” them for the sake of the story. I AM USING
WITHOUT PERMISSION OF 20th CENTURY FOX. So don’t sue me. Please, I only have
a computer and one of those toy dogs that bounce their heads up and down, it
isn’t worth it.
Part 1 “Best of what’s around”
Edna Krabopple was through with her sex life. She was sick of a new loser
every night, and she couldn’t stand using her vibrators, she needed a real
lover. *Fuck, I have to go to parent’s night* She thought, as she finished
cumming using her trusty six-inch vibrator. She put her clothes back on, and
walked out of her single apartment with a sigh.
Parent’s nights were always the worst, with parent after parent
complaining that their son or daughter is an idiot, and trying to pass the
blame onto her. Like it’s her fault they screw this kids up and aren’t there
because they are too busy fucking the houseboy or smoking pot. Not that she
objected, but she didn’t like getting called a “lousy fucking teacher” when
the kid was half-retarded.
When she got in, she saw that there was practically twenty parents she had
to meet with. *Shit*
“Ok people, I’m going to start with last names. Abrams, come up” was all
Edna could come up with, as she had to sit through several mind numbing hours
of parent complaints.
“Ok, and last call, the Simpson’s?” She said, and then sighed. Bart was
the worst kid in her class, the local fuck-up and class clown. She saw Mrs.
Simpson come in to her room.
“Take a seat please. Is Mr. Simpson here?” She asked, trying to be polite,
but it was already 11 at night.
“Nooo, Homey went out for a drink.” Marge said in her voice that could cut
glass.
“Ok Mrs. Simpson, your son Bart” Edna started, but accidentally knocked
over a cup of coffee that held various pencils and pens the janitor Willie
left there for the children that didn’t bring something to write with. She
went to get it, and Mrs. Simpson said “Don’t worry Mrs. Krabopple, I got it”
Marge said as she went to the task of cleaning up the scattered mess. When
she bent over, Edna took a chance to notice Marge’s beautiful ass. It was
perfectly rounded, not huge but it was well pronounced, with a visible crack
in the middle. She then got a wicked thought.
“Oh, look at the time, Mrs. Simpson, I’m afraid I have to go, you see
there’s a state law that says a teacher can’t stay after eleven in school,
or else they can be fined. Would you like to discuss your son over my house
sometime?” Edna said, trying to be as innocuous as possible.
“Well, I don’t have anything planned for tonight, can we discuss it now?”
Marge said with her concerned voice as she returned the coffee cup. She
desperately didn’t want her son being a fuck-up his entire life, and she
hoped that the woman who stood here teaching her all day might have some
unique insight, and the sooner the better Marge believed.
“Sure, just follow my car to my apartment.” Edna said as she began to get
up. They walked out of the parking lot, and as Edna was driving back to her
house, she formed a plan in her mind. Get her drunk, then slowly seduce her,
it had worked with her all those years ago. *Mmmm…Lurleene* she thought as
she saw her turnoff. She turned, making sure Marge was following her, and
drove to her apartment.
“Right in here Mrs. Simpson” Edna said as Marge pulled up. Edna went to
her room, opened the door and waited as Marge made her way up. Standing at
the top of the stairs, Edna was able to see the top of Marge’s breasts as
she made her way up. *God I’d love to suck on those*
“Ok, let’s go” Marge said with a huff, she didn’t like having to be here,
she and Homer were supposed to have sex tonight, and she knew that Homer
would be asleep already. A shame, because she was really horny. *At least a
long boring conversation with Mrs. Krabopple would at least keep me from
going nuts in front of her*
Edna opened the door, and brought Marge into her house. “I’ll be right
back. Would you like something to drink?”
“Sure, I’ll have a…” Marge trailed as Edna walked away. She returned a
minute later with two glasses of wine.
“Here you go.”
“Thank you Mrs. Krabopple”
“Call me Edna
“Call me Marge then.
“Mrs. Simpson, I have to be honest, your son is distracted during my
class. Have you ever talked to him about sex before?”
“No, nonononono, it’s simply never come up before” Marge said.
“Well Mrs. Simpson, I think you should have a frank discussion of sex with
your son.” Edna said as she topped Marge’s glass. Marge had drank three
quarters of her glass, and she wanted some more. To hell with it, why should
she have to put up with this without a couple drinks.
“I want to role-play, Mrs. Simpson, I am going to ask you some common sex
questions, and you just answer them like you would to your son. Ok?”
“Shure” Marge said with an audible slur in her speech, and another drink
of wine.
“How often do you have sex?”
“Once a week”
“When was the first time you had sex?
“Seventeen.
“Are you satisfied with your husband?” She asked as she put her hand on
Marge’s thigh.
“Not nearly as much as I should.” She said. Edna took the bottle and
refilled her glass.
“Marge, have you ever had sex with a woman?”
“No”
“Have you ever wanted to?
“yes
“Then kiss me” Edna said leaning closer. Marge kissed her without
thinking, then the realization of what she had done washed away the beer, and
she realized she was kissing her child’s female teacher. And she LIKED it.
When they finished kissing, Edna said “Let’s move this to the bedroom”
and Marge just nodded, her heart racing. She was horny, and very interested,
but it was also taboo, which just made it hotter for her. When they went into
the room, Edna jumped on it, and said “Kiss me”
Marge began kissing Edna, when Edna slowly began to fit her hand down
Marge’s conservative dress, and take one of her breasts out. As she began to
play with it, Marge moaned in ecstasy, and began to get wet. Edna took off
her shirt, and her bra, releasing her large bouncing breasts. They were 38C,
and she had silver dollar nipples, which were already erect. Marge nervously
touched another woman’s breasts for the first time, feeling their mass and
their sensitivity. Edna slowly moved her mouth down to Marge’s breast, where
she slowly licked on Marge’s nipple, exciting it even further, and making
Marge moan even louder. Edna went from breast to breast, stimulating each
nipple until Marge was so wet you could screw her with an elephant.
“Enough of the foreplay” Edna said, as she slowly took her skirt off, and
saw Marge quickly drop off her dress. “Lie down on your back, and open your
legs” Edna said. Marge did so, and she was rewarded with Edna’s loving touch
down there. First she slowly began to rub one finger up and down her clit. It
was already well lubricated from before, and Marge shivered at the feeling of
someone else fondling her pussy, Homer wasn’t into foreplay, unless it was
for him, and because of which, Marge hadn’t been eaten out for years. Edna
slowly began to add a second finger, then a third. This was driving Marge
crazy, and she was getting incredibly wet and hornier. Suddenly Edna took her
hands away, and when Marge looked down, she saw Edna lowering her mouth to
her soaking hole.
