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The Weekend 2

This story is a little more fast paced since the relationship has been established. It has the same two main characters, therefore I recommend reading the first story before hand. I hope every one enjoys!.

Fiction

Lesbian Cuckold

I’ve been having this fantasy for the past few weeks. I figured I’d write it up and see if anyone else found it as hot as I do. This is a bit stylistically different than most things I write, with less exposition and less dialogue. How do you like the difference?

Fiction

Sexual Healing – Part One

Note: This is going to be a multi-part story, assuming you readers want to read more of it…
Connie brought it up first.
“What’s this?” Jerry asked, as he closed the door to the steam-filled bathroom and stepped into the bedroom. “Starting without me?”
She looked up from the magazine and slowly brought her large, hazel eyes into focus on him. The color was already high in her smooth cheeks, and the flush had spread down her neck to her upper chest. Her small mouth was open, her lips parted. Her nipples poked up against the thin sheet.
She seemed to be realizing for the first time that she had one hand beneath the sheet, moving between her legs.
“Get over here, stud. My motor’s running and I need some gas!”
Jerry stood there and grinned at her as he finished drying his hair.
“‘My motor’s running and I need some gas’?” he said. “Are you reading Motor Trend or Penthouse?”
She leered pointedly at his crotch, where his dick was already half-hard. “Gimme that big gas hose!”
“Fillerup?”
She groaned. “I give up!”
He turned briefly and tossed the towel with the expertise of practice. It hung on the knob of the bathroom door. “Will I get a good tip?”
“Two of ’em.” She pulled the sheet of her chest, exposing her pert, firm breasts. “But I want a tip, too!”
He stood beside the bed, his prick still hardening and already impressive.
“Just the tip?”
Connie rolled lithely to her hand and knees, the sheet falling completely away from her tight body. She leaned forward and wrapped her lips around the tip of his prick and immediately began sucking and licking it. Sometimes it seemed like she could never get enough of her husband’s big cock — and sometimes it seemed there was too much of it for her to handle.
Jerry sighed deeply and caressed his wife’s dark hair as she drew more and more hardness into his dick. He looked down at her sleek back, her tiny waist, her hard little ass cheeks drawn so tightly by her position. She was moving her hips slowly from side to side, something that nine years of marriage had taught him to spot as a signal that she was exceptionally horny.
What the hell had she been reading?
He bent from the waist and picked up the magazine. Penthouse — the letters.
Her mouth pulled off his cock. “Hey, you want to read or play, bub?”
He knelt on the bed and rolled her onto her back as he dropped the magazine. He crawled over her and held his weight off her tiny frame with his arms and pressed his lips to hers. She grabbed him around the neck with her arms and around the waist with her legs and pulled him down to her. His cock was trapped against her flat tummy as their lips opened and their tongues dueled.
After a few minutes, he pulled away and began kissing his way down over her neck and shoulders. He licked her hard nipples and then lightly nipped one. She squirmed against him.
Abruptly, he reached back and grabbed the magazine. He handed it to her.
“I want you to read me the one that got you so turned on.”
“And what are you going to be doing?”
He began sucking one nipple while he ran one hand down to caress her side and her hips.
“I’ll think of something…”
“Oh!” she gasped when he resumed suckling at her small, hard breasts.
He stopped and looked up at her, brown eyes wide and graying hair tousled. “Well?”
She began to read aloud as he kissed her belly and moved still lower. Her breathing became ragged and her words occasionally garbled. By the time she finished reading the letter, he had her thighs over his broad shoulders, her little ass cupped in his hands and his face pressed hungrily into her crotch.
His tongue was all over her dripping cunt, but he wasn’t touching her clitoris — yet. Connie squirmed and hunched her hips, trying to get that final contact, but he was gripping her buttocks tightly in his strong hands and restricting her movements. She brought her hands up to her breasts and pinched her nipples, her moans getting louder and louder.
He could tell she was getting close to the Big One by thetwitching of her ass cheeks and the amount of juices running out of her. He shifted his fingers just enough so one was just pressing against her constricted anus and she immediately began grinding against it.
Then he took her swollen clit in a lip-grip and let the tip of his tongue just barely graze it.
“YESSSSS! AHHHHhhhh! Oh! Oh!”
Connie was a screamer.
She locked her thighs on his head and tried to somehow grind her cunt into his mouth while jabbing her trim butt down at the stiffened fingertip. She could feel her pussy spasming as she came and felt her asshole convulsing against the fingertip that was just beginning to penetrate.
The first, clenching explosion finally passed and her body went all sinuous and demanding. He continued lightly lapping her sensitized clit and worked more of the finger into her. She rolled her hips and groaned and came again, and then again, and again — and then she simply couldn’t wait any more.
Connie reached down with both hands and took his head in her hands. She pulled him up till she could look at his face, all happily coated with her abundant juices.
“I want you inside me! Please!”
He bent his head again to her cunt, slowly licking the juices of her labia and inner thighs as he withdrew the finger from her ass. When he surfaced again, he was grinning madly.
“Get up here,” she cooed and pulled her legs back. He reached up with both hands and pushed her legs ahead of him as he crawled over her. She looked down and saw that his cock was monstrously erect. At nine inches, and with a girth almost equal to her wrist, it was the biggest she’d ever had — too big sometimes. Connie was small all over and even after nine years, she still felt a brief shudder of apprehension.
But after nine years, she knew her loving husband would be careful — and she was desperate to feel him inside her.
He ran his hands down her upthrust legs to grasp her wrists. She knew immediately what he had in mind — exactly what she’d beenhoping.She grabbed her ankles and held her legs wide as Jerry knelt up and took his cock in his fingers. He shuffled forward a bit more, till his balls were brushing her cunt, and then let his cock smack down on her abdomen. She felt it throbbing there on her hot flesh, the purplish knob just barely short of her naval. He rubbed his balls lightly over her wet cunt, shifting from side to side so they would brush against her clit.
“Don’t make me wait too long,” Connie groaned miserably. “I need you inside me!”
He backed up until he could push the tip of his stiff prong between her legs, then wedged it against her slippery pussy lips.
“You’re so hard and hot!” she breathed, as if discovering this. She looked down between them, past his well-muscled chest and flat stomach to where the huge bar of flesh reached down to her upturned cunt. It looked as if they mutually shared his penis, a fleshy bond between dark curls of pubic hair.
His arms curled around her legs, pulled her calves onto hisshoulders. Again, his hands ran down over her legs. He gripped her hips as she reached toward her husband’s dick. She put one hand on his cock, to guide it more truly, and with the fingers of the other hand she spread her pussy lips as much as possible.
He began pushing into her.
“Unnnnnnnn….” The sound was forced from her mouth as she felt her cunt being wedged open by her husband hard, thick cock. The earlier orgasms had tightened her even more and her pussy was resisting.
He pushed half the glans into her and stopped. His hands moved her hips from side to side, stretching her small hole against his dick. When he pushed again, Connie threw her arms wide and hissed loudly as the knob finally popped into her vagina.
“Ooh — Yes!”
He tightened his grip on her hips and began pulling her onto his shaft. Connie moaned uncontrollably as she felt her cunt being opened deeper and deeper, as she felt his heat probing into her wet depths. She gasped when he touched bottom and he immediately began pulling her off his cock, till only the head was still in her.
“Jerry Jerry Jerry…” she murmured, filled with love for his tenderness and passion for his fucking. She felt herself loosening inside as, again, she experienced the proof of his understanding and knowledge of her needs and wants. More quickly, but just as gently, he pulled her onto his wide prick. She squirmed with pleasure as it probed her, pressing her to her limits and then a little more.
Connie brought her arms up and reached for him. She worked her hands between her calves and his neck and pulled him toward her. He shifted over her, his arms hooked under her shoulders and his weight resting on his elbows behind her back.
“I love you so much,” she whispered as his lips came down to meet hers and he slowly sank the full length of his cock into her.
Connie screamed with pleasure into his mouth. Her legs were bent back to her shoulders and her pelvis was arched up to receive him as deeply as possible. She felt his balls delicately land on her upturned asscheeks and the bony ring around the base of his cock pressed into her stretched labia. She felt as if his glans was embedding itself in her stomach. She felt as if his cock was possessing her.
She felt totally his.
When she finally stopped screaming, she murmured, “Do me, lover!”
“Fillerup?”
Before she could answer, he began pumping in and out of her. Slowly, at first, then with fast strokes, he worked his big meat in her convulsing cunt. She could feel the juice squirting out of her with each withdrawal, feel the pressure building inside her tummy with each insertion. Her orgasms became nearly constant, varying only in their intensity. Connie was going from pleasure plateau to pleasure peak and back again, over and over, faster and faster.
His thrusts took on more urgency and she felt his prick swelling even more inside her, testing the containment of her tight, clenching cunt.
“Cum in me,” she growled, her voice throaty with lust. “Yes!” She tried to pull him deeper into her, to squeeze and suck him with her twat.
“Yeah, baby!” he groaned. “Cumming!”
She could feel the surge swell the length of his prick and then he was jammed to the bone inside her, moaning with release as he poured in her. Feeling his throbs, hearing his rumble of pleasure, her love and passion became ungovernable. She thrashed up at him and came even harder as he impaled her with his spurting cock.
Just as she felt his balls stop their jerking where they lay in the shallow furrow of her ass, he raised himself on trembling arms. She pulled her legs back and wider, free of his arms, as he knelt up. His cock had lost its stiffness and was slowly shriveling inside her. She loved that feeling — his juices mixed with hers, deep in her belly, and her wonderful husband’s penis resting peacefully inside her.
She raised her legs straight up and pulled them together, then slowly lowered to one side. He bent enough to get one forearm under her butt and hoisted her 94 pounds — same as when they’d met — off the bed. Keeping their genitals joined, Jerry rolled onto his back and drew her with him in a graceful pas de deux of pleasure and tenderness, they came to rest with her stretched atop his larger frame, her face resting against the hairs of his chest.
She hugged him with her cunt and welcomed his soft moan ofpleasure. He kissed the top of her head. She kissed his chest. Some of the sparse hairs there were just beginning to turn silvery, so she kissed through them again.
“I love you, Veronica.”
“I love you, Gerald.”
His arms were around her. He had one hand caressing her back, between her shoulder blades. The other was resting on her butt. She felt his finger move to her slick anus and gently probe. She groaned and pressed down against him.
“So that was what got milady’s motor running, huh? That letter take you back to the good ol’ days?”
“Your good ol’ days were better than mind,” she said. “You were the one who went to high school and college during the sexual revolution.”
“I heard about it,” he said. He chuckled. “It was in all the papers. But the free love didn’t apply to the kids going to the schools I went to.” He was almost ten years older than she was. She’d asked him about those times — times she barely remembered — when she’d been too young and too sheltered to really know what was going on. “You had some pretty wild times in college, though. That letter bring back memories?”
“Um-hmm.” She nestled closer — if that was possible — and again clenched her cunt around him. “I like these times better, though. That’s why I married you. The company I’m keeping means more to me than what we do.”
“Or don’t.” His tone was rueful.
“Oh, that’s okay, honey. Your finger feels good enough to me.”
Connie and Jerry didn’t have secrets; they were too close for that. She’d told him about some of her adventures in college. It had come out while she’d explained her breakup with the fellow student to whom she’d been engaged. It had seemed a perfect match. Eddie had come from the same sort of family and background as she had. He was a music major — he played the violin beautifully — a gymnast and a cheerleader. She was a dance major, a gymnast and a cheerleader. They shared many, many interests — music, art, books — and they had fantastic sex — even wild sex. They’d had threesomes, foursomes, orgies. While she was with Eddie, she learned that every so often, nothing in the world got her off so much as getting her narrow little asshole crammed full of hard, hot cock.
But Connie began to realize something in October of their senior year, about a month after accepting Eddie’s proposal: More and more, Eddie seemed less interested in being with her than in participating in group sex — and her presence was the key to that.
The real problem arose when she tried to talk with him about it. He’d get angry and clam up, or angry and resentful — or angry and hurtful, recounting to her how much she’d enjoyed what they were doing and demanding to know why she didn’t want to talk about it then, during the group sex.
The more she tried, the more he closed her out. She began to re-examine their entire relationship and realized how little he really gave of himself, emotionally — and how much she needed that. It hurt her to end the engagement, but as much as she’d expeced. That was when she realized she was sure she’d done the right thing. They’d bonded with sex, but the bond went no farther, and she needed more.
She met Jerry the following spring. He’d been visiting the college to give a one-session lecture on his field and he saw her cheering at a lacrosse game. They stayed in touch by letters, then phone, then she’d gone to New York to spend a week visiting a girlfriend and ended up spending more time in his bed than any other place.
They got closer and closer and it was almost perfect. The one small flaw was easily overlooked and forgotten in view of all the other good stuff they had. She hardly ever thought of it, let alone missed it.
Until the letter.
She stirred again as she felt the finger massage her asshole more insistently.
“I could always get some reduction surgery done,” he said, only half-teasing.
“Don’t you dare!”
“It’d make it easier all the time. I wouldn’t have to worry about hurting you or making you gag.”
“Does it make it less pleasurable for you to worry about those things?” They’d had this talk before, but she always wondered if things had changed.
“In a way,” he said. “I can’t just, you know, let go and flail away.”
“Flail, flail, flail,” she chanted, her lips against his chest again.
“But, then again, I never really could with anyone.”
“There have been exceptions.”
The finger withdrew from her ass and he squeezed her buttocks. “Yeah.” He’d told her about them, but he didn’t like remembering them. He took a deep breath, let it out slowly. “But, on the other hand — ”
“So to speak.”
“Ahem. The fact that by restraining myself in that one small — ”
“Large. Very large.”
“– minor way I can be more loving with you makes it even more pleasurable. Make any sense?”
“None. Plenty.”
“But you do miss those times.”
“Sometimes. That letter could have been a description of some of them. Making love, sixty-nining, with a beautiful woman while having my lover slide deep into my ass…” Her nipples hardened.
“Well, we could always give it another try,” he kidded.
Her nipples softened.
“Only kidding.”
That had been dreadful. She’d had three gin-and-tonics to relax, greased up both of them copiously and tried backing onto him. She’d done everything she could to hide how much it was hurting, but he’d spotted her shivering in pain — he couldn’t see her face — and pulled her off him. All she’d been able to work into her tortured ass was the glans. Just the memory of that knob popping out of her ass was enough to make her wince.
“Besides, I hardly ever even think about women anymore,” she said. “I’m just so happy and contented with you.”
“Hardly ever until about two months ago,” he reminded her.
“…yes.”
Connie taught two ballet classes on weeknights in another, nearby bedroom suburb. Both were for novices. One class was youngsters trying to learn the basics. The other was mostly women in their twenties and thirties who took class as a form of exercise. It had been two years since Connie had craved a woman. Then Kimberly had signed up for the adult novice class.
As soon as Connie saw her, she’d felt the tension begin. Kim was twenty-five, tall, had masses of reddish blonde hair and rich,voluptuous curves. She wasn’t pretty, but she was striking in her appearance — and about her, Connie sensed an aura of sheer sensuality. And she’d felt an elemental connection.
“Well, you know my feelings,” he reminded her.
Indeed she did: Be sure she’s clean, don’t cut OUR time together and talk about it if the attachment seems to be getting more than essentially physical.
She’d been skeptical of his attitude when they’d first discussed it. He’d proven good as his word, though, when the occasions arose. And — Bless him! — he’d never tried to have her bring any of them to their bed with them. At least part of that, Connie knew, was because he hadn’t found any of them particularly appealing, for one reason or another. More often than note, the lack of appeal was because he knew the other women didn’t care for sex with men.
On the other hand, though, he’d never said he would reject the idea. Which might be just as well.
Because Connie had something to tell her husband.
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Sibling Tussle: Part 3

