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]]> Erotic Images Forum writer999 http://www.sexstoriespost.com/forums/showthread.php/27579-BJ-Moms The Start of a Beautiful Friendship http://www.sexstoriespost.com/forums/showthread.php/27577-The-Start-of-a-Beautiful-Friendship?goto=newpost Thu, 02 Sep 2010 07:39:16 GMT It was a lazy Saturday morning at the beginning of the summer. At 19 years old, I had just finished my first year of college, and was enjoying being back at home in my own room and my own house. My dad was out of town for the weekend; he had gone up to Albany for the wedding of the kid of some old... It was a lazy Saturday morning at the beginning of the summer. At 19 years old, I had just finished my first year of college, and was enjoying being back at home in my own room and my own house. My dad was out of town for the weekend; he had gone up to Albany for the wedding of the kid of some old college buddy of his. My mom was spending the day with my aunt (her sister), because both of their husbands were out of town. I guess it was like a girls' day out thing. That left me basically home alone. I say basically, because my 16 year old sister Anna was also home, but when the two of us were home alone together, we pretty much stayed out of each other's way. The two of us used to be really close when we were younger. We never had any bad fights, just the usual occasional argument. But as we'd gotten older, we hadn't spent as much time together.

There was another reason, too. Over the last couple of years, since Anna had started to fill out, I'd started fantasizing about her, lusting after her. She was quite attractive. About 5'2, she was half a foot shorter than me, and had a very petite build. She had long and wavy brown hair that accented her slender neck and matched her gorgeous brown eyes. Her legs and belly were firm and toned from years of dance and gymnastics. Her breasts were small (I'm guessing a B cup), but firm and perky, and sometimes I could see her nipples sticking out through her shirts. And her ass... my god, her ass. The cutest ass I'd ever seen! Small and round, firm and cute, it stuck out just a tiny bit when she walked, making my heart go pit-pat, and making other parts of my body do less poetic things. Because of all of this, and because of the feelings I had, I often got nervous when trying to talk to her. I didn't want to accidentally give away my feelings, or who knows what trouble I might have gotten into. I knew I couldn't try anything, because she was my sister. I wouldn't do anything, unless I got some sign that she wanted it too. Fat chance of that... until that morning.

Since I didn't really have anything planned for the day except chilling out at home, instead of getting dressed after I took a shower, I just threw on a pair of boxers. The weather was getting hotter, and I don't really like being sweaty, at least not when it is because of the temperature. I did this fairly often when I was just slumming around at home, and it had never been a problem before. I was walking down the hallway when I felt a cool draft from the air conditioning vent. I decided to stand there and enjoy it for a minute, so I leaned against the wall and closed my eyes.

I opened them about 30 seconds later, to see Anna staring at me. It looked like she had just recently gotten up, because she was still in her pajamas, which consisted of loose soft pants and a thin t-shirt. The direct link between my penis and my brain noticed that she clearly wasn't wearing a bra, because I could vaguely see the impression of her nipples against the fabric of the shirt. She was staring at me, wide-eyed, not saying a word. My first thought was, oh shit, I bet I'm hanging out of my boxers, how embarrassing. I glanced down nervously, but the troops were still in line, nothing visible. But I followed her line of sight, and realized with some shock that my boxers were definitely what she was staring at. Specifically, the bulge in them. It didn't make sense. My sister had seen me wearing only my boxers many times before. Then I realized that the boxers I was wearing were pretty old, and smaller than most of the others I wore, which were usually pretty loose. My bulge was definitely more apparent when I wore these. I decided to say something to her.

"Hey, Anna, don't stare too hard, huh? You'll burn holes through it." I joked. She smiled nervously and blushed eleven shades of red, but didn't stop looking. I realized immediately that this might, just might, be the chance I had been waiting for. But I needed to get her to actually admit to what she was doing, before I could try to proceed further. Otherwise, if I was wrong about what she was staring at, I could get in serious trouble. I tried a different tack.

"Anna, seriously, what are you staring at?" This time I got a reaction. She stopped staring, but she had a shy look on her face, and couldn't look me in the eye.

"Sorry, Joe. Don't be mad. I was, um, I was looking at, well... I can really see your, um, your package. Please don't be mad." She was very embarrassed and shy, pleading with me not to get angry. This was totally different from her usually confident and slightly pushy personality. I wondered if this was why she had never had a boyfriend, even though she was so pretty. Maybe she was just really shy when it came to sexual topics.

"I'm not mad, Anna, but I don't really get it. You've seen me in my boxers plenty of times before, and you never had this reaction." Of course, I knew the real reason why she had noticed this time, but I wanted to hear what she had to say, wanted to keep her talking about it.

"Well, I guess I saw it before, but never, you know, really looked. Like the difference between just hearing and actually listening..." She was staring at it again. "It looks a lot bigger than I thought it would be."

"Oh really? And how much time did you spend thinking about how big it would be?" I teased her, and her shy smile grew.

"You know what I mean. Bigger than it seemed like other times that I saw you wearing just your boxers." I decided to press further.

"Have you ever actually seen one?" She blushed furiously.

"No, not a real one. I've seen pictures on the internet and stuff, plus the crap pictures they show in sex-ed. And my friends have told me about what they are like. And, like, I saw Toby's when I was in fourth grade." Toby was a guy who had gone to elementary school with her. "But his looked silly, like a little floppy worm." She giggled. "Not like yours. Yours looks like it's probably pretty thick. Like... I don't know, like Toby's was a toy and yours is all business."

I laughed. "Very poetic, Anna." Hearing her talk about how thick my penis looked was, of course, only making it bigger. It was pressing against my boxers, trying to escape. The only thing that saved it from springing loose on its own was the fact that I had twisted the boxers ever so slightly, so that the fly hole was not directly lined up in the front. Only compounding the issue was the fact that I could now clearly see the impression of her nipples against her shirt, and since it was a warm day, the only likely cause was that she was getting turned on. She walked a little closer to me, looking me in the eyes this time.

"Is it big?" She seemed genuinely curious. I decided to be honest.

"It isn't huge, or anything. Guys like to make jokes about their �nine inch monster,' but the truth is that extremely few men have a penis that size. But yes, mine gets decently large." I had measured (doesn't everybody?) and mine maxed out at a quite respectable 7 inches. A bolder guy would have whipped it out right then and there, but I am a pretty cautious individual, and wanted to make absolutely sure that she was into it.

"Would you... would you maybe let me see it?" I gaped at her. This was too easy! She mistook my surprised look for displeasure and scrambled to explain herself. "I mean, I just feel a little silly being sixteen and never having seen one. I didn't mean to offend you or anything. Please, I promise I wouldn't tell anyone."

I smiled and gently caressed her hair. I figured the more it seemed like I was going along with her idea, the less likely it was that I would get in trouble. "Okay, I guess, just this once, I could let you look."

By now I was at full mast, and pretty much desperate to pull it out anyway. But before I could even do anything, Anna grabbed my boxers and pulled them down in one quick movement. I shouldn't have been surprised. This was actually more in line with her usual confident personality; once she decides what she wants, she just goes for it. She had made pulling down my boxers a full body motion, so that by the time they were down, her face was right at the level of my fully erect penis.

She gasped almost comically, and her eyes got really big. "That goes inside of people?!"

I laughed. "That's what it's for." She seemed mesmerized. Then, another shock, she suddenly grasped it around the middle with her right hand. I could feel the soft skin of her palm, the tender but firm grip of her small fingers, and my cock twitched.

"It's so hard, but the skin is so soft. I'll bet it's really sensitive," she whispered. With the index finger of her other hand, she traced a gentle line across the head. An insane thought crossed my mind, that her nail polish clashed terribly with the color of my cockhead. What? I needed to pay attention to what was going on.

"Oh, jeez, I'm sorry," she said suddenly, removing both hands, and looking very sheepish. "I just got carried away."

"No, that's alright, I don't mind. You can touch it if you want to." I flashed her a winning smile. Don't mind? What an understatement! In my head I was doing a little dance of happiness. She immediately returned her right hand to its grasping position.

"Thanks for letting me do this." My grin threatened to reach the ends of my face. Very slowly, she began to pump her hand up and down. "I think you have a very nice one," she whispered, barely audible. My heart was beating at a hundred miles an hour. She tenderly ran her left index finger down the ridge at the base of my cockhead, and continuing down the full length of the shaft. I shuddered at the sensation, and the tip moistened itself with a couple glistening drops of precum.

"Hey, that's precum, isn't it?" I stared at her, incredulous.

"You seem to know an awful lot about this."

"Just because I've never done this before doesn't mean that I don't know anything about it," she pouted. "I'm not dumb you know."

"Sorry."

"So, am I right? It's precum, right?" I nodded. She was staring directly at the head. "I'm gonna try something," she said, quickly and almost under her breath. I could barely hear her. "Don't be mad, okay?" Before I could even react, she brought her face up to my dick and, with quick flick of her tongue, licked the precum off the tip.

Now it was my turn to gasp loudly. And only a small part of it was from how good it felt; mostly it was surprise. Anna immediately backed a few feet away and sort of cowered on the floor. She started babbling what sounded like a long and confused sentence.

"I'm sorry, Joe, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, well I mean I did mean to, but I'm sorry, please don't be mad, I just really wanted to try it and see what it was like, and now you're gonna be mad at me, please don't be mad at me, please don't tell Mom and Dad, I'm sorry �" I walked over to her, put my hand on her shoulder, and got her to stand up, cutting off the flow of her words by placing a finger on her lips and saying "shhh." She looked at me, tears just beginning to well up in her eyes, and let out a final, whispered "I'm sorry." I put one hand on each of her shoulders and looked directly into her eyes.

"First of all," I said firmly, "we can't ever tell anyone about any of this. Do you understand?" She nodded nervously. I felt a little silly lecturing her while she was dressed and I was naked, especially because we were standing so close that my erect penis was pressing against her. "Second, I'm not angry with you. Not even a little." She seemed visibly relieved. "I was just really surprised. I didn't expect you to do that."

"I didn't expect me to do that either." She blushed a little. "I mean, you're my brother and everything. But I wanted to see what it was like. You didn't mind?"

"It was very nice." She smiled a little. "And it looked very sexy." I chose my next words very carefully. "I would love it if you did it some more." She looked at me, with just the slightest hint of a coy smile.

"You mean, give you a blowjob?" She seemed to be seriously considering it.

"Only if you really want to. I don't want to force you into it." My heart was racing. She smiled sweetly.

"I think it could be fun. I don't really know how, but you could teach me, right?" I nodded, breathlessly. "And I know that you would never hurt me or anything. Plus, you wouldn't go bragging to all your friends about it and give me a bad reputation..." She looked me over, and now I could definitely see a naughty smile on her face. "And besides, I can tell that you want it really bad." I stammered uselessly, and she gave me a quick kiss on the cheek. "I'll do it," she said, with a matter-of-fact calmness that seemed almost out of place.

She knelt down in front of my dick, and once again grasped it with one hand. "It is a very nice one," she said softly. I could feel her moist warm breath. Slowly, tentatively, her tongue touched the tip. First a couple of small licks, really no more than just touching the tip of her tongue to my cock. Then a few larger and more confident licks. She kissed the tip, and a few places on the shaft.

"You know," she said, looking up at me, "there's no way that I can put that whole thing in my mouth." I guess she didn't know as much about it as she thought she did.

"Don't worry about it. Most girls don't put the whole thing in their mouth. That's called �deepthroating,' and it's a lot harder to do," I explained. She looked up at me, a little confused, still holding onto my cock with one hand.

"How am I supposed to do it, then?"

"Think about how you would suck on a popsicle. You wouldn't put the whole thing in your mouth at once, or you would choke. You can lick all parts of it, or you can suck on the end of it. Try to be creative... you know, make it sexy. Just don't bite it."

"Alright, I'll do my best. But keep in mind, it's my first time doing it, I might not be so good at it." She looked up at me, and I could see the eagerness in her eyes. She really wanted to do it right. She kissed the tip again, but this time, instead of breaking the kiss, she opened her lips slightly, and slowly let the head enter her mouth. The warm smooth surface of her lips felt like heaven against the flesh of my cock. While it was in her mouth, her lips formed a tight and pulsing seal, while she rubbed her tongue against the tip. Then, slowly, she removed it from her mouth. Once it was out, she deftly swirled her tongue around the head a couple of times. I realized that I hadn't taken a breath in nearly half a minute.

"Am I doing a good job?" she asked.

"Absolutely amazing. Jesus, Anna, is that how you eat a popsicle?"

"That's how I eat a sexy popsicle," she replied, winking at me, and then she got back to work. This time, she started at the base of the shaft, and wetly ran her tongue all the way up the length of it. Reaching the head, she teased it by flicking her tongue on it, and then swallowed the head again. She started moving her head gently up and down, all the while her tongue sliding smoothly against it. The sensation was amazing. I put one hand on her shoulder to brace myself, otherwise I think I might have fallen over. With the other hand I slowly caressed her hair.

After about a minute, she tried to get more of my cock into her mouth, and managed to fit about 3 inches of it before I felt the tip hit the back of her mouth. She had such a small mouth, she was never going to be able to deepthroat anyone. But that didn't matter, she more than made up for that with creativity and enthusiasm. She tried to get more in, and I felt her gag.

"Hey, Anna, don't hurt yourself. It feels fantastic just from what you were doing before." She took my advice, and retreated back to having only 2 or 3 inches in her mouth. She went on licking and sucking for a couple of minutes.

"Oh god, Anna, I'm gonna cum soon," I warned. She stopped sucking for a moment and looked up at me.

"I wanna try to swallow it. Guys like that, right?" I couldn't believe what I was hearing! My little sister wanted to swallow my cum? None of my girlfriends had ever even done that.

"Oh yeah, guys love that. But be careful not to choke on it, there's gonna be more than you expect," I managed to croak out through my now very heavy breathing. She went back to sucking, and withing a minute I started to cum.

I'm always pretty quiet when I cum (probably from years of masturbating in my room, which is right next to Anna's room, training myself not to shout out so that she wouldn't hear me), and this time was no exception. But the feeling was incredible, like somebody was wrenching my entire body and soul out of me through my cock. I could feel stream after stream of my cum shooting into Anna's mouth. What's more, I could feel her throat muscles working to swallow as much as she could. But as I had suspected, it was too much for her. The edge of her mouth opened as she started to choke a little, and thick white cum spilled out onto her lips and chin, and then down onto her shirt.

I finished cumming, and my body tingled all over, but she wasn't done yet. She swallowed what was left in her mouth, then proceeded to lick all over my cock, to get any that was left. Once that was done, she slowly licked her lips to get the remaining cum. She tried a couple of times to reach the cum on her chin with her tongue, but it was too far to reach, so she wiped it off with her fingers, and then sucked it off of them. This was too much. It was so fucking hot! Seeing her do all that was almost better than cumming. Almost. I had to sit down... basically I collapsed against the wall and then slid down to the floor, never once taking my eyes away from her.

She seemed to emerge from a daze, and looked at me innocently. "Did you like it?"

"My god, Anna, that was absolutely, no question, the hottest thing I have ever seen. Bar none. And it felt awesome. Man, that was sooo hot..." I was literally breathless from the entire business, but I still managed to be surprised by her reaction to what I'd said. She giggled and blushed shyly. What the hell? She was still feeling embarrassed? Whatever, it was her first time. I felt unbelievably good, and I wanted to return the favor, but I wasn't quite sure how to initiate it. Then suddenly, I got an idea.

"Oh, hey, you've got some on your shirt," I pointed out to her. There was, in fact, quite a bit of my cum spilled onto her shirt, most of it on her breasts. Her clothes sense kicked in immediately.

"Oh no, is it going to leave a stain?" she asked. Of course, I knew it wouldn't, but I decided a little white lie couldn't hurt, and might even help.

"It might, if you don't wash it out soon. Here, come into the bathroom," I said, standing up. "I'll help you wash it out." She got up, and we walked towards the bathroom. As we walked, she slipped an arm around my waist, and leaned her head against me. This is going to be a piece of cake, I thought to myself. We got into the bathroom, and she started to wet a washcloth. "Hold on," I said. "This will be easier if you take the shirt off." She took it off instantly. Strangely, at that moment I don't think she even thought of the sexual implications. She just wanted to clean her favorite pajama shirt. Girls...

Now, for the first time, Anna's cute little breasts were exposed to me. They were gorgeous. Firm and round, with small pink nipples that stuck up perkily. Her nipples were quite hard, and looked perfectly suckable. Patience, Joe, patience, I told myself. She put the shirt in the sink and turned on the water, as I stood behind her. While she began to rinse it, I placed my hands on the sides of her body, just below her breasts. I heard her breathe in sharply, but she continued to clean the shirt. Slowly, smoothly, I cupped a perfect little breast in each hand, and began to very lightly massage them. She sighed audibly, and I moved myself closer, pressing my body against hers. My massaging got a little firmer, and although I hadn't even touched her cute pink nipples yet, she was already breathing heavily.

"What are you doing?" she managed to ask. She was still trying to wash the shirt, but she wasn't really paying attention to it anymore.

"You made me feel so good. I'm just trying to return the favor."

"Oh, Joe, that's alright, you don't need to-oooh!" Her last word turned into a moan as I simultaneously brushed my fingertips across both of her nipples. I could tell that they were very sensitive, and I started to rub them softly. She wasn't even trying to wash the shirt anymore. I moved my head to whisper in her ear.

"You know, it's really a shame that you're standing like this, otherwise I wouldn't be limited to using my hands." I flicked my tongue against her earlobe to make it obvious what I meant. Almost immediately, she turned around. She had a pleading look in her eyes. I moved my mouth down to one of her nipples and breathed a warm breath onto it. I kissed the skin around it, without actually touching it.

"Please, stop teasing," she whispered.

"What about your shirt?" I smirked at her. She looked at me for a moment.

"What about my shirt?" and arched her chest out towards me. I flicked my tongue against her nipple, and then gave it a couple of slow wet licks. She moaned, and arched her chest even more. Using my other hand to slowly rub the other nipple, I began to suck on the first one, alternating between just sucking on it and teasing it with my tongue. Her hands were on the back of my head, at first just holding it gently, but soon she was practically shoving my head down onto her tit, moaning softly.

"This is so nice," she said softly. She was mumbling and whispering about how nice it was, just barely loud enough for me to hear her. She said something that made me start for a second, but it was so quiet that it could have been my imagination: "It must be nice to be your girlfriend." Then, back at a normal speaking volume, she said "Is this how I made you feel? When I gave you a blowjob?" I unlatched my mouth from her nipple and smiled at her.

"Not even close, sweetness. What you did felt much more intense than this."

"What was it like?"

"Well, come on Anna, you've masturbated before, right?" She nodded. "And you've made yourself cum from doing it, right?" Again she nodded. "Well, when someone else makes you cum, it feels like that, but a hundred times better."

"Really?" She seemed excited by the concept. She stared into my eyes with a desperately wanton gaze. "Do you think..." she said softly, "do you think maybe you could �"

"Shhh," I said, touching a finger to her lips, and smiling. I kissed her forehead. "You don't even have to ask." Without speaking, I led her out of the bathroom and into her bedroom. At the edge of her bed, I moved her hands to the waistband of her pajama pants, and motioned for her to take them off. She pulled down her pants and her panties together and kicked them off, leaving her totally naked and beautiful in front of me. I grabbed her and held her close to me, kissing her neck, and then sucking it gently. One of my hands slowly snaked its way down her side, over her belly, and ever nearer to her pussy. I lay her down on the bed and kissed her belly, then took my first good look at her adorable little pussy. It was perfect, untouched by anyone except her. It looked extremely tight. And surprisingly, it was shaved clean. I ran my fingers over the mound and she hissed lightly in pleasure. With one finger, I traced along the tight slit, from top to bottom and back. I pushed my finger in ever so slightly, not even up to the first knuckle, then withdrew it. Then I pushed it in a tiny bit further, and then withdrew it again. While tight, she was very wet. She was also starting to squirm under my touch.

I bent down and kissed first the top of her pussy and then the opening. I ran my tongue up and down the slit, and she squealed happily. Her legs wrapped tightly around my neck, and I saw that she was rubbing her nipples. Slowly, I inserted my tongue into her pussy, and I spent several minutes tasting the inside of her, occasionally removing my tongue from her pussy to tease her little clit with it. She was moaning loudly now, first my name, and then just loud sounds of pleasure. Pushing my tongue in deeper, I used one hand to rub on her clit. Now she wasn't just moaning; her entire body was bucking against me. Her moans turned to loud shouts, and increased the rhythm of my licking and rubbing.

"Oh god, Joe, I'm cumming! Yes! Yes!" she screamed, and her second cry of �yes' turned into a shriek of pure pleasure as she was gripped by her orgasm. Her back arched spasmodically, and I felt a gush of wetness. After a moment she collapsed back down onto the bed, eyes closed and breathing hard. I licked her clean, then moved up on the bed so that I was lying next to her. Her eyes were still closed, and her face was flushed. I kissed her on the cheek, and her eyes opened. She hugged me and rested her head on my shoulder, and I felt her little breasts pressing against my bare chest.

"Oh, Joe... Thank you so much," she whispered. "I've never felt it like that before." She looked into my eyes. "Thank you."

"I love you," I confessed. She did not respond with words. She just kissed me. First gently, and then fiercely. I nibbled on her lower lip and she pressed her body against me. Parting her lips with my tongue, I explored her mouth, and she reciprocated. When our kiss ended, we simply lay together, holding each other, for several minutes.

"Hey, Joe," she said.

"Hey, gorgeous," I replied. She smiled, and gestured downward with her eyes.

"You're hard again." Indeed, I was. I hadn't even noticed. I'd been so consumed by a flood of emotions that a little thing like being unbelievably horny had managed to escape my notice. My cock was fully hard again, and pressing against her.

"I guess I am." She bit her lower lip pensively, and thought for a moment. Then she looked into my eyes.

"Joe... make love to me."

"What? Anna, are you sure?" I asked, almost not willing to believe the wonderful turn of events that had gotten us here.

"Please. I love you. And you're the only one I trust. You would never hurt me." The honesty and trust in her expression was touching. "You don't have to worry about getting me pregnant. Mom's had me on the pill for almost a year." She smiled. "Dad doesn't know about it, or he'd freak out. He thinks it's another dumb vitamin supplement that she's giving me. Plus, it's the safe part of the month."

"And you're sure this is what you want?" Again, I know that many guys would have been full steam ahead, but like I said, I am a cautious fellow. This time it wasn't honesty or trust that I saw on Anna's face, but pure lust.

"Yes. Fuck me. Make me cum again." She moved her face close to mine. "Fuck your little sister. I want it so bad. I want to be yours." That was more than enough for me. I kissed her tenderly and lay her on her back. I was poised over her body, and she looked so ready, so willing, and so vulnerable.

"You're a virgin," I said. It was not a question. She nodded, a little nervous. I caressed her breast. "Don't worry. I'll be gentle."

"I know. I trust you." I placed the head of my cock at the wet entrance to her pussy, rubbing the head against the slit. She whimpered, and I started to push it in. She was tighter than any girl that I'd ever had before, not that I'd had too many. The head popped in and she gasped. She was so warm, so wet. I pushed further, and I felt the walls of her eager virgin pussy clinging at my cock. I could feel that I had reached her hymen, so I stopped my progress, and looked at her for a moment.

"How are you doing?" I asked.

"It feels so big. How much of it is in me?" she said breathlessly.

"Onlya little more than half of it." Her eyes got big.

"Please, put the rest in. The suspense is too much." I could see that she was afraid, but she was ready.

"This might hurt a little, but only for a moment." I looked her in the eyes. "I love you." I thrust myself into her, breaking past her hymen and burying my whole length in her. She yelped and I stopped to see if she was hurt.

"It's okay," she said, but there were tears in her eyes. "I'll be fine. Just give me a second. God, that feels so big in me, so deep. I feel so... filled." A tear sneaked down her cheek, and I wiped it away.

"Are you sure you're okay?" I asked her, concerned. She looked so fragile.

"Yeah," she smiled. "It just hurt a little more than I expected."

"Let me make it better," I said, slowly pulling out until only the head was still in. She seemed about to protest my removing it, and then I gradually pushed it back in. I fucked her slowly and deeply for a minute, and she was breathing heavily, her hands on her breasts.

"Better?" I asked.

"All sorts of better," she said. "I never knew it would be like this... But could you go maybe a little faster?"

"I was just going slow to get you used to it," I explained. "If you want it harder, I'll give you as much as you can handle." I started to speed up. Her legs wrapped around my waist and drew me closer. She was moaning loudly now, crying out my name, and shouting things like "Yes! More!" I don't think there was a drop of blood in my brain; it had all flowed straight down south. She put her arms around my back and drew me closer to her. Her breasts pressed against me, and I sucked on her neck. I could feel her pussy walls pulling at my cock, and I could see that she was loving it. Speeding up again, I pistoned my cock in and out of her at a feverish pace, and her cries of pleasure changed from intermittent to nearly constant. I knew I couldn't last too much longer before I came, but she was even closer.

Her shouts swelled to a single long shriek of ecstacy as her orgasm began. As before, her back arched, this time making her press her body against me. Her arms gripped my back with surprising force, but that was nothing to the vise-like grip that her pussy suddenly exerted onto my cock. I was basically stuck fast, buried in her pussy and unable to move as it squeezed against my cock. It felt so good it almost hurt. In any case, it was more than I could take. I started cumming into her, feeling my cum jet out, filling her. I kissed her full on the mouth, cutting of her scream, and she seemed to channel all the energy of the scream into the kiss.

We collapsed against each other at almost the exact same moment, exhausted but satisfied. For at least five minutes we lay together, holding each other, my dick still deep into her pussy, neither of us saying a word. Eventually, my dick shrank and came out of her. Still we held each other quietly. She was the first one to break the silence.

"Joe... Am I your girl now?" She looked so hopeful and unsure. I smiled and kissed the tip of her nose.

"For as long as you want me, I'm yours." I meant it. She smiled back at me, and kissed me very lightly on the lips, a sisterly sort of kiss.

"I have the best brother in the world," she murmured, and nuzzled her face against my shoulder. I held her close. I knew this was the beginning of something amazing. ]]> Stories from the Net khurramqazi http://www.sexstoriespost.com/forums/showthread.php/27577-The-Start-of-a-Beautiful-Friendship Wolf City http://www.sexstoriespost.com/forums/showthread.php/27575-Wolf-City?goto=newpost Thu, 02 Sep 2010 06:15:05 GMT I reached the age of 17 and though I had come to accept that I was different, my soul longed to find others like me. I felt I needed a place where I could belong and not feel quite so different. My whole life had been spent moving from one place to another. We never stayed in any one place for too... I reached the age of 17 and though I had come to accept that I was different, my soul longed to find others like me. I felt I needed a place where I could belong and not feel quite so different. My whole life had been spent moving from one place to another. We never stayed in any one place for too long as �The Hunter' was always on our trail. Mother and Father had never talked of others like us though I knew we were not alone.

This brings us to the present time. I have been searching for nine years to find a place with others like me. I traveled all through the west of the states and had found no one like me or no place to call home. I began to travel east in search of at least one other person like me.

I crossed into the mountains of the eastern states and, on a deserted back road in the middle of no where, I came upon a sign that read �Wolf City two miles'. My heart skipped a beat. Had I at last found a place that I could call home? Had I finally found a place with others like me? My mind began to race as I got closer and closer to the place on the sign.

The first building I saw as I entered the small town was a gas station. I turned in and decided to ask about a hotel to stay in as the full moon was that very night and I would need a place to be alone. I parked the car out front of the gas station and walked inside to see a elderly man behind the counter. He smiled as I entered. I grabbed a snack and a drink then made my way to the counter.

Hello there, I haven't seen you around these parts before. My name is Gus. He said as he smiled brightly.

Hello Gus. I am Marissa. I was just traveling and came upon your fine town here. I was wondering if you might help me, is there a hotel nearby where I might find a room for a few days? I mumbled hurriedly.

Well it is so nice to meet you Marissa. There is a great little hotel about a half mile up the road. The lady who runs it is my first cousin. She has reasonable rates and I�m sure she will have a room for you. Tell her I sent you. He beamed at being so helpful to me.


Thank you so much Gus. I'm sure I would have been lost if not for your help. I smiled brightly in return.

I paid for my items and made my way down the street Gus had indicated to the hotel. It appeared to be the only one in town. I passed by a few stores and a diner that left the lingering smells of home cooked meatloaf and barbeque in the air. I continued on a bit further and up ahead I saw the sign �Wolf City Inn'. I had finally reached the place I was looking for.

The hotel looked like a homey place. There were flowers out front and all the windows of the rooms had pretty flowing curtains that were swaying slightly in the soft breeze that was blowing through the open windows.

I parked the car and made my way to the office of the hotel. As the door opened a small bell chimed to announce the arrival of a visitor. I stood by the desk and looked around the room. It was small and sparsely furnished though it felt more like home then I ever did when I lived with my family out west. My mind was wandering as the owner of the hotel came into the room.

Yes, May I help you young lady?

I jumped. Lost in thought as I had been I never heard her enter the room. When I turned and saw the lady who owned the hotel, I was taken aback at her beauty.

Yes ma'am Gus sent me here and said that you might have a room for me to rent for a few days. I blushed.

Sure thing young lady. I have a few rooms available. She smiled.

The inn keeper began to shuffle papers. She pulled out a sign in book, and a pen. As soon as I had signed in and paid for my stay she led me out the door and to my room. As we got closer, I noticed that I had been given room number 12. She opened the door for me and bade me to enter. As I crossed the threshold, I instantly felt at ease and at home. She handed me the key and quickly made her way to the door again.

By the way, my name is Tessa. It is wonderful to have you staying here and if you need anything feel free to come ask or give me a ring. She winked and with that she was gone.

I left the door open to my room as I made my way to the car and retrieved my suitcase and the snacks I had purchased from Gus. I smiled. I had only been in this town a little less than an hour and, I already had met two very nice people. It was approaching dark quickly and I decided to hurry and return to my room. There was no sense in being out when the moon began to slowly rise into the sky.

The oncoming sunset and rising of the full moon meant that I would once again change from being human to that of wolf. I learned a long time ago that it was better on the nights of the full moon to bathe and go to bed early. I had also learned that wearing any clothes to bed at this time would only result in having to purchase more later on. So my full moon ritual began. I bathed and crawled in bed for some rest before I changed.

I closed my eyes and laid my head back on the pillow. It was instantly that I was asleep, I could feel the tingling in my body that told me I was well into the change. My skin felt hot as it changed and sprouted the soft fur that would cover my entire body. I imagined the town I was in was full of people like me. Then I began to run. Powerful legs fueling the momentum as I made my way across the countryside. I was not far from the town when I heard a howl. Had it been a dog? I had not recalled seeing any dogs since I had arrived in town. I sniffed the air smelling something that smelled unlike any dog I had ever encountered.

I heard the howl again. This time it was closer. I smelled the air again. I smelled a male wolf. I had never been around any other wolves other then my family. Never having been around another wolf other then my parents, I was very nervous, so nervous that I began to run as fast and as hard as I could run back to town and the safety of my hotel room.

My fur was slick with sweat from the long hard run I had. I was panting and trying to catch my breath. My paws ached from the stones and brambles I had run through to get back to town as quickly as I could. My mind kept replaying the sounds of the other wolf howling. I heard his voice as clearly as if I was right next to him, calling out to mother moon to light the way for the hunt.

My nervousness turned into confusion. Why had I run away? Had I not been searching so long to find others like me? If the male I heard in the woods was like me then I had nothing to fear, I had finally found a place where I could at last feel at home.

I awoke from my dreams of running wild and free feeling as though the sounds and scents from the night before had been just a part of the dream. Had it really been real? I awoke late as usual on the day after a full moon. I was still tired but I knew I had to get up and be seen moving about or people might think something is odd or wrong. I cold not afford to attract attention to myself.

My eyes could hardly focus as I was so tired but I made my way to the shower. A quick once over then I got dressed and set out in search of food. The only place I remembered was the little diner. The smells of home cooked food drawing me closer and closer. My stomach growled loudly, reminding me that I had not hunted last night and I needed to eat.

As the door to the diner opened, I heard a bell chime announcing a visitor. I took a quick look around and the diner that yesterday had been full of patrons, today was rather quiet and empty. The only person that seemed to be here was the cook/waitress. She was a rather short grey haired lady who looked tired as if she had not slept all night. She approached the table and placed a menu down for me to read over while she went to fix a glass of water for me.

Returning the waitress set the glass of water down with a crooked half smile. Her eyes were not shining as brightly as if she was really smiling, but being tired myself I paid no mind to it at all. I looked hurriedly over the menu and selected my lunch. The waitress turned to leave and prepare my lunch when I heard the door open, and the bell chime again.

I turned to see who had entered, and there before me was Gus. He didn't look like the same jovial man I had talked to the day before. I looked at him and smiled as best as I could. He returned the smile with one of his own, making his way to the other corner of the diner, for a quiet lunch of his own.

The waitress brought out my lunch placing it upon the table. No sooner had the plate set fully upon the table top and I was tearing into the meal as if I had not eaten in a month. Within minutes my lunch was finished, my water was gone, my bill was paid, and I was on my way back to the hotel for a nap to refresh myself.

The walk back to the hotel was a blur. I vaguely remember turning the door handle to the room. I laid down and I was instantly asleep and dreaming of the night before. I could hear the howling getting closer and closer to me as I walked through the woods. I could smell the musky scent of the male as he approached me unseen from behind. A rustle of leaves was all that signaled his approach. My mind said to run but my body betrayed me. I was planted in that very spot as the male came ever closer to me.

I could feel his breath upon my fur as he got closer and closer. I sensed his power as he walked around me in circles looking at me. I could feel the coolness of his nose as he began to sniff my neck as if he was trying to figure out who I was. The feeling of his nose against me made my skin begin to burn with a fire that I had never known before.

Images flooded my mind then of mother and father during mating season, as they had been overtaken by the carnal urges that flowed within them. The images blurred and became a muddled picture of me and the male I had heard. My body came alive to his touch. He nuzzled my neck again sending shivers throughout me. My flesh was alive in a new way that I had never felt before. My body ached to know more about him.

I awoke in a cold sweat. I tried to remember every part of the dream I had. The images were mixing together. Though I had slept, I was still so tired. I opened the window by the bed. The breeze coming in was cool and felt good on my flushed skin. I removed my clothes and laid back down. I curled up and was asleep again. This time I did not dream as I was resting to prepare for the long night ahead.

I partially awoke during the change, My flesh was tingling all over. I could feel the fur as it sprouted from my skin turning my body from smooth hairless human to that of the animal that lives deep inside me. I could feel my hands as they changed slowly into paws upon which to run. My hearing soon became better and better as my ears turned from that of human to wolf.

I had been fortunate in all the years of changing from human to beast, for most the change hurt and was a rather uncomfortable trial yet for me it did not hurt. I felt completely free to do as I wished and not have to worry about what anyone would think of me. I hunted and grew in power as I got older and less and less my parents accompanied me on my moonlight travels. It was almost as if time itself stood still for me. After the change, I was free to do as I wanted and had all the time in the world to do it in.

As I entered the forest my mind quit wandering and focused on the things at hand. I was hungry and the only way to satisfy the need was to hunt and feed. I began to trail a deer. As I followed the scent trail, I was led deeper and deeper into the forest, even the bright light from the full moon was drowned out in the dense trees and undergrowth. I smelled the scent of hundreds of smaller animals as I tracked my game.

In a clearing up ahead I spotted my game, a doe was standing there, nibbling on some tender shoots of grass that had sprung up from around a tree stump. I crouched down lower making my profile less noticeable to her as I closed in on her. I crept closer and closer. The doe did not see me until the last second as I sprang upon her. My teeth sank into her neck deep as I pulled her from her feet and threw her to the ground. The only sounds were that of her surprise and not being able to breath as her feet kicked about trying to right her self.

The hunger that filled me was all powerful. I needed to feed. Soon I would feast upon my catch. I waited for her to stop moving. I was so focused that I had not smelled or heard the male approaching me from behind. I heard the soft growling and turned to see who had happened upon my kill site. My eyes met that of a handsome looking male wolf. He came closer to me sniffing the air. My eyes never left him as he began to walk around me.

Instinct took over in my mind and the hair on my back bristled showing my annoyance at being disturbed. He took no offence to my growling or snarling and laid down next to my kill. I was hungry and was in no mood to have to wait for him to leave so I began to feast. I ate until I had my fill, then and only then did he move from his spot. He slowly moved closer to the kill until he himself could feast upon my find.

I was sated and tired from the events of the night and curled up nearby. Soon I was resting peacefully as my new found companion feasted. In no time, there was not much left of the feast. My new found companion had eaten his fill and was soon curling up next to me. I could feel his breath upon me as he got closer to me. He brought his face close to mine and nuzzled his nose against mine. The feelings were sheer joy as I had never known it to be before.

I laid my head down to rest upon the outstretched paws of the male I had come to know as my companion. My eyes drifted closed as dreams overtook me. As I slept, he kept guard of me watching to make sure I was not harmed and allowed to rest. The dreams that filled my mind were happy ones of running and playing in the meadow from my childhood. The next images I saw before my eyes were that of the hunt, the feelings of being free, and being one with mother earth.

The happiest times of my life had been when I was in wolf form. I was at peace with myself and my world when I could run free.

I was startled by the feeling of movement. I lifted my head and my eyes focused on my companion. He was looking into the trees nearby rather worriedly. My eyes shifted to where he was looking and it was then that I caught the scent of a human. Though we were well hidden in our little nook by the tree stump, we both could make out the form of a male human coming into the small clearing.

Remaining still we watched as he approached the carcass left from our feast. We watched as he crouched down slowly looking upon the scene before him. Our eyes followed his every move as he stood up again and slowly made his way out of the clearing.

As soon as he was gone far enough away for us to move from our nook in the tree, we made a quick trip out of the area. All wolves know of man and what they can do. We have been hunted all our lives by them.

Running as fast as I could, I made my way back to town with my companion following closely behind me. I led us to the hotel and the window I had left open to allow me to enter into the room before daylight brought about the change to human. We both curled up on the bed and fell fast asleep from the long hard run we had just went on.

Noises of pain awoke me. Startled I looked around and realized the sounds were coming from my companion. We both were changing back human. I could feel my fur as it disappeared into my skin. My hands were becoming human again, fingers elongating and nails becoming flat and short. Soon I could no longer hear or smell as powerfully as the wolf but that of mortal human.

We laid there upon the bed both changed back to human form. He curled up closer to me trying to stay warm since our fur coats had disappeared. I welcomed the warmth of him as his arms came around me and held me close to him. We slept for a few more hours, laying still in the embrace of each other staving off the waking hours. Our dreams were filled with the images of running free through the forest.

I awoke to the sound of a bird upon the window sill singing the song of sunshine. I stretched and yawned. I was still so tired, yet I could not sleep all day. Though I had feasted the night before I was growing hungry, running for long distances made me ravenous. My stomach growled in approval to getting something to eat.

I tried to move off the bed without waking him yet as soon as one foot hit the floor, he was sitting up and looking at me as if seeing me fully for the first time. His eyes roved over my body from head to toe as a sly smile played across his handsomely chiseled face. His hand reached out to mine and instinctively I took it in mine and sat down again upon the edge of the bed. The electricity between us was amazing. Even now in human form he had my body reacting to his.

My heart was thundering in my chest as I looked upon the features of the man who, in one night had changed my whole life. My pulse quickened and my breathing grew shorter and shorter. I felt that familiar ache deep inside me, the ache of longing and need wanting to be released. My breasts heaved up and down as I was breathing in short pants. I longed to feel his touch upon my skin, his breath upon my naked flesh as I had felt it just last night.