Edna was licking all the juices out of Marge’s sweet pussy, occasionally
pushing away a hair or two of long blue pubic hair. She could tell this was
killing Marge, and began to insert a finger into her pussy. Marge was shocked
at the intrusion, but in the heat of lust, she welcomed it. Edna slowly began
to place in another finger, slowly finger fucking Marge into ecstasy, each
motion drawing her closer. When Edna added a third finger, it drove Marge
over the edge, and she had one of the strongest orgasms ever as she convulsed
for two minutes. While she was cumming, Edna kept pumping away, and as soon
as she finished her first, she had another strong orgasm. After those two,
she was panting.
“That…huff….was….amazing” Marge eventually let out.
“Oh, we’re not done Marge, come here and service me.” Edna said as she lay
down on the bed. Marge slowly began to lift her sweaty body, and place
herself at the foot of the bed, to begin to please Edna. She had no clue on
how to munch carpet, but she did know how to masturbate, so she slowly began
to stroke Edna’s pussy, the same way she had. Edna was getting wetter by the
moment, and she was moaning loudly. “Oh Marge, eat me out” She cried in
betwen moans. Marge didn’t know why, maybe it was a mixture of the alcohol,
her lust, or the fact her mind wasn’t in the mind it should have been, but
she lowered her tongue onto Edna’s pussy, and tasted another woman for the
first time. She was amazed at the taste, and she began to collect more and
more of Edna’s cunny honey. Marge loved the taste, and she began to lap it
up like a dog. This was killing Edna, as she hadn’t had anyone service her
in the longest time, and when Marge began to put her tongue inside her pussy,
it drove her over the edge, and as she came hard she could only say.
“Oh….Marge….fuck…you’re the best…uuuuuuhhhhhhhhhh…lover I
have….oooooooooooooooooooooooooohhhhh had!” She said as she nearly passed
out from the pleasure. It took her a couple minutes to catch her breath and
regain some composure, but as she did, she told Marge to come over.
“Marge, I want you to place your pussy at my mouth, and your mouth at my
pussy. We are gonna 69.” Marge did as she was told, and she moaned as Edna’s
lips were once again at her incredibly soaking pussy. She was going nuts as
she was eating a pussy and having hers eaten at the same time. Edna was
already riding the high she just had, and was getting closer and closer to
cumming again. She didn’t want to yet, and slowly she inserted three fingers
into Marge again. This time though, she put in a fourth, which was making
Marge go insane. She added her thumb, and in one move, inserted her whole
fist into Marge. This brought a huge torrent of pleasure and pain. The moving
hand in her pussy, constantly going in and out made Marge cum again, but Edna
didn’t stop. Instead, she positioned more of her hand inside of Marge, and
kept opening and closing her fist in Marge’s pussy, stretching her pussy out
and making her cum over and over, Marge couldn’t could the times she came
that night, but as Edna finally went on cloud nine with her orgasm. When they
both returned, they kissed right before they passed out.
Part 2 “Typical Situation”
Marge woke up in a foreign bed covered in sweat. She didn’t know what was
going on, but she was very confused. When she saw Mrs. Krabopple lying next
to her, the memory came back like a wave, as memories often do. She
remembered the kissing, the, the oral sex…and fisting? *Oh shit oh shit oh
shit oh shit* She got up and began putting her clothes back on. When she went
to put her shoes on, she woke Edna up.
“Morning lover, going so soon?”
“I am not your lover!” Was all Marge screamed as she exited the apartment.
Marge got in her car, and tried to form an idea of what to tell Homer and the
kids. She wasn’t a lesbian, she knew it, and she had always loved men. Even
though last night was really good *this can’t be happening*
Marge got drove into the house, she noticed everyone was still asleep. *No
one even noticed, what a bunch of ungrateful bastards* Marge began setting
the table and cooking, but all she could do was think about how hot last
night was. Every time she moved her legs she could feel how sore her pussy
was from last night. It was stretched, and very sensitive, she could feel
every little vibration.
Eventually the family Simpson came in, ate, and went out. Marge went about
her day, although she was coonstantly horny, and she even masturbated twice
that day, although she kept thinking of her and Edna’s crazy night right
before climaxing. *I need to break it off* she reasoned *I need to get some
closure, I’ll call her tonight* she said right after her second orgasm in
that masturbating session.
At six o clock, Marge called information and got Krabopple number. She
called her a little later, to be sure she was still there.
“Hel-lo?”
“Hi, Mrs. Krabopple..”
“Edna”
“Mrs. Krabopple, I wanted to talk to you about last night, I”
“Sorry Marge, the line is faulty, if you want to talk, you have to come
down here.” She said while imitating fuzz and she hung up the phone, pissing
Marge off.
“Kids, Homey, I’m going to the store, I might be gone awhile!”
“Ok” they said unanimously
Marge went out in her beat up car, and as she drove over small little
potholes, she began to get excited. *Focus Marge, don’t give into temptation
again* When She got at the apartment building Edna lived in, she knocked and
heard Edna say “Come in”
When Marge got in, she was amazed to see a huge box full of different
sexual toys. There were dildos, vibratos, double ended dildos, butt plugs,
breast milk pump, clit rings, nipple clamps, whips, chains, handcuffs,
bandanas, Chinese pleasure balls, and some ice. *What a cheap whore*
“There you are Marge” Edna said as she entered in a robe very loosely
covered, and a pair of Victory Secrets sexy underwear. She is also holding
two glasses of wine. “Care to join me?”
“NO! I don’t want to have a relationship with you, not now, not ever!”
Marge said, and she meant it.
“Well, if that is the case, then why did you come here?” Edna replied,
coolly and calmly “What?” Marge said perplexed “Well, I wanted to let you
know I didn’t want a relationship with you.”
“You could have left a message, or not said anything.” Edna said.
“I didn’t want to be rude” Marge said sheepishly.
“Mmm Hmm… Tell me something Marge” Edna said with a note of sarcasm.
“Ok, fine” Marge said, frustrated.
“Honestly, did you enjoy last night?” Edna said, as she cocked an eyebrow.
“Honestly…..well, it was probably the wine, but yes, if it makes you
happy, I did like last night. In fact I loved it.” Marge said a bit more than
she meant to say.
“Then why don’t you want to be with me?
“Because I’m a happily married woman!
“If you were so happy” She started as she moved closer towards Marge “Then
why did you stay?” She said as she took anther step “I think” step “That you”
step “Don’t want to” step “admit” step, she was not directly in front of
Marge “You love it more than anything you’ve ever loved before”
“Well, ummm..
“Kiss me Marge, kiss me!” She said as Marge was stumbling in between
words. Marge was excited, and after a minutes thought, she leaned in and
kissed Edna straight on the lips. When they finished kissing, Edna said
“Before we continue, I want you to admit”
“Admit…?” Marge said
“That you’re a dyke. That you love a pussy in your mouth just as much as
a dick in your pussy.” Edna said with a bit of authority.
“I…am a dyke.”
“Very good Marge, I want you to tell me something, have you ever had any
fantasies?”
“Fantasies?”
“Yeah, some people like to believe they’re banging a movie star, or that
they can screw a cartoon figure.”
