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A Bad Situation

This is a story about a guy, Alan that I briefly dated when I was 16. I had only known him for maybe a month at the time that this happened. He was staying in a motel with an older friend/coworker, Ray, and they were working on a construction site in that town. The day after this happened, they left town, so I guess they had planned to do it the night before they were leaving.
That night we were all drinking in their motel room and I ended up passing out early.
The next thing that I really remember is that it was dark and Alan actually ripped my cotton shorts open at the crotch and started fucking me. I was really turned on by the aggressiveness of it. He was always changing positions a lot during sex and making sex into a nearly athletic event sometimes, and this was no different. He kept moving me around into different positions – I was felt very mold-able that night. I was still pretty drunk, and I was very comfortable and really getting into every position.
After awhile, he moved so that he was laying on his back and I was laying in between his legs performing oral, sloppily, I’m sure because of how drunk I was. Then, he shocked me by forcing it down my throat and holding me there while he reached over and turned the light on. Still holding me on his dick, he let me up just a little bit – I remember that because I took a much needed breath, and he tilted my head to the side so that I could see his friend, Ray, who had to have been 35 or 40, sitting on the other bed slowly stroking his dick.
Ray, as I said, was older, he was not particularly attractive, and his was the first uncircumcised penis that I had ever seen, so the look of it really struck me in that first glimpse. It was also pretty large, but I noticed the different look of it being uncircumcised more than anything. Of course, I also caught on pretty quickly to what was on their minds and I started shaking my head because I didn’t want to get into any really freaky shit. I just wanted a normal sex life with one man and one woman.
So, I started shaking my head when I saw that it was about to get freaky. When I shook my head, Alan forced it back down, hard, cutting off my air and making me gag. He held me that way for a few moments, long enough to make me start moving frantically in a panic, then he let me up just enough to breathe for a moment before doing it again.
I started making noises in my throat the next time he let me up as if I could communicate to him to let me go, but that isn’t how it went down. He told me to get up on my knees and Ray got up off the bed, stood behind me and started touching my body and making creepy noises. I started whining, and Alan slammed my head back down again, again, holding me long enough to make me panic for air.
He let me breathe again and told me not to be difficult, and at that point, I realized that I was in it, like it or not, so I cooperated. When Ray entered me from behind, Alan started pumping my head up and down on his dick. I started to cry a little from embarrassment and feeling stupid more than anything, but when I did, he quickly slammed my head back down and told me that if I would behave this kind of shit wouldn’t happen to me. Ray was saying that I liked it, and at that point, I just closed my eyes, focused on breathing, and thought of how stupid I was for getting myself into such a stupid situation.
As I was blocking things out and focusing on breathing, I was shocked back to reality when Alan pulled my hair really hard, pulling me off of him and holding my head back, roughly by the hair, as Ray managed to roll onto his back on the bed, pulling me with him so that he never came out as he did it. Then, Ray started moving me by the hips in an almost grinding way, really slowly while Alan, half standing on the bed, held me by the hair, forcing my head back and jacked off.
He told me to open my mouth, and I did, thinking he was going to put his dick in it again. Instead, he shot load after load all over my face, all over my eyes and a lot in my mouth. I kept my eyes closed, though he told me to open them as he was cumming and pulled my hair really hard and painfully when I didn’t.
Then he told me to swallow what was in my mouth, and I did. He told me to open my eyes again and he slapped me when I didn’t, so I tried to, but it was difficult and it burned. When I opened them just a little bit, he said I was a good girl, told me to open my mouth, and he put his dick in it, telling me to clean it up and suck on it, which I did.
Alan still had a hold of my hair and it was painful. All of this was going on while his friend continued to grind me up and down, slowly on his cock. I was in pain because the guy had already been slamming it into me before the position change and he was large enough for that to be painful if the guy’s not careful, which he obviously wasn’t. The grinding wasn’t as bad as the pounding, but it was still really uncomfortable because it was so deep. Meanwhile, my eyes were burning from the cum and Alan had my head in a really uncomfortable position, holding onto my hair while I sucked on a mostly limp dick, feeling humiliated, and wondering how much longer this could go on for.
I finally felt some relief when he let go of my hair and took his dick out of my mouth. Then, Ray quickly maneuvered to roll me over, slammed me on my stomach on the bed and started pumping it really hard from behind again. When he finally came, it took forever for him to finish, making weird noises and pressing my body really hard against the bed, making it difficult to breathe again. While i was down there, though, I wiped my face against the comforter, trying to get some of the cum away from my burning eyes.