He pulled my hand to his lips and placed a feather light kiss on the back of my hand. He looked deep into my eyes as if searching for the longing deep inside me. There were no words spoken as we had already met. Names were no longer a concern as our bodies seemed to melt into one another.

He leaned in towards me, and his lips sought out mine in a passionate kiss of longing and unbridled lust. His lips parted and his tongue snaked out to seek out and encircle mine. Our tongues danced upon one another enjoying the feel of the other as we brought out small moans of pleasure from each other. His hands sought out my breasts and began to massage them with his palms. The weight of my globes heavy in his hands and filling his palms.

My nipples were hard and aching to feel his touch and kiss. His hands sought out the hard nubs and he began to roll each one between his thumb and finger making them even harder still. I moaned into his mouth and he sensed my need and continued on with his caresses upon my flesh. Every inch of my skin was on fire from his touch. I needed him as I had needed no other person in my life. His hands strayed from my breasts across the taut expanse of my stomach and slowly began to descend lower.

Our tongues still seeking out each other and probing the depths of each other's mouths. His hands ventured lower still and brushed against the top of my thighs. His hands seemed soft as they caressed my flesh and my legs opened to him to allow him access to my womanly treasures. The heat emanating from my core was drawing his hand nearer to my mound.

He broke the kiss only to lay me back upon the bed and take a nipple between his lips as his hand sought out the source of my heat. His lips sucked my nipple into his mouth, rolling his tongue over it and making it swell even more under his expert touch. I arched my back to allow more of my breast to reach his mouth. His hand stroked the inside of my thigh, and I moaned again louder this time as I wanted to feel more of his touch.

His fingers stroked the now wet lips of my sex moving up and down slowly exciting me and fueling the flames burning deep within me. I arched my back again thrusting my hips toward his hand as his fingers found my clit. The electric touch of his fingers upon my clit made my legs twitch. His fingers flicked wildly over my clit making it engorge and peek out of its hood, exposing more of itself to his touch.

I could feel the hardness of his arousal pressed tightly against my thigh as his hand and mouth worked across my flesh, exciting me to the point of no return. I snaked my hand out slowly and began to massage his manhood. He moaned onto my nipple as I grasped his hard shaft and began to pump it slowly up and down. I felt the pulses of blood flowing to his member as it twitched in my hand. I pumped it faster and faster, working my hand from base to head again and again.

He took his lips from my breast but his hand remained busy on my clit, bringing me closer to orgasm. My hand worked faster and faster upon his hard throbbing manhood. I felt his body begin to tense up as he was pushed over the edge and let the feelings bring about his orgasm.


OHHHHH OHHHHH UGGGHHH YEAHHHH! He moaned into my ear as his seed shot across my thighs and stomach.

My orgasm hit at the same time as his. I could feel the waves building deep inside me. His moans pushing me over the edge into orgasmic bliss.

OHHHH YEAHHHH SOOOO GOOOODDD YEAHHHH OHHH OHHHH I moaned as my orgasm washed over me.

My body twitched as my orgasm flowed through out me. The waves of ecstasy began to subside leaving me with a warm almost glowing feeling from deep within. My heart swelled knowing I had finally found someone like me with whom I could share so much more than the human side of life.

The smile that broke across my face was that of joy unlike anything I had ever known. The fire that lit my eyes told the whole story.

Our bodies still entwined laying upon the bed. Holding each other close as if it might be a dream that would vanish before our eyes. Our breathing was getting back to normal and our rhythm was becoming one.

I took his hand in mine as I sat up on the bed. A warm shower would work wonders on us both. Hand in hand we made our way to the bathroom where I turned on the shower and set the temperature just right. The invigorating effects of the water spray upon both of our bodies was exciting.

With great tenderness and care we slowly washed each other. Moving the soap over each other's body as erotically as possible. Our hands exploring the others body, feeling every inch of flesh.

The shower ended much too soon as the water suddenly turned very cold. We both hurried out of the way of the water and reached for towels with which to dry off. I could not drag my eyes away from the site of his gorgeous body, glistening with droplets of water. His dark brown hair was wet falling onto his forehead, partially hiding his deep piercing blue eyes. Eyes the color of the deep ocean.

I made my way to the other room in search of clothes for us both. Searching quickly I found a pair of shorts and a shirt for us both. I dressed quickly and returned to the bathroom with the clothes for my companion. I realized then that he has no shoes to wear. I knew that he could not go about town bare foot.

I was very nervous now knowing that we would have to speak in more then just looks, touches, and body language. My hands began to shake as I tried to collect my thoughts. Before I could even speak my companion broke the silence that we had been in since the night before.

Last night I searched for you. I had to find you. I had heard you in the forest the night before and called to you. I had to make sure it was not a dream. He whispered as he looked deep into my eyes.

I blushed, deep crimson as he spoke, his words were soothing and his voice was gruff with feeling. I was at a loss for words. Everything that I wanted and needed to say I could not form into coherent sentences. I felt like a child again upon meeting someone for the first time, unsure what to say and unable to form the words to say anything at all.

My name is Dane. He said as he reached out a hand to caress my cheek in such a tender and loving way.

My name is Marissa. I stammered almost stuttering trying to form the correct words.

Marissa, such a lovely name that is. I know that you are not from here but I'm so glad that you have found me here in our little town. He half smiled as he spoke. His smile lighting his piercing blue eyes.

My legs became weak when he smiled. He had such a way about him that even the smallest thing was erotic and sensual. Though I had only known him for a very short time, I knew in my heart that I had found the one person with whom I could be happy for the rest of my days.

I have been searching a very long time to find others like me. I grew up out west and my parents never discussed any other people like us or where they might be. The only thing they did say was that they had left and moved west to leave �The Hunter' behind. I said, rambling on about everything.

Last night, the man we saw in the clearing, that was �The Hunter'. He has been tracking us here in the mountains for a very long time. He has not been able to catch us, yet every night of the full moon he is out on the hunt. Dane said sounding rather smug.

You must not live too far from here then, right? I asked in a rather low tone.

I only live about a mile from here. If you would be so kind as to drive me by my house to pick up a few things then we can come back to town for lunch. Dane said then winked knowingly at me.

That sounds like a good idea. I am rather famished. I replied with a giggle.

With that Dane took me by the hand and we headed out to the car to make our way to his house. Pulling out of the driveway to the hotel was like turning on a water faucet, Dane started to talk about himself and his family, sharing more of himself then would be thought possible. We talked back and forth sharing stories from childhood and talking of the places we had seen. Our talk seemed as though we had known each other for years. There was no subject we didn't cover. Even arriving at his house, we continued to talk. The ride back to town was full of interesting things about ourselves that made the other smile.

We arrived at the diner and there seemed to be a few more people there then had been yesterday. There were only a very few empty tables though we did get one in a corner where we could continue to talk and enjoy our lunch.

The waitress came by our table and left menus while she went to get us some water to drink. Upon her return we both had already decided upon our lunch and were deep in conversation.

What can I get for you and your lady friend today Dane? The waitress asked as she smiled.

Good morning Becca. We would like two plates of my usual lunch and two big glasses of your sweet tea. Dane answered, then smiled at me and winked.

Very good. It will be done shortly. The waitress said, and with that she bustled away to the kitchen.

While we waited for our lunch, we continued to talk about everything. I told him all about my childhood and moving around a lot. He was very understanding and even said that as a child he had felt pretty much the same way as I had, feeling so very different and looking to find someone like him. With that we smiled at each other knowing that in fact we each had found the other half to our wild soul, the one with which to be truly happy.

After we finished our lunch, we returned to my hotel room. We both were exhausted and needed to rest. The long night before and then the big lunch had made us both tired.

We undressed and pulled down the covers of the bed. Smiling at each other we laid down, covered up, and soon were in the arms of the other and very much asleep. We both slept soundly for hours with no dreams, just the feelings of being in the arms of the other.

I awoke and stretched lazily. I realized that Dane was no longer next to me and I sat up with a start. I looked around the room, he was no where to be seen. I got up and went to the bathroom, opening the door slowly and he was not in there either. Just as I was beginning to worry the door opened. Dane walked in with a huge smile on his face, and he was carrying dinner for us both.

You looked so peaceful I did not want to wake you to go and get dinner, so I let you sleep and I went to the diner and got us both a big dinner. He beamed then crossed the room quickly kissing me upon the forehead.

Thank you for dinner. I am starving again. It was so very sweet of you to go and get it for us. I said as I kissed him on the cheek.

Dane blushed and then made his way to the table to set out the food he had brought back for us both. From the looks of all the things he had laid out on the table we would have plenty to eat, and have left overs even. He was so proud of himself. He had even remembered to bring tea and cups for us to enjoy with our dinner.

We had a long leisurely dinner enjoying our time together. We ate almost everything and drank almost all of the tea when there was a knock upon the door. The knock startled me and I remembered that I was still only half dressed. I scrambled to put some clothes on as Dane went to the door.

Well hello there Dane. Tessa said and then she giggled.

Tessa come on in. Marissa and I were just enjoying some dinner. He said in a tone that was rather quiet.

I just stopped by to see if all was well with Marissa and now that I'm here I can see that it is. Tessa giggled again.

Oh yes. Marissa is just fine. Dane said with a wink and a wicked laugh.

I came out of the bathroom fully dressed. I looked a bit flushed from having to scramble and get my clothes. Though Tessa saw the look upon my face, she never let on.

Hello Tessa. Would you like some dinner? I mumbled nervously.

Thank you Marissa but I think I will pass tonight. I just wanted to check on you and make sure all was well and see if you would be needing your room after tonight. Tessa said looking from one to the other of us smiling madly.

I don't think Marissa will be needing her room after tonight Tessa. Dane said in matter of fact tone.

Tessa giggled and with that she made her way back out the door. I stood there in shock looking at Dane as though he had grown a third head. I wouldn't be needing my room kept running through my mind. What did he have planned? My stomach began to do flips as I thought about what he said.

In the morning after you check out of the hotel you will be coming home with me. Dane said in a hushed tone that spoke volumes on how he felt for me after such a short time.

I blushed deeply. I was flattered that he felt for me the way I feel for him. I tried to speak though the words would not come. I stood there looking much like a fish out of water. Dane giggled and then walked over to me and took me into his arms, pulling me tight against his body and placing his warm lips to mine. I melted at the touch of our skin.


I parted my lips and his tongue dove in to seek out mine. Our tongues dancing upon each other and telling the other of the passion burning deep inside us. I wound my hands into his shoulder length hair, pulling him tighter to me. His hands roamed over the back caressing every inch of me that he could reach.

We slowly inched backward until the back of my legs touched the edge of the bed. Dane pushed me backward slightly to ease me down upon the bed and covered my body with his. He worked his hands between us to massage my breasts. I arched up to his hands trying to feel more of his touch upon me. Moans that sounded like growls escaping me as his hands sought to pleasure me. The carnal needs of the flesh had taken over both of our bodies. We sought to please each other and to find release.

My hands strayed across his back. Pulling his shirt up higher and higher until I could remove it from him. Dane pulled his lips from mine just long enough for me to tug his shirt off over his head. Like a man possessed his lips hungrily sought out mine again. Our lips met in a tangled mass of flesh that seared the other with passion and need. His hands pulled my shirt up far enough to take both of my naked globes into his hands. I moaned loudly into his mouth wanting to feel his touch even more.

Like the primal urges we felt, we removed the clothing from each other, almost yanking it free so that our naked flesh could touch that of the other. The searing heat of flesh upon flesh was burning into our souls. Hands and lips hungrily seeking out the other. Bodies alive with primal urges and carnal needs. His strong hands upon my breasts molding them. My hands running along his back, nails biting in urging him on further as need overtook all other thoughts.

Dane placed a knee between mine, and I spread my legs willingly for him. His hands moved from my breasts to go lower until he had reached the heat of my passion. My sex was wet, very wet and waiting for him to enter and make me his, to take and ravage me, and capture my heart and hold it within his own heart.

His fingers rubbed over my wet lips up and down enjoying the feeling of the smoothness of my shaved sex and the heat from my core. He slowly parted my lips and ran one finger up and down from my clit to my sopping wet box. Removing his lips from mine he sought out my tender nipples with his mouth while his finger began to slowly sink deeper and deeper into my hot wet tunnel. Taking a nipple between his lips he sucked it in and began to run his tongue around it.

My back arched up to meet his mouth. Moaning loudly as he sucked harder on my nipple until it was hard and begging for even more attention from his loving lips. His finger was pumping in and out of my wet tunnel, I was being carried along on the waves of orgasm that would soon overtake me and wash me away. My breath was coming in short gasps and pants now as I was lost in feeling.

My hands grasped his head and held it tightly to my breast reveling in the feeling of his mouth upon my flesh. I arched my back again and again, allowing his mouth more access to my globe he had captured, and to give his hand better access to my dripping wet sex.


I reached between us and took his rock hard manhood into my hand and pumped it up and down to the rhythm of his finger pumping in and out of my dripping wet pussy. I could feel the blood pulsing through his cock as it slid in my hand.

Dane released my nipple with a growl, taking my legs in his hands and thrusting his hips toward my tunnel. The head of his hard cock was at the entrance to my awaiting pussy. I teased him as I slid his cock up and down along my wet slit. Another primal growl from Dane and he thrust his hips forward just as his cock had gotten to my tight tunnel.

I moaned loudly and arched up to meet his thrust burying half of his length in one thrust. He brought his face down to mine and our tongues met in a fury of movement, circling and enticing the other. Dane began to pump his cock slowly in and out. Each thrust brought him closer and closer to having his full length buried deep inside me.

I was close to orgasm, with one final thrust he had his full length was buried deep inside me. My muscles were contracting upon his cock, milking it. He pulled his lips from mine and moaned loudly as I buried my face in his shoulder. He pumped his cock in and out of my tunnel as it massaged his throbbing hardness.

The pace was slow at first and I arched to meet every thrust moaning loudly. Dane soon picked up the pace and was pumping in and out of me faster. I could feel my juices running down my crack and pooling upon the bed. I was close to orgasm, I could feel the waves crashing in on me as he pumped harder and faster into me. One more thrust and I was pushed over the edge into the crashing waves of my orgasm. My muscles clamped down on his cock as it was buried deep inside me and began to pulsate on his rigid manhood.

OHHHHHH DAANNNEEEEEEE YESSSSSSSSSS YESSSSSSSS OHHHH YESSSSSSSSSS DAANNNEEEEEEEE!!!! I screamed out as my orgasm swept me away.

Dane's body began to tense up and he thrust harder and faster then before. His cock was slamming into me with enough force to move me across the bed and almost knock the wind out of me. His orgasm hit full force with one final thrust.

OHHHHHH MAARISSSAAAAAA OHHHH YEAHHHHHH OHHHH OHHHH OHHH Dane moaned as he shot his seed deep within me.

His orgasm and the feeling of his cum filling me up send me spiraling into yet another huge orgasm that left me near breathless.

OHHHHHHHHHHH DANNNNEEEEEEEEE YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS YESSSSSSSSSS YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS OHHHHHHHH YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS! I screamed as my orgasm took over my body.


We laid there upon the bed tangled in the embrace of each other and went to sleep. The secure feeling of his weight upon me and the heat from his body making me drift off to sleep.

Dreams. The dreams of happiness and being at one with another soul. No longer feeling the longing in my heart for another. The bond we share in life and in love. The images of his smiling face and piercing blue eyes. The feeling of his body on mine. The feelings of our lovemaking. Dreams. Wonderful images filling my mind.

I awoke to the sounds of birds singing in the new day. It was still dark in the room but I knew the sun had risen already. The familiar weight of Dane as he slumbered was exquisite. I leaned and placed a tender kiss upon his cheek as he slept. I saw a smile stretch upon his face.

Dane opened his eyes and looked into mine, no words were spoken nor did they need to be said. We both knew how the other felt. Today was the beginning of our new life together. We would walk through life side by side meeting each new challenge as it comes and being happy. Each of us had found the other half of the wild soul we had longed for. We would run wild in the forests on the the full moon together. We would raise a family together. We held forever in the palms of our hands. ]]> Stories from the Net khurramqazi http://www.sexstoriespost.com/forums/showthread.php/27575-Wolf-City <![CDATA[Tessa's Jungle Adventure Part 2(Jungle Orgy):GRIM2A:]]> http://www.sexstoriespost.com/forums/showthread.php/27574-Tessa-s-Jungle-Adventure-Part-2(Jungle-Orgy)-GRIM2A?goto=newpost Thu, 02 Sep 2010 06:09:31 GMT Tessa nearly passes out from the pain of being ripped open by the huge monkey cock that filled her virginal hole just moments before. She must have passed out because there were no gorillas in sight and she was now in a different location. She opened her eyes and saw her newfound friend Angi still... Tessa nearly passes out from the pain of being ripped open by the huge monkey cock that filled her virginal hole just moments before. She must have passed out because there were no gorillas in sight and she was now in a different location. She opened her eyes and saw her newfound friend Angi still naked from when the gorilla had carried her off before in the clearing. She tried to make a sound to say something to her but Angi kept walking as if she were in a daze or something but her voice wouldn't come. She just closed he mouth and watched to see where Angi was going. Tessa nearly choked as she saw Angi walk over to her mother and father as they sat dressed in regal clothing and seemed to be talking in a strange language to the gorillas that surrounded them in total reverence.

She rolled over onto her side to get a better view to see what else would happen. What she saw next excited and scared her a little as she satwatching in half excitedhorror as Angi's father held her hands as she knelt obediently before him, took his cock into her mouth and began to suck with little Ami watching. When she was done sucking her father's cock, her mother replaced Angi with her younger sister Amiand she began to lick timidly at first and then got more comfortable as she watched her father's face relax in pleasure as her small lips engulfed his swollen member. He then let out a loud growl which seemed to excite the gorillas who were watching nearby. (Growling or moaning was a mating call that was used to excite).

As Tessa watched she once again became excited and wanted to join in too, she lowered her hand to her hot snatch and began to finger herself thinking back to when she had seen her mom and dad fucking at home, she'd seen her dad's large cock and wanted to know how it felt & tasted. As her excitement grew, her scent must have alerted the gorillas too because the next thing she knew, one of the smaller ones came over and began to sniff at her sopping hole and lap at ita little. When Angi's mom saw this she motioned for the gorilla to bring her over to where they were. She examined Tessa and then spoke in hushed tones and began to explain the mating ritual. Tessa shook her head slowly understanding clearly what was expected of her and the other two girls, including little Ami who was still a virgin. Ami & Angi's father was sort of a king and the gorillas were part of sex slave ring started and overseen by there father & mother which had been passed down for many generations. It had begun as an experiement for science to see if certain animals would respond sexually to humans and more like humans. Then it became more of a sick sport and began to include members of the family but especially the young girls because not only did the gorillas seem to like them more but so did the village men as they watched these girls get taken by these man monkeys.

Most of the village people adjusted and accepted this strange custom but the ones who didn't lost their daughters to mating ritual fatalies or during the birth of half human, half gorilla babies if they were of age. If not and they survived the first mating ritual which lasted all night, they would be allowed to return home at the break of dawn. If they did return home it meant that a monkey child would be born and when the birth was nearthe young girl was left in the care of her new gorilla family. The new breed of monkey people is the result of modern day technology. Tessa tried her best to not look so shocked and quickly recover from all this information being told to her as she listened to Angi's mother explain quietly and hurriedly to her because her turn was fast approaching and she couldn't wait to suck the kings dick.

Just as she was told the final details she saw little Ami being placed on her father's lap where his bulging erection was waiting for her virginal twat. With her sister and mother's help she was held while the king slowly placed tip of his swollen member at her tiny entrance. Her mother said a few final words then bowed before her husband as if giving her blessing for him to takethier daughter'scherry. He caressed her tender body to get her wet and fingered her clit until she relaxed. He then inserted his finger into the hairless folds of her chubby, pinkbaby vagina while kissing her gently. She began to move seductively on her father's lap and slid back and forth on the friction between her now wet pussy and her father's thick cock.

He saw his wife walk over to one of the larger gorillas and lay before him. He had been eagerly pulling on his cock watching, so she wrapped her full lips around the gorilla cock that was twice as big as her husband's and began to suck. The gorilla pumped her mouth as she stroked with her hand, this excited her husband so he took his young daughter and forced the tip of his cock head inside. Ami tried to free her burning young twat of the full feeling but he held her there as he watched his wife who was now being entered fiercely by the gorilla. Ami knew she had to let the gorillas see her father open her flower so that it would ready for the large monkey cock she was to recieve if she was to survive this ritual. So she bit her lip as her father forced her cherry down on his cock. He moaned loudly as her vice grip pussy encased him.This excited the gorilla who was waiting for young Ami's dripping pussy, he could smell it as he growled and roared with excitement.

He then knew it was time to let her begin her ritual with the gorillas. He hugged her tight knowing she was afraid for her life but kissed her and told her to go on and be brave. He also couldn't wait to get his hands on Tessa the fresh American girl with big boobs and tight pussy. He wanted to fill her up with his seed and make her have his baby, not the gorilla child. So he went over to her, watching his wife get taken by two gorillas as he walked by. This excited him even more, so he wasted no time putting his mouth between heTessa's thighs and nibbled on her monkey raveged pussy. He rolled her hardened nipples between his fingers as he licked and sucked on her pussy. Tessa was so excited she could barely stand it so she began to buck her hips wildly against his face that was now soaked in her 15 year old juices. He removed his face and said, "no matter happens here tonight, you will never be able to retun to your family, I will make you my slave and you will bare my child". Tessa just shook her head, she was too far gone to respond her body began to tremble with ecstacy as he continued to love her like a man does his wife.

When he sensed Tessa was ready to receive him he slowly carried her away from the others and made love to her very slowly for what seemed like forever. She thoroughly enjoyed every touch, kiss, caress and stroke of his massive cock, as she had never experienced anything like this before. She loved itand wanted more and more of his cock buried deep inside her and he gave it to her because she was now his. Her mating ritual was complete, she would continue to be fucked by him until she was impregnated and she would be his new queen and his wife would remainoverseer of the mating rituals. His wife would still live at home but she would take care of the girls and if one of them got pregnant with a gorilla child she would be nursemate and caregiver.

Meanwhile young Ami was being prepped by the gorilla to have her virgin hole ripped open by another ofthe gorillas waiting to mate with her. He worked on her hot snatch dripping with her baby love juice. Then he laid her down gently and lovingly and prepared to enter her. He placed the monkey cock at her tiny entrance and inched it in little by little as she wiggled away from the ripping and full feeling in her hole. The gorilla could sense her pain and as if a human theneased it slower and slower until she relaxed and opened a little more for him. Angi hated to see her baby sister go through this pain for her experience had not been so frieghtening, she had seen her mother and a few other girls go through it so she was hot and ready. Besides her father had opened her just like he had Ami only moments ago careful not to take the treasured hymen that was reserved for the gorillas.

Once the gorilla had finally gotten enough of his extremely swollen head inside her small opening, she began to relax as he worked to get more of it in. He slowly stroked her like a man in love as if trying not to cause her anymore pain. Then all of a sudden he pulled out flipped her over to her hands and knees and re-entered her not so tiny hole from behind. She winced at the tightness and eased back a little to get more of it inside, it had begaun to bleed a little which seemed to excite the other gorillas. So another gorilla approached and began to lap at her now bleeding pussy. It felt good, so she moved her petite hips to get more of the tongue lapping at her swollen clit while being filled with the other monkey cock. She was being licked by one and fucked by the other, she was liking the feeling and getting turned on. Finally the first gorilla began to push in & out picking up the pace until little Ami felt the massive gorilla dick would pop out of her chest. He began to bang her slowly at first, taking her cherrythen harder and fatser as her moans and cries could be heard in the deep of the jungle.

Her father heard and knew she had finally accepted her fate and was now a monkey slave to be used by the gorillas for their sexual pleasure. This gave him even more plaesure in fucking the American stranger who would be his new childbride, he drove his stiff shaft deeper and further intoTessa which caused her to cry out in pleasure.Ami & Angi's mother was still being gangfucked by three or four of the largest gorillas, her screams of pain intermingled with Tessa and her daughter Ami, while Angi was nearby fucking one gorilla while sucking the other, getting close to her own climax. This excited the remaining gorillas and they began to growl & roarwith sexual excitement because they knew the night was not over and every gorilla would be fucked and sucked thoroughly before the morning light. Tessa found herself cumming and when she released her orgasm she knew she would never again be the same. The king had given her so much pleasure and when he released his seed into her young womb, they came together in a gloriuos loud cry announcing the new queen had taken her rightful place in the jungle. ]]> Stories from the Net khurramqazi http://www.sexstoriespost.com/forums/showthread.php/27574-Tessa-s-Jungle-Adventure-Part-2(Jungle-Orgy)-GRIM2A When Fido Popped Her Cherry http://www.sexstoriespost.com/forums/showthread.php/27573-When-Fido-Popped-Her-Cherry?goto=newpost Thu, 02 Sep 2010 06:04:15 GMT I have had my dog for almost seven years now. He is a wonderful dog, sweet and gentle, and I love him. I raised him from a puppy. And this is how I lost my virginity to him. I have always wanted to let my dog lick me. As dogs will do, he is frequently sniffing my crotch. One night, when I let... I have had my dog for almost seven years now. He is a wonderful dog, sweet and gentle, and I love him. I raised him from a puppy. And this is how I lost my virginity to him.

I have always wanted to let my dog lick me. As dogs will do, he is frequently sniffing my crotch. One night, when I let him sleep in my room, I let him go a bit farther. I was lying on my bed with a book, my legs spread wide and my knees bent. Fido was lying at my feet, on my bed, which was a rare treat for him. I felt him start sniffing my crotch, and began to shoo his nose away, but stopped. It felt pretty good, and he did it often enough that I was used to it.

I was surprised when he started to lick my panties, and I felt a tingle in my pussy. I smacked his nose and he drew back. I went back to reading. A few minutes later, he was licking me again. I almost stopped him again, but it just felt too good. I set my book aside and slipped my panties off, wriggling out of them and tossing them to the foot of my bed. Fido turned from my bare pussy for a moment and licked my panties, but quickly returned his attention to my crotch. His tongue felt better on my bare flesh then it had through my panties.

I began to groan and writhe as he pleasured me. He seemed motivated by this, and began to lick me more vigorously. I felt his lips against my pussy and felt my juices flow. He lapped them up eagerly. Before I could stop myself, I was cumming in his mouth. He sniffed my crotch and licked up my sweet fluids. I was going to end the fun there, but he was already climbing up the bed. I could see his pink cock peering out of his sheath, and I reach out for it.

I began to massage his sheath, and felt his cock growing harder. It was soon all the way out, and I took it in my hand. It was large for a dog, as big as any man's. I moaned as he began to lick my cunt again. When my pussy was thoroughly wet, he pulled out of my grasp, and I knew what he wanted. I turned over and stood on my hands and knees in front of him, positioning my ass right in his face. He licked my asshole once and before I knew it, he was on top of me.

It took him only a few thrusts to find my hole, and then he was inside me. It felt so good, for the first time, having his belly on my back and his cock in my pussy. I reached back with one hand, pushing him into me. His hips were going like mad, pumping his knot into me. I felt my cherry pop and it was all the more pleasurable. I groaned, and came again.

My juices on his cock made him push harder. A few minutes of extreme pleasure passed, and then he ejected his hot white cum into my pussy. I had never had semen in me before, and it felt so good. I could feel him growing soft in me, and I pulled him out. I turned him onto his back on the bed, and moved myself into the 69 position with him.

I started licking his cock, and letting him slurp on my pussy again. His rod was hard again in no time, and I took it in my mouth, sucking him hard. His tongue flicked over my clit again and again, bringing me to an orgasm quickly. Once it had passed, I was wiped out.

I moved off of my loving Fido, and sprawled out on my bed. He padded up to me and curled against my belly. I put my hand over his belly and placed it on his now sheathed cock, caressing him softly. I fell asleep that way, with my hand on his cock. ]]> Stories from the Net khurramqazi http://www.sexstoriespost.com/forums/showthread.php/27573-When-Fido-Popped-Her-Cherry Spin the bottle http://www.sexstoriespost.com/forums/showthread.php/27572-Spin-the-bottle?goto=newpost Thu, 02 Sep 2010 05:56:41 GMT It started as a game of spin the bottle the loser removed an item of clothing, that was until the dog got involved, then the rules changed. (MF, beast We had the house to ourselves for the weekend so Nicky and myself decided to have a few drinks and stay in, l took Rebel our Alsatian... It started as a game of spin the bottle the loser
removed an item of clothing, that was until the dog got
involved, then the rules changed. (MF, beast

We had the house to ourselves for the weekend so Nicky
and myself decided to have a few drinks and stay in, l
took Rebel our Alsatian out for his evening walk whilst
Nicky got a shower.

On returning Nicky had got us both a drink and was
watching telly, l went and had a shower Nicky liked me
to keep my balls and cock shaved so whilst in the
shower l gave myself a shave, she was also shaved, so
it was only fair. I wondered what the night had in
store? Nicky was never boring and was always game for a
laugh.

When I got back Nicky was on her second glass of Vodka,
she said telly was boring and did I fancy playing spin
the bottle? The rules where quite simple, you spun a
bottle and when it stopped, whoever it was facing took
off an item of clothing.

We tossed a coin for who went first, I won, I spun the
bottle and lost, so Nicky had me take off my T shirt,
because the loser won the spin I spun again, but I won
this time and Nicky took off her dress, leaving her in
her small see through lacy knickers through which I
could see her beautiful shaved pussy, and her matching
low cut bra, Nicky didn't really need a bra as her tits
are very firm and have no sag with them.

Nicky spun and won so I removed my jeans leaving me in
my boxers, l spun and won and Nicky took off her bra,
she spun and won so I removed my boxers.

I said, "Okay, you win," and got up to go across and
kiss her and play with her beautiful body. She stopped
me and said, "We keep playing and if I lost I'll give
you a dare."

I agreed with her and we carried on. I spun and won so
Nicky took off her knickers. At the sight of her pussy
I put my hand onto my cock which was now hard and gave
it a quick rub, Nicky told me to stop it, and wait
until later. She spun again and won.

"Right, now you can play with your cock but you cannot
cum, I want all your cum later," she said with a evil
glint in her eyes. So I played with myself looking at
her beautiful pussy, I could see Nicky was quite turned
on as her pussy had already started to get wet and I
could see love juice leaking out of her fanny.

Whilst I was playing with my cock Rebel came into the
room, came to me stuck his head between my legs and
licked my cock, I jumped with surprise, not that it
wasn't nice but I didn't expect to like a dog licking
my cock. Nicky had an excited look on her face and
asked what it felt like? I told her it felt okay, she
said that it looked more than okay and that it turned
her on watching it.

She spun again and won, let rebel lick your cock again
she said, "It's so bad but its nice." I called Rebel
across and let him lick my cock and balls, with his
long tongue he licked me from my balls right up to my
knob end, and I must admit it felt great.

Nicky had got her hand on her pussy and was rubbing her
clit moaning with pleasure as she watched Rebel licking
me. Nicky then said, "Look at Rebel's cock!"

I looked and there was about 4 inches of cock sticking
out of his sheath, Nicky was now fingering herself
looking at Rebel's cock and I didn't think it would be
long before she's cum.

I had to stop rebel, as I could feel my self getting to
the point where I wouldn't be able to stop myself
cumming. Nicky called Rebel across to her and said,
"Here boy lick my pussy!"

Rebel put his nose between her legs and started licking
her pussy, as soon as he started Nicky moaned and
groaned with pleasure, she loved her pussy being licked
nearly as much as she liked a big cock inside her fanny
giving her a good fucking, whilst Rebel was licking her
pussy she reached down and rubbed his cock, rubbing it
like she did mine, it had the same effect on the dog as
it does me, and she soon had 9 inches of hard cock out,
there was a lot of pre cum dripping out of the end of
Rebel's cock and all over Nicky's hand.

Rebel started to hump Nicky's hand at this point, Nicky
looked at me, and said, "I think he wants to fuck and I
would like to feel that cock in me. "It's so big will
you help me?" I had never being so turned on by
anything in my life, so of course I agreed.

I pulled Rebel away from Nicky, and she got on her
hands and knees on the floor, I led Rebel behind Nicky
and he straight away went back to licking her pussy, I
gave his cock a rub and he started humping, I lifted
his front legs up onto Nicky's back, Rebel got the idea
and moved his back legs forward and pushed his big cock
towards Nicky's dripping wet pussy, he missed with his
first attempt at entering Nicky's cunt.

I grabbed his cock and guided it in, as soon as Rebel
felt his tip enter he rammed the whole length in Nicky
let out a scream so I grabbed Rebel to pull him off.
Nicky said, "Don't stop him, it's great!"

Rebel was fucking her really hard and fast, and Nicky
said that she was cumming, I have never seen her cum
like this before as she was screaming and pushing
herself back onto Rebel's cock and shouting, "FUCK ME
REBEL! FUCK ME HARD!"

Nicky said she wanted to suck my cock, so I got on the
floor in front of her and she took my cock into her
mouth and started to suck it and play with it with her
tongue pulling her mouth up and down my cock. She
stopped and said that Rebel's cock had got bigger and
it felt like he was trying to push a big lump into her
cunt, I told her this was the knot does she want me to
stop him?

"No!" she said. "I want it all and pushed back onto his
cock harder, ITS IN ITS IN she screamed I'M CUMMING!
I'M CUMMING god this is fantastic!"

Rebel was still fucking her but with only short
strokes, he then stopped and Nicky shouted that he was
cumming and it felt so hot. She carried on sucking my
cock and I couldn't hold back any longer and holding
her head down shot my load into her mouth, Nicky drank
it all down swallowing it all.

Rebel's cock must have shrunk a bit because with a plop
he pulled it out and Nicky came. I put my hand onto her
fanny and caught the juice coming out of her pussy, I
put my hand to Nicky's mouth and she licked it all off.
She said her pussy felt sore and looking at Rebel's
cock she wondered how she had managed to take it all.

But she said later when we had cleaned up and laid in
bed snuggled together ready for sleep, that she enjoyed
it and might do it again. I hope so. ]]> Stories from the Net khurramqazi http://www.sexstoriespost.com/forums/showthread.php/27572-Spin-the-bottle <![CDATA[A Dog's Tale]]> http://www.sexstoriespost.com/forums/showthread.php/27571-A-Dog-s-Tale?goto=newpost Thu, 02 Sep 2010 05:53:57 GMT I have always been an animal lover and admired their simple, trusting nature. I grew up always with a dog in my family. At times as a young girl, I explored them a little by playing with their penis and balls. I would stroke a dog's penis to see him get hard and then pull back the protective skin to look at what he had beyond the tip. But as I grew older I never explored any more than that. Now, I am a single mother of two children and I don't have much time for anything else. We have a female Labrador Retriever, Missy, and a cat, Thomas.

At the time that this happened, Missy was in heat. I live in the country and work not far from home. There are not many other dogs around us and we have a fence around our yard. I don't worry about other dogs when Missy is in heat because I secure her in a dog run and with the fence around the yard I figure there isn't much to worry about. But during this time I noticed a big Bull Mastif from up the road a ways making the journey down to visit with Missy. Though Missy would whine when he came around there wasn't anything either of them could do, the fences did their job.

One day while the kids were at school and I had a day off, I was standing at the kitchen window when I saw Bull come down along the fence. Missy started whining and he started dancing around. He wanted to get at Missy and his big dog dick caught my attention. He was huge to begin with, but this time the tip of his dick was hanging out and I felt aroused. He was swinging back and forth as he trotted along the fence and my eyes were watching him intently. I stopped what I was doing to admire his big dick.

Eventually he stopped his prancing and put his paws on top of the fence, and with that he was over the top easily. Now he was in my yard and going towards the dog run where Missy was. The fence around the yard is only four feet high, but the dog run is a full six feet. He greeted Missy and then put his paws up on the fence but was not able to reach the top.

I decided that since it was a hot day and that I didn't have to worry about him getting at Missy I would take a bowl of water out to him. So, I took a bowl out onto the back porch and sat down on the bottom step with the water at my feet. I called him and he came trotting over with his head down. He came up to the water bowl and drank it thirstily while I petted him on his head. He was so docile and gentle and yet such a big dog.

He allowed me to pet him while he drank and when he was finished he sat down in front of me enjoying my company. I was sitting on the next to the last step and yet he was still looking me in my eyes as he sat on the ground. I am not a big person, only 5'4 tall and 120 pounds so this dog easily dwarfed me as we sat there. I looked down at his tool still hanging there and wanted to feel it so I moved down to the last step and reached between his front paws and cupped his penis in my hand. He adjusted his position a little and settled down quickly.

His head hung over my shoulder as I reached touched his big dick and cupped it in my little hand. It easily filled my palm and I was not able to wrap my fingers all the way around it. This was indeed a tool! I felt the warmth inside of me as I was growing more excited than curious. I stroked his dick and rubbed his balls and he shifted his position again making it easier for me to continue playing with him. In just a little while he lay on the ground in front of me and rolled to his back, giving me full access to his pleasure. It was obvious that he was enjoying this as much as I was. I talked to him as I stroked his massive cock and rolled his balls with my palm. He was definitely becoming my friend as he stayed there and panted.

In the meantime my excitement was growing and I decided I wanted to play with this Bull more. I took up the water bowl and easily coaxed him to follow me inside the house. Once inside I closed the door and led him into the kitchen where I put the water bowl down. He took a few more laps of water and then sat down and looked at me. I talked to him as I moved the water bowl and sat on the floor in front of him. I took his tool into my hand again. He lay down on his side and lifted his leg almost immediately. I took this as a sure sign that I had gained his trust and lay on my side facing him; my feet in the direction of his head, and concentrated even more on masturbating him. He was obviously enjoying this as much as I was.

I studied his doghood and began pulling back his skin to expose as much of him as I could. He was huge, even without his skin around his penis, I could not get my hand quite around him. I felt brave and began to take off my shorts as I continued to play with his dick. He raised his head and watched me take off my shorts and panties. I felt wet and knew that he would be able to smell my heat now that it was exposed. He nosed towards my legs and I moved closer to him, placing not just my cunt near his nose, but since he was such a big dog I had to move my whole body closer. He began to sniff me and press his muzzle against my cunt. He slowly licked me and I felt the coarseness of his tongue pull against my pussy. I stopped stroking him and removed my top and my bra. I moved closer to Bull and now had my breasts up against him as he nuzzled my snatch and tasted me. He licked slowly, stopping occasionally to lick his nose and to look at what I was doing. When he licked me he began to push his tongue into me and I felt warmth going up my body. I was hot and I was horny and I wanted more. I had never done this before but I now knew I liked it very much. His tongue was excellent and he took his time.

I began to stroke him without his skin over him and he raised his leg even higher. With the excitement of this forbidden act and the pleasure from his tongue I was breathing heavily. I couldn't help myself anymore. I was lost in the act. I was finding it more difficult to stroke him as he wasn't as wet as I was. I had stopped using his skin to cover him and pumped his bare dick with my bare hand. Anyways he was not going to fit into his skin now that his dick was extended and in my hands. I was not sure what it was going to be like but I wanted to put him into my mouth and wet him with my saliva. I moved my face closer to his dick, pulling my snatch from his tongue. I put my tongue on it at first, feeling it and tasting it for the same time. It was not bad, a little strange to feel, but the taste wasn't something that I would pull away from, so I licked him. It was definitely alright. I wasn't going to gag on it because of the taste but if I did it would be because of the size. I licked him some more and spit on him to make stroking him easier. He began to tense up with this but I was not going to stop now. I stuck my tongue out and wagged his dick back and forth quickly across it. He liked this very much and grunted a little as I was now more aggressively handling his tool. I then got brave enough and put my lips over the head of his dick. I added more spit as I did this and began running my lips just over the head of his dick. He liked this a lot and began thrusting his hinds causing his dick to push into my mouth. At first I wasn't ready for this and pulled back. Then I went back to making him feel good and took him into my mouth. He again began thrusting but I moved my head with his rhythm so as not to choke. He was enormous and easily filled my mouth. A hard ball was on his dick and my hand would run over it as he pumped into my mouth. I was afraid he would cum and pulled my mouth off of him and pushed myself away from him. I rolled onto my back, naked, breathing heavily.