“Well, some people are fucked up”
“Nonetheless, have you ever had any fantasies?”
“Well…there was this one, but…no, it’s stupid”
“No Marge, what is it?”
“I always kinda liked being dominated by someone, being someone’s sex toy,
their subservient sex slave.”
“Come over here” Edna said as she walked to her box of sex toys. She took
out 2 pairs of handcuffs, and an eight-inch dildo. “Marge, get on the bed.”
Marge did as she was told with a giggle. “Put your arms on the posts.” Marge
did, and Edna quickly attached the handcuffs, trapping Marge, and giving her
no choice as to what she can do. Edna slowly pulled off Marge’s clothing,
taking her time as Marge quivered in anticipation. Edna took the dildo, and
began to rub it at Marge’s pussy.
“Ohhh…yea…fuck me Edna…”
“What was that slave?”
“Mistress Edna” Marge cooed as Edna began fucking her. Marge was soaking
within minutes as she was living out her fantasy and being fucked as well.
Edna had six inches in her pussy, but just as Marge was close to cumming, she
took it out. Marge looked back to see what was wrong, and she saw Edna go
back and get another two pairs of handcuffs. Edna chained her legs to the
posts as well, leaving Marge’s legs and arms spread out, and open to access.
When Edna returned, Marge said “Please, please, I need release Mistress
Edna.”
“First slave, eat my cunt out” Edna said as she walked to Marge, and
lowered her pussy onn Marge’s mouth as Edna sat on Marge’s face. Marge was
going crazy since she couldn’t do anything to make her cum, meanwhile Edna’s
pussy was almost smothering her, but she loved the taste and she couldn’t
stop eating, she was in a sexual fervor. When Edna finally came, she sat
completely on Marge’s face, forcing her to eat every drop up. And eat she
did, until she was covered in Edna’s wet juicy cum.
“Now slave, you can come” Edna said as she rammed eight inches into
Marge’s pussy all at once, Marge gave a cry as the pain brought her over the
edge. Marge screamed as she came hard. Edna meanwhile went into her box of
goodies, and took out the milk pump.
“Marge, I was bored today and I went into your file in the school, and I
saw that you recently had a baby Margaret. I figured that we would be getting
a bit thirsty during this session, perhaps you could get us a drink?” Marge
couldn’t understand what Edna meant, she didn’t see the milk pump, but when
Edna turned around, and her face became pale.
“Mistress, you can’t!” Marge protested
“Shh….it’ll be all-good in a minute my slave” She said as she took the
pump to her breast. Marge moaned as it hit her already sensitive nipple, and
milk began to squirt inside. As the milk began to come in a more steady
fashion, Edna pulled a 9-inch vibrator, an 18-inch dildo, and two nipple
clamps and a clip ring. By the time she had returned, one of Marge’s breasts
was completely drained, so she got a new bottle and drained the other. While
the second was being drained, Edna placed a clamp on her first breast, making
Marge bite her lip in pleasure and pain. Edna waited for the other to fill,
and placed a clamp there. Then she went and picked up the dildo. It was 18
inches long, had a head that was 2 inches thick and the rest was an inch and
a half, and it was jet black. Edna placed it at Marge’s feet, and took out
the eight-inch dildo.
She placed the head in, and Marge cried in ecstasy. The sheer size of the
mammoth in her was turning her so incredibly on. Edna didn’t need any
lubrication, as Marge’s pussy was already wet from before. As Edna slowly
worked in the first six inches, she could hear Marge panting heavily, as
though she was working to fit it in. Edna kept pushing though, and soon she
had nine inches, half of the beast inside Marge’s stretched out and soaking
pussy.
“Marge, I just realized, you haven’t anything to do with your ass yet!”
She said as she grabbed the vibrator.
“No mistress, please!” Marge begged
“Fine, I’ll just let you suck on it” She said as she took the vibrator,
and placed it in the baby bottle full of Marge’s own milk. Then she took it,
and placed it in Marge’s mouth. Marge moaned as for the first time she tasted
her own sweet milk, and then suddenly Edna placed it on. Marge moaned at the
constant action in her mouth, as Edna resumed her work. Marge, still with the
taste of her own milk, was having her pussy violated. She could feel it
stretch out, as Edna fit another inch in, and finally she came hard again.
When she finished, Edna took out a strap on dildo, and placed it on Marge.
“Fuck me Marge, fuck me like the dirty whore you know I am! Hit me like a
grand slam in the ninth!” Marge heard, as Edna climbed on top of her and
lowered her pussy on Marge’s large strap on cock. Edna got on top and slammed
down, making the beast rub on Marge as well. Marge kept pushing back as Edna
kept slamming on the cock, trying to please Edna and also to cum herself.
Edna arched her back to fit more in her pussy, and soon she was filled with
the entire length. After a minute of this, she came with her back arched at
a 90-degree angle.
When she finished, she slid off the plastic strap on, and it was still
gleaming with her juice. Edna went back to her box of goodies and took out
another vibrator, and dipped it Marge’s milk. She then took it and placed the
tip at Marge’s puckered anus. Marge big her lip as she slowly pressed it into
the ring, and Marge cried out in passion. Marge had only been fucked there
once, Homer had wanted to try something different, but when he fucked her
there, he didn’t use any lubrication, so it hurt so bad she could barely sit
for a week. But this time she had her ass sweaty from all the fucking, and
her milk helped lubricate it as she cried out, being violated but loving
every second. After a couple of minutes, Edna had worked the entire size up
her ass, and she left it there. Then Edna took the strap on and began to fuck
Marge’s breasts. Marge was sensitive, like she always was after she was
drained, and the fact she had been having sex like this her nipples felt like
they were on fire.
As Edna continued fucking, she kept moaning harder as she was coming. Edna
took Marge’s large breasts, aand brought them to her mouth so Marge could
suck on her own breasts. Marge was so turned on as she was biting her own
nipples. When Edna finished cumming, she took a bottle of Marge’s milk and
poured it over Marge’s face and breasts, covering her in her own juice. Marge
continued to suck on her own breasts, then suddenly Edna turned on the
vibrator in her ass, making her violent cum as she tasted her breasts milk.
When she had finished, Edna began to speak.
“Slave, you now have to follow my every demand. Do you understand?
“Yes mistress.
“First, you will stop having sex with your husband. No matter what. If he
tries to, say you’ll yell rape.”
“Yes mistress.”
“Second, you will stop feeding your daughter breast milk. You will give
your daughter baby formula. You are to take your entire breast milk, keep it
preserved and deliver it to me. Not one drop goes elsewhere, understand?”
“Yes.”
“Say it”
“Not one drop goes elsewhere mistress.,”
“Good, now third you have to wear a butt plug no matter where you go,
unless you are taking a shit. Even in the shower, even when pissing.
“Yes mistress
“Finally, you have a dog, right?
“Yes mistress
“If you ever get horny, you can only fuck your dog, you can’t masturbate.