After making a sex tape together, siblings Aaron and Christina Lawrence find it awkward to be around each other. Eventually they overcome their apprehension and have sex a second time. Afterward they decide to try dating each other in secret.

Fiction

Truth or Dare with Beth

My friend Beth and I met in college through a mutual friend. We went to different schools about half an hour away from each other. We instantly hit it off and there was an obvious sexual attraction between us. Beth was a swimmer on her college team and was tall, about 5’10”, with a nice slender, athletic body. I also played sports, though not for my college, and kept in pretty good shape.
Beth and I hung out with our other friend Ashley a few times. We went to their sorority parties, caught a movie, the usual stuff you do when hanging out with friends in college. One night I made the drive to hang out and drink with Beth and Ashley in Beth’s room.
We were all having a good time and along with that had had quite a few beers together. Around midnight Ashley declared that she was bored with just sitting around and telling stories and suggested we all play “Truth or Dare.” It all started out as innocently as this little game always did, asking stupid little questions since everyone always started the game choosing “truth” nearly every time, no one wanting to be the first to be dared.
It was Ashley’s turn now and she asked Beth if she wanted truth or dare, to which Beth responded “truth” yet again.
“Do you think Patrick is cute?” was the question. Almost instantly the reply came “very!” Not exactly something we didn’t already know, like I said, the attractive was obvious and mutual, but always nice to have that sort of thing out in the air.
A few more questions and it got back to Ashley who asked me which I wanted. Getting a little bored I finally broke through and asked for a “dare.” I was dared to kiss Beth, which I gladly did. The game lasted for about another uneventful half hour after that. Ashley was quite drunk and decided she needed to stumble back to her dorm room before she passed out, leaving Beth and I alone in her room.
We instantly moved toward each other and resumed our kiss from earlier, neither of us saying a word. We made out for a good 10 minutes and finally Beth broke the kiss and looked at me and asked “truth or dare?”
“Dare!” instantly escaped my mouth and she said, “I dare you to fuck me!”
We ripped each other’s clothes off and practically dove into her bed, groping each other madly. I moved down her body, licking and sucking her small, pert breasts as she reached down and stroked my hard cock. While I sucked on her nipples, I also ran the index finger of my right hand through her pussy lips, feeling how wet she was becoming.
Again she looked me dead in the eye and said, “Fuck me now!”
I wasted no time positioning myself between her long legs and gently rubbed the head of my cock through her soaked lips, teasing her a bit. She reached out, grabbed my length and pulled my head inside of her. I finished the job by pushing myself all the way inside her pussy.
“Oh, fuck! That feels so good, Patrick. Fuck me. Fuck me please!”
I pistoned my dick in and out of her pussy. She felt so good, so tight and wet. The whole time my hands continued to explore her body. I pinched her nipples, grabbed her ass and ran my hands along the length of her wonderful legs. She then wrapped her legs around my waist, pulling me deeper into her.
“Harder!” she yelled, and I kept slamming into her more. After about 20 minutes of good, drunk fucking, I felt the cum raising from my balls.
“I’m gonna cum, Beth.”
Her legs released their vise-grip on my torso and she told me to shoot it on her. I pulled out just in time to release my first strand of cum onto her breasts and stomach. I released about 5 more streams of cum, each one slightly less in volume, each one traveling slightly less far up her body. I collapsed on the bed next to her.
For some reason that I still can’t figure out, Beth and I never ended up dating. We did, however, remain fuck buddies. Even after she moved back home to upstate New York we continued to make the occasional trip to see each other. I drove up there once, we met half way once, she came home to visit a few times and we would always end up in bed with each other by the end of the night. It was like we were possessed. We loved to go out, flirt with each other at a bar and then head home to strip and have some fun. The intensity was always amazing!
Eventually, I moved to DC. Beth had never been there so, naturally, we began planning her visit.
When she arrived we went out with some of my friends for dinner and then went out for drinks. Even after almost 10 years, we were drawn to each other and flirted the entire night. We stole quick kisses, whispered sex talk to each other and eventually couldn’t wait to get back to my apartment quick enough. We rode the Metro home, the sexual tension building the entire time. If the train had been empty I might have ripped her clothes off and taken her right there!
We finally made it home, making out as we walked through my front door.
“Do you have any porn?” she asked. Of course I did, what single male didn’t?
“Why don’t you put in a movie and for old time’s sake, let’s play some truth or dare.” I suggested simply playing “dare,” which was a winning decision!
My first dare was that we both play the whole game naked and we instantly stripped. It had been awhile since I had seen Beth’s body and I was amazed at how great she still looked!
“OK,” she said, “my first dare is for you to suck my breasts for five minutes.”
I got out of my chair and moved to the couch, extended my tongue and licked her left nipple. It hardened instantly and I took her breast in my mouth. I sucked hard and a slight moan escaped her lips. She loved having her breasts fondled and played with, and loved a warm mouth on them the most. I stopped sucking and took just the tip of my tongue and circled around her nipple and then moved to the right breast for the same treatment. I took her right breast and sucked down and then lightly bit her nipple. Before we knew it the five minutes were up.
“My, God! Do you have to stop?” she pleaded.
“Sorry, it was your dare, not mine. Rules are rules. We do exactly as the dare states. And that reminds me, it’s my turn to dare you! Get on your knees and take my dick in your mouth. Return the favor and suck me for five minutes.”
I sat back on the couch as Beth slinked to the floor. I had become quite hard while sucking her breasts and I was really looking forward to my reward for a job well done. I watched intently as Beth stuck out her tongue and, starting from my balls, licked all the way to the tip of my cock. She then slipped her mouth slowly down my shaft, making sure I felt her tongue slide across the sensitive underside of my shaft. It was now my turn to moan in appreciation as she slowly sucked my cock. She made sure not to go too fast as this was going to be a long night, but a large part of me wanted her to pick up the pace and assure her that I would be back at attention in no time if she completed the job. Instead she took her time, almost teasing my dick with how pleasurable the experience was as her head bobbed slowly up and down. I moved her hair out of the way so I could get a better view of what she was doing. Before long, five minutes were up and her mouth came off of my member with a popping noise.
We continued trading dares and pleasure, bringing ourselves to the edge of climax and then backing down from it. A few turns later and it was my turn again.
“I dare you to sit on my face until you cum,” I said.
“OK, but let’s move to the bedroom. I really don’t want to kneel on the hardwood floor anymore.”
We walked the few feet to my bed where I laid down on my back. Beth climbed into bed and then straddled me, carefully positioning her pussy over my face. Having a girl sit on my face is one of my favorite ways to perform oral sex. I am always glad when I find a willing partner as, unexpectedly, many girls do not seem to be a fan of the position. I guess they are like guys in that they want to just lay back and enjoy oral sex instead of doing a little bit of the work.
Luckily, though, Beth was not one of those girls. She lowered herself over my mouth and my tongue darted up to her pussy lips. She began to rock back and forth as my tongue moved all over her pink pussy. She was really getting into it and once or twice she moved so far forward that my tongue ran against the crack of her butt, but never more. She was enjoying herself as her wetness drenched my chin. I held onto her hips and ass the entire time, truly enjoying feeling her body as I also enjoyed the weight of her above my face.
“Oh, yes, Patrick! Eat me. Oh, yeah! I’m about to cum! Keep licking my slit, keep going!”
She then became quite and determined as she reached her climax. I continued to lick her until her orgasm had passed and the feeling of my tongue on her clit became too much for her to take and she fell off of me.
“Oh wow! Thanks for making that YOUR dare!” she exclaimed with an evil little grin on her face. “Feel like using your tongue some more?”
“You want me to go down on you again ALREADY?” I asked.
“Not exactly. It’s been awhile since we have been together. How dirty have you become?”
“Why?” I asked. “I mean, you know me, I have pretty much always been open to trying new things. Plus, if you dare me to do something, I have to do it. You and I have always had that rule in this game. What do you have in mind?”
“Well, did you notice your tongue moving onto my butt a few times during that? I had a guy lick my hole once and it felt amazing. I would for that to happen again.”
“Whatever you want,” I replied. “It’s your turn to dare me.”
A big smile beamed across Beth’s face. She rolled from her side onto her back and pulled her knees up to her chest. This position opened her butt cheeks and as I moved into position between her legs once again, this time with a new destination, I could see her puckered hole clearly.
I slowly moved my face closer to her body, a little unsure about doing this new act. I stuck my tongue out and decided to just go for it. This was no time to dip my toes into the swimming pool, so to speak, you just dive right in. I placed the flat part of my tongue squarely on the bottom of her butthole and slid it all the way up. It was a different taste than I had ever experienced before. It was quite potent, but not a bad taste, surprisingly. I went right back in for another lick.
“Oh my God! I can’t believe you are eating my ass!” Beth exclaimed. “I love it! It feels so good!”
And it wasn’t just Beth that was enjoying herself. I was enjoying the action, as well. It was something considered taboo by most people and things that are taboo to most, I usually find enjoyable! I reached my hands out and spread her cheeks farther apart. As I licked her little hole I noticed that it began to relax and open slightly for me. I slipped the tip of my tongue into the opening and licked. Her muscles gave way a little more and I kept rimming her asshole. I licked her tart butthole for somewhere between 10 and 15 minutes and loved every second of it. I couldn’t believe how much I enjoyed it.
Finally, Beth asked me to stop. I moved away and must have looked disappointed. Beth looked at me and said, “Don’t worry, sweetie, you will definitely get your tongue back there before my trip is over. That was amazing and will not be a one-time occurrence!”
She looked over to the floor and noticed the box from where I retrieved the porn from earlier laying there. We had not bothered to move the DVD from my living room TV to the one in my bedroom when we switched rooms.
