Virginity

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“Breaking Chloe in”

“Breaking Chloe in”
Copyright of Dark Matter
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Chloe’s eyes welled up with tears as a salami-sized penis slowly pushed inside her vagina. Most 15 year old girls were fast asleep, or fantasizing about kissing their imaginary prince charming. Instead, Chloe was having forced sex with her mother’s boyfriend.
It was only the second time that the 40 year old prison guard had skewered her lamb meat. His physical presence completely dominated the girl. Chloe stood at 4ft 11in, with a girlish pear-shaped figure. The perpetrator was 6ft tall, with tattoos and rugged male features.
Chloe’s muscle tube clamped down on the prison guard’s penis. It was a feeble attempt to prevent the progress inside her belly. The instinctive self defensive mechanism – and the contractions of her vaginal muscles – only added to his pleasure.
A steady stream of tears flowed down Chloe’s cheeks by the time he reached the end of her tunnel. Chloe welcomed a few moments of relief as he paused to compose himself. Her strawberries-and-cream complexion had turned bright red with the stress.
Chloe closed her eyes to minimise what was happening, but was still left with the sounds and smells. A wet squelching noise escaped from between her legs as the older man calmly pumped in and out. Her partner knew that he had to take it easy, as the extra tightness had almost caused him to finish prematurely during their first time.
The small bed squeaked in rhythm with the humping motions of the 220 pound male. The chorus was completed with repeated whimpers and sobs coming from Chloe’s gaping mouth; the sounds of quietly being broken in. Chloe wasn’t allowed to cry out loud during the older man’s visits (he was very keen to stop Chloe’s mother finding out). When her sobbing got a little too loud she was told to ‘SHHHHH!!!” She was forced to stay quiet, despite the severe physical and emotional stress.
The bedroom was also filled with the older man’s odour – alcohol, cigarettes and body odour – along with the natural smells from their sexual coupling.
***Losing Chloe’s virginity***
Chloe’s 15th birthday party was just about perfect. Just close family and friends, and a giant birthday cake. Her mother’s boyfriend had even bought her a new cell phone. It was actually the best birthday present that Chloe received on her 15th birthday.
In the months leading up to the birthday party, some of the playful flirting with her mother’s boyfriend had begun to take a more serious tone. While she had occasionally flirted back, she had not recognised the potential dangers if things escalated.
A few months out from Chloe’s birthday, things took a sinister turn. She was cornered by her mother’s boyfriend in the kitchen, where he made a direct proposition. Chloe was washing up the dishes when he grabbed one of her soft spongy arse cheeks. He told her in a hushed voice that they would have sex when she was “ready for it”.
In the early hours after her birthday party, she was woken by the sound of her mother’s boyfriend entering her bedroom and locking the door. She was trapped. Chloe lay still in her bed, paralysed with fear. Her mother had drunk several glasses of wine (more like 2 bottles) and had passed out, so there was no one to help.
The imposing man stood in the middle of the bedroom, undid his zipper, and pulled his pants and boxer shorts down in one swift motion. The first sight of his bulky cock and balls caused Chloe’s heart to sink, and her stomach churned. A fat pork sausage with a big circumcised head was hanging down from his crotch. She remembered overhearing her mother calling him “Horse” and “Horse Dick” a couple of times. A large meaty sack hung from the hairy base of his cock.
“W…w…what are you doing”, she asked Horse in a shaky voice. Horse raised an index finger to his lips as he approached the bed, “shhhhhhh”. Chloe knew full well what he was doing.
Horse wasted no time. His quick movements took the teen by surprise. Within moments he was leaning over the bed and the blankets were pulled down. Like every other night, Chloe was wearing only a t-shirt and pair of plain cotton panties to bed. Her small pubic mound stared invitingly up at Horse. Horse reached down with both hands and peeled the girl’s underpants from underneath her hips. “No…no…please…no…” was all that Chloe could manage. The protests had no effect and the panties were quickly peeled down her thighs.
It all happened so quickly that there was no time for evasive action or self defence from the startled girl. She had no idea what to do. Mild shock had set in.
When he had said they would have sex when she “was ready”, Chloe imagined they’d have a strange conversation one day, or that they’d talk it over. She’d even rehearsed some lines to politely decline him when the moment came, to tell him that she was “very flattered, but that it wouldn’t be right”. Naively, Chloe had assumed the whole way along that she would at least have the choice, the final say on whether he could have her – a simple NO!
A feeling of relief washed over Horse when he saw soft pubic hair sprouting from Chloe’s cunt. There was a black tuft at the bottom of her lips that was a bit thicker. Among the hair, Horse could easily make out the pair of lips that was waiting for his attention. The hair was proof enough; according to Horse, she was ready for sex.
Chloe just lay still. She experienced a flashback to the scuffles she’d heard from her mother’s bedroom. Horse would come home drunk on a Friday or Saturday night. Sometimes a heated argument broke out. And there were the times she’d heard the sounds of forced sex. Her mother would sometimes cry for an hour or more during the prolonged sessions in the bedroom next door. She remembered how her mother’s bed creaked throughout.
Horse spread the teen girl’s legs open and took up his position to mount Chloe. She begged again for him to stop. “Please no…please, please, please…no-no..Please don’t.” Horse ignored Chloe’s begging again, “SHHHHHHHH!!” In the wink of an eye the big mushroom head was probing the middle of Chloe’s lips. But Chloe was completely dry. Even after several attempts to get Chloe’s body to respond, the small patch of hair did not yield any moisture.
In frustration he stood up and decided to change tack and “switch ends”. He muttered something about Chloe’s tight hole and resigned himself to the possibility that oral sex might have to do. Horse had his young sex student sit on the side of the bed. With his left hand, he introduced the head of his penis to her mouth, while his right hand encouraged her mouth to open for him. She could barely stretch her jaws wide enough to take the helmet of his penis inside her mouth.
Chloe gagged as she inhaled the musky smell coming from his cock and balls. She felt sick when she tasted the male saltiness. Horse enjoyed the hot moist sensation of Chloe’s mouth and tongue. Her inexperienced lips and teeth dragged across the sensitive skin of the mushroom head, adding to his pleasure. For a change, he didn’t mind teeth on his cock. It felt incredible with Chloe’s tongue also rubbing against the sensitive underside of his helmet.
Before long, Horse’s thoughts returned to the sweet little slit that he’d seen. He knew that he had to have it. One way or another, he was going to get inside Chloe.
Horse remembered that a bit of saliva had sometimes helped to lubricate Chloe’s mother. It had especially come in handy during the torrid Friday night sessions. He spat a generous amount of saliva on his fingers and reached down under Chloe’s crotch to get at the small lips between her thighs. He expertly rubbed the saliva up and down between the fleshy folds in the middle of Chloe’s crotch.
Horse continued to rub at Chloe’s pussy with his right hand, while his left hand guided Chloe’s head back and forward on the head of his cock. Before long, Chloe’s mouth had cleaned the all the saltiness away from the head of Horse’s penis. Her mouth filled with a disgusting taste, but she knew to keep sucking and licking.
It took about 5 minutes but Chloe’s cunt finally yielded some moisture. She wasn’t exactly dripping wet, but Horse figured it was enough to get started. His confidence soared. He pulled out of her mouth and made Chloe lie down on the bed.
A second portion of saliva was rubbed onto the head of the pork sausage, before Horse returned to his position between the frightened girl’s legs. He lowered his hips to align the eye of his penis with her opening. Horse moved in for the kill and pressed the head of his penis against the moistened lips. With a little light pressure, the helmet of Horse’s cock nestled snugly between the cunt lips. A first squeal of sexual pain escaped from Chloe’s mouth.
Penetration inside the girl did not come easily. Every few seconds Horse had to subtly change the angle of his hips to edge the head of his swollen cock back and forward. Horse’s technique helped him to slowly make progress inside, about a half inch or so at a time.
Horse felt an extra sweet resistance as he broke through her hymen, and he enjoyed the squeal of pain that came with it. From the perspective of a horny 40 year old male, taking Chloe’s virginity was the most intense pleasure he had ever experienced.
In sharp contrast, the pain for Chloe was excruciating. The friction of the old man rubbing against her flesh was intense. From Chloe’s perspective she felt as if she was being ripped open.
Chloe squirmed underneath Horse’s heavy body. The walls of her vagina burned each time he pushed in and pulled out. Horse’s walnut-sized balls rubbed against the mattress as his hips moved back and forward. In the months to come, the big meat sack hanging from the base of his cock would fill Chloe many times.
Chloe flinched when Horse finally ejaculated. She lay trembling on the bed after her mother’s boyfriend had finished his business. Her introduction to sex was easily the worst event of her short life.
Horse enjoyed a post coital pee while Chloe lay in bed. A musky clam smell rose up from his cock. When he looked down to aim his cock at the toilet bowel, he saw traces of Chloe‘s blood along his pork sausage – it confirmed that he had claimed her virginity. A wave of pride swept over him with the knowledge that he had been the first to have the girl.
After months of fantasizing and planning, he had finally deflowered Chloe – the girl of his sick and twisted dreams. To celebrate, he downed some shots of his best whisky from the liquor cabinet. The whisky he saved for special occasions.
***Punishment***
The day to day outlook for the teen girl depended entirely on Horse’s plans each night. Chloe lost nights of sleep and began to slip behind in school work. After almost 4 months, one night Chloe decided to fight back. She shoved at Horse’s heavy body to push him away, and clamped her creamy white thighs together as tight as she could. She cupped one of her hands over her crotch to protect herself and used her other hand to try and keep her panties on.
Horse’s response to Chloe’s resistance was decisive, and brutal – a hard slap to Chloe’s face, and she was promptly dragged by the arm down to the basement. The teenage girl was promptly stripped naked and forced down onto her hands and knees on the spare mattress in the basement.
To muffle Chloe’s sounds, the pair of pink cotton panties she’d been wearing was stuffed in her mouth. The physical domination aroused Horse further. His rough hands grabbed her hips and he immediately impaled her petite body from behind.
The move to the basement had made Chloe’s plight much worse. The girl was soon blubbering and snivelling. From time to time she let out a muffled animal shriek. It turned Horse on to sense the pain that he was inflicting on the teen girl. It was a delicious spice that added flavour to Horse’s favourite dish. Horse liked to use his sexual potence as a weapon against Chloe. The whole process of penetrating Chloe, through to marking his territory inside her, was all part of his domination of the girl. It was not so much the pain itself, but the feeling of absolute control and domination.
Chloe’s body jolted as Horse continued to pummel her from behind. Every so often he gave her a hard smack on her arse cheeks, until there were bright red finger marks all over the spongy white flesh. The fatty flesh wobbled on Chloe’s arse each time his groin smacked into her rump. When Horse slowed down to compose himself for a few seconds, he admired the light brown skin around the rim of her anus; naturally smooth, soft and hairless. Perfect. The thought had crossed his mind to graduate to anal sex, but he knew that her back entrance would be way too small to take him. That would have to wait until Chloe was a bit older.
Once Horse felt that he’d made his point, she was instructed to take her position on her back, in preparation for his climax. A wave of relief swept through Chloe once she realised the worst of it was over. Her body started to release feel-good hormones in the wake of the trauma. Horse slowed his movements inside her belly. The steady pace towards the end of the ordeal was almost sensual compared to what had come before.
Horse’s climax didn’t take long to arrive. The panties were first removed from Chloe’s mouth so that Horse could hear her all of her noises while he came. Her breathing became ragged and she let out howls of discomfort as Horse helped himself to another intense orgasm. After he pulled out of her sticky hole, Chloe noticed small spots of her blood on his shaft and on the big purple head of his penis. Small tears had developed along her vaginal walls. The bruising from the sexual onslaught would hurt for 2 or 3 days afterwards.
The night in the basement changed things. It changed Chloe. She came dangerously close to slipping into a downward spiral. Fortunately her survival instincts kicked in. She later came to the conclusion that there was nothing she could do to change the situation. The brutal lesson in the basement ensured she would never resist the bedroom duties again. As Horse had put it, Chloe belonged to him; and he would have her whenever he wanted. She dutifully provided access to her body whenever Horse wanted or needed.
*** In heat***
Once Chloe had conceded her fate, she did her best to console herself and get through the rigours of her new life. It’s fair to say that Horse’s actions changed most aspects of Chloe’s life.
The teenage girl gave up on the dreams of meeting a guy, especially after Horse convinced her mother that Chloe was “far too young to date”. Horse was determined to keep Chloe to himself.
After several months of servicing Horse’s needs, Chloe’s perspectives on love, sex, and relationships, changed completely. The situation with Horse was her only benchmark when it came to the opposite sex, and the frequent intercourse with the older man was the only thing she knew. Chloe was virtually brainwashed into feeling a sense of normality about her circumstances. In the end, she resigned herself to the sexual arrangements with Horse. Ironically, despite losing most of her faith in the opposite sex, Chloe’s relations with Horse became a case of “better the devil you know”. And on the rare occasions she wanted sex, she didn’t have to wait long for Horse to provide it.
When Chloe finally spilled the beans about her “older guy” to her circle of girlfriends, she was met with complete disbelief. But her graphic – and somewhat detailed – explanation of some of her experiences convinced everyone. The group of girls was split on whether Chloe’s stories about unprotected sex were “gross” or “hot”; her stories about receiving Horse’s sticky cream pies were met with gasps and giggles. Chloe enjoyed the tiny taste of notoriety.
Horse even bought Chloe a brand new bed (to stop the midnight squeaking). Chloe’s mother was incredibly grateful for his generosity – maybe he was even father material! Although, Chloe’s mother was perplexed by all of the yellow and brownish stains on the old mattress (she had no idea that most of them were cum stains, along with a few blood stains). The new bed was an oversized king single with a top of the range mattress. Very expensive. But Chloe wasn’t fooled; she knew it was just another tool to facilitate the dirty old man’s secret visits to her bedroom. When Chloe’s mother wasn’t looking, she sarcastically poked her tongue at Horse. He smiled wryly. The beautiful white bed was duly christened later that night.