No matter what. If you do fuck your dog, you have to take his knot in your
pussy and let him blow his load in you, do you understand?
“yes mistress”
“Then go to sleep Marge, tomorrow you start your new life as a slave.”
Part 3 “Best of What’s Around”
As Marge woke again, she was still strapped to the bed. Edna was in the
other room, and she was dressing.
“Oh, I forgot about you” she said as she unlocked the handcuffs. “I have
to go for the weekend, so you can’t please me, remember the four rules.” She
said as she exited the apartment. Marge got up, placed in the butt plug, and
put her clothes on and drove home. The butt plug in her body continually
rubbed up against her pussy, and she drove home. When she got home, everyone
was still asleep, except the dog and cat, which were both running about
crazy. Marge let them out as she woke everyone up.
“I’m gonna go find the bunch of lawyers that keep trying to fuck Pal and
try to kill them all like all the gerbils on “Gerbil Genocide” on his site,”
Bart said as he put his red cap on and walked out
the door.
“I’m going to play with my friend Janey and try to find a direct
correlation between the mutated animals and the power plant.” Lisa said as
she walked out.
“I’m off to Moes!” Homer blurted out as he walked.
Marge was home alone as she began to clean. When she walked, the butt
plug kept rubbing on her, making her incredibly horny. She remembered she
couldn’t touch herself, so she continued her daily chores, no matter what.
After spending an hour on the laundry, she was about to burst, and she had a
huge wet spot on her dress. She went to put all the laundry in each person’s
room, and as she went back downstairs to start lunch, she heard scratching.
*Shit, the dog* she thought as she let the dog in. He was big and wet, it
looked like he had run through a sprinkler.
The dog noticed the spot in her dress, and put his nose there to sniff
the weird smell from between the human’s legs. When he dug his nose in,
Marge let out a gentle moan, and a wicked idea formed. She remembered that
Edna would let her fuck her dog, as long as she took the knot and let the
dog finish his load in her. She knew the dog hadn’t fucked a bitch for years,
so he would be willing. Marge brought the dog to her room, locked the door,
and took off her dress. She got on her hands and knees, and said.
“Come on boy, can’t you smeeeeeeeellll” She cried as the dog jumped on
her back and wildly began humping air. She reached back and helped guide the
dog’s 10 inch pink member inside of her gaping soaked pussy. She moaned as
the dog began to hump her wildly. His entire cock shot right into her hot
box. He pumped wildly, as soon as he did, he could feel the dog’s knot begin
to grow. She felt it, it was as big as a baseball. She moaned as it slowly
began to penetrate her, then as soon as she came, the dog slammed it all the
way in, making her cry out, which forced the dog to shoot his massive load
inside of her. The dog kept cumming and cumming for ten minutes! He
completely filled her pussy, and she felt so tight that she came again. The
dog stayed there, making sure that his bitch would have his children. She
moaned at the thought of the entire dog cum swimming around in her pussy,
trying to make her pregnant. After half an hour, the dog’s cock was small
enough to come out, with an audible “pop”. She took the dog’s dick, and took
as much cum as she could. She took all the cum and tasted it. It tasted great
to her, not as good as Edna’s honey but much better than Homer’s salty cum.
After the dog came out, Marge noticed it was still semi hard, and she got
a wicked idea. Moving her head down to the dog’s cock, she gently placed it
in her mouth, and as soon as she did, the dog’s cock grew to full strength
within thirty seconds. The dog, unused to oral sex, tried desperately to face
fuck Marge. The violence and speed of the dogs fucking both turned Marge on
and made her scared. Santa’s Little helper had his entire dick down her
throat, and his hairy balls kept banging Marge’s face. The dog let out a howl
as he came, blowing another huge load all over Marge, most of it going
directly inter her stomach, but some of it covered her face.
Marge went to the shower to clean herself off, and as she turned the hot
water on and let her hair down, it was caught on something. Upon further
inspection she found that her hair had gotten stuck on her butt-plug, and
Marge had to spend 15 minutes trying to get it cleaned off, all the while the
plug was rubbing her pussy over and over again, making her more and more
excited. When she finally finished her shower, she realized she had to make
some lunch for everyone.
The rest of the day went just the same, except for the fact Marge was
constantly horny and nearly jumped on top of any phallic symbol she could get
a hold of. Later that night, as Marge was getting ready to go to sleep, Homer
woke her up.
“Marge” Homer said softly “I was hoping we could ‘Rock the Kasbah’
tonight”
“No Homey, I don’t feel like it. I’ve got a headache” Marge was quick to
reply.
“Oh, but I wanna have sex now! Come on, please? Just a little bit?” Homer
asked in his five year old whine voice.
“I said no Homer, now go to bed!” Marge said with quite a bit of
authority.
“Awww, come on! I need this!” Homer pleaded.
“Fine Homey, just let me get myself ready” Marge said as she went to the
bathroom “Ok honey, but don’t make me wait too long, don’t let the Homey
fires…..” He started as he passed out and began to snore with a hint of
drool cascading from his open lips.
Part 4 “Lover Lay Down”
Marge couldn’t wait, she had been patient all weekend and finally her
master would be home. She couldn’t wait to be pleased by her experienced
ways. It had been tough. The dog wouldn’t walk the same for a couple of days
after she had her way, and Homer would be horny as all hell for a long time,
but she didn’t care, she made it.
About 9:00pm she got a call.
“Well hello there, say, I have some stuff for your son Bart I want to go
over, I was wondering if you would be interested in coming to my place right
now?”
“I’m on my way!” Marge said quickly as she hung the phone up and ran out
the door without even giving the family a lame-ass excuse. She sped the
entire way to Edna’s apartment, making sure she got there as soon as
possible. She carried the jug of her own breast milk, which was almost half
full. When she did enter, she found Edna wearing a leather corset.
“So slave, tell me, how was your weekend?”
“Agonizing. I couldn’t stand being away from you for so long.”
“Well then, why don’t you get a bit more comfortable?”
That was all Marge needed, she quickly shed off every garment of clothing,
except her butt plug.
“Eat me out” was all Edna said, and Marge dropped to her knees quicker
than a white house intern 🙂 Marge began to slowly lick Edna’s entire pussy,
while Edna continued to get wetter and wetter. Edna was getting incredibly
aroused, so before long Edna took a strap on and put it around Marge’s waste.
“Fuck me, fuck me hard” Edna said as Marge thrusted. Edna came hard, it
was her first in days, and she shook violently for more than a minute. When
she finished, Edna took Marge to her bed, and pulled out her double-ended
dildo out. She eased it into her, and positioned Marge to do the same. Slowly
they spread their legs out, and grabbed each other’s hands, and as they began
to push each other forward, they slowly fit it in so that it was entirely
inside of them both. As they fucked more and more, they both began to loudly
moan, and cry out in ecstasy.