I thought that for sure they would be done and they would let me just go home, but I was wrong. When Ray finally stopped cumming in me and pulled out, he half staggered to the other bed and laid down on his back. I think he would have been fine to leave me alone then, but Alan told me to go over to him and clean him up. I asked if I could just wash my face and he told me to just do what I was told, so I did what i knew he wanted me to do. It was really awkward and uncomfortable because it was the first uncircumcised dick I’d ever seen, it was limp, and now, I was expected to suck on it.
Alan still seemed to have some energy and this seemed to turn him on because he entered me from behind as I was sucking on his friends limp dick. I didn’t want Ray to get turned on again and start getting into it, so I was doing what I could to keep from making him hard until Alan pulled me up by the hair again and told me to start licking it.
There really wasn’t any way to do that in a way that was careful to keep from arousing him, so I just did what he told me to, doing what I could to keep it from being a turn on. I looked up at him once to see if I could read his expression and he was staring at me intently with a grin on his face.
It didn’t take him very long with me licking it up and down, to get hard again. I really didn’t want this one down my throat because it was so big, so I held onto the base of it with my hand trying to keep that from happening. At that point, Alan pulled my hair really hard again and told me not to be a pussy as Ray moved my hand, sat up on the bed and pushed his dick deep into my throat.
He didn’t hold it there though the way Alan had. Instead, he pumped it in and out really fast and as he did so, I felt Alan getting a lot harder inside of me like it was really turning him on to watch his friend face fuck me so hard. After a couple of moments, they started talking to each other, stopped what they were doing, and told me to get on the bed.
From there, Alan pulled me to the edge so that my head was hanging upside down off of the edge of the bed. Then, he got on the bed with me while Ray started fucking my face in this new position which gave him deeper penetration into my throat, made me gag, and made it harder to breathe. As he was doing that, Alan lifted my legs up, held them together and started fucking me again in that position.
This position seemed to bore him, because he wanted to change it pretty quickly. Now that they both had their second wind, I thought that this could really go on forever and I was so tired of it. I knew from experience how Alan liked to change positions frequently and I wondered how much more of this I was going to have to deal with. However, instead of just changing position, I heard Alan say that he wanted to see “this bitch” swallow some more cum. So, they had me lay on the bed and both started jacking off over my face with me instructed to keep my mouth open. This time, I kept my eyes tightly shut and neither of them said anything about it. In a way I was relieved because I was pretty sure it was almost over.
They were fondling my tits and seeming to take forever, but finally I felt the first hot load from Ray hit my cheek. The next one went in my mouth, and he rested his dick on the edge of my mouth so that the rest of it went in. Alan, on the other hand managed to cum all over my face again, but still got the majority in my mouth. I was told to swallow it and I did. After that, they let me wash up and go home.

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Away We Blow

This story is about my first sexual encounter with a guy. Three days previous to this, my boyfriend and I went to the movies where we kissed, and he had his hands in my pants, but this went so much further. All I had ever done before that was kiss a girl. My boyfriend and I were both juniors in high school: I was 16, he was 17.

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Daddy’s birthday present to son

Daddy’s sex toy gets special birthday gift…..
Here is another true experience that I had with my father when I was a kid. I have enjoyed the comments I have received in regards to the previous stories keep them coming.
It was my 14th birthday. My father had been using me as his sex toy for quite a while now. My father had made special arrangements to have me come to his place for the weekend. He had told my mom that we were going on a guys weekend trip and would be out of town all weekend. I was excited to be going on a trip with my father as we had never really gone anywhere before.
When my mom dropped me off my father told me to strip my clothing off. Which was normal when I arrived at his house each weekend he would have me strip naked.
I asked him where we were going for the weekend and he just said I would find out soon enough and that we were going to have a great time this weekend.
He had a bag already packed beside the door of the house so I placed my bag down beside his. He picked my bag up and said I wouldn’t need it and tossed it aside. He led me to the bedroom and ordered me to suck his cock.
Dropping to my knees in front of him he grabbed my head and started to fuck my face. Just as he was about to cum he pulled out of my mouth. I could already taste the pre cum in my mouth and on my lips. He had been using me for his pleasure for so long and I enjoyed being his slut. Knowing that he liked to hear me beg for him to cum in my mouth. I looked up at him and begged him to let me taste his cum. He asked me if I liked the taste of his cum.
Oh yes daddy I do love it please cum in my mouth. He pushed his cock past my lips and into the back of my mouth and and started to cum. The first blast hit the back of my throat and was immediately followed by another large blast filling my mouth up some of it dripping out the corners of my mouth. I Swallowed his cum as fast as possible.
I had only been at my dads place for 15 minutes now and was already naked and had already tasted my dads cum. I knew he was going to be using me a lot this weekend and was excited to leave for my guys weekend.
He told me to get up and turn around. He grabbed my wrist and put one leather cuff on. Grabbing The other wrist he put another cuff put the same types of cuffs on my ankles. but he didn’t cuff them together though.