Chloe was still very confused about what the situation meant for her in the longer term. She had always been incredibly insecure about her prospects after high school. There were no plans to go on to college or university. Study wasn’t exactly Chloe’s strong point. In fact, there were no plans at all beyond high school. Chloe figured she might pick up a retail job. But even then, she knew that a decent job could be hard to come by. She had her pretty looks, and that was about it.
Chloe still day dreamed occasionally that she might find someone special to take care of her, if Horse ever decided to move on. But if things didn’t work out well, Chloe figured that she’d have to stay on and live with Horse and her mother. In the worst case scenario, she knew that Horse could be the meal ticket for both Chloe and her mother. So she tried to treat Horse well when she could.
Despite having intercourse 2 or 3 times a week – sometimes more – the teen girl miraculously avoided falling pregnant. They had never once used a condom. Horse had forbidden any form of contraception. Their emotions with each menstrual cycle couldn’t have been further apart. Incredible relief swept through Chloe when she started to bleed each month. Increasingly, she had become stressed about the likelihood of falling pregnant. However, it was an insult to Horse’s manhood. Why hadn’t she fallen pregnant? Again?! He wondered if she was taking the pill, even though he had instructed her not to.
But nature is never to be underestimated. One Saturday morning, about 6 months after Chloe lost her virginity, her mother made one of her big family breakfasts. Chloe was still feeling hazy from a long sleep. She felt a bit funny in her tummy, and a bit funny “down there”. A quick check with a hand mirror before breakfast revealed the clear sticky stuff that sometimes appeared there.
The feeling of the stickiness distracted the teen girl at the breakfast table. Not knowing what it was. She didn’t understand why it happened. Chloe didn’t even want Horse’s advances most of the time, so why was she so wet sometimes? And without any reason!? It made her feel dirty and a little horny all at the same time.
After lunch, Chloe’s mother slipped into avoidance mode and disappeared to do the weekly food shopping. Things had been a bit awkward around the house and her mother didn’t know why; or what to do. That left Chloe all alone with Horse. It had been almost a week since he’d had enjoyed her lamb meat. She started to wonder – hope – that he might have even lost interest. She was snapped out of her day dreaming when an order was barked at her from the bathroom, “Chloe, come in here”. Clearly, he hadn’t lost interest.
Minutes later, Chloe lay still on a big white towel on the bathroom floor. Horse spread shaving cream over the patches of prickly regrowth around Chloe’s pubic area. He started by shaving the sparse stubble above her lips, before shaving Chloe’s bikini line. Next, he slowly shaved inwards towards her vulva. He took care and used deft little strokes as he shaved the full length of her lips.
Chloe’s outer lips were surprisingly generous and plump, and her hips were also starting to fill out nicely with puberty. She looked very inviting. Her inner labia were neatly tucked away inside her cunt, out of sight. The fat outer lips were neatly folded together and looked like a delicious butterfly cupcake, ready to be piped with cream. In fact, Chloe even preferred the shaved look to the yucky black hairs. And it also happened to feel good when her underpants rubbed against the bare skin.
Despite the best efforts to ignore all the attention being given to her pubic mound, extra blood had started flowing to the area. All of the touching and rubbing during shaving had worked to sensitize Chloe’s genitals. Chloe sensed that her private parts were responding to the attention (without her permission).
Her pussy tingled as Horse paused to inspect the fleshy rose bud a little closer. A tiny glint of moisture had caught his attention as he wiped away some spots of shaving cream with a towel. The full extent of the moisture was revealed once the chubby outer lips were spread a little.
Horse’s index finger dabbed at the little hole at the centre of Chloe’s inner flaps. Chloe’s genitals tingled even more. When Horse pulled his finger away from the little hole, it produced a sticky spider web. The syrup oozing from between her freshly shaved lips was tacky and clear. Horse’s penis began to stir straight away. Immediately, he guessed that it could be Chloe’s fertile time.
“Sugar tits, I think you’re in heat…” Horse announced. Chloe looked blankly up at him. He went on to explain, “…you know, your body is getting ready to make a baby.” A rush of adrenaline surged through Chloe when she heard Horse’s discovery. Despite her own ignorance, Horse had been able to see straight through her to the most intimate secrets.
Horse’s penis sprang up as he undid his pants. He leaned down and brushed the hair away from Chloe’s face. His other hand was already stroking his cock in preparation for Chloe, “time for some baby-making sweetie.” Chloe blushed. She knew that he meant it. A few weeks earlier she had experienced an anxiety attack about falling pregnant. “What happens if I get pregnant?” she had asked in a trembling voice. Horse’s reply came with a wry smile, “well you’ll be pushing my baby out in 9 months”. He waited a minute before adding, “We’ll get a place together and start a family”.
It was hard for the 15 year old girl to process the fact that Horse wanted her to produce a baby. Chloe read everything she could find on the internet, from conception to child birth. She became obsessed with knowing everything about pregnancy. She needed to know, in case she fell pregnant. The teen girl’s research did nothing to help her fears about child birth itself. But the pictures of big bellies, and babies developing inside the womb, only added to Chloe’s curiosity about the whole process. She even researched teen pregnancy. Chloe was fascinated by the pictures of teen girls with big bellies, and swollen tits filled with milk. Many of the pregnant teens also happened to be taking a big cock in their pussy or their mouth – or both.
Talking about Chloe’s fertility had also gotten under Horse’s skin. He had transformed from disciplinarian to stud breeder. Horse’s focus had shifted to the prize inside Chloe’s belly by the time the teen was lying on the big towel on the bathroom floor. While Horse saw Chloe as a sex object – his sexual property – he had also started to see something else in the girl: a clean healthy young woman to potentially carry a baby when the time was right. At 40 years of age, he knew there might not be many more chances after Chloe (it was already too late for Chloe’s mother). Twisted as it was, it felt right for him.
He lowered his hips to position his cock at her belly opening. Seconds later the eye of his naked penis was dabbing at the tiny hole where his finger had just been. There was never any question that Horse would suddenly stop to roll a condom on while Chloe was fertile. The head of his cock was quickly covered with natural lubricant and cervical mucus. He probed some more at the moisture. A few seconds later he burrowed into Chloe’s moist flesh. The penetration was slow and sensuous. It was the smoothest and easiest sexual penetration that they had experienced together.
Chloe gasped. She couldn’t help but enjoy the feeling as the rim of horse’s helmet glided inside her muscular tunnel. The gentle penetration by the older came as a complete surprise, after all the rough treatment she had received. The sudden generosity and kindness made Chloe feel that she wasn’t just a piece of meat. Those few precious moments of tenderness made her feel that her body was wanted and valued.
Chloe’s body was awash with hormones. After being fucked on the bathroom floor for about 10 minutes, the mixture of hormones and emotions were brought to head. She began to let go, resigned to the reality of what was happening. On top of meeting Horse’s needs, the hormones rushing around Chloe’s fertile body were driving her own primal urges. The events of the past 24 hours had stirred something. It was undeniable. It was unstoppable. It was the primal instinct that hungered for Horse’s sperm, to fertilise her egg.
Horse looked down at his pubescent girl with a knowing grin, sensing that she was responding well to him physically. He stared down at the gentle curves of her hips and the fresh young cunt that he was ploughing. Chloe’s narrow vagina widened and lengthened to accommodate him. A drizzle of cervical mucus leaked out of her cunt and ran down her arse crack. The clear sticky fluid would later assist Horse’s sperm to swim their long journey into her belly.
Delicious sighs of pleasure and pain gently bubbled out of Chloe’s sweet mouth. Even the twinges of pain were laced with a new sensation – carnal pleasure. Chloe suddenly felt that some of the pain was worth it. For the first time, she took pleasure in Horse’s bitter-sweet gift of pain.
A couple of minutes later, Horse angled himself deeper inside, to get better access to the tissue around Chloe’s cervix. With a few expert strokes in the right spot, Horse delivered several parcels of his sperm to the tiny opening in Chloe’s belly. Horse was paralysed by a powerful orgasm. His scrotum rested heavily against Chloe’s anus as he shoved the full length of his cock all the way inside as he finished ejaculating. Chloe cooed as she felt the spurts of hot fluid enter her body.
Horse lay on top of Chloe for a while as his cock continued to twitch inside her cunt. When the last bits of his orgasm had faded away, he kissed her on the cheek, “good girl…you did really well today sweetie”.
Afterwards, Chloe stood up and used a hand towel to wipe away the excess semen from her vulva. She was tidying her hair in the bathroom mirror when Horse returned to wash his hands. He rewarded Chloe with another kiss on the cheek, “that was fantastic baby”. Chloe knew that she had pleased Horse. She could tell by the generous quantity of sperm that she was carrying. She smiled back at him quietly, knowing that her innermost needs had also been met.
***Horse takes a wife***
After the sex on the bathroom floor, Chloe felt strangely contented about what had happened. She concluded that baby making was much better than normal-every- day-sex. The sex in the bathroom had been completely different. It was gentle and attentive, and completely different from the usual rough and rushed style of sex she was used to.
She lay awake for a couple of hours that night wondering what might be happening inside her body. Chloe eventually drifted off to sleep, after finally accepting she might fall pregnant.
Chloe’s mother left early the next morning to go shopping over in the neighbouring town. Chloe’s mother said she wouldn’t be back until at least lunchtime. Her boyfriend had the House – and her daughter – all to himself for a whole morning.
A short time later, Horse heard the toilet flush after Chloe took an early morning pee. He knew that Chloe was up, so he called her into the master bedroom. “Sugar tits…?” Chloe didn’t hear him over the noise of the toilet refilling with water. He tried to summon her again, “CHLOE….?!”
Seconds later she opened the door to the master bedroom. “Babe, can you get me some coffee?” The girl nodded her sleepy head. She paused for a second and then asked Horse if he wanted any breakfast. He nodded. Horse was hungry, so he decided to wait and fertilise the girl’s belly again after he ate breakfast.
Chloe returned a few minutes later with two cups of steaming hot coffee and raisin toast with lots of butter, just the way he liked it. “Hop into bed with me sugar tits”. Horse downed his breakfast as the teenage girl sat quietly beside him in bed. He handed Chloe the TV remote and invited her to watch something if she wanted. A top 20 music show was on. Teen girls dressed in skimpy underwear danced across the TV screen. Horse mused that he already had a teen girl that was wearing skimpy underwear.
Horse watched as Chloe cleared away the dishes. She felt his eyes on her body as she left with the dishes. Horse watched the gentle wiggle of Chloe’s hips as she walked out of the bedroom. He loved the way her underpants were riding up her arse. Horse’s cock started to stir.
Chloe washed up in the kitchen, still dressed in her t-shirt and panties. She paused for a few seconds when she was done. She was confused about whether she was supposed to return to the master bedroom. She had never spent any time with Horse in the adults’ bedroom.
Chloe went back upstairs and stuck her head around the bedroom door. She asked her old man whether he needed anything else. Horse didn’t hesitate, “yes…how about you pull those panties down and get back into bed with me, sugar”. Chloe obliged. Despite some soreness in her pussy from the day before, Chloe sensed she was still fertile, and her body was keen to be penetrated again. Horse stared at Chloe’s pubic area as her hips wiggled back to the bed.
Horse turned the TV off and laid Chloe out in the big bed. He lifted up her t-shirt so he could watch her breasts during sex. “Breasts” is probably too strong a word for the pointy little mounds of raised flesh on Chloe’s chest. Her tits were the shape of two tiny cones, topped with delicious brown candy nipples. Chloe’s often felt embarrassed by her breasts. Her sugar tits were so small that they barely wobbled during sex, and she hadn’t even graduated from training bras.
Horse’s fingers rubbed at the sticky slot between her legs. “I’m gonna try making a baby inside you again”. Chloe wasn’t able to respond in a coherent way while her clitoris was being massaged. The budding girl was still intoxicated with hormones, so she was more than willing to accommodate Horse’s needs. More importantly, she wanted Horse to attend to her needs.
Horse parted Chloe’s thighs and took up his position. Her reproductive canal was still extremely moist and Horse’s cock got inside the pubescent girl without any difficulty. Chloe’s face flushed bright red as his penis penetrated deep inside her tummy. It didn’t take long for Horse to settle into a familiar rhythm with his girl.
Chloe listened obediently as her old man talked about getting her pregnant. She felt slightly squeamish at the thought she was about to fall pregnant to Horse. In short, the 15 year old girl was drowning in the sensations of breeding with the older man.
Chloe’s legs opened further, instinctively maximizing Horse’s access to her reproductive organs. She was amazed at how good it suddenly felt to have her old man working away inside her belly. She loved the fact that he was riding her bareback, and would soon squirt inside her tummy.
The baby making session went for almost 45 minutes before the familiar itch began to well up inside Horse. As he raised his tempo to climax, the bed springs started to make a crunching and grinding sound. He groaned contentedly as he started to ejaculate inside his fertile babe again. Chloe felt generous portions of thick warm semen being delivered to her again.
Half way through Horse’s orgasm, the ragged thrusting from Horse’s penis rubbed against Chloe’s g-spot, which produced involuntary contractions from Chloe. The beginnings of a delicious orgasm rippled all the way through her vagina. As Horse fertilised Chloe’s birth canal, he set off the first orgasm of Chloe’s life; she was amazed at the way it washed over her in powerful waves.
Afterwards, Horse continued to move his softening cock back and forward inside his girl, to drag out the last bits of both of their orgasms. He rewarded Chloe with praise as he pulled out, “good girl”.
Chloe closed her eyes. She knew that it was a defining moment in her life: her body was busy making preparations to produce a baby.
Later that afternoon, both of them wondered if this would be the time that Chloe actually fell pregnant. It was hard for the teen to think about anything else, as Horse’s semen dribbled into the crotch of her underpants throughout the afternoon.
Neither of them realised how far the process had already gone. By the time Chloe’s belly swallowed the full length of Horse’s breakfast sausage first thing that morning, the strongest sperm from the day before had already made the journey to Chloe’s fallopian tubes. The fertilised egg was already travelling down into Chloe’s waiting uterus.
By the time Chloe drifted off to sleep that night, the first speck of Horse’s baby had safely attached itself to the wall of her womb.
***The End***