Meanwhile
“What is mom doing here?” Lisa said as she opened the back passenger door
of her parents red car. She looked around for her mom, then she realized that
she was near the home of her brother’s teacher, Mrs. Krabopple. “So she was
telling the truth” Lisa said under her breath. Lisa walked towards the
building, and started looking through the windows. All she saw through the
first was the Mayor with a busty redhead, a man eating alone, and a lady with
a room full of cats.
Suddenly, Lisa heard a moan from above. She stopped and listened again,
and she heard her mom scream out. Lisa ran towards the door, and found it
unlocked. She ran into it and heard the moans louder, as well as the teachers
to add onto. She saw the door half open, and when she entered it she saw her
mother and the teacher riding each other on a pink double dildo. They were so
engrossed in the moment and they were making so much noise that they didn’t
hear for a moment the little girl come in, they only noticed when she saw
what her mom was doing, and passed out.
When Lisa came to, she was on the bed her mother and Mrs. K had been
fucking on, but there was a new sheet.
“Whaaaaa?” Lisa made out, confused
“Relax honey, you just passed out” Marge said sympathetically. She hadn’t
planned on this, and she really didn’t plan on telling her children, so she
didn’t know how to explain this to her girl.
“How long was I out for?” Lisa asked
“Almost half an hour honey” Marge said, and then watched her young child
as she remembered what happened.
“Mom, what were you and Mrs. Krabopple doing?” Lisa asked, wide eyed and
partially worried and partially intrigued.
Part 5 “What Would You Say”
“Well honey, you see, Mrs. K and I, we were, umm, uh…” Marge stumbled in
her speech, both of shame and nervousness.
“Having sex dear, we were having sex.” Edna said as she entered the room
from behind Marge’s head.
“Yes Lisa, we were, having….sex.” Marge conceded the truth.
“Ummm….I thought only a man and a woman could, not two women.” Lisa
tried to reason in her mind, she was going through a whole.
“Oh no dearie, any amount of people can have sex, from two men, two women,
a man and a woman, and a mixed pairings.
“But only married people in love are supposed to have sex I thought.” Lisa
said.
“Hah! That’s a good one Lisa. No, anyone at anytime can have sex with
anyone they want to, it’s just a matter of concession and age, and a lot of
times not those.” Edna said as though she was in a classroom. Lisa nodded her
head in agreement, this struck her as something interesting. She had heard
the boys in school say they had screwed girls, but she had always taken it as
just lies spread to increase their popularity. But now…
“So, then….can you show me?”
“Show you what honey?” Marge asked, her voice full of apprehension.
“Can you show me how to have sex?” Lisa said, unsure of the answer that
would be returned. Marge shuddered at the thought.
“Umm…honey, it really isn’t something to teach someone you’re age.”
Marge said, hoping the answer would satisfy her. It didn’t.
“If you won’t tell me, I’ll tell everyone in town” Lisa threatened. She
didn’t really plan on it, but she knew her mom would fold. She had been at
church, and even if what her mom was doing was legal, it certainly wouldn’t
go well with the church, or the town in general.
“Lisa, honey, please…” Marge started.
“No mom, I mean it!” Lisa yelled.
“Fine dear, come over here and I’ll teach you.” Edna said. She took her
robe off. “Lisa, take your clothes off, and listen to everything that I tell
you to do. Don’t question my lessons.” Was all Edna said.
Lisa quickly responded, and in under a minute she had shed her ugly dress
and shoes, and was naked in front of her mother and her brother’s teacher,
who was completely naked.
“Lisa, I want you to just lie down and wait a second.” Edna said as she
pointed towards the bed. Lisa lay down on her back. “Now Lisa, these here are
where your breasts will eventually grow. Right now your nipples are small but
soon they will grow, and respond to when someone touches them.” Edna said, as
she massaged the child’s nipples for a moment. Marge, who had been watching
the whole time, was getting slightly aroused, and she tried to cover the damp
spot that was forming in between her legs. Edna made her way down the young
girl’s body, to in between her legs.
“See this right here?” Edna said as she began to stroke Lisa’s little
clit. “This is your clitoris. It makes a woman aroused if a man rubs on it,
or if he even licks it or sucks on it. Would you like me to now dear?”
“Uhhh…” Lisa hesitated.
“If you’re not prepared for it…” Edna started
“No, please, do it now.” Lisa said. Edna slowly lowered her head to the
girls virgin lips, and began to stroke it. She continually rubbed all over
Lisa’s pussy, which slowly began to get wet. Edna suddenly stopped, and
before Lisa could see, Edna replaced her fingers with her tongue. Marge was
getting more and more turned on, as the sight of her daughter being eaten out
was making unbearably hot. She tried to hide the fact she was slowly stroking
her own now puffy wet lips, but to no avail. Edna continued, and Lisa was
building up for the first orgasm of her life. Lisa felt like she was going to
erupt, that was how bad this was hitting her. When she finally came, she came
so hard she let out what seemed like pints of her pre-teen honey all over
Edna’s lips and mouth, which she greedily lapped up like a dog.
Marge slowly walked over, just in time to see her first daughter finish
off her very first orgasm. Edna quickly grabbed Marge, and threw her on the
bed, right next to her daughter.
“Lisa, come over here” Edna said.
“No, you can’t” Marge said with a false amount of parental restriction.
She was incredibly turned on, and gave little other resistance. Lisa came up
and moved over to her mother’s open legs.
“Lisa, stroke your mother’s pussy, all over here” Was all Marge could
hear, as suddenly she felt the small hands of her daughter feeling her pussy.
The idea of her daughter feeling her pussy excited her. Over and over the
young, inexperienced hands went over her labia and clit, slowly learning the
contours of her mother’s wet cunt. Suddenly, she felt the hands disappear,
and some talking. Then a tongue was suddenly on her, making her wetter and
wetter. When she looked down she saw her daughter’s head buried in between
her legs, and that thought alone made her cum hard. Throughout her entire
orgasm, Lisa kept licking, and rubbing, which gave her smaller aftershock
orgasm. After she finished, her daughter, whose face was covered with cum,
said to her.
“Mom, will you eat out my cunt?” in her cute little old voice. Marge
couldn’t resist, and she took her daughter and placed her on the bed. Marge
went down to her child’s wet hole, and slowly began to caress it. Marge
brought her tongue out, and began to slowly lick and suck on Lisa clit. Edna
took this little intermission of hers and went into her box of goodies. Marge
never saw it coming, but suddenly Edna began to fuck her with an eight-inch
dildo. Marge moaned into her daughter’s pussy, driving Lisa wild. Lisa was
trying hard not to cum yet, she didn’t want to climax, she loved the
pleasure. With a cry, Edna filled Marge’s pussy with the dildo, making Marge
penetrate her daughter with her tongue. Lisa moaned as she came, and before
long Marge also came. This was the first time she had been fucked while
eating a pussy. It would not be her last.
“Hey, huff, what’s that?” Lisa said as she pointed at the pink strap on.