Now for something new he put on a waist belt that had several heavy duty rings on it that he cuffed my hands to. This was very restrictive as I couldn’t pull my hands from my sides at all.
He lead me to the door of the garage. opening the door he walked me out to the passenger side of the truck and opened the door. When I looked into the truck he had somehow attached a dildo to the passenger seat. He ordered me to get in and sit down on it. It was large and flared out at the bottom. Being flared as it was I was not able to get it all the way in so I was just kind of propped up on the top of it.
he had 2 hooks on the floor boards that he attached my ankle cuffs to. Reaching behind me he grabbed the seat belt and strapped me into the seat still sitting on the large dildo. With my hands to my sides and my legs cuffed I could not move very far and definitely not enough to get the dildo out of me.
My cock was hard with excitement wondering where we were going. Precum was running down the sides of my hard cock. My dad lowered his head into my lap and sucked on it for a few seconds and looked at me and asked if I was ready for my birthday present.
I moaned that I was and asked where we were going. He said it was a surprise and grabbed a blind fold from behind the seat. He whispered in my ear that it was a guys weekend and that I was going to be used all weekend as a sex toy. I loved him for teaching me and just using me in what ever way he wanted. I would do anything he wanted I was his and he knew it.
Closing the door I could here him go back into the house him coming back in a few minutes. I was still propped on top of this large dildo. He started the truck and we started to back out of the drive way. When we got to the curb at the end of the driveway I bounced on top of the dildo and it shoved it in a little bit more. I moaned out loud and could hear my dad tell me to relax and let the dildo slid into my ass.
It was still to large and I had not stretched out enough yet. My legs were getting tired and I could not hold my self off the dildo for long so I focused on relaxing my muscles. Driving down the road hitting the bumps would push the dildo in further to my ass each time. Until he hit one large bump and it finally slipped all the way in. I was moaning with pleasure. Each time he would brake or hit the gas my body would move on the dildo like I was being fucked by a big machine.
We must have been driving for about an hour when we slowed down and I heard a garage door open. I thought that we were back at his house. My dad reach over and uncuffed my ankles and released the seatbelt from around me.
He didn’t take the blind fold off though he just took me off the dildo and lead me into the house. When we were in the house he pushed me to kneel down. He leaned me over and I could feel what I thought was a padded table in front of me. He clipped my waist belt to the table and cuffed my ankles to the legs. Leaning forward like I was he would be able to slid his cock into me whenever he wanted. He uncuffed my hands from the belt and tied them to the front of the table so that I was face down and spread eagle on this table.
He asked me if I was ready to be fucked. I was so ready for him to slip his cock into me and make me his sex toy. I was so horny from being fucked by the dildo in the truck that my body was vibrating. I said that I was ready.
He wanted me to say it louder which I did ” yes daddy please fuck me!” He asked me if I was ready for a guys weekend. I loved admitting to him that I was his for the taking. “Yes daddy I am your slut please fuck me” I said. He asked again if I was ready for more!
I was tied to table in the middle of what I thought was my dads house begging him to fuck me. I screamed out ” yes daddy i am ready for more”. he slapped my ass making me moan out loud.
He removed the blind fold and when my eyes adjusted I could finally see that in front of me were 5 men. Listening to me beg my father to fuck me. My father said that this was a guys weekend. What he ment was that these guys were going to use me as their sex toy all weekend.
I was scared and embarrassed. I was helpless in this position. They could do what ever they wanted and I was powerless to stop them. It was my 14th birthday and I was going to be used as a sex toy by all these men i was at there mercy. Laid out on a coffee table in front of me was an assortment of dildos, butt plugs, whips, paddles and other sex toy items that i didn’t even know what they were.
My dad said that these men are here to give you more much more. He looked at the men and said a few rules to go by.
1 – don’t let him cum. You can suck his cock or masterbate him but he doesn’t get to cum until I say so.
2 – don’t leave any marks that are going to last more then the weekend. this would be tough to explain to his mother.
Let the guys weekend start.
With that said the 5 men in front of me stood up and started to undress. I was not sure if i was shaking with fear or excitement. Seeing these men eyeing up my naked 14 year old naked body I had been used a lot over the years for my dads own personal pleasure and had only had one other man use me when my father pimped me as i explained in my previous story.
I was theirs to do what ever they wanted and was so excited and a little embarrassed that I was now going to be used by these strangers.