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Another Good Night- Part III

Another Good Night- Part III
It had only been a few nights since Jason had started pestering her but already his disgusting attacks were starting to feel like a steady routine.
Hannah was already home and sitting at the table eating her evening meal when their brother got back home from work. Sarah sat at the table too, her small meal already finished. Hannah had noticed that her sister was zoned out as hell. She’d been talking to her about how school went but Sarah had just sat the whole time staring into the mid-distance. She couldn’t tell anyone the things she was thinking- they’d lose Hannah if she did- the courts wouldn’t allow her to stay with a sex offender and where else could she go. That’s what this was. Sexual abuse. And Sarah had no idea when Jason was going to ramp in up and take her virginity. The thought of her brother making her do that made her stomach roll.
He had come in carrying a white box which he left by the door. He took off his tie, putting it on the hooks, and strolled into the kitchenette like a king. He was such a smug asshole. Sarah couldn’t even look at him. He sat down at the table.
“Get me something to eat.” He ordered.
Sarah got up and drifted like a ghost to the oven. She produced the dinner she’d been keeping warm for him and put it down at his place setting.
“And a beer.” He said.
She fetched him a bottle of Bud.
He just sat there and fed himself with the roast strips of chicken; washing it all down with gulps of cold beer. He looked so content and Hannah could hardly believe he’d not snapped at her or called her a name yet. Her big brother was not her favourite person. As soon as she’d finished her dinner though Jason eyed her.
“You got homework?” He asked.
“Some sums,” Hannah answered.
“Why don’t you go to your room and get on that,” he said, “want you doing well at school, don’t we?”
“I suppose,” Hannah moaned, getting to her feet and grabbing her schoolbag from the door.
She trailed off wearily to her little room to start her homework. At nine years old she could hardly dream why Jason was always sending her to her room these days.
“Get me another beer, Sarah,” Jason ordered.
Sarah got up and moved again to the fridge. She grabbed a beer and took it back to him. This time she handed him the bottle. Not missing a beat Jason grabbed her hand and held it in his own. She was way too tired to fight with him and so she just let him hold her.
“How was your day?” He smiled.
Sarah just stared at him helplessly. He kept on smiling then he brought her hand to his lips and kissed it.
“I’ve been thinking about you, sweetheart,” he crooned, “I’ve been thinking about these nice soft hands…”
“Hannah’s going to hear.” Sarah frowned.
“You’re right,” Jason said, “we should save this for tonight.”
He put Sarah’s fingers in his mouth and started sucking on them. Sarah looked away; keeping her arm outstretched and letting him suck on her fingers. Finally he let go of her hand.
“Okay clean this place up,” he said, opening his second beer, “get the dishes done. I’m going to watch some TV.”
He went over to the living area and sat down on the couch. Flicking mindlessly through the cable channels. Evening waned into night in just that way; Jason watching TV and Sarah cleaning away the dishes. By the time she’d finished it was round nine thirty and Jason was getting restless.
“Sarah, get your ass over here,” he shouted at last.
Sarah heard his voice from where she was standing, at the sink, and it wasn’t long before she reacted. He was really wearing her down with his constant attention. She walked over to where he was sitting. He patted the couch next to him and she sat down uncomfortably close. Then, to her surprise, Jason shouted Hannah in from her bedroom. When Hannah came through Jason had her sit near them on the couch.
“You finished your homework?” he said.
“Yes,” Hannah replied.
“Good girl,” Jason said, “look Hannah… I wanna talk to you about how I used to hit you and Sarah…”
Hannah’s eyes went dim with the recent memory.
“I was a real asshole, huh,” Jason smiled, “look Hannah… I’m not gonna do that anymore… okay… it wasn’t even about you… it was about Sarah…”
Sarah couldn’t believe what she was hearing. Was he actually justifying himself to their nine year old sister?
“See,” he continued, “Sarah’s seventeen now… so she’s a grown-up like me in the family… you see… and sometimes grown-ups fall out and that makes life hard for the kids… you get it… but me and Sarah have been talking and we’re gonna try to get on and start liking one another a little and that’ll make life a lot easier for you, honey… no more hitting… you want that, right?”
“U-hu,” Hannah nodded.
“Cool,” Jason smiled, “but listen… for grown-ups to get on the way they need to they need some alone time… okay… just some time to chill-out together and do some grown-up stuff… so if you want everything to be cool with our little family you gotta go to bed early every night… you get me… give me and Sarah a chance to show each other how much we love each other…”
Hannah looked at Sarah’s glassy eyes. Was her sister getting ready to cry?
“Okay,” she said confusedly. Sarah didn’t look like she loved Jason at all, “okay, I’ll go to bed.”
“Good girl,” Jason smiled, “go on then. Get ready.”
Hannah left the room. Going to the bathroom first and brushing her teeth. Then she got her PJs, showered and got ready for bed. Jason watched every step like a shark; restless to start the ‘grown-up stuff’ with his hot fox of a sister. Finally Hannah was finished and she went into her room. Closing the door and switching off the light.
“I meant what I just told her Sarah,” Jason held the nape of Sarah’s neck softly in his hand, rubbing at the skin with his thumb, “I wasn’t bullshitting her… if I’m gonna be a decent guy to you and Hannah you gotta keep me happy at night… I love you so much, darlin’, and if you don’t let me show you how much I love you it’s gonna come out in other ways… like me hitting you guys…”
Jason pulled her face close to his.
“Christ you smell good, darlin’” he whispered, “you smell so goddamn nice… tell me I smell good…”
Sarah cringed. Jason tugged hard at her hair.
“Tell me I smell good, Sarah!”
“You smell good,” she winced.
“Make me fucking believe it, bitch!” He twisted her hair painfully in his fist.
“You do… you smell good Jason,” she whimpered, “please!”
His hand loosened on her hair and became affectionate again. His other hand started to caress her bare stomach under her sweater.
“I can’t believe you’re mine, darlin’” he breathed, “such a hot little seventeen year old pussy.”
His tongue lolled out and he pressed his wet mouth roughly against her lips. She opened her mouth instinctively for his probing tongue and let him make out with her in that disgusting way he’d developed over the years; rolling his long, wet tongue in and out. After about five minutes he pulled back. She could taste him in her mouth.
“You’ve made out with guys right?” He asked.
Sarah nodded. The shame and the disgust of the whole thing was nearly too much to take.
“How many?”
“Four.” Sarah’s voice shook and she lowered her eyes.
Jason put his hand softly on her chin and tilted her head up so she was facing him again.
“Make out with me like you did with them,” he said.
Sarah started crying.
“Don’t cry honey,” he stroked her hair, “don’t cry.”
“Please Jason,” she sobbed, “I don’t want to.”
“Come on honey,” he stroked her face, wiping away tears, “I love you more than any of those fucking assholes… make out with me…”
“Your my brother, Jason,” she cried, “please… this is killing me…”
He grabbed the nape of her neck and drew her firmly closer.
“Listen darlin’,” he said, “I don’t wanna fucking blackmail you or shit… but what I said to Hannah still stands… you’re gonna start treating me like your man or I’m gonna start treating you two a lot worse round here…”
He twisted a hand in her soft hair like before.
“Now I’ll start off… every time I stick my tongue in you do the same… do what you did with those other guys…”
Sarah cried but there was no time to plead with him again. He was on her already sucking at her lips and pushing his tongue into her mouth. A short sharp tug on her hair made her react; pushing her own tongue back and into her brother’s warm mouth.
“Mmmmm,” Jason moaned.
Sarah cried.
He forced his tongue in and again Sarah was forced to respond licking the inside of his mouth as quickly as she could before having her tongue forced back into her own mouth again by his wet probing. All this and with the disgusting factor of the spit that was rolling between them; Sarah was sure Jason was manufacturing more saliva just for the occasion.
“Put your hands on my chest, babe… that’s it… like I’m your man…” he said.
Then he got back to kissing her. His hand was still lost in her thick hair and he was still pulling at it roughly; so rough that strands were being pulled from the scalp. Sarah was forced to pull back from the forced kissing session.
“Stop pulling my hair, Jason,” she said, “I’m doing it.”
Jason just laughed and continued to tug violently at her hair.
“Stop it!” She winced.
“Come on, babe,” he laughed again, “has a guy never got rough with you?”
“Please!” She cried.
“Aw, honey,” he smiled, “I said I wouldn’t hit you anymore… I never said I wasn’t gonna get rough with you in the sack…”
Sarah put her hand on his hand as he pulled at her hair some more; forcing their faces together and licking her out. She just had to tolerate him pulling her hair out and laughing while he did it.
“Okay babe,” he pulled her away, keeping hold of her hair.
She felt another heavy wave of revulsion as he started to quickly undo his belt.
“Time for a nice, sloppy blowjob.”
A tear ran down the whole length of her face as Jason finished undoing his belt and then pulled his jeans and boxer shorts down to his knees. His long, hard prick stood out arrogantly in the air; full of raging, horny blood and his full nuts lay heavily on the couch between his legs. She didn’t even have time to take it all in as Jason tugged and pulled her roughly onto his hardon.
“Open!”
She just cried.
“Come on, bitch!” he thrust his hips into her face, “suck on it.”
He reached down and prised open her jaw; forcing his thing into her warm mouth.
“Awww, shit!” he moaned, “take that cock. Give me a blowjob, babe! Nice fucking sloppy blowjob.”
He twisted her hair more roughly in his hands and forced his dick so far into her mouth that the head stuck in her throat. Sarah coughed violently and pulled away; she couldn’t help up spit on him which only seemed to turn Jason on more.
“Awww, yeah, darlin’, I knew you’d get used to it.”
He tried to forced her mouth back onto his dick; she tried to lever herself away from him with her hands on his thighs.
“Please, Jason,” she gasped, needing to breathe, “what if Hannah gets up?”
Jason’s strong hands slackened on Sarah’s head and he glanced at Hannah’s door.
“Fuck,” he laughed, “you’re right, babe. Let’s take this to the bedroom.”
***
He got up from the couch, butt-naked from the waist down and started dragging Sarah by the hair. He took her over to the front door first and retrieved the parcel he’d brought back from work. Then he forced her over to his bedroom and threw her inside. He locked the door.
“There,” he smiled, “more privacy for my sweet little cock-sucker.”
He grabbed the collar of her sweater roughly and tore it violently right down the front. Sarah gave a strangled scream but Jason just kept coming at her. He grabbed the material again- tore again. It came away from her body as a tattered red rag then he started in on her bra; pulling it off and breaking the strap. He pushed her down hard on his bed and then attacked her again; undoing the button on her jeans and pulling them clean off in one wild movement. She could see a bobbing string of precum swinging this way and that and staining the bedsheets as he moved like an animal. Finally he grabbed the elastic on her panties and tore them off too.
She was panting and crying when he finally snatched at her hair again. He dragged her round and sat his ass down on the precum covered bed; positioning her on her knees between his. He held her face close to his cock and then Sarah nearly threw up when he let a long white strand of spit fall out of his mouth; aiming it directly for his dick. It landed heavy and wet on his hardon and then his insistent hands started pulling her mouth onto his thing again. It was slick and covered in her spit and his and Sarah thought she’d go crazy if she had to take it in her mouth again.
“Jason,” she tried to pull away, she was snivelling and trying to make him take pity, “Jason… can I… can I do something else?… please… I can’t put it in my mouth…”
Jason laughed.
“I want a blowjob, darlin’” he said, “don’t worry… you’re gonna get used to giving head… I’m gonna get you to suck it every morning and every night…”
Sarah cried.
“Please,” she whispered, “it’s horrible.”
“Do it, babe!” He pulled her hair so hard she couldn’t believe the pain, “suck!”
He forced her mouth onto his erection. The bulbous head of his long dick felt so disgusting on her tongue and the wet precum and spit made her feel like she would throw up. But the worst was when he pushed it into her throat; making her choke.
“Please!” She pulled back from his dick, choking.
“Come on, sweetheart,” Jason smiled in ecstasy, “gagging on dick is part of giving head.”
“Jason, please!”
He forced his cock back inside and rammed it home in her throat; holding her head down into his lap with his strong arms. Sarah struggled and tried to get away. She was choking to death. Jason just laughed and watched her hitting his thighs.
“Relax, honey,” he laughed, “I got you in a hold… no way your getting away from that dick… just breathe through your nose and learn to love it…”
He laughed again and in time Sarah stopped fighting; on her knees there, with her brother’s thing heavy on her throat, eyes open and crying.
“Okay, babe,” Jason crooned, “I’m gonna pull out and let you lick the head a bit… then I’ll push back in all the way… you’re gonna have to learn to get a rhythm going.”
He pulled his dick out on her mouth.
“Lick my piss-slit,” he moaned.
Sarah cringed but allowed her tongue to work on his disgusting knob. Then he grabbed her again and forced his dick down her throat. She gagged. Jason kept up the rhythm pulling out and pushing in more times than Sarah could count.
“Awww!! Awww!! Lick me, honey!!” He was in total bliss, “Suck that dick! Suck on that shit, babe! You give a mean fucking blowjob, Sarah!”
He pulled her away at one point.
“We need some more lube, babe,” he breathed, and then he spat another few strands of white spit onto his slime-coated cock, “Okay honey, suck it.”
