Virginity

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My first and first master

I sat on the bed waiting for him. His family was about to leave, and he was saying goodbye to them. I was wearing
a short skirt and a black t-shirt. Tonight was the night, I was gonna lose my virginity. He was gonna lose his virginity.
We’ve been talking about it for a while. Usually we have makeout sessions with just kissing and groping but eventually
that wasnt enough. His parents just thought we were going to go out to see a movie and go to dinner. They were going to be
gone for hours running erands.
I heard the door shut and a car start outside. My heart started beating really fast I was excited and nervous. I heard him
walking up the stairs till he got to the room.
“Are you sure you want to do this?” He asked.
“Yes, I’m sure.” He smiled and walked over to the bed and sat down next to me. He pulled me onto his lap and we started
making out. He was rubbing his hands all over my body. up my thighs, my back, my stomache and chest. He started sqeezing my
breasts outside of my lace bra. Then he slid them to the back of my bra resting his fingers on the hooks. I could tell he
wanted it off. I moved my hands off of his shoulders and slid them down his chest. I moved my hands to the bottom of my
shit and started to lift it up I released our kiss and took off my shirt. He smiled and took off his own. I quickly went to
kiss him again, very passionatly. He went back up to my bra, taking it off.
He threw my bra on the ground by the bed. He slid his hands back up my back very slowly up to my breasts. I moaned
as he kneaded my breasts. Then in a quick movement he laid me on the bed and leaned over me. Looking at my exposed chest.
He stated running his hands up my thigh towards my pussy. I bit my lip.
“Do you want me to finger you? Do you want me to make you cum?”
“Mmmm…yes.”
“Good. But you will not cum till I give you permission. You must ask me first.”
Was he really doing this? I told him before that I had wanted to be dominated, but I didn’t expect him to do anything like
this our fist time. This was making me very wet and horny, and I could see he was getting a hard on from it too.
“Yes, sir”
“Good.”
He then grabbed my wrists and pinned them to the bed. Going back to kissing me. He spread my legs wider with his and after
a while he started to kiss down my neck and chest, sucking on my breasts.
“Mmmm…that feels so good.”
He sat up and started to push my skirt up. “And this will feel even better.” He lifted my skirt to my stomache and pulled
off my panties. He slowly moved his fingers over my pussy. I pushed my pussy on his fingers, wanting more.
“Please.” I begged. He went slower. I groaned in anticipation. He looked at me seductivly.
“Beg me more. Tell me how bad you want to orgasm.”
“Oh, sir. I want you to make me cum. I want it so bad. Please, sir. I can’t take this.”
“Thats a good little slave.” He shoved two finges inside my wet pussy and started thrusting them in and out. I arched my back
as he went faster.
“Oh yes. Mmmm…” He went faster and faste and I could feel myself coming close to an orgasm. “Sir, Master, may I please
cum?” He slowed down.
“Hmm…Let me think…”
“Please?”
He stated to go faster again. I tried as hard as I could not to ogasm. “You may cum now.” As soon as he said that I let my
orgasm come. I moaned loudly as he continued to finger and stroke me.
“Oh, sir. That was amazing.” He got off the bed and pulled me up.
“Take off your skirt.” I did as he told. “Now you will undress me, and give me a blow job.” I slowly unbuttoned and unzipped
his pants and slid them down as I moved on my knees. I looked at the 8 inch cock in ront of me befoe putting it in my mouth.
I slowly moved up and down taking as much as I could in my mouth. He moaned and gabbed the back of my head. “Go faster,
slave.” He pushed my head so more of his cock went into my mouth. I did as I was told, as to be a good slave. He held my
head and helped as I went faster and faster. I moved one of my hands up and started to play with his balls.
“I’m going to cum. I want you to swallow it all. Every last drop.” I continued and in no time warm shots of cum were
shooting into my mouth. I swallowed every last bit and cleaned of his shaft. Then he grabbed my arm, lifting me up and
threw me onto the bed. He moved next to me and laid down, and pulled me ontop of him.
“Now ride me. Nice and slow.”
“Yes, master.”
“Remember do not cum unless I say.”
“Yes, master.” I started to ride him. Taking all of him into me. He felt amazing. I could not believe this was all happening.
It was amazing. As I rode him he had his hands on my thighs watching me, seeing the lust in my eyes. And once again I was
close to orgasm, and he could tell.
“Do not cum yet. You better not cum.”
I tried so hard not to orgasm, but he still made me ride him. “Please, sir. Please let me cum.”
“Go ahead.”
I rode him a bit faster as I orgasmed, my body was writhing ontop of him. He lifted me up and sat me on the bed
next to him. I kissed him, laid down and looked at him.
“How was it?”
“It was amazing. Thank you.”
“It was amazing for me too.” He got up off the bed and grabbed our clothes. “Care to join me in the shower?”
I got up and followed him. “Yes, master.”