The first 2 men came over to me one grab some lube and rubbed it on his cock and the other picked up a paddle and approached my face. He put his cock up to my mouth and started to push it into my mouth. When I resisted he slapped my ass with the paddle making me scream. When I opened my mouth he pushed his cock in to the back of my mouth. He told me that I was to do what ever anyone asked or I would be spanked again. When I didn’t respond he spanked my ass leaving it red and hot. I moaned in pleasure and he started to fuck my face as fast as he could. I could taste the salty percum on his cock already. Just as he was going to cum he spanked my ass and continued until he was done cumming in my mouth. I had my first load of what i knew was going to be many that night shot in to my mouth. As soon as he was done cumming he moved back and his cock was immediately replaced by another man.
I felt a man come up behind me and in one long stroke shoved his cock into my ass. It pushed me further onto the cock that was in my mouth pushing it deeper into my throat. I could not move to stop them from going any deeper.
They timed the strokes so they Would push into my mouth and young ass at the same time driving their cocks deeper into me. I could feel the cock in my mouth pass into my throat gagging me a bit until i got used to it and then it would freely slid down my throat all the way to the base of his cock. he would hold it there sometimes to feel me squarm for air and then pull out. They picked up the pace until both of them moaned at about the same time and came in my young helpless body.
For the rest of that Friday night these men took turns fucking me, spanking me and making me beg for them to cum in my ass or mouth. My father sat in the corner and watched these men use me in any way they wanted. I could not count the number of times these men cam in my mouth or ass but I was loving it. My father had turned me into a 14 year old male slut. I could feel the dried cum all over my body.
Early Saturday morning everyone had went to bed and left me to sleep still tied to this table.
As each person would wake during the day Saturday they would come over to me and either have me give them a blow job or fuck me again.
One of the men was sitting on the couch watching a guy fuck me from behind while he was smoking a joint. He asked if I had ever smoked drugs before I hadn’t and said no. He got up and came over to me and told me how to take a puff off his joint. I started to cough the first time but he continued to give me more. I was getting pretty high. My body felt like it was super sensitive. I would focus on the nerves in my ass as the cock slipped into me it would send waves of pleasure through me I was moaning in pleasure. Begging this man to make me cum. Oh it felt amazing he shoved his cock in me and started to tell me what a dirty little slut I was. Until he exploded in my ass.
They continued spank me and fuck me. one guy even pissed in my mouth making me swallow it all. Finally Sunday morning I was released and taken home to my mothers where I slept with my stomach and ass still full of cum.
I know my father loves to use me as his sex toy but I love it just as much as him.

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Brad’s first time, five years later

It had been several years since Angie & Brads encounter in the duplex in Ohio. Angie remembered fondly the time they had spent together, when she had taught young Brad the secrets of physical passion. But once her college classes were completed, Angie moved to a different state where she had been working for a computer corporation.
Angie now traveled often on business trips, and her luscious body and pretty face didn’t hurt her sales. Men would go to great lengths to spend more time with her than the other salesmen. They wanted to watch her perfect butt, and perky breasts more than they needed computers. Angie just smiled and talked about her products, she was very animated, this gave her the opportunity to show off her athletic build.
It was early spring and Angie found herself on a trip to Ohio, she decided to look for Brad.
“Brad should be about 17 now” she thought as she drove her rental car to her old neighborhood. She quickly found the old duplex and parked in front. As she walked towards the door she could feel her legs tremble, she was excited and afraid of this encounter.
She knocked on the door, and when it swung open, Brad’s mom appeared. She smiled broadly.
“Well, if it isn’t Angie!” said Brads mom.
“Hi!” said Angie, “I was in town and I thought I would come see the old neighborhood.”
“Well come on” said Brads Mom, “My husbands still at work, and Brad is at band practice at school”
Angie didn’t want to appear too interested in Brad so she went in a chatted with Brads Mom. As they talked, Angie picked up bits and pieces of information about Brad: he was in Washington High school, making good grades, no steady girlfriend. Angie chatted a bit longer then said goodbye, she said she had to go visit one of her clients.
It was almost 4:00 in the afternoon, Angie raced across town to Washington High hoping to find Brad before she had to fly back home. Her heart was pounding. Brad, even though he had been very young, had been one of her favorite lovers. He had always been open and honest as most children are, but he had the passion of a grown man, even then.
She found the high school and parked by the auditorium. She looked in the mirror: her long dark hair flowed by her pretty face, her green eyes and full lips were still as gorgeous as they had been in her twenties. As she got out of the car, she smoothed her dress and checked her reflection in the car windows: she still had a tight athletic body that looked great in her business skirt, jacket and sheer white blouse. As she looked at her reflection, she had an idea that added to her excitement.
She picked up her purse and walked into the auditorium. The auditorium was empty but she could hear the students practicing their instruments somewhere in the back. “Brad’s here!” she thought as she looked around for a bathroom. She found one a walked quickly towards it: her high heels clicking on the hard floor. Once in the bathroom she quickly removed her jacket and blouse and hung them over the coat hook. She took off her camisole, which was essential in the business world when she wore her sheer white blouse. She removed her bra and stuffed it and the camisole into her purse.