He made her give head like that for another fifteen minutes. Sarah just tried her best not to choke or to taste the multiplying strands of his disgusting juices; that or hear him laughing and telling her how good she was or how much of a slut she looked with a guy’s cock-head in her mouth. Finally he shifted position; laying Sarah’s head down at the end of the bed and coming at her mouth again with his cock.
“What are you doing?” She turned her face away.
“I’m getting close to shooting, darlin’” he said, “I wanna facefuck.”
“No, please.”
She turned her head away as far as it would go only to have him force it back round and shove his hardon back into her mouth. This time he set the rhythm with his hips. Pounding his slim ass back and forward and pounding his massive dick into her unprotected throat. Sarah thought she was going to pass out but nothing was more revolting than hearing Jason announce his orgasm.
“Awww! Shit!” He shouted, “nice warm fucking mouth! I love facefucking sluts! I love pounding your sweet mouth, baby! Sarah! Aw, Sarah! I love you, honey! Aww! Aww! I’m gonna blow! Aw! I’m so fucking close to emptying these fucking nuts!! Aw! Take my cum, babe! Take my fucking c… uh! uh! uh!”
Sarah screamed as she felt him pull back from her throat and let go inside her mouth. His revolting seed swamped her in there and she could taste the unclean, salty taste of her brother’s spent load. She cried in abject pain and humiliation.
“Aw! Jesus!”
Jason pulled his now softening cock out of Sarah’s warm mouth and the girl tried at once to get up and spit the white corruption out onto the floor. But Jason was quick to react. He grabbed her and forced her facedown onto the bed; clamping a hand over her mouth so she couldn’t spit. She went crazy, the stuff in her mouth was so completely disgusting she couldn’t bare to have it in there a moment more and here was Jason forcing her to experience it, she kicked and fought and tried to scream.
“Shhh! Shhh!” He was stroking her shoulder blades lovingly from where he lay half-naked ontop of her, “relax honey. I’m not gonna make you swallow. It’s okay. Just keep it in your mouth a minute. I want you to get used to how I taste.”
A tear ran down the length of her face as again she was forced to calm down before Jason would stop what he was doing to her.
“That’s it honey,” he kissed her bare back, and touched her naked ass cheeks with his free hand, “your being such a good girl tonight… just keep that spunk in your mouth a few more minutes… think about what that shit tastes like, darlin’… your gonna be eating it every night…”
He laughed. Kissing her again. Sarah just lay there and watched the minutes pass on Jason’s alarm clock; trying not to swallow. Then, finally, he let go of her mouth and cupped his hand under her chin.
“Okay, babe,” he said, “spit that shit out onto my hand.”
She spat out immediately and Jason’s white slime pooled in the hallow of his hand.
“Lovely, babe,” he smiled, kissing her back, “you’re so nice. Turn around.”
He bodily turned her so she was on her back then he settled his hips between her naked thighs; his soft wet cock touched her down there. Sarah had the most revolted expression on her face he’d ever seen from a girl. He was a good looking guy and girls mostly wanted him; though he’d never done this shit with a girlfriend.
“Can I get a glass of water?” Sarah asked, obviously in mental torture.
“No, honey,” Jason smiled at her, “I’m not finished with your hot little mouth yet.”
Sarah’s lip quivered.
“You look so cute when you’re getting ready to cry babe,” Jason said, then he hovered his hand over her chest tipping his palm and slowly, and deliberately, pouring his cum into the hallow of her sex solar-plexus; it pooled up in there so gorgeously.
She turned away. Crying.
“Okay, honey,” he forced her face back, “time for you to show me what a slutty little girl you really are.”
“What?”
“We’re gonna have a little cum-kiss, darlin’”
Sarah went crazy trying to push at his shoulders.
“Please, Jason, not that! Please!”
He ignored her; dipping his tongue into the deep cum on her solar-plexus and then trying to put it into her mouth. Sarah went crazy pushing him as hard as she could until her had to move. Then he leapt up from the bed and ran nude out into the hall and into the bathroom. She lifted the lid of the toilet in there and vomited hard into the basin. She coughed and spluttered and cried thinking of what Jason wanted her to do.
Jason just followed calmly behind her; slowly undoing his shirt and getting totally naked just like his sister. He strode into the bathroom and crouched down behind her; rubbing her back comfortingly.
“That’s right,” he said, “get it up.”
She spat again.
“Please Jason,” she cried, “please.”
He hooked his strong arm under her knees, the other on her back, and carried her like she didn’t weigh anything. Picking her up and placing her firm, little ass on the sink unit. He ran the cold tap and let some cool water pool in his hand. He put it to her lips.
“Take a drink, darlin’” he said kindly, she drank.
Then he reached back behind her and grabbed some mouthwash from the cabinet. He unscrewed the cap and pushed the nozzle up against her lips.
“Open.”
She did and he poured in the mouthwash. He made her swill it round her mouth then he lead her head down and made her spit into the sink. He ran the tap again; washing away what came out.
“Please Jason,” she was distraught, “I can’t do that.”
Jason just smiled lovingly.
“Sure you can, honey,” he said.
Then he started pushing what was left of his cum up from where it had dribbled down her fine body and up towards the pert shapes of her breasts. He leant into her again and licked a long strand of his cum off off her skin. Then, like before, he presented his cum-covered tongue for her to suck on.
“God, please.”
She turned away. He pressed his tongue to her cheek and let the white slime strand off on her. He did it a few more times like trying to nudge her into making out with him that way. Then, after awhile, he lost patience. He grabbed her face and forced it round with all his might; forcing his face against hers and wedging his wet tongue and slick cum into her hot mouth. She screamed and tried to get away again but it was no use. He was fully making out with her; pushing his cum into her mouth.
“Please Jason!” She screamed the first time he pulled away.
But he’d only withdrawn to gather even more of his stuff on his tongue. He pushed it back into her mouth and then hooked it back out with his tongue; sometimes licking cum onto her lips and face.
“I love a sweet cum kiss, darlin’” he said, licking more off of her tits and feeding it to her, “nice cummy fucking kiss…”
Sarah made a retching sound as her mouth started to get full of cum again. He’d pushed so much back in.
“You need to throw up again, baby,” Jason said.
Sarah nodded. Jason put out his hand.
“Spit out my cum,” he said.
She spat in back into his hand for the second time that night and then he took her back to the toilet. He forced her head over the basin.
“Okay, darlin’” he said, “you can throw up.”
She retched but there was nothing in her stomach. Jason gave her a minute just to make sure then he dragged her head back up to face him. He licked a mouthful of the cum back off his hand and started making out with her again.
“Use your tongue, slut,” he said, “push that shit back into my mouth… show me what a slut my girl is…”
He had to grab her throat pretty hard to make her comply but in the end the pain was too great and she was forced to stick her tongue out; swapping back her brother’s stuff and having it recycled again back into her mouth.
“Aw!” He moaned into her mouth, “fucking slut… so fucking slutty…”
In the end he just started giving her little pecks on the lips letting little soft strings of his stuff form and break off between their kissing mouths. Then, at last, he stood up. He looked down at her; crouching, humiliated in their bathroom with her lips wet with sweet cum.
“I love you, Sarah,” he said, “get showered now and come to bed, babe. I wanna give that pussy some attention.”
He grabbed her hair from where she knelt and forced her face up against his naked cock and balls. He started humping and grinding into her sweet face.
“See baby. See how hard I am already. That’s for your fucking little pussy, darlin’”
He ground up on her for another thirty seconds then he let her go.
“Take a shower,” he said, “I’ll be waiting in bed.”
***
After Sarah had finished showering; crouched against the corner of the shower, crying and trying to get the smell of Jason off of her, she went back to his bedroom. Sure enough he was waiting for her; stroking his long dick to keep it hard. He’d opened the parcel he brought in from work and there, laying on the bed, was the sluttiest lingerie Sarah had seen. A white suspensor belt and bra- no panties. She let another tear fall.
“Put them on,” Jason ordered thumbing his dick-head and digging down into his balls with the other hand, “from now on your only gonna wear the sexiest things, darlin’”
She came slowly to the bed and Jason watched in mouth-watering arousal as this absolute model of a girl pulled on that sexy lace belt and put on a bra that pushed her already amazingly firm titties into a little slight cleavage that jut made you want to have three hands.
When she’d finished dressing for him he got up suddenly and grabbed her arm pulling her violently down onto the bed. He climbed on top, naked, and started tonguing between her pushed-together tits. He forced her legs apart; exposing her cute pink pussy.
“It drives me wild you’re a virgin, Sarah,” he breathed, crazy with lust, “drives me wild that I’m gonna be the first guy to tap this shit.”
He started kissing her and she couldn’t believe the fear as she felt him cup her sex; starting to push his fingers ever so slowly inside her. He nuzzled on her neck; continuing to finger her gently and shallowly. Then she gasped as he groped at his dick with his hand; starting so slowly to rub his raging cockhead up and down on her tiny teenage slit.
“Please,” she winced as he bit down softly at her ear, “please Jason… don’t rape me.”
“Shh, honey,” Jason whispered, “all girls are scared their first time.”
She felt him try to push his cock inside.
“Please!” She reached down and pushed his dick away, “please… Jason!… please… I’ll… I’ll do something else… I’ll use my mouth again, Jason… please… I’ll suck you… please… don’t rape me… please…”
She was squirming and trying to edge away up the bed. Jason grabbed onto her shoulders; pulling her back; insisting. He tried again, lining up his cockhead.
“No!” She screamed; reaching down again and pushing him away.
“Fuck slut!”
Jason punched his sister full in the face. He did it so hard her lip burst and the bedspread spattered red with her blood.
“Fuck,” he swore, “see what you fucking made me do now, bitch.”
She held her bleeding face in one trembling hand and looked away at the dark wall. Jason shook off the guilt. All he knew was she was fucking amazingly hot and his cock wanted serviced. He grabbed her hips and positioned them to fuck.
“Keep your fucking hips there,” he snarled, “I fucking pay for everything… I pay for the fucking clothes you wear, bitch… and you won’t even let me have fucking pussy… no fucking way, Sarah…”
He pushed his cockhead up against her opening again and this time Sarah didn’t have the strength or the courage to fight him as she felt the spongey, wet bulb pushing up into her pussy. He moved his hips backwards and forwards in a slow steady rhythm; keeping just that spongey cockhead at the door of her cunt. Then he grabbed her shoulders and forced his entire weight into one massive push. His hand covered her mouth and she stifled a scream as his entire, massive erection tore into her pussy; breaking her hymen and causing blood to flow inside her.
“Awwww! Fuck!” He couldn’t believe how sweet and tight that pussy was, “aw! Fucking virgin pussy!”
He rocked his hips against her; pounding his dick home in her pussy. Sarah was screaming and crying at the same time but Jason just took it as moaning against his firm hand. He buried his face in her titties picking his ass up off the bed with every grinding thrust.
“Keep your legs open, slut!” He ordered, “keep taking that dick! Aw, I love you! Aw, Sarah, I love you!”
After awhile he started trying to impress her; showing her all the moves he’d learned with old girlfriends in the past; sometimes fucking her real fast and other times rotating his hips in circles so his cock screwed into her. Then, after about what seemed forever solidly fucking, Jason felt that familiar tingle in his balls.
“Aw!” He licked her tits, “I’m gonna cum in your pussy.”
“I don’t want to get pregnant.” She cried to herself.
“Huh?”
“I don’t want to get pregnant!” She cried louder.
“Aw! Aw!” He was on cloud nine, barely hearing her, “I just wanna do it this once, babe… I’ll buy condoms tomorrow… I’m just gonna… ah! ah!… I’m just gonna cum… once in your… ah! beautiful hot pussy!”
She just lay there, lip burst, legs spread like a slut, with this asshole rutting on top of her; ready to cum whether she wanted him to or not. Then she closed her eyes as she felt her brother spasm out of all control.
“I’m… ah! I’m fucking cumming!”
He blew a hot sticky load deep inside her pussy and then another few strands spurted out afterwards before he finally lay his hot sweating body down on her amazing svelte frame. He continued to kiss and lick at her tits, cock still inside her, as he tried to regain his breath.
“Aw, fucking awesome,” he breathed hard.
Then he pulled his wet cock out of her and fell down exhausted on the bed next to his gorgeous sister. Sarah looked down at her wet, cum-filled and bleeding pussy.
“You’re gonna make me an amazing girlfriend, Sarah,” Jason breathed out.
“Go to hell, Jason,” she whispered.
Jason looked at her. Then he just laughed.
“You got attitude now, slut,” he said, “but you’ll get used to how things are gonna be…”
He started stroking at her luscious thigh.
“Soon you won’t even question it anymore,” he crooned, “you’ll just come to bed and open your sweet little pussy up for me to go at like a jackhammer…”
“You’re disgusting.” She sobbed in pain.
“Maybe,” he shrugged, then he pulled her towards him, forcing her firm ass up against his wet cock; spooning her, “but I’m the first guy you let into this sweet pussy… I’m your fucking boyfriend now, Sarah…”
He laughed; reaching round and fingering her sore pussy.
“You’re gonna have to get used to me.”
He continued to finger her then he tugged off her sexy lace bra; reaching round with the other hand and feeling her pert little breasts. He pushed one finger as far up her pussy as it would go. She reached down and tried to push him out; she was so painful down there. He just pushed against her.
“Don’t you fucking push my fingers out,” he shouted, “from now on I get to do whatever the fuck I like with this pussy… you’ve been a cocktease to me for too fucking long… now try to get some sleep, darlin’, you’ll be sucking on my dick before I go to work tomorrow.”