“That’s a strap on dildo dear, women strap it onto themselves so they can
fuck one another. Would you like to try it?” Edna said.
“Sure, I guess” Lisa said, as Edna brought it over to her. The strap on
was nine inches long on the end that fucked the other women, and six inches
onto the fucker.
“Before you can fuck someone with this, you have to pop your cheery. Do
you know what that is?” Edna asked like a teacher.
“That’s my hymen, but I already broke it once when I crashed my bike.”
Lisa said, remembering the blood that came out of there that had freaked her
so.
“Ok dear, let’s start” Edna said as she slowly began to penetrate the
young girl’s wet vagina. Edna took the end to Lisa’s slim opening, and slowly
began to work it inside the girls soaked hole. Lisa moaned as she had been
penetrated for the first time. She moaned as Edna inched the intrusion in
piece by piece. When it was all the way in, Edna tightened the belt around
the young girls waist. The phallic belt seemed extra large on such a small
girl.
“Lisa, go fuck you mom. Come on Marge say it.”
“Lisa hon, please, screw me. Screw me hard” Marge said. She really hadn’t
ever dreamt of having sex with her child, but she hadn’t dreamt on having sex
with a woman either.
Lisa went over to her mother, and slowly entered the tip of the plastic to
the entrance to her mother’s hole. She slowly began to fuck her, slowly at
first because she didn’t know how, but she began to quicken slightly. Edna
was getting so hot and horny that she began to cheer them on.
“Go on, fuck your mom, fill her up. Stick it in further, fill it. Fill the
hole you came from. Fuck your mom hard. Fill her slut cunt. The slut pussy
that you came out of. Fuck the whore, deeper, make her feel your cock all the
way up her hole. Harder girl, faster, all the way. Stick in it further. Put
your whole meaty cock in your slutty mothers gaping fucking hole.”
Lisa was getting hornier and hornier, as was Marge. Lisa was taking Edna’s
advice and filled her mother’s pussy with the fake cock. She could feel the
heat from her mother as she fucked it over and over, driving both of them
closer to ecstasy. Suddenly Edna lowered her head to the action, sucking
greedily on the juices that flowed there. The combination of her daughter’s
fucking, Edna’s sucking, and the forbidden lust of it all threw Marge over
the edge, and she came hard. Edna took out the strap on, and quickly threw it
down on throat, while Lisa still fucked. This sent Lisa over the edge as Edna
continued to push back, and Lisa had an orgasm so hard she knocked out. Edna
finished licking the juices off of the strap on and said to Marge, “That was
fun, we’ll have to do this again lover.”
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The Dress, Part 2

Katy normally was very plain. She didn’t put a lot of effort into how she looked or what she wore. Her makeup selection was minimal at best. Her body type was not impressive. She slouched as she walked, her breasts hadn’t really developed and her hair always looked unkempt.
That is, before she put on the dress.
As she slipped the dress over her head and let it fall naturally, she turned towards the mirror hopefully. Nervous butterflies flew around in her stomach as she did this.
A second passed. Ten seconds. Thirty. A minute. The hope faded from her face, but the butterflies didn’t disappear. In fact, they seemed to be growing. She looked down and touched her stomach as the fluttering changed to a heat deep in her stomach. The heat changed to a fire and she cringed and hunched over slightly.
Her eyes were closed tightly and she was hugging her stomach tightly. “Aaah!” she let out uncontrollably. The fire began to spread throughout her torso. Her mind was trying to race through all of the possible scenarios, but it suddenly began to feel as if it were splitting apart. Her brain ached, her thoughts were centered completely around making the pain stop.
The fire kept moving outward, ignoring her mental pleas. Her body was a furnace from the end of her toes to the top of her head. It finally brought her to her knees as she let out a whimper. Without any apparent reason, it suddenly began to go from a raging heat to a dull burning.
She slowly peeled her eyes open and gradually let her arms fall away from her stomach. She looked down at her hands, gasping. They were changing in front of her eyes. The fingers were becoming slighter, the nails shinier. Her hands were more petite now. They had gained some color and lost their clammy paleness.
Something began to invade her lower peripheral and she bent her head down slightly to see her breasts beginning to grow larger. She looked up excitedly to see them in the mirror. Her breaths were becoming more rapid as she saw her bra finally being filled out. She noticed that her bra had changed from black to white and had changed sizes. She looked up to see a confused stranger staring back at her.
She was stunning. She lifted one of her beautiful hands up to her face slowly and touched her now flawless skin. She stood up with her hands still holding her new face. Her gaze moved to her legs to see a brand new pair. The muscles stood out from them perfectly, not excessively. Her butt was more defined. Her thighs curved gently to her smaller waist. Her excitement was obvious as she let her hands explore her new body. She had become perfect in her mind.
In her mind, it was as if it had been torn in half. One half was her old past which suddenly ended when she put the dress on. The other was her new past; what had happened to her throughout life as she grew up to be this beautiful girl in front of the mirror.
She heard a somewhat frantic knock at the door and saw it open before she said anything. She let her hands fall from her body as her brother stuck his head in and looked around the room. She noticed a mixture of confusion and worry on his face. “You good, sis?” he asked. “I thought I heard you yell something and then fall.”
She stared at him for a few seconds before answering. “Do I look the same?” she asked, not noticing his question. There was a dreamy tone to her voice.
He got a funny smirk on his face as he decided to step into the room. “You look like you always do. Why?”
“I was just wondering.”
“You look beautiful, as usual.” He wondered to himself why this all actually seemed different than usual. He brushed the thought aside as he playfully added, “just like me, remember?”
She rolled her eyes and responded, “you realize we aren’t identical. Remember?”
He smiled as he saw her become her regular self. “Wait! Are you saying that my body isn’t as rocking as yours? Because I think I’m actually pretty good looking? Do you not?!” he asked mockingly.
She laughed and said, “get out!” as she started to push him out the door. He was playfully struggling the whole time. As the door finally closed, she let out a sigh and looked around the room. It had changed just as much as she had. Everything was lighter and organized differently. She had to organize her memories to remember where everything was and how it was arranged.
She moved towards the closet to hang the new dress up and get ready for dinner with her family.
———-
That evening, she prepared to take a shower as usual. She was so nervous just to take a shower. To see her new body. To touch her new body.
She slowly started to disrobe in front of the mirror in the bathroom. As she got down to her bra and panties, her hands began to shudder. She reached back to unclasp her lacy white bra. It slowly fell off of her body to finally set her perfect breasts free. She reached up to her chest to feel them, her breathing ragged and quick.
She massaged them gently, paying special attention to her right breast first, then her left. They felt so amazingly soft. She instinctively began to lift a finger up to her lips and slowly licked it before bringing it down to her right nipple and pinching it gently. She let out a small moan. It was so sensitive.