I needed to catch my breath but Bull was now intent on getting his. He got up and immediately put his nose into my snatch. I opened my legs to give him easy access and he began to lick me in earnest. At first it was gentle, but then he began to push his tongue into me. He was very eager. He entered me with his tongue and then would drag it out and upwards, running it over my clitoris. His tongue was huge and I was enjoying the heat of my body as Bull was causing me to have such pleasure. Soon I climaxed, my orgasm sending shudders through my body. My juices gushed out of my cunt causing Bull to lick even more. I had never had such a powerful orgasm in my life! The more Bull licked and pushed the more I exploded. I could feel the floor beneath me was wet and I couldn't stop cumming! I tried to pull away from Bull but he continued to eat me like I was a big enormous dog treat.

I called to him, breathless, and he stopped and looked at me. I talked to him some more and he listened. I was out of breath and still shaking, the muscles of my body shuddering from the orgasm and the physical effects. I reached up and began to pet Bull and he calmed down. I looked at him and saw his dick still sticking way out there and pointing towards me. I knew what I had to do.

I reached over and pulled the bench from beside the kitchen table. Pulling myself up I lay on my back and rested with my legs spread apart. Bull knew I was his. He moved forward and sniffed at my cunt and then without hesitation he moved forward. He had no trouble straddling the bench and brought his tool against me. He pressed forward and I felt his dick against my leg. I spread my legs more and reached down and grabbed hold of him, guiding him against my hole. He pushed against me with my hand holding the head of his penis at my opening. He began to thrust with his hips and entered me. I thought that I would split apart! It burned a little but that soon passed. He stopped thrusting for a second and he pushed forward some more, going deeper. He pushed until he was all the way in me and then began his thrusting again, this time in earnest. He was thrusting so deep into me that it caused me pain and pleasure that was as immense as his dick. He still was not totally in me but was in as far as he could possible go. My juices were flowing out of me and I felt the huge bulge in his dick against my cunt, pushing against me every time he would thrust. I thought that I would burst open. He continued to fuck me with the intent of ejaculating. I knew he would soon. My breathing was hard to control and I thought I would pass out. I lifted up my legs and wrapped them around him in order to hang in position, my hands were holding the bench above my head to keep me from being pushed across the bench. I felt him going in and out of me and fucking me as I had never been fucked. I couldn't control myself and I felt my orgasm returning more powerful than it was before. I had lost all control over myself and I was screaming and moaning and cumming like a banshee! All at once I felt it, at first it was not much, a warm flow beginning to fill me up and moving out from me. Then he let loose with his orgasm! He flooded me and it immediately spilled out from me as he continued pumping. His cum was hot and filled me up. I felt it all the way up inside of me and felt it flowing out of me. He was spilling out of me and unto the floor. He kept cumming and cumming. It wouldn't stop. His powerful and quick thrusts now were shorter and slower but he continued to pump at me and fill me up. I felt so much cum in me that my abdomen felt that it was bloated. I didn't care. I was in such ecstasy and heat that I didn't care. I could barely breathe and had nearly passed out from Bull's power and size. He stopped his movement and just stayed there on top of me as he continued to pour out from around his own dick buried inside of me. I felt his hot cum running from inside of me and down the crack of my ass onto the bench beneath me. His thrusting had pushed me across the bench and my ass was now a full foot from the end where I had started. His jism covered the bench beneath me and I lay in his cum with even more cum on the floor. He was still flowing out of me even though he was finished with his orgasm and mine was starting to wane. We both were panting heavily and he remained in position over me on the bench. My breasts were pressed up against his chest and we were both breathing hard. I took my arms and began to hug him and pet him. My legs which didn't stay around him were tired but I put them back around him and felt his dick still deep inside of me. I was breathless but wanted to stay there laying in his cum and covered with it.

Soon he began to back away, a little at a time, and I felt his dick sliding out of me inch by freaking inch until he was far enough out that the remaining cum that was stuffed in me pushed him out and gushed out of me onto the bench. My cunt was throbbing now, my hole was wide open and my legs were stuck where they were, pulled up and out to the side. I could feel my cunt still pulsating and his cum still running out of me. Bull backed completely off of me and stood there panting heavily. His dick hung down from under him, our juices dripping off the end of his dick. He was antsy and obviously happy with what just occurred. I was exhausted and still feeling lightheaded. I had never had such powerful orgasms and wanted to stay in that ecstasy that I had just experience, drunk on such a wonderful sexual experience.

He had been so huge and I still took him inside of me. He must have had a gallon of cum and I still wanted it in me. I was sore and I was exhausted, but I thoroughly enjoyed this fuck. I didn't think that I could ever do this again, that it would take forever for me to get over the soreness that I felt. I wanted it more but knew it would have to wait for another time. I sat up and Bull came over to me. I had his cum on my stomach almost to my breasts. I had his cum all over my back, my ass, and my legs. I was covered with his juices and sitting on the bench in it and with my feet on the floor in it. I slowly got up and walked gingerly over to the door. I called to Bull and opened the door. He went out the door and stopped, looking back over his shoulder I thought that I saw him smiling and I smiled back.

I closed the door and walked and half crawled back to the puddle on the floor. I lay down beside it and ran my fingers through it. I had found my pleasure. Bull would be back another day. ]]> Stories from the Net khurramqazi http://www.sexstoriespost.com/forums/showthread.php/27571-A-Dog-s-Tale Tentacles Teach Trinity http://www.sexstoriespost.com/forums/showthread.php/27570-Tentacles-Teach-Trinity?goto=newpost Thu, 02 Sep 2010 05:49:00 GMT The voice was quiet in her head, softly spoken with desire and promise. She could barely hear the sound of her contact over her own thoughts, but she listened anyway. She had only begun to display power over the last year, and the voice had been there the entire time, urging her to experiment... The voice was quiet in her head, softly spoken with desire and promise. She could barely hear the sound of her contact over her own thoughts, but she listened anyway. She had only begun to display power over the last year, and the voice had been there the entire time, urging her to experiment further, to expand her occult lore.

As the time slowly passed, she began to recheck her preparations. One mistake could result in hideous displays of power- more than one previous owner of her spell tome had ended up being torn to shreds by the dimension-spanning vortexes of energy. The last owner had not, but had met her demise at Trinity's hands. That was when her contact began to teach her how to read the texts, in order to secure the connection between them. He said she had potential. She knew that, and heard it every day from the corporation she trained under, her father worked for.

Her contact offered her more rewards than the �funding-and-security-under-ownership' the company offered. She wanted power, power to be respected and feared. All the more reason she had been stepping further and further into her moral boundaries. She could barely recognise herself now.

No time for memories. The moon is almost up.

No 'full moon at it's zenith' for her spell. The ritual had to be finished as the moon completed it's rise over the horizon. As the slightest glimmer of light began to creep over the Hollywood mountains, she began her incantation. Her mind was soon lost into the currents of the power she was pulsing with. She had cast magick before, but nothing so powerful, nothing that had actually breached the gap between her world and her contact's.

Fighting to reign in on the energies, she grabbed at her ritual dagger, her athame, and began to slice at her own flesh, the thin gashes in her arms providing her the pain she needed to concentrate. As her blood began to drip thickly onto the rooftop beneath her, she concentrated on the pentacle, the current of the spell. The adrenaline from her wounds began to flow as quickly as her forces, making her mind spin with giddiness. She worried for a second that she would drop her focus, she would lose control and die.

She blacked out for only a fraction of a second, but it did not matter. The spell had been completed, the final words escaping her lips as the light fled from her sight. Before her stood a large hole in reality, an oval-shaped wormhole, leading on through fire and screams to eternity.

Rising at incredible speeds, a single hand of ice gripped the side of the tear. Another joined it on her side, and then the rest of her contact began to crawl through. She took a step back, still careful not to leave her circle of protection. The beast (clearly demonic) stood roughly 9' 6", towering above her. Seemingly made of ice, it had the appearance of a perfectly-crafted statue. If one ignored the claws, teeth, and flaming eyes. Trinity, having studied in her arts for a whole year, had the capacity to do so.

"Free."

It was all it uttered. She knew what had to come next, having learned this from the tome instead of the beast.

"No! I summoned you, opened the way for you, to do my bidding! Obey me, Treana-elma-dorr of the Icefields of Jotenhelm; obey or return to your hell!"

The demon dropped it's gaze, showing signs of it's submission. It knew it's place- that it had to coax her with power in order to come through. That she had opened it's path proved to her who's power was supreme.

"Your bidding, mistress?" It's voice still held a tint of mockery, almost teasing.

"You will serve me, as my familiar, teaching me the ways of your kind. I will learn all I can from you, until I can glean no more. Then you shall be released to do your will."

"Of course, mistress" Once again, the twist of sarcasm in it's speech. She noticed it seemed stronger in the last word...

It had been easier than she thought. She laughed to herself as she dropped the circle.

In an instant, the thing's claw was encircled around her throat. Surprised and scared, her only reaction was a startled "urk!" as it's frozen flesh clenched against her soft neck. She could feel the cold touch slowly draining her life as it lifted her off the concrete, seemingly with no more effort than a grown mad hefting a kitten.

"How...?" She choked.

It laughed, it's voice no longer attempting to hide the derisement.

"Do you really think it is that easy to bind me to your will? Do you really think that I, Lord of the Frozen Wastes, would bow down to one such as you?" Again with the laughter. "You are barely even an apprentice, playing with the spells of masters. And you dare to compel me thus?"

It's burning eyes stared into hers.

"Especially when your mind is so easilly plundered of it's will?"

The circle. She suddenly realised the flaw in her preparations. Whilst it would keep her from the demon's attacks, it would not ward off the link between them already. She had been duped, manipulated into summoning something beyond her control. Fear began to course through her, the feeling of panic spreading through her body, beginning in the pit of her stomach.

It grinned, it's mouth wider than her entire head. Tears began welling in her eyes, as the shock of her imminent death registered upon her soul. Still reading her mind, it laughed again.

"I would not be so foolish as to waste such a useful... slave..." It's voice became less mocking and more purposeful. "As you can see, my appearance would cause a stir in the companies of your world" and even I cannot stand against all such creatures as yourself." It's smile grew.

At least, not until I have grown in power. But until then...

It's thoughts betrayed no hint of promise any longer, but the desire was stronger than before. It began to sweep it's gaze over her body then, unclothed as the ritual required. It's hand spasmed once, sending her throat into cries of agony, before it dropped her onto the rooftop.

It turned then, scanning the view. Trinity noted that the eyes, once the head turned from her, were hidden as if non-existant. In two quick strides, it reached the edge. Beyond it's massive frame, the city spread like an ocean of fireflies. Occasional jets and orbital flights lit up the air above, and the constant ebb and flow of the traffic provided more motion than she had ever noticed before. She could feel it's gloating pride at that moment, as strong as if she was feeling it herself. Reaching carefully outwards, she probed into it's thoughts.

...will control it. All the puppets I can have, under my thumb. All the lives I can feast on. All the power I can pry from the unsuspecting...

She was careful to hide her relief. If it hadn't noticed her entry into it's mind, then it gave her an advantage- whenever it planned to attack her, she had a second's warning. In reality, this was a margin so narrow it was unfeasable, but it gave her hope. Perhaps later, with persistance, she could discover means to render it powerless.

As the medium of control began to show, her resolve strengthened. Regaining her composure, she wiped the tears from her eyes. Her nausea of panic now dimmed to a dull paranoia, she stood slowly and walked over to stand near the creature. Even now, as adjusted to the heights of her arcology home, she could not bring herself to the edge. This was the highest building in LA, and her experience at altitudes was limited still.

Taking a deep breath, she began to study her impromptu �master'. His sleek body glistened in the moonlight, a thousand man-made reflections adding to the array. His muscles appeared made of transparant crystal or glass, but still they moved as though living. Her eyes trailed up along his frame, watching the thick cords of muscles evident beneath his 'skin'.

A massively broad chest, supporting arms thicker than her body, with strength that she had seen well. His legs she could only liken to the bore of trees, and what lay between them...

Averting her gaze suddenly, she began to feel a mixture of conflicting emotions. Firstly was her inhibitions, and what remained of her morality, causing embarrasment at the sight. Then came her sexuality, as developed as it could be at the age of seventeen, causing a strong stirring within her. After that came a renewed wash of fear- what if he was only commanding her arousal? What if he were still in her mind? Then he would know her knowing his thoughts, which meant he could hide them from her well...

She averted that line of thought. That way lay madness. If he had noticed her probing, she would be commanded more harshly than she already was. Which meant the sudden throbbing she felt was all her own...

Her eyes widened at the shock towards herself. He was the embodiment of human negativity! A creature with nothing keeping him from his desires other than someone binding him to them. And he had no master now; she had been tricked by him, and manipulated, into releasing him upon the world. He was destruction, lust, rage, and perversity combined!

But... the rewards... right now, she was useful only until he found someone more so. Like her father, or anyone she dealt with regularly. She may have been a virgin still, but her knowledge of men was more advanced than others of her situation. All she needed was to bait him...

With actions beyond her experience, she began to press herself against him seductively. Her flesh burned with the cold of the contact, but she persisted. Her hands roamed along his body, as the determination to succeed filled her. Failure defined her destruction, and she understood more than most the torment damned souls underwent at the fallen's hands!

At first his attention did not deign to register her motions. Slowly, though, his body began to react, the cock hanging between his thighs beginning to lengthen and swell, still not rising from it's place. Her lips now, caressing his elbows, worked their way forwards towards his chest. Looking steadfastly forwards to avoid seeing both the drop beneath her and the massive organ he owned, she took his nipple into her mouth.

Instantly, cold that bit at her flesh as strong as fire coursed through her lips. Forcing herself to continue, her tongue flicked, the warmth of her breath lessening the impact upon that part of her. Teasing it gently, the massive lump crinkled inside her mouth, and around it. As her teeth began to come into play, his hand moved up and gripped her head from behind, gently weaving into her hair. Still not looking at her, his claws lightly raked the back of her scalp.

Suddenly, his hand jerked backwards, away from him. His claws, she realised, were tangled in her hair. With a jolt, her body was flung out over the road below, dangling only by her hair. Biting strongly into her courage, she bit back the scream of terror about to erupt. Defiantly, she stared him in the eyes.

"If I die now, you will never be able to experience what else I have to offer..."

His hungry look covered her from top to toe. Below her, she was suddenly aware of the traffic noises, loud honking and shouting making it's way even up to her. A cold breeze rushed past her, turbulance from the sea winds. Two pools of liquid fire stared unblinkingly at her.

"Why? What is it you offer? Your life...?" It chuckled arrogantly. "I think not, because I could take it if I wished anyway! Your soul? That too, I could take. What does that leave?" It's voice began to grow insidious, and Trinity knew that she had him.

"My... my body... I will allow you to take it as you will in exchange for my life..."

The demon's face began to change it's expression. A smile grew. A cruel smile.

He let go.

Trinity watched in detatchment, the only feeling in her mind a sense of disappointment. He had not been interested in her body... her looks...

Then, the fall consumed all.

Slowly, the windows of the building dropped past her. In her reflection, she only saw a girl, not a magi, and not one full of power. She knew the spells to slow her descent, but the drain from such a height would weaken her too much. If she died now, her soul was free to find it's own path. Landing so weakened would leave her as prey for the demon. Somehow, the decision was easy.

As her naked form moved downwards, she could see the ground below. Slowly, the road began to widen, taking greater detail. She closed her eyes, having already accepter her fate. Slowly, the consciousness faded from her. Silence overwhlemed her.

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The sight drew back into her eyes. Not dead, not spread over the road. Her breathing was ragged, but in regular gasps. Her eyes focused on the area she was in. Her small frame was clamped down to a stone floor, with torches burning in the corners. Pulling against the restraints, she discovered they were not steel, nor iron, but almost soft... and moving... as if... alive...

Turning her head sharply, she stared at the slime-covered loop of flesh pinning her arm to the floor. It was a dark brown colour, with a slight red tint, the rest of it lost into a small hole leading beneath the level she was on. Dozens of other holes were scattered around her, in similar size and shape to the limbs. She lifted her head, starting incredulously at the identical tentacles clinging to her other limbs.

A sharp jolt of pain lanced through her. The burning she could feel with every breath was something she recognised- her ribs had been broken, most likely more than one. She quickened her breathing, taking shallower gasps of air to lessen the pain. The sound of footsteps approaching came to her ears.

She looked up slowly, watching the 9' 6" figure of her 'master' approach. In the firelight, he was a breathtaking sight, for a demon. His hard, chisled body showed the light of the flames like transparent chrome. With his presence came a swift chill through the room, causing her flesh to tingle. Her eyes were once again drawn to the massive phallus dangling in the air, and the tingle spread to other parts of her body.

"Why? Why did you do this?" She was surprised at the sound of her own voice. It did not croak, as she would have expected, but it was filled with fear and almost dripping with desire. She silently chastised herself. Attractive or not, he was now a foe to be conquered.

"I decided to take you up on your offer... I am �taking your body as I will'." His eyes scanned her form again. A few words slipped fromn his lips, and she heard a gasping noise coming from the multitude of holes. A sharply biting smell, like the cheese her mother liked, assaulted her nostrils. She looked around, attempting to get a glimpse of what was coming.

Hundreds of long, thick tentacles erupted from the cavities, covered in a thick, transparent fluid. Without even waiting for a second, they fell upon her, but instead of striking they landed softly. A wriggling sensation covered her body, and despite every inhibition she had, the throbbing in her clit increased sharply.

The wriggling quickly altered into groping, caressing. She could feel the slimy limbs running up and down her arms, along her wrists and down to the armpit, before making their way back. They were across her neck, slipping back and forth with a lover's touch. Her face as well- the lightest touch she had ever felt, let alone from a tentacle. A dozen more assaulted her chest and stomach. She could feel at least three per beast, one surrounding the entirity of it, one encircling the nipple and a third running back and forth along it. The sensation was electrifying, causing a spark to run from each tit to her clit. Despite herself, a moan escaped her lips.

More tentacles caressed her legs, running up and down along her thighs and knees. For some reason, they did not run any closer to her privates than the upper thigh. The tingling, and the throbbing, and the tension of not knowing when they were going to touch her, was driving her arousal to new heights. She gasped slightly as she felt the gush of wetness fill her virginal pussy.

As her mouth opened, another tentacle brushed along her lips, tickling them. She turned her head to avoid them, her heart torn between lust and disgust. As if sensing her change of mood, the limb burst forward, thrusting into her mouth. The contrast to the gentleness covering the rest of her body was enough to keep her from fighting it, and she watched helplessly as the tentacle began to pulse and thrust into her mouth again and again. She could taste the sharp slime, as it oozed off onto her tongue and lips. She could feel it get deeper with every thrust, until it was pressing against the base to her throat. There, it did not go further, simply continuing to molest her mouth.

Slowly, more of the unused tentacles began to lower. First one, and then another light brush against her nether lips. Her eyes widened in surprise, her pulse quickening. She could feel the heat between her legs burning stronger. Even with the tentacles holding her legs apart, she felt a need to spread them further. Hiking her knees up as far as she could, she waited for their next caress.

She couldn't believe how she was reacting to the treatment. She felt abused and lust-driven at the same time. As the lips of her rose cave spread with a wet noise, she knew it was already too late. Her last vestiges of antipathy fled as she was overcome by the sensations she was experiencing.

Another pass over her folds, and another. She could feel what appeared to her mind as two loosely-held fingers running along her shaven lips. She moaned around the tentacle, and her hips bucked slightly, as the need to have her nub of joy satisfied became stronger. She could feel her inner walls pulsing with contractions, as if her pussy was trying to draw the tentacles into her. More and more of her own fluids filled her, beginning to leak forth and down her crack, towards her butt.

There was a slight movement of air along her clit, and a burst of pleasure spiralled into her brain. Her breath coming in gasps already, she waited. Another rush of air, and another spark of hedonistic delight. Then, a tentacle began to contract around her hood, pulling her already engorged clit into the air. Barely even touching, a tip began to run in orbit across her pulsing, hungry center of delight. She could feel waves of sensation rush across her body, and her hips arched in near-frenzied need. Still, however, the tip only orbited.

As the seconds ticked by, it began to spiral inwards. Ever so slowly, it traced a perfect path along the bud, making it's way towards the center. Her heart was pounding with exhertion, her breath coming too short for her to keep up. As she began to hyperventilate, she could feel the crest of an orgasm building inside her. She had masturbated before, but nothing had caused as strong a desire as this. She began to watch her vision contracting, darkening, as she began to feel the dizziness overcome her. As it did, the only sensation she could feel was the steady increase of the pressure wthin her.

With a sharp �crack', a tentacle whipped across her face. The sharp sting of pain snapped her consciousness into reality again. The orgasm still had not burst, and as it drew closer the tip stopped it's ministrations. She could feel it only touching the clit every few seconds. The need for release was pounding within her, and she thrust her hips wildly downwards, and to the side. Her mouth opened wider than she had ever thought possible, and cried out with pleasure.

"Do you wish release?" She didn't recognise the voice, her reason gone. "Do you want to come as strongly as you know you will?"

Her need overwhelmed her.

"YES! YES! PLEASE!"

He was suddenly next to her. An ice-cold claw ran it's way through the pussy-fluid already gushing forth. The touch nearly brought her over the edge by itself. She felt his hands roughly spread her cheeks... on her butt...

Even in her mad state, she sensed something different to what she had expected. Shouldn't he have spread her lips?

The tip of his now-erect phallus pressed against her rosebud. Eyes suddenly snapped open, she moaned around the tentacle pulsing between her teeth.

"No! No! Not there!"

Ignoring her cries of protest, the prick massaged it's way through her liquids, lubricating itself. His organ was huge, nearly 20" long and 3" thick. Knowing this would hurt, she bit hard into the flesh in her mouth, eyes screwing up tightly. She felt the cock press into her ass.

And slip inside easilly.

Her eyes stayed clenched as the feeling of being taken by the demon surged through her body, the feeling enough to send the orgasm crashing through her. Her hips leapt off the floor with strength enough to even pull the tentacles with her. Her head snapped backwards, and she let out a scream. Her pussy erupted in the feeling of sexual release, spasming strongly. Her ass, too, clenched and relaxed sparodically, the fireworks of pleasure bursting all over her. She felt a sudden surge of a spicy liquid fill her mouth, as the tentacle came inside her. Too far gone to even swallow, her screams caused it to bubble over her face. Her feelings took control of her mind, and her thoughts fled from her.

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As her mind began to reassert itself again, she felt the ravaging still going. Her throat was hoarse, but yet her screams of lust still burst from it. There was tentacle-come splattered all over her face, and in her mouth. The tip on her clit had been joined by a second, and the two crossed back and forth along the nub and folds, bringing incredible needs. Her master- she had no doubt now who that was -was pounding into her butt harder than she ever thought possible. The feeling of his cock inside her drove her crazy, and she realised she must have been coming all this time. Her pussy trembled, too weak to continue it's spasms.

Her eyes glazed with sexual desire, she looked at him, thrusting strongly. His eyes, pools of liquid fire, looked into hers. Even with the constant orgasming she had been going through, she could feel a stronger pressure building. The reason for her waking came to her. Her body was resting for the biggest explosion she had ever felt. She watched in lust as her master began to increase the pace of his motion.

His cock began to swell inside her, and even with the magicks he had used to allow himself entry, she could feel it stretching her ass-hole to it's limits. His thrusts became quicker and shallower, and she could feel him nearing his peak. Her whole body waiting in anticipation, she felt his prick twitch once inside her. Twice. Suddenly, it began to unload inside her, spurting jism deep into her bowels.

As it did, the crest burst once again, the sensation of pure desire flooding her. She was no longer Trinity, but an entity composed of lust, an elemental of sexual feeling. Her body seemed to disappear, replaced by pure feeling. To her ears came the distant sound of a woman's screams...

...hers.

Time lost all meaning. Her thoughts had not left her this time, but were still there. She floated now, devoid of all tactile sensation. Darkness was not around her, and she could still see her master's orgasm, as he thrust intermittantly. She dimly recognised her own body's sounds, the feeling of her throat being pushed beyond it's limits slowly making ther way beck to her. She could feel herslef being lowered into her body-

Snap.

The pleasure hit her once again, this time lessened in strength. Her orgasm fading, she could do nothing but twitch as the tentacles released their grips on her. The invading limb in her mouth left swiftly, and her aching jaw began to close by itself. Her throat felt as if she had swallowed a cheese-grater, and her pussy both tingled and cramped at the same time. The feeling of her master's softening cock in her ass came to her. She could feel the sticky coolness of his come inside her, as his prick slipped out.

"You have done well." His voice showed no signs of strain or exhertion.

She attempted to speak, her voice nothing more than a hoarse whisper.

"Now... I shall mark you as mine..."

A sudden burning came from her hand, a symbol having been carved there during her loss of control. As she looked weakly, an unholy light was flaring from her flesh, as a mark was shown. She knew she had earned his interest, and that given time, she could find a way to control him.

Her desire for what she had felt flared as strongly as the light from her hand. Given a lot of time. ]]> Stories from the Net khurramqazi http://www.sexstoriespost.com/forums/showthread.php/27570-Tentacles-Teach-Trinity Tentacles http://www.sexstoriespost.com/forums/showthread.php/27569-Tentacles?goto=newpost Thu, 02 Sep 2010 05:12:13 GMT A huge orange sun glowed in the iron gray sky above a small, jungle-shrouded planet. Three planets shadowed the weak light of the dying sun, spreading around it like stepping stones, or the spread of a winning hand in a poker game. A gentle breeze ruffled the umbrella-like canopy in the top of a... A huge orange sun glowed in the iron gray sky above a small, jungle-shrouded planet. Three planets shadowed the weak light of the dying sun, spreading around it like stepping stones, or the spread of a winning hand in a poker game. A gentle breeze ruffled the umbrella-like canopy in the top of a 600 foot tall tree. It was the only movement in the alien landscape. No birds, no animals, no insects intruded on the botanical beauty of the landscape. All was quiet until...

Two space suit enclosed figures pushed through the underbrush and paused in the clearing. They stopped and looked around, while viewing their surrounding through the all-seeing eyes of their instruments. Their orange suits added sparkling color to an otherwise drab environment. The suits were marked with tags named Emily and Carson.

"It looks like a typical M class to me," a young female voice said. She turned so the reflection cleared from her face plate, and a beautiful young face, framed in blonde hair appeared in the plastic window. "The big difference is the lack of chlorophyll. Still, I think the quarantine can be lifted, if we exercise a little caution," Emily said authoritatively.

"You're right about the chlorophyll," a young man said as he surveyed the foliage around them. "I wonder how they convert light into energy."

"Maybe they don't. Maybe it's an oceanic type of environment. Possibly microscopic life draws energy from the sun, and these plants draw energy from that life."
"Far-fetched," Carson laughed.

"Yeah? Well explain why the sap in these plants looks like blood. Also explain the complete lack of insect and animal life. Every planet we've ever visited has had animal life of one sort or another. The water here is full of life. So why didn't it migrate to the land?"
"Because... because... because it did, but something on land ate it?" Carson said anxiously.
"Exactly. Let's get back to the ship before it eats us. We can continue our investigation from the safety of the ship."
"All right, but I can't blame anything for wishing to eat you," he laughed. "I've considered it myself, from time to time."

"Luckily you didn't pursue that thought and you're still alive. Our expedition needed a micro-biologist."
Carson humped and looked at his instruments. "That way," he said as they reached a familiar tree the size of the Seattle Space Needle. "How can such a hot little bitch, be so damned cold?" he giggled.

"I'm not cold, just choosey."
"Ouch, that hurts."
"Good, keep your dick in your pants."
"Speaking of that, I need to take a piss. Do you think I could break quarantine long enough to drain the lizard?"
"Drain the lizard!" Emily said in disdain. "That's so fucking colonial."
"That's me, Carson the colonial clown. So what do you think?"
"I have to pee too. Sure, let's chance it. The ship is a long way off, and I don't want to smell urine for the next two hours."

"Agreed," Carson said, turning away and unsealing his suit. It took him several minutes to unseal the bottom portion of his suit and drop it around his ankles. He sighed in relief as urine shot from the end of his cock. He was suddenly distracted by a squirting sound behind him. He turned to see a perfect, golden ass spraying urine into the sand between her legs.

"Shit, couldn't you do that out of sight?" Carson groaned. "That's the hottest ass I've seen in months."
"Regulations," she reminded him, "we don't lose sight of each other under any circumstances."
"My God you are beautiful," he said, totally enthralled by her golden ass, gleaming in the dim sunlight.
"A random assembly of commonly similar human appendages. Now turn away, I have to eliminate."
"Can't you say "take a shit," like everyone else?"
"Shut up and turn around."
"Yessa massa, I's turnin," he said, shuffling in the sand as he turned.
"You are such an asshole," she groaned.
"Yeah, I know. While you're doing it, I might as well... TAKE A SHIT TOO!" he said, shouting the words.

Each did their business. Neither noticed the fact that long tentacles of what appeared to be tree roots, crept closer in the sparse grass. As was customary with the creeping plants, they first sought the heat which had attracted them, then they coiled around whatever appendage they found touching the ground. In this case it was Emily's naked legs and stocking covered feet. The bottom of her suit lay several feet away. She barely felt the first touch of the tree roots, and even when she did she attributed the touch to her movements, not that of the roots. In a moment it was too late, they had encircled her ankles. She looked down in surprise.
"I seem to be caught," she laughed, looking back at Carson.

"Huh?" he turned in alarm. "By what?"
"Tree roots," she chuckled.
"You are slow."
"Actually, I am very stuck, and they are not all that slow. In fact, they are very fast and stealthy. Shit, Carson, get this fucker off me!" she said in an ever-increasing shout. She found both feet solidly entangled by strong roots. Carson tried to turn, and found one of his own feet snagged by roots.
"What the fuck?" he laughed nervously.

"Carson, this isn't a joke. One of those damned limbs is trying to get inside my pussy."
"Who the fuck wouldn't?" he joked, pulling on his own root-enshrouded foot. "This is damned embarrassing," he said, getting more frantic.

"Did you bring a weapon, or a molecular cutter?" she asked. Normally she was vocally against carrying such instruments of destruction, but at the moment she leaned more toward self-preservation.

"No, damit, nobody carries weapons around you, you hypocritical bitch. Now I wish that I had. My desire to please you, the original silver plated "we don't need to carry weapons in a peaceful expedition" bitch, may kill us both."

Emily watched as the root began to bend, then sat up like a snake about to strike. And like the snake, it suddenly did strike. She felt the softened, slimy end shoot up her pussy. The force of the strike knocked her down. With a woof of expelled air, she looked up at the pale gray sky above her. The next thing she felt was a second tentacle snaking up her ass. The tentacle up her ass began to pump out shit. It was not exactly uncomfortable, just different.

She suddenly found that she was paralyzed. She could still feel the lower half of her body, but she could not move it. She could feel the tentacle inside her pussy enlarging to fill every crack and void. As it finished it began to pulse. This was not unpleasant at all, in fact it was extremely pleasant.

It seemed to gently rock inside her. She felt her pussy and ass heating up. She unconsciously pushed her ass toward the roots, meeting their thrusts with thrusts of her own. Roots or not, they felt good. In fact they were very good lovers. She believed part of the wonderful feeling could be attributed to chemicals in the root itself. It seemed to be well-adapted to large animal life. They knew just where to probe and feed, and now to stimulate an orgasm as well. She felt her orgasm beginning to heat up. As her pussy secreted more juices, and generated more heat, she felt the tentacle growing more excited. It generated great heat, and excitement inside her pussy. In no time at all she felt her first orgasm explode. Her entire lower body was on fire now. The tentacles seemed to be generating some type of aphrodisiac. She was more excited than ever before in her life. She was suddenly frightened as the second methodical pumping attack began on her loins.
"Carson, this thing is fucking me to death and I can't move. Get me out of here."

"I'm trying," he said, panting from behind her. "I have a small knife."
"Then use it, you moron."
"Try calling the base camp," he panted as he sawed on a root. He sawed through the tough roots one bundle at a time, until it jerked back and withered, shooting blood from the severed ends. He half expected to hear a scream, but there was only silence around them.
"Did you call yet?" he panted.
"No, damit."
"Why not?"
"Because I am not going to call in people to see me like this. I'd rather die."

"See what?" Carson was stunned into amazement. He turned to find Emily, sexily naked from the waist down, being pumped by excited root-like tentacles. It was the sexist thing he'd ever seen. He forced the roots around his ankle to turn enough to face toward her. He squatted on the ground and watched. She was panting and pumping her pussy against the tentacle. It was obvious that she was enjoying it. Carson grabbed the waistband of his suit and began pulling it on, so the same couldn't happen to him.

"Are... are you enjoying this?" she asked sarcastically as she turned to see him watching her pump her pussy against the tentacles. Feeling suddenly exhausted, she closed her eyes and leaned back, allowing the tentacles to do all the work. Somehow, they had learned the art of lovemaking to a high degree. Emily began to suspect that she now knew what had killed off the animal life. They had died as she would, fucking a greedy, lecherous parasitical plant that would milk her of all her bodily fluids, and leave her shriveled body to rot in the dirt.

"Hell yes. You are one beautiful slut. Even you pussy hair glitters gold in the sunlight. I would give anything to eat that pussy of yours."

"If you get me out of this, you can eat it to your heart's content!" she screamed as her third orgasm struck her weakening body.

"It's a deal," he gasped, pulling on the roots around his foot. He suddenly remembered a pack of matches in his survival kit. He dug into the pocket on the side of his leg. It took only a moment to find the green box and paw it open. He lit his first match and touched it to the roots. The roots seemed to ignore it. He dropped the spent match, gathered up small sticks and grass, and built a pile beneath the bundle of tough roots. This time the fire flared up around the root, it withered, tightened briefly, then released his ankle. It disappeared so quickly into the nearby brush, that he could barely follow it's progress.

Carson hurried over to Emily, and alternately watched the tentacles sucking her pussy dry, while he built the pile of grass beneath it. He couldn't help it, he just had to pause and watch.
Emily had her eyes closed. She was thrusting mightily against the tentacles. Her pussy looked wet and delicious in the dim sunlight. He was tempted to bend down and insert a finger. Just a little taste wouldn't hurt. No, she had promised. He would help. He wanted more than a quick taste. He wanted to eat and fuck that golden little bitch until she couldn't stand on her own two feet.
"Your promise?" he asked again.

"Huh, what?" she asked. Her eyes flew open in surprise. She looked Carson up and down before she realized that he was free.
"Yeah, sure. Just..." she panted, closing her eyes again.
"Just what?" he asked, wondering how a thundering hardon would show up on the bio readouts back in the ship.

"Just wait a few minutes, until it's finished," she begged, the first civil words she had said to him.
"Sure," he said, first checking his surroundings, then squatting on the sparsely grassed sand. He was safe inside the suit. It was insulated so the plants couldn't find him. They stalked heat, not movement.

"Oh God yes," Emily panted, opening her sex clouded eyes and staring at Carson as she pumped against the plant. "I feel so damned sexy," she gasped, closing her eyes again. She panted in time with each sexy thrust. Her leg muscles bulged with the strain. Her stomach was washboard firm and nicely tanned, beneath the edge of the upper half of her suit. Carson took his life in his hands by lifting the lower edge of her suit with a black gloved hand. Her wonderful breasts appeared, bobbing as she rocked against the loving roots. Her eyes flashed open. He could clearly see her leering smile through the faceplate.

"Like it or not, you are going to fuck me to death once we reach the ship," she gasped. Her face twisted in passion. Carson moaned, feeling his cock trying to bust a hole through the front of his suit.

"Oh fuck!" Emily moaned, intensifying her attack. The tentacle increased it's tempo to meet her thrusts. Carson wondered how it knew. Did it have eyes? He stood and turned, surveying he plants around him. They just looked like bushes to him.

"Oh yes!" Emily screamed. She froze. Her face twisted in enjoyment. She licked her rich red lips, then bit her lower lip between her sparkling white teeth. She screamed just once, then fell exhausted on the ground.

"Ok, get me loose," Emily said, looking up at him. He ducked down and lit the pile of grass. The tentacles immediately withdrew. By pushing the pile of burning grass beneath the roots holding her ankles, they too disappeared. Emily struggled, but could to get to her feet. Carson found her suit and dressed her like a small child. She held on to him as her lower body slowly began to regain it's strength. He finally helped her to her feet and they began limping toward the ship.
"Don't tell anyone about this," she hissed in her suit radio.

"Don't worry, your secret is safe with me. I will remember it forever, of course."
"That's fine. We can come back here later. Next time, bring a weapon."
"What! You want to come back?" he asked in horror.
"Damned right. That was the best fuck of my life." ]]> Stories from the Net khurramqazi http://www.sexstoriespost.com/forums/showthread.php/27569-Tentacles Sexy Married Sister http://www.sexstoriespost.com/forums/showthread.php/27568-Sexy-Married-Sister?goto=newpost Thu, 02 Sep 2010 04:46:09 GMT I live in India -New Delhi. It was the best thing to have happened to me. I was not going around with any girl and till the age of 25 was not a MAN as yet. She was my neighbor's wife and was 30 years old- About 5 years elder to me. She was dark, big eyes and beautiful slim body- not sexy in any way but beautiful.We were very close to each other and use to share all our daily experiences with each other- sometimes she use to share with me her experiences with her husband also and always use to be complaining that her husband is very cold and does not satisfy her. We were so close that initially "that's what I thought" she use to consider me as her brother as she did not have one. But I always had a liking for her and wanted to have sex with her but never had the courage to say to her. One day she called me to her house when nobody was there. Since it was not rare for me to be with her when no one was there, I went over. She was dressed in one of the most sexy of her dresses and I had a hard on immediately. She noticed the bulg in my pants. We started talking to each other and to my surprise she asked me if I was a virgin. I said yes and said I would like to maintain it till my marriage as it was special for me. She said one must know before marriage what it is and should be able to keep the wife happy and not be like her husband. Then came what I had been waiting for 9 years - She said she would like to end my virginity and wanted to make me experienced. She just wanted pleasure for herself and took a promise from me that whenever she desired I would be available. I hesitated but could not control and soon I had her soft and beautiful lips on mine and we were kissing. We kissed for about 5 minutes before she started taking off my pants and my underwear and then came out by big bulged cork. She said it was not bad and quickly took in her mouth and it was not long before I cum and she took all in her mouth. She stood up and soon I was taking off her top and the her black bra and had her not so big but cute tits in my mouth and I sucked them like I have not sucked anything in my life.They were nice black tits and they tasted like chocolates. I wanted to have milk from them but she explained it to me that it was not possible. I always love women tits and feel they are one of the sexiest part of a women body. The first thing which attracts me are tits and though she did not have big ones, they were cute. They were sooo good.I sucked them for what seemed like 20 minutes and I enjoyed ever moment of it and had to put it off as we had to move forward. Soon her bottoms were also off and there we were standing both naked. I could not believe this day would come and I would be seeing her naked.. I had fantasied of having sex with her for 9 years and I will be honest I could masturbate 8 times a day thinking of her. She was so cool. Then we were soon lying on her bed and she guided me to the mystery hole and I was fucking her. Yes I was fucking her. We had sex about 6 times that day.. I was just coming so fast that I could not control it- she was very nice and supportive and said since it is my first time it will be like that. It was smooth and did not look like I was fucking a 30 year women mother of 1- she looked like 16 to me. It is one year since we are having sex- about 3 times in a week as we get a lot of opportunities, and every time it looks like first time to me. She has requested me not to marry and she will give me all the pleasures which I have agreed to. She is a women satisfying 2 men and is the best thing happened to me.I often stay at her house also and sleep in the same bed room in which she and her husband sleep- and in the night we have the husband sleeping with pills and we end up making love to each other. She is great and I will never regret not marrying any one for her. We are thinking of having a child also as she will pretend it is her husbands and I will take care of the baby.She has got lovely long black hair which is another thing which always turns me on. She is so beautiful and the only women with whom I have had sex- though I am the third man for her- she also has sex regularly with her domestic servant. She is also attracted to another neighbor doctor whom she visits regularly and will soon have sex with him also- all with my permission as I do not object to it- as long as she is satisfying me I have no problem.We have had sex at ever place possible- my office, car back seat, public park behind the bushes, her mother home which is in another city, her bedroom with her husband sleeping next to us and not knowing anything, her in laws room, in front of her small daughter, in her kitchen, in my bed room, in our neighbors house when they had been away, hotel room, in a jungle to which we went for a holiday, at my friends house when he was away, her sisters house, in the swimming pool shower, at the beach on a holiday, at a water park resort where we went to spend a day--- you name it and we have had sex there. She is just so beautiful that I really love her and she loves me and have pledged to keep each other satisfied. Whenever I am in a mood she never refuses and whenever she is in a mood she never refuses- It like that and we both love it.
:icon068: ]]> Stories from the Net khurramqazi http://www.sexstoriespost.com/forums/showthread.php/27568-Sexy-Married-Sister <![CDATA[A "Quiet" Night In]]> http://www.sexstoriespost.com/forums/showthread.php/27564-A-quot-Quiet-quot-Night-In?goto=newpost Wed, 01 Sep 2010 06:31:26 GMT by lostangelkira©

"And stay out, you freak!" the store owner growled as he tossed Matthew out on the sidewalk. Matt got to his feet, wincing as he felt blood running down his side, staining his new shirt, a large tear in the side. Sighing heavily, he took the shirt off to find a large, jagged gash in his side. He took his ruined shirt and tied it around him to stop the bleeding. As he walked through town, people either threw stuff at him or went out of their way to avoid him. Then again, what would anyone do when they ran into a monster like him?