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Doc Murphy is my pal–always has been, a buddy! Yeah, I’ve had other friends, but they often changed, I moved, or they moved, they found new friends or I did, whatever. But I could depend on Doc Murphy as my friend–to the death! Well, by that I mean he could keep a secret. That’s the test of a friend, you know? My name is Sheeny. I know it’s goofy, but I’m stuck with it, OK. Because of the genes of my great-great grand father–whatever, I’m a very outgoing, frank girl, Many of my teachers deplore that trait, and I think they wish they could just tell me to shut the hell up, but most simply say I’m too outspoken, but that’s just me, how I am! Sheeny, “I figure you’re either a leader or a follower, like with sheep–Right?” that my dad talking now, he’s sitting here with me. But I’d ruther be a leader, I mean, who wouldn’t? My parents are divorced, live with my dad–“I picked him cause he loves me, and I love you, don’t I dad?“ , it’s just that simple I guess. He teaches high school. I’m in high school myself now, but at a different school. High school is fun!
What often get’s me into trouble is that my dad, bro, Jason–who’s 12 and me are nudists! That doesn’t mean we run around the back yard waving our arms stark naked, we’re discreet about it here in town, and practice nudism when we’re at a nudist park, which is about every weekend in the warm months. But at home, with the curtains drawn, we often enjoy being nude, simply because it’s comfortable, and it’s fun. A lot of my girlfriends know about this, a selected few have come over and joined us in the nude–no hanky panky, I guess just old fashioned fun.
Of course that doesn’t mean that two of us girls can’t sleep in the same bed for an over-nighter–nude of course! Which can lead to all kinds of interesting adventures,. As far as boy-girl sex goes, I guess I’ve not made much progress there yet–all the boy’s I know are dorks, so yes, I’m still a virgin, but that doesn’t keep me on trying to seduce my friend Wanda, mainly cause she is such an unusually pretty girl–she’s also one of my converted nudists. We’ve been friends forever, but nothing sexual, you understand? It was about 11 p.m. and we had already got naked, and were laying on my bed talking, about boys of course. Almost as it always does, the subject comes around to sex. Knowledgeable as I am I was explaining how a girl should always be on top during sex, because she can be in control, she can control how deep he penetrates her, and how often, and she can stop it any time she wants. Wanda listened with eyes wide.
I told her how my dad and I were talking about boys who had a large penis, and if the occasion should arise, a lubricant is advisable. Wanda said “Sheeny, do you mean to tell me you and your dad talk about things like that?” “Yeah, of course we do.” I told her. “Look Wanda” I tell her “If you are tight with your dad, there’s no reason you can’t ask him things like “How come some guys get erections in class, don’t these guys have any control over their penis?” “Oh-my-gowd Sheeny, you are not serious!” ”Wanda, are you scared to talk to your daddy about sex, the same as you and I are talking?”
Sheeny, you are out of your fucking mind, you know that?“ “Why?” I ask. “Because, girls just don’t talk to their dad’s about sexy things like fucking” she retorted, “That’s why!“ and she crossed both her arms across her bare little boobs, (which are only 1/2 A cup) and stared down at me. “OK“ I said. I went to the bedroom door, opened it and called my dad. No answer. “Jason, where’s Daddy?” “I donno—out in the kitchen I guess.” my brother answers. “Well go get him and tell him I need him in here, will you?” I hear an “Okedoke” from him. Wanda panics. “Sheeny, We don’t want your dad in here, Wait, thats not what I mean, “God Damnit, wait Sheeny!” Of course, in a minute, in walks my Dad. Now my Dad has always liked Wanda, said she was going to be another Keira Knightley look-alike, cause she was so cute! As he comes in, Wanda try’s not to look at his penis, or a least she tries not to be obvious about it.
“Hey guys, What’s up?” as he sits down on the bed with us. I pitch right in. “Dad, Wanda and I were having this discussion about circumcision, about if it’s necessary for a guy to be circumcised. And we want to get a guys opinion about it, right, Wanda?” Wanda, with a blank look on her face, nods her head rapidly up and down. Well, what happens, we get to talking about penises and all, then naturally the discussion turns into a debate about sexual intercourse—and guess what happens? Dad get a boner–a magnificent erection.
Now Dad and I don’t think much about it, cause we’ve both seen it before, and know it’s just something natural–it’s normal for a guy to have erections ten times a day, right? And when you’re living in a house where you, your Dad and brother usually go nude most of the time in the evening, you see a lot of erections, believe me! But now Wanda is sitting on the bed next to my Dad, just about to freak out because Dad’s cock is pointed straight up! So we have to educate Wanda about erections. They are not poison snakes–they don‘t bite. It’s part of his body, you can touch it and you won’t turn to stone or go to hell or whatever. And finally Wanda makes friends with Daddy’s erection–finally she even holds it in both hands, to everyone’s astonishment!
Wanda was really impressed that Dad treated her like an equal, didn’t talk down to her. She liked that and I’m sure she appreciated it. After a while, Dad and Wanda were able to talk about anything. My Dad has a way of drawing people out, getting them to talk, and Wanda quickly fell under his spell. In no time at all, Wanda was telling us all her secrets, everything. How she would use her older sisters vibrator when ever she masturbated. She even described for us, exploring her vagina for the first time, with a mirror. I was surprised when she allowed Dad to examine her breasts, with special interest on her nipples. ‘Fondle’ would be more like it ,if you ask me, tho Wanda seemed to enjoy it. You know, I think one thing that she really enjoyed was sitting up close with my Dad, naked in a non-threatening situation. Like he was just an intimate friend–sort of a secret friend, you know, the kind you that you masturbate with.
She was finally able to examine a man’s penis—even watch as it became erect, a special treat for her. But most of all, he didn’t treat her like a girl, he treated her like a woman! I know that If Dad had asked Wanda, She would have said “Yes please, I do want you to fuck me!” But, of course my Dad would never do that. The four of us had become close friends, but dad finally left, taking his erection with him. It was interesting that, the whole scene left Wanda so sexually stimulated that after he left, all she wanted to do was talk about was fucking—that, and lay up real close to me while we talked.
Any way Wanda and I then get deep into talking about fucking, and how it would feel, and all that stuff, and if it would really hurt the first time he put his penis inside you? Well, when both of you are naked, talking sex gets pretty insane. Finally I tell her, “Wanda, if you have to, go ahead and masturbate.”
“Sheeny Wead you’re a wicked girl!” And then we both hug and laugh like crazy. By 2 a.m., we’re pooped. Wanda says she’s going to get into the shower, cause it was getting late, and she ducks into my bathroom. I laid there on the bed for a few minutes, then thought: What the hell! Since I was already naked, I went in the bathroom and joined Wanda. “You’re all wet and soapy” I shouted at her. “God!—you surprised the piss out of me.” “Well I was lonely out there all by myself, so I came in her to be with you.” and I cuddled up to her under the hot spray. “You’re just still hot from talking about fucking–you can’t fool me!” she said. Grabbing the soap from her and rubbing it on her tummy and her pert little breasts, I admitted, “Your right, Hon, I’m hot and wet–if you know what I mean, and I don’t know how to do any thing about it.” I massaged Wanda’s breasts, holding her close, “Oh my“ she said, smiling.
“Does that feel good, Honey?” “Mmmmmmmm” was all I could get out of her for a while. “Do you like it when I soap up your breasts like this my little pet?” This time Wanda managed “Oh Sheeny.” I pulled Wanda to me till our tummy’s met. I reached around her with both soapy hands, and massaged her butt. It was like mine, soft and smooth, and when I pressed hard, I could feel the muscles. I pulled her hips hard against me–she looked up at me, startled. And I kissed her! Her lips, so soft they were impossible, nothing could be that lovely, yet she offered them as a gifts to me tho they were priceless. I traced those red lips with my tongue, feeling rich beyond wanting, then she slipped her tongue into my mouth. Gazowie! She opened her mouth to me, and our tongues met. Sorta shyly at first, then like new playmates, they held hands and just skipped around in there. It’s like you can express yourself with silent words in a kiss, you know, loving words! We both want…what? We want to get fucked, that’s what!, Ha Ha But without a guy? We did have each other! We shut off the water, and had fun drying each other off, each pampering the other like a princess. It was warm in the bedroom, so we just flopped on the bed naked with no sheet. She made no move, timid, she just looked at me as though to say “Please”
So again we kissed, and caressed each other in lots of places, many of them secret. When I felt we both were ready–I don’t know, It just felt right, I scooted down between her legs. Wanda must have had the same thoughts, at least she made no move to stop me. I gently pushed her legs apart, and nestled between. Placing a hand on each thigh, I nuzzled her slit, sparsely covered with straight blond hairs. She had a clean smell, a female smell, and she was wet. Slippery wet. She ran her fingers through my hair as she felt the tip of my tongue slide between her labia. I pressed on her thighs to try and stop her shivering–“It’s just nervousness” I whispered. “Sheeny” I heard her imploring whisper, I stretched out my tongue deep, licking the full length of her slit. More shivers.
Not content, I stuck my tongue in—-far in, till I found the opening, down low, her vagina–I felt her clench muscles all over the place as I slid my tongue into her. She was so soft inside, if I had been a boy, I would have fainted right then and there! But I knew what I was after, and I scooted up just enough, till my lips found her little clit–I sucked him into my mouth, tongued him unmercifully, then with a nip of my lips, expelled him, then again–and again–and again. I felt it enlarge, right there, as I held it in my mouth!.
That thrilled me, the thought I was giving Wanda an ‘erection‘! I mouthed her clit, gently, bit it with sharp teeth, and again with the suction. Her nails were digging into my shoulders now, she was mewing–like a kitten I reached up and found her breast, squeezed it, molded it, gently pulled at it till I had only the nipple, which I would not surrender, but claimed as my own plaything. Holding her little soldier between my lips as it stood proudly at attention, I whipped my head back and forth. She was moaning now, as she squirmed on the bed–I had to hold her. God, —Wanda shrieked, grabbing my hair, holding my head still, hard against her cunny as she came, I could feel her orgasm pounding thru her like a freight train, she shook, taking great sobbing breaths and when it passed, she just cried. Dad stuck his head in the door, asked “Are you OK, I heard…..”, he took in the scene at a glance, and quietly closed the door. Wanda and I fell asleep in each others arms.
At first my visiting friends completely freak out when my dad or Jason walk into the room in the buff, but they soon realize that hey, it’s no big deal. Kristen, one of my converted nudists girl friends told me that she found a togetherness, an honesty about being in the nude with our family that she doesn’t have with her own mom and dad. My dad didn’t leer at her, and my little brother didn’t snap photographs of her, it was just a happy family atmosphere. And now she likes to come over for an evening, and even join us on weekends at a park. But if I bring the subject of nudism up in class you’d think I was defending hit and run drunk drivers, and it’s off to the counselor for a ‘session‘.
Now I forgot what I was talking about. Oh yeah, Doc Murphy. I love him, He’s in his 30’s I guess, and he single, Yes Yes Yes. He is so good looking I could just die when he even touches me. Several times I’ve overblown an injury or sickness just to have him examine me. Bad girl.
I think this all started when I was 12 years old. I was already an unrestrained female in every way, and that included sex. I had just discover sex, or at least masturbation at 12, and I had already progressed to using anything I could find as a, shall we say, toy. Well, I’m rooting around in one of my dad’s drawers (a favorite pastime) and I find this little thing-a-ma-jig. I don’t have any idea what it is. It’s black, hard and smooth, sort of a cylinder rounded on both ends. It’s about as big as by pinky finger and about an inch and a half long. It fascinates me, so Into my pocket it goes, for future study.
That night as I lay in bed, masturbating of course, I’m naked–we all sleep nude– I think it‘s some kind of rule. Anyhow, I had a real inspiration, I hopped out of bed and got that little cylinder. I took a tiny dab of Vaseline—you have to understand here, that at that age, I’m sort of dry, so I had bought a little jar of Vaseline at K-Mart and keep it in my bedside stand, just for when I masturbated. Clever, right? Well I try rubbing my clit with that thingy, and even sliding it over my vagina, It’s even better than my fingers. Finally at some point I’m getting, I guess sorta excited, and that damn little critter slipped right through the opening in my hymen and up into my vagina.
Oh SHIT! I panic. Oh my God! How in the hell am I going to get that out? If I was religious, I would run down to church and pray to the patron saint of dildos, I guess, but we don’t go to church. No help there. I know better than to call any of my friends, they would die laughing, All except David, he’s the genius–he would tell me to use the vacuum cleaner hose. Which I am not about to try! My dad? God! Yeah, he’s seen me naked and all that, but I can’t have him poking around in my cunny, can I? No way!
Then I remember a voice. Doc Murphy telling me not too long before, “Sheeny, If you every have a problem with your body, you come and tell me, will you do that for me?” Well I seriously doubt that my dad could get the stupid thing out, so Doc, you’re my only hope.
I call Doc Murphy, and tell the girl that answers, that I have to talk to Doctor Murphy, it’s an emergency, yes, my name is Sheeny Wead. Within a minute or so, “Hello, Sheeny” he says, “it that you?” The words just tumble out. “Yes it’s me Sheeny, Doc, I did something awful foolish and now I’m in real trouble and I don’t know what to do and I think maybe I’m going to have to kill myself!“ I say without taking a breath. “Slow down Sheeny, and take a deep breath, are you bleeding?” “No” “Are you injured in any way?” “Well Doc, I ah, I suppose you could say ‘in a way’ I guess.” Doc chuckles. “I think I understand, Honey.” He says, “Come right on down, and if the young man is willing, have him come along.” I hold out the phone and stare at it. “Young man?” What young man? I don’t have time to go find a young man, I’ve got a fucking UFO buzzing around in my twat, you moron. Of course, I don’t say that to Doc.
Any how, I get on my bike and shoot over to doc’s office. The nurse takes me into an examining room and asks me to wait. I have that feeling the she knows what I’ve done, by the way she looks at me–yeah, she knows! But then how could she? I no sooner clench my fingers claw-like and stare at them, when the door opens and Doc strolls in. At the sight of him, I just loose it. I burst into tears, I run to him, throw my arm around him and bawl. Doc doesn’t try to talk to me, he just lets me cry it out, rubbing my back and holding me tight!
When I am able to stop hic-cupping, I stare at the tile floor and tell him everything, masturbating, little cylinder, squirted right out of my fingers and all. “What am I going to do Doc?” I ask, looking up at him imploringly. “I don’t want my daddy to know“, “Please, pretty please?” “Sheeny, Shame on you!” “Didn’t I tell you that you could always come to me with any problem, and I would help you with it?” “Did you think I was just talking out of my ass?” Inspire of myself I laugh at his awful choice of words.”
“Tell you what Sheeny, Why don’t you drop your drawers, and your undies, and hop up on the end of the table?” and he patted the end of his examining table. “When was your last period?“ he asks, and I tell him. Well, since I’d been on that table several times before, I wasn’t afraid of it, so I step out of my shorts and all, and hop up like he said. Doc opens a drawer under the table and pulls out two aluminum whats-its These he puts onto brackets on the table’s end, where they stick up. “You know what stirrups are, don’t you Sheeny?, well, that’s what these are, let me show you.”
He raises both my legs and places my heels in the cups, so my legs are raised and sorta spread open. Now yes, I’m a nudist, but that doesn’t mean I feel comfortable letting anybody look at my cunny. Doc stands beside me, and puts his hand on my bare tummy. “Look Sheeny, I know this is a little embarrassing for you, letting me see your vagina, but try this, think of me as your lover, that might make it more fun and less embarrassing.” He gives me a big smile, then squeezes my tummy.
While he slips on rubber gloves, he asks “How often do you masturbate, kiddo?” “You want the truth?” I ask ”And nothing but the truth and all that” he responds. “Well, I guess I masturbate every night, lots more on weekends.” He smiles at me. “My, you are a sexy little devil, aren’t you?” We both burst out laughing.