“I want to see some more porn. What else do you have?” And she jumped off the bed and knelt before the box. Two seconds later I heard her asking, “Well, well, well, what do we have here?”
As I laid there on the bed enjoying the taste of my first rim job, I had forgotten that the box did not only contain porn movies, but also a few sex toys. My mind started racing to figure out exactly what she had seen that piqued her interest. I look on in slight horror as she held out a purple jelly dildo that was about 7 inches long and 2 inches around.
“An ex-girlfriend bought that one time and left it at my place,” I stated confidently. It was honestly the truth. One of my exes HAD bought that particular toy.
“Oh, I believe you,” Beth said, without a hint of doubt. “But I don’t think it was bought entirely for her own pleasure based on the strap-on harness that is laying in the box next to it.” This statement, like mine, was also true. My ex had bought the toy with intentions to use it on me. We never did have a chance to try it out before the relationship ended, but I will admit that I had used it myself a time or two since then.
“I think we are going to change the rules of the game now,” Beth stated. “For the rest of the weekend, I am in charge. And unless I tell you otherwise, I am the only one allowed to make a ‘dare.’”
I remained on the bed, strangely turned on and interested in Beth’s new found power and a desire to find out how she planned to use it. As I watched Beth slide the dildo into the opening and the harness and then begin to strap it around her hips and waist, I had a pretty good idea of the answer.
Once the strap-on was in position, I noticed Beth briefly look down to take in the sight of how she would look with a penis, and then she looked up at me and said, “On your knees.”
I wasted no time and moved from the bed to the cold floor, kneeling before Beth and her new piece of anatomy.
“Let’s see if you’ve learned anything from the girls that have given you blow jobs before,” Beth said. “Take my ‘cock’ in your mouth!”
I quickly tried to produce a decent amount of saliva in my mouth and licked my lips. I leaned forward, put my hands on Beth’s hips, opened my mouth and placed it about half way down the piece of jelly in front of me. I pulled my head from the middle back to the tip and then back to the middle. I was sucking Beth’s ‘dick’ now.
“Oh yeah, that looks good, baby. Keep sucking my cock. You had better do a good job and make me feel good.”
Beth was getting into this, as if my sucking this piece of plastic between her legs could actually make her feel good. But her encouragement sparked my eagerness to please and I kept going; wanting to make her happy. I kept moving my head forward and back, taking 4-5 inches in my mouth with each down stroke, caressing her ass as I worked my mouth. My tongue was running underneath, saliva pooling in my mouth to make the job easier.
“Look up at me while you suck my cock!” Beth commanded. “I want you to look into my eyes.”
I did as I was told and looked up at her as I blew her. She really was enjoying this! She placed her hand on the back of my head, just as I did when she sucked my dick.
“You know what makes a cocksucker a good cocksucker, right?” she asked. “Being able to deep throat the dick! I want you to deep throat me.”
As I started to move my mouth back down the length of the dildo, I felt a slight pressure on the back of my head. Beth was pushing me down on her cock more than I had been. I felt the head of her cock hitting the opening of my throat.
“Just relax and let your throat open to it. If I can do it for you, you can do it for me, baby.”
She was right. If I asked her to do this then I could return the favor and deep throat her. I helped her out and pulled myself forward on her cock, feeling it penetrate my throat until my lips were down to her ‘balls.’ I pulled back, caught my breath, and moved forward again. Again, I let the dildo slide down my throat. I found it to be much easier once it had penetrated the first time and even easier on the next stroke. I was deep throating Beth’s cock with near expertise. After about 10 times of this Beth finally pulled the cock out of my mouth.
“Very nicely done,” she complimented me. “You would make some lucky guy very happy. Maybe we can find a couple of guys later this weekend and see who they think gives a better blow job … But for now, get up on the bed and lay on your back.”
Again I did as I was told and got into bed. I couldn’t help but notice that Beth grabbed the bottle of lube from the box and placed it on the night stand next to me. She didn’t need to say a word; we both knew what that would be used for.
“Pull your knees to your chest like I did a little while ago.”
I did, and just like I had done earlier, Beth moved her head between my legs and began to lick my tight ass hole. It had been in college that I last received a rim job and I had forgotten how good it felt. I also forgot that it tickled me a bit and I squirmed at first. But the ticklish sensation quickly passed and straight pleasure returned. I watched as her left hand reached up to grab my balls and move them out of the way to give her better access to my hidden area. I watched as her tongue moved all over my hole. I noticed my whole relax and start to open a little for her. I was in heaven. Beth must have noticed that my ass hole had opened a little, too, as she moved her right hand up to the opening and began to push her middle finger inside of me.
She was able to get her finger in to the second knuckle before she met any real resistance and slowly moved that n and out for a minute while she continued to lick around the edge of my hole. She then slid the finger out, mover her head away and sat up and her knees. Beth reached over, grabbed the bottle of lube, opened it and squirted some onto her first two fingers. She moved them forward, placed them at my opening and then looked me in the eyes as she pushed them past my sphincter muscle.
Beth began working the fingers in my hole quite faster and deeper now. At this point, her goal was not as much to please me as to simply stretch my hole to be able to accommodate the dildo hanging between her legs. As soon as she felt she had made sufficient progress with two fingers, she pulled them out, grabbed more lube and placed three fingers at my entrance and pushed. I felt the three push in, just a little at first, but like before, she was soon two knuckles deep, and I was being spread even more.
After a couple of minutes Beth again pulled her fingers out, looked at me and said, “I think you are ready now.”
She reached for the lube again, placed more on her fingers and rubbed it around my hole, making sure I was plenty ‘wet’ for what was about to happen. She then took more from the bottle and lewdly stroked her cock as she starred at me, making sure I saw the invader that would soon be prodding my insides.
Beth lined up her cock at my ass hole, looked up at me and said, “I can’t wait to take your virginity and fuck you.” She then looked down at her cock and my eyes followed. We both looked on as she pushed the head of the dildo into my ass.
“Oh, fuck!” came out of my mouth.
“Are you ok? Do you like the feel ok my dick inside of you?”
“Yes, I’m ok, and yes I like the feeling. Go ahead and push more in.”
I really did like it. I knew I would. I had used this member on myself before and knew that as long as a good enough job was done on lubbing everything up and loosening my hole that it would fit. And Beth had done a great job at both. There had only been a slight amount of pain, which quickly vanished.
Beth pushed the cock halfway inside of me and then pulled back. She then thrust her hips forward and went about three quarters the way down before pulling back. On the third stroke, she buried her dick all the way inside of my ass. I was enjoying the sensation. I had always enjoyed anal play. I had convinced several girls to reach around and finger my ass as I fucked them. Most were reluctant at first, but once they got going they loved having a little bit of control of penetrating someone. I am sure that they all have tried that with another guy afterward.
Beth was getting into being the fucker instead of the fuckee now and was picking up the pace. Each stroke was coming slightly faster until she settled on a good pace. She would pull the cock nearly out of my ass and then slam it back in to the base again. She pulled too far once and it came out. Beth quickly pushed her cock back inside of me, probably afraid that if she left it out that I would lose interest and ask her to stop. When she pushed back inside my response surprised her.
“Oh, I fucking love that. I love feeling it pull out and then push back in again. That’s my favorite!”
“Really?” she asked with a smile on her face. And she again pulled completely out of my ass and re-penetrated me. She continued this for awhile before leaving it in and resuming a regular fuck.
“My legs are getting sore in this position. Can we move to a different one, please?” I asked.
“Certainly!” she responded, and laid on her back. “I want you to get on top and do the work. If you are the one riding the cock then I know you are really enjoying it, not just being forced to have it inside of you.”
I straddled her waist, just like her and so many other girls had done to me before. I reached behind myself, grabbed the dildo and lined it up to my ass hole before sitting down completely. I began rocking back and forth, moving up and down, letting the entire 7 inches slide in and out of my ass. I had really loosened up by this point and the cock easily slid in and out. I reached forward and squeezed Beth’s breasts and twisted her nipples, reminding myself that even though I was being fucked, this was still a woman doing the work on my ass. A very sexy woman, at that.
I bounced up and down on her dick for about another five minutes. The pleasure had taken over and I felt the cum rising from my balls. I suddenly realized that we had been fooling around for well over and hour, probably even closer to two, and because any attention paid to my own dick had been short lived, I had not cum yet.
“Fuck, Beth! Your cock is feeling so good that you fucking me is going to make me cum!” I told her.
“Keep going. Keep fucking yourself on my dick until you cum, and don’t stop until all of the cum is spilled out.”
I needed no more encouragement and couldn’t last any longer. I reached down and stroked my cock furiously and within a minute I erupted, shooting cum all over Beth’s face, breasts and stomach. It shot out like it had been fired from a gun. And it went everywhere as I continued to move the dildo in and out of my ass. I finally finished shooting my load that had been building up all night and sat there with Beth’s dick still impaled inside of me.
“I dare you to clean up your mess with your tongue,” she said.
I sat up, letting the dildo slide out of me, this time not hurrying to push it back in. I leaned over on all fours above Beth and licked a long string of my cum from her right breast. As soon as I felt it slide down my throat I licked more from her and continued the process until there was nothing left to find.
We both got out of the bed, Beth removed the harness from her waist and let it slide down her long legs and we moved to the bathroom to take a shower. When we were done cleaning Beth suggested that we go to bed.
“I have a few more things to dare you and I think we are both going to want our energy,” she informed me. “It’s going to be a long day …”