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Bakers Park, Chapter 1: A virgin, A prego, and A spy

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Lessons From The Barnyard, Part I

After a rather lengthy hiatus, I have returned to tell all of a romantic story of young love on the farm. It could be true although, in the author’s case it is pure fiction. I have broken it down into 4 moderate length parts and I hope it peaks your curiosity enough that you will want to read all parts. You will notice that I no long accept comments and that is for my own reasons but I do hope that you will send me a message to let me know what you think. Happy reading, 2stfauther

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Uncle Ash: Part 1 + Prologue

After not being wanted by either of her parents following their messy divorce, Lori has to move in with her uncle Ashton. It is not easy though as he is not used to raising children and would rather spend time with his girlfriend than his deadbeat sister’s offspring. If Lori wants to keep living with her uncle, she is going to have to be willing to do things for him that his girlfriend won’t.
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The Roommate

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Giratina

being alone is never fun. Giratina decides to make a friend and finds out that he really loves her.

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Gene’s Toy

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

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Rich Sado Girl

Hey it’s been awhile since my last story, here’s a fresh new one to start off another chain. Once again I hope you enjoy it, and if you have a helpful critique, please feel free to let me know. My stories are for people to enjoy. Well have fun reading.
I stared at my father across the 10ft marble table as we ate dinner. My Father was telling me that he’ll be away on business in Japan for a while and that I’ll be staying at a hotel called Steele Maize. I was a bit surprised, not by the fact that my Father will be leaving since his job usually requires him to make trips. My father was the director of a massive medical corporate and was often selected as one of the most successful men in the U.S. It was the fact that I’ll be staying at a hotel in the meantime. Usually my father would have me stay with my Mother in France or with other relatives.
“Rose be sure that you mind your manners,” He said finishing his plate, “Even though I helped established Steele Maize, you are to be respectful and well mannered. Am I understood?”
I nodded, “Yes father.”
“Good,” He said getting up. “I will be in my studies if you need me. Once you finish your meal, go to bed. You’ll be leaving early in the morning,” and with that he left, leaving me to clean my plate.
After I finished, one of our many servants came and asked, “Would you like something else Ma’dam?”
“No thank you,” I told him with a smile as I left for my room. After going up two flights of stairways, I finally arrived to my room. Quietly entering, I began packing my things I need into a suitcase. When I went to my dresser to gather some clothes, I passed one of my large mirrors. I couldn’t help but do a little spin in front of it. I stood still to examine my body. I had a slender physique and was well toned, my skin was fair and smooth. I was half American and half French, but I was born in Italy. I had long wavy blond hair, I was average height, being 5’8 at 19 years old. My tits weren’t big or small, but they were round and firm. My ass on the other hand was a different story, I had a big smooth, shapely ass that I was quite proud of. When I was younger I was embarrassed at first by it, but as I got older I realized that it was a powerful weapon of sexual appellation. I took after my Mother face and her big blue eyes which my father once described as angelic.
I finished packing and dressed into my night gown. Switching off the lights, I jumped into my huge bed and quickly fell asleep. The next day I had a light breakfast of eggs and bacon and got dressed into an elegant pink dress that was prepared for me. My father had already left for Japan, so I boarded into a limo that was driven by the head butler of my household Stewart Evans. He was a 56 year old retired veteran solider from Vietnam. After loading my luggage into the limousine, we were off. The drive was only a quarter to hour long, I passed the time by reading Twilight for the 50th time. When we did arrive at Steele Maize, I saw 2 people were waiting for me. The first man was short and plump who I recognized as Joseph Margo the hotel’s manager.