“Now Sheeny, Just lay back and relax, let me do my thing–remember, just pretend that Murph is making love to you.” So I lay there with my eyes closed. “Doc says in a soft voice, “Sheeny, your labia are a little dry, and these rubber gloves just don’t slide well, so I going to apply a little K-Y jelly, it will feel cold at first.” “I don’t want to cause you any little abrasions on your labia, OK?” In a moment I feel something cool being spread on my cunny. Really, it feels good, feels wonderful, when he does it. I imagine him standing there applying the K-Y, nude of course, his penis erect and standing straight out. “Sheeny, this may feel a little cool, I going to insert a speculum into your vagina.” “Doc” I ask, “I know what a speculum is and all that, but how can you use one on me when I’m still a virgin?” Doc chuckles, ”Good thinking Sheeny,” He says “First, I’m using a small size speculum, designed just for virgins, and, second, your hymen will stretch quite a bit, no worry.”
Doc told me, “Just hold still now.” he has one hand, working on something at my vagina, I’m hoping he doesn’t injure me, meanwhilethe other, his left, he places right over my mound, and his thumb comes to rest right on my little clit. I wonder if he knows it? The poor thing was already erect from all the excitement, and my pretending Doc was my naked lover only adds fuel to the fire. In his concentration, he grips me a little harder, presses more on my clit. I was laying there wondering at all the magical, wonderful feelings that were suddenly shooting through my body, I stiffened. “You OK Sheeny?” Doc asks. I’m utterly amazed as this incredible sensation of joy flooding me as he presses hard on my clit. The next moment my back arches up as an orgasm takes hold. It comes in wave after wave over me, and all I can do is let off a cry, half moan, half gasping for air.
In less than a minute, he has finished, even before I come down from my orgasm, and he is cradling me in his arms, his warm hand cupping my cunny. “That was beautiful, wasn’t it Sheeny?” We just stay there, him hugging me like that for a few minutes, till I stop get back to normal. “Doc, I‘m sorry I went wild on you like that on you, I just couldn‘t help it, really, it surprised me, I‘m sorry“ “Shhhhhh My Sweet, we’re lovers, remember, and lovers never have to say ’I’m sorry’.” He brings up my hand, kisses my finger tips. “I’m really glad you and I shared your orgasm, just the two of us.” He whispers “You know, Sheeny, I examine a lot of teenage girls on this table, and I have to tell you, that you are a very beautiful girl.” “Most girls your age don’t have such a well developed vagina and clitoris as you do, do you realize that?” “Is that really true Doc or are you bull shitting me?” I quip. We laughed. “No, when I spread your legs Sheeny, it‘s like opening up a beautiful pink flower.” “When I touch your vagina,” “Boy!” “I have to make an effort to keep my hand from trembling–just because you are so exciting, even tho you are only 12 year old Sheeny, you re already beautiful.”
“You’re great Doc, you know that, and I think I love you!” “And you Sheeny are a very special girl!” Then Doc leans in and kisses me. Right on the lips. I’m speechless, I just look at him, trying to blink away the tears in my eyes. He sits on the stool and we talk as I hold both his hands. “Sheeny, You don’t have to worry, there will not be any record of this, I’m putting down that you came in, had something stuck in your throat, coughed it up with no ill effects, OK?” “Hey Sweetheart” he said as I’m leaving, “Here’s a bottle of something I want you to use when you masturbate, it’s called ‘Slip‘, a lubricant, just a drop or two will work wonders.” “That bottle should last you at least a week!” I punch Doc really hard on the shoulder, then I hug him really hard, and leave.
That was four years ago, now I’m 16, at a real cute age–where I lie a lot! No, I’m really 16, and I still have problems, except now they’re boy problems. My dad and I had several long talks about my sex life, about intercourse, and using birth control. and on and on. So I ask dad “Dad, let’s be practical here, if I’m on a date, and we end up in bed making love, well I mean, it’s kind of late to think of birth control, isn’t it, especially when you never dreamed you’d wind up in bed together?”
“You have a darned good point, Honey” he admits. “Let me ask you Honey, according to your urges and hormones, how close are you to having sexual intercourse?” No smile now, I just look him right in the eye and say, “Tomorrow afternoon, 2 o’clock”. I get a good laugh out of that.
Sweetheart, then I think it’s time we had Doc Murphy give you a GYN physical. I’m OK with that, actually it sounds sort of sensuous! Three days later, I walk in Doc’s office–alone thank you, for my exam. The nurse shows me to an exam room, gives me a funny gown, asks me to undress including my panties and bra–I didn’t bring one, and put the gown on, If I had a seat on the table, the doctor would be right in. Yeah, right. Well, it was six or seven minutes later, during which I furnished the nurse with a urine sample, and answered a lot of her questions. Finally the great man himself walks in, and gives me a big hug.
“Gosh, you look beautiful Sheeny.” “Doc” I ask, shaking my head, “where do you get all your bullshit?” “I think about you Honey, and it keeps me all charged up, you know that!” “Let’s see, I have you down for a GYN .” “What bring’s this on, Sheeny?” “Doc, I’m 16 now, and I’m getting to the age when I’m likely to want to have sex. I talked it over with Dad, and we thought it would be a good idea for me to see you first.” “That’s a smart move, Honey”. “Let me take a peek at your breasts first.” “Have you felt any lumps anywhere on your breast?” “Nope” I respond. “Any unusual discharge from your nipples?” “Nope again Doc“
I finally untie the gown and throw it over my shoulder, he gives a look and shakes his head. “What?” I say. “You’re precious Sheeny!“ Doc feels my breasts, feeling every square inch. Then he sort of holds my breast and hefts it in his hand. He feels my right breast. “Say Doc, aren‘t you giving my breasts an awfully through exam?” He just gives me a big smile. Then Doc just looks at them from this angle and that, touches them again, squeezes a nipple, which is already hard. Finally Doc cocks his head at an angle, and says, “Sheeny, Do you any idea how fucking awesome your breasts are?“ “God!”
“We have get a few questions out of the way, Sheeny.” “I know the nurse has covered your medical history, but I have a few others I want to ask, OK?” “Have you have sexual intercourse–that is with his penis inside you?” “No” “OK, Have you had oral sex, where he went down on you?” “Well yes, we’ve done that already, and I’ve gone down on him ” “OK, now another truthful answer if you will, any burning when you pee, or sores, or any kind of rash around or on your genitals, unusual discharge?” “Nope. Healthy as a racehorse, Doc.” I tell him. “Let’s move on then, and let’s take a look.” This time I know what stirrups are, so it’s easier, though no less embarrassing. I look up at Doc. “Is it OK if I pretend you’re my lover?” Doc winks and says “Did you ever stop?” I don’t have a quick come-back for that.
I lie back, my legs up in the stirrups. It turn me on just to have him see me laying there like that, with my legs spread wide open! Doc leans in, I feel him touch me softly inside. Doc has no idea the wonderful circus of delights that go round and round as he touches me there. It’s hard not to jump at his touch. He looks up at me. “I don’t know how a girl as cute as you has managed to stay a virgin!” he remarks to no one in particular. “I’m faithful to you, my Love.” I reply. I can feel his finger busy doing whatever inside me. Two or three times I wiggle and gasp as he hits a one of the three million nerves. “Just be careful of my clitoris Doc” Despite my resolve, I groan with pleasure when I feel his finger slide into my vagina. Doc murmurs a soft “Behave yourself now Honey .“
Doc pushes on my tummy—-it feels like he has his finger up inside my vagina, strange feeling. “Say, Doc, is the opening in my hymen large enough that you can get your finger up in there?” “Yep, it is. It’s not unusual for a girl to continually stick tampons through there, which will gradually enlarge the opening in her hymen. In case you’re wondering Sheeny, all those stories you hear about it hurting so much when your hymen is torn are just so much bullshit. 90% of virgins feel almost no pain at all. The pain is so slight they don’t even notice it, and the level of passion is so high, it covers it, so don’t you worry about that. What we do worry about is the timing of bringing a new baby into the world. I’m going to prescribe birth control pills for you. If you faithfully take them, they are 99% effective. Nothing is 100 percent guaranteed.
Doc pulled off his rubber gloves and came over to my side. “Doc, remember the time I came to you when I lost that toy in my vagina, and you plucked it out?” “Yeah, and when you had called, I’d thought you were pregnant!” “And remember when I had an orgasm when you touched me, I was so embarrassed, but you made me feel like a grown up”. Doc, looked at me innocently, and said “I still don’t understand what happened.” “All I did was put my hand on your pubic arch, like this,” and he placed his hand over my bush, with his thumb on my clit. “And I suppose I might have wiggled my thumb a little, like this” And he gently rubs my clit as I lay there. We don’t say anything for a long full minute.
Doc just looks into my eyes as he massages my clit. It doesn’t take long for me to become excited. ”Doc“, I say “you know that feels pretty good.” “I know, I’ve thought about it, pretty often myself.” “Son-of a gun, You have?” I ask in surprise, “I thought I was the only who kept day-dreaming about it!” We both grin. “Doc—If you keep that up” I tell him in a squeaky voice, “I don’t know.” He makes no effort to stop. “Oh God Doc, I want you,” I go on in a rush, “I need you so much” “It would be wonderful for us to make love Doc, you could be my first.” “ Doc, I want your penis inside me” “I’ve been in love with you ever since I can remember.” “ Doc–I masturbate fantasying about you, about you fucking me, every night!” “I need you Doc….Please, Please.”
Doc walks over and locks the door, then turns out the lights, the only light now coming from the high window. He returns, bends over to kiss me. I wet my lips–It’s a lovers kiss, and as his lips touch mine, his tongue just naturally slides right into my mouth. I can smell his breath, sweet and fresh. It’s a long kiss, we explore, feel, confirm and accept each other as lovers. He straightens up and returns to between my legs, still up in stirrups. I feel the coolness of more K-Y jelly on my labia. Typical of Doc’s thoughtfulness.
I tremble, I actually shake, as I feel his penis touch my moist mound. Holding his erection, he rubs it up and down between the swollen lips of my labia. It’s beautiful torture, the pain is absolutely lovely! I feel the tip of his penis slip into me. It excites me, as if that were even necessary. As I lay there, at last feeling the head of his penis clasped inside my lips, I feel incredible sensations of happiness and I guess, wonderment. With the tenderness only a lover can successfully accomplish, he presses his penis into me. After a moment, his eyes never leaving mine, he continues. I feel my vagina expand as Doc gently, very slowly forces his penis fully into me as far as it will go. I guess I utter an “Umph” as he bumps into my uterus. Shivers squeal all through my body, I feel so, so filled!
I laugh. I can’t help myself. Doc looks at me strangely. “I’m sorry doc, I can’t help it, I’m so happy, with you inside me, something I‘ve wanted forever and ever, and it makes me so wonderfully happy that I have to laugh.” And at that, he laughs too.
Once I calm down, I just lay there concentrating on all the sensations as he works himself into me. The tight walls of my vagina seem to relax and expand to accommodate him. With patience and tenderness, Doc urges me to open myself to him, he whispers sweet secrets to me, tender instructions–he tells me to breath deeply, but my brain is consumed with the fact: I am being fucked! I lay my head back down. There has never in my life been anything that felt so natural as Doc and I together, and with that thought, Doc again thrusts, sliding deeply into me.
A man has completely entered me, all the way. I simply can not believe, all the dreams, the fantasies, years of them finally fulfilled. Doc is stretching the walls of my vagina, making my insides feel incredibly tight–tingling. A good feeling. How long have I waited?–years? Oh to feel the tightness and pressure of my man’s huge erect penis inside my vagina, by God, now I’m a woman! I try to clench my vaginal muscles around his penis to feel him, squeeze him. Doc waits once he is completely inside me, and from the look on his face, I know he too is trying to record this wonderful tightness, this special moment in our lives.
Doc begins to work on me again. I can feel the ridge on the head of his penis as he slowly withdraws from me, only to gently slide completely into me again, till our pubic bones knock together, It’s incredible the way his erection pushes on different parts of me–inside, I hold my breath with each thrust, until I ‘ve taken his entire length into my narrow sheath—God I’m happy! “Doc” I whisper, “Isn’t is super that your penis just fits perfectly in my vagina, it’s not too short, not too long, it’s just right!” I grin.
Doc creates a rhythm as he slides in and out of me, driving deep and hard. It brings my gasp with every deep thrust. Now I’m rising up to meet him as he comes down into me, and soon we are working together as a team. We’re both sweating now, tho we’re not a bit tired. Finally, I start trembling, and I know Doc can feel me shaking. A moan escapes– just slips out, then another, louder, more urgent. I close my eyes. That hard cock pounding into me. I can feel the muscles in my vagina ripple and contract around his big penis. I hear myself whimper, pulling in air in big gulps. I am having a heart attack in my vagina!
My body is too young, too tender for the fierce orgasm that grabs me, shakes me without mercy, involuntary my body jerks, as I cry out my love in passion. I keep trying to call to Doc as wave after wave roars over me, leaving me limp. Doc stops his thrusting and lean over me, holds me, kisses me so very tenderly, till I stop crying and whimpering, stop shivering. I lay there, feeling his fullness still inside me, in awe of the sexual electricity passing between us. I lay there completely exhausted, and groan with pleasure. “Why did you stop fucking me, Doc?” and I manage to laugh!
“You’re a devil“ he laughs, “so tight you‘re just plain wicked.“ “So, Lass You think you can tease me by squeezing me like that, well, we’ll see about that my Love!” And he starts once again those long, slow thrusts, I shake my head “No More Sweetheart”. But in and out, slowly like a machine, and I feel the stirring of sensual pleasure deep inside me. I know I can’t resist him and that magnificent penis of his. I look up at him. “Come on Lover, Fuck Me Hard!” Doc pauses. “I want it, Fuck Me Hard!” I demand.
“All right my love–If that what you want you shall have it” he says, staring straight at me. He then takes my one leg out of the stirrups and puts my heel on his shoulder, then the same with my other leg. Doc enters me again and makes a few trial thrusts. By pulling up my legs, my vagina has shortened considerably. Doc hold onto my legs and starts pumping his penis into me. I grunt as his erection hits against my uterus, then another thrust, and I grunt again, Each time he pounds into me, his penis seems to hit my uterus and slide along it until it’s stopped by something. It’s painful–it’s exciting.
Doc is really pounding into me now, I can hear him growling, snarling, I swear I can. If it weren’t for the end of the table, he would be shoving me all over the place. Death by Fucking, I think, what a way to die! I don’t give a damn, I want it hard, I want it deep, I want his seed in me I can’t see him for the tears in my eyes but I sure as hell can feel him going into me, wump-wump-wump I’m gonna die, I know it–then like the eye of a hurricane, all is quiet. Nothing moves. What? Doc is holding himself deep inside me, motionless–Gosh, I don’t think he’s breathing.
His penis is getting larger–swear to God it is, getting bigger inside me–and it s pulsing, sort of throbbing, I can feel it throbbing! Suddenly I sense a hot ‘warmth’ flooding my whole abdomen, Only when I feel something warm as it runs down the crack of my ass does it finally dawn on me. “Doc, my Love, You came inside me didn’t you?” I felt stupid, but I didn’t tell Doc, no need for that, I hadn’t actually felt him squirt his seed into me, but that didn’t matter. I just kissed and hugged and whispered little things to him. He knew I was happy by the amount of tears running down my cheeks, didn’t he?
Doc figured I was probably tired. He helped me off the table and to stand up. I was a little wobbly, but only for a minute. However, standing turned out to be a mistake, when I stood up on my own two feet, it happened. I felt a rush of warm liquid run down both legs–I mean, what a mess. Doc must have pumped a full pint of his semen into me, at least it seemed that way from all that ran out! Actually once we got cleaned up, we went over to his house, where we took a shower together. He had a hose do-hickey in his shower, and was able to wash me out pretty good. We both spent the whole evening laying on his bed naked, talking and re-living how we had so gloriously fucked, When we had exhausted all the talk about making love, we just lay there and kissed, played with each other. I know it‘s hard to believe, but then Doc fucked me again–really really good!