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Lingerie fantasy

I have had a fantasy for a long time now of buying women lingerie/clothes and having them model it for me and have yet to play it out. My intention is to write a number of stories on how I have fantasized and discussed playing this out with different women and different scenarios. This is all fantasy at this point. I have never written before, however I did try to ensure the punctuation was decent and the grammar did not leave too many questions as I have seen in many other stories.
I am a 26 year old single male somewhat heavy, but over 6 feet tall with wide shoulders. I am single and a little bit of a nerd, but I get by with a good income and have a good amount of friends.
Kate is a teacher that lives a few states away, I know her through a college friend. Kate is a petite girl with b cup chest, curly hair just past her shoulders, a nice round butt and a pretty smile. I had not talked to Kate in a few years, until one day out of the blue we started texting back and forth as joke at first, which quickly turned dirty. The texting turned to IM chat and eventually a few pictures of each other were exchanged. I sent her one of my cock, and she sent me one of her holding her new dildo between her fantastic little tits. Kate had an extremely dirty mind and I loved it, we shared many of our craziest fantasies.
One night the chat was getting very hot and heavy the idea of actually following through with all the teasing came up. Within an hour I booked a suite at a hotel about equal driving distance and we were to meet there at 1PM the next Saturday. I was ecstatic, practically a walking hard on for 4 days waiting to meet up with her. At her request I did not jerk off again until we were to meet, which made me even more on edge. The plan was to go shopping and do dinner, the things I was to make sure I had included lube and handcuffs.
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I arrived at the hotel at 12:30, early enough to check in before she got there. I was horny and nervous as hell that she was going to bail on me until an hour into the drive when I received a text confirming everything from her. After checking in I walked outside to see her with a small over night bag, a big smile and in the sexiest short khaki shorts, a plaid shirt and white tank top under it. We hugged and gave each other a quick but nice kiss before I got the bags to the room with her going the whole way not saying a word just smiling at me.
When we got to the room, she kissed me and asked if I was ready for the night of my life. I replied yes of course. With that she patted the hard on in my trousers and asked “is it safe to assume you were a good boy and did as you were told?” I nodded yes. “good then, can you hold it just a little while longer if I promise to make it worth your while?” again I nodded yes with the smile on my face getting bigger.
Kate walked around the hotel room, checking it out for a few minutes and asked “would you still like to take me shopping this afternoon?” I replied “Yes, if you are still up for it.” With that Kate took my hand and we headed out to the car. The car ride was nice, and keeping my eyes off of her legs was difficult, especially on the occasion she took my hand and rubbed her mound with it through her shorts.
Once at the mall I suggested we look for a dress first, with her agreeing we were going through a few small shops and having a hard time finding anything she liked in her size. Ending up in the large department store, we were looking through the black dresses and she picked a few out. She modeled 3 of them all cute but not exactly what she had wanted. With the help of an attractive woman at the store the fourth dress was perfect, black, a silk/satin like material just above her knees, just loose enough for a good twirl, with a tank top that was still conservative. (I loved the dress because I knew it could hide some sexy lingerie, lady in the street is a huge turn on.) With the dress picked out we were on our way to the shoe department.
I helped Kate try on a few nice heels and each time enjoying feeling her smooth legs. When we found the black strap heels that she had to have I gave her legs a nice long rub while helping her take them off. As I was putting the heels into the box, Kate whispered into my ear “you know that’s not all I shaved this morning…” and gave my ear lobe a little lick. Buying the things at the department store was a bit of trick while trying to keep my hard on hidden.
Walking back into the mall Kate smiled and said “Now the fun part!” Like we were pulled in by a tractor beam, we went straight for Victoria’s Secret hand in hand. I was nervous as hell about this but excited at the same time. Without any warning a sales person asked if she could help us before we were more than 5 feet into the store. Kate immediately blurted out that she had a new dress and needed something extremely sexy for under it. I saw the grin on the woman’s face as she asked to see the dress and was offering to help. Kate showed her and in an instant we were off! Questions and answers between Kate and sales person flew. I was overwhelmed but trying to catch everything, questions ranged from sizes, to materials to colors. Before I knew it I was watching Kate get measured by the woman and seeing her smile at me, let me know she knew exactly what she was doing.
The two women were like childhood friends almost immediately, going around the store holding things up sometimes looking for my approval and other times just smiling in my direction. I told Kate to get a few things she would like in the hopes that I would get to see all of it. When checking out, she had this sexy black babydoll with garters, matching thong and stockings and a red bra and panty/garter set. When I opened the car door for her, she gave me a nice kiss on the cheek and said thank you.
The car ride back to the hotel had my mind racing, I could have sworn I was going to lose it in my pants, but some how I managed to keep it together with her teasing and flirting a lot more than on the way there. At the hotel, I carried everything up for her and upon her request set it in the large bathroom. I used the restroom before she got ready and then waited for her impatiently flipping channels on the tv after making reservations down stairs.
When Kate walked out of that bathroom my jaw hit the floor. She looked absolutely beautiful in that dress, the heels, the thigh highs under, and I wasn’t sure which set she had under it. This was almost more of a tease to me, and she knew it. Naturally her being a woman she asked if I liked it and I tripped over my own words to her amusement. I gave Kate a hug , my arms wrapping around her small body and I leaned down to give her a kiss. Before I knew it our tongues were dancing, heart rates rising, and the passion was really there. As the kiss slowly ended with a very knowing smile and eyes staring into each other, Kate smiled up at me and said “thank you very much, I do feel like a princess.” Kate then went into her bag and fished out a few simple pieces of jewelry.
As she put them on, looking into the mirror over the dresser, I couldn’t keep my eyes off of her. Like a magnet I stepped up behind her, and just before my hands touched her hips, she asked for my help with her necklace. I obliged and connected the clasp of the simple silver necklace, following it up with a kiss to her neck and shoulder as my hands wrapped around her, she pressed her body back into me just for a few moments enjoying my kisses on her neck. I sucked on her earlobe for a moment before whispering to her that I promised her dinner before the fun.
We walked hand in hand to dinner and it was nice, her teasing me a little here and a little there. Just before desert she leaned over just far enough with a devilish smile and asked if I knew which lingerie set she had picked. I was lost in her cleavage and realized the question she had asked, I had to admit I wasn’t sure yet. Kate smiled and whispered the black one to me just as the desert was brought. As we ate desert I am sure the wine was taking its effect because she was becoming a bit more aggressive, her foot wandering up my leg and other little things. After the bill we wandered around for a few minutes to get some fresh air. The chatter was good and we talked about all sort of stuff through the night, but on the walk I asked her if she was ready for the rest of the night (I thought it nice of me to give her a last out). Her response was a simple yes.
Arriving back at the room with Champaign already there in an ice bucket, next to chocolate covered strawberries and a can of whipped cream, only made her more happy. Kate smiled, asking me to poor her a glass as she sat nicely sat in an arm chair. After taking a sip of her drink she smiled up at me and said “I think I want to see the thing I have been teasing all night.” Gulping my glass as I stood in front of her I opened my fly and fished out my hard on. To her delight precum on the tip already, and raging as could be. After another sip she smiled and saying “I’m glad you like what you see so much, give it a few strokes for me, please.” I obliged and started stroking myself while standing less than a foot from my princess of the evening.
After she finished her drink, she told me take off my clothes and sit on the couch. Following her request as fast as possible I nearly tripped as I sat on the couch ready to explode. Within a moment of me sitting she was on her feet in front of me, asking me to start stroking my cock again for her. Her foot made its way right next to my hip and her dress was stretched and pulled up a bit. As she pulled her dress further and further up, the top of her thigh highs and then her garter came into view. “Wait until I tell you to shoot” was all she said, and I slowed down my pace. Then her foot was on the ground and I heard a zipper just before her dress practically fell off her slender shoulders. There she was in the black babydoll, I could just barely see the bottom of the thong covering my desire…
Laying down on the floor infront of me she spread her legs slowly and began to rub herself through the shiny black thong. With a smile she asked me to kneel between her legs and I obliged again, still stroking myself slowly. As Kate began to moan softly looking at my cock and up at me and back and forth, as I did to her, she finally said “time for you to make both of us happy, show me all that cum you saved up, I want it all over this sexy baby doll.” Kate began to rub herself harder her hips begin to move and I was lost in a fury of stroking for her and in what seemed like minutes (probably seconds) my cock began to jerk and in slow motion jizz began to shoot out on to her. Her chest and all the way down, a massive load pooled between her mounds and on her stomach, a few nice trails leading down to her hand that hadn’t stopped rubbing as she moaned. My cum dripping onto her hand and through her fingers to her panties. I stayed kneeling admiring my work, feeling spent, but knowing there was more to come. After taking in the view, Kate licked her fingers clean and began scooping up what had been on her bare chest to her mouth, enjoying every taste and savoring everything. All I could do was look on in awe as she was enjoying her present.
After a few moments I began to kiss my way from Kate’s knee down her leg. As I reached her thong I quickly pulled it aside and gently kissed the top of her slit. Starting in slowly with short licks that got longer and longer her fingers through my hair as I picked up momentum and my tongue spent more and more time at her opening and at her clit she was continuing to moan louder and louder. My fingers joined in and I focused my tongue on her clit as my 2 fingers reached her g spot. Going non stop at this point her moans blending together I felt her juices flow nicely and I lapped them up. Before I knew it she was pulling my hair out to keep me away and I was like an animal wanting to lick more.
I finally gave in and stopped, smiling down at her as she had the same look of exhaustion I’m sure I had earlier. After each taking a quick turn in the bathroom, Kate came out still in the same outfit, still with my cum on the front. She straddled me on the couch and began rubbing that silk material of her thong against my cock, teasing me and enjoying every second, we kissed and made out and dry humped like animals. I had undone the top of her babydoll and freed her tits that I had so badly wanted to suck on, while my hands grabbed and caressed and her ass. Her fingers ran through my chest hair and we continued on and on until she finally bit my ear lobe gently and asked me in the sweetest but dirtiest voice to fuck her. Before any more words were said my hands on her ass had reached under pulling her thong to the side and I felt my cock getting wet from her. Kate sat up for just a second and slid down ever so slowly taking my hard on into her. When I couldn’t go in any further she sat back a second holding me inside of her and smiled, before kissing me.
She was so wet and I was so hard it was like fireworks, I couldn’t help myself we kept going and going, she was screaming and I was doing everything I could to hold back. She leaned back begging me to cum for her again, and not much longer with my hands on her ass and my hard on buried inside her, I let loose. My cock was tingling inside of her as I finished and she continued to ride me. I bit my lip hoping to hold on for dear life as she finished herself off with my cock and a full load of cum still inside her.
We stayed like that for a few minutes, our bodies pressed against each other, her in her lingerie with my dried cum on the front and my hard on and cum still inside her. I finally slipped out as I deflated for the first time in what seemed like all day. Even after I was out of her and I could feel our mixture running down her leg we stayed like that catching our breath and enjoying the moment.
After a few moments we decided to clean off, when we went into the bathroom Kate stripped completely naked for the first time letting me see her body in all its glory, and wow was it worth it. I started the shower and Kate sat down on the toilet spread eagle holding her pussy lips apart for me to see as she peed and my cum dripped out. She smiled at me as she went and put on a good show, cleaning up at the end. After she flushed, she said “your turn” and as I stood up to the toilet to pee she asked if she could aim for me (something she had talked about wanting to do), I said yes, and she seemed to get a kick out of it.
When I finished she shook me off and flushed with a giddy laugh she jumped in the shower and we quickly got to soaping each other up. We took our time on our favorite places of the other, and the rinsing off process turned into a very steamy makeout session. Our kiss seemed to last forever and hands seemed to never stop roaming. We got out after the mirror had fogged and cleared, toweling each other off and kissing in between. Once I was dry, she said she would be out in a minute and closed the door behind me.
I put on a fresh pair of boxers and poured each of us a fresh glass of Champaign. Waiting sipping on my glass and sneaking a strawberry, it wasn’t long before she came out. Not that the shower wasn’t fun enough to start my engine again. She came out in the red bra with garters and oh wow…
She took her glass and drank it down before quickly asking for another. After pouring her a fresh glass, she popped a strawberry and took a second one teasing her chest with it. She pranced around in her fresh, set of sexy lingerie, while we chatted and drank. All the while I was getting worked up again. After about 20 minutes she asked if I wanted to play some more. Of course I said yes, unsure what the next thing to do was.
She dug into my bag, and into hers pulling things out, the hand cuffs and lube out of mine, a vibe out of hers and she tossed in the whipped cream. Before I knew it she had taken her panties off again and was in just a garter belt and bra. Opening the whipped cream she put some on her chest just above her bra and on her mound above her slit. Smiling at me she laid back on the bed with her arms above her head and said “cuff me, lick it off and then you can have your way with me.” I smiled and went to work cuffing her to a spot in the head board. Kissing my way from her lips to her ear, down her neck to her chest and licking it clean without going under the bra. I kissed my way down and licked the cream off her mound and gave her mound a little licking after.
Then I decided it was my turn to tease back, knees on both sides of her shoulders, I push my cock into her open mouth. Letting her suck for a few minutes to make sure I was good and wet. I then crawled down to between her legs letting my cock slide the whole way long her body. Kneeling between her legs, she looked so hot in that lingerie I just enjoyed the view for a few before letting my cock touch the tip of her slit. I let it touch a few times, then rubbed it back and forth a few times, and then slapped my hard on against her slit a bunch of times. She was squirming, trying to use her legs to keep my hard on in contact with her slit. After teasing her to the point that she was begging I got off the bed and fed her a strawberry that I had gotten some of my precum on right in front of her face.
The bra was a front clip and I unclipped it exposing her lovely little chest and awesome nipples. I sucked on each one again enjoying myself and teasing her more. I grabbed the lube and left a nice trail between her small mounds, as well as lubed up her vibe. I started the vibe and used it on her clit for a few minutes, just as she was getting close I stopped. And I straddled her chest and begin to rub my cock up against the lubed up area, enjoying the sensation and spreading the lube. I would periodically let the tip of my cock get close enough for her to lick the precum before going back to enjoying the feeling of her lubed chest against my cock. Once I was close, I decided to stop and go back to using the vibe on her. I used it on her clit and inside of her getting Kate off to a few very fun and loud orgasms. I went back to my cock rubbing on her chest with some fresh lube, this time ready to get off for her.
Rubbing against her chest for a bit to get myself nice and close, I scooted up and begin jerk my lubed cock for her again this time right infront of her face. “Kate you are going take my cum in your mouth.” As I got close, Kate opened her mouth wide. I shot my load into her mouth with a nice strand going onto her cheek.
I uncuffed her after a few moments of recovery and she used her finger to eat the cum off of her cheek. We fell asleep in each others arms.
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The Sisterhood Chapter Two: Secrets Revealed (aka Payback as a Bitch Chapter Two)