After Steward parked, he got out of the limo, and opened the door for me, took out my luggage and placed them on the curve. I stepped out of the vehicle and thanked him.
“It is my pleasure Ms. Rose.” He said smiling gently, “If you should need anything, please let me know.”
“I will, thank you.” I said smiling back. Steward then got back into the limousine and drove off. I walked towards the 2 men.
“Bonjour,” I said fluently when I approached them then I added, “It’s a pleasure to meet you.”
Mr. Margo said, “The pleasure is mine Ms. Strautose, we’ve been awaiting your arrival. We do hope your stay here will be a pleasant one.” He then indicated to the young man beside him and said, “Ryan here will help provide any assistance you should need during your stay here.” I glanced at Ryan, he was quite tall probably around 6’3ft, he had shaggy black hair, brown eyes, and he was pretty built. He was quite handsome.
I smiled and held out my hand, “Enchantee.” When I saw how puzzled they both looked, I giggled and said, “Please forgive me, I’ve just returned from visiting my Mother in France a few months ago. So I’m still used to greeting people in French.”
Ryan relaxed, “So you’re bilingual?”
I took some time to ponder then said, “Well I know 3 languages. English, French, and Italian, so I guess I’m trilingual.”
“Wow.” Ryan said obviously impressed.
I smiled and then held out my hand again, “Let’s try again. I’m Rose Strautose, it’s a pleasure to meet you.”
Ryan took my hand into one his own and said, “Ryan Wilter, the pleasure is mine.”
Mr. Margo suggested that we go ahead to my room, I accepted so he had Ryan carry my luggage to my room. I felt a little bad since I had 6 luggages. As Mr. Margo and I walked into the elevator, I asked him a few questions about the hotel and Ryan. According to Mr. Margo, Ryan was just 18 years old which surprised me, he just finished high school, and he’s been working at Steele Maize for three years. Mr. Margo also said that Ryan wanted to become a lawyer, so he was working for money so he can get into a good college.
“And here is the floor for our platinum members, and this will be your room,” Mr. Margo said when we got to my room, I was amazed, for a hotel room, it was simply amazing. There were a total of six rooms, each room fabulously furnished with exotic paintings, carpeting, and beautifully made furnitures. Although I shouldn’t be to surprise since their platinum members are given the finest rooms in the hotel. Ryan came in bringing in the last of my luggage just as I finished going in every room admiring each unique decors. I thanked him sincerely.
“Oh you’re welcome.” Ryan had said, turning somewhat red, before he left he added, “If you need anything, just let me know.”
For the next two weeks in which my time in Steele Maize were more than comfortable. Everyone was rather generous towards me. The staff helped me as much as possible. Even the other guests were kind to me. I was often surrounded by them whenever I would leave the platinum floor. Women often asked me about my make up, hair, or skin, although I didn’t really used any unless for a very formal party, I’d lie and tell them that I used AVON products. Whenever I enter a room to sit down at a table, men would practically trample over each other to pull a chair out for me. Sometimes they’ll try to tell me jokes, I’d just fake a laugh, despite the joke having no humor. But everywhere I went, I heard them talking about how elegant, graceful, and kind I was. Yet what they always described wasn’t me at all, at least not the real me. The real me was a sadistic, cold, and uncaring person who was also very manipulative.
Ryan on the other hand, seemed to be the very opposite of me. He was really nice, and hardworking. I enjoyed any discussions that we would have. Ryan told me that he had a mom and a sister and that his father died when he was pretty young. He also asked me a few questions.
“Well I’m actually into fantasy books.” I said, when he asked me what books I liked to read.
“Really, me too.” He said smiling.
With each day, my time here was becoming more and more enjoyable. One day, there was a small package for me from my older cousin Mary. When I opened it there was a DVD. When I looked closer, I realized that it was a porno. On the back of the DVD case was a note it read:Hi Rose, how are you? I wanted to give you the latest set from the series. It’s thanks for that wonderful party you had for me. I hope you enjoy it, P.S. send me an e-mail would ya.