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Will I Live?

A teenage girl takes for granted the life she has at home and when she runs away, she is thrown into a world of rape and torture.

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Nick and Jayne

I rolled over and slammed my hand down onto the alarm, ending the annoying ringing that had woke me up. It was the first day of summer, and I had forgotten to turn my alarm off so now I was awake way earlier than I had wanted. I decided to get up instead of trying to regain sleep. I went down to the kitchen and fixed myself a decent breakfast of cereal. After I proceeded to the shower and preparing for the rest of the day. I finally looked at the clock again and saw that it was 8:30.
I suppose I should take time to say who I am. My name is Nick Hunter, I am 16 years old, and live in California. I’m about 6’1”, 155 pounds, short dark blonde hair. I had an athletic body due to the amount of soccer I played usually daily for either my school’s varsity team and now since that ended it was usually just personal training at a local park with an IPod or something like that. I lived with my mom, older brother Jake who was 21, and younger brother David who was 13 in a good house.
After killing time on the computer and other various activities like watching TV or just listening to music I got a text on my cell phone asking if I wanted to go to a beach bonfire later tonight from the girl I had been chasing after for the better part of half a year, Jayne Spindler. I had known Jayne since I had started high school two years ago, and we had been good friends throughout those two years. Jayne was one year older than me and going to be a senior in high school, about 5’4”, she had shoulder length blonde hair, blue eyes that reminded me of a tropical ocean, about 34B tits, a wonderful tight firm ass, and a great body since she was a soccer player as well. It wasn’t until I had broken up with my last girlfriend, Katey, that I realized how much I liked Jayne. The only problem was that I knew Jayne had no interest in me, or so her friends had told me after I had asked them to see if she had any feelings for me.
Jayne’s best friend was a very close family friend of mine named Amy, who I had known for the better part of 12 years. It was to her I went when I wanted to know if Jayne had any feelings for me, I was heartbroken when she had told me did not.
The bonfire wasn’t supposed to start for another 30 minutes, so I sat down to watch some random TV show with my younger brother. I woke up an hour later and quickly jumped up and grabbed my car keys and hopped into my Nissan Altima and started driving towards the beach. When I arrived there I found Amy sitting with some other girls from school, “Hey Nick, deciding to show up fashionably late as usual?” she said in her usual sarcastic tone.
“No I fell asleep on the couch and David forgot to wake me up” I said “Do you know were Jayne is? She said she would be here” I asked.
“Yea I saw her go for a walk down the beach towards the peer. I saw Kevin get up and go the same way about 5 minutes later just to let you know” she said.
I sighed in frustration. “Ok thanks Amy” I said with my anger clearly audible from my tone. Kevin was Jayne’s ex-boyfriend, She had broken up with him last month after she walked in on him cheating on her with one of the slutty cheerleaders from our school.
“She told me to tell you to go find her when you get here she wants to talk to you, be careful if you find Kevin though” she informed me. Almost everyone knew how much I hated Kevin after finding about him cheating on Jayne. Not just that, it was the fact that he kept trying to get her back was the most annoying part of it.
“K thanks Amy” I said. I started off in the direction of the peer, really hoping that I wouldn’t run into Kevin trying to convince Jayne to go back to him. After about 5 or 6 minutes of walking I heard a voice above me on the peer itself and connected it to Kevin.
“I don’t know why you keep ignoring me like this Jayne.”
“How can you be so stupid Kevin?! You cheated on me and you still keep trying to get back with me, take the clue and leave me alone!” Jayne said harshly.
“Why can’t you just accept my apology Jayne?! I made a stupid mistake” he pleaded
“You didn’t make a mistake, I know exactly what you wanted. Since I wouldn’t have sex with you, you found someone who would. You cheated on me and to me that was basically saying I meant nothing to you. Now just leave me you pathetic piece of shit!” Jayne replied fiercely.
“You fucking bitch” Kevin shouted. Then I heard the slap of a palm onto a face, and then I heard Jayne exhale in pain. This sent me over the boiling point as rage filled my body and I took off at a sprint up to the entrance of the peer. In the distance I could see the outline figure of Kevin leaning over Jayne’s crying body.
I reached them in what seemed like no time. Kevin heard my pounding footsteps and looked up just in time to see me lunge at him and tackle him to the wooden plank floor of the peer. I threw my fist into the side of his head over and over again. Somehow Kevin managed to get a hard blow into my stomach which sent me backwards and then he started slamming fists into my stomach and head. I kicked out hard into him and as I got up I saw him running at me, just before he got to me I dropped onto one knee and flipped him over my back onto the floor of the peer. As he was getting up on his hand and knees I sprinted over to him and threw my knee into his face and I felt and heard the satisfying crack of his nose breaking as he passed out. I stood over his unconscious body breathing heavily.
It wasn’t until I heard Jayne’s sobs that I came back to reality. I rushed to her side and found her arms and face badly bruised from Kevin’s attacks. I reached out to touch her, but as soon as I made contact with her arm she panicked and let out a sob. “It’s ok Jayne it’s me, Nick” I whispered comfortingly to her.
“Oh thank you so much Nick, I wasn’t sure what he was going to do” she cried fearfully.
“It’s going to be ok Jayne, he won’t hurt you anymore. I’ll protect you from him” I said reassuringly. All she could do was cry into my arms as I held her. “Come on, let’s get you cleaned up.” I carried her back to my car, and sat her down in the driver’s seat as I fetched one of the first aid kits I had from the trunk. I turned the light on in the car and began cleaning up some of the dried blood from her nose. I handed her an icepack and told her it was for the swelling. She held it over her left eye as she looked down at the seats.
She suddenly dropped the icepack and inhaled in shock. I looked up and saw her staring at my face. “OH MY GOD, are you ok Nick?!”She asked as she saw the extent of my injuries on my face. I could still feel a little blood flowing from my nose and a cut above my right eye.
I’ll be fine, I’m more worried about you though” I told her.
Let me clean you up a little at least, it’s the least I could do.” She pleaded. I refused her at first telling her I was fine. “Nick, I will NOT take no for an answer” she said forcefully.
“Fine if you have to.” I said. She then proceeded to get another first aid kit from the trunk (I had quite a number of these due to soccer injuries).
“This will sting…A lot” she warned as she picked up the anti-septic spray.
“Fine, do what you have to” I told her.
“Close your eyes” She warned. I did as she told, as soon as the spray hit the gash above my eye I muffled a cry. I won’t lie, that hurt like a bitch. After she had put a bandage over the gash, she kissed the top of it.” There you go, all better” she said. I looked up and smiled at her and was rewarded with a smile that melt my heart.
“Oh yea, I just remembered. When I got here Amy said you wanted to talk to me about something.” I said curiously.
“Oh…yea I did. I completely forgot.” She said.
“If you want to wait to talk about it that’s fine, you’ve had a rough night.” I said.
“No, I want to talk to you still” she informed me.
“Ok whatsup Jayne?” I asked.
“Well, Amy told me earlier today about how much you care for me” she told me.
My heart started beating a lot faster. “Oh, what did she say exactly?” I enquired.
“She said that you broke up with Katey because of how much you liked me, I just want to know if that’s true.” She asked me this in a tone I couldn’t make out. Was it anticipation? No it couldn’t be, Amy had already told me Jayne didn’t care for me like that.
“Yes, it’s true. I love you Jayne, I have since I met you two years ago my first day of high school when Amy introduced us. If you don’t feel the same way about me, I understand. It will hurt me a lot, but I still hope we could be friends. I don’t want to lose what we hav…” she cut me off there as she kissed me enthusiastically on the lips. I returned her kiss with the same amount of enthusiasm, we both opened our mouths and our tongues danced with one another. She broke off then.
“Take me to my house, my parents and little brother are out for the weekend.” She informed me.
“How did you get here?”
“Amy drove me here, I assume when she realizes both of us are gone were we are.” She said lustily.
“Then what are we doing here still?” I asked her sarcastically. With that she moved over to the passenger seat as I put the keys in the ignition and took off out of the beach parking lot.
We must have made it to her house in a record time, or so it seemed to me. Jayne unlocked the front door and opened it. As soon as I walked in after her, the door closed behind me and I was pushed onto her couch. Her lips were planted forcefully onto mine and she tugged my shirt off. She ran her hand down my chest and abs, it was like firecrackers exploding under my skin every time she touched my skin. I pulled her shirt off her and exposed her black lace bra covered tits. I reached behind her as we were still kissing and unclasped her bra, exposing her perfect tits. I felt her hand fumbling with my belt buckle, I helped her take my pants off so that I was laying on her couch in just my boxers. I flipped her off from on top of me to underneath me, and I started pulling her pants off exposing her shaved pussy. “No panties?” I asked. She only blushed and nodded. “You naughty girl.”
“How naughty? Show me” she said seductively. With that, I moved my kisses slowly down her body from her lips, to her neck, to her breasts, spending time sucking each nipple. I then continued my kisses down her stomach till I was kissing the inside of her thighs. “STOP TEASING ME ALREADY NICK!” she moaned.
“What you don’t like it?” I asked sarcastically.
“NO!” she practically shouted it at me.
“Fine ruin my fun then” I sarcastically. I pulled her pussy lips apart with my fingers and licked her slit. I slid my tongue inside of her and started sucking on her pussy lips. I moved my tongue out till I was licking her clit, I then slid two fingers inside of her pussy and proceeded to finger her and lick her clit at the same time. Her breathing became labored and her head lolled back with her eyes closed in pleasure.
“Nick, I’m gonna cum.” She breathed out as a whisper.
“Do it Jayne, cum for me baby” I encouraged her. She then let out a long moan and her juices flowed over my chin as she came. She was breathing hard still as she got onto her knees on the floor in front of me as I sat on the couch. “What are you doing” I asked
“Returning the favor” she told me as she licked the bottom of my rock hard cock from my balls up to the head. Once she reached the head, she engulfed half of my shaft in one go and continued to bob her head up and down on my dick and fondle my balls at the same time. She continued this for what felt like an eternity to me in my world of pleasure until I felt that familiar pressure build up in my balls.
“I’m gonna cum Jayne.” I warned her.
“Do it, cum in my mouth Nick” she commanded me. That was all the encouragement I needed before I blew my load into her mouth. As each spurt of cum sprayed into her mouth she swallowed the previous one.
We both sat there breathing deeply for a minute and then she said “now put that fucking dick inside of me. I want you to take my virginity tonight Nick.”
“Are you sure? I don’t want to you to do something you don’t want to do” I asked.
“Yes I’m sure, I love you to Nick. I want you to be the one to take my cherry.” She told me. My heart filled with joy as I heard this.
“Then it will be a night of firsts for the both of us.” I informed her.
“Really? I thought you…with Katy” she asked confused.
“No I didn’t, now let’s do this beautiful” I told her as I guided the head of the cock to her pussy. It wasn’t until I got here till it dawned on me. “Jayne, I don’t have condom with me.” I told her.
“It’s ok. I’ve been on the pill for a year now.” She informed me “Now put that big dick inside of me Nick”
With that, I slowly pushed the head of my dick inside of her. One the head was in, I could feel the resistance that is her hymen. I looked up into her eyes once more. “Go ahead Nick, I trust you to be gentle” she said. We both took a deep breath, then I pushed past her hymen and I heard her whimper in pain. I sat like that for about a minute till she said “go ahead, I’m fine now.”
“Are you sure?” I asked her
“Yes, it hurt at first, but now it feels really good. Go slow at first though baby” she told me. I did as she asked and started to push all the way in and then pull back out slowly. I slowly started to increase my pace, but apparently it was too slow for her, “Come on Nick, Fuck me HARD” she told me. I complied and started to thrust as deep as I could into her, and then pull almost all the way out till it was only the head of my dick still in her before I shoved it back into her hot, tight pussy. I rubbed her clit as I fucked her.
“Oh yea baby, fuck me. Does my tight little pussy feel good wrapped around your big dick?” her dirty talk was driving me crazy, and I knew I wouldn’t last much longer. Jayne started breathing harder and faster, “I’m Gonna cum soon Nick. Want me to cum on the big dick of yours?”
“Yea baby, do it. Cum on my dick as I fuck you” I told her. It wasn’t much longer until I felt her pussy spasm and clamp down on my dick. This was enough to send me over the edge. “I’m gonna cum Jayne.” I informed her.
“Do it Nick, Fill my pussy up with your hot cum” she said. With that, I came hard inside her pussy. I rolled off from on top of her and laid next to her on the large couch. “I’m tired” She said as she yawned. I picked her up and carried her to her room. We both laid down on her bed and fell asleep almost immediately.
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Coach

This story was inspired by the 16 year old girl who married her 40 year old coach. Of course these are not true events, all names etc. are changed. If you are offended by relationships between minors and adults please do not read this story. Comments are welcomed, but if you mean to criticize make it constructive instead offensive. Thank you. Again I’ll try my best with grammar and such.