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This story is the long awaited squeal to the hit “Payback as a Bitch” that was first published two years ago. Since then the plot of the series had somewhat mutated and I felt it needed a new title, however if you have not read the original then you might want to check it out first or not a lot of this will make sense. For all those of you who have read that original I thank you for the resounding success, I apologise for the bad spelling and grammar in the previous the last edition but English is not my first language. If you come across similar mistakes in this instalment please feel free to copy it to a word document and fix them before reading. As most authors I feel obligated to inform you that this story contains themes such as incest and anal sex, if these are not for you and you do read on then do not complain at the end. Constructive criticism and suggestions are always welcome to help me improve both this series and the others I am currently working on.
I hope you enjoy reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it.
The Sisterhood Chapter Two: Secrets Revealed (aka Pay Back as a Bitch Chapter Two)
Have you ever had one of those moments, where despite all the weird shit that’s happened in the last few days you still find yourself thinking ‘what the fuck’? I was kind of in the middle of one of those moments. My sister, Clare, was sitting on her bed with her tongue massaging our mother’s tonsils; even though this was pushing the boundaries of weird to a whole new level it was still incredibly hot. My sister as you know is a total knock out: long legs, tight ass, big tits (all of which I had had fun with) red hair and green eyes. My mum looks like a copy of Clare slightly gone to seed, she had a little more junk in her trunk, her boobs were even bigger the Clare’s though they had a bit more sag, but for a 39 year old she was in great shape given her habit of always dieting and exercising so she ‘didn’t end up like some of women she worked with.’
After about a minute the broke apart and mum reached over and brushed the hair out of Clare’s face in a very loving way, as in more then a parental loving way.
“I’ve got to go back to the office for a bit,” whispered mum, “but I’ll see what I can do about it when I get home. Just don’t tell anyone else, okay?” Clare looked with those big green eyes and slowly nodded. With that our mother got, kissed her one last time on the top of the head and turned to leave. I had just enough time to leap backwards, turn around and take a few steps when the door opened and she strode out. She look shocked to fine me there, obviously worried about what I might have overheard, but I just kept on walking and she must have just dismissed my appearance as coincidence because she didn’t pursue the matter.
I went back to my room and started fiddling around for a while, did a bit of writing on a report that wasn’t due till school was back. But seeing as how the report was about the history of slavery it only served to get me thinking about my own personal slaves and what I could do to them. Barely half an hour later and I was in need of a bit of relief, in the old days I would have just stayed in my chair and jerked off to some porn, but things were a lot better now. I pulled out my phone and sent a quick text to Steph, just a basic ‘get your arse over here now, sort of thing, then I stood up, stretched out some cramps and went down the hall to pay a conjugal visit to my dear big sister.
As I walked in I saw her sitting at her computer with her back to me, but the weird thing is that she was watching the video of me a Stephanie from earlier that day. I crept up behind her and slid my hands over her shoulders and down the front of her blouse. She jumped a little in surprise as I did so and quickly reached up and closed the video and I began fondling her ample tits.
“You know,” I said, leaning down to whisper in her ear “if you started getting into this you might find that I can make it a lot more enjoyable for you.”
“Like how?” she huffed in disbelief, but I did sense a little hit of anticipation in her voice.
I swung the chair around to face me; she was wearing one of those little sundresses that barely made it halfway down her thigh. I reached down and slowly slid the fabric up past where her panties should have been, I say should have been because she wasn’t wearing any. I breathed in the musky scent of her womanhood before gently kissing my way up her thigh towards her pussy, I felt her shudder as I did so, squirming a little trying to get my mouth to her as fast as she could. But I was in no rush; I kept on teasing her, lightly flicking her outer lips and running the very tips of my fingers over the entrance to her love cannel. It wasn’t long before she was dripping juice onto the chair and her little clit started to poke it head out. I gave it just the tiniest of flicks with the tip of my tongue and Clare jumped about two inches back off the chair. I started running my tongue along the full length of her slit, still just barely touching her clit, making her shudder every time. As I did this slit two fingers into her pussy and slowly began working them back and forward until I was knuckle deep in my big sister, I hooked my fingers so that the knuckle of one was massaging her g-spot while the other was hooking over the edge of what I am told is the cervix. Clare was really starting to enjoy this, and by that I mean she had her legs up over my shoulders and had grabbed me by the back of the head and was trying to force my whole face into the pussy. I sucked her clit into my mouth and curled my tongue around it into a sort of cradle and began sucking, hard. Most guy seme to think that the clit is like a joy buzzer, but to quote one of the great Nina Hartley’s instructional videos ‘licking sucks and sucking rocks.’
“HOLY FUCK YES!” shouted Clare as her hips started bucking into my face and I began fingering her faster and faster. “I’M GONNA CUM! I’M GONNA CUM! I’M GONNA CUM! I’M GONNA OH-OH-OH-OOHHHHHH-GOOOOODDDDDDD!”
And with that she seemed to go in to some sort of seizure, her whole body shook violently and screamed incoherent babble until her hands let go of my head, he legs went limp and her breathing slowed so that she just seemed out of breath.
I heard a small noise behind us and turned around to see Steph leaning up against the closet, her jeans were down to her knees and hand shirt was literally ripped open, she’d obviously been playing with her self while watching the two of us.
I got us and walked over to her, pushing her hand out of the way and slid my own into her panties. At the same time I started kissing her, she must have tasted Clare’s juices, and liked it, because her tongue was exploring every crevice it could find. After a moment or two I pulled away and looked at her, I saw that she was glancing over my shoulder at Clare and her pussy was becoming wetter in my hand.
“You wanna, have some fun with her?” I asked. Steph bit her lower lip slightly then nodded, not taking her eyes off Clare for a moment. “Fourth draw, under the towel, pick something fun.”
I gave her one last kiss before walking back to Clare, she was sitting right where I left her, her legs spread open and one had up rubbing her tit. I unzipped my trousers and turned to stand next to her, even though my dick was only half hard Clare needed no encouragement and quickly jerked me to full attention before taking me into her mouth and demonstrating her porn star level of cock sucking skill. Ever put you dick in a vacuum? I haven’t, mostly because I couldn’t find one that could handle me, but I imagine that that is the force with which Clare can suck.
She reached up and started stroking my balls with one hand while the other started playing with her tit, squeezing and pinching her nipple, making herself groan around my cock. I tore my eyes away from this in an attempt to stop myself from cumming to soon; I looked over at where Steph stood in front of the draws, totally naked, holding an L-shaped dildo. As I watched she inserted the smaller end into her pussy then pulled up what looked like a bikini bottom and sliding the long part of the dildo into place with a small click. The toy itself was about the same size as an aerosol can and the effect was that it looked as if Steph had sprouted a massive dick through the front of her panties.
Steph started stroking her temporary attachment, looking for all the world like a hermaphrodite jerking off, I guess the bit up inside her meant that the more it was stimulated the more she felt it. Now normally I’m not into that kinda stuff, but this and Clare sucking my already enraged dick had me about ready to explode. However I didn’t want to waste such an opportunity. I pulled Clare’s mouth away from my cock and in true porn star fashion she started gasping after it like a fish outta water. I turned around and sat down on the edge of the bed.
“Clare, I think our dear cousin in feeling a little left out,” I said, gesturing towards Steph, who was still stroking her plastic pal. “Why don’t you go show her just how much we want her to join in?” Clare need no further persuading, she got up and strode over to where Steph was and began kissing her full on French style. They were holding the backs of each other’s heads and seemed to be competing to see who could reach whose tonsils first. I decided that watching this was not going to help me stop from shooting my load so I striped off the rest of my cloths, swung my legs up on the bed and closed my eyes for a moment, trying not to hear the sound of them kissing.
After a few minutes, during which I was thinking about my pick for the NRL the season, the sound of kissing stoped and was quickly replaced by another familiar noise. I opened my eyes and looked around, Steph was standing right where I had left her, however Clare was kneeling in front of her and looked as if she was trying to suck her strap on right out of its holster. She was bobbing her head back and forward at an alarming rate, her red hair was waving behind her and I could see that both her hands were around Steph’s backside. Steph was holding Clare’s head and was effectively face fucking her, ramming the dildo down her throat and letting out a little grunt every time.
“That’s it you fucking bitch!” screamed Steph “Suck my fucking cock! OH FUCKS YES! THAT’S IT! FINGER MY ARSEHOLE YOU FUCKING LITTLE CUNT!”
If my erection had been receding it was now back in full force; Steph, when she wasn’t around Clare, had always struck me as being kind of a sweet girl. To hear such obscenities pouring out of her mouth, and at such a volume, had me seriously aroused.
“THAT’S IT I’M GONNA CUM!” cried Steph, literally beating her pelvis into Clare’s face. “HERE IT CUMS! OH CRAP OH CRAP OH CRAP CRAP CRAP CRAP CRAP CRAP CRAP CRAP AHHHH-AHHHH-AHHHH!”
And with that Steph froze like a statue, her eyes wide and her luscious lips drawn out in one long low moan. Her hands had stoped abusing Clare’s face and were now instead holding her throat deep on the toy. I could see Clare was starting to have trouble breathing, if was a better man then I may have gone and helped her, but like I said, this was all payback.
After about thirty seconds or so I decided that it might not be so good for Clare to die of asphyxiation so I rolled off the bed and gently pulled her back from Steph’s hips. She came away coughing and spluttering, as she was wiping her own spit from around her mouth I led her over to the bed and lay back down. She sat down on the edge next to me but I didn’t give her much time to recover, instead I pulled her on top of me and dragged one leg over my side so that she was properly positioned. Clare got the idea pretty quickly and god bless her she reached down and started to guide my cock into her waiting pussy. I wondered whether it was just the threat of blackmail that had her working along so well, or if she was starting to really enjoy the situation, but all these thoughts were pushed out of my head as my dick was pushed into her. The feeling of her cunt was amazing, it was warm and we and so tight it felt like I was forcing my todger through a fleshy garden hose. She placed both her hands on my chest and started lowering her self down onto me, it took a moment for me to get my full length in, but once I was balls deep she started rocking back and forward so I was only slipping out and inch or so each time. The sensation was exquisite, both on my cock and the soft feeling of her bare skin on mine; I leaned forward and took one of her nipples in my mouth, rubbing the edges of her areola with my teeth and flicking the tip with my tongue. With my hands I reached around and grabbed her arse, spreading her checks apart as she growled deeply and began to pick up speed. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Steph in the corner, her hands back down the front of the strap on, I assume, fingering her clit.