Matthew is a vampire. His father was a brilliant geneticist and was working on a way to help cancer patients. But after someone tried to sabotage him, he tested his serum on himself and became a vampire. After that, he met Matt's mother, Robin, and they had him. Sadly, his father died in a car crash when he was seven. When he turned seventeen, he was captured by a crazy scientist and experimented on. He got away, but not before the scientist's experiments gave him black, feathered wings and a black furred tail.

Now, at eighteen, he was still living with his mom in his hometown, unable to get work because of what he was. There were some girls his age that liked to flirt and make out with him. He wanted more and they did too, but he always ended up getting the crap beat out of him by either the girl's brother, father or just some random person. He hated the way he was treated, but he'd learned to accept that he would always be alone.

"At least I can be out during the day," he sighed, enjoying the warm sunshine as he walked across the street to enter the hospital where his mother worked as a nurse. He gave a friendly wave to the young nurse at the main desk.

"What happened to you?" she asked, appearing concerned.

"Just another love tap from no one in particular," he said casually. "Nothing to worry about. Is my mom busy?"

"I'm not sure. Have a seat in Exam Room 2 and I'll be right in to get you bandaged once I give her a call."

"Thanks," Matt said, going across the hall to the exam room, closing the door and seating himself on the table.

There was a mirror on the back of the door. He took a good look at himself. He was an attractive guy; the lean build of a swimmer, short, yet messy black hair, bright red eyes, the face of an angel. Unfortunately, the only thing most people saw was a bloodsucking monster that doesn't feel. That isn't meant to exist. Before he got himself depressed, the nurse walked in. When she sat on a stool in front of him and undid his makeshift tourniquet, her scent invaded his nose. She smelled very, very good. There was something about her scent that made him want to rip her clothes off and jump her bones.

He fought the urge while she cleaned and bandaged the cut. This had been happening to him lately. Most women, he was fine, but there were some his age and older that would have that strange, intoxicating scent mingled with their usual scent that enthralled him, his body reacting very quickly. At that moment, he had loose-fitting pants on and snug underwear so the nurse didn't notice.

"There you go," the nurse said, patting the tape holding his bandage on. "How does that feel?"

"Feels perfect," he told her, giving her a smile, "Thank you. Most people aren't very friendly to me."

"Because they can't see you're the nicest guy around," she replied. "You're friendly, smart and very good-looking. You really have a lot going for you, but this town is so close-minded...It's sad really."

"You don't know the half of it," he said, inching closer to her, brushing her hand with his.

She continued looking at him as he stood and pulled her up to stand in front of him. Before she could say or do anything and before he came to his senses, he put a hand on the back of her head and pulled her forward as he leaned forward and planted a kiss on her. The second his lips touched hers, she wrapped around his neck, sighing quietly into his mouth as he pushed her back against the counter. As he started to unbutton her blouse, he heard the door open. Matt instinctively released the nurse and flung himself into the far corner, taking a defensive stance. When he saw it was only his mother, he relaxed.

"Um...I'm just going to go back to my desk," the nurse mumbled, quickly buttoning her shirt as she went back out, her face flushed.

"Again, Matthew?" his mother sighed. "What's gotten into you lately?"

"I don't know," he replied. "Things have been weird for me these days."

"Well, I'm done for the day and I'm off for the next couple of weeks," she said. "Ready to go home?"

"Yeah," he said.

They left the hospital together in his mother's car, the windows down. At every intersection they had to sit and wait on a red light, he caught that strange scent again, each time a different girl. When his attention was drawn to a thirteen or fourteen year old girl, he forced himself to look straight ahead, rolling his window up.

*Great. I'm not only a freak of nature, I have to be a pervert too.* he thought to himself as they went through the intersection. The ride was quiet the whole way to their house on the edge of town, their closest neighbors at least ten minutes away.

When they were safely at home, Matt got of the car, went into the house and straight to his room in the basement. It was the only place he felt safe when he was hungry for blood. If he didn't feed every six hours or so, he would burn in sunlight. This way, he didn't have to worry about it when he first wakes up. Stripping his clothes off, Matt went into his private bathroom and took a cold shower. It helped get rid of the insane feelings of lust he'd been feeling lately and allowed him to think again. Once he was cooled off, he got out of the shower, redressed and went upstairs.

"Matt, you ok?" his mother asked as he sat down at the kitchen table, busy cooking dinner. "You've been real quiet since we left the hospital and I heard the shower running for nearly an hour and a half."

"I'm fine, mother," he said, smiling a little. "What's for dinner?"

"Meatloaf," she replied, setting the oven timer.

"My favorite. So, what do you want to do tonight?"

"How about we watch a movie? There's quite a selection of movies on TV tonight."

"Sounds great," he said, getting up and grabbing a soda from the fridge.

Yet again, he caught that strange scent again. His stomach twisted into knots when he realized it was coming from his mother. As he turned around, he noticed his mother rubbing her temples and taking what looked like aspirin. When she got up to check a pan of potatoes on the stove, he went over and looked at the bottle on the table. He nearly fell over from shock. She wasn't taking aspirin; she was taking meds for menstrual cramping. Now he knew what it was drawing his attention; the scent of a fertile female that's ready to be bred. He set the pills back on the table.

"I'm going to work outside for a while," he told her. "Tell me when dinner's ready."

"Alright. Be careful, sweetheart!" she called after him.

Once he was outside, he popped open his drink and drank the entire thing within minutes. Matt began with weeding the garden, ignoring any cuts he received. He pushed himself; mowing the lawn, fixing the back porch, anything he could find to do, he did it. Matt hoped to work himself until he was so wiped out, he would be able to eat dinner without flipping out and attacking his mother and go straight to bed.

"Dinner!" his mother called as he hammered the last nail into the new stair he'd put in on the back porch.

Feeling half dead on his feet, Matt trudged inside and sat at the table. His mom put another soda on the table next to his plate. As he piled his plate high, his mother's scent started to make his body react. He didn't say anything other than simple answers to whatever his mother asked him, trying to finish quickly so he could put distance between them. He didn't want to hurt his mother, she was all he had in the world. When he finished and was about to take his plate and put it in the sink, his mother grabbed his wrist. He remained in his seat.

"Matthew, you've been acting really weird ever since we got home and I'm worried about you. What's wrong?" she asked.

"Nothing's wrong. I'm just tired," he replied. She didn't release him.

"Please, Matt, you know I can tell when you're hiding something," she said softly. "I just want to help you."

"I can't tell you this. I'm sorry, I just can't," he said, getting up and putting his plate in the sink. "I love you and I don't want to hurt you. It's better if you don't know."

"It's alright, Matthew. You can tell me anything."

"Not this. If I told you, you wouldn't want to be anywhere near me. You'd be like everyone else in town and I won't be able to take it. I've lost dad. All my friends have moved away and have lives of their own. You're the only thing I have left and to have you see me the way everyone else does, it would kill me."

"Matthew--"

"End of discussion," he interrupted, walking quickly out of the kitchen and into his room, closing the door behind him.

He went down the stairs and over to his bed, sitting on the edge. Matt held his head in his hands, trying to get himself calm again so he could sleep. When that didn't work, he took another cold shower. But this time, it didn't help, his erection rock hard and nearly purple in spite of his fingers and toes turning blue from the water. Sighing heavily, he turned the water off, stepped out and dried off, wrapping the towel around his hips as he stepped back into the bedroom. As he sat back down on his bed, he heard his door open and close.

"Please, just leave me alone," he said, straining to keep himself still as his mother's scent flooded his nose and made his arousal throb and hurt. "I don't want to hurt you."

"I know you won't hurt me, Matthew," his mother said as she came over and sat beside him.

"I won't be able to control myself if you don't leave now," he whispered harshly. "Please, leave."

"Not until you tell me what's going on," she told him, placing her hand on his shoulder.

Matt didn't think, he just turned and pinned his mother to his bed, ripping her shirt off her body along with her bra, then her pants and underwear, the whole time kissing her roughly. When he looked into her eyes and saw how frightened she was, he stopped. Using what willpower he had, he flung himself away from her and into the nearest corner, holding his knees against his chest, tears beginning to fall down his face.

"I'm sorry, mother," he said quietly. "I'm so sorry. I can't help myself."

"Why? Why did you...do that?"

"You're fertile, ready to have children. I can smell it on you and every other woman or girl I get close to. I get aroused. I can't control it and that's why I've been all over so many girls." He wept quietly. "It hurts so much, but I can't get close to anyone. I just want it to stop. I just want to be normal."

Matt cringed when he felt her touch his shoulder again.

"Matthew, honey, look at me," she told him. It took him a few minutes, but he was able to bring himself to look her in the eyes.

"I'm sorry you have an animal like me for a son," he whispered, a few more tears falling down his face.

"You are not an animal, Matthew. You're my son and I love you. I hate to see you in so much pain."

He closed his eyes as she stroked his hair, making him purr softly. Matt jerked when he felt her lips on his, his eyes snapping open.

"Mom?"

"Shhh, let me help you ease your pain," she told him. "Your father told me something like this would happen and I want to do this for you. Please let me help you. I love you."

In a state of semi-shock, he allowed his mother to help him up and lead him to the bed, pulling the towel from around his hips and sitting him back down. He shook all over as his mother sat beside him, totally naked.

"It's going to ok, Matthew," she whispered in his ear. Matt watched intently as she reached over and grabbed his rock hard cock.

He moaned loudly as she started to stroke him up and down. He'd never felt so good, even when he'd done this himself. Matt let her stroke him for a while, kissing her cheek and neck while she did. After a while, he pinned her down to the bed again, forcing her legs open around his hips. Growling low in his throat, he latched onto her right nipple, suckling as he put a hand on her sex and rubbed it, getting her hot.

His growl shot up in volume when he felt his mother undulate under him, moaning. Feeling her get slick, Matt slid a finger gently in his mother's hot pussy, into the place he came out of eighteen years prior. She cried out in orgasm, shaking all over.

He held her, continuing his gentle ministrations. When she calmed again, she pulled his head up and kissed him hard, with passion he'd never seen before. He broke the kiss as he lunged forward, burying himself in her with one hard stroke. His mother cried out and held him to her with all her strength as he pistoned in and out of her violently. His mind was a blank slate as he thoroughly fucked his mother, the pressure in him spiking to dangerous levels.

Matthew was right on the edge, ready to go over, but he remained there. He just pumped harder, tears of exertion and frustration stinging his eyes. His mother clung to him for dear life, coming on him several times and close to passing out, her head kicked back and exposing her throat. A vicious growl ripped through his chest as he stared at her throat, his fangs running out and throbbing. She looked up at him, not the least bit frightened by him.

His mother pulled him down to where he was lying flat on her, her face tucked against his neck. When he felt her hold his head in place and bite down on the side of his throat, he totally lost it. He struck like a cobra, sinking his fangs into her soft, delicate throat. The feeding, coupled with his need and the bite from his mother sent him toppling over the precipice he'd stood on for far too long.

His whole body convulsed as his orgasm tore through him, his cock buried as far as it could go in her, pumping thick, scalding hot cum into her body. This caused her to go off again too, her sex gripping him so hard it bordered on pain for the both of them. They remained like that for ten minutes, maybe more, before Matt sealed the bite on his mother's throat and rolled off to the side, his mom following to keep him in her.

He held her lightly, in case she panicked and wanted to get away from him. For the first time in weeks, he felt like his old self again.

"I'm sorry," he told her, feeling so much guilt for what he'd done. "I never wanted this. I..."

"This isn't your fault," she interjected, lightly stroking his chest. The soft touch made him purr, pressing himself into her hand. "It's something you can't control and that's going to be a part of your life. It's just the way things are and that's ok. And I wanted to do this. You didn't force me to do anything. Don't beat yourself up over it."

"But I...I just want to have a family, a life of my own. Is that so much to ask for?"

"You will get that in time, Matthew. I know it."

"How? How am I going to achieve that when this whole damn town wants me dead?"

"I'll help you," she told him, reaching around to stroke his wings and tail, making him shudder. "For now, just relax and get some rest." She kissed his chest, then his throat before tucking her face into his neck.

"Thank you," he whispered as he drifted into a dreamless, peaceful sleep. ]]> Stories from the Net khurramqazi http://www.sexstoriespost.com/forums/showthread.php/27564-A-quot-Quiet-quot-Night-In <![CDATA[A Sister's Love (part 3)]]> http://www.sexstoriespost.com/forums/showthread.php/27563-A-Sister-s-Love-(part-3)?goto=newpost Wed, 01 Sep 2010 06:28:48 GMT by mintabal3239©

"She is right. Your relationship with your brother is in the same category."

"Do you know of other instances where brother-sister love had occurred?" The doctor smiled broadly as if she was happy I asked that question.

"I know many. They come here. Most have been chance occurrences, and a few have involved force, short of rape. But I know one instance rather well where the sister loved her brother with a lover's passion, but the brother loved his sister with a brother's love."

"How did it end?"

"Sadly of course. Not many girls have your energy and your determination. She did not have the courage to declare her love. Her brother to this day does not know how passionately his sister loved him. He is now married and has a happy family."

"She?"

"She married her profession and lives a spinster."

"Is she still sad?"

"Time heals, as you know, but on occasions she does think of him and sheds tears of self pity." The doctor was silent for a while.

"You say you seduced him," continued the doctor. "I am curious to know how you managed it. Why don't you write your story? I would very much like to read it."

"I write about myself. I'll give you those papers," I said.

The only photograph in her house was a small framed one on her dressing table. It is a picture of her brother as a young man.

I am almost certain that the doctor is that woman. Why else should she be not just supportive but actually encourage me as if I have achieved what she could not.

* * *

The story ends there. Some days later I met the doctor to return the papers.

"How did you find the story?" she asked.

"Extraordinary," I said.

"Did you find it believable?"

"Of course, every word of it. What happened to Mahesh?"

"A year and a half later her mother died. One day she came and wanted the copper T removed. She was going to a distant unknown place where she will start life anew as her brother's wife. For almost two years I did not hear from her. I suspect she did not want others to know where she lived. A month ago I receive a letter form her. She says she is happy in her new place. She sent this snap."

The doctor opened her hand bag and took out a snap. It was a photograph of a six-month old baby.

"Rounds off the story nicely, does it not?" she said.

"It does," I said. ]]> Stories from the Net khurramqazi http://www.sexstoriespost.com/forums/showthread.php/27563-A-Sister-s-Love-(part-3) <![CDATA[A Sister's Love (part 2)]]> http://www.sexstoriespost.com/forums/showthread.php/27562-A-Sister-s-Love-(part-2)?goto=newpost Wed, 01 Sep 2010 06:26:35 GMT by mintabal3239

"Need sugar?" He chuckled. I was happy to hear him laugh. I thought he would be very nervous.

"Not sugar darling, it is quite sweet. A pinch of salt may improve it." I chuckled too.

We left the theater shortly before the intermission. On the ride back I asked my brother to drive his vehicle into a pot hole filled with water and splash mud on my sari. He did so. I went home and had a good excuse to wash my sari. Chennai's complaining drivers please note: pot holes have their uses too!

I cleaned up as soon as we reached home. I could never have imagined that one discharge can soak a whole pallav, or one movie session saturate front and back of a pair of knickers so thoroughly.

22 January 2003

My brother and I are like newly weds waiting for the nuptials. Whenever we get a chance we cuddle and fondle with my hand on his cock and his hand on my pussy, alas over the clothes.

I return from my store early today giving headache as excuse for half day's leave. I have a job to do. I have a married colleague in my store Parvathy, who speaks of sexual matters with frankness that sets me and Mohana, an unmarried colleague, squirming. We squirm, but we listen nevertheless. Its seems that her husband used to like her clean shaven during the first two years of married life but now wants her to sport a heavy brush. He is not satisfied with what she is able to grow.

"Why don't you try the men's hair growth tonic," said Mohana who had a streak of humour in her. The senior colleague was not amused.

I do not know what my brother's fancy was regarding woman's pubic hair, but I wanted his first viewing to be unimpeded. I wonder if I am a shameless woman. Most women would be dreading the day when they have to expose themselves to a man, but I am waiting for that day and preparing assiduously for it. I suppose having a brother for lover makes it all different.

I used my brother's razor to shave my pussy. I usually only trim it with scissors but now I gave it its first shave. It is not as difficult as I thought it would be. Some broad swipes, but the inner leaves needed steady hands. I examined it in my hand mirror. I do not consider the pussy an object of beauty. No woman does, but men do and that's what really matters. My pussy is smooth and ready for inspection by the commander-in-chief.

23 January 2003

My mother had gone to Chinglepet for a wedding. Thursday was weekly holiday for my brother. My brother knows that I have exchanged my weekly off day with a colleague to be at home that day. My heart is thudding as much from excitement as fear. My mother leaves home early and was expected back only in the evening.

I served breakfast to my brother. He squatted on a mat with a plantain leaf spread in front of him. I place one rice cake on the leaf, and he poured himself chutney. He is a gulper; soon I served him another. As I bend down he looked up into my valley which I had exposed liberally for his benefit. He smiled and I smiled back. I could feel a warm surge pass over my face.

"Is that pallav necessary?" It was certainly unwanted. I removed it and tucked it to my waist.

"Better." Soon the time for the next serving arrived. I bend down and serve. He looked up again.

"Too many hooks," he said. I released the top two hooks of my blouse. I had no bra on that day in honour of the occasion. I looked up seeking approval. He shook his head: not adequate. I removed one more hook. No satisfaction yet. I removed them all. The blouse is open and the breasts are exposed. He lifted up his left hand and reached for one breast. He passed his hand over it and then gently pressed it. His hand wandered off to the other breast. The tit of that breast got his attention. He pinched it and then he pressed it in, and then watched it plop out. He then started eating rapidly as if some important job was awaiting him.

"Slow down," I said, "and you have to eat one more than the usual five. You will need extra energy."

"Extra energy, why?" He winked. If he expected me to crumble in shame he was mistaken. I replied brazenly.

"I thought you would know; I'll explain after breakfast." There is no time when a sister cannot tease a brother. He finished and washed his hands. I disposed off the plantain leaf in the garbage bin. I stood in the room with coffee tumbler in hand. He wiped his hands on a towel hanging from the line. His eyes were on me. I was fidgeting.

"With the blouse open partly revealing those magnificent breasts you look like a temple goddess," he said.

"Have coffee," I said to change the topic.

"No I want milk," he said pointing to my breasts.

"I don't think there is any milk there."

"Any objections if I try." I suddenly felt very motherly to him.

"No my darling, no objection whatsoever. Come to me your sister and suck. I would love to feel your lips on my tits." I came closer to him. I placed the coffee tumbler on the table and removed my blouse altogether. I placed a hand on the back of his neck and brought his head close to one breast and with the other hand lifted it up and placed the tit on his lips. He looked up and met my eye. There was no shame, no blush in me. I was smiling with affection for someone whom I have loved in some way or the other all my remembered days. He first plucked the tit with his lips and then he caught the tit between his upper lip and slightly protruded tongue and started sucking.

"Cover your teeth with your lips and bite honey." My tit needed hard pressure. He did so. A thrill passed through me. "It's wonderful," I said softly. I was unable to stand. I slowly sat on the mattress on the floor careful not to lose touch with his lips. I was now resting with back on the wall. My brother was lying with head on my lap and sucking away like a baby and I was making the crooning noises mothers make. Like mothers I soon detached his lips from one breast and attached it on to the other. I wonder if suckling mothers feel the sensation I felt. Even at that moment when I was yet to unite with him I imagined that it was the baby I bore for him that was sucking. It was a great sensation and I was making clicking noises each time the sensation peaked. Then suddenly the nipples ceased to have any sensation. My pussy now felt hot.

Without being aware of it I was bending my knees and spreading my thighs and at the same time drawing my sari upwards. I was now pressing his head downwards towards the pussy. He let go off the tit and was now staring at my pussy for I had spread my thighs and lifted my feet up in the air displaying my pussy, overflowing with juices, for him to see.

"Far better than what I imagined it would be," he said. His voice was hoarse with awe.

"So you have been imagining."

"Of course I have. For years, you were always my fantasy baby. You have shaved it."

"Using your razor."

"Indeed, that was why when I was shaving this morning I got a hard-on." This was really funny. I laughed.

"Yes, God promise, I did." He kissed my pussy and then he drew back a little to examine it. He passed his fingers over the mound and the outer leaf. With his index and thumb he spread the inner leaves. I was now fully on my back with my thighs spread so widely that they were on the side of the body almost touching the mattress. My brother lifted up the clit hood to see the tense clitoris.

"Quite angry your clitoris," he said.

"It is putting on a mighty display in your honour."

"May I touch it?"

"Of course, but only with your tongue." He dropped on his knees and gently kissed the clitoris. I used both hands to spread the inner leaves till the clitoris protruded like a button. He touched with the tip of his long and pointed tongue. A thrill passed up my body. Then he licked. An indescribable sensation racked my body. I now moved my thighs as wide as it would go and then I brought down my feet on the mattress and lifted up my pelvis, and as I lifted my pelvis I pressed his head down firmly with both my hands. I went through this cycle of motion again and again. He speeded up and I was moving in frenzy and then he stopped. When he restarted soon after he was licking slowly in broad swipes. I felt as if I was falling off a cliff. It was a sensation words cannot describe. I screamed a muffled scream as I had an orgasm of unimaginable intensity.

"O! My darling brother this is just divine," I said. "Now fuck me." I used the word for the first time. He climbed on top of me. His cock was large and angry with thick veins coursing over it. I held it. It was hot. I took it to my pussy. I inserted it. My pussy was so wet that it went in producing a momentary sharp pang as the membrane ruptured—my brother was taking my virginity, what more could a girl want.

He is pumped and I moved my pelvis to his rhythm. Soon he ejaculated; my orgasm coincided. He waited for me and then gave me another. Later my brother said that girls do not generally have orgasm in their first.

"Generally they don't, because generally it is not the brother who does it," I said.

We lay hugging each other in our nakedness. My brother wanted me to wash but I held my thighs tightly together. I wanted to hold his precious semen inside me for as long as possible. I knew the danger, but the danger enhanced the pleasure. Then I got up and washed and went on with household chores. My brother slept.

26 January 2003

Mother is on one of her rare visits to relatives. She has gone to Manali to condole an aunt who had lost her husband. We get our second chance. At his request I undressed and sat crouching on a stool with both feet on the stool. Probably this was the pose in his favourite nude photo. From where he sat my brother could see parts of my breasts with my pussy exposed between my fully flexed hips. He sat and admired and then he crawled towards me and applied his tongue to my pussy.

"Anything you want," he asked hospitably.

"I want to take in my mouth," I said. Only a sister could have been so bold. He sat on a chair with leg stretched and spread. His cock was waving in the air. I crouched on the floor between his legs. I caught his cock in my hand. It was hot. I ran my fingers along the shaft and then did the same with the tip of my nose, and then with my lips. I retracted the foreskin and kissed the rose. My brother tenderly rubbed my cheeks and played with my lips and then entwining his fingers in my hair. By now the cock was large and throbbing. I touched his balls. It was smooth. I took it into my mouth. It was quite a mouthful. I retracted the foreskin and plopped the rose in and out of my mouth. I encircled the flare of the rose with my lips and rubbed it in and out. He moaned. I took the cock as deep into the throat as possible and then I pulled it out. I took it out, looked up and smiled.

"Like it?" I asked.

"Very much so," he said. Brother was holding my head with both his hands and moving his hips. I was working with speed for I could sense that he cannot hold it any longer. And then he poured. I took it all in my mouth, each spurt as it shot out, and I swallowed it without spilling a drop. Some leaked out of the angles of the mouth, but with my long tongue I licked my lips. Then I took out the cock which as now shrivelled and licked every bit I could squeeze out.

"Need salt?" he asked.

"No," I said, "it is perfect."

Then we lay down with me holding his cock in my mouth and he with head between my thighs with lips on my pussy. His face was wet with my juices. We snoozed.

I got up and checked the time. Mother's arrival was still a couple of hours away. My brother was sleeping soundly. He has the innocent face of a baby while he slept. I have a momentary pang of guilt for driving him along paths that by himself he would not dare step on. Then I am strong again.

I wanted him to have some more fun. I sat in the pose that he seems to fancy with hips fully flexed and feet tucked in close to the body. 'Mano," I called. After repeated calls he opened his eyes. The first thing that caught his eyes must have been my pussy pepping from between my thighs. He was must thought he was dreaming. Then he woke up, looked up at me and smiled. He crawled towards my pussy and started licking. Soon I was on my back with feet in the air vibrating my hips to his stimulation. I have a massive orgasm and then he comes on top of me and I insert. We have orgasms together. He rolls off.

"Come on, wash," he said.

"No. I want to keep it within me as long as possible," I said. He looked at me uncertainly. Then he went to the bathroom.

Once again I hold my thighs tightly together to keep his precious semen in my vagina. It is madness, I know, but I cannot help myself. It is my fervent prayer that my self-willed obstinacy does not harm those whom I hold precious. After a while I reluctantly go out to wash for mother arrival time was nearing.

6 February 2003

Our honeymoon continued. We get time for sex very infrequently and that only for quick ones. We tried various positions like I suppose all newly weds do. The woman on top I found very exhausting and the doggie uncomfortable. Man on top is the best for I can hug my brother and press my breasts against his chest.

We are very careful not to demonstrate our affection for each other in front of mother lest she suspect. But mother who knew every one of my moods one day looked at me in a peculiar way. She smiled a wry smile.

"Have you fallen in love Mahesh," she asked.

"What makes you say such a funny thing," I responded somewhat sharply.

"The sparkle in your eyes and body language is not just of a girl who has fallen in love; it is as if you are in the thick of your honeymoon."

"I have not fallen in love and if you think I am as happy as a girl in her honeymoon the best you can do to keep me in that happy state is by not bringing in fresh boys for bride viewing," I said.

We took no care at all about pregnancy. We used no contraceptives at all. It was sheer madness.

4 March 2003

Today is worrying time for me. Strangely enough when the event happened I was thrilled. I went with my brother to shop in T. Nagar for a sari for mother. The sales woman while she was billing our choice smiled and asked how long it was since we were married. 'Wait a minute. I'll guess' she said, and then came out with the answer. 'Four weeks.' I was thrilled that she should mistake us for a married couple. I turned to my brother and reached for his hand. 'Almost correct,' I said. 'Have a baby soon,' she said, 'don't do this silly family planning stuff my daughter is doing.' It was on the bus on my way back that I started worrying. I have gone out many times with my brother, but this was the first time someone has mistaken him for my husband. Was there a change in our body language that made others mistake us? What if our neighbours suspect. What if mother suspects. Has reckoning time come.

16 March 2003

The expected happens—my periods are overdue by three days. Deep down I feel I am with child. It was in the early morning conscience hour that I realise the enormity of the problem confronting me. I shiver. I do not regret my action. If placed in similar circumstances again I would do what I did. But there is no gainsaying that for an unmarried girl living with her family I am in a terrible state. The only person to whom I can go for assistance is my brother. But he would be of no use for something like this. I am however not without resources. I have heard of Dr. Gopika of the nearby Government Medical College Hospital who terminated the pregnancy of my colleague Parvathy in my department store. She spoke highly of her skill and kindness and particularly appreciated her for not chiding her about her foolishness in getting into this state in spite of all the contraceptive methods available. My case would strain the liberal attitude of the doctor the limit. My colleague was a married woman with two children. I had no idea what the doctor would think of a girl like me. I have no choice but to face the problem.

19 March 2003

Preliminary lab test are all over. I meet the doctor for the first time. Dr. Gopika was about fifty, broad faced, with streaks of grey in her hair and a sincere smile. She studied the results of the investigations and came to the point straight away.

"Unmarried?"

"Yes."

"You are pregnant. If you want to get married to the person responsible my social worker and I can help."

"No," I said.

"Why not? We have a lot of success in making it all right." I hesitated. There must have been something in my body language that made the perceptive doctor suspect the nature of my problem. Suddenly the attitude of the doctor changed. She rose, came round to where I sat, and with her face close to me she looked into my eyes and spoke tenderly. "Tell me my dear, who is the man."

"He is my brother." The doctor did not react at all.

"He seduced you, or was a chance occurrence, or did he force you?"

"I seduced him."

"You seduced him? Are you sure you are not trying to protect him."

"I planned it." Her response was unexpected. She smiled. My colleague in the store was right. This doctor did not waste time on what had already happened. The next question was immensely practical.

"Do you want to continue the relationship?"

"Yes I want to very much," I said.

"Use condom, and for additional precaution I will insert a copper T. When you want pregnancy I can remove it." Was the doctor actually encouraging me to continue the relationship? I do not know.

"Come tomorrow morning on an empty stomach. Can you bring your mother?"

"No," I said. The doctor must have noted the horror in my answer.

"Don't worry. Your secret is safe with me. Please be assured that only I know of your brother's part in it. No one in the department knows it. Keep it a secret. Bring your brother, that one."

"I have only one brother. I will bring him."

That night I was miserable. The thought of destroying my brother's baby growing in my womb was devastating. I cannot even weep to let out my feelings lest my mother note my swollen eyes and institute enquiries. But I could not help shedding some tears. But I had no choice. I swore before God that I will never allow such a situation to happen again.

20 March 2003

I was at the minor operation theatre at the appointed hour. A nurse called me in and made me lie on a couch. I felt a prick and then some vague sense of people talking in whispers. When I woke up from the induced sleep I was in the bed with my brother by my side. I could never have guessed that terminating of pregnancy caused by sex with one's own brother could be so devoid of hassles.

12 April 2003

I met the doctor several times after the operation. I needed only one review but the doctor seemed to have taken a fancy to me. At times she invited me to her home. One day I asked her the reason why she was not angry for my having sex with my brother.

"I could see that your passion was great," she said. "Even if I thought what you were doing was something horrible I would not have told you not to for you cannot help yourself."

"You do not think it is wrong."

"It is against the law, and that is wrong. But if two people love each other with extraordinary passion that cannot be wrong irrespective of the relationship between them. Do you know of any married woman with children who falls in love with a man and wants to leave her family and go to him?"

"I know. My classmate's mother did that."

"Do you think it was wrong?"

"Yes I did then; especially because it made my classmate so sad."

"Now?"

"I have not thought about it. May be I will take a more lenient view."

"That woman should not be condemned. The husband, her children, and society should accept it."

"Later on that classmate accepted the change. When we her friends say harsh things about her father she would defend him saying that he could not help it." ]]> Stories from the Net khurramqazi http://www.sexstoriespost.com/forums/showthread.php/27562-A-Sister-s-Love-(part-2) <![CDATA[A Sister's Love (part 1)]]> http://www.sexstoriespost.com/forums/showthread.php/27561-A-Sister-s-Love-(part-1)?goto=newpost Wed, 01 Sep 2010 06:23:27 GMT by mintabal3239


"Did your brother force you?" asked the doctor.

"No" she said, "I seduced him."

It was at a marriage reception that Dr. Gopika, gynaecologist in a local medical college hospital, who knew of my interest in human sexual behaviour, told me about a diary of a former young patient of hers that she thought may be of value to me. The next day itself I collected the roll of loose sheets tied up with string.

It was not a diary really; the girl had jotted down certain happenings in her life on paper cut out from her old school notebooks. The girl wrote in Tamil in her print like hand. I present my translation hoping that I have managed to preserve the tone of her writing. Apart from excluding matter of no relevance to the story I have not tampered with the text.

* * *

12 Sep. 2002

I once considered as unrealistic stories and movies in which lovers crazed by unfulfilled love hold hands and jump off cliffs. Not any more. I now know there is no limit to what lovers can do when in the frenzy of their passion. I am afflicted. No, I am not thinking of jumping off cliffs. I want to do something even more frightening than that. Movie story writers will not dare deal with the theme of my affliction. The person to whom I have lost my heart is my blood brother. Incest they say is against nature. Religions prohibit it, and it is against law of this land. All very good reasons to steer clear of it, but I have no control over my feelings.

My brother loves me too, which is natural enough; but I do not know if is it just the deep love a brother has for his only sister, or I am in his sexual fantasies. Most of the time when he looks at me it does not affect me, but at times there is something in the look that sends a thrill through my body. If he were to call me at those times he pronounces my name Mahesh with an intonation that quite blows me over. Deep down I am sure he has sexual thoughts about me at those times. My greatest worry is that he might develop interest in another girl. The very thought of his being with another girl gets me tensed up. I will not allow that to happen, I won't.

I do not know how it started. I always loved my only brother as any sister would. In my eighteenth year he became the object of my sexual fantasies. Maybe all sisters hold their older brothers as their fantasy objects at some phase in their lives. In my case however it became more intense till it is now all absorbing. His image is in my mind's eye all the time. When I see a man's face in a poster the face changes to that of my brother. At times young men who come to my counter in the department store where I am a sales person look so like my brother that I smile at them in an intimate way. Some of these men get excited; I have put on a stern face to shake them off. I think of him and him alone while masturbating which I seem to be doing very often these days.

My brother, who at 23 is two years older then me, is quite ordinary looking: medium height and medium build with a somewhat flat face. His eyes are not particularly large but they sparkle. May be only I see the sparkle for he has not been doing too well in job interviews. He is a clerk in a shop selling bicycles. Nothing much, but better than driving an auto that my father did almost till a few days before his death. My job is better too than my mother's; she has been a top servant woman for as long as I can remember.

My brother is a gentle person. He always wants to help others. Everyone in our street likes him. We live in a crowded by-lane in Purasawalkam. Even by Chennai standards it is dense with people. The children call him Mano anna (elder brother) and the grown ups call him Mano thambi (younger brother). There are two girls in the houses opposite ours who have an eye on my brother. One of them is quite pretty. They are very friendly with me because I am his sister. Little do they know that I consider them my rivals and hate them from the bottom of my heart.

7 October 2002

I love Mondays. It is my off day. His office time is ten. My mother leaves at seven after preparing rice cakes for our breakfast. My mother and I are up early. We take our bath before the brother who is a late riser. He needs hot water. When I ask my mother why I do not get hot water for my bath (except on very cold days in January) she says that women must do with cold water. Ours is a society in which men get everything. When we have chicken for dinner my brother gets the drum sticks, one for lunch and one for supper. My mother and I have to do with the wings.

On Mondays I can watch my brother take his bath by peeping from an opening I have enlarged in the kitchen window. He takes his bath in the open. He wears a thin towel round his waist. When it gets wet it sticks to his genitals, and I watch with fascination. His scrotum is funny. Just before he pours water on himself I can see it hanging loose. As soon as he wets himself it becomes tight. The penis is a funny thing too. At times it is small and shrivelled, and at times it becomes thicker and longer. I believe the penis becomes thick and hard during sexual intercourse. I have not seen an erect one in man. I have seen it many times in the donkey of a dhobi who lives nearby. His donkey often strays into our area. Its cock becomes really long and thick. Once it was standing behind a female donkey and was nibbling its tail. Its cock was monstrous. I wanted to see how the cock goes into the female donkey's vagina. Then inexplicably the female donkey ran away. I was disappointed. It is funny isn't that the only two organs in the body that change visibly in shape are the parts of male's genitals. Does it mean that the male is more powerful than the female and is entitled to both the drum sticks?

12 Oct 2002

I can feel by the way a man looks at me whether he is just appreciating me as a woman or is eating me up with lust. I suppose all women get the feeling. With my brother I am not sure. At times I feel it is not quite brotherly appreciation of a sister. I wish he would look at me with lust that so many who come to my store do. I must be pretty for them to do so. My mother thinks I am the prettiest girl in the neighbourhood. I do not think so; the girl in the opposite house I have spoken about before is much prettier. I like to think that I resemble actress Snega. Her face I fancy is like mine, or rather the other way about. She is much taller though. All the girls I know think they resemble one actress or the other.

My brother likes actress Meera Jasmine. He has a picture of her stuck to the inside of his cupboard door. I approve of his choice. She is about my height and build. The actor I like is Vijay. My brother does not understand what I see in someone who looks like any young man in the street. I like him because he has a distant resemblance to my brother: size, body structure and shape of the head. The face is different. Like my brother Vijay is also slow to show emotion. I am able to relate to him. I cannot relate to a he-man like Vikram who is my brother's favourite actor.

Movies and movie songs are the only entertainment for most people in this country. We rarely visit theatres. It is too expensive for us. There are so many movies on TV each day in the many channels that one need not go to theatres to see them unless you want to see them fresh. I do not like TV serials. In an effort to end each episode on a high note the producers distort the stories. Moreover in serials most of the characters seem to be bad people. That is not so in movies, and certainly not so in real life.

I like love scenes. I used to think that only men want fight scenes. It is not so. Many women like it too. I close my eyes during the fight scenes, especially when Vijay is involved. I am disappointed with the way lover do their part in our movies. With all that paint on the face, and the lights and the heat, and the dozen technicians watching it is not easy to do love scenes realistically. I am not bothered if the actors are not doing it well. I imagine it is my brother and I who are making love and I do a very good job of it. At times I do it so well that I become very moist in my pussy and I have to wash myself.

25 Nov 2002

Today is to me a day that I have been dreading, but which most girls would be eagerly waiting for—a young man is visiting my home to 'view' me, an essential first step in arranging matches. It turned out to be the most memorable day in my life. The reason why it is memorable day has nothing to do with the man who visited. A week before I could sense that the day of 'bride viewing' was not far off. Mother was extra kind to me, and when our eyes met she smiled an oily smile. On Saturday we had chicken for lunch and surprise of surprises I got to eat one whole drum stick. Shortly after that she told me that the next day the boy with his parents and an uncle are visiting. I protested, but mother promised that nothing will happen without my consent. During the course of the day she told me about them apparently to get me into a receptive frame of mind. It seems the father and son are owners of a busy shop in nearby Tana Street, and that they own double storey brick house and not single storey partly thatched one like what we own, and so on and so forth.