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John’s Surprise Meeting

This is my first attempt at writing this kind of storie. Any critisism is welcome. This storie isn’t filled with sex scenes, but it has some. This is part 1. If you would like a part 2, please let me know

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Alexandra’s Dildo and her Little Brother 5

I pulled the pillows from under the sheets placed them against the wall and placed my back over them as I looked down at the mass amount of cum that was covering my pussy. I slowly started to rub the sticky goo covering my pussy around and I constantly licked my hands as I adored the taste of his cum. I rubbed and rubbed and pushed my cum covered fingers into my pussy. I grabbed a big goop of the cum which had missed the target and rubbed my asshole with it. I had cum so quickly and right after I grabbed some baggy sweat pants which were black in color and put them on not wearing any panties as the sweat pants wouldn’t touch my pussy so I could keep the cum there for my brothers eating tomorrow. I slowly went to bed with the anticipation of what tomorrow would bring.
Sitting in classes although for a short day was probably the most difficult thing I had to do. I woke up with my pussy really wet and some of my brothers cum running down my leg and now sitting here in class I’m getting really wet thinking about what’s going to happen once that bell rings. Unfortunately with me being in high-school and my little brother being in middle school I for once got of 20 minutes earlier then he did. As soon as I got home I rushed upstairs to get ready.
I got completely naked and looking at myself in the mirror all I could see was a tanned slim body and in the mid region a glistening colour due to my wetness and white due to my brothers cum. I quickly grabbed my dildo from my desk drawer and headed downstairs. Wearing absolutely nothing and dripping wet I walked downstairs and went to my brothers bedroom. I removed the sheets sat down and spread my legs. Wanting to moisten up the dried up cum on my pussy I rubbed it in with the wetness that was forming on my pussy. I used my dildo to help with that part as I ran it over my clit. I saw some of my socks sitting on my brothers desk and always thought I looked better with long socks on so I quickly put them on as they rolled up to the mid-point of my thighs. Waiting and waiting I got bored so I decided to put the dildo into my ass. I sat down on it pressing down very slowly as I felt it go in all the way.
After that I was still sitting there having no clue where my brother was. So still bored I decided to do some stretching infront of his mirror. So while standing up I lifted my leg to my head and the dildo popped out of my ass so after placing it back in I tried so more yoga stretches. Standing straight up I placed my hands in front of me and bent all the way over stretching my back out and all of a sudden the door opens. My brother bursts in and with probably the best view of anything he’s ever seen in his life and me I am over joyed and excited. Still standing there my brother drops his bag closes his door and grabs my hips and tells me to stay as he takes the dildo out of my ass and licks me from all the way down where my clit is back up to my pussy hole and then my asshole licking his cum at the same time.
“EEEEEEKKKKKKKKK, OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH OWWWWWWWWWW, Yes baby how does that cum taste”
“You don’t even know how good this tastes. Your ass could use some cum for it to taste better but mmmmmmmmmmmm”
“ewww you dirty dirty boy, here lets take these school clothes off”
I tell him as he removes his shirt and I unzip his jeans. As I pull out his cock it smacks me in the face.
“Hey Alex can we do this like how we did yesterday infront of the laundry machine like my dick feels way better when you are like deep throating and kind of gagging with it in you. Would you mind the pain”
“Lie down and we will see if I mind it. But first gimmie a kiss I wanna taste that cum again”
As Andrew kisses me he quickly separates and hops onto the bed lying against the back wall as he grabs me and puts me right above his dick with my pussy hovering over his pubic hair. As we continue to kiss and he moves down to my nipples licking and pinching them I immediately feel the head of his cock rubbing against the bottom of my ass and I can tell hes horny as he is smearing the pre-cum all over me. I quickly stand up with him still in his sitting position and just drop my pussy over his mouth and put all my weight on his face as I pretend it to be a seat as he wettens me up. Licking and flicking his tongue around my pussy as I lift my body up I see his cheeks and nose are covered with my pussy juice. I quickly drop down to my knees on the bed beside him and prepare my-self for some pain which he loves to see me in!
I grab Andrews cock and start licking and placing my mouth on. Andrew immediately with no hesitation pushes my head down with force.
“Here just tap my stomach or thigh or something when you need to breath and ill bring your head up okay?”
As I gag away he finally pulls my head up so I can reply, “Yeah okay not to much force or else your not getting any of your big sisters cum filled soaking wet pussy…”
I continue bobbing my head and then feeling his palm ontop of my head as he presses it down and me gagging and bringing up so much spit that his dick is practically in a puddle of saliva. Coughing a bit I know that he is loving this and just as I tap out one last time I raise my head and quickly jump from my kneeling position on his bed and hop ontop of his cock as I give him a great big kiss so that he knows what his cock taste like..
“eww Alexandra gross don’t do that…”
“You just ate your own cum of my pussy, idiot”
“ohh yeah guess everythings just better when theres pussy”
“well heres your pussy for you”
I tell him as I grab his cock and for the first time I push it through my pussy hole which is very resistant to it as it is very tight and my brother with the shock of his life as he feels pussy for the first time also. As I quickly pump my pussy up and down up and down just about 3 times after that I came already and immediately all I could feel on the 4th pump up and down was my brothers cock flying out of me and just shooting right up my ass and back. As he shot load after load it fell straight back down drooping from my back and went to his thighs.
“Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh my god Alex that was probably the greatest 15 seconds of my life!”
“ahahahah you could only last 15 seconds with my pussy huh boy?”
“That was the best thing ever!”
He says as I grab his cock which has clearly been overworked and put it right back in my pussy as I start pumping up and down on his cock again he immediately screams from the sensitivity his dick is feeling after just squirting his cum.
“C’mon Andrew I want some cum on my face not my back lets go”
“Alex please, please, please stop” he says as he grabs me by my slender love handles and picks me up of his cock.
“Just wait, I need a minute give me a minute” he says as he is panting and breathing excessively.
Me I’m just sitting there enjoying the taste of his cock in my mouth from earlier, spreading my legs wide in front of him so he can get his grove back and wiping the cum of his thighs and rubbing my pussy with it.
“Alright ill give you a minute we still got around 3 and half hours before mom and dad get back, and I’m really really horny now that I felt how good your dick is when its inside me”

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Home Alone For Five Days

It was the beginning of the summer, and I was amping up for an amazing summer of hanging out with friends, and having a great time. Almost every single one of my friends decided to spend their summer in other counties though, something my mom wouldn’t let me do, no matter how much I begged. She worked a lot, so I got left home almost the entire day, she had built her own company which consisted of a lot of traveling and me being left home alone. I really didn’t mind being left home all that much, besides the fact that the only person I really had to keep me company was Adrianna our maid, who spoke little to no English. She also was only there every other day, from noon until seven, when she was there though she usually cooked me lunch and dinner, and cleaned the entire house. I had just turned sixteen a couple months ago, I had gotten my license which gave me a lot of freedom, but my mom hadn’t bought me a car yet.
One day, a couple weeks into the summer my mom came home from work, she informed me that she had to go to London, and Hong Kong to deal with a huge warehouse manufacturing mistake that was made. She would be gone for five days, and her business partner Brandie had to go with her, so I was going to have to watch Brandies thirteen year old daughter Brianna. I hadn’t seen her in probably two years, before my mom and Brandie started their company they were best friends, they both didn’t work, so I grew up being around Brianna a lot. Once my mom and dad divorced, my dad moved to New York, I see him once or twice a year when I go to New York. My mother and I stayed in Los Angeles, so sending me to his house while she travels doesn’t really work. The next morning I woke up to the sound of people down stairs, not a sound I am used to since I am always home alone. I got out of bed and walked down the stairs, Brandie and my mother were in the foyer talking and there was a driver in a black suit taking my mom’s luggage to the car. She saw me and beckoned me to come over to them, I was half asleep, it was 8:30 in the morning and I am a dick when I get woken up early, something I usually apologize for later.
“Anthony we are leaving, Briana is sleeping in the guest bedroom in the west wing of the house, love you and here.” she reached into her purse and handed me a set car keys.
“What are these?” I asked.
“Keys to your new car, have fun, be responsible.” She kissed me on the cheek gave me a hug and got into the Escalade waiting outside for them.
I walked outside and sitting in the driveway was the car I asked her for when I turned fifteen, and was so disappointed I didn’t get on my sixteenth birthday. She had gotten me a G-Class Mercedes Benz, I opened up the door it had white leather interior, and dark wood detailing. I ran into the house ecstatic, but hungry, and it wasn’t a day that Adriana came, so I had to cook for myself. I made myself a bowl of cereal, and started watching a recording of the Lakers game from the night before. Briana walked into the kitchen in pink shorts that you would sleep in, and a white tank top, I totally forgot that she was even at the house. She looked so much different than when I saw her last, when she was 11 years old. She had blonde hair now instead of light brown, she had blue eyes, she was about five foot six inches, she had boobs now, probably around a C-cup, and an amazing ass!
She sat down at the island and poured a bowl of cereal, it was kind of awkward since we hadn’t talked in or seen each other in two years, and I was sitting there in my boxers with no shirt on. I had brown hair, I was around six foot tall, brown eyes, I had abs and I was toned, I wasn’t huge like a bodybuilder or anything but I worked out at least four times a week with my trainer. I told her I was going to go take a shower, and if she needed anything that I would be done in about ten minutes. I walked up the stairs into my bedroom, took my boxers off and took my shower. Running through my mind was how much Brianna had changed, and how fucking sexy she was now. When I got out I walked into my bedroom and I didn’t have any clean boxers in my room, so I walked down stairs to the laundry room, with my towel wrapped around my waist. All the clothes in the laundry basket were mine, so I just grabbed the entire laundry basket to take it to my room, Brianna was still in the kitchen. When I was talking through the kitchen I was using both hands to carry the laundry basket, because my mom insists in having fucking twenty pound antic laundry baskets. I walked past the fridges and my towel fell to the ground. Brianna’s mouth dropped open, because I was standing there in front of her butt ass naked with everything hanging out. I dropped the basket of clothes and reached for my towel to cover myself. She kind of jumped up out of her seat and was in shock, I told her how sorry I was for that happening and went to pick up the laundry basket again.
“I kind of liked it though.” She reached back and took my towel off
“uhhh” I was absolutely speechless, did this sexy ass thirteen year old just make a move towards having sex with me?
My dick started to get really hard, as she got really close to me, my dick slid in between her legs and she kissed me on my neck, then on my lips. I slid my tongue into her mouth and started making out with her in my kitchen. I was a virgin I hadn’t ever had sex before, I hadn’t even had a blowjob before, I had gotten one hand job by my ex girlfriend when I was fifteen. She started to moan as she slide back and fourth on my dick, I could feel her getting wet through her shorts. I picked her up and carried her upstairs, threw her on my bed and got on top of her, I pulled her shorts down off her and threw them. She had a sexy pink laced thong on that said “try me”. I slid her tank top off and started sucking on her tit, every time I would move my tongue she would let out a moan. She grabbed my dick and started rubbing it, then I got on the bed on my back and she got down and started sucking my dick. I wanted to cum in her mouth so badly, but I wanted more, I wanted to fuck her right, I wanted to cum inside of her. I grabbed her hair and started pushing her up and down on my dick, she sucked on my balls while rubbing my dick with both of her hands.
I laid her on my bed on her back, and slide her thong off, she had a little bit of pubic hair but not a lot, I got down and started eating her pussy out, it tasted so good. Her grabbing my hair and pulling me deeper into her pussy felt so good. She was moaning and saying my name. I started fingering her while licking her clitoris, I wanted to cum so bad just eating her out, I got up, opened her legs, lined my dick up to go into her pussy. I started pushing in and the look on her face was scared but ready, it wasn’t warm, it was hot, I started fucking her, it was the best feeling I had ever felt in my life. She was in pain I could tell she was a virgin and there was a little bit of blood but not a lot. I started kissing her all over and sucking on her tits, she was scratching my back and pulling me deeper into her from my ass. I couldn’t take it anymore I started to erupt and she let out a scream and grabbed onto my tightly. I rolled over onto the bed next to her and took a deep breath thinking, what the fuck just happened?
“We are using a condom next time.” she said calmly.

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