She glanced down to see that her white panties had a small wet spot on them. Reluctantly, she took her hand and moved it down to her stomach. Sliding it down, she slipped it under the strap of her panties to feel the wetness. The sensation was so new to her. She had never done this in her other past. She brought her hand back up to her face to smell the musky flavor.
She was so hot. She had to get in the shower now or she never would. She quickly turned the water on, slipped her panties down and stepped into the large shower. She was happy to feel the water flowing over her body. It was the perfect way to end a day filled with so much strangeness.
She washed her luscious hair and used some new products on it that she never would have thought to use before. She reached for the soap to wash her body and began to lather it into her skin. It felt so sensual rubbing it all over herself.
As she slipped her soapy hand between her legs, a new electric feeling ran up her stomach. She had never really experienced being horny before because of her disinterest in people but this new body was so excited to feel something rub all over her pussy. With her hand still rubbing her pussy, she leaned against the cold wall to stabilize herself. She didn’t even notice the cold feeling as her finger rubbed up and down her slit. “oooohhhmygosh!”
A knock at the bathroom door woke her up from her horny dream. “Come on, sis! Other people need to take a shower tonight!” she heard her brother yell through the door.
“Shit,” she muttered to herself. She needed to get off right now and now she didn’t have the time. She got done washing, turned the shower off and dried herself. After she brushed her teeth and got ready for bed, she put on a robe and went back into her room.
———-
She laid on the bed and sighed. She was still so horny. To take her mind off of this situation, she rolled over to get her diary out of the drawer of the bedside table. She opened the drawer and stopped. Her new memories popped into her head as she saw that her diary was not in the drawer.
It was full of papers and pictures from her friends at school. And suddenly she remembered the other item in there. She dug to the very bottom of the drawer below everything and pulled the prize out. It was a gift that an older cousin that she was close to had given her as a joke.
She took the cloth from around it to reveal a thin six inch vibrator. She held it in her hand and stared at it. It had never been used. She reached up with her other hand to twist the bottom of it to turn it on to its lowest setting. It started to vibrate in her hand and she twisted it back quickly to turn it off.
She set it down next to her and laid on her back. She grabbed the rope that held her robe together and tugged on it. She opened her robe and lay there naked, unsure of how to proceed.
She slid her hand down her stomach and between her legs again. She found her vagina ready and waiting. Her fingers ran down the slit until she felt her juices on her fingers. Then she took her hand away and reached for the toy beside her.
Her hand held the vibrator and began to slip towards her pussy one inch at a time. She let out a slow breath and then finally touched herself with it. She was cautious at first, but timidly began to move it back and forth along her slit.
Her breasts were moving up and down a little quicker now and her other hand moved up to one of them. It grabbed hard and moved it all around before starting to pinch the nipple. The pressure she put on her nipple made her other hand unintentionally apply some extra pressure. The tip of it pushed into here hole and surprised her, “Oh!”
She took it out quickly and looked down to see it. She brought it up to her face and saw the tip shine with her wetness. She brought it closer and without even considering, moved it to her lips. She rubbed it around her lips a couple times then slipped it into her mouth. “Mmm,” she let out. She moved it back and forth in her mouth a couple times until it was decently lubed.
Then she took it from her mouth and down to her hole once again, sliding it up and down. Finally, she slowly applied the pressure to insert it into her begging hole. The groan she let out was much louder than she expected. It was not going to take long for her to cum.
She pushed the vibrator as deep as it would go into her and let out a very loud cry. In the back of her mind she realized that someone was bound to hear so she tried to be quieter. She started to twist it as it went in and out and accidentally turned it on and forgot completely about being quiet, “Goooooodddd mmmmmm!”
She was getting so close to cumming. Her pussy was throbbing. Her legs were squirming. Her chest was heaving. She closed her mouth and bit her lower lip as she prepared for her explosive orgasm.
Suddenly her moment was ruined by yet another knock on her door. Her movements were fast as she slipped the toy from between her legs and turned it off. She closed her robe and hid everything that needed to be hidden. “What!” she yelled.
He opened the door with a sly grin and she glared at him, “what do you want John.”
“Sorry to interrupt you, but I need a ride to school tomorrow. Cool?”
She grabbed a pillow and threw it at the door as it closed quickly. “Jackass!!” she yelled at him through the door. Her evening was ruined.
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Evil Souls Have No Limits

This is chapter one of this series. There will be several chapters. Also, this story will tie INS, coincide, and interact with another author’s story on this sight. I hope you enjoy it. It is just a fiction fantasy and do not condone the acts within nor should this be attempted. I will welcome all comments positive or negative. However, I do request negative responders to speak intelligently if you wish me to take you seriously. I am an amateur at this so hopefully I will get better throughout the chapters.

Harriet Brimmerton seduces Rachel

HARRIET BRIMMERTON SEDUCES RACHEL
Mrs. Brimmerton had aged well. She was now 65, straight and dignified, with distinguished gray hair, almost if not quite blue. Her body had sagged, but she kept it in pretty good shape. Her breasts had sagged appropriately, but she had ignored the siren call of cosmetic surgery, feeling that most men thought natural was sexier. She was mostly accurate in that. Her ass was still nicely rounded and her bush, untrimmed, still thick and huge, covering her prominent mound.
She was naked now in the changing booth in her favorite clothing store. She was trying to seduce the young (32), but married, salesgirl. Rachel was kind of interested, but not really wanting to cheat on her husband. She was no saint, but she tried. Unfortunately for her resolve, Harriet pulled a picture out of her purse that showed Rachel in a compromising position with two well-known local gigolos. That compromising photo showed her in obvious ecstasy while being doubly penetrated by the two studs. She had a higher libido than her rather normal husband and occasionally felt the need to outsource her sexual satisfaction. Unfortunately, said gigolos were also frequent lovers of Mrs. Brimmerton (although she did not pay them) and had provided her with the photo, in exchange for certain, uh, favors.
When Rachel saw the photo, her reaction was three-fold. She was shocked that there were compromising photos out there. 2nd, she was turned on by the fact that the photo was out there and people she didn’t know could share her ecstasy, and 3rd, she was relieved that the excuse of her fidelity was wiped out and that she could enjoy the seduction of this fascinating elderly lady.
“So, Rachel, how did it feel to have both of those cocks in you at the same time?”
After a deep breath, Rachel replied, somewhat breathlessly “about twice as good as it felt to have them in me one at a time. They had fucked me separately beforehand, if you must know.”
“Did you feel filled up when they shot their come into you?”
“Yes, they filled me up, so that it ran down my ass cheeks and legs”.
“Did you come?”
“Yes, several times. Really, that’s what I pay those guys to do for me- make me come hard. I love my husband, but he just doesn’t make me cum hard enough or often enough.”
“I believe I also could make you cum hard, Rachel, if you would allow me to try”. With that, Mrs. Brimmerton meaningfully tucked the picture back in here purse.
“Yes, in return for the picture back?”