"What harm is there in just allowing them a visit," said my brother. I had no choice but to agree.

They came an hour late. That was the custom. Later when we serve snacks and coffee the father or the uncle would say that they had coffee in a friend's house just before they came here. This was to give the impression that they had viewed another girl, and that we had competition.

I had to remain inside till called for. Of course I could see them from my hide. In this case there was only one young man in the party, but on occasions the girl will have the problem of decided which of the men was the hero of the day. My man was of medium height and lean. The mother did not seem formidable, and his only sister, a married woman, was not traditional sister-in-law material. Of the two older men I decided, for some unexplainable reason, that the fatter one was the uncle. It turned out to be so.

For some time the talk was about friends and relatives in the hope of finding a common friend. Mother then offered snacks which after the usual protest they accepted. She served jangiri, a sweet, and muruku, a savoury. They will of course eat with their fingers. The important point in tradition is that the items served should be so dry that there would be no need to wash hands. Washing hands is bad omen.

It was my duty to serve coffee. I dressed in my best sari, replaced my trinket ear rings for real gold ones, and my gilded neck ornament for real gold chain. Like all girls, whether willing or not for the arrangement, I came out in my very best. Therein lay an important point in female psychology—no girl likes rejection. At a signal from my mother I stepped in rather like a circus animal entering the ring. I carried a tray with coffee in stainless steel tumblers. I offered coffee to the father and the uncle and then to the young man. To serve women before the senior men was unthinkable. I did not meet the eye of the young man when I offered him coffee. The mother smiled and so did the sister. I rather liked the sister. They seemed pleased.

I did not have to face pressure from my mother to say yes to the offer. It was true that the father owned a shop and that his business flourished, but it was a shop selling Indian made foreign liquor, namely brandy and whisky. Selling liquor is not respectable, especially with my mother who had enough problems with a husband was never missed his daily dose of arrack, an Indian made Indian liquor.

We gave the usual excuse that I wished to do 'further studies'.

"Please leave me alone," I told mother. Later when I was alone in the room with my brother I told him not to bother me with more offers unless it is someone so like him that there was no difference.

"I that case I must offer myself," he said.

"That is what I dream of," I said. I met his eye and smiled coquettishly. He smiled a very loving and tender smile.

"Mischievous imp," he said and catching me by the head he kissed me on the

cheek. Brothers and fathers kissing grown up sisters or daughters is not the practice in our culture. This first kiss sent a thrill down my spine.

"What about the other one," I said. My voice quavered for I was trembling. He kissed my other cheek.

"What about this," I said pointing to my pouting lips. We then hugged and kissed on the lips as if we were lovers. As far as I was concerned we were indeed lovers from that moment on.

This bride viewing episode brought me to crisis point. If I let it drift my life would go waste. Life without my brother was not possible. I wept my eyes out. Early that morning came the realisation that self pity would not solve my problem. I had to take the lead; my brother cannot do that. I have to show the nature of my love for him in a way that left no room for doubt. The burden was solely on my shoulders. I steeled myself to the resolve that I would not shed any tears on this score from now on. I had to device some plan to declare my love for him. I mulled over it and came out with a plan.

18 January 2003

Birthday celebrations are not part of Purasawalkam by-lane customs. My mother tells me that in the house where she does top work birthdays are important. Cake cutting, candle blowing, and singing the birthday song are routine, and when it is a child's birthday the parents organise games to which all the friends of the child are invited. In the corporation school I studied birthday babies did not come to school with a bag of sweets to distribute to her classmates. Neither was birthday considered at home. I wanted to break new ground.

"Saturday is your birthday Mano," I said one morning. "I am inviting you to a movie."

"Hey, thank you Mahesh, but why this new form of celebration."

"To brighten our dull lives," I said.

I rode side-saddle perched precariously on my brother's two wheeler's tiny back seat. I held him tight by the waist. It I not often that I get a chance to ride on the back of his two wheeler (I do not have a licence to drive). It was a thrilling ride embracing my brother by the waist. I got the tickets at Abirami complex of theatres. We got in and took our seats.

I had chosen a movie that was only a few days to go before change. The few patrons were mostly young couples. This was what I had planned for. The couples have not come to watch the movie but cuddle and kiss and fondle.

"What are you looking for," asked my brother.

"For better seats."

"Are these not good enough?"

"Not for a birthday boy," I said. I found what I wanted and we moved there.

"I do not see anything special in these seats," said my brother. To our left two seats away there was a couple, and another couple directly in the row in front of us. This was what I was looking for. One or the other, or maybe both are sure to put on a show. That was what I was after. I of course did not explain that to my brother. I waited and hoped.

How long the couple two seats away in our row were waiting for this opportunity one knows not, but they commenced action even before the titles display was over. The girl leaned back and rested her head on his shoulders. His hand slid under her pallav. She must have undone the blouse buttons and was not using bra. From where we sat I could see his hand fondling her bare breasts, big ones. It was clearly a well practised routine. Mano was darting glances in their direction too, and I could see a bulge forming over the front of his pants. I was already wet.

I folded the arm rest dividing my seat from Mano's and slid towards him till our thighs and bodies were in contact. I folded my hands round his arm and rested by head on his shoulders. He tenderly brought his other hand round and rubbed my cheek and then my forehead and then swiped his palms across my face down to my neck. I moaned and nestled closer to him.

"Can you see the couple next to us Mano?" I said in a whisper.

"I can Magesh."

"Do you think it is proper?"

"Why not? Do you think it is improper? If so we can move to another seat."

"I like to see them that way. It is lovely. Do you think it is lovely too?"

"Yes I do."

"Would you like to do the same?"

"What a funny question."

"Anyway answer."

"I would, of course. Which young man would not?"

"Then what prevents you."

"The girl is missing."

"What am I? A boy?"

"You are my sister."

"What if?"

"It's not done."

"Who said it?"

"It is generally known to be wrong."

"Suppose the sister wants it?"

"Do you?"

"Desperately; passionately, please Mano darling do." I did not wait for his response. I had already undone the blouse hooks when I was sliding towards him. I was not wearing bra that evening. I turned my body partly away from him just as the other girl was doing, and taking hold of his right hand which was nearest to me I took it round my back and placed it on my bare right breast. I prayed that he would not be shocked and withdraw his hands and chide me. He did not. His soft hand on my breast produced a sensation that can only be described as delicious. His first touch was hesitant, but then he gained confidence and he gently played with my breast. My breasts, though not quite up to the level of our neighbour's, were quite an impressive pair. I pushed myself closer to him, so close that there was no more to go.

My blouse was open but covered by my loosely drawn pallav which I had left long for the occasion. I turned a little more to my right and reached for and took hold of his other hand and placed it on the other breast. Now he was fondling both breasts. Then his hand on my left breast wandered to my abdomen and went on to explore the space below the sari pleats at the waist. I had tied the sari somewhat loosely and when I tucked in my abdomen he was able to insert his hand under my sari. A brought my hips closer to him and soon he was on my pussy mound. I could feel his hand playing over the closely trimmed hair. And then he went further till a finger was on the clitoris. A thrill passed through me. I lifted one foot and then the other and spread my thighs. He played with my clitoris and went further down the slit, and then he took out his hand. I could see that his fingers were wet.

"It's heavenly." I said.

His hand was back on the breast. He pinched the tits, and then he kneaded the breasts. I moaned gently. I placed one hand on his thigh and pinched a large bunch of flesh. This went on for some time.

"Darling brother, you are doing so much for me should I not reciprocate?"

"How?"

"See that girl." That girl was leaning back as if viewing the screen intensely but her hand as on her partner's crotch, and she was moving her hand up and down."

My brother must have been thinking on the same lines for he lent forwards and I threw my sari pallav over his thighs and unzipped him. With some assistance from him I got his cock out. I was monstrous. I held the shaft and then passed my hand over the expanded tip and then finally I grasped it close to the rose and started pumping. He meanwhile played with my breasts. In the excited state we were in it did not take much time for my brother to ejaculate.

"Magesh, take away your hand, I may spill."

"I want you to spill."

"Your hand will get all dirty."

"I do not consider it dirty. It is holy. Spill on me my darling brother, please, please." He did just that. It came in massive spurts and the warm fluid filled my fist and flowed on my hand. I soaked it all in my pallav. He did a bit of wiping with his handkerchief. He zipped and I lent back. I licked what was sticking to my hand. He turned to see me do that. ]]> Stories from the Net khurramqazi http://www.sexstoriespost.com/forums/showthread.php/27561-A-Sister-s-Love-(part-1) My younger sister Kristy and I have always been very close. Since we are only a year http://www.sexstoriespost.com/forums/showthread.php/27560-My-younger-sister-Kristy-and-I-have-always-been-very-close.-Since-we-are-only-a-year?goto=newpost Wed, 01 Sep 2010 06:16:17 GMT by The Duke My younger sister Kristy and I have always been very close. Since we are only a year apart, my parents treated us like we were a twin set of boys. By that I mean we took baths together until we were about 10 and we were forced to sleep in the same hotel bed on family vacations until... by The Duke

My younger sister Kristy and I have always been very close. Since we are only a year apart, my parents treated us like we were a twin set of boys. By that I mean we took baths together until we were about 10 and we were forced to sleep in the same hotel bed on family vacations until I was 16. We finally needed our own beds because even though we were close we still always fought about everything, just like any other brother and sister.

When we were younger my sister was quite the tomboy. She always chose to follow my friends and I to get in whatever mischief we were in. She would even participate in our wrestling matches, she was tough pinning my friends and myself frequently. She went through puberty before I did and was bigger then me for over a year. It was embarrassing to have my 5-5 younger sister towering over me.

This all changed as I grew older, she stayed at 5-5 and blossomed while I grew to be 6-0. Height wasn't the only thing to change. She had grown into beautiful women. She has long blonde hair, blue eyes, long slender legs, a beautifully tight ass, and a huge set of breasts. She is very athletic and spends a lot of time at the beach. All that time she spent at the beach, with her beach bunny friends, gave her a dark copper tone tan only comparable to the girls of Bay Watch.

Even though we had gotten older we still were pretty liberal with what we wore around each other. She saw me in my underwear frequently and I saw her in her braw and underwear frequently. Every time I saw her in her undies I would ogle over her luscious tan body. When she would see me look I would whistle and joke and she would tell me to shut up. She thought I was just kidding, but she was definitely something to whistle at.

She would always bring one or two of her buxom blonde friends home with her. They were unbelievably hot, but I still didn't think they were comparable to her. I always made sure to walk out in my underwear when they were around, and Kristy would holler at me to put some close on. I would walk out in my briefs and say, "Well hello ladies, how are you all doing today." I know they all had crushes on me so I had to oblige them while pissing my sister off.

I had girlfriend after girlfriend throughout high school but I was always horny over my sister. I would watch her prance around the house carelessly in a T-Shirt and underwear. I could not even begin to count the number of times I had to retreat to my room to masturbate about having sex with her. Thinking about her skimpy tank tops and frilly panties that would crawl up the crack of her solid ass. I masturbated for years about fucking her. Right up to the time I had to go to college.

The women at college allowed me to get my mind off my hot little sister back home. Since I chose to go to college 2000 miles away, I wasn't going to be able to check out her sweet body until Christmas. Finally Christmas Break came and I was on a plane back home. On the plane, thoughts of my sister came flowing back to me, flooding my head with graphic fantasies. Her big round tits, that nice tight ass, and those gorgeous legs. I had to get up while flying over the over the Mississippi and jerk off in the plane bathroom.

I arrived at the airport and could not wait to see my family. When I came out of the tunnel there she was, my 18 year old sister. More beautiful then I even remembered. She was wearing a skintight white sweater that stopped right above her bellybutton. For pants, she was wearing a black pair of those spandex like material pants that you always see girls at nightclubs wear. Even though it was winter she was still tanned and toned. She was gorgeous, and was hysterically happy to see me. She began jumping up and down; exposing her tight abs and making her luscious tits bounce bounce almost hypnotically. She ran over grabbing me in a bear hug. I could feel her warm mounds pressing on my stomach. She then stood on her tows and planted a big kiss right on my lips. I was forced to push her away because my erection was coming back, and a big boner is no way to great your family.

" Where's Mom and Dad," I asked. "Mom's Aunt Edna had a slight stroke, so they drove upstate for the weekend to make sure she's all right," she replied. " That sucks," I said. " It will be just me and the hunky college guy hanging out this weekend," she joked. When I thought about it, she was right, it wasn't that bad.

It was about 9 P.M when we got back from the airport. I was pretty tired but she was still all excited about spending time with me. " Let's stay up and watch movies," she said, as we pulled into the driveway. " Did you rent some?" I asked. " No but Mom and Dad have some," she said with a coy smile.

I immediately dropped my bags at the door and plopped my ass on the couch. "Make us some drinks and popcorn, lazybones, while I go change and get some movies," she said, as she ran up the stairs. I grabbed a few of Dad's beers for me, along with few whine coolers for her. I waited for the microwave popcorn and returned to the living room. She was taking forever, but before I called to her, I finally heard her come thumping down the stairs.

As I turned to ask her what took so long, my heart stopped. She was wearing a skin tight T-Shirt and a very small pair of black. Her panties formed downward into V under her belly button and had little red bow directly in the middle. They weren't quite as small as a thong but she looked sexy regardless. They went up into a thin band at the waste, then back into enough material to barely cover her gorgeous ass. She bounced across the room while I watched her braless tits stretch the thin material for all it was worth. I jokingly whistled and she just looked at me and winked. She was just drop dead gorgeous and she knew it.

She got on all fours, since the VCR was beneath the T.V, and began to set up the movie. She was in a perfect doggie style position. Her ass was angled up into the air, her back was arched, and she was resting on her elbows. Her panties began to creep into her little ass crack, but she slowly reached behind her and pulled them out. She did it slowly enough that she pulled them from her ass and held them 2 inches from her ass. I was about 6 feet away, but I could easily make out her fuzzy little pussy.

She then hopped up, walked over, and plopped down beside me on the couch. She began to giggle, and before I could ask why, I found out. She had gotten into Mom and Dad's hidden Pornos. Like having her magnificent body next to me wasn't enough, now I had to suffer through these cock-hardening skin flicks.

We laughed and poked fun at the movies for a while, but we eventually grew quiet. She lay there on the couch next to me. She was propped up on her elbow using my shoulder as a headrest. Her legs were sprawled out on the couch totally exposing her mound of warm pussy. Her fidgety behavior let me know that the movies were getting her very aroused. She kept rubbing her foot up and down her tanned leg while she rubbed her stomach just above her panty line. The more I watched her get aroused, the harder my dick became. Suddenly a sense of guilt caught me, and I grabbed the blanket off the back of the couch to cover my bulging hard-on.

"I'm cold," I told her.

"Me too," she said, as she grabbed the other blanket and a pillow, and laid her head directly on my crotch. I was so horny, but I couldn't begin to think of how to go about seducing my own sister. We sat there in silence for about another hour until I eventually began to dose off.

I was almost asleep when Kristy began to shake me. " Are you awake," she said. But I just laid there and tried to recover from my jet lag, since watching her was more like punishment anyway. She continued to shake me for about another minute, but I laid still and faked he that I was snoring lightly.

She then did something unexpected. She quietly pulled the blanket off me exposing my lap. She said my name one more time and waited for a second. She then unzipped my jeans and pulled my cock out of my underwear. I could feel her hot breath on the head of my dick and it was driving me crazy. My dick grew hard in seconds, but I still acted as though I were sleeping and she was buying it, since I am such a heavy sleeper anyways. I opened my eye a slit and saw a remarkable sight. She was lying there analyzing my cock with one hand while she rubbed her pussy through her underwear with the other.

I finally reacted and sat up looking directly at her. She was obviously very embarrassed. She apologized and then begged me not to tell anyone. So I agreed not to tell anyone on the condition that I got to see her naked. "You don't want to see me naked, do you?" She replied.

"Of course I do, you have an awesome body," I told her. She was all smiles over my complement. She stood up and immediately slid out of her panties. Then she did a little tease with her shirt. She began to do a little dance as she slowly pulled it up over her head. Her tits were beautiful. They were two perfectly round, grapefruits sized melons that stayed perfectly in place. Her nipples were smaller then I expected. I thought that with tits her size, she would have dollar sized nipples but they were actually those cute little nipples that I had come accustomed to sucking on at college.

"So what do you think?" she asked. "You have the sexiest body I have ever seen," I replied. " Do you want to touch them?" she asked. I immediately stood up and grabbed both of her gorgeous tits. She looked up at me with her big blue eyes as we locked lips. I tried to take it slow but she was too excited. She drove her tongue into my mouth and grabbed my aching cock with both of her hands. She ferociously dropped my pants and began pulling off my shirt.

We were consumed with lust. I kept thinking to myself, I can't believe this is happening, but it was and there was no turning back. I spun her around, pushing her to the couch. She glared at me through her lustful eyes. " Fuck me now!!" she demanded. I knelt down in front of her and buried my face into her wer pussy. She screamed as though she was being tortured. She was going crazy, grabbing the hair on the side of my head and shoving my face into her pussy. She put her feet on my shoulders and kicked me back. "I said I wanted you to fuck me!!" she demanded.

I stood up so that I was looking down upon her while she lied there with her legs spread, exposing her glistening pink pussy while she fingered herself. I braced myself by grabbing the headrest on the sofa. Without breaking any eye contact she grabbed my cock and lined it up with her awaiting pussy. As the head of my dick came into contact with her warm pussy, shivers shot down my spine. I slowly inserted my member, pumping it in and out savoring every last stroke. "Let's go upstairs," she said. So without pulling my dick out I picked her up off the couch as she wrapped her body around mine.

I carried her up the stairs with both of my hands gripping her ass along with my cock buried 9 inches into are sweet warm pussy. I brought her into our parent's room and fell backward on the bed, putting her on top of me. She was insane. She fucked me so hard that I could fell me hips beginning to bruise, but I loved it. She was tossing her head of blonde hair everywhere while she pulled at her nipples. I then jammed my fingers into her mouth. She erotically sucked on them while her eyes rolled into the back of her head.

She was beginning to cum. She bit down on my fingers causing the pain to shoot down through my arm. It hurt but it was turning me on unbelievably. "When she was finished cumming she quickly asked, "Do you want to cum?"

"Of course," I said. She climbed off of me and took my cock into her mouth. She kept looking at me with a big smile on her face while she licked my cock. It took no time at all for me to cum. She licked my balls, my shaft, my head, then she took then she began to deep-throat me. She was fantastic, not even one scrape. When I began to cum she pulled my dick out of her mouth and began jacking me off with my dick pointed upwards. She watched in awe as I came all over my stomach and chest. When I finished she ran her hand through the cum then took her cum covered hand and licked it all off. God, you can only imagine how hot she looked. She then proceeded to lick it all off my leaving me without a drop of mess.

We spent the rest of the weekend acting as a couple. I cannot even count how many times I had an orgasm that weekend. She later decided to go to college with me when she graduated. We live together in a small apartment. We both keep relationships to cover up our true relationship, but we still have sex every moment we are alone. ]]> Stories from the Net khurramqazi http://www.sexstoriespost.com/forums/showthread.php/27560-My-younger-sister-Kristy-and-I-have-always-been-very-close.-Since-we-are-only-a-year parachute training http://www.sexstoriespost.com/forums/showthread.php/27556-parachute-training?goto=newpost Tue, 31 Aug 2010 19:03:52 GMT on the day of his very first free fall parachute jump the young trainee is worried and he says to the instructor what happens if the chute dont open what should i do i forget. oh its quite simple just dont panic and pullthe rip cord of the emergancy chute.yeah but what if that dont work what... on the day of his very first free fall parachute jump the young trainee is worried
and he says to the instructor what happens if the chute dont open what should i do i forget. oh its quite simple just dont panic and pullthe rip cord of the emergancy chute.yeah but what if that dont work what should i do then.well if that happens pray to Allah, but im a christian , thats ok just pray to Allah at the time of the drop they all leave the aircraft one after another at the desired height he pulled the rip cord of his main chute it failed to open. panicing slightly he says to himself what have to do now , oh yeah the emergancy chute, so he pulls on the rip cord but the full thing comes away panicing even more as he is screaming to the grouund at 250 mph he remembers what the instructor told him. Allah Allah please save me i beg of you just then a giant black hand comes out the clouds and lowers him gently to the ground on the ground he utters thank christ for that just then a big black foot crashes down on him ]]> Joke Corner kentheking http://www.sexstoriespost.com/forums/showthread.php/27556-parachute-training Husband and wife visit Florida. http://www.sexstoriespost.com/forums/showthread.php/27554-Husband-and-wife-visit-Florida.?goto=newpost Tue, 31 Aug 2010 07:11:42 GMT Husband and wife plan to visit Florida, but cannot get there together; so the husband goes and expects the wife to follow two days later. Upon arriving at the hotel; he dicovers it is delightfully modern and even has a computer in every room; wanting to tell his wife his discovery he decides to... Husband and wife plan to visit Florida, but cannot get there together; so the husband goes and expects the wife to follow two days later.

Upon arriving at the hotel; he dicovers it is delightfully modern and even has a computer in every room; wanting to tell his wife his discovery he decides to send an email.

However not being totally conversant with new technology he spells their email address wrong by one letter; so the email arrives at the wrong place, which happens to be to a widow who has just cremated her husband.

She freaks out when she reads the email......

Dearest Darling wife,

Arrived here yesterday, the place is great all mod cons including computers everywhere; Everything is now ready for your arrival tomorrow....

Love,

Husband. ]]> Joke Corner niteowluk2003 http://www.sexstoriespost.com/forums/showthread.php/27554-Husband-and-wife-visit-Florida. Harry Potter fifth year http://www.sexstoriespost.com/forums/showthread.php/27550-Harry-Potter-fifth-year?goto=newpost Mon, 30 Aug 2010 13:20:37 GMT Chapter One- Summer It had been the hottest day of the summer so far and it was finally drawing to a close. A drowsy silence filled privet drive. Cars were unusually dirty and the grass was yellow due the the hose pipe ban. All inhabitants of privet drive had retreated to their cool houses with... Chapter One- Summer
It had been the hottest day of the summer so far and it was finally drawing to a close. A drowsy silence filled privet drive. Cars were unusually dirty and the grass was yellow due the the hose pipe ban. All inhabitants of privet drive had retreated to their cool houses with their windows wide open desperate for a breeze. Only one person remained outdoors.
A skinny, black haired teenage boy named Harry was hiding in what he thought was an amazing spot. Not only was he out of his Aunt and Uncle's house he was hiding from his cousin Dudley and his gang. His uncle had kicked Harry out of the house so that he was unable to watch the news and try to catch up with the wizarding world. So Harry was tired of all the looks he was receiving from those who live in privet drive. So he was hiding in a spot where no-one could see him. He was in the flowerbed underneath the living room window which meant he was able to listen to the news.
After listening to the whole program and realizing that voldemort hadn't been up to anything that had effected the muggle world Harry was bored. He missed his friends... a lot. He thought of Ron and what he would of said if he saw Harry now. He thought of Fred and George and all of the pranks that they had done the previous year. He thought of Cho's hot body and Asian face. Damn shes fit! All Harry could think about all summer was that girl. She was definitely one of the best girls in the school and HE has a chance with her!!! Although Harry was upset about Cedric he couldn't help but think that now he may be able to pop his cherry with that Asian goddess.
Thinking of this made Harry hard. He slowly reached down into his pants and started to quietly rub his hard penis so that his aunt and uncle couldn't hear him. He thought of Cho putting her hot, wet Asian mouth around the tip of his boner... He rubbed harder... He imagined Cho licking his gem gently with her wet, pink tongue... He rubbed harder... He imagined her pushing down on his throbbing cock with her warm mouth whilst sucking hard... He pulled his pants down to get more room... He imagined Cho rubbing his cock with her asian hand whilst she sucked his balls... He imagined her licking his shaft from bottom to top... He rubbed harder... nearly there... He imagined Cho's head bobbing up and down on his cock... He rubbed frantically... so close...He imagined hot white cum erupting out of the end of his penis into Cho's wet and sticky mouth, oozing out of the sides and around her chin...oh god...
"AHHHHHH CHO!" he cried as fresh, hot, sticky cum shot out of his six inch boner.
"WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT!!!" shouted a furious Vernon.
"It came from outside." was Petunia's reply.
"That bloody boy!" His head appeared out of the living room window- looking straight down into Harry's hiding place and seeing the boy with his still erect and wet penis with his trousers around his ankles. "What the hell are you doing Potter"
"Just listening to the... the ... erm... news..." he replied whilst pulling his trousers up as quickly as he could.
"Then why the hell were you shouting with your knob out???"
"...erm..."
"Put that thing away boy!"
"Get off me!" Harry shouted as he stood up and Vernon grabbed him.
"Come inside this instant boy. We cant have the neighbors seeing you like this..."
"NO... Get off me" Harry pulled his wand out and instantly Vernon let go. Harry, deeply embarrassed, ran out of the garden and headed towards the park.
He was angry with his friends and with Dumbledore. He wrote letters to them every day but they just kept telling him that they were busy and couldn't tell him anything. This infuriated Harry because why were they busy without him?
He reached the park and sat down on one of the swings. He could see Dudley and his gang bullying a little kid into giving them money. On the other set of swings was a group of girls about Harry's age. They seemed to have some sort of alcoholic drink as they were all drinking something and they were all a little bit tipsy. There were five of them and as Harry watched three of them left to go home. This left just two. Both of them were very drunk brunettes.
Over the summer Harry had been very interested in looking for sexual spells and he had been searching for them in all of his spell books. One was mentioned in a book that Hermione had given him called Hogwarts:a History. It said that Salazar Slytherin had used the 'suscito' spell to makemuggle girls horny for cock. Harry was unable to find how to do the spell but he thought now was a good a time to use it than any. After all, the muggles that he's gonna use it on are hardly going to remember, there drunk.
Harry pulled out his wand. He walked over to the girls on the swings and before they could say anything he pointed his wand at the closest one a said "Susito". The girl drooped the bottle in her hand and turned her head straight towards Harry. He quickly pointed his wand at the other girl and did the same spell. She looked straight at Harry and then both girls walked over towards him.
Wow it worked... thought Harry.
Before the girls got to him he told them to follow him. He walked behind a bush and the ea gar girls obediently followed. Harry checked and they were well hidden. He told the two girls to pull his pants down and they got on their knees.Now that he got a good look at them he saw that they were stunning. One of the girls had darker hair than the other and the beauty in her eyes were magnified by the purple make-up she was wearing. The other had a beautiful face and her eyes were naturally big. Sunglasses were resting on top of her head and that just made her hotter.
The girls pulled down his pants far enough for his penis and balls to come out. The girl with sunglasses on top of her head immediately started sucking on the balls whilst the other girl put her wet mouth around the tip of his cock. Although Harry had had a wank earlier, it didn't take him long to get hard. Harry started to moan as the girls (as if rehearsed) fluently swapped roles. So now the girl with purple make-up was licking his balls. The other girl started bobbing her head up and down on his cock and both pairs of eyes were staring directly at his. They did this for another 5 minutes- every now and then they changed roles.
Then Harry asked the girl with the glasses " How deep do you reckon you can take it?" She looked up at him and smiled. She started trying to deep throat him. And after another three minutes of her deep throating and the other licking and sucking balls Harry had his whole cock in her mouth. He started to thrust into her throat and gradually increased pace.This must be a dream thought Harry... he thrust harder...the girl started to moan as she couldn't breath... this only made Harry thrust harder... Harry couldn't take it any longer... He pulled out of the girls throat and told her to open her mouth. He started to make noises as the two girls kneeled with their mouths wide open... he rubbed his cock hard... hot, sticky jizz left his cock and deposited onto the girls faces. Harry looked down at the work he had done, pulled his pants up and told the girls to lick the cum off of each other. They obediently did and that's where Harry left them because he heard Dudley and his friends nearing the bush. ]]> Celebrity/Famous TV Shows peterR http://www.sexstoriespost.com/forums/showthread.php/27550-Harry-Potter-fifth-year Poker with my firends and my daughter http://www.sexstoriespost.com/forums/showthread.php/27549-Poker-with-my-firends-and-my-daughter?goto=newpost Mon, 30 Aug 2010 13:15:25 GMT Once a month 4 of my mates and I have a poker evening at one of our homes. Although I’d held it last month too, my wife was away at her mother’s as she was unwell so I said I’d hold it at my place again this month. My 19 year old daughter, Stella, was home from University for a week but that didn’t... Once a month 4 of my mates and I have a poker evening at one of our homes. Although I’d held it last month too, my wife was away at her mother’s as she was unwell so I said I’d hold it at my place again this month. My 19 year old daughter, Stella, was home from University for a week but that didn’t present a problem, she would be out with her friends.

I’m Jack, aged 45 and my mates, Ed, Tim, Geoff and Tony are all of a similar age, except for Ed, who’s fast approaching 60. We all made a fair living and so our games were a pretty intense, no limit Texas Hold em. The only money rule we made was that we would only bring a round an agreed amount, £100, we couldn’t and wouldn’t bring anymore, so we would ensure we remained friends at the end of the evening! We seldom played until there was an outright winner. It proved to work well and we all had our share of success.

We sat around the kitchen table and the evening started with our usual sparring of smaller hands, nobody wanting to get out too soon. After a short time, Stella came home and the attention of the room was distracted from the poker game for a spell. There’s no denying it, Stella, is a hot piece of ass, all boobs and bum, great legs too. She has never been the prettiest of girls but with a body like hers and her firm and proud 36DDs she has never been short of a male admirer. I had admired her body from afar on many occasions, and while you may object to her clothes and think that she dresses and behaves like a bit of a tart in front of men, she is still my daughter and I had never had serious sexual feelings about her. Sure the odd thought popped into my head if I happened to catch her in s a state of undress, but nothing I would ever follow up.

Stella’s clothes this evening were no different to her usual on the town attire, short skirt, tight top, and from the way her breasts bounced around under that top, no bra either. This was nothing knew to me, of course, but the other guys couldn’t help but pass admiring glances as she walked around, when they thought I wasn’t watching of course! She had come home early because none of her crowd had gone out that night, being a Thursday I guess they were waiting for the weekend, but she had just come back from Uni and had wanted to see as many people as possible before she went back on Sunday, but she lucked out tonight.

It was still early and it was clear that Stella was getting a bit bored, there was nothing on the TV and she kept wandering in to where we had our game to see how we were doing. She watched us for a bit, helped herself to a drink and got one for all of us too. I wasn’t too sorry because I’m sure that was the reason I started to do quite well and went from being down on the night to leader quite quickly, as I said, she was proving to be quite a distraction to the rest.

She eventually asked if she could play a hand or 2, saying that she could do with winning some money. I was reluctant but the guys persuaded me to let her so I spotted her some cash. Needless to say she soon lost it all. She asked for some more money but I told her that I needed it for the game and I’d be out pretty quickly if she kept on.

She grudgingly accepted but still hung around us. I continued to win so I wasn’t sorry! She said that she wanted to play another hand and I said that she’d have to find some money then. She said she didn’t have any and then a mischievous grin came on her face. “I’ll tell you what” she said “I’ll play one hand. I’ll bet my with my clothes, if I don’t win the hand I’ll take my top off and wait on you this evening, but you all have to put £10 in the pot. Whoever has the best hand keeps the money, hopefully me!”. Nobody said anything, obviously they were waiting for me to speak so I said “No deal”. You could almost hear the dismay, until I continued, “for £50 you have to wait on us completely naked”. (Turn dismay into delight in a heartbeat). I’d no idea why I said it, it just came out, I guess I didn’t want Stella to have it all on her own terms. “Deal” she said (cue very loud silent cheers from my mates!).

So we played the hand, it was straight best hand wins, no bluffs, blinds, raises or anything, and Stella lost. She was a bit unlucky, only Ed beat her hand but still ‘a deals a deal’ as I said to her. I was far more excited at the thought of finally seeing these breasts up close than I imagined I would be. We all stared at her as she slowly, teasingly, lifted her top above her head, revealing those beauties. They were bigger than I’d expected, and they were flawless, perfectly rounded, delicate areole and the most suckable nipples I had ever seen. I don’t think any of us had
breathed before she inched down her skirt, her breasts hanging towards the floor as she slipped the skirt over her feet. With no hesitation, she then repeated the exact same feat with her panties, revealing her lovely trimmed pussy. I don’t know why it surprised me that she trimmed it, I guess I’d never thought of it before! She turned to put her clothes down in the other room, giving us a good look at that incredible ass of hers, it looked so firm, full and rounded, J-Lo would have been jealous! She ‘accidentally’ dropped her panties and bent down to pick them up, giving us an even more glorious view.

True to her word she walked back in and offered to get us drinks, nobody refused of
course and I think some of us had even taken a breath by now! She truly was a vision. She put Geoff’s drink down first and made a point of putting it in the centre of the table so she could lean across, letting her breasts dangle. God she was a tart! Geoff leaned back in his chair to admire the view from behind, and Geoff being Geoff (he always fancied himself as a ‘ladies’ man) said to her “thanks love, you’re a real star” and as he did so he gave Stella a playful little pat on the behind, leaving his hand there a fraction longer than he should. Stella laughed “cheeky” she said, also playfully. “I don’t think any of us can compare to you in the cheek stakes” Geoff said. We all laughed, more nervous laughter than anything I guess. My drink came next and I didn’t see why I should miss out “I’d have to agree with you Geoff” I said as she leaned across to put it down “it is quite an ass” and I gave her behind a little pat, and it has to said I did run my hand over those cheeks a little. She laughed again “DAD!” she exclaimed, smiling. And so it went for the other three guys, they all copped a feel of her lovely ass.

“This is all well and good” Stella said “you’re all having fun but I still haven’t won a
penny!”. “I tell you what, let me play another hand, £10 each again. If I lose I’ll let you all spend some time on my tits instead of groping my ass, 10 seconds each”.
“Me included?” I asked. “Sure, if you want” she said as if it was water off a duck’s back. “OK, 20 seconds” I responded. She thought about it for a second before agreeing. I don’t think the anticipation could have been greater, if she lost we were all gonna get those tits, me included, and she did! Poor thing didn’t even get a pair, she only had a high card of 8 of hearts. (As Geoff pointed out she did have the best pair of any of us but they didn’t count!) “OK, so who’s first?” she said. “Well honey” I replied “since I’m the one who’s had to put up with those things bouncing around all over this house for so long, I think I’d better ‘go first’!”

Stella simply walked over to me, her breasts level with my face, it was an awe inspiring sight. I raised my hands to cup those magnificent things, whoever said more than a handful was a waste, had never had their hands on these! They were as smooth and firm as they looked, but also quite soft to the touch. I rolled them in my hands for a moment before taking her nipples into my mouth. What a feeling. The greatest breasts I had ever tasted. Quite what the other guys thought about seeing a father suck his daughter’s tits right in front of them was anyone’s guess but on reflection I’m sure that after they got over the shock and excitement at such a lewd act, they just wanted to have their turn. In no time I heard someone from a far off land say “20 seconds”. That bastard Geoff, he would be timing me! I reluctantly broke off. “My turn” Geoff said and without any hesitation Stella walked over to Geoff and he ‘took his turn’! Everyone took their turn. Last to go was Ed, “Christ, you’re not much older than my granddaughter” he said, just before he buried his head in the youngest pair of tits he’d had in about 40 years!

Although I don’t understand it, it was incredibly exciting watching my friends’ mouths impaled on my daughter’s tits. I had never thought of myself as a voyeur before, but maybe I was, and with my daughter! I don’t think any of us knew where to go from there, including Stella, so we carried on with the game. The atmosphere was incredibly sexually charged. Stella carried on as if nothing had happened, continuing to wait on us. It wasn’t long before we all found ourselves involved in a big pot, £100. I’m sure that this was more through a lack of concentration than all of us having good hands. Stella noticed this, “blimey” she said “£100. I didn’t know you guys were such high rollers!”. We were about to reveal our cards when Stella said “Hold on. I have a new deal, whoever wins this hand gives me their winnings” she paused “And I’ll give them the best blowjob they’ll ever have”. Our jaws literally hit the floor. She continued “you all obviously think you have a good hand, but you know the other guys must have too, so you don’t know where you stand which is why you all checked in the last round of betting” (she clearly understood more of this game than I realised) “so really, even if you hold the winning hand, you’ll
only really be losing £20. £20 for the blowjob of your life, has to be the bargain of the century!”. It did seem to make some kind of twisted sense but none of us were thinking that clearly. They all cast glances in my direction. “Does that include me?” I asked. Stella laughed “I guess, if you want me to, Daddy” emphasising the last word suggestively. I didn’t think it would be me because I only had a pair of 10s.
I looked around. “Do we all agree?” I asked, like there was any doubt. “OK then, let’s see the cards”. I turned my cards over first, Geoff revealed a pair of 5s and looked totally pissed, Ed had a pair of 8s, Tony had an Ace high with nothing else. My god, it was going to be me, would I/could I go through with it? I never found out because Tim turned over three Jacks. The look on his face was priceless, like he’d won the lottery. Now Tim is no looker at all and, there’s no other word for it, he’s fat. Stella smiled, still without hesitation she picked up the money and said. “OK then, let’s do it”. It didn’t appear to faze her at all that he looked as he did.

She took Tim by the hand and led him up to her room. We all sat there in silence, none of us sure what to say or do. Some little time expired and they still hadn’t returned. I said that I’d better go and make sure she was alright, fatherly
instincts finally kicking in, albeit a little late. I went up to her room and as I approached I could hear groaning noises. Stella’s bedroom door was ajar and I pushed it open a little. I was greeted with the sight of my daughter on all fours on her bed being fucked from behind by Tim.

Stella must have heard the door, she turned to me and said “its ok Dad, he’s paying me well for it”. Tim looked towards me with a look of horror on his face and it was clear that the sight of me seeing him fuck my daughter caused him to instantly orgasm, as the noises each of them made testified. I smiled wistfully but didn’t say anything and walked back down to the table.“Everything ok?” Geoff said. “Yeah. I think Tim’s game is done for the evening.” I replied. Before anyone responded Stella appeared a little sheepishly and duly collected all of the money Tim had left. “Jesus. Does that mean what I think it means?” Geoff said. Stella laughed and picked up Tim’s coat. I said I’d take it and I handed it to Tim who was standing by
the door looking very embarrassed. I assured him it was ok and we’d talk later.

Stella watched from the kitchen doorway, curious about what I would do.
“So what’s the deal?” Geoff said. “Is that offer only on the table for Tim?”. It seems the fact that I was her father had been lost to him with the thought that he could fuck this girl,if he was willing to pay. “How much you got” Stella said. Geoff had about £80 left., not as much as Tim had. Tony had about £100 but Ed only had £50 left. I was the only one left who was up on the night. “Well, you have to go ‘all in’, no negotiation, I can set the minimum at £80 for a suck and fuck but £50 can only get a suck”. My daughter, the whore! She looked at me and my stack, about £150. I held up my hands “Don’t look at me honey, I aint paying you for sex. But if you want to do this with these guys, it’s your body”. I tried to make it sound light and funny, but it’s not really something that it’s easy to make a joke out of!
Geoff was up and had handed over his money almost before I’d finished speaking. Stella took him upstairs. I sat there silently with Ed and Tony. After a bit I ‘owed’ it to Stella to check in on her. Sure enough by now Geoff was fucking her. He was on top of her giving her his all. I realised this was not necessarily the best position to view as this somewhat ‘disturbed’ voyeur that I had become. I can’t explain it but I did find it incredibly erotic to watch my daughter being fucked. Geoff, left with a smile on his face that only comes from having fucked a girl with a body like Stella’s. Tony was next and I was left downstairs with Ed, it wasn’t time to check in on them yet. Ed looked a bit fed up that he was only gonna get a BJ, how many more
chances was he going to get to fuck a 19 year old girl with a body like that, he whined. I admit I did sympathise with him. I could see that Ed was building up to something and sure enough it came. “Jack. You couldn’t spot me £30 could you?”. Ed was asking me if I would lend him money to fuck my daughter. I laughed. “Tell you what, if I lend it to you, you pay me back double”. If I ever saw a frown turned upside down this was it. Ed didn’t even think about it. What had I become, my daughter may be acting like a whore, but now I’m practically pimping her!
After Tony left, Stella came back to the kitchen to find that Ed now had £80, if she forgot or wondered how he came by it she didn’t let it on, she just led him by the hand up to her room. I decided to watch the whole thing through the door this time, I had nobody else to entertain! Stella let Ed suck some more on those fine titties before she began undoing his trousers, and like a pro, she soon had his cock out and in her clearly very skilful mouth.