I slipped the DVD into the player and watched the clip. I skipped the parts till I got to a sex scene. A girl with big tits was strip teasing a guy in a chair. The man’s face was blurred and he was naked. When the girl started taking her shirt off, the camera closed in on the guy’s body showing his limp cock stiffening. The girl swung her shirt over her head while jumping up and down causing her tits to bounce. The guy jumped from the chair and grabbed the girl from behind and grinded his cock against her ass through her jeans she still had on. The girl pushed the man off her and started taking her jeans off.
I was starting to feel wet, I hunched up my black skirt to my waist, I pulled the strap of my thong to one side and started rubbing my fingers against my pussy. I watched as the girl had her jeans on the rim of her ass and started wiggling her ass to get them off. The man stood there stroking his cock and groaning. By the time the girl finally got the jeans off her, I was plunging my fingers deep into my pussy. I felt moans escape me as I watched the girl throw panties off and started kissing the man furiously. The man responded with equal enthusiasm, he eventually went down to her big tits and started sucking on her dark nipples. The girl moaned as she pulled away from him and knelt in front of him.
She slipped his cock into her mouth and started deep throating him. I watched her take in his entire cock’s length within moments. Her gags mixed in with his moans as her oral assault intensified. After a minute of this the man pulled his cock out of mouth and gently laid her on her back. He spread her legs and proceeded to fuck her. At this point I was getting close to cumming. My body slightly trembled as I slipped my hand in my grey shirt and grabbed my tit. My pussy tightened as my fingers explored its contents. Within a moment I was completely overtaken by an intense orgasm, I threw my head back, closed my eyes, and bit my lip. For a moment my body shuddered as the orgasm slowly faded. As my body slowly relaxed, a noise startled me, I opened my eyes and looked at the source before freezing. Standing at the doorway with a cart of cleaning utensils was Ryan.
Ryan was staring at me, I still had my hand between my legs and I could hear the male actor in the movie saying, “Ugh baby.. gonna cum now.”
My lips trembled as I tried to speak, but no words would venture from me. I unconsciously noticed Ryan had a huge bulge in his pants.
“Oh sorry,” Ryan quickly muttered and as fast as he could, pulled the cart out and left while closing the door behind himself. I cursed myself, as a feeling I’ve never felt before began to engulfed me. Not awkwardness, shame, not even embarrassment, it was humiliation that choked me. I didn’t know why, but I felt as though Ryan had humiliated me beyond recognition. Then I felt anger towards him swell up inside me. The video ended with the guy cumming on the girl’s face before I turned it off. Suddenly fear invaded me, fear of the idea Ryan telling everyone what I was doing.
I didn’t know how long I stood there, but in the end I decided that it’d be best if I went to get something to eat, so I straightened my clothes and composed myself. To my astonishment everything was the same, no one looked at me differently, however I didn’t see Ryan again for the rest of the day.
The next day I was reading a book when Ryan came and tried to apologize to me, however I chosed to leave without acknowledging him. Again he tried but I just ignored. Ryan then said calmly, “Look, I’m sorry okay? But if you want to act like a spoiled brat, then fine. I have nothing else to say to you then.” I looked up stunned, but he was already walking away. My body trembled as the humiliation I felt the other day increased exponentially. For the next few days, Ryan gave me the cold shoulder and made no contact, if he did clean my room, he waited till I left, and would be done by the time I came back. During the fifth day, when I saw him, I tried to say something, but he walked right past me.
That night as I laid in my bed, I thought back to when I noticed Ryan at the doorway. The way he looked at me made my body feel so hot. Remembering how his eyes scrutinized over my body caused my pussy to drip.