As she put her blouse on, she could see her reflection in the mirror. Her breasts had actually become better looking over the last few years: they still had the smooth brown skin and perfect small, hard nipples. But now they had a little more ‘jiggle’ in them since they weren’t so high and tight as they had been in her twenties. They looked spectacular under the almost completely see-through blouse. She put on her jacket to cover her nearly exposed breasts. The jacket and the shadows it produced covered the near nakedness of the blouse. She walked back into the auditorium to look for Brad.
She followed the sound of the music to the back of the auditorium and found herself by a doorway to a small room in which several teen-age boys sat playing their instruments. She took a deep breath as she recognized Brad; he’d grown up well. Brad was now a tall, handsome young man with well groomed blond hair. She watched him for a few moments from the doorway as he guided his fellow students through their practice.
He had an easy, confident air and a quick dazzling smile. Angie’s heart was pounding, she was sexually excited, but that was nothing new. She had a new feeling that took her a moment to recognize: she was proud! She knew her gentle & honest encounter with the 11 year old Brad had helped mold him into this fine young man; how else could he be so confident at 17?!
She waited for the music to stop and stepped into the room.
“Hello Brad” she said, her voice was too was a little lower than it had been in her twenties.
“Hello” Brad said as he turned toward the woman who had greeted him. She was pretty, well dressed, obviously a professional business woman. “Who is this person?” he asked himself as looked at her high-heel shoes, her shapely legs and hips under her smart business skirt and her ‘all-business’ jacket. He flashed that dazzling smile and exclaimed “Angie!” as he stepped forward to hug the first woman he’d ever loved.
“This is great! I thought about you all the time and wondered if I’d ever see you again!” he said as he held her closely. She held him tightly too. “Hey Guys, this is a dear friend of mine; Angie”.
Angie marveled at his muscles, his smooth voice, his poise and self assured manner. She was thrilled that he chose the word ‘dear friend’ instead of ‘old friend’. She was probably prettier than she ever was, but she was still a woman. And no woman wants to be called ‘old’. Brad already knew that, at 17, when most boys are stumbling over their words trying to make any sense at all. “Yes”, thought Angie, “I am very proud of this boy, this man!”
“How have you been” asked Angie, looking deeply into his blue eyes, but her eyes were asking much, much more: “are you happy? Did I harm you? Do you now believe what a natural lover you were? Is everything OK? Was I wrong to be with you? Am I wrong to be here now?” were the questions that raced through her mind.
Brad knew her concerns, and answered all of them with a smile and a slight nod as he held Angie by her shoulders and stared into her green eyes “I’m OK, Angie, better than OK” he said softly, “you helped me, you never hurt me, you gave me a head start into adulthood that has helped me in every possible way, I’m very happy”.
“That’s so good to hear Brad” Angie said, her body finally able to relax “ I missed you Brad, I thought about you all the time too”. She was surprised by the intensity of the emotions that flooded her mind, she had thought it was just sex, but there was something more…She lowered her eyes as Brad held her with his hands firmly on her shoulders, when she raised her eyes she saw that Brad was no longer staring into her eyes. Her jacket had pulled open exposing the flimsy cloth that covered her perfect breasts, he was staring at the breasts that brought back so many memories. As he looked, Angie could feel her nipples harden by the cool air and Brad’s hot stare. “Oh…” she said, “I didn’t have time to buy a gift, so I wore this to surprise you”.
“That’s better than any gift” he said to her, “Guys, you’re on your own, I have some catching up to do” he call out to the musicions as he steered Angie out the door, his arm around her shoulder, her arm around his waist. “Angie?” he said, “I think I love you”.
“I think love you too” blushed Angie, hoping he wouldn’t be some teenage love struck schoolboy, hoping he’d remember one of the most important lessons she’d taught him: “Love your woman Brad” she had told him 5 years ago, “treat her like a queen, but when it’s time for sex, take what you want. The bedroom is not the place for the royal treatment, in the bedroom a woman wants to know she pleases and satisfies her man, and that can only happen if you take what you want. Do that and your woman will be happy and know she is pleasing to you. Then you treat her like a queen later”. He had been able to take what he wanted as a boy, but now she wanted him to take what he wanted as a man.
“Angie…” he started as he guided her into the dimly lit room that held all of the padded floor mats the gymnasts used. “Angie I have thought about you too long, No girl has been able to please me like you did” he said as he closed the door and pushed her down on a stack of mats, kissing her firmly, maybe too firmly. He wanted Angie know that her queen treatment would come later, that he would take what he wanted now.