I took Clare’s nipple out of my mouth and looked straight at Steph, when I had her eye contact I nodded towards Clare’s rising and falling arse. When Steph raised her eyebrows and just started I took one hand off Clare’s arse, pointed at her then slapped Clare’s arse with my hand making her moan even louder then she was already. Steph go the idea and crawled up on to the bed behind Clare, who completely oblivious and kept on fucking me. I could feel Steph’s soft tanned legs brushing against mind as she positioned herself, I helped her aim as well as I could but pulling Clare’s butt cheeks as far apart as they would go.
Clare suddenly stopped humping me and shot forward, almost dislodging me, her eyes were wide open and nothing but a small choking noise was issuing from her. In guessed you haven’t guessed this was because Steph had shoved what appeared to be the first half of the aerosol can sized strap on up her arse.
“AHHHHHHHH!” screamed Clare, trying to pull away, I put my hands on her shoulders as best I could to stop her moving. “You bitch! Take it out IT FUCKING HURTS!”
“No she’s not going to take it out,” I said with a stern look around at Steph, who had looked ready to obey “your just gonna have to relax and take it like a good little slut.”
Steph reached forward and grabbed Clare’s hips, slowly sliding her toy into her cousin’s arsehole. To my somewhat surprise Steph was smiling as she did so, as if this was something she had wanted to do for along time. The further she pushed in the further Clare slid back towards her, hence the further she slide onto my cock until finally she was fully impaled on both out tools.
Steph started to stroke her toy in and out of Clare’s arsehole, no more then about an inch or so; I could feel the dildo sliding up and down the base of my cock through membrane between her arse and pussy. I started pushing up into her as far as I was able and was delighted to hear she groaning with the effort of taking so much at once. Steph reached around with one hand and started massaging her left boob with one hand while the other crept between the two of us and started rubbing her clit. I brought my hand up and began rubbing her other tit and reached my face up to start licking her neck. As most know, or should know by now, there is a certain spot on a woman’s neck, right on to of one of the tendons usually, and if you lick it just right it can be better for her then licking her clit.
The effect of all this on Clare was unbelievable, she had always been a bit of a screamer, but this was setting the bar to a whole new level for sheer volume. She had her hands on my shoulders now and was sawing herself back and forward as if trying to get the two implements to shoot out the top of her head.
“HOLY SHIT! AHHHH! THAT’S IT! OH FUCK! OH OH FUCK! HARDER!”
“YOU LIKE THAT DON’T YOU!” I shouted, taking my mouth away from her neck and looking her in those big green eyes “YOU STUPID FUCKING WHORE!”
“YES, YES, YES” she howled back to me.
“SAY IT!” I had to yell to make my self heard over her and Steph’s combined cried of ecstasy “TELL US WHAT YOU ARE!”
“I’M A WHORE!” she screamed, throwing her head back and crying to the ceiling. As she did so Steph too her hands away from her clit and breast and grabbed two handfuls of her flowing red hair, pulling her head back till I was sure her neck would snap. “I’M A STUPID FUCKING FUCKING WHORE! OH GOD I’M GONNA CUM. OHHHH SWEET JESUS AHHHH I’M GONNA CUM!”
“AND ME!” screamed Steph, now violently jerking Clare’s head back with every thrust. “AHHHH, I’M GONNA AHHHH AHHHHHHHHHH!”
It was all too much for me to bear; I thrust my dick one last time and shot my load deep into Clare’s womb. At the same instance Steph froze with her toy as deep into Clare’s arse as it would go, almost as if she was shooting her own load there too. And as for Clare, well from the way that her pussy was convulsing around my cock I guessed that her orgasm lasted nearly a minute. Her scream of pleasure and pain was at a volume beyond my ability to measure and I was sure that the cops were on their way.
When I had finally come down from my cumming I realised that both the girls were lying with their full weight on top of me. As gently as I could I rolled to the side and they both fell on to the bed. Clare was unconscious, but her breathing suggested that she was just asleep. Steph still had the giant strap on implanted in Clare’s arse but was blacked out herself and sleeping soundly. They were lying in the spoons position and I considered that I should probably do something to remove the toy so that Clare could walk when she woke up, but decided instead to just let them sleep it off. I slowly pulled my deflating cock out of Clare’s pussy then dragged the sheet from the end of the bed over the two of them. I don’t know why I did it but I was in a good mood and I think my feeling of hate towards Clare was beginning to fade. Then, with my lust temporarily slaked I wandered back down the hall to my own room, hoping I would be lucky enough to get some sleep myself.
Later that afternoon I was in the kitchen having a snack, or to be more precise I was eating my way through my third straight helping of leftovers (this much action really took it out of a guy and I needed to refuel). I was halfway through a bowl of what I think was pasta bake when my mother walked in, I assumed she was there to talk to me about the situation with Clare (and probably Steph for all I knew) but I had already resolved to stand my ground on the subject. She was wearing business suit with a short cut dress that showed off her slightly tanned legs, but other then that she was dressed pretty conservatively as usual.
She sat down across from me and waited patiently for me to finish my meal, this was a bit strange because usually she just expected me drop what I was doing and pay attention, however given the events of the past few day I was kind of at the point of not thinking of to many things as weird. When I had pushed the empty bowl away from me she quietly brought her hands up and looked across, almost seeming to be studying me for a moment before trying to speak.
“Son, there’s something we need to talk about,” she said, not taking her eyes off me.
“Like what?” I asked, thinking that playing dumb was as good a defence and any, or at least more entertaining.
“I know all about you and Clare, what you’ve been doing to her,” ‘here it comes’ I thought ‘the blatant stop it and leave her alone speech’ “and I wondering if we could make a deal on the subject,” she finished.
This was not what I had expected and it took a minute for me to compose myself before I could say, “You have my attention, what kind of a deal?”
“There are thing about this family you don’t know,” she began “thing that very few men really know. Your sister, myself, in fact nearly all the women in this family are members of and ancient society called The Sisterhood. It is sort of a group for women to help support each other, look after each other and love each other.”
“Okay,” I said slowly “not quite seeing what this has to do with anything.”
“It is forbidden for a women to ‘be with’ a man out side of The Sisterhood, we rely on each other for those needs.” It took me moment to get what it was that this meant, but only a moment.
“And what happens if they are ‘with’ another man?”
“They would be exercised from The Sisterhood and never allowed to return. I am the current High Priestess for this territory; Clare is supposed to take my place in a few years. You have to understand that The Sisterhood means everything to her, its what gives her the confidence to be her, she’d just always been a little, how would you say, free spirited.”
“So what’s this got to do with our deal?” I asked, now starting to think that she was just bullshitting me about everything.
“You see there are a few men in The Sisterhood, we call them our Champions. If you agree to keep silent about Clare’s actions, then I will make you one of them.”
“I don’t get it,” I said, not playing dumb anymore just genuinely confused.
“My dear boy,” my mother said, smiling slightly and reaching over to place the hand on my forearm. “There are not many Campions among The Sisterhood and while they have a few duties there main purpose it to do things for The Sisters that women simply can’t.”
“So you’re saying…” I started.
“There are over three thousand Sisters in this district and only twenty five Champions. You do this and, in exchange for your loyalty and service, no Sister will ever be able to refuse you, ever.”
“What kind of duties?” I asked.
“I’m afraid I can’t tell you yet, not until I know you’re with us.”
I was kind of struck dumb for a moment there, was she for real? Was there really a secret society of lesbians and bi-sexual women that I could have my way with if I agreed to this? There was only one way to find out.
“Okay then, Hight Priestess,’ I said with a smile “I’m in.”
“Come with me,” she said, smiling back at me, something she hadn’t done in years.
I was half expecting to be taken to some hidden chamber or secret passageway but instead we walked up stairs to my parent’s old room. Our parents split up when I was about ten and I think I’ve only seen my old man twice since then, I was beginning to think that maybe this had something to do with it.
My mother sat down on her bed, reached into her bedside drawer and fished out a small carved wooden box, inside she plucked out and small pendant on and length of silver chain. The medallion was made up of three coils or swirls I guess you could call them. They were arranged vertically, a large one in middle and two smaller ones on the top and bottom; thought the talisman was obviously made out of mental it was jet black and had distinct shine to it. What’s more it was insanely familiar.
“This,” my mum said, looping the chain around my neck and fastening it “is the symbol of The Sisterhood. Typically the Champions wear red ones, but the black signifies that you are my personal Champion, you my boy, are now The Champion of the High Priestess.”
“And this is it, all I have to do is wear this and I’m in?”
“There will offcourse be and official ceremony, but for now this will do.”
“Champion of the High Priestess,” I said, trying out my new title “I like it. So how do I tell who else is in the sister hood?” I asked, thinking of the opportunities before me.
“Any one who is wearing on of these,” she said, reaching in to her cleavage and pulling out and identical medallion, only this one was made of gold “no matter the colour, is a member of The Sisterhood.”
“And I can have sex with any of them?” I asked slowly.
“Well there is a lot more to being a Champion the just having sex with the sisters, certain duties you will have to preform and ceremonies to attend, some of it will be quite taxing on you. But yes, none of them will never refuse you,” she replied.
“Dose that include you?”
She leaned in and whispered in a husky voice, “Only of you want it to.”
I felt her silky soft hand slide up the inside of my thigh and stop just an inch or so from my cock, which was beginning to stir. I mimicked the movement on her, stopping so close from her pussy that I could feel the heat coming from between her legs. She leaned forward, trying to force my hand into her crotch but I pulled it back, enjoying the power I was having over the woman who had ruled so much of my life. She pulled back from my shoulder and gave me a very cheeky smile that I suppose most mothers aren’t really capable of.
She then leaned in and kissed me; it was not like Clare’s, or even Steph’s, style of kissing, it was way more gentle: passionate, but not lustful. I enjoyed feeling her tongue play around my teeth as she slowly unbuttoned her blouse and let it slide to the floor. She reached down and undid my jeans and slide the down to my knees, her kissing was far more powerful then I had thought because without even noticing I had become fully hard. I felt my mother’s hand slowly caressing my manhood and she seamed to pause her kissing while figuring out just how large I was.
As we continued to kiss she began pulling me froward until she was lying flat on her back with me on top of her. I reached up her thigh and unbuttoned her skirt, as I pulled it out from underneath her I realised that she wasn’t wearing any panties. I kicked my jeans off he rest of the way and began rubbing my cock up and down her slit, feeling her juices flowing onto my shaft and hearing her moan in my mouth.
“Mmmmm,” she sighed, breaking the kiss and tilting her head back “don’t tease me, it’s been so long.”
“So long?” I asked, still refusing to penetrate her, “but I thought the Sister…”
“So long since I’ve been with a man,” she groaned.