She wasn’t kidding about the best BJ ever by the looks of it. Slow, long deep sucks,
gradually building up to a faster pace, taking his whole length in her mouth with each suck. Ed said that he wanted to fuck her now, I guess he knew he would probably only be able to cum once. He asked for her to go on top and she duly obliged, bouncing up and down furiously on this guy, about 3 times her age. Stella clearly loved sex and Ed clearly loved it too as it wasn’t long before he climaxed.
Stella stayed in her room this time as I saw Ed out, he couldn’t speak he just smiled at me! I went up to Stella’s room and asked if I could come in. She said yes and she was sat on her bed still naked. I smiled at her and sat next to her. I ran my finger up and down her thigh. “Quite an evening you’ve had honey” I said “You’ve made yourself a lot of money”. “I know! You don’t mind do you , Dad? I’ve never done anything like that before….for money I mean!” and she smiled cheekily. I smiled back at her and leaned forward and kissed her. I didn’t know what she’d do but she didn’t back away, in fact she kissed me back. I moved my hand to her breast and circled her nipple with my thumb. I broke from the kiss and moved my head down to those breasts again, my god they were truly amazing, I could have stayed there for hours, savouring each suck, nibble and kiss. “I thought you said you didn’t want it”

Stella said as I continued to suckle at her breast. I tore myself away from them and looked her in the eye “No. I said that I wouldn’t pay for it. But you can bet your sweet ass that I most definitely am getting it!”. We smiled at each other and embraced in a deep sensual kiss. I laid her back on the bed and moved on top of
her. It was almost like her pussy sucked me in I fit in so easily and snugly. She was
surprisingly tight and in no time I was pumping furiously into my daughter. Stella was obviously enjoying it too, she made more pleasurable noise with me than with the others. “Oh God yes, harder Dad, fuck me harder Daddy”. What’s a father to do? I fucked her as hard as I could before finally unleashing spurt after spurt of semen into her. I had never in my life felt so purely happy. That is until Stella rolled me onto my back and started to blow me! Oh my god, it was even better than it looked. Her technique was remarkable, the way she used her tongue was mind-blowing, . I couldn’t help but wonder who taught her how to do this – I remain her father after all and she certainly didn’t learn it from her mother! Sheinterspersed the BJ with the boob job of all time. To see my cock between those 2 perfect tits was the most beautiful sight I’d ever seen.

That is until she decided she need to be fucked again and she climbed on top of me. Riding me like she’d been just spent a year in a convent, or perhaps a better analogy would be a year in prison! I’d never been fucked so hard in my life and to look up at her, or more to the point, to look up at those breasts bouncing in every possible direction as she fucked me, was a sight that will remain with me forever. Needless to say I had to grab hold of them, if only for protection! I decided it was time for a change so I moved her off of me and I positioned myself behind
her. I made long hard strokes deep into her pussy, looking at that delicious ass as I
pounded away, lightly fingering her ‘other’ hole at the same time. I got up a real head of steam and she moaned loudly with each thrust, encouraging me to fuck her harder. I knew there was one more thing I needed to try before the night was done. I withdrew and positioned my cock at the entrance to her ass. Stella tensed, was this something she hadn’t done before? Well if it was she didn’t have long to wait as I eased my full length gently into her ass. “Oh fuck”, she practically screamed “Fuck”. I had never fucked anally before, my wife never went for it when I broached the subject. Now here I was, my first anal fuck, inside my daughter. I hadn’t moved my penis since entering her ass. “Are you ok honey?” I asked (kind, caring Daddy!) “Have you ever done it this way before?”. “No” she said. “I mean yes I’m fine and no I haven’t been fucked in the ass before Daddy, but I want you to, oh god I want you to. Please fuck me in the ass Daddy”. I took it steady at first, breaking in a virgin ass but soon she was crying out for me to go harder. Christ! She really did love a good hard fucking, what a girl, my little girl! I knew I was close to climaxing again but I didn’t want to do it in her ass, I pulled out and turned her over onto her back just in time for me to unload over those great big titties. Another sight for the memory banks to store forever, my daughters perfect, big breasts
covered in my cum.

I was, quite literally, shagged out by now and fortunately she was too. We fell asleep in her bed. I woke up through the night and wondered about the events of the night before and how she would react in the morning. How would she feel after fucking her old man? I have to admit I felt a wide ranging mixture of emotion, everything from shame to elation. She might never speak to me again. I decided I had to face it so I stayed with her and eventually drifted off to sleep again.
It turned out I needn’t have worried. I was awoken the next morning by a strange
sensation. My cock felt all wet. I looked under the bed covers to find my daughter sucking enthusiastically on my cock again. She looked up at me and smiled and I smiled back, scarcely believing how lucky I had become. I phoned in sick for work that day. Stella was going back to Uni on Sunday and my wife was due back Saturday. I knew that I couldn’t afford to miss a single second of fucking my daughter.
]]> Stories from the Net khurramqazi http://www.sexstoriespost.com/forums/showthread.php/27549-Poker-with-my-firends-and-my-daughter The Chimp Labs http://www.sexstoriespost.com/forums/showthread.php/27548-The-Chimp-Labs?goto=newpost Mon, 30 Aug 2010 12:40:26 GMT I had a nice part time job at the chimp labs one Summer and it proved to be a really great job in more than one way. I was on third shift which was mostly cleaning cages and such. Sweeping up, getting food ready for the morning feedings and all that kind of stuff. I always got there and changed out... I had a nice part time job at the chimp labs one Summer and it proved to be a really great job in more than one way. I was on third shift which was mostly cleaning cages and such. Sweeping up, getting food ready for the morning feedings and all that kind of stuff. I always got there and changed out of street clothes and into medical smocks. They were loose and when they got dirty they were just thrown into the cleaning bin. I kept on my underclothes always and there were never any mishaps until about three weeks into the job. I came in and two cages were open and there was a male and female fucking in one of the open cages. It was wild primal sex and somehow it turned me on. My smock bottoms were soaked where I had an orgasm and since I squirt it ran down my smock legs and almost to the ankles. Barkley (the male) had fucked Miss Jane really good and he seemed
happy and she realy looked well fucked. I left them in the one cage and went into a room off the main lab to change.

It is a typical locker room, lockers for clothes, dressing mirrors and the like and so I found my smock bottom size and stood in front of the mirror and took them off. I stood there and looked at myself in the ful length mirror and admired the fact that my nipples were hard and the baggy smock did not hide the fact. "Oh Hell, why not," I said to myself and took off the top and my bra and panties and found a chair and pulled it to the mirror and began massaging my body. I pulled my breasts hard and sucked the nipples till they were rock hard and then began massaging my pussy slit. I was just a few fingerings from and orgasm when I heard a noise in the lab. I had forgotten the chimps and got up and went to the door and walked a few steps into the lab. I saw Miss Jane laying seeming to be asleep and looked over to the other cage for Barkley. The door was wide open and I did not see him anywhere. I forgot I was totally naked and began looking for him almost in a panic that he may have gotten out.

Suddenly I was knocked to the floor from behind. Something had hit me hard and
knocked the air out of me. I was on the cold floor naked and trying to breathe. Again something jumped on my back again knocking the air out of me. Then I heard Barkley squealing like crazy. Again I felt him jumping on my back. I tried to roll away and run but when I was on my back he again came down and landed on my stomach. I was almost passing out and he stopped jumping but his full weight was on my stomach and I was still trying to catch my breathe. Suddenly he reached down and grabbed my breasts, pulling them hard and twisting them with his rough hands. He moved off me and began pulling me by my tits towards his cage. I tried to pull loose but his grip got tighter and he squealed louder and pulled me still harder. Suddenly his front hand (Paw) came down across my jaw and I felt myself passing out. I woke I don't know how long after in his cage on his corner cousin where he slept. There was an environment in the cages that was like their ones in real life. He was sitting on my hips, his hands (paws) on my tits both playing with
them and holding me down with his weight.

I tasted blood in my mouth and saw that his nails had broken the skin on my tits and several places had blood coming from them. I tried to get up and he pushed me back downand slipped down between my legs and the hair on his body made me tingle al over and I felt a warmth spreading through my hips and I knew that I was getting wet. "Oh my god, are you serious?" I was asking no one and him. He seemed to understand and lowered himself onto my body and was rubbing against my hips with his. I felt a huge hard cock finding it's place between my legs but not in my pussy yet. I kept missing and I was getting hotter as his hair brushed against my chest making my nipples hard again. I felt myself reach down and found a huge hard chimp cock and stroked it several times. He got quiet and then I guided it into me. I opened my legs as wide as I could and he sank into me. I felt a shock go through my body and he began humping into me. He was crude and it was pure raw mating sex of a monkey and I reached orgasm quickly. "Oh my god, yes, fuck me hard." I was telling him. His balls were slapping against me every time he drove into me and bottomed out in my pussy.

Three other male chimps were now awake and squaling louder as if cheering him on. I was feeling orgasms building over and over again and each one soaked my lover. Finally he filled me with his load and I thought I would pass out from the intense feelings but he laid there a little and got off me allowing me to move and get up. His cum dripped from me and I felt weak and my legs almost would not hold me. I managed to get to a chair and was feeling my body still needing sex. The other chimps were still making noises like they expected me to come join them. "What the Hell," I said out loud and locked Barkley's cage making sure it was locked this time.
I walked to the other cages and laughed at them, one had a hard cock that was sticking way out from his hairy crotch and he was making noise as if saying "Pick me, pick me." Bobo was the nake on his cage and I unlocked the cage and he came over to me and gently took my hand and led me to the cusion in the corner. I began to get on my knees and get ready to lay on it as I turned around to lay on my back and Bobo pushed me down on my stomach and began pushing his cock against me ass, missing every time. I quieted him down and moved my ass around so that he could get behind me and he pushed again still not finding my pussy. Suddenly he found a hole but it was my ass and I moaned as he filled me deep. The next cage had another male in it and he was against the bars right against the cusion. I reached out and took his cock and pulled him towards my face and he let me massage him till I got it in my mouth and began sucking hims slowly. Bobo was
now fucking my ass hard and my pussy was soaking wet. He was humping harder and harder and filled my pussy full of his cum and about the same time the other filled my mouth. He rolled off me and lay back massaging himself. I got Dobber from his cage and brought him into the cage with Bob and laid between them and began sucking and massaging them in turn. Soon Dobber was between my legs fucking me hard and Bob was enjoying my best blow job. He filled my mouth and finally they both were ready to lay down and rest. I got up and put them in their cages and went to the showers and soaked in the hot water, my body still alive and needing sex. I knew just were to go the next day to finish off my needs.
]]> Stories from the Net khurramqazi http://www.sexstoriespost.com/forums/showthread.php/27548-The-Chimp-Labs My Older Sister Sam! http://www.sexstoriespost.com/forums/showthread.php/27547-My-Older-Sister-Sam!?goto=newpost Mon, 30 Aug 2010 12:33:42 GMT I lived at home in a middle class suburb of New York with my very normal family consisting of my natural parents and my older sister Samantha, and the events of what happened when I was fifteen may be interesting to some of your readers, but first let me give you some background. At seventeen... I lived at home in a middle class suburb of New York with my very normal family consisting of my natural parents and my older sister Samantha, and the events of what happened when I was fifteen may be interesting to some of your readers, but first let me give you some background.

At seventeen Samantha, or Sam as I refer to her, caused considerable excitement in our family when she won a beauty contest sponsored by a major national magazine and had her partially clad body spread out upon the front cover. She was beautiful, even at that young age, but it seemed that the guys in the neighborhood her age were all too scared to ask her out after that, positive I am sure that they would be rejected if they did - and none of us like to be rejected.

The following year she was involved in a scandal which involved her much older agent, a man 25 years her senior with whom his wife photographs of the two of them having sex in a swank hotel in Monte Carlo. The scenes obtained were graphic. They were sent to my parents regular postage in a plain brown paper envelope and almost caused my poor mother to go into convulsions the moment the envelope was opened. They were thrown down on the coffee table as my mother gasped, then grabbed her keys and took off with the car to my sisters school.

The photographs were interesting. Sam sucking his cock. Sam sitting on his cock, most of it inside her. Sam crouched over on the bed, completely naked, her butt up in the air and her agent kneeling on the bed behind her, his cock planted firmly inside of her - they must have had camera's set up all around the room! There was no doubt that Sam was having fun!

I was fifteen at the time, but the graphic content of the photographs were such as what I will never forget! Sam kept modelling, but after that she never left New York unless my mother went with her
- poor Sam!

We had a back yard pool, very private, with a big fence surrounding the entire back yard. In the summer Sam and I would swim and sunbathe. It was the way we spent the summers, and when my mother was out at the club, which she was most days Sam would have her top off and would bask her naked breasts in the sun - to avoid the tan line thing. The site of her breasts was not one which I considered unusual, and my being there didn't seem to bother her at all.

At twenty Sam was still doing some modelling - she had a beautiful figure at that age - but her goal in life was to become a veterinarian and now she was attending University and concentrating her time on her studies. There she'd be, lying on the deck chair, naked breasts, a glass of ginger ale beside her on the ground, and eyes glued to a book while she marked it with a high-lighter. Once in a while the scene would be interupted as she would have me come over and rub sun tan lotion over her back and then she'd roll over and have me do her front. I would play with her tits, and watch the nipples rise, and Sam would laugh and then act like I was stupid and push me away. Once when I was rubbing it on her belly my hand slipped down an inch or so beneath her bikini bottoms and I could feel the hair of her crotch when I went in there. She didn't say a thing, and my hand kept sliding downward,
a little further each time as it softly rubbed the mound, the fingers of my hand mingling in the softness of its hair. When finally my hand slipped down below it, and a finger went into the wet slit she pushed my hand away, and told me to stop, then went back to reading her book as though it didn't happen! I was scared she'd tell my mom, but she didn't. It was the only time she let me go that far.

On occassion her friend Kim would come over, a beautiful girl Sam's age of Oriental
extraction who liked the sun as much as Sam, and like Sam, would like to lie there in the sun, her top off, occassionally asking me to rub the lotion on her as I did to Sam. On the first occassion she was a little hesitant when I rubbed it on her breasts, but then she got used to it and would actually close her eyes and murmur soft pleasurable sounds as I would rub and play with her nipples. On one occassion as I played with the nipples her hand went down inside her bikini. She was moaning softly to herself, or so it seemed, and I could see Sam stop reading and turn and watch her. There was Kim, lying on her back, her hand beneath her bikini and between her thighs now rubbing up and down upon her crotch, and then suddenly she stopped, as though it were an act, and her and Sam started laughing like
they were crazy.

I was mad, for it seemed that they'd made fun of me, and off I went into the house. They could rub the lotion on their own stupid bodies! About a week later it was the same thing, the previous incident almost forgotten. We were out there and I was rubbing lotion onto Kim when Sam got up and said she was going to the
store to get some ice cream. She would be back in half an hour.

I continued rubbing the lotion onto Kim, now rubbing it on her belly. She was lying there with her eyes closed, and then one of her hands came down and joined mine as I rubbed the soft skin, around the belly button, against the elastic of the bikini bottoms; and then her hand was over mine, helping me rub the lotion in, softly, then pushing my hand against the elastic, then under it. I could feel the hair, the feathery softness of the patch of down beneath her bikini. My hand still going further, and then it was I felt the lips of it and softly rubbed them.

They were larger than my sisters for some reason, almost bulging out, filling themselves against my hand. She wasn't stopping me, her eyes still closed as though she didn't even realize I was there. My hand slipped further, and I noticed then her legs as one now moved and parted, opening her thighs, giving to my roaming hand the access in between. My finger slipped inside the slit, and it seemed I felt her move and push against it, and then my finger touched the part, the depths of her awaited, then the finger went inside. The wetness seemed to welcome it, embracing it, then clasped itself upon it.

Suddenly she stopped me, sitting up and pulling away my hand, and I still sat there beside the lounger, wondering perhaps if she had been asleep and had awoken to find me doing things perhaps she had wanted!? For just a moment I was terrified, not sure what it was to say or what to do; and watched as she got up and took my hand, pulling me to my feet. "Maybe you should show me your bedroom," she whispered, as then she leaned against me and then kissed me on the cheek.

We fucked. We swam. And then she slipped into her bottoms and then went back to lying on the lounger, just the same as she had done before. I kept swimming, hardly beleiving we had done it, my cock still sore from being squeezed inside of her when she orgasmed and milked the poor thing dry. I heard Sam's voice. There she was with the ice cream, three dishes with strawberries on top and fresh whipped cream. I climbed out of the pool and ate it with them, then Kim went home and Sam went inside to begin preparing supper for our mother.

About a month later, in the evening when our folks had gone to bed and after Sam and I had gone to our rooms I heard Sam knocking softly on my door, whispering for me to let her in. I opened it.
"I'm embarrassed," she said, "I need your help."
I was sitting there in my pyjama's on the side of my bed, and wondered what she wanted. I followed her down the hallway and into her room.
She sat down, and then looked at me, and tried to smile. "I need your help," she began saying as she reached onto her bed for a package that was there. She handed it to me, and I looked inside the paper sack to see a peculiar white plastic thing, about eight inches long. It looked like something you would see in a doctor or a dentists office, and I took it out and looked at it, not really having a clue as to what it was or for what it might be used. I then pulled out the package inside, a doctors prescription stuck to the side of it - insert one daily before going to bed - and I still didn't have a clue.

"I tried putting that thing inside of me and hurt myself," she began saying, and then she pointed down between her thighs and I realized where she meant.
I looked at the plastic applicator, and how long it was. Yuck! "Would you put it in?" she asked. I looked at the white applicator, then at Sam. "This thing?" I asked.
"No the tablet silly!" she said, starting to smile. "That thing's what hurt me."
I looked at the package, then took out one of the big brown tablets. "You want me... to put it in you?" I asked hesitantly, "down there?" I continued, pointing to between her thighs. She pulled her nightie up and laid back upon her bed, her head resting against the pillows, her womanhood exposed with the mound of thick black hair cropped up at the top and the slit with lessening hair and pouting lips descending from out of it.

She nodded, then placed both hands down and parted the lips, exposing a part of her I'd never seen, not even when I'd caught her naked in the bathroom on one occassion. It was similar to that of Kim's, the only other that I'd seen.
"With my finger then?" I asked, putting aside the applicator and laying it on the night-table beside us.

She shook her head. "With your thingie," she said, pointing to the rising thing inside my pyjama's. "Your finger's too short. It won't go in me far enough." "You want me to...?" I said said hesitantly, before she interupted. She shook her head. "I just need you to push it in, as far as it will go up in there." She lay down on the bed, and opened up her thighs some more as she waited for the rider to mount her, and watched as the stiff penis was removed from in the pyjama's and placed against the tablet at entrance of her vagina.

Slowly I pushed it in, till such as now my balls were up agains her butt, straining as the thing they were attached to pushed deep inside the swollen lips anddisappeared beyond. "Don't move," she instructed, as I went to start the process of the thing I'd done with Kim. She smiled, "I don't need you to be fucking me. You're my brother remember?" I nodded, and she squeezed it, the walls of her vagina now firmly clasped upon the thing, muscles deep inside of her now squeezing, playing with its knob. I just lay there with it in her as she brushed the hair away from her face, then spoke as if to question. "Kim tells me you
were the best she's ever experienced. I think now I know why."
"She told you that?" She nodded. "Said she came three times."
I didn't know quite what to say. "You'd better take it out of me and go back to your room."
I took it out; put it back inside my pyjama's and went to leave the room.
"Oh William," she was saying, as I went to leave the room.
"Did you read the package?"
I shook my head.
"It says 'once a day, before going to bed, for ten days'."

"So you want me back tomorrow?"
She nodded. I smiled and went back to my room. It was better than rubbing sun tan lotion on her tits! Twenty years have passed since then and much has since occurred. Fucking Kim became a regular occurence. She passed her bar exam soon after graduating from law school and now practices law in Boston with her husband. She got married about three years after the first occurence, and the last time that we did it, surprisingly enough, was just the night before she got married.

She had called me at home, crying, not sure if she was doing the right thing, and wanted to talk. By then I was eighteen and had a drivers licence and a car, and so I went over to her house and we went for a drive. We ended up in a secluded area down by the lake and walked for a while, then sat down in the grass as we listened to the waters lap against the lake edge. She talked a lot, and cried, and then we hugged, and one thing led to another and we ended up with all of our clothes off and fucking each other like a couple of crazy people. It was wild! It seemed that we were so exhausted from the experience that neither one of us could walk straight as we made it back to the car.

What happened between Sam and myself. Well she managed to get the tablets inserted as per the doctors instructions. Sam actually got married about six months after that and no further medication was required - so far as I was involved.
She and her husband moved to England, and then over to Germany where he was involved as an officer with the US military. It was four years later - I was Twenty by that time and still living at home - Kim had gotten married six months earlier - and Sam came home for Christmas and brought her two children with her. Her husband followed a week later. A couple of days after Sam arrived back home her and I went to a local dance put on by the community and we had the best time ever. It was great seeing her again! On the way home in the car she was squeezed up against me on the front seat of my truck, like we were a couple of young lovers out on a date. I parked the truck. She kissed me, the tongue and all, and she giggled about the 'medication' I had given her, suggesting regrets we'd never
gone the full distance.

We ended up going to bed in the early hours of the morning, and as I lay there I thought of what a great sister she was, almost like my best friend in the world, and for a moment felt a pang of jealousy for the guy she had married. There was a soft knock at the door, and a whisper, and I could barely make her out as she
snuck into the room, lifting up the covers of my bed and climbing in beside me. Iturned to her, then as I touched my arm against her I realized she was naked.
"I'm so horny!" she whispered anxiously, "If I don't get fucked tonight I'm going to be a basket-case by tomorrow."


We fucked, and as the pale light of dawn rose I watched her leave my room and head back to the guest room with the children. Our parents remarked the next morning how wonderful it was that their two children were such good friends, and expressed regret that for the first time in several years Kim would not be with us. ]]> Stories from the Net khurramqazi http://www.sexstoriespost.com/forums/showthread.php/27547-My-Older-Sister-Sam! give me a sentance with the word definatly in it http://www.sexstoriespost.com/forums/showthread.php/27546-give-me-a-sentance-with-the-word-definatly-in-it?goto=newpost Mon, 30 Aug 2010 11:54:24 GMT the teacher asks the class to give a sentance with the word definatly in it little suzie puts up her hand and says miss the sky is definatly blue. the teacher says very good suzie but it isnt today its grey then little lisa suzies best friend puts up her hand and says the grass is... the teacher asks the class to give a sentance with the word definatly in it
little suzie puts up her hand and says miss the sky is definatly blue.
the teacher says very good suzie but it isnt today its grey
then little lisa suzies best friend puts up her hand and says the grass is definatly green.
the teacher says very good lisa but when the sun shines it turnds the grass brown.
little kenny the class joker puts up his hand and says mis can i ask you a question first
the teacher says yes kenny . are farts lumpy .he teacher says no kenny they are not. then he says well ive definatly pooped my pants. ]]> Joke Corner kentheking http://www.sexstoriespost.com/forums/showthread.php/27546-give-me-a-sentance-with-the-word-definatly-in-it Twisted dreams http://www.sexstoriespost.com/forums/showthread.php/27544-Twisted-dreams?goto=newpost Mon, 30 Aug 2010 11:41:28 GMT Twisted Dreams.

Janice Crowley was an average mid forties woman; No that is not quite right; she was average only in the fact that she had average aspirations about her married life and sex in particular. For Janice's body could easily be mistaken for a twenty something woman; oh it was not by design of course but she did like to take care of herself; she called it looking after her husband's pride and joy.

Now this may seem a strange way to introduce the tale I am about to tell; but it must be clearly understood that as the norm Janice had no thoughts which could even remotely be considered perverted or twisted and definitely no thoughts of cheating on her husband; not accepting this will make the story a nonsense. What Janice did have was pounding headaches and had been doing so for the last two weeks.

Her doctor had examined her from head to foot; well wouldn't you want to look at every inch of a woman built like Janice; she was five foot six tall slim build with 38DD breasts but those breast were topped off with the largest nipples ever, a good two inch areola and a quarter of an inch thick teats which stretched out almost two inches in their own right; her pretty face was framed with raven coloured hair short cropped accentuating her ivory pale skin against its own darkness.

I digress; as I said her doctor had fully examined her and could find no reason for the headaches; MRI scans; ECG; all manner of tests had failed to find the answers and even the strongest prescription painkillers were not shifting the headaches. So almost as a last resort Janice was referred to an alternative therapist. Pamela Jones was that therapist and specialised in hypnotherapy. The problem was that Pamela had a weird side too and often during her sessions would try to find some secret or other about her patient.

Oh in the beginning it had been just a harmless exercise; a means of testing the level of hypnosis of her patients but lately she had seen an opportunity to indulge in her wildest fantasises using this information and had contemplated putting her own suggestions into the patients subconscious.

So it was this idea which sprang to Pamela's mind when she took the call from Janice asking to make an appointment for treatment. The day and the time were quickly set and unusually for this type of treatment Pamela had insisted that Janice take the last appointment of the day; not only that but it was for a full two hours. Pamela argued that it was in order to get the background details before the treatment commenced and not knowing any better Janice believed her totally.

The next shock for Janice happened when she went to the address given her by Pamela; for instead of a clinic type building it was a luxury apartment. She entered the foyer and took the lift to the seventh floor and found the flat number. Hesitantly she paused before pressing the bell and then shaking herself slightly she rang the bell and waited. A woman in a white lab coat answered the door and invited Janice in.

Stepping inside Janice looked around before bringing her eyes back to the woman standing before her. This woman introduced herself as Pamela Jones and held out a well manicured hand; shaking her hand Janice managed to mumble that she was Janice Crowley. Janice mentally scanned the woman as being five foot ten or eleven tall; around 160 lbs but not noticeably overweight and with medium sized breasts; her appearance was well tailored and neat.

Leading Janice through from the hall; Pamela showed her into a well lit living room which was well furnished and towards the back wall was an oak desk beside a typical psychiatrist's couch. Inviting Janice to remove her coat and then take the seat in front of the desk Pamela immediately sat behind it. Janice removed her coat and then looking round she could not find anywhere to hang the coat so she turned back to Pamela just as she swore she saw Pamela lick her lips suggestively. Pamela simply pointed to the sofa halfway across the living room and told Janice to pop her coat on the back of that. Janice felt Pamela's eyes boring into her back as she walked over to the sofa and on the way back she was certain that Pamela's eyes never left her large breasts as they swayed as she walked back.

Now taking her seat opposite Pamela, the session began in earnest. After taking a brief history of when the headaches started and where about on her head did she feel the most pain from her headache; Janice found herself answering much more personal questions. She was asked if she was married and having said she was; Pamela asked if the relationship between her and her husband was good or were there underlying problems. Janice defended her marriage resolutely saying her husband was a good man and their relationship was as good now as when they had wed twelve years ago.

Once more Janice was shocked when Pamela turned and asked and what about their relations; immediately Janice said that she was an only child and her parents were no longer around; as for Bob her husband he had two brothers older than he but never saw them anymore. Pamela suddenly laughed and said "no I did not mean kinfolk relations I meant sexual relations; my dear?"

Janice blushed before answering; Oh well you know how it is; after twelve years the flush of youth has gone and it becomes much more routine than spontaneous. Pamela simply nodded her head before continuing; do you masturbate and if so how often. Blushing an even deeper shade of red Janice declared; no I do not do any of that kind of thing!

Pamela explained that it was quite normal for women; especially long term married women to sometimes feel the need to relieve a persistent itch when as you say sex has become stale and routine. Janice instantly replied that I never said sex was stale with my husband; I admitted we did not go at it like rabbits every night but when we did make love it was good and I could not complain.

"Ah; so you would like to complain sometimes then!" challenged Pamela.

"No I did not say that I wanted to complain it's just that sometimes I was ready for it and Bob was too tired or he wanted something I am not keen on that's all; aren't all marriages like that?" Janice responded.

Pamela sensing she was alienating Janice; changed tact and asked Janice to describe her favourite sexual clothes; a confused Janice asked why and seemed satisfied with the response that she was complaining of headaches which normal tablets were not moving so maybe the problem was not so much a pain as a mental stress and the next sets of questions were to give Pamela a better idea of what things released the endorphins which relieved the stresses.

A rather embarrassed Janice began, "My favourite sexy clothes are a short tennis skirt with light white full panties below and a semi transparent bra and blouse to finish it off!"

"What about your husband's favourite bedroom wear for you to put on?" asked Pamela.

"Well I suppose nowadays it would be something he can quickly get me out of!" Janice answered without thinking.

"Ok so let me get this straight; you are telling me that he wants the sex over and done with quickly and so he prefers you to wear something easy to remove or nothing at all!" Pamela probed.

"Well yes in a way! But no not really. Oh I don't know I never thought about it that way!" a flustered Janice responded.

"When was the last time you two role played and he had to seduce you all over again?" Pamela asked.

"Well that would have been about fourteen years ago when we began courting!" Janice answered.

"Now about your usual sexual acts; what would you describe as the wildest thing he has ever done to you?" Pamela quizzed.

Blushing once more Janice began to reply, "Well a few years ago now he took me out in the car and found a wooded area and we made love under the stars?"

"How did you feel about that?" Pamela asked.

"Exhilarated; just the thought of being seen or worse made my body feel so alive!" she confessed

"Now a last couple of questions; and then we can begin to sort out your problem; although I must tell you now that this is going to be a fairly long process; may be ten or twelve visits!" Pamela confessed.

Janice simply nodded and nervously shifted in her seat.

"Right; how often have you instigated the sexual act with your husband?" Pamela enquired

"Oh God never; my husband told me on our wedding night that he was the boss and has remained so ever since!" Janice confided.

"Has he ever fucked you up the arse; cum over your face and tits or even pissed over you?" Pamela asked stressing the sexual words like fucked. As she did so she noted that not only did Janice blush more and more but also her nipples where getting harder too.

"Why are you talking like that?" asked Janice.

Now standing up Pamela slowly walked around the desk and sitting with her arse half on and half off the edge of the desk she parted her legs and made sure her skirt rode up her thighs almost threatening to flash her panties; before leaning forward she said in a low sultry voice;" because I wanted to observe your large nipples which during our chat have grown and stiffened indicating to me that no matter how much you protest at being outraged you're also becoming turned on!"

Janice could not resist looking at the parted thighs of Pamela and wondering if this woman was wearing panties; then in an instant she shook her head and returned full concentration to what was happening right now. "I am not used to language like that so obviously it would have a detrimental effect on my appearance!" she protested.

"Then answer the question and we can move on?" Suggested Pamela.

"What question?" asked Janice.

"Has he ever fucked you up the arse; cum over your face and tits or even pissed over you?" Pamela repeated.

"Well again just after we were married he tried to fuck me there but it was too painful so he stopped and because of that he did make his thingy shoot over my face and told me to lick it clean but he has never urinated on me ever!" She defended.

"No Janice tell me properly!" demanded Pamela.

"What!" shrieked Janice.

"Tell me in your own voice that he tried to fuck you up the arse when you were just married!" hinted Pamela.

"About a month after our wedding; Bob, that's my husband, told me he wanted to try something different and suggested anal sex; being naive I agreed but as he started to push his thing!" she said

Suddenly she was interrupted by Pamela, "You mean his prick; cock, dick!" she declared, "use its name don't call it a thingy!"

"He started to push his cock up my arse and the pain was unbearable so crying I begged him to stop and he did just that!" an embarrassed Janice recounted.

"And!" demanded Pamela.

"And; I suppose to make up for it he asked me to suck his cock and I did; until he shot his stuff over my face and tits!" she continued

Again Pamela interrupted her, "His stuff; if you mean his sperm; spunk baby making goo then say so why do you find it hard to talk about sexual things and try to hide behind non graphical words!" Pamela demanded.

"I suppose from my upbringing; because I was never allowed to talk about sex, it was considered dirty and sinful to even mention it let alone openly discuss it!" Janice confessed.

Pamela then asked Janice, "Ok so one last question and then I can plan out your treatment! Have you ever been with or fancied having sex with another woman?"

"Oh god no I am not a lesbian for goodness sake; my mother would be spinning in her grave at the mere thought of such things!" responded Janice.

"Ok then I think I have it now but before I agree to hypnotise you I really need to dispel some myths; firstly I cannot make you do anything against your will whilst either in the trance like state or afterwards by thought suggestion; alright!" she explained

Janice nodded.

"However there are some underlying problems which need to be removed before we can even start to remove the root trouble of your problem! Do you trust me to do what is right and necessary to cure your problem?" Pamela continued.

Again Janice nodded.

"Very well; As I perceive that your underlying stress is caused through sexual repression from an early age; what I suggest is both radical and unnerving the first time you do it; but doing it will help remove the barriers that mentally you appear to be fighting and therefore mentally stressing yourself to such high levels!" she stressed, "Does that make sense to you and are you happy to continue!"

A little bewildered but eager to get rid of these damned headaches; Janice agreed to do anything. So Pamela slowly raised her short skirt until her pink panties were clearly visible; before saying, "Describe to me what you are looking at and everything you see me do; is that understood?"

With an extremely dry mouth, Janice tried three times to answer her but never let her eyes move away from those pink panties; eventually Janice managed to mumble "yes!"

"Begin then!" demanded Pamela.

"I see your very pretty pink panties!" muttered an excited Janice.

"Not good enough, so you pay a forfeit; remove your blouse!" Pamela demanded.

As if the hands on the end of her arms belonged to someone else Janice sat there in a state of shock as her hands moved up and began unbuttoning her blouse. Once all the buttons were undone the hands magically returned to their resting place.

"I said remove your blouse not just undo its buttons" the firm almost droning voice of Pamela demanded.

Again as if with a will of their own; Janice sat still whilst these hands she seemed unable to control slipped the blouse off her shoulders and held it out to Pamela.

"Drop it!" was all Pamela said, before she continued, "Begin again!"

"I see your very lacy pretty pink panties!" echoed Janice.

"Still not good enough!" Pamela warned her. "Just this once I will show you what I mean and then after that any other mistakes will be punishable with forfeits!" she continued, "You can see my pretty lacy pink panties stretched over my excited and well open cunt lips and the area between those cunt lips looks like it is very wet and horny indeed!" She exclaimed.

Janice could not believe she was hearing this but as she took the words in she saw they were true for the panties were stretched over a well excited and wet cunt.

"Now continue!" demanded Pamela as she slowly placed her hands on the wet patch of her panties and began to run her finger tips up and down the crease.

"I see your fingers lightly running up and down your sexy panties and spreading the wetness around!" Responded Janice.

"This is impossible; have you not learned anything from my example!" Pamela gasped in anguish, "Remove your skirt this instant!" As if in a dream Janice stood up and undid the waistband of her skirt and watched it fall to the floor. "I see you too are more than a little excited!" declared Pamela.

Janice followed Pamela's gaze and saw her own white plain panties had indeed got a wet patch similar to Pamela's. Janice sat down embarrassed and clamped her legs together until the stern voice of Pamela demanded she open her legs wide.

All idea of refusing simply drained away and slowly at first Janice's legs parted.

Pamela now realised that Janice was going to be an easy subject to hypnotise and should be put into a trance as soon as possible in fact right now.

"Janice; this is not going to work like this; so I am going to have to get even more radical; be so good as to remove all your clothes and then go lie on the couch over there." Pamela instructed.

In a mindless whirl; Janice stood up and quickly removed her bra but felt more than a little conscious of removing her panties until Pamela reminded her that she was technically a doctor so there was nothing to be ashamed of.

Now naked and lying on the couch; Janice sat waiting for Pamela to move on to the next stage; but Pamela was momentarily lost in her own world wondering what those large gorgeous tits would feel like pressed against her own lips as her tongue flicked those large nipples or even better still how much of those nipples would slide inside her now soaking wet cunt.

Pamela now approached the naked prone figure of Janice lying on her consultation couch; she slipped alongside her sitting close to her hips and gently took her hands and placed them up on her head.

"Close your eyes!" Pam advised; "Now imagine a bright green light about four hundred yards away in front of you; Now when I tell you to begin I want you to take five deep slow breaths; I want you to concentrate on that green light but listen to my voice; you will feel my hands touching you and as they stroke your body the green light will flicker; this is your energy light; the more you relax the brighter the light will become and the larger it will appear!" Pamela droned on, "Do you understand?"

Janice shuddered at having a woman so close to her naked body but answered, "Yes"

Pamela then waited a second or two and then continued, "Begin breathing deeply and as you slowly release the air from your diaphragm (she said touching Janice's tummy) you will relax your shoulder muscles!" To Pamela' Janice skin felt silky smooth and cool to touch; however for Janice, Pamela's fingered felt lightning hot and sent sparks of electricity into her very soul.

And again another deep slow breath in; when Janice stopped taking the air into her lungs; Pam waited a second or so before placing her hand flat on the pubic area of Janice and telling her to slowly release the air and relax her arm muscles and her stomach muscles too.

With the third breath; Pam's hand was press flat against Janice's heated cunt but still nothing sexual had happened between them; this time she was to relax her shoulders; arms; stomach and butt cheeks. In between the breaths Pam suggested Janice's eye lids were getting heavy and her mind was slipping into a pleasant place far far away where she was happy and carefree.

On the fourth breath Pam had two fingers up Janice's cunt and told her to relax her shoulder's; arms; stomach; butt and thigh muscles. Janice was now in mid trance and was swooning away to her happy place and as such was not aware of Pam's free hand lightly feeling her left nipple.

Again between each breath; Pam waited and checked for involuntary reaction from Janice when none came she then instructed her to take then next breath and to relax her body fully whilst Pam was now bringing her own head down to taste Janice's ripe rock hard nipple. Just before She sucked the nipple into her mouth; Pam told Janice she was now safely in her safe space and nothing could harm her; however she was young again and as a sixteen year old she was about to experience her first woman on woman sex and she wanted it to happen. Surprisingly Janice simply moaned in a relaxed voice and said "Oh yes I want to feel her kissing my cunt and probing my anal ring with her fingers!"

Pamela then asked Janice to describe who was with her and what they were doing; As Pam now began sucking on Janice's large nipple she listened intently to Janice describing how Bob's sister Tracy was feeling her cunt and now going down to suck her pussy juices whilst fingering her anal ring. Sensing what was about to happen Pamela slid her hand beneath Janice who willingly hoisted her ass up allowing free access and simply moaned deeply as Pamela began fingering her hot anal hole.

Janice's cunt was a blaze with passion and flooded with juices now beginning to pool on the leather couch; Pamela dipped her head between Janice's open legs and licked up the clear honey sweet cunt secretions. Realising time was against her Pamela ended the session by firstly planting a trigger word in Janice's subconscious and then planting the idea she wanted lesbian sex at least once per week; she slowly brought Janice out of her trance and when she finally opened her eyes a prim looking Pamela was just lightly holding Janice's hands to her head. Janice suddenly recalled she was naked and tried to cover her large nipples with those hands but Pamela spoke softly to her telling her she was safe and fine and if the truth be known she should be proud of such fine upstanding nipples.