Angie knew, and was thrilled at his forcefulness. This was better than she’d ever imagined. She felt the moistness growing between her legs as Brad kissed her mouth, her neck, and somehow her breasts were naked to his lips. “How’d he do that?” she thought as she felt his hand on her thigh. She drifted off into a sexual bliss as Brad touched her mound with his hand as he kissed and sucked her stiff nipples.
Angie had taught him that sex was a natural healthy thing. Brad was not at all shy or inhibited about it now, Angie felt her clothes being taken off, felt herself being turned over on her belly, she felt her perfect butt being lifted into the air by one hand while his other hand held her head down on the mats. “I must have it this way” she heard him say as she saw him reach for her purse. She was confused, was he stealing her money? She tried to lift her head. He held her down even harder.
She saw his hand pull out of her purse, it wasn’t her wallet in his hand. It was the small squeeze bottle of hand lotion she kept to keep her skin from drying out in the dry air of all those airplane flights. “What is he up to?” she thought as she felt the lotion being squirted all over her beautiful, round, firm bottom. “Oh no…” she moaned as she felt him squirt the lotion on her anus. She tried to get up, to crawl away as he rubbed to lotion into and around her tight sphincter but he held her even tighter. “Brad.. oh Brad…” she gasped breathlessly, but she didn’t say no again.
She reached back and grabbed his penis, remembering the perfect little 2 ½ inch rod he had just a few short ears ago. “Brad?” she gasped as she felt his fully grown manhood. It was still perfect, but is was much bigger she discovered as she wrapped her small hand around it. She could just barely make her middle finger touch her thumb as she clutched his penis in her hand. His cock was so hard that it throbbed, it was so big she could barely close her hand around it. She pulled it hard towards her face, trying to please him with her mouth , but Brad would not let her. Brad would take what he wanted… she had taught him well.
Brad felt her body relax into submission. He knew that she was now his, his to use as he wanted. She would give him his pleasure now, just like she’d taught him. He knew she would be happy that she pleased him, that she could give him exactly what he wanted. He wasn’t shy or embarrassed. He wasn’t in a hurry or nervous. He was completely in control as he pushed his cock against her rectum. He sighed as he felt her give up any resistance and let him slide in.
Angie was no naïve school girl, she’d had a dick in her ass a time or two in her series of sexual adventures. One time, when she was much younger and ‘experimenting’, she’d had a cock in her ass and another in her mouth at the same time. But she’d never had one so hard, so perfect, so big ‘back there’ before. She felt her sphincter rebel and try to clench shut. She felt her body try to lay down on her belly to escape from this rear attack, but he pulled her butt up in the air and pushed deeper into her ass until his balls nestled against her pussy. She now pushed back, pushing her butt higher in the air, helping Brad drive his cock deeper into her rectum.
Brad let her relax for a moment without moving, letting her tight sphincter get used to his hard penis. Then he started stroking slowly, gently. Angie grunted softly each time he pressed back in, but she kept her ass high in the air for him. He stroked harder and harder, grabbing her hips with his strong hands as he drove his cock deeper and deeper, over and over, as he began pounding her ass.
Angie was grunting loudly with each stroke, she didn’t care if anyone heard, it felt too good. She reached back and started tickling her pussy, rubbing her clitoris as Brad pounded away at her ass. “Oh God!” she cried, “Grab my tits Brad, grab them hard” she was almost screaming as she felt his hand reach around and grab her right tit firmly. Then her left tit. He held them hard! It hurt! It hurt so good!
He did just what she wanted as he gripped her tits hard with his full hands and used them as handles to pull her towards him as he rammed his dick into her ass, she arched her back to help him keep balance and get more leverage on each stroke. “Oh fuck me fuck me fuck me fuck me fuck me” she chanted as she rubbed her clit faster and harder as she felt his dick somehow getting impossibly harder, somehow growing even bigger in her ass. It felt like it was going to rip her apart and she knew he was close to cumming as she drove herself to climax just as he started spurting huge jets of semen deep into her bowels.
His pumping slowed, his body relaxed. She lowered herself to her belly with him still in her as they basked in the afterglow of a terrific climax. He finally pulled out and rolled over beside her as she felt her tortured anus try to keep what seemed like gallons of cum from draining out of her ass.
“Brad” she said in a soft, tired, but happy voice, ,”I’ve got to catch a plane, may I call you later, come visit you later?”
“You know you can Angie” said Brad, “you’re my queen” he smiled drowsily, they both got the joke.
She kissed him gently on his lips, he kissed her back even more gently.
She left him sleeping on those mats as she quietly, happily left to catch her flight.

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Fun in the Pictures

Here I was aged 9 or 10 still in short trousers and in the pictures on Saturday afternoon watching the old cowboy B films. It was an old cinema, nice and dark and not very busy.