I decided that if she really needed it that bad I’d give it to her. I slid a little lower and thrust my cock into her waiting pussy. You’d think that a woman who had had two kids would not be a tight as one who hadn’t, but my mother’s cunt wrapped around me and started milking my dick for all it was worth. I guess not having a real dick in her for so long had somehow made her tight again.
Unlike her daughter or niece she didn’t bellow or scream out profanities as I slowly fucked her. Instead her breathing came and deep rattling moans and let out a soft gasp every time I pushed in to her. I bent forward and began licking her breasts, just brushing her nipples with he tip of my tongue at first before taking them into my mouth and sucking them till they diamond hard. We kept going like this for quite sometime, all sense of reality was lost as we rock back and forward. The fact that she was so beautiful and the fact that she was my mother was quickly bringing me to the edge.
“Oh yes,” she began whispering, seemingly to herself. “Oh yes, that’s it, oh yes, oh, oh, oh.” When reached up and pulled my to her, our lips meeting passionately and waves of pleasure crashed through her body.
“I’m almost there,” I said, leaning back and looking her in the eyes.
“Oh let me taste it,” she moaned, her own orgasm diminishing. “I need to taste it.”
I pulled out of her and rolled to the side, eagerly she reached for my manhood began to stroke me, but before she could get her moth around it my body tensed and I came. The first few streams flew onto her chest before she engulfed me and drained every last drop from my body. I looked down and saw her licking what she could from herself, her eyes closed as she relished the taste. She crawled up and lay down next to me, letting out a deep sigh of satisfaction. I put my arm around her and gave her a hug, she wrapped her arms around me and we lay there for some time, just relaxing and enjoying the feeling of being so close to each other. It was a while before I got up and headed for the door.
“I have things to,” I said to her as I opened the bedroom door.
“Remember what I said” whispered my mother, seeming to be on the edge of sleep “you have to let Clare go now, she’s yours anytime now, but you can tell anyone about her and Mr Derren.”
“I remember,” I said, closing the door behind me as I left her to get some much-needed rest.
It was getting on to midnight by the time I finally got around to seeing Clare. I walked across the landing, laden down with a number of disks and pushed her door open. She was sitting propped up in bed with a book open in front of her and her reading glasses on. She hardly ever wore them, preferring contact lenses, but to perfectly honest I though that they made her look sexy in a totally different way. Like a cute girl from the library, who is hot as hell but seriously inexperienced, a lot of guys don’t like glasses but I kind of do.
“Hey I got something for you,” I said and placed the pile of data storage devices on her desk where she could see them. “This is all the stuff I had on you, I’ve already gotten ride of Steph’s but wanted you to have these.”
She looked at me over the top of her glasses of a moment, as if warring with her self, then she swung around and pulled back the covers on her bed revealing a pink, almost see through nightie and crossed the room towards me.
“So mum’s made you a Champion then has she?” she asked warily.
“Actually,” I replied, fishing the black pendant out of my shirt “I am now The Champion of the High Priestess. But don’t worry, I’ve got plenty more girls to keep me occupied now, so your secrets safe with me.”
Clare stood there for a bit as if trying to come up with the right words, then she reached over picked up the disks and handed them back to me.
“Why don’t you hang on to these for a while,” she said with the slights hint of a smile.
For the umpteenth time that day I found myself struck dumb, standing there looking at my sister the words took a while to form in my brain then seemed to have to fight their way to my mouth.
“But wasn’t this what you wanted? For me to not have any control over you like this?”
“I though it was,” she sighed, then sank down on the bed and stared at the floor for a minute before speaking again. “Look there’s something you don’t know about me.”
“Yeah, I’ve been getting that a lot today.” I said, sitting down next to her.
“Since I was thirteen I’ve really cared about you, as in, more then I should have, as in more then a sister should.”
“You mean as in…?”
“I wanted you, for so long, but I couldn’t do it because I’m your sister and I’m a Sister.”
“They why were you such a bitch to me for so many years?”
“I guess I though that if you hated me then these feelings would stop,” she said, still looking down at the floor.
“But I’m a Champion now,” I said, sitting down next to her “I don’t need leverage over you for us to have sex.”
“Its just, look, I’ve always been in charge,”
“Yeah tell me about it,” I muttered.
“But the last few days, being your slave, the way you dominated me, it was just, I don’t know, unbelievable. I just don’t want it to stop.”
“You mean,” I though for a moment “you want to keep being my slave?”
“Yes,” she turned around and looked at me with a million dollar smile I hadn’t seen in years “Master.”
I leaned in and kissed her, is funny, after everything I had already done to her I had never really kissed her. As we frenched I stretched around behind her and started groping her arse. She leaned forward to grant me more access and her kissing became all the more passionate.
“You like my arse don’t you?” she smirked.
“Is that a trick question?” I chuckled and gave her a slap on the butt, causing her to jump a little.
“Back of the closet,” she whispered. “I think you’ll find something you’ll like.
Not having any idea what else Clare could possibly have hidden in her room I opened the closet and reached back to grasp a long thin pole in the corner. I pulled it out and turned around to see Clare bent over the bed, with her legs planted on the floor and her arse high in the air. It was then that I noticed what it was that I was holding in my hand: it was a riding crop.
“Why do you have a riding crop in your closet?” I asked as I walked over to her.
“Duh” she said, craning her neck around to look at me “to use on people.”
“Like who?” I asked, testing the weight of the implement in my hand.
“Steph, mostly,” she responded, looking at the growing bulge in my pants. “We get together a lot, she’s actually very submissive.”
“So you’re the one in charge?”
“Usually, yeah,”
Before the words were even out of her mouth I let loose and swatted her with all my strength across the left arse cheek. She squeaked and dug her fingers into the bedspread.
“Not any more your not,” I growled.
I continued to smack her across the arse, even though I now knew the reason for it all that still didn’t change the fact that she had made my life a bit of a misery for many years, and by god she was going to pay for it. I lifted up her nightie exposing her bare backside and started taking out all my frustrations on that gorgeous piece of flesh. Her butt was soon red raw but still I didn’t stop, I don’t know if she want me to.
“Stop! Please!” she shouted each time I struck her “Please! Stop! Don’t! Stop! Please! Don’t! Stop! Please don’t! Stop! Please, don’t, stop! Don’t STOP! PLEASE DON”T STOP!” the more she screamed the more I liked it, I slid out of my pants and took my cock in hand, jerking it and I slapped her arse. I saw her hand snake its way between her legs and start fingering her now dripping pussy. I kept up my assault with the riding crop, watching her play with herself. At the final moment, right before she was about to hit her peak I stopped spanking her and pulled her hand away from her clit. She fought me at first but I’m much bigger and stronger then she is and I soon wrestled her to the bed.
“Please,’ she begged, “Please I need to come!”
“So com already,” I replied lying back down on the bed. Without needing to be told she quickly straddled my waist and assumed the reverse-cowgirl position.
“OH-YESSSSSS!” she growled as her pussy sank to envelope my cock. She must have still been on the verge of orgasm as it only took only a few stroked before she was thrashing around screaming, “YES! YES! YES!”
She then began riding me in earnest, bouncing her hip up and down and leaning back a little further each time until she her hands were either side of my head and her knees had lifted her into a crab walk. I reached up and grabbed both her gorgeous and began massaging them with the palm of my hands, causing her to start bouncing even faster. Considering how I hadn’t cum in nearly ten hours it wasn’t long before I felt that familiar sensation bubbling in my loins. I slid my hands down to her hips and at the last second pulled her down onto me, holding her in place while I shot my load deep into her. It must have been just enough to send her over the edge as she let out a particularly violent “AHHHHHHHH!” then the arms and legs gave way and she collapsed onto me.
We lay like that for a few minutes, while my cock deflated inside her and our breathing began to normalise. She rolled over, staying on top of me, my now limp dick slipping out of her love tunnel.
“I love you,” she said looking in my eyes, and in that moment all the feeling of resentment, anger and hate that I had felt up until then simply slipped away.
“I love you, too,” I whispered, and it was true. Not like I wanted to move to Alabama, marry her and have kids or anything, but not like she was just my big sister anymore. It was something more, something deeper then that.
We kissed one last time, then rolled over, pulled up the covers and fell asleep in each other’s arms.
I woke up the next day around noon, still in Clare’s bed with her snuggled up beside me and for the first time in years I had no morning wood. My muscles were stiff and felt like I could do with a shower and a hot meal before getting on with the remainder of the day. As I walked out on to the landing I looked down into the living room and saw Steph and my mum on the couch kissing passionately with their hands down the front of each others pants. I guess that now I was in on the whole deal they had a bit more freedom to do that sort of thing in the house, I guess that it was kind of the reason that I had been so much of an outsider, everyone else had been in on some big secret and I had been completely left out, until now that is.
For a moment I thought about going down to join them but considering that I could get in on this any time I instead opted for a shower, promising my genitals I would make it up to them later.
Despite the actions of yesterday I found myself getting hard in the shower, guess my morning wood was just a little late to arrive. By the time I hopped out I was sporting a full eight-inch hard on that refused to go away. I was about to get dressed but decided what the hell, the house was nice and warn and besides it would probably make a lot of thing easier.
I headed down stairs and into the kitchen, after empting the contents of a bottle of milk I headed into the living room to watch a bit of telly. I had completely forgotten about mum and Steph, that is until I walked in and saw them in a full on sixty-niner right in the same spot where I had fucked Clare a few days before. Steph was on the bottom with her legs spread wide and my mum going to town on her exposed pussy, I could see my mum going nuts fingering Steph like she was trying to push the stop button on a nuke launcher. As I watched the tow of them began to climax; Steph sitting back on mums face while still fingering her clit and mum bucking her hips, letting loose muffled screams into her niece’s pussy.
As the two of them came down they finally noticed me sitting on the lounge with a massive erection in my lap. Neither of them seemed surprised by my appearance as they disentangled themselves from each other and lay back on the carpet in the perfect display of seductiveness.
“About time you got up,” said my mum from the floor “Steph and I were getting bored waiting.”
“I’m glad to see you found a way to pass the time,” I said, beginning to rub my ragging hard-on.
“You might not want to do that just yet,” she said, standing up and sitting on the lounge next to me. “You’ve got a big day ahead and you may want to save your self.”
“Big day?” I asked, letting go of my dick and looking around at her, “Doing what?”
“Today,” she said reaching out and giving my cock a gentle squeeze, “we start making you into a Champion.”
To Be Continued…
In the next instalment of The Sisterhood: our hero begins to delve into the world of the Sisters, discovering just how deep their society runs. He starts to learn their way and finds out his mom was right: ‘there’s a lot more to being a Champion the just having sex.