As my lust took over, my hand instinctively went in between my legs, my fingers gently caressed my clit. I moaned in ecstasy, I cupped my tit in my hand, before playing with my nipple. My body softly shuddered as moans occasionally emerge from my lips. I rocked my hips against my fingers, shoving them deeper into my wet pussy. I masturbated to Ryan, his calm, and shy face, his gentle brown eyes, and his exceeding kindness. It wasn’t till I remember his huge bulge in his pants that I realized something, I wanted to have Ryan, I wanted to make him mine and I knew just how to do it. As my last orgasm of the day occurred, I resolved to fuck the shit out of Ryan. The next day when I saw Ryan leave for home, I went to Mr. Margo.
“Excuse me sir, but can I request Ryan Wilter?” I asked.
He looked at me oddly, “Well Ryan’s shift is over now and he has a day off tomorrow. Is there any specific reason that you have for requesting him?”
I chose my words carefully, “Yes sir, you see there is a private matter in which we need to confront. I would very much like to get it out of the way as soon as possible.”
Mr. Margo sat back into his chair pondering over what I had said, “I understand, I’ll phone his house and let him know.”
I smiled gently, “Thank you sir.”
He nodded, “You’re very much welcome Ms. Strautose.”
I went back to my room, I felt a smile curl up on my face as I got a cup of ice cold water and putted it on a nightstand besides my bed, and brought out my personal black bag. I took a quick shower and changed into a black skirt and grey shirt while wearing a black thong, the same outfit he saw me masturbate in. I chose not to wear a bra and went to sit on my bed. I didn’t have to wait long, for within minutes I heard the door open. I heard footsteps coming towards my room. Ryan came into my room and stood there not saying anything.
“Hello,” I said looking up at him.
“Hey,” he responded. I stood up, picking up the cool glass of water, walked towards. Stopping directly at him, I looked up into his brown eyes and he looked into my own. We were both still for a while. Then within a flash, I hurled the cold water into his face. Everything seemed to slow down, I watched as soon as Ryan stumbled back after being hit by the water. I was easily able to push him down on the floor.
“What the hell.” Ryan said wiping water off his face.
“How does that feel.” I said my voice carrying a somewhat darker tone. I looked down at Ryan, despite his calm face. I could see anger and irritation emitted from his eyes. I knew he wanted to harm me, and the knowledge brought shivers of joy to my body.
“What was that for?” Ryan asked, trying to keep his cool.
I tossed my hair back, “Isn’t that obvious, that’s for humiliating me.”
“What do you mean?” He questioned.
“You had the decency to come into my room without any warning.” I yelled at him.
“Look, I apologized for that, and besides you should’ve put a sign telling me that you won’t need any services. Just the record I did knock.” he said raising his voice. “If throwing a damn tantrum was all that you wanted, then I’m going.” he said making an attempt to stand.
“No you’re not.” I muttered. He ignored me and walked towards the door. Then I shouted something that made him stop, “If you leave this room, then you’re fired.”
“What?” He exclaimed, “What the hell you mean by that?”
I held up 2 fingers and said, “With just 2 calls, I can have you fired and ensure you don’t get into any type of schools.”
“He glared at me, “You conniving bit-.”
I cut him off, “Maybe I should start with the first call.”
He stared at me. “What do you want from me?” He questioned.
A sadistic smirk crossed my face, “I want you to strip off down to your underwear.”
He stood there glaring at me, I slightly tilted my head, “Do you want to be added to the unemployment list?” He sighed and proceeded to take his shoes, shirt, socks, and gym shorts off. I licked my lips as I inspected his body, Ryan was indeed much more toned than I’d gave him credit for. I looked at his underwear which was concealing his cock.
“Take ‘em off.” I commanded. He did willingly, I silently gasped when I saw how big his cock was while it was still slightly limp. I pointed to the floor near the table that’s connected to the floor, “Sit there.” He did so. Then I told him to close his eyes.
“What for?” He asked harshly.