A little after the picture started this middle aged man came and sat next to me. Hello he said my names Ken and he gave me a sweet. As he leaned across he put his lips against my ear and put his hand on my knee. When I didn’t push him away he very gently started to caress my knee and slide his hand very slowly up the inside of my leg. Say if you want me to stop he said – I didn’t – it felt nice. His hand was warm and gentle. After a while his hand was under my trousers and pants and touching my cock – this was even better -. He again wispered in my ear – you like that don’t you. He gently felt and touched my cock all over – I found myself trying to ease my trousers to give him better access but he then wispered that if I let him ease my trousers and pants down he could make it really good for me. I was up for this so he spread his mack over both our legs and then took my shorts competely off and pulled my pants out of the way.His hand was then everywhere touching and feeling all over my legs my cock my balls and my bum hole. He was so gentle. I then felt his little finger around my bum hole and at the same time his hand touching and playing with my cock.I opened my legs wide and pushed against him and his finger went into my bum a little way. This was great and I felt my cock getting stiff.
He wispered playing with your cock has made my cock hard would you like to touch it. He took my hand under the mack and I discovered that he also had partly removed his trousers and pants I – felt a warm leg and then a lovely big warm cock. I started to feel it and also his large balls.” Please play with it gently I don’t want to come yet’. He was groaning as I imitated what he was doing to my cock and he suddenly had to stop me. “Careful or you will make me come”.
Just after this the interval came on and he disappeared to the toilet I presumed. When he didn’t return for almost half an hour I was disappointed but then suddenly there he was again next to me. “More fun ” he said and again removed my shorts and pants and started gently playing me again. He wispered that on the way back he had come across a little girl about my age on her own wearing a nice short cotton dress. He sat down next to her and when he placed his hand on her knee she obviously liked it as she spread her legs a little and allowed him to slide his hand up her thighs and feel her cunt through her cotton panties. She then let him take her panties off and spread her legs even wider and let him finger her little hairless cunty and also her bum hole. At the same time she reached across and got out his large cock and started playing with it and his balls. He had to stop her as he was about to come. “Daddy loves me to make him come all over me and suck his cock” she said.
Ken said he had come back to me as he much preferred little boys and we were going to have a lot more fun. He suggested he gave me a lift home as it was not much out of his was and I agreed. It was getting dark and raining.
Ken had an old Caravette with a bench/bed in the back and curtains you could close all the way round. He parked up in a deserted area near a park and locked the doors and closed all the curtains so no-one could see in. He suggested we both took off our trousers and pants as it would be more fun.I noticed his large cock was quite soft and said so and he remarked just wait a moment. Sure enough as soon as he removed my shorts and pants and exposed my hairless cock he gave out a little moan and his cock grew and grew. He reached over and played with my cock and then suddenly bent over and took it in his mouth – this felt great – with his warm wet lips and he finger again playing around my balls and bum hole. He asked me to suck his cock and I managed to get at least some of it in my mouth. Ken seemed to love it – he was moaning and forcing himself forwards and then had to stop me again to avoid coming.
Ken then produced a picture book, the first pages were of little boys and girls with nice hairless cocks and cunts and then followed with the same boys and girls touching and playing with each other. It was very sexy seeing the little boys fingering the girls cunts, they were all obviously enjoying it. Further on in the book were boys and girls but now with men like Ken who were touching them and getting them to play with their big cocks. At the end of book were some pictures with the men spanking the little boys and in most cases both had nice stiff cocks. Ken said he was really turned on by the spanking pictures and asked if I would like to try it. He promised he would not hurt me so I agreed.
He put me across his lap and gave me a very gentle tap on my bum and then a little harder and then quite a sharp spank. Between each one his hand and fingers were stroking my bum and bum hole and it wasn’t very long before I could feel Kens cock getting really stiff underneath me and also my cock growing. This was so sexy.
Ken suddenly said he could not wait any longer and asked me to get on my hands and knees, he came up behind me and put his huge cock against my little bum hole, I must admit I was a bit scared but I also had a nice stiff cock. Ken started moaning with pleasure and pushing against me until he cock started to enter my bum hole. I reached back and stroked his large balls and he let out a huge groan and started to come all over my bum and everywhere. I also came at the same time.
We cleaned up and Ken dropped me off after agreeing to meet again next week. He said he would bring along his friend Peter for more fun and maybe photos but thats another story…………

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‘THE FUN WE HAD BACK IN THE DAY’ (PART TWO)

“THE FUN WE HAD BACK IN THE DAY“
(PART TWO)
In part one I introduced you to two kids, alone, who found each other. And whether or not it is acceptable, by the ‘norms’ of our society, how sex appeared as love and acceptance to a boy that was bullied and beaten on an almost daily basis,(not mentioned in part one) and just stepping out the door of my home felt like a risk to my safety.