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Sex With a Girl

Being the new girl at school is never the best. This place was so unfamiliar, I wish I had somebody to tell me where I was supposed to go. As I was roaming around the school trying to find my classroom I bumped into a pretty redhead. She had a nice, hourglass figure and a gorgeous face. “Hi, I’m new around here,” I said to her, not knowing what the hell I was doing. It was like I forced myself to speak without even thinking. She smiled at me. It was one of the warmest smiles I’ve ever seen in my life. “Hey, welcome to our school, I’m Sylvia,” she replied. I smiled back at her, thinking that this was going to be a good day for me.
“Would you mind showing me around the school? I’m kind of lost,” I asked her.
“Yeah, sure.” Sylvia offered me her hand to hold. “You better hold on, it’s pretty crowded around here, you may get lost easily.” I took her hand as she led me the way. I couldn’t help but notice how soft and velvety her hand was. She said politely, “So, I didn’t get your name yet.” “Oh, right. My name’s Brooklyn. It’s nice to meet you,” I replied. From there on she lead the way around the school while me and her got to know each other better.
“What class are you in?” she asked.
“I’m in 11-6, Ms. Acobas’ class.”
“Really? I’m in Acobas’ class too.” She smiled her beautiful smile again.
Sylvia lead me into our homeroom class, sat down at a desk in the back of the room and patted the seat next to her, signalling that she wants me to sit next to her. I gladly sat down where she told me to and stared at her, pretty much for the whole period. I’ve never been this much attracted to a girl before, I don’t know what has gotten into me. She was just so beautiful, the way her eyes glimmer when they hit light, and the way her smile shows off her perfectly straight teeth. It wasn’t only her face that i found appealing. Her body was a piece of artwork. She had a cute, round little ass, and her legs were long and smooth looking.
When school was over, Sylvia asked for my cell number. I was so excited, I didn’t know what to say. Without hesitation, I got a pen out of my book bag and wrote down my number on the back of her hand. “Great, I’ll call you tonight Brooke,” she said. “See you tomorrow.”
That night, when I was doing my math homework, my phone suddenly started ringing. I was eager to see who was calling me. I darted out of my desk chair and ran to my phone. I looked at the screen. I didn’t recognize the number, but I picked it up anyway. “Hello?” “Hey Brooklyn, it’s Sylvia. I told you I’d call you.” She let out a giggle. “I wanted to know if you wanted to hang out sometime. Maybe the park or something. Like, tomorrow, after school?” I was so happy, I’ve only been to school for one day and already i’ve made a friend. And a super sexy one too. “Of course I’ll go to the park with you, it’ll be fun,” I told her. “Awesome, catch ya later,” she replied. I hung up, smiling so big my cheeks hurt.
The next day, I saw Sylvia in homeroom. I sat next to her, she looked at me and smiled. I caught her looking my breasts for a millisecond, as I was wearing a very low cut shirt that showed them off very nicely. I didn’t mention about her looking at them, because i wanted her to look at them. After school was finished, we walked to the park together. When we got to the park, we sat near a cute little lake and fed some pieces of bread to the ducks. When she was all out of bread to feed, she let out a joyful sigh and said, “I love the park. It’s so relaxing.” She lyed down and spread her arm out. The only reaction I had to that was to lay down as well, and lay my head on her arm. She brought my face closer to her breasts, intending to pull me closer to her. I couldn’t stop staring at them. They were the perfect size. Not too small and not too big. I began to wonder if I was becoming a lesbian.
I scooted closer to her, and we layed there, talking and giggling and sharing stories. We realized it was getting dark, so we stood up and headed towards home. It was a long walk, so we took rests on benches. While we were resting, I noticed her looking at my breasts again, and now this time she didn’t stop. “What are you looking at?” I asked her in a friendly way. Sylvia laughed. “Sorry, but your tits are just so tempting.” She sounded like she was joking, but the way she was staring at them told me that she was serious. “Are the–,” before I could finish my sentence she pulled me close to her and kissed me softly. Surprisingly, I didn’t want her to stop. I held onto her waist and pulled her closer to me, kissing her back softly. I felt her tongue trying to poke through my lips, and just as i let her tongue in, it was exploring every part of my mouth. She was playing with my tongue at last, which made me moan. I slid my hand up her leg, up to the back of her thigh, slowly and steadily reaching the bottom of her cute ass. I rubbed it softly as I made my way up to her full ass cheek.
I heard a tiny groan come from her as we were kissing, now passionately. She placed her hand on my breast, and flicked the tip of her finger over my now hardened nipple. As soon as she did so, I gasped and let out a big moan. My nipples are very very sensitive. She stopped kissing me. I looked at her disapprovingly. “I think I better sleep over your house tonight. My parents won’t mind,” she told me. I smiled immediately. We got up to walk again, and finally we were approaching my house. I led her to my room, hopped on my bed and said, “Wanna continue?” Without hesitating, Sylvia climbed over me, feeling me up as she did so. Her hand sneakily reached up my inner thigh, about a centimeter away from my pussy which was now completely soaked in my own lubricant.
She continued with her hands reaching up to my stomach, pulling my shirt up just enough to see my belly button. She started rubbing my stomach with her super smooth hands, I swear I could have her touch me like this all day if she would. I leaned my head back in pleasure and let out little moans. An unexpected wet warmness hit my stomach, it only took me half a second to realize that she was licking my stomach. Slowly, ever so slowly, she was running her tongue up my stomach until it reached my shirt. She bit the shirt and pulled it off of me, bent down and whispered in my ear, “It’s so fucking sexy that you didn’t wear a bra.” I smiled sexily at her and licked my lips, as she started kissing and nibbling on my neck. “Let me touch you,” she whispered once more. I spread my legs open just enough so that she can get her hand between then.
Sylvia reached her hand down and touched my clit, and as she did so my legs quivered. She looked at me in shock. “No panties either? You naughty girl.” She ran her finger up and down my slit, and every time her finger touched the hole of my pussy, she would rub it just for a few seconds, which drove me fucking wild. I let out a loud scream. I realized i couldn’t control myself as my fingers started pinching my nipples and flicking them. As Sylvia watched me, she reached up her skirt and started playing with her own pussy. Her pussy was the juiciest looking thing I’ve seen in my life, it was tiny and hairless, I just wanted to fuck it with my tongue. “I wanna taste you Sylvia,” I said to her. She responded by turning around so that her ass was facing me. I spanked it playfully, and she giggled. She liked it. I grabbed her hips, pulled her tiny pussy close to my face and started flicking my tongue around her clitoris. She was moaning and groaning so loudly, it made me so horny.
She bent down to feel my smooth, shaven pussy. I could tell she loved my pussy because she couldn’t stop playing with it. Finally, she began to lick the outer lips of my cunt, slowly working her way to the inner lips, and then the hole. She dug her tongue deep inside my tight pussy hole. Ecstasy rolled through my whole body as I pushed down on her head, forcing her tongue deeper into my little cunt. “Oh, yes baby! Eat that fucking pussy good,” I shouted. I spanked her hard then rubbed her little ass cheek. It felt so smooth. I placed the tip of my finger onto her pussy hole, and slowly intserted it inside of her. I teased her g-spot and she responded by moaning loud into my pussy. “You’re pussy’s so fucking wet Brooke, I bet you would be able to fit a 6 inch thick cock inside you right now,” she told me.
And what she said gave me an idea. went up to the closet, and came back with a sex toy. She looked at me with interest. “I want you to fuck my cunt with this toy baby,” I said to Sylvia. I lyed back down on the bed, spread my legs open wide. She saw my finger rubbing my clit and said, “You’re pussy is so yummy Brooklyn.” She then took the toy and slid it up and down my cunt. I stopped with my clit and when back to my tits. I took them both in my hands and licked one of my nipples. She began inserting the dildo into my cunt. I was so wet that it slid right in. I had the whole length of the rubber cock inside of me. After a few seconds, she started puling and pushing the toy in and out of my cunt. Slowly at first, but then she started to get faster, harder. I was in so much pleasure, my pussy was quivering, my legs were melting, my body was tightening, my nipples were rock hard and standing out like pencil erasers.
She began licking my clit as she was fucking my pussy with the toy. She sure knew how to give head, I’m sure she’s done this with other girls before. I changed my position. I was now on my hands and knees, face down,ass up, legs spread. This way she can fuck me better. And spank me. As she was fucking me with the dildo, I was screaming and shouting, which made her play with herself. Sylvia Started licking my asshole. The feeling was amazing, so amazing it was gonna make me cum all over her. “Oh shit, fucking hell, I’m gonna cum Sylvia, I’m gonna cum!” “I’m gonna cum too, oh shit yeah I’m gonna cum! I wanna cum in your mouth baby, i want you to taste my juices.” She took the toy out of me, she lay on the bed, I went on top of her in the 69 position, we both started tearing up each others pussy. Finally, our lady juices started pouring out of our pussies, we came at the same time.
I plopped down beside her on the bed and kissed her. “We better get to sleep,” I said. She just smiled. We both got under the covers, not bothering to get dressed, and fell asleep.
The next day, at school, I sat next to her in my usual seat. We both looked at each other with interest. She pushed her desk as close as she could to mine and scooted closer to me. Sylvia then took my hand and placed it on her pussy. She whispered the words, “Tonight. Your house.” I knew exactly what she meant by that.

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DESIRES

A NAKED LEGAL EPISODE. This episode finds Grace McBride in a determined pursuit to have Mr. Franklin identify and accept her offer to satisfy his deepest desire involving his relationship with her.