I pretended to think, “Let’s see, to keep your job, that’s what.” He glared at me for a while, but eventually his eye lids closed. I smiled as I pulled out a pair of handcuffs from my black bag and gently brought Ryan’s arms around one of the table legs. Then I quickly snapped the handcuff on his wrists. His eyes shot opened as he tried to pull his arms to his side but couldn’t.
“What the-?” He started, before I cut him off. Grabbing a chair from one of the table’s sides, I put the chair in front of him and sat on it. I took off my socks and placed my foot on his thigh. He glanced at my foot nervously then back at me. I softly nudged his cock with my foot. I pulled my foot back and stuck out my other foot in front of his face.
“Lick my foot,” I demanded. He stared at me for moment, when I held up 2 fingers again, he did so willingly. My body slightly jerked as I felt his tongue wrap itself around each of my toes, before going between them. I positioned my foot so Ryan can lick the bottom of it. I moaned as both ticklish and sexual pleasure went throughout my whole leg. Pulling my foot back, I got up and pulled down my thong, I knew Ryan was watching me carefully. I looked at his cock, which was now hardening at a slow rate. I told him to close his eyes again, I smiled when he did so without complaint.
Then I walked over and placed my legs on both sides of his head.
“Look up, but don’t open your eyes until I say so,” I instructed him. He did so quickly. I lowered ass on his face, I heard Ryan slowly breathed in the aroma of my body. “Now…lick.” I said softly moaning from Ryan’s heated breath. Immediately I felt Ryan’s tongue enter my pussy. I moaned as his tongue licked up all of my juices. I grabbed both my tits while wiggling my ass on his face. Ryan continued his assault, his speed increasing as he licked my pussy folds. Within about five minutes I was engulfed in an orgasm. When it died down, I knelt in front of Ryan and passionately kissed him. It occurred to me that it was my first kiss.
Ryan respond with equal force, our tongues explored each other’s mouths. I tasted my own juice in his mouth, and it made me even hornier. I wrapped an arm around his neck to pull him closer. Then I pulled back and glanced at Ryan’s cock, a smile crept onto my face. His cock was now very hard, and to my amazement, twitching while oozing some precum. I spread his legs a bit for easier access, then crawled out in front of him facing him on all four legs. I lowered my head and licked the precum off the tip of his cock. Ryan gasped in ecstasy.
“Open your eyes now,” I cooed softly. He did so reluctantly and stared at me between is legs. I grabbed his shaft with one hand and started stroking him softly. Then I slipped his cock into my mouth. Ryan’s body jerked as he moaned in pleasure. I bobbed my head up and down, taking in more of his cock into my mouth. My tongue wrapped itself around his cock’s head, before withdrawing softly to flicking at the tip of his cock. My hand played with his balls, grabbing, jiggling, and cupping. I felt his shudder, as his orgasm quietly approached. I withdrew my head somewhat till just the tip of his head remained in my mouth, then I took it all back in my mouth within one motion. Ryan body jerked upward. I quickly let his cock slip out of my mouth, I grabbed his cock with my hand and squeezed its shaft tightly. Ryan gasped in pain as I halted his orgasm.
He looked down at me. “You bitch.” He whispered harshly. I slyly grinned at him. I stood up and slowly lift my shirt up revealing my perky tits and round pink nipples. Ryan sat there obviously mesmerized, I kept my shirt up and bunched up my skirt to my waist, completely revealing my firm ass. I turned, my back facing Ryan and stuck my ass out. With both hands I grabbed my ass cheeks and spread them, while bobbing my ass up and down. I glanced back at Ryan and gave him a seductive look, at the same time I intently watched his cock hoping my plan would work.
It did, even though I stopped Ryan from cumming, he was still on the verge of it. I watched in fascination as cum flew from his cock, several landing on the floor, a few landed on the back of my feet. I scooped some up and licked it. It had a salty yet erotic taste that made me feel even hornier. I had my fun for today, so I adjusted my clothes accordingly. I glanced at Ryan and to my pleasure, he looked as broken as I’d hope to see him. I got the key to his handcuffs, and unlocked him. I greatly underestimate Ryan, the moment the cuffs fell from his wrists. Ryan grabbed me and hauled me onto my bed and pinned me down.