Part two takes you deeper into the emotional state of that boy as he grew in his new family of friends.
Korky and I became inseparable. The other kids teased us unmercifully but we did not care anymore. Instead of walking together, I would just go to her house and play. My mom and dad were great parents, if a little clueless of my emotional state. As I complained more and more about the bullying, I was told never to fight, but tell a grown up. Yeah, Right. I had been trying for a whole year.
One day, five boys trapped me in the woods on a footpath leading to Korky’s house and beat the piss out of me. Literally. I wet my pants. I tried to hold it all in, but by the time I made it, limping, I was sobbing. I was so embarrassed as Korky opened the door, but I was helpless against the pain, both physical and emotional.
Korky opened the door with a smile that instantly evaporated.
“Oh, Buddy! What happened?”
Words simply failed me. I was stricken with gut wrenching sobs that nearly doubled me over.
“Daddy! Daddy, please help me!” Korky hollered.
“What? What’s wrong honey?”
“Just hurry, daddy, It’s Buddy- he’s hurt!”
And the next thing I knew big strong arms were carrying me into the bathroom, where her dad washed my face with a cold, wet washcloth.
“What happened to you, Buddy?” her dad asked.
By then I had somewhat calmed down. My chest was still hitching, but I was no longer sobbing.
“Five boys beat me up on the way over. They always want to mess with me and Korky and I hate them!”
“I know, sweetheart, Korky’s told me all about it. We will think about that later, but for now, it looks like your pants are wet. Don’t be embarrassed about it. Take off your cloths and I’ll wash them for you.” I was used to being naked around them, so I did. When I lifted my shirt over my head, he said, “Oh my God, honey, look at what they did to him.”
I was yellow, black, blue and purple all over my ribs and back. Korky began to cry and I tried to tell her I’d be O.K, and she hugged me softly and just held me, crying.
“Why do they treat us like this?” I asked dad.
Her dad said, “Kids can just be uncaring at that age. Until they are taught otherwise. Korky, honey, stay here with buddy while I put his clothes in the washer”
“O.K, daddy”, she managed.
As I sat there on the toilet she held me, gently rocking back and forth- she was so sweet. Her dad came back from putting my clothes in the washer and told us to come into his little study. He gave me a blanket to wrap with.
I‘d started calling him daddy because I liked it. He said, “Kids, this bullshit has gone far enough, don’t you think? Buddy, when your clothes are done I’ll take you home and tell your folks what happened. We’ll get some dirt and grass stains on your cloths ‘cause your mom will wonder how you stayed so clean while getting beat up. Does that sound O.K?”
“Yeah, O.K.”
“Are you feeling better now- I mean, I know you’re hurt, but you were really upset. Better now?”
“A little.”
“Well, why don’t you come over here and let me see what they did to you, kiddo.”
I walked over and he took the blanket off me and looked me over, and he was so gentle-God, at that moment I really began to love him in a way I’d never loved a grown-up before.
“Well, you’ve got a lot of bruises, but that’s all- I think you’ll live.” He kissed my cheek and stole my nose, and I giggled and hugged him around the neck. Softly he rubbed my back, and I told him I loved him.
“Well, I love you too, Buddy!” he said. And I love Korky- I have the two best kids in the world, and I am so happy! You guys want a beer and some bong hits”
And two 9 year olds screeched “YEAH!!!”
So Korky and I got wasted and I felt so much better. We watched cartoons and laughed- it’s amazing how kids can go from one extreme to another.
Sleep overtook us both as we watched cartoons and we lay snuggled together on the couch, me against the back of the couch and Korky’s back against my front.
“I’ve no idea how long we slept, but we were awakened by her dad with soup, sandwiches and cokes. As Korky got, up I whined because I had stiffened up and hurt pretty badly. She thought she hurt me but I told her she didn’t, I just hurt.
So after lunch Korky’s dad took me home and told my dad what happened. After he left my dad told me he was sorry he let it get that out of hand- mom didn’t want me to fight, he said, but he tried to tell her that sometimes boys need to stand up for themselves, and that has nothing whatever to do with a boy looking further for trouble, but stopping trouble that has already started. He told me to go and soak in a nice warm bath, and while I did, mom and dad had an intense argument. Finally I heard the front door open and close and our car start and leave. I dozed and when I came back to myself, the water was cold, so I got out, dried off and dressed. When I walked into the living room, dad had returned
and, they called me over to them and told me to sit down. Dad told me he had gone to those boys houses and had conversations with their dads about what they did and what would happen if they did it again. Those boys never bothered Korky and me again. She still was teased by the girls about me, but not as badly as before that incident, so life became much better for us. We were no longer afraid to go anywhere we wanted and life was good.

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