Just then Pamela did something that Janice never ever expected; she leaned forward and kissed her full on the lips and whispered I would give anything to have tits like yours. Something about the kiss calmed Janice instead of alarming her and she simply smiled and said thank you.

Pamela asked if she could measure each of her tits; before she went and got dressed and smiled to herself when an excited Janice agreed and suggested she may even like to photograph them and if she was really good Janice would allow her to suck them briefly.

As Pamela went to get the tape measure and camera; Janice wondered why she had said those things after all she had only just met this woman who was after all a doctor of sorts; but hey it could be a good experience to tell her husband if she ever managed to get rid of this headache and they got round to making love again

What Janice did not know was that Pamela had set these conditioned responses in her subconscious to test her level of susceptibility to pre programming.


Chapter two to be posted real soon. ]]> Nonconsent niteowluk2003 http://www.sexstoriespost.com/forums/showthread.php/27544-Twisted-dreams MILFs and Boys http://www.sexstoriespost.com/forums/showthread.php/27543-MILFs-and-Boys?goto=newpost Mon, 30 Aug 2010 11:21:29 GMT Just a few I found to start with. Just a few I found to start with.
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]]> Erotic Images Forum writer999 http://www.sexstoriespost.com/forums/showthread.php/27543-MILFs-and-Boys My Step Sister and Her Friends http://www.sexstoriespost.com/forums/showthread.php/27542-My-Step-Sister-and-Her-Friends?goto=newpost Mon, 30 Aug 2010 07:44:34 GMT My name is DJ and I’m a 20 year old sophomore at a college in the southeast. While not physically large (6’1” and 205 pounds), I am no doubt blessed to be well endowed with a large cock that swells to 91/2” when fully erect. My dad remarried 3 years ago and my now 18 year old step sister, Yvette,... My name is DJ and I’m a 20 year old sophomore at a college in the southeast. While not physically large (6’1” and 205 pounds), I am no doubt blessed to be well endowed with a large cock that swells to 91/2” when fully erect. My dad remarried 3 years ago and my now 18 year old step sister, Yvette, is totally hot. Although she and I never previously engaged in any sexual activity little did I know that this was all about to change. And so my story begins….

In late May, I was flying back home for a well needed break before our summer football workouts started. Upon landing at the airport, I called home to let my parents know that I had landed and that I would be taking a limo from the airport. Yvette answered the phone and said that dad had been called away to Europe for a business trip and that my step mom went with him. They we going to stay in Europe for another 2 weeks for a little vacationing. My dad is an executive VP with a large company and we do not hurt for much. Our house is extremely large with a nice pool area with cabana.

Yvette said she was just hanging out by the pool with her 2 best friends, Tammi and Liz who are both just as hot as Yvette. Upon arriving at the house, I was met at the front door by Yvette and her friends and my jaw almost hit the floor. We all kissed and hugged and said our hellos. The girls were each wearing thong bikinis and looking tan and hot as ever. Yvette is a 5’3” brunette with dark olive skin. She has a rock hard body and 34C tits. Tammi (18 years old) is the tallest of three at 5’6” with a golden tan and huge 36C tits. Liz (19 years old) is a slender brunette, stands about 5’3” and has tits about the same size as my step sister’s 34C. Yvette asked if I wanted to join them at the pool and I said sure, let me put my bags away and change and I’ll be right out. I could feel my cock begin to twitch a bit at the thought of hanging out with these young hotties especially since it had been about 3-4 weeks since I had pounded my last piece of pussy.

I made my way down to the pool and the girls were sitting on their lounge chairs drinking margaritas. I poured myself a tall glass and sat in a chair that was angled but facing the girls. With my mirrored shades on it was easy for me to enjoy the view. We were making small talk when Tammi says, “Hey DJ, is it true what we have heard at school about you?” “I don’t know,” I said, pouring myself another margarita. “It depends on what it is you have heard.” To which Liz piped in, “Come on, you know what we’re talking about.” Yvette then asked the girls, in sort of semi-slurred speech, to stop throwing questions at me and just chill. I could tell the girls were getting a bit tipsy and I was getting more turned on with the view. Tammi, ever the bold one, then looked at Yvette and said, “Come on, we have been waiting all day for DJ to get home and we want to see if his cock is as big as you have been telling us about.” Playing along, I got up and poured the girls some more margaritas looked at Yvette and asked her what exactly had she been saying. “Well I haven’t seen you hard or anything, but I have seen you naked and you are pretty big.

Bigger than any of the guys at our high school.” By now, I could feel my cock begin to grow and a small tent was beginning to form in my swim trunks. The girls noticed this as well. “Looks like the view from behind those shades is turning you on,” said Liz. “Yeah, not too shabby,” I replied. “Can we see your dick, DJ?” Yvette blurted. “Gosh, as much as I’d really like to show you girls, I’m not so sure it would be right.” I replied. “Well we’re all really horny and want to see your cock, so I don’t think you have any other choice,” said Tammi. By now, my cock was semi-erect knowing that I was about to happen. “OK,” I said as my cock was now about half hard. “Why don’t you three sit in front me and I’ll give you peek. But, you’ll have to agree to do exactly what I say from here on out.” “Sure,” they blurted jumping out of their chairs and gathering around my chair.

My cock was now fully rock hard and I could feel its pounding pulse in my trunks. I stood up in front of the girls so that they could see the large tent that had formed. “Gosh you must be really hard,” said Liz. “Go ahead, pull down your trunks and let us see your dick,” urged Tammi. I pulled my trunks down and out sprang my throbbing hard 91/2” cock that was pointing straight up at the sky. My cock and balls are clean shaven which further accentuates its size. The girls gasped and just stared. Words like wow, oh my gosh and it’s huge were whispered. “Can I touch it?” asked Yvette. To which I responded, “sure, why don’t each of you touch it and play with it if you like.” Yvette got on her knees and reached out with her right hand and grabbed my cock. Her tiny hand barely covered half my cock. “God you’re huge, look how purple the head is,” she said. Just then, Tammi cupped my tennis ball sized nut sack and gently began to message my balls. Liz then told Yvette to slide her hand down so that she could get a feel of my cock. I looked down and thought I was in heaven. I was standing in front of 3 hot girls in skimpy bikinis that were at the moment giving all of their attention to my cock.

Yvette and Liz started to slowly move their hands in unison up and down my cock shaft as Tammi kept working on my balls. “Does it feel good when we pump your cock?” asked Liz. “Oh yes,” I said. Just then, Tammi leaned in and began flicking her tongue out letting it tickle the underside of my cock head. The girls took turns pumping, licking and kissing my cock and balls. After what seemed like an eternity, but was actually only about 15 minutes, my cock was leaking pre-cum and I began to get that cum feeling. “We can’t believe you haven’t shot your cum yet. The high school boys would have gone off long ago,” said Yvette. “Well, in another minute or so I will shoot my cum, so why don’t you girls take a break and take off those bikinis so that I can see you naked,” I said.

They stood up and removed their bikinis and I thought I would shoot my cum right then and there without anyone even touching my cock. Tammi is a true blonde with a shapely ass and a small patch of hair covering the length of her pussy crack. Her nipples on those 36C sized tits were large and golden brown. Liz’s tits were also gorgeous with dark brown nipples and her pussy had a small patch of hair just above the top of her crack. Glancing over at Yvette almost made me spurt cum. She’s a work-out queen with tight abs, firm 34C tits and a plump J-Lo ass. Her pussy was completely clean shaven. Standing there we were all just sort of kissing and rubbing each other. I suggested that we move into the bedroom in the pool cabana and continue our action. Once inside, Yvette turned to me and said, “God I want you to fuck me hard with that big dick. We all want you bad.” I locked lips with her for a deep french kiss and then looked at all them and said, “I’m going to try and cum in each of your holes as many times as I can until my dick just won’t get hard. How does that sound?” Tammi kneeled down and started to suck my cock while Liz dove between Yvette’s legs to give her pussy a good licking.

I shifted my position a bit so that I could finger fuck Liz’s pussy and ass which was sticking up as she was bent over. Tammi was just licking and sucking my cock head while her right hand pumped the base of my cock and her left hand squeezed my ball sack. Yvette was really starting to grind her pussy into Liz’s face and announced that she was close to cumming. I had my thumb in Liz’s pussy while my middle finger was rubbing her now swollen clit. Yvette groaned and screamed that she was cumming. I rubbed Liz’s clit faster and heard her moan as her pussy had a spasm around my pumping thumb. All of this was too much and I felt the cum start to rise from the base of my cock. “I’m gonna shoot my cum,” I said looking down at Tammi. Liz and Yvette heard this and hopped down from the bed kneeling on either side of Tammi who was now pumping my cock with both hands. “Oh fuck, I can’t hold it anymore, pump my cock hard.” The first blast sprayed all over Tammi’s face and tits. I grabbed my cock and aimed it at Yvette and then Liz. After 7 or 8 blasts, I finally stopped cumming and the girls took turns licking me clean. They each had cum on their face and tits.

Yvette grabbed a towel and the girls cleaned up a bit. I was sitting on the edge of the bed when Liz said, “Look, his cock is still hard.” Actually, I was only half hard when Yvette kneeled in front me and said, “Let me get that monster back in action.” She lifted my heavy ball sack and slowly traced her tongue from my ass crack all the way up the length of my cock and then her tongue tickled the sensitive spot on the underside of my cock head. I lay down on the bed and Liz straddled my head and leaned forward to help Yvette with my cock. Tammi slipped under Liz to suck her tits and spread her legs so that I could play with her pussy and asshole. My cock quickly got super hard again and we were all moaning in unison. It did not take Tammi long to cum especially since her pussy was already boiling hot after sucking my cock earlier. She groaned really load and asked me to rub her clit faster. “Fuck yes…rub it faster…fuck I’m cumming.” Liz was not far behind as I furiously licked her clit. She must have had her hand wrapped around my cock because as soon as her pussy started to spasm and cum hard, I felt a tight squeeze on my cock as if she was holding on for dear life. I told the girls to line up along the side of the bed and bend over because I wanted to take turns fucking their pussies.

My eyes immediately went to Yvette’s J-Lo ass and I rubbed my fat cock head along the length of her wet pussy crack. “Fuck me now, come on I want you to fuck me hard,” she said. She pushed her ass back towards me and my cock began to slowly enter her pussy. I grabbed her hips and steadily sank my entire cock into her all the way to my balls. “God you’re huge, that feels sooooo fucking good.” With that, I began to pump in and out of her pussy with long strokes from the base of my cock all the way to just the tip of my cock head. I picked up the pace and her breathing got harder. After about 10 minutes of pounding into Yvette’s pussy, I looked over to Tammi and asked if she was ready for a good fucking. “Yes,” she said as her and Liz were fingering each other. I slowly pulled my rock hard pussy-juice covered cock from Yvette and stepped behind Tammi. She raised her ass a bit and I found her sweet honey hole and slowly pushed my cock all the way inside. Tammi groaned and asked me to go slow until she could get used to my size. I complied and slowly started to pump in and out of her pussy.

After 10 or 12 strokes she began to pump her ass back into me at a faster pace. I took that as my queue and started to pound away at her pussy. “Oh yeah, fuck me, shit yeah fuck me,” she gasped in between breaths. I kept this pace up for a while, but knew that I would have to slow down soon or I would fill her little blonde cunt with a large load of cum. “Bet you like this fucking better than what you get from Bobby,” chimed Liz referring to Tammi’s boyfriend. “Bobby’s dick is nothing compared to this,” Tammi said in between her heavy breathing. “He would have cummed in me after 5 strokes.” I then slowed my pace a bit because I started to get that familiar cum feeling and I still had to take care of Liz’s pussy. I winked at Liz and told her that I was ready for her pussy. But first, I withdrew my cock from Tammi and told her and Yvette to slowly clean me using only their tongues…no hands or sucking allowed.

My cock was throbbing and pointing straight up to the ceiling. The girls complied and did a good job of cleaning their cunt juice off my cock. This gave me a little time to settle back down and lose that cum feeling. I turned to Liz and pressed my cock against her cunt hole. My head popped into her hole. She was a bit tighter than the other 2 girls even though her cunt was wet. I started to pump in and out of her hole with a slow pace. Tammi climbed under us and had me spread my legs a little bit. My balls were slapping against Liz's tiny cunt and then I felt Tammi's hands and tongue against on my sack. I told her that if she kept that up I was going to blow my load in Liz's pussy. "Yeah DJ, please shoot your cum in me. I want to feel you cum" Liz said looking back at me. From behind me, Yvette stuck her cunt juice soaked middle finger into my ass and started pumping it in and out. With that, I rammed my cock harder into Liz until I could no longer hold my cum. With one last thrust, I held her hips tightly and splattered the inside of her cunt with 6 or 7 blasts of cum. I slowly withdrew my now spent cock and watched the girls lick each other clean. [/CENTER][/LEFT] ]]> Stories from the Net khurramqazi http://www.sexstoriespost.com/forums/showthread.php/27542-My-Step-Sister-and-Her-Friends My Doctor cured it http://www.sexstoriespost.com/forums/showthread.php/27541-My-Doctor-cured-it?goto=newpost Mon, 30 Aug 2010 07:10:43 GMT My doctor cured it. I received my annual check up letter from my old family GP; only this time it also announced the surgery had been taken over by a new doctor as my old one had now retired; further more it stated that all annual medicals would now take over an hour and a half so would be... My doctor cured it.

I received my annual check up letter from my old family GP; only this time it also announced the surgery had been taken over by a new doctor as my old one had now retired; further more it stated that all annual medicals would now take over an hour and a half so would be scheduled for the end of the day.

“Ok!” I thought, “Obviously wants to be really thorough for the first one!” Boy I did not realise just how thorough my new doctor and nurse intended to be. I phoned to confirm the appointment and the reception actually put me through to the nurse for some additional information or so they said.

“I confirmed I was male; my date of birth and my marital status as being divorced and then an unusual question almost threw me; “How large and thick is your penis when fully erect?” the female voice asked.

I hesitated before spluttering my answer of seven and a half inches; before the next shocker of a question; “Have you ever had same sex intercourse or sexual experience?” she asked. I demanded to know why such questions, as it was surely a personal thing and unless it caused me a medical problem was for me to know only. The female voice simply answered that “It helps them prepare for the sort of examination to ensure fully my future well being! But you can always decline to answer if you’re ashamed!”

“I am not ashamed of anything I have done, sexual or otherwise!” I stated, “Yes many years ago I did engage in male to male sex when a teenager; it was a try it and see stage I was going through!” I answered.

“Thank you!” the nurse answered and finished the conversation with “See you Friday night at 6 pm sharp!” then she put down the phone. I sat there for a few minutes thinking and the more I thought the more a mental picture came into my head of the woman I had just been speaking too, In my mind's eye I saw her as being late fifties, buxom and almost matronly in appearance. My mind kept going back to the same sex question and I began to recall how as a sixteen year old; A clearly gay friend of mine had invited me over to look at his model railway layout knowing it was also an interest of mine.

He had led me to believe his mother at least would be there but when I turned up he said she had gone off to see a sick relative and would not be back for some hours; but he lead me out to the garage and showed me the six foot by four foot train layout complete with station and village. He told me he kept all his good trains in a case beneath his bed in his own bedroom and invited me up to see them.

I sort of knew where this was leading but was curious too so I casually accepted his offer to go look at the trains; once in his room he pulled out a case from under his bed and placed it beside me. For a split second I thought I had misjudged him until he opened the case and there inside were not trains as he said but it was porno magazines, not just any porno magazines but mainly men on men magazines. He made a lame excuse that he had grabbed the wrong case and as he began to close the lid, I stopped him and pulled a magazine out and began flicking through it.

Suddenly he was beside me and telling me about a guy on page 64 who had a cock to die for; he described it as circumcised and about fourteen inches long and as thick as his wrist; I doubted any real cock could be that size and dared him to show me. Excitedly he flicked to the page and laid it open on the bed; then he said compare that picture to this and he dropped his trouser and pants and showed me his six inches already more than semi hard cock; He asked about my own cock and I said my one was about the same size as your own; but he asked to see it.

I must confess I very nearly bolted out of the room but instead I nervously stood undid my trousers and let them and my pants fall to the floor. Glynn then knelt in front of me to get a better look he said and next thing I knew he had my cock head in his mouth and was rolling his tongue over my plum coloured head. Well as a teenager full of hormones and with his skilful tongue I was rock hard in seconds; my natural urges took over and I began thrusting into his mouth.

Just as quickly he pulled away from my cock and asked me to return the favour and suck his; I must confess he had given me such pleasure I felt mean not to repay the feeling so I knelt and gingerly took his cock into my mouth. I imitated his actions and was delighted to see his reaction was same as mine to begin thrusting.

As I sat recalling all this I suddenly became aware my cock was threatening to burst from my trousers.

In my mind's eye I recalled how he had then begged me to slip my hard cock up his arse and to fuck him; so as he knelt beside his bed I took my first sample of another anal chamber as he read a story out allowed about a boy who’s own father came to his room each night and sucked his supposed sleeping son’s cock till it sprayed it cum all over his face; and how the boy longed to return the favour or even allow his dad to take his anal cherry.

Needless to say Glynn, begged me not to cum up his arse as he wanted to taste my seed and as my tingling balls threatened to explode I told him to suck me. My first few spurts hit him on his chin and forehead but he soon had my spewing cock inside his mouth and draining my jism for all he was worth. He asked if he could return the favour and fuck my arse but I was scared and promised him maybe next time but I did allow him to fuck my mouth and tasted my first load of another man’s spunk.

Now here I was some thirty years later sat reminiscing and sporting a raging hard on to boot. It made me wonder about my forthcoming appointment tomorrow and what would happen. That night my dreams were invaded by cocks and spunk; I even dreamt about taking a cock up my own arse which I had never actually done as Glynn had to move away not long after our little escapade.

Friday dragged slowly as I waited for the time to set off for my appointment; after what seemed like several days it was time to leave for the surgery and ten minutes later I was outside and preparing to go into the reception area. I handed in my name and appointment time and was instructed to go sit in the reception area. Five minutes later a stunning angel in a white nurse’s uniform entered and called out my name.

She was about five foot four tall, very slim waist and the largest tits I have ever seen on such a small frame; I later found out they were 42DD, but looked three sizes bigger because of her slight stature. She has shoulder length blonde hair and legs which seemed endless from her shapely ankle to her full firm thighs which disappeared up under her short uniform dress. The six inch stiletto heels looked uncomfortable to walk in but made her look so fuckable my cock began to stir the moment my eyes adjust to this vision of sex on legs.

I recognised her voice instantly as the nurse I had spoken too on the phone so I chastised myself for being so wrong in my imagination of her appearance. I eagerly followed her through the door and into the examination room. She asked me to confirm my date of birth and as I spoke I felt her hand on my bulge; she gave me one of those sexy reassuring smiles and winked as she said, “Glad to see your not one of those who over exaggerate your manhood size!”

I weakly smiled but did not pull away and she seemed happy to lightly stroke it as we stood in silence; then she broke the silence saying that I would need to undress and put on this gown but if I needed help in doing this she would stay and gladly help and as she said this she tweaked my now almost rock hard cock.

I manage to mumble I could just about cope and as she left she stopped by the door and made a slow show of brushing some imaginary thing off her breast; in fact all she did was draw my attention to her large bust and the clearly hard nipple below the stretched tight material.

When the door was closed; I quickly undressed and slipped the gown on feeling rather exposed around the back as the fastening exposed my arse. I moved over and sat on the examination table; just as Nurse Rose entered the room again, she smiled in my direction before slowly licking her lips in the most seductive of ways.

As she approached me she said “Dr John Jacobs, will be here shortly but I need to do some of the minor exams before he gets here, is that ok with you?”

All I could do was nod as my throat was so dry and my eyes could not break away from her large bust, in fact I swear she had unzipped some more of the front fastening zip as her cleavage was much more prominent now. She asked if I was worried about being naked in the room with her and I shook my head. She then took hold of my gown and pulled it from my body; instantly her eyes locked onto my hard cock and she smiled; “Wow bet you made your wife happy with that monster!” she cooed.

“Hardly or why did she run off with someone else after 19 years of marriage?” I replied.

“The fucking fool!” Nurse Rose mumbled and it was now my turn to smile.

The nurse firstly measured my cock in length and thickness and then caressed my balls as she told me she was checking for any unusual lumps. I suspect she was interested in more than just any unusual lumps as she certainly took her time and never actually let go of my cock whilst doing it. She almost shocked me again when she said I could ask her any questions I wanted, whether personal or medical and she added; “Yes my tits are real and measure 42DD, my nipples are sensitive to the point where they can give me an orgasm simply by being pinched and sucked.” Before I could respond her hand left my balls and found the zip on her uniform and it was past her navel in a flash, well the poor material when held together by the zip struggled to contain those beauties but now her tits spilled out and looked so delectable.

She took my hand and lifted it on to her right breast telling me to feel how hard the nipple was, I seized the opportunity to pinch her nipple hard and she sighed but did not pull away. I lowered my head and sucked her left nipple between my teeth and bit down firmly on it, my tongue instantly flicked across the end of her nipple and soon had her squirming.

Suddenly the surgery door opened and in stepped the doctor; my initial reaction was to drop her nipple from my mouth and try to cover up but she smiled and turned to the doctor and said “Dr John, the patient has shown excellent signs of responsiveness and cooperation and should be a willing subject for the full examination.”

Dr John Jacobs smiled and responded, “Good, that’s what I like to hear a surgery that can run as one big happy family and help each other out in whatever needs may come along.”

The doctor then moved closer and bent forward looking closely at my cock and what little of my balls he could see in the nurse’s hand. I was shocked when I saw the doctor kiss the very same nipple I had been mouthing only seconds earlier; meanwhile the nurse simply sighed another sigh.

Next the nurse released my balls and began undoing the doctor’s white coat; I expected to see him fully dressed beneath but he was not he was as naked as I was under that coat; strange thing was I never noticed his legs beneath the coat length as he entered the room. Although the doctor was about my age he had a slimmer stomach and a smaller thinner cock than my own; I later found out it was only six inches when fully erect.

Nurse Rose now began stroking the two cocks in unison and turned her head to kiss the doctor full on the mouth, not a greeting type of kiss but a full open mouthed French kiss swapping saliva and tongues as they did so.

The doctor pulled away and said, “We must examine this gentleman I need to check his temperature and instead of getting a thermometer he simply buried my cock in his mouth all the way to the back of his throat and held it there for what seemed an eternity. Eventually he released my cock and said his temperature feels a little high nurse, what do you think and Nurse Rose repeated the doctor’s action of sucking my cock deep into her mouth and holding it there.

Meanwhile Dr Jacobs now brought his face close to my own and taking my head in his hands he kissed me full on the lips forcing his tongue into my mouth as I sat there still shaken from everything which was happening, my natural urges took over in an instant and I returned his kiss passionately. By the time we broke from that kiss Nurse #Rose was also naked now, her shaved cunt was pierced by a single bar directly behind the head of her clit forcing it to remain proud of its natural hiding place.

My hands immediately found her wet puffy cunt lips and my finger nudged her clit causing her to wriggle like a worm on a hook. Doctor Jacobs saw where my hands was and he told me to stand up; having obeyed him he made me turn round and bend forward making sure than Nurse Rose’s cunt was where my mouth would come to rest; I immediately began to lick at her clit and cunt lips and was greeted by her gasps and her copious amounts of cunt juices flooding my mouth.

Suddenly I felt something soft and yet hard pressing against my anal ring and in an instant I almost screamed blue murder as the doctor’s cock forced its way past my sphincter muscle and came to rest deep inside my anal opening. The pain began to ease and soon the doctor was fucking my arse with long slow strokes as he told the nurse my arse felt so tight and so good. He then told her he hoped she would enjoy me fucking her arse as much as he was enjoying this.

The nurse then replied that he actually meant that he hoped I would fuck his arse as well as he was going to fuck mine and as she was only too well aware she would have to catch the results in her always eager cum trap of a mouth.

The Doctor laughed as he told her she knew him too well; I managed to mumble you mean he wants me to fuck his arse just like he is fucking mine; a joint chorus of you bet greeted my ears. As the doctor settled into the rhythm of fucking my arse he reached around and gripped my cock and began matching the strokes as he wanked my cock.

I busied myself in dipping my tongue into the hot wet cunt in front of my face, I tried to ignore the sensations I was beginning to feel deep inside my arse and tried to think of anything non sexual as my tongue and lips toyed with her ever approaching orgasm. Suddenly she went stiff and panted out her orgasm squirting loads of juices into my mouth and face.

The doctor took was feeling the pace as he suddenly yanked his cock out of my grasping arsehole and managed two strokes with his hand before he sprayed a large amount of white spunk all over Rose’s chest and face; then they kissed as he helped her lick up his spunk from her body. I eased myself from beneath him and ordered Rose to lay on the floor and for Dr Jacobs to get into a sixty nine position with her.

I watched as he buried his face in her crutch and she swallowed his cock before I knelt behind him and whilst Rose pulled his arse cheeks apart I placed my cock against his anal ring and in one forceful push rammed my cock all the way up his arse.

The force of my push almost took him over the top of Rose but he managed to scream his pain into her cunt as she almost bit his cock, I waited for his throbbing large colon to settle as he adjusted to the size of my cock buried inside him; in fact it was he himself who turned his head and begged me to fuck him hard. I slowly began to slide my cock out of his arse till only the head remained inside him before thrusting it home again; meanwhile I began to enjoy myself calling him a cock loving queer with a insatiable boy pussy and telling Rose she was a bigger whore than madam Cynthia Paine and she was a world famous whore.

Before long I could feel my passion building and knew I was about to shoot my load so at the very last minute I pulled out and sprayed my load over his balls and her face still full of his cock.

Nurse Rose let his cock slip from her mouth and sucked my cock in cleaning all the shit and cum from me; then she gathered up as much of my spunk from his balls and her face and held it in her mouth before they French kissed again and swapped the spunk.

I made Rose lay on the couch and I slipped my cock into her tight cunt and as I fucked her I pulled hard on her tits while I instructed the good doctor to wank over her face. She was licking the underside of his cock by the time I finally shot my second load deep inside her cunt and no sooner had I vacated her cunt than Dr Jacobs was there licking away at my load as it oozed out of her puffy lips.

Twenty minutes later my medial was over and the doctor said I had passed with flying colours however if I felt unsure of anything I could always book a last appointment of the day to be re-checked. I turned and told him I had a better idea I could always book a home visit by him, or the nurse or even both of them. ]]> niteowluk2003 http://www.sexstoriespost.com/forums/showthread.php/27541-My-Doctor-cured-it a great weekend http://www.sexstoriespost.com/forums/showthread.php/27540-a-great-weekend?goto=newpost Mon, 30 Aug 2010 04:22:11 GMT i got up out of bed as normal i sleep naked as i find it more comfy , checked my self out in the mirror , my long brown hair curvaceous body neat snatch and nice perky D sized breast did look good if i do say so myself , yeah i'm not going too deny it i'm hot ok and if you got it why not flaunt it , i put on my usual attire of a tight mini skirt and white vest top checked the mirror once more before leaving my room ,

my parents are away for the weekend for the anniversary so it is just me my 2 sister and 1 brother left at home with me being the oldest at 21 i was left to look after the others , my youngest sister Laura and my brother Greg both needed to be woken up for school so i casually walked into my brothers room without knocking looked over to his bed and too my shock quickly saw him slam down the lid of his laptop and try to cover up his raging cock but not before i got a good sight of his juicy looking 7 incher ,

"what the fuck kara , do you never knock"

lost for words and quite embarrassed i tried to act as casual as possible ,

" well excuse me i didn't expect my little brother to be getting his jollies off before school " i said with a smile

"ok can you just leave now, this is weird "

so i did , i walked out but could not deny that the sight had got me pretty damp between the thighs and as i went too wake laura this time knocking i couldn't stop thinking about the size of it ,

for the rest of that day while laura and greg were at school me and my sister sunbathed topless outside enjoying are extended summer holidays, my other sister paris was equally as good looking as me with shorter straw coloured hair beutifully pale skin smaller c cup breasts with delicious looking pink nipples, she was incredibly fit and her slim body and tight arse showed it and through her white g string im sure i could see the outline of a neatly shaved landing strip, as i sat there staring at her body and finding myself getting strangely aroused for the second time today i asked her ,

" ris have you ever though of greg , you know in a sexual way "

she turned back too me with a disgusted look on her face " no kara i haven't what the hell is wrong with you "

"well its just i saw his cock this morning and well its huge, at least 7 inches i'd say"

"really wow that is big and hes such a skinny guy"
"does he know you saw it"

"yeah i think so im going to talk too him tonight and apologise"

later that evening greg came home from school and i called him into my room preparing myself for a very awkward conversation ,

greg walked in " what is it sis "

"why don't you sit down " he did so and sat by me on my bed
"greg you know earlier , well how often do you do what i saw you doing"

"what why do you want to know that!"

"just tell me please"

"ok i guess at least once a day"

"wow that's alot, have you ever had sex before greg"

"what ! why do you want to know that now ! "

"if you dont want to tell me that's fine ,just go then "

" fine i will ... wait how did you know what i was doing earlier "

"well i saw your cock in your hand greg"

" arr man i though i hid it , you saw my cock that's weird "

"yeah it is a bit"

"I want too see yours"

"what!"

"you saw mine i want to see yours"

"NO"

"its only fair sis"

after alot of tooing and frowing i finaly reluctantly gave in , i stood up of the bed and slowly slid down my mini skirt revealing the small black thong i had underneath , gregs face was the picture of anticipation and excitement, i was also getting strangely turned on by the thought of him seeing my pussy , so i bent over and slipped of my thong revealing my neatly shaved pussy in all its glory .

"damm sis your hot"

"thanks bro , you can leave now"

" you saw me masturbating"

"yeah i did"

"so i get to see you masterbating"

"what no , thats sick greg " trying too sound disgusted but secretly i was excited

after once again pretending to argue with him i sat down on the other end of the bed spread open my legs a little and slowly slid in 2 finger , i was amazed how wet i was and let a low moan as i slid my digits in and out knocking my clit each time , i closed my eyes and moaned , i opened them too see greg staring right at my snatch and sliding his hands down his trousers , i let it go and continued to finger myself getting increasingly turned on as he started wanking to the sight ,

i spread my legs wider and increased the pace of my fingers letting out more moans as i did so, this was getting way out of hand and yet i did not want to stop it ,

"kara, i really want to go inside you"

"greg its wrong we can't to that" i new it was wrong but i couldn't kid myslef i wanted it too,

he crawled over to my side of the bed unzipped his trousers letting his big cock out ,
i spread my legs in preparation and at the same time slid of my top and unhooked my bra , there was no going back now,

he quickly took a nipple into his mouth and started sucking it felt amazing, he positioned his cock at my hole and slowly started sliding it in , it stretch my pussy to the max but i held back a screem and let him get the 1st 4 inches in , we were both moaning frantically and i put my arms around his back and thrusted my hips into his crotch as hard as i could , if i hadn't been so wet im sure he would have ripped me but now it was in and it felt unbelievable he slowly started to slide in and out of me and i looked at his face and started to kiss him passionately , his cock was still deep inside of me as i pushed him onto his back and got ready to fuck his brains out.

i sat down on his raging cock and the full 7 inches slid in i then began to bounced up and down as fast as i could my big tits doing the same , we were both moaning heavily now and i new we were close to climaxing,

"oh sis im going to cum you are so goood"

" oh fuck me uggggggh " was all i could get out as i felt a shiver go up my spine ,
and my first orgasm hit , it felt amazing my brothers cock deep inside me and my cum oozing out my pussy another orgasm hit soon after and i could n't help letting out a very loud moan,

" im cumming sis , im cummmmmming " shouted greg as he blew his hot sticky load deep inside me as i let out my third and final orgasm and collapsed onto his sweaty boys ,

at that moment i heard my door open and my sister paris walked in a look of shock and disgust on her face ,

"Cara . Greg what the fuck is going on! "

to be continued...

i know its a poor read , full of spelling mistakes and the punctuation is non existent but it is my first post :) so be nice ]]> Multiple Family Members dirtygirl911 http://www.sexstoriespost.com/forums/showthread.php/27540-a-great-weekend <![CDATA[WHATS YOUR VIEW [to young to chose]]]> http://www.sexstoriespost.com/forums/showthread.php/27538-WHATS-YOUR-VIEW-to-young-to-chose?goto=newpost Mon, 30 Aug 2010 02:09:39 GMT I attended the marrige of a fairly prominent politican on sunday his bride a stunningly beautifull 14 year old gitano girl it was actualy her birthday as well as her wedding day Her 36 year old husband the member of a prominent land owning spanish family, only recieving his familys blessings... I attended the marrige of a fairly prominent politican on sunday his bride a stunningly beautifull 14 year old gitano girl it was actualy her birthday as well as her wedding day

Her 36 year old husband the member of a prominent land owning spanish family, only recieving his familys blessings grudgingly the family turning up at the service at the last minute.
A problem with her age ? No the problem she was gypsy. Anyway shortley after the service a rush of cars pulled up outside the church and out jumped half a dozen or so Non spanish who began to harangue the congregation on the evil that had just been permited.

Spains age of consent is 13 the lowest in Europe and older men marrying younger women is not uncommon and in some quarters is seen as highly desirable if the gent in question is financially sound and there is a genuine attraction to the man by the girl
How do you judge that?

Whats the general view I am realy intrested to know ]]> General Discussion espana http://www.sexstoriespost.com/forums/showthread.php/27538-WHATS-YOUR-VIEW-to-young-to-chose An Oral Exam (school girl) http://www.sexstoriespost.com/forums/showthread.php/27533-An-Oral-Exam-(school-girl)?goto=newpost Sun, 29 Aug 2010 13:10:08 GMT An Oral Exam (This is my first story post here! Hope its good. Still working on my Wild West story) My name is Anne Gray and I had just turned 18 and Senior year was getting underway. All through the first part of the year I had had a crush on one teacher in particular. Mr. Dawson, a young... An Oral Exam
(This is my first story post here! Hope its good. Still working on my Wild West story)

My name is Anne Gray and I had just turned 18 and Senior year was getting underway. All through the first part of the year I had had a crush on one teacher in particular. Mr. Dawson, a young history teacher in his early thirties, with a handsome body it seemed(from his conservative clothes it was hard to tell) and a cute face. Mr. Dawson was, however, married; but this did turn my desire away--in fact it made it worse. I longed to know what Mrs. Dawson was getting, what was he packing I wondered.

I will admit I was a bit of a tart and while I had never had full blown sex yet, I had blown quite a bit. I was a cock sucker, my sweet soft lips were natural for it and my cute face and naturally large breasts, dark hair and green eyes and thin frame, made me quite a treat for the fellows lucky enough to hold my attention. I first sucked a cock when I was 16 and got rather good at it, or considered myself so.

I had only been with high school boys, and longed for a real man. Mr. Dawson was the man I wanted. My grades had been lacking in his class and he had talked to me about it once or twice, but I was a rebel and didn't quite care. Or maybe it was just Senioritis? Either way I wanted to conquer Mr. Dawson, at least taste him and let him feel a new fresh pair of sweet lips around his manhood. Mr. Dawson was a clean cut straight laced man, he rarely looked at the young girls in our classes, even those who tried to show off to everyone. He was good about his gaze not lingering too long. But I wanted him to gaze, to want me. I would try to tease him and tempt him to look, I would open my legs more than normal so he could see up my school's plaid skirt or unbutton an extra button or two and always ask him to come to my desk for some silly question.

One Tuesday I waited until the bell had rung, denoting the end of the last class, and thus the school day. I had Mr. Dawson's class in the last period of the day so I merely stayed behind. I walked up to Mr. Dawson's desk after the door had closed and was alone with him. I was in my uniform skirt and white blouse, my top two buttons undone and my black bra showing rather easily.

"Mr. Dawson," said I "can I ask you a question about my grades?"
"Of course Miss Gray." he replied, always trying to treat us like "young adults" as he put it.
I set my books down on his desk and stood there infront of him as he sat behind his oak desk toying with some papers.
"Mr. Dawson whats my current grade in your class? I know I have missed a lot of your classes over the last few weeks." I said tilting my head to one side trying to give the best puppy dog eyes I could.
"Well Miss Gray...." he looked up at me and I could see for a moment a glance at my breasts but then he quickly looked through some paperwork before replying.
"Well Miss Gray it looks like you currently have a 65 in my class, thats a D, and it is no doubt because you have been missing my class. If you miss class you miss turning in work, that in-turn makes your grades go down. I teach you history, but you should have learned some basic math by now I hope." He grinned.
"Mr. Dawson, is there any way to maybe bring my grade up? I would need to bring my GPA up and this class is really hurting it." I asked.

Mr. Dawson stood up and walked around his desk infront of me and leaned back on it, like he normally did when speaking with a student one on one.

"I don't know how you could really raise your grade in this class too much, you would have to ace every test and maybe turning in your homework would be a good start." Mr. Dawson crossed his arms.
"What about extra credit?" I asked cooly as I moved a little bit closer to him.
"An extra credit project might be possible, but you would have to put in a lot of effort. I am talking about a long well written essay, with lots of research done...." He started lecturing almost.
"What about more....personal tests?" I broke in quickly.
"What do you mean?" he asked puzzled.
"Well sir, I am not really good with your multiple choice tests. They kind of throw me off." I forced a grim face.
"So you want essay exams?" he asked as he raised an eyebrow.
"I was hoping maybe a little something different." I moved closer to Mr. Dawson, and he I could see his face start to blush a little bit.

Mr. Dawson put his hands on his desk and seemed to lean back a little bit more, as if trying to get away from me. I moved uncomfortably close.

"I...I...don't think I could do anything too special, other students might start asking for favors." He looked at me then shot a glance down my shirt but quickly recovered and looked into my eyes again.

"And what about an oral exam Mr. Dawson?" I smiled slyly as I pressed my body up against his, he towered over me as I moved one hand down to his black trousers and began to rub his crotch.

"Miss Gray!" He said shocked, he moved one hand to my shoulder to push me away, but I moved my body tighter against him and began to slide my way down to my knees. Mr. Dawson was breathing heavy now and I saw him begin to tense up.

"Miss Gray...You must stop....this....this...." his protesting ceased when I had had unzipped his pants and reached my soft hands through to his boxers and pulled forth his rather large cock.

I looked at it, in a bit of amazement, it was larger than all the high school boys I had been with. I quickly undid his belt as I looked up at him, I could see him fighting within himself. He wanted to go, but he wanted to stay. I slide down his pants and his boxers with one movement and quickly grabbed his shaft with one hand and began to stroke it slowly. He cock was well formed, now hard and his pubic hair was trimmed.

"I...I...I'm Married....I..." He try to convince me to stop. His plea turned into a groan when I moved my sweet mouth down to his cock's circumcised head and began to suck on it slowly. I used both hands to hold his shaft steady as I worked his cock with my mouth sucking on it slowly.

He began to grown with joy as he tilted his head back and closed his eyes. I began to take in more of his cock with each bob of my head. I was taking his his head and part of his shaft, over and over again. He felt so nice in my mouth, salty and hard. I was so wet myself from the excitement. I began to take in half of his shaft, moving my mouth and hands in unison along his long shaft. I looked up and saw him glance down with a groan of pleasure. I pulled back to his head and began to suck on his cock's head hard, but in short fast strokes. I flicked his head and then kissed it before licking around it, and then I slowly licked my way to his large ball sack.

One hand was busy stroking his shaft and the other held onto his thigh as I kissed and licked around each of his balls in turn. I the tried to suck on both his balls at once, but could only take in one at each time. He gripped his desk in pleasure as I tried to take both his balls into my mouth and succeeded. I then moved my mouth to his shaft, kissed it, then licked my way back to his head where I began to suck violently.