He turned me so I’d be on my stomach. He literally tore my skirt off, revealing my ass. My body shuddered as his hand softly rubbed my ass cheek.
“Such a big ass. Nice and firm.” He whispered to me. Then he smacked my ass hard, causing me to scream in pain. He smacked my ass again. For about the next two minutes, he’s done nothing but smack my ass. My pussy was soaking wet from both the pleasure and pain of his abusive action. I was breathing hard, I turned my head towards him.
“You’ve learned your lesson?” He asked firmly.
“Go to Hell.” I spat. He lightly pat the very sore spot on my ass, my body flinched in terror and pleasure. Then he delivered his judgment by bringing his hand against my ass with such force. My eyes watered, yet I willed myself not to let a single tear drop.
“Did you learn your lesson?” He asked saying each syllable slowly.
“Yes.” I muttered. He got off me, my body relaxed thinking it was over, but to my surprise, Ryan turned me over on my back. He spread my legs with his own and positioned his cock at the entrance of my pussy. I stared at him, he looked back at me, his face completely emotionless. Then he shoved in with absolute force. He quickly entered his entire cock into me. I moaned in both pain and pleasure. Ryan slowly inspected my pussy.
“Should’ve known you were a slut.” He said coldly when he didn’t find any blood. The truth was however this was my first time, I had broken my hymen while masturbating a few months before. But as Ryan talked down to me, and relentlessly pounded into me, I felt a smile crept onto my face as he began to increase his pace. I enjoyed his rough treatment on me, even when he spanked me, the pain quickly turned to pleasure. I moaned in ecstasy as Ryan lifted my leg over his shoulder and slightly turned me on my side. The process continued, Ryan gripped my ass cheek and pulled me closer, making his cock go even deeper. Ryan then drove his finger into my asshole, I moaned in ecstasy as I felt both my holes being filled. Ryan drove his cock in and out of me, but I knew he was hitting his limit. Ryan’s grunt became more haggard, his thrusts more wild, and his hips buckled.
Then without any warning, Ryan drove his cock as deep as he could into me and came. I felt his cum fill me up, it felt amazing, the pleasure was unlike any other. My face was warped in pleasure. Ryan pulled out of me, it was obvious that he was exhausted.
“I hope you’re satisfied.” Ryan said glancing at me. My body twitched in pleasure as the cum slowly dribbled out of my pussy. I scooped it up with my fingers and took my time in licking it off enjoying the taste. Ryan got up to leave, but I grabbed his arm and pulled him back onto the bed. I hopped onto him and embraced him in a deep, passionate kiss, I could feel some of his cum flow from my mouth into his. When I released, I watched in joy as he sputter some of his cum out. I roughly pushed him on his back, and saddled him.
I placed my hand in between my legs and grabbed his cock and gently stroke him, it took awhile, but eventually it came back to life. I immediately sank my ass onto his cock, engulfing it into my pussy. I was already near an orgasm, so the pleasure I received seemed to have magnified. I looked down at Ryan, he had a shocked expression, to which I enjoyed looking at.
“What’s wrong..not done already..are you?” I breathed in delight as Ryan began to moan.
“Shut up.” He replied. I smiled, his hard to get attitude turned me on so much. I increased my pace. Ryan quickly returned with equal force, our moans melded together and echoed throughout the room. I loved every moment of what we did, I loved how Ryan hands reached up to squeezed my tits, how he pinched my nipples. How his hips rhythmically matched mine. I even loved how his balls slapped against my pussy. In an instant my orgasm engulfed me, I screamed in ecstasy, my pussy clamped down on Ryan’s cock, caused him to cum also. My smile broadened as I felt his cum shoot inside of me. I let my body drop onto his, and for a moment we stayed like that, our breathing haggard and uncontrollable. Then I moved up to kiss Ryan again. He looked surprised.
“Why are you doing all of this?” He asked.
I smiled at him. “Isn’t that obvious? Because I want you.” I reached down and grabbed his cock and started stroking it. His surprised looked warped into agony. My smile grew devilish, “Don’t think we’re done just yet. I’m still pretty horny.”
To be continued

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