“Yes, it’s a deal.” With that, the naked Mrs. Brimmerton began to unbutton Rachel’s blouse. She opened the sides, so that Rachel’s lacy bra could be seen pushing up her firm breasts. Harriet cupped her bra, squeezing her breasts lightly. Rachel sighed. Harriet then reached around her to unhook her bra, pushing her breasts against Rachel’s at the same time. The lacy bra dropped, leaving their naked breasts pressed together. Both breathed a little faster than usual. Harriet then backed off a bit, took both of Rachel’s nipples between her thumbs and forefingers and pinched them somewhat hard. Then she gave them a serious twist.
Rachel gasped! “Jesus that hurts”.
“But does it feel good, too?”
“Yes. I must say, most of my lovers are too gentle. You are an improvement already. And I didn’t even know that about myself.”
“What is the most shocking thing you have ever fantasized about?”
The recently twisted nipples were now very hard and red. “Ooooooo! That’s a very good question. I’ll have to think about that: Probably being raped.”
“Every woman fantasizes about being raped. You’ll have to do better than that.” With that she twisted Rachel’s nipples again and this time held them in the twisted position and pinched harder than before.
Rachel’s eyes watered and she moaned, “Oh God!”
“Being triple penetrated by total strangers then having very large objects forced into my vagina until I come.”
“That’s pretty good. I could make that happen for you. Have you ever been spanked or whipped to orgasm?”
“No, but I’d like to try. I’ve had some boyfriends spank me, but they always stopped when they got hard and wanted to get off.”
“When I spank you, I won’t stop until you get off. Then you’ll still have to get me off, which I bet you can do.”
“I’ve never made it with a woman, but I think I’m ready now”.
“Good! You should get out of the rest of those clothes now.”
Rachel quickly removed her skirt and lacy panties, when Harriet asked, “By the way, what happens if another customer comes in?” A look of shock came over Rachel’s face. “There are only two naked women in here.”
“I need to lock up. I’ll put on my clothes back on first”
“No! I want you to walk out there naked and lock up.”
“People might see me from the street.”
“They sure might. So much the more to please me, and to excite you for that matter.”
Rachel gave her a long questioning look, then smiled and ran out of the dressing room and toward the door. She ran pretty fast, her boobs bouncing. Only two passersby saw her, an elderly lady who barely glimpsed her, and frowned, and a young dude who smiled and definitely appreciated her, cupping his package. She quickly turned the lock and pulled down the closed sign, then ran back to Harriet.
Harriet had removed 2 nipple clamps from her purse, which she quickly clamped on Rachel’s nipples, resulting in yelps and moans. “Get down on your hands and knees!” she ordered. Rachel did. Harriet moved behind her, inserted two fingers into her vagina to check for moisture. She was quite wet, it seemed. Harriet smiled at having chosen the perfect victim- a closet masochist. Harriet pulled a long vibrator from her purse and jammed about 4” of it into Rachel’s cunt. Rachel gasped and said “God, that’s good”.
Harriet then began to push it in and out and wiggle it up and down, opening up the inside of Rachel’s vagina. She turned the vibrator up to high and jammed it in all the way, causing Rachel to cry out, saying “You’re fucking me- fucking me hard”.
Harriet had pushed about 10” of the vibrator in, jiggling it violently. Rachel wailed out her satisfaction at getting fucked this hard.”Oh my God! Oh my God!. It hurts, Harriet, and it feels good. Oh fuck me! Make me come!”
Harriet began to move the vibrator in and out in long slow strokes, and reached her other hand under Rachel’s belly to stroke her now puffy pussy lips, then her clit. Rachel began to breathe harder. “Oh, God, Harriet”, she cried. Sensing Rachel’s approaching orgasm; Harriet pulled out the vibrator, and took her hand out of Rachel’s pussy.
“Oh, please, let me come!”
“Not yet, Rachel. I need to let you build up to a bigger climax than you are ready for yet. Besides, I haven’t been satisfied in my playing with you yet, and my satisfaction here is key. Now, stand up!”
Rachel stood up, as Harriet pulled out a set of handcuffs and quickly snapped them on Rachel’s wrists. She then pulled Rachel’s wrists up over a hook in the wall over her head and quickly handcuffed her ankles to shelf supports that the stock room seemed to be full of. Rachel’s legs were spread at a very wide angle. Harriet patted her pussy several times softly. “Do you likethat?”
“Yes”
“Do you want me to do it harder?”
“Yes”
So she did, then harder still. “If I kept doing this, do you think you might come?”
“Yes”
“I think so, too. But my hand would get tired, so I need some help”.
With that she pulled a cat-o-nine tails out of her bag, and began to swing it in front of Rachel. “Do you think this might help you come, baby?”
“Oh my god, I don’t know. Please don’t hurt me!”
“Of course I’ll hurt you, dear. That’s the whole idea”
With that she swung the cat catching Rachel’s tits and jiggling the nipple clamps, making them move the nipples they held tightly. Rachel groaned, as Harriet hit her breasts again and again. Between jostling the nipple clamps and the cat tails smacking into her tender breast flesh, Rachel began to cry out in pain. At the same time, her climax began to build through the pain. It excited her more and more.
On about one out of every five strikes, Harriet would move the target of her strikes from Rachel’s breasts to her pussy. The cat tails would dig into the flesh of her pussy lips, as they had dug into her breast flesh. Her breasts had turned into a deep red with the repeated strikes, as her pussy lips turned a bright pink. Rachel’s moans and pleadings increased as her pain and her pleasure increased. Harriet then ceased the beating and ever so slowly pulled on the clip attached to her left nipple. Rachel cried out, “OOOWWWW! That hurts sooooo much! I’m so close to coming. OOOHHHH, make me cum, Harriet.”
Suddenly, the clip popped off and her left breast bounced with the removed pressure, blood rapidly refilling the vessels in the nipple, which caused excruciating pain. Rachel cried out and began to come.
A huge orgasm wracked her whole body. It shook all over with orgasmic convulsions. Harriet quickly pulled off the other clamp, then inserted the vibrator back into her pulsating cunt, which sent her orgasm into new heights. She cried out in ecstasy. “Fuck me harder, Ohh God, fuck me more!” Harriet began pumping the vibrator in and out harder and faster. Rachel tried to hunch down on it to drive it deeper into her cunt, but the handcuffs held her up. “OOOOOOOHHHHHH, Gooooood!
Harriet pulled the vibrator out of Rachel, and rammed into her own cunt. With her other hand she began to strum her grape sized clit. She came as strongly as Rachel had. Rachel’s orgasm began again as she watched Harriet come. Harriet’s knees buckled, but she caught herself from falling, as she called out, “Oh, Rachel, you cunt, you made me come. You are such a fox.”
Both of their orgasms settled down, Rachel hanging limply by her handcuffs.
After Harriet let Rachel down and they dressed to head for Harriet’s mansion, they both knew that this would not be the end of their sexual adventures.

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