My head bobbed up and down on his cock's head over and over again. I looked up at him and moaned, my moans sending vibrations through my lips to his head and shaft. He began to moan loudly. I moved my head down further on his large cock, taking half of his shaft inside my sweet mouth. I went back and forth along his cock nearing his base with each attempt. I at last removed my hands placed them on his thighs and attempted to reach his cock's base. I went as far as I could and couldn't make it. I almost gagged, but I pulled back to his head and pulled off for a momment's respite.

I looked up and saw him breath a sigh, then I tried again and reached his base. I closed my cool lips tighter around his shaft and pulled back to his head slowly. His grip on his desk grew tighter than ever as he groaned with enjoyment. I then grabbed his shaft with both hands and began to stroke his cock while I sucked hard at his head in rapid movements.

His moaning grew louder and louder. He tried to mumble "Stop....." But he was too far gone. I began to speed up my mouth and my hands at the same time. He began to fidgit and I knew he was going to cum. I looked up at him and began to take in more of his head and shaft and close my mouth tighter around his cock as I sucked faster and faster. I wrapped my lips around his head as tight as I could and I felt his body shudder and heard him moan louder than ever as he shot a warm shower of cum into my mouth. I stroked his shaft harder and another volley came back to back. His warm jucies tasted sweet in my mouth as I sucked them down.

He stopped coming and I pulled off and looked up at him. His eyes were closed in pleasure as he just stood there. Then I went back on his cock and moved my hands away from his shaft and went to his base once more. I looked up at him and saw his eyes open wide and stare at me as his knees almost buckled. I closed my lips tightly around his shaft then moved back to his head sucking up all his jucies, one final sliver of cum shot into my mouth and I swallowed it with a moan of joy.

I sat there sucking on his cock's head for a momment longer than pulled off slowly. I kissed his head then moved to my feet. I gave him a quick kiss on lips and walked out of his room cooly. He looked at me in awe and in shock. But he felt a wave of guilty pleasure as I closed his classroom door behind me..... ]]> sexybjgal http://www.sexstoriespost.com/forums/showthread.php/27533-An-Oral-Exam-(school-girl) <![CDATA[LIsa's Dilemma 01]]> http://www.sexstoriespost.com/forums/showthread.php/27529-LIsa-s-Dilemma-01?goto=newpost Sun, 29 Aug 2010 09:52:43 GMT Lisa's Dilemma...

Lisa was unaware of the eyes watching her every move; as she inadvertently flashed her stocking tops to the mailman. Yes she knew the mailman was there and in her haste to collect the letter which required her signature she had to release her grip on her dressing gown, which opened just enough to show her white stocking tops framed against the ebony colour of her flesh. At 38 Lisa was in the prime of her life as Afro Caribbean woman so frequently are, her slender frame and pert arse often attracting a little too much attention for her prim and proper appearance, her 36 C breasts did not help conceal her natural beauty.

The Mailman was quick to seize on the opportunity and by deliberately dropping the pen she needed in order to sign for her letter, he had the perfect opportunity to kneel beside her slender legs and dainty feet with three inch heels on her stylish shoes adding extra height to her demure frame. Also it gave him the opportunity to get closer to her already horny young pussy; he could almost taste the aroma coming from her heated cunt.

She suddenly became a little flustered as her mind ran riot over the fantasy that had invaded her sleep the other night of just this kind of situation, only in her dream she was submissive and unable to move when the white mailman slipped his hand between her soaking legs and cupped her pussy. Whether by intuition or by second sight, Walter the mailman sensed his chance to at least feel this Negroid woman he had secretly fancied for months. He immediately slipped a hand up on to her thigh as he made out an attempt to stand up, she froze and lost all power to speak let alone move.

Seeing this as a sign to continue, Walter slid his hand higher up her thigh and took the chance to say, "Open your gown, my little black cock tease!"

As if someone else had taken control of her mind and body, Lisa instantly opened the gown to expose her tiny white thong and lacy bra. Across the road the unseen eyes almost popped from the young man's head as he watched the bitch of a teacher expose herself to the mailman. This self same teacher had punished him for having his hand up some slut schoolgirl's skirt with a weeklong detention starting tonight, how hypocritical of her to punish him and then allow this white man to see her entire body.

He was fuming as he planned a revenge for this bitch of a teacher. Concealing himself as best he could, he watched as the mailman led his teacher inside, closing the door behind him. Within seconds Ted was across the street and peering in through the window as he watched his prim and proper teacher slowly strip at the commands of the mailman. How different Lisa looked at this moment from that image she portrayed at school, at school the butter would not melt appearance was gone, as was the respectable knee length skirts, smartly pressed blouses and pristine jackets, here now was a horny wanton slut about to suck a white man's cock into her mouth at his express command.

Ted watched all the action and soon realised that his own cock was rock hard and ached like a granite boulder had landed on his foot. He now knew just how he was going to solve this aching and get revenge on this bitch of a teacher.

Later that day at school, Lisa sat in her usual prim dress code and always so polite position as the class assembled for the first lesson of the day. Suddenly at the back of the room, a commotion erupted and two boys began fighting. Springing to her feet, Lisa marched down to the figures now rolling around the floor and shouted for them to stop and to stand up. As they did so she was astonished to note that Ted was not amongst the trouble makers and before she even thought about it she had informed the boys they were both in detention tonight and for the next four nights for fighting in class. She did not see the smirk from Ted as this was announced.

Lisa was almost confused and alarmed when by the next but last lesson of the day, she had seven boys now attending the detention that night and most for the next few nights as well. She was glad she had a free period for the last lesson of the day as she would now need to sort out the work theory for the detention; when it had been just Ted, she had planned that he would write his lines on the chalk board and those lines were to have been 'The modern male student should remember the Victorian virtues of the gentlemen when thinking about the female body of fellow students' she had planned for Ted to write this 1,000 times. Now that was impossible without making Ted an even bigger cult hero to the rest of his classmates.

She decided instead that a lecture on the failing morals of the present society and the worldwide effects these were having would be much better suited for the number of students attending the detention, this of course meant her researching the topic during her last period before detention began. Although if truth be known she was still having difficulty coming to terms with the fact that this morning she had allowed the white mailman to not only take charge of her body but also to order her to strip off and never questioned his instructions when told to suck his cock. The final indignation was when he turned her over and spanked her arse before slipping his hard cock deep into her anal ring and she could still feel the cum dripping from her opening.

She was barely prepared for the last bell of the day, as she made her way to the detention classroom. As always the detention classroom was at the back end of the school so the students attending had to physically walk against the flow of students piling out of school for home. The head master had decided that this extra mental punishment should help serve as a deterrent to students misbehaving. Little did he know that tonight it was going to work in the students favour as they would be well away from any prying eyes of students or teachers leaving school?

Lisa marched into the classroom to be met by the group of seven male students, huddled together. She snapped for them to split up and take the seats in the front two rows. They stopped their conversations but did not make a move to split up; again she snapped at them, this time referring to Ted by name. The group parted but still did not disperse.

Ted then said, "Excuse me Miss James! But can you answer a question for us?"

Seeing this as a way to break the group up, she replied, "Yes, but only when your all properly sat down at the desks I have requested!"

They moved to the desks in the front two rows but no one sat in them. Ted continued "What is the correct title for a woman who allows a uniformed man to stick his cock in her mouth before making her take it up her arse?" he demanded.

Suddenly Lisa, blushed and quickly thought, he could not know that was what happened to her this very morning, so she tried to bluff her way out of it thinking he was trying to embarrass her and to get her to cut the detention short. She snapped back "What has that got to do with this detention!"

"Yes but Miss, why should I be in a detention for feeling up a fellow white student's cunt, when a black woman not only gives head to a white guy but allows him to fuck her up the arse unprotected!" Ted delighted in twisting the screw.

Lisa now knew that he was talking directly about her and somehow he had found out about her escapade this morning, but in a vain attempt to keep control of the session she had to put him down and in his place. "We are not here to discuss adult morals or sexual gratifications! But to educate you students about the social graces that society expects and demands!" she stressed.

Slowly and deliberately Ted walked up to the teacher's desk and backed up by his six fellow students began to surround Lisa. "But what is the difference between what I did with a willing fellow student and you did with that white mailman this morning, where you meekly obeyed his every command" he demanded.

Realising all semblance of order was now lost, Lisa made a vain attempt to get out the classroom, she made all of four paces when two pairs of strong arms grabbed her and forced her back to her seat. Form nowhere soft silk Japanese ropes were produced and she had her hands tied behind her back and to the back of her seat. Ted then pawed at her 36C breasts through her blouse cheered on by the fellow students. Lisa tried desperately to talk him into stopping before it became a serious sexual assault on a schoolteacher. But he just laughed at her and warned her everyone present would spank her if she did not shut the fuck up. She tried further to reason with him but received a sharp stinging slap across her face for her trouble. She was again told to shut the fuck up, he was now in charge and she would do exactly as she was told or she would suffer even more than he had already planned for her.

This sent a shiver down her spine but started a tingle in her cunt; she was both appalled and yet excited by the turn of events. She could already feel the cunt juices seeping from her cunt as she sat awaiting her fate. She was told that she would remain seated and quiet while the bonds were removed; although she was warned that any attempt to escape would be severely punished and as he had alerted the guys to their impending fun, he would not be able to prevent them taking matters into their own hands should she try to refuse.

He then added that her refusal or attempt to escape would inevitably result in great embarrassment to herself as he would not hesitate in sending the pictures of her actions this morning to the School head, the schools employment board and to the school website for all to see. As she was not aware her actions this morning had been watched she was certainly not aware of whether any pictures had been taken, she knew she could not risk losing her job and the public ridicule of being labelled a whore or a cum slut. She simply nodded her assent to Ted.

He motioned for Bob, one of the other students to release her from the chair and to untie her hands. Four other students then move the desk from the central area and also pushed her chair out of the way. Then Ted spoke up and ordered her to start removing her clothes, she was to start by removing her jacket and blouse, and Lisa could keep her bra on before finally removing her skirt.

Fifteen minutes later, she was stood in front of seven teenage male students wearing only her white lacy bra, thong style panties and white self-supporting stockings. Her nipples were already rock hard and trying to rip their way through the fine lacy cups of her bra. She could feel the cunt juices building in her cunt and hoped that no one would notice the wet area of her lacy thong.

Suddenly she saw Ted stood holding a table tennis bat and indicating with his swatting motion, his intention to spank her with it. She started to shake her head but then realised that it could be read as refusing and the dreaded photos would be sent. When Ted told her to bend over and grip her own ankles, she meekly obliged and soon felt the stinging slap of the bat as it warmed her arse cheeks. Ted delivered a further two slaps before handing the bat over to a fellow student and telling him "You make spank her three times, but between each slap you should place your hand on her arse cheeks to feel the heat generated and by the way why not check out how wet this bitches cunt is as you do so!"

Bob, now holding the bat quickly nodded and sent his first slap on to her right ass cheek, he then felt the spot the bat had contacted before slipping two fingers into the gusset of her panties and declaring this bitch's cunt is flooded. His further two strokes also followed the same path and plan as on the third slap he actually inserted a finger into her swollen soaking cunt.

He then passed the bat on to George, who like wise spanked and played with Lisa's hot sexy black body. By the time the fifth student took hold of the bat, he (Arthur) demanded to see this bitches tits. Ted had to remind Lisa that when she was told to do something by any of them she should do it immediately. She instantly stood up and was about to remove her bra when Ted grabbed one of her hands and stopped her; he then produced a four inch flick knife and sliced through the bra's back strap, watching the bra fall forward and on to the floor.

Lisa was then made to show her tits closely to each of the seven students, most simply looked but the more adventurous ones actually pinched or pulled on her rock hard nipples. All this added to her discomfort and excited state, she actually had to bite her lip rather than let out a groan, she did not want them to see how excited all this made her feel. Too late as far as Ted was concerned he knew she delighted in her submissive role and was already thinking ahead to when tonight's detention would be over.

He instructed her to resume her position and once she was bent and holding her ankles again, the spanking continued. Each student had spanked her and had a good feel of her cunt when she was about to stand up; Ted stopped her and sliding the cold blade of the knife between the hot black flesh of her arse and the soaking gusset of her thong, He cut the gusset but left the waist band of her knickers intact. She now was humiliated further by the fact that her knickers were ruined and hanging there useless, but more importantly her cunt was now fully unobstructed and clearly on view to all present.

He then had her stand and turn her own knickers through 90 degrees so the loose hanging gusset pieces framed her shaven black cunt. He quickly instructed her to kneel down and to suck each student that offered his cock to her but warned her against the student shooting into her mouth; the students were to cum only over her face and tits. To ensure she did not swallow any of the cum she had to show him her open mouth after each blowjob. Bob was the first student to stick his cock into her mouth and this encouraged all the other's to prepare for the same fun. Load after load of the baby making seed was deposited on her face and 36C tits, until her features looked like black marble stained with white veins, her eyes and nose were completely covered in the white cream.

She did not notice the photographs being taken as she accepted each and every load over her body. When all the students except Ted had shot their loads she was allowed to stand and put her blouse back on, then her skirt was replaced but hiked up to just below her cunt viewing line. Finally her jacket lining was used to wipe the white fluid from her face but some still showed in her hair. She was then allowed to put her jacket back on and told to sit in her chair.

She sat in her chair, no longer shielded from view by the teacher's table as normal and she did not hesitate when told to open her legs wider. For the rest of the detention she was on display to the seven pairs of eager eyes staring intently at her cunt lips.

Just as the bell sounded to end the detention, she was told by Ted that for tomorrow night's detention she should resume her position as she was now and to make sure she brought some toys along from home. The toys should include vibrators and dildos as well as an assortment of fruits and vegetables. Ted stressed that failure was not an option as he now had extra pictures of this evening's fun to add to those from that morning. Lisa realised she was now trapped as a plaything of Ted and his cronies; she would have to obey his every wish or face the total humiliation of admitting her fling with students and mailmen alike. She simply nodded and as the rest of the students were leaving she saw that Ted was simply sitting there enjoying her discomfort or was he! He broke the silence as he said; you can give me a lift home! She started to say but you live further away than I do but thought the better of it.

As they climbed into her car, she was told to drive straight to her house and they would go inside to chat. All the way to her house, Ted kept playing with her cunt, which was on full view; he never even covered it up when she walked from her car to her front door. Once inside her heart sank further when she demanded she strip off in front of him. Then he escorted her up stairs to her bedroom and made her show him all her sex toys and sexy lingerie. He made her try on some pieces and insisted she wore a blue teddy suit to school under her skirt and blouse tomorrow.

He then removed his own clothes and had Lisa suck him till he had a raging hard on before he slipped his large fat white cock into her tight little Negroid cunt, three thrusts later he eased his cock into her anal ring. He repeated his three thrusts and change routine until he could no longer withstand the pleasure and ended up flooding her cunt with his baby seed. He then delighted in having Lisa finger scoop the cream out and to lick her fingers clean at each load.

In typical youthful style his cock was soon rock hard again and he fucked her mouth before allowing her to collect his second load on her tongue and insisted on her swishing her cum coated tongue around her mouth before swallowing the remaining load. With an almighty whack on her arse he reminded her not to forget the detention tomorrow night and promised her cunt and arse a lot more action this time. He slipped from her bedroom and let himself out whistling as he went. ]]> niteowluk2003 http://www.sexstoriespost.com/forums/showthread.php/27529-LIsa-s-Dilemma-01 Strip Poker http://www.sexstoriespost.com/forums/showthread.php/27528-Strip-Poker?goto=newpost Sun, 29 Aug 2010 09:34:42 GMT My sister and I sat at the house watching television, there really wasn't anything on but reruns and our parents had decided to go out on the town so there was no family games that night. My sister Sherry was getting really restless and moving around so much that her nightgown had hiked up enough for me to she her white cotton panties, I could not keep from looking, but I also did not want it to be overly obvious that I was staring at her, so I would steal a glimpse than turn away. My cock was getting harder by the minute and thoughts of my eighteen year old sister was projecting into my head. What she may look like with no clothes on. I did not realize that I had been staring at her for more than a second, and I did not hear my sister saying my name.

"Mark! Mark! What are you staring at?"

I came to just at the moment that my sister noticed that my cock was erected and making a tent in my shorts. My sister laughed and I got up and ran in embarrassment, I ran right into my room while my sister came after me.

"Mark! I'm sorry. Mark please, stop!"

I hadn't even gotten my door shut when my sister stopped me from shutting it, and came in my room. She led me to my bed and sat down with me.

"Mark, I am so sorry for laughing, it was just so funny that you got a hard on from see my panties."

"Sherry it was not just seeing your panties that got me hard."

"What do you mean?"

"I was, forget it!"

"No, tell me Mark."

"You promise not to laugh or tell anybody?"

"Yes I promise not to laugh or tell anybody won't you tell me."

"I was, um, I was thinking about what you would look like with nothing on, and it got me aroused."

"You mean that just thinking about me got you this hard." She said as she thought. If my brother gets this hard just thinking about me, how hard would he get if he actually saw me naked? She also admitted to herself that she would like to she her older brother naked, she has also entertained thoughts of having sex with him but put them aside because it would be incest, but now with her brother in this state, the images of her and her brother having sex emerged back in her head, then she got an idea.

"Mark, would you like to see me naked?"

"Sure I would." I said as I looked at her, I had wanted to see my sisters voluptuous body for some time, I just didn't want to seem like a pervert in her eyes by telling her that.

"Well, I have an idea."

"What is it?"

"First you have to promise that whatever happens tonight never leaves this room."

"I promise! I Promise!"

"OK! This is my idea. Why don't we play a game of strip poker?"

"Sure!" I exclaimed as I thought, my plan is going just right, I had wanted to play the innocent one and get my sister naked so I could get the chance to fuck her. That was my only intent in this whole game I was playing, she just had to think it was her idea. But I have to play the innocent one just a little bit longer so not to rouse her suspicion.

I got up and got a deck of cards and then began to shuffle them. We played five card draw with the deuces wild. I am really good at stacking the deck in my favor but for the first hand I did not do it so my sister would not think anything about it when she lost all her clothes first. I dealt out the first hand and purposely lost. I took off my shorts and only had my underwear on, Sherry had on her nightgown and her panties on, I could tell she did not have a bra on because her nipple's were jetting out from the fabric of the gown. She dealt the next hand and lost, she stood up and removed her panties from under her gown. Then I dealt the next hand and made sure she lost so she would have to lose the nightgown, I watched intently as she removed it, when she was standing there completely naked in front of me, I thought I was going to die. Sherry had 32 C size tits, they were perky and her nipples were hard, her pussy was shaved bare, the lips of her pussy were puffy and glistened with moisture as if she was aroused about me seeing her naked.

"OH MY GOD SHERRY! YOU ARE SO BEAUTIFUL, A GODDESS!" I exclaimed as my cock started to throb in my underwear.

"Thank you, but you are over exaggerating."

"No! No! You really look like a goddess."

I started to think about how much I would love to touch my sisters tits, to suck them, to eat her pussy and to fuck her. My urges were overwhelming me to the point that I almost reached out to touch her but I caught myself and thought better of it because I truly wanted to fuck her and didn't want to scare her by being to aggressive.

"All right if you say so. Lets continue to play though."

"But you don't have any more clothes to lose, so what are you going to play for?"

"We'll do it this way, if I lose I owe you a sexual favor, if I win then I get to see you naked as well."

"Your not serious, are you?"

My sister leaned in towards me and gave me a passionate kiss on the lips, and then put her tongue in my mouth and massaged my tongue with hers, at the same time she started to rub my crouch getting my cock more aroused than it was, I almost came right there and then.

I then realize that my sister wanted to have sex with her twenty one year old brother, just as bad as I wanted to have sex with her.

"Sis lets stop playing these games."

"What do you mean?"

"It is apparent that you want the same thing I want."

"And what would that be?"

"Stop being coy, you know as well as I do that you want to have sex with me and I want to fuck you as well, so why don't I just take off my underwear and lets get it on.

Sherry blushed but didn't deny what I just said, so I leaned forward and kissed her like she did me earlier and she responded with a passion I have never known. Then I put my hands on her breast and started to caress them, running my fingers around in circles over her nipples, she moaned out, so then I bent forward and started to flick my tongue on her nipple, her nipples got rock hard, I continued to suck and flick my tongue first on one nipple then on the other, circling my tongue on the areola and then back to her nipple.

"OH GOD MARK! THAT FEELS GOOD!"

My sister closed her eyes as her breathing came in rasps, I then started to kiss downward until I got to her belly button, then I swirled my tongue inside it, my sisters reaction to that was even a surprise to me as she started breathing harder.

"YES! OH YES MARK!"

I then headed straight to the jewel of my desire, my sisters pussy was already wet when I ran my tongue over her clit; I stayed there for maybe five minutes. My sisters hips start to gyrate and she clasped her hand to my head and pushed my face into her.

"MARK! OH MY GOD MARK! EAT ME! YES EAT MY CUNT!"

I kept sliding my tongue over her labia and then I slid my tongue into her pussy and start to tongue fuck her at the same time I rubbed her clit. Sherry's hips start to pump forward, fucking my face and driving my tongue deeper inside her pussy, her body started to quiver and shake, then I moved back up to her clit and began to lap at it as I plunged a couple of fingers into her cunt, her hips rotated on my fingers as I furiously pumped my fingers as deep as I could into her wanton pussy, Sherry was getting near to orgasmic bliss, I then went back down and still with my fingers inside of her cunt I slide my tongue back in and started darting it in and out, for just a brief moment she froze in place as my tongue kept darting in and out of her pussy. Then she jerks forward again as she yells out:

"YES! OH YES! I'M CUMMING, I'M CUMMING MARK IN YOUR FACE!"

I suck on her pussy swallowing all her juices that I could get, the sweet taste of my sister's cunt filled my mouth and was almost as if I just ate a spoonful of honey. Sherry's orgasm seemed to last forever, but it finally subsided after a while, she was breathing real hard.

"Wow, that was the most intense orgasm I have ever had." Then she kissed me with more passion then I had ever felt from any women.

My sister then started to kiss down my neck, then to my chest, she swirled her tongue around my right nipple and I could not believe the sensation that I was feeling as her tongue expertly flicked and aroused my nipple. I never knew that a mans nipple could get as hard as mine did. Then my sister worked her mouth to my monstrous cock, she removed my underwear, my cock was unbelievably hard, as my sister engulfed it, and I almost went into shock at what seemed to be lightning a bolt of electricity shoot through my body. Sherry took my eight and a half inch cock as far into her mouth as she could, I was in heaven as she swirled her tongue around the head of my cock as she sucked on it.

"OH MY GOD! YES SHERRY, SUCK MY COCK!"

Sherry took my cock deep into her mouth trying to take it all down but could not, as her lips slide up and down my cock the sensation was unbelievably. She went up and down on my shaft swirling her tongue at the same time, she was really talented at cock sucking and with in the next few minutes I could feel my nut sac filling up with cum as I was about to shoot my hot load into her mouth.

"I'M GOING TO CUM SHERRY! OH FUCK I'M GOING TO SHOOT MY LOAD, I'M GOING TO CUM IN YOUR MOUTH!"

Sherry just sucked even faster and harder on my Cock, as my orgasm started getting nearer and nearer, it was not long and I shoot long strings of jism into my sweet sisters mouth. I came so much that I didn't think that my sister was going to be able to take it all without spilling some out of her mouth but to my amazement she swallowed all of it down her throat. I was breathing hard when my sister took my cock out of her mouth and then kissed and licked the head. My cock was still hard and ready for some more action, and so was I, I wanted to bury my manhood deep inside my sister, I wanted this night to never end.

"Mark, I want you to put that big beautiful cock in me." Said Sherry.

With no hesitation I climbed between my sisters legs, she held my cock and guided it into her cunt. As I watched my cock going in, her pussy lips spread to accommodate my massive meat, I pushed in slowly until I felt the resistance of the membrane that made her a virgin, as I pressed forward, I gave a hard thrust and broke through the hymen, then I pushed the rest in slowly until I was deep inside her. Sherry gasp not so much in pain, but in pleasure.

"OH YES MARK! FUCK ME! FUCK ME MARK!"

I was pumping in and out of her, the shaft of my cock being squeezed tightly by her pussy as I did.

"SHERRY, YOU ARE SO FUCKING TIGHT! OH GOD BABY, YOU FEEL SO GOOD."

Sherry was moaning as I jack hammered her cunt, I was slamming in so hard that I could feel her cervix with ever thrust. My sisters pussy lips fluttered and sent waves of pleasure to her as she was meeting my every thrust in an effort to get my cock deeper into her dripping wet cunt. Then I said something that I thought would bring and end to all of this as I yelled out:

"OH YES YOU FUCKING WHORE!"

"YES MARK, CALL ME DIRTY NAMES, CALL ME A WHORE AND A SLUT!"

I pounded my sisters cunt, driving my cock more and more into her, gyrating my hips to hit every one of her passion buttons that I could. My sister was bucking like a wild horse that was being broken, her thrusting hips meeting my thrusts in unison. I could feel the fire and the electricity of her love for me with every grinding motion of her hips to mine. I could also feel the build up of cum once again in my nut sac as I slammed harder and faster into my sisters wanton cunt. As my cock grew in size I knew I would not be able to hold out , I was going to cum inside my sister lovely pussy and I could not stop until I did.

"SHERRY! I'M GOING TO CUM IN YOUR CUNT, I'M CUMMING!"

"YES! MARK, CUM INSIDE OF ME DEAR BROTHER!"

Not long after she said that I shoot the biggest load of my life into her, pumping furiously, into her womb until I was spent. We laid there in each others arms breathing rapidly, not saying anything at that moment, but delighting in what had just happened. Then we got up and took a shower together. Sherry went down and gave me another one of her fantastic blowjobs and I ate her pussy once more, then we got out and dressed. As we were walking down the stairs to the living room our parents drove up, we rushed to the couch and sat down, arms around each other and smiled, Sherry stole one quick kiss and said she loved me and I told her that I loved her just before our parents walked in the door.

The next morning my sister was up cooking breakfast for the family, I went up behind her and wrapped my arms around her and kissed her on the cheek, she kissed me back, and I asked her if she had any regrets about what we did last night. She said no and asked me if I did and I said no. Then I asked her if she wanted to continue to do this and she smiled and said:

"Mark, you are the only man for me."

"Well then we need to discuss getting our own place so we don't have to worry about mom or dad coming in on us while we are making love to each other."

Sherry said we would talk about that later after mom and dad was gone for the night since they had a fundraiser to go to. ]]> Stories from the Net khurramqazi http://www.sexstoriespost.com/forums/showthread.php/27528-Strip-Poker Incestial strip poker http://www.sexstoriespost.com/forums/showthread.php/27526-Incestial-strip-poker?goto=newpost Sun, 29 Aug 2010 09:03:27 GMT It was well after midnight and I had a good buzz going on in my head and I suspect my five guests had, also. By now, we had migrated to sitting on the carpet and playing a noisy game of cards.

"Shit, this is getting boring," sighed Kathy, my elder sister.

Next to her sat her husband, Mark. By my side was my girlfriend, Lisa, who would become my wife about a year later. Next to her was her older brother Terry, with his girlfriend Judy next to him.

"I'll get some more drinks," I offered, getting up and heading for my small kitchen.

It wasn't a big flat but it was mine and I was proud of it.

"We're playing strip poker," yelled an excited Lisa.

"Who's idea was that?" I asked as I sat down again.

Nobody owned up but a few looked pointedly at my sister.

"Let's play," offered Terry who had been shuffling the cards.

Almost by default we started to play. No rules had been voiced or how the game would end, we all just picked up the dealt cards and played.

"I win," shouted Katy.

"I lose," mumbled Lisa.

"Shoes don't count," pointed Kathy, who was effectively running the game.

Lisa just shrugged her shoulders and slipped off her skirt.

A word about each player at this point. Lisa was my idea of heaven on two legs, the youngest there at just seventeen, a bit overweight but not fat. Large breasts and hips, with great shapely legs, too. My sister Kathy was the oldest at twenty two, slim, elegant even. Judy was somewhere in the middle, body type and age too. Us guys, well, we were just guys.

Slowly, but with plenty of noise, the game proceeded until Lisa had to remove her blouse. Her bra was busting with her size D breasts and all eyes especially Mark's and her brother Terry were staring.

"Stop staring," said Kathy sternly, who was also by now sitting in just her underwear.

The game continued with things evening out, then came the first big moment.

"Shit," gasped Kathy, who threw down her pair of fours to still be the lowest hand.

She reached around and unclipped her bra. Her breasts were small and round, probably a A/B cup but I noticed her nipples were up.

"Right, whose deal?" she said, throwing her discarded bra onto her pile of clothes.

Judy was next to lose her bra but she was less off hand about it and had to be coaxed.

"Come on, Judy," said Katy, "I've been sitting her for ages with my tits out."

Reluctantly, she shed her bra and threw it behind her. I don't know why she was so shy for her breasts were just beautiful, full and round, about a C cup, I would say. All of us guys were now sporting a good hard-on and it was not very comfortable sitting there in our underwear. Terry, that's Lisa brother, was the first to be naked.

"Get 'm off, get 'm off," chanted Kathy.

Terry just slid his boxers down and threw them behind him. Now it was Lisa's turn to lose her bra and suddenly the room became quiet as she reached behind to unclip her bra.

"Fuck me," whispered someone as her beautiful big breasts came into view.

"Jesus, girl," said Katy, "You've got some tits there. No wonder my baby brother likes you so much."

Kathy lost so she became the first girl to be naked.

"Shit, whose idea was this game?" she said as she rolled her knickers down her long slim legs.

It was the first time I had seen my sister like this, oh she used to wander about the house in her underwear but this was something new. The very next hand she lost again.

"Shit, someone's cheating here," she said. "So what happens now, I've got no more clothes to lose?"

"You'll have to do a forfeit," suggested Terry.

"Yeah, like what?" giggled Kathy.

"She could run around the close," suggested Judy.

"Fuck me no way!" laughed Kathy, "it's much too fucking cold out there."

"She could kiss Mark," said Terry.

"God, no way," she laughed, "he's my husband. Tell you what, I'll kiss one of you two guys."

"Shit, you're my sister," I said.

"So it's looks like you're the lucky guy, Terry," she said.

She crawled on all fours across the circle and then she kissed Terry deeply and I notice her hand was in his lap giving his exposed cock a rub.

"Right, whose deal?" she said pulling away. "I don't want to be the only girl here naked."

I lost next and now Terry, Kathy and me were now naked. Then I lost again.

"Shit," I said, "and I'm not kissing Terry, no way guys."

My comments brought a big laugh from everybody.

"You better kiss Judy then," said Lisa.

Our lips met and my hand found one of her fine tits, a good handful and nice and firm too.

Lisa lost her knickers to be the fourth one naked then Terry lost.

"Perhaps I should return the favour and kiss Kathy," he suggested.

"No make him kiss Lisa," shouted Mark.

"No way," shouted Lisa, "he's my brother."

"So," said Katy with a funny look on her face.

"Yeah make him kiss his sister," said Judy.

Terry grabbed her and together they fell down. Lisa struggled a bit but not too much but the rest of us cheered as their lips met and Terry's hand grabbed and handful of her fine plump tits.

"Times up," shouted Judy, and a little red faced, the two parted.

Then I lost.

Make him kiss his sister," said Lisa.

I looked over at Kathy and she smiled.

"Come on, baby brother," she leered, "time to become a man."

Shit, her tits were firm and her nipples were hard.

"Enough," said Lisa who pulled at my shoulder.

Shit, I was about to spurt, for my sexy sister had been rubbing my erection while I manhandled her small tits.

"How was that big boy?" Kathy said with a giggle.

Things were rapidly getting out of hand. Judy lost next and she was kissing Mark when Kathy grabbed me again and we kissed. She pulled me on top of her and my cock found it's own way to the target. I was so near that I spurted almost as soon as her hips pushed against me but not before her whole body jerked as her orgasm washed through her.

As soon as we had both finished, we looked up totally embarrassed about our loss of control but there on the floor next to me was Terry thrusting between Lisa's open legs and Mark was doing the same with Judy, on the opposite side of Kathy. I felt a stab of jealously but it quickly faded for who was I to be jealous after what Kathy and I had just done. We didn't have to wait long for with such a charged atmosphere everybody was finishing quickly.

"Time for bed," I said, grabbing Lisa hand and pulling her off to my one and only bedroom.

The rest would have to sort themselves out about sleeping arrangements. By the time Lisa and I had snuggled down I was sporting a new erection so I rolled on top of her.

"Spread 'em," I whispered coarsely.

She was sopping from her brother's spunk and I slipped into her easily. She clung on tightly while I pounded into her.

"I bet that's not the first time Terry's fucked you," I whispered close to her ear.

"No, no," she said shaking her pretty head from site to side. "Never."

"I'll bet you kept pushing your big tits under his nose," I carried on, "until he lost it and did what you wanted and fucked you."

"No," she said with a moan and I could tell she was about to come again.

Her hips jerked under me and I let go my second jet of spunk.


We were all pretty red faced in the morning but we got through breakfast, then Terry and Judy left.

"See you, sis," said Terry as he kissed her goodbye on the cheek.

I noticed that she had coloured up again at his touch. Kathy and Mark left soon after and Kathy whispered her thanks in my ear.

"Goodbye, baby brother," she said and out of sight of the others her hand rubbed the front of my trousers.

"See you, sis," I said and the front door closed behind them leaving Lisa and me alone.

"So my little slut," I said turning on her and my hands out to grab her.

"Oh no you don't," she screamed and laughed and ran off.

I chased her around the flat but she wasn't trying too hard to get away. I grabbed her arm and pulled her close, my hands squeezing her plump tits.

"So tell me all the naughty details of you and your brother," I said Squeezing her tits just a little harder.

"No, no, leave me alone," she giggled, trying to pull away.

She had just pulled on some old jeans and a knitted top over some sexless underwear and now I set about pulling it all off her.

"No don't," she screamed, "You'll tear it."

I pulled her top over her head shortly followed by her bursting bra. We both collapsed onto the sofa where I set about her jeans.

"Right my beauty you're all mine," I said as her jeans and knickers were at last thrown into the corner.

"Please sir be gently with me," she said but then burst out in giggles.

I pulled her legs open and pushed my super hard cock deep into her.

"Now tell me slut?" I said slamming into her hard.

"Please," she groaned.

"Tell me about fucking your brother?" I said.

"We've never, until last night," she gasped.

"No but I bet he's had these in his hands before?" I said squeezing her tits hard.

She lay there, her hips pushing back at me but not saying anything.

"Tell me?" I growled.

"Yes, yes, a few times," she screamed.

"Yeah, I thought so," I said.

These incestrial thoughts pushed us both to an early conclusion.


We lay there in each other's arms while we cooled down.

"Sorry, do you mind that Terry touched me?" she whispered.

"I bet he's not the only guy to get his hands on these beauties?" I said gently squeezing her fine tits.

"Well no," she said, "but he's my brother."

"So tell me?" I asked.

She lay there for some time not saying anything then at last.

"I suppose it was all my fault," she said, "I use to tease him something rotten."

"Yeah I bet," I laughed.

"No, it's not funny really," she said snuggling closer. "You're not mad at me are you?"

"No I'm not mad at you for being one sexy girl," I answered and I kissed her exposed neck.

"He didn't do it many times," she whispered. "Just sometime he would waylay me after I had a bath. I usually didn't use the big bath towel so I wasn't covered up much."

"I bet," I said.

"So he would whip the towel off you and felt these," I said squeezing her tits again.

"Yeah something like that," she laughed. "Once he tried to hump my bum, you know from behind while cupping me up here, but I got a little scared and run off so he didn't try that again."

"So last night was the first time he had fucked you?" I stated.

"So what about you and Katy?" she whispered.

"I think it's different with older sisters," I mused, "she always moved in different circles to me. Oh I saw her in her underwear a few times but that's it."

"So you've never done it with her before?" she asked.

"No," I replied.

"It was fun though," she giggled, "god I was so horny being naked in front of everybody, especially Terry. I think I would have fucked Mark as well if things had carried on."

"Yeah it was exciting," I agreed. "Good job I dragged you away then you little tramp."

"Is everything ok?" she asked.

"Sure my little big titted slut," I hugged her tight.

"Good, I was half afraid that I may have fucked things up, you know between you and me," she said.

"No, I still love you lots," I said, "and how can I blame guys for wanting to get their hot sticky hands on the most perfect pair of tits in the universe."

"You like my big tits then," she giggled.

"Yeah something like that," I agreed.

"Good," she purred and snuggled up to me. ]]> Stories from the Net khurramqazi http://www.sexstoriespost.com/forums/showthread.php/27526-Incestial-strip-poker Fucking strengthens bond between siblings http://www.sexstoriespost.com/forums/showthread.php/27525-Fucking-strengthens-bond-between-siblings?goto=newpost Sun, 29 Aug 2010 08:53:56 GMT I was browsing internet, cellphone rang. Call from Rita, my sister, two years elder than me (i am 18 and she is 20). "Hallo"- I responded. "Come"-she replied and hanged the phone. "Come" is a very expressive word for us. This is not the first time that she uttered just one word and hanged the phone. I have understood the meaning - "Come" means she is alone at home and I can go to fuck her.

It is not only her need to fuck, she always takes care of my need. She knows that my wife is abroad for last 15 days and wants to give some pleasure to my penis. She lives just couple of blocks away from my residence, five minutes walk. Just before the sunset, I pressed the calling bell of her flat. She opened the door, let me in and bolted the door.

Without any word she hold me tightly and took my lips in her mouth, very erotic indeed. From the press of her boobs on my chest I could realize that she wears no bra. She was wearing only a long thin gown. I slipped my both hands from her back to her buttock and feel that she has no panty either. We have exchanged hot erotic kisses still just inside the door.

I removed my lips from her and started kissing on neck, earlobe and around. I murmered near her ear, "where is he (her husband)?". " Official meeting, will not be back by 2-3 hours"- she replied. "And the maid?"-I asked. On two days leave. We continued pressing and kissing until she almost dragged me towards the bedroom, "lets go to bed."

"Should we fuck"- I asked, although I was sure that we are going to do that. "Off Course"-she continued, "we will be complete nude, you will push your long thick cock inside my pussy and we will fuck in rythem". We always like to talk and hear erotic words. Before getting into bed she slipped her gown and became completely nude.

I have immediately cupped her boobs, pressed gently and and taken the nipple in my mouth. She unbuttoned my shirt, kissed on my chest and pulled down my pant. I have helped in clearing my underwear. We started kissing in front of the big mirror beside the bed, still standing. I remember that she once said that she enjoys seeing her fucked by a man in the mirror.

Soon we got our self on the bed. These days we don't hurry in putting the penis inside the pussy. We lay on the bed in each others arms for sometime and started kissing. Our hands were moving on each other freely. She hold my penis, pressed couple of times and rubbed with care for some time.

Penis is now more harder which she placed between her thighs inside the folds of her vaginal outer lips. My penis clearly felt the wetness of her pussy. With two naked bodies pressed each other, face to face, we started talking erotic matters with occasional kisses and handling each others sexual organs. Gradually we were talking less and paying more attention to pussy, boobs, lips and cock.

We were getting aroused by kissing, pressing and licking our sex organs. We are now ready for an exhaustive fucking session. We have parted ourselves and placed her on her back. I started from kissing her forehead, then eyes and nose followed by a very hot deep erotic kiss on her lips. I took her tongue in my mouth.

Then she opened her mouth and took my tongue in her mouth and our tongues met, we sucked each other for sometime. We exchanged saliva like licking ice-cream. Then I took her one nipple in mouth and pressing another with hand. She started moaning and twisting her body. She then gripped my penis and moaned " us ups uuu big and thick....warm....hard. "Do you like it"-I said.

"I like it more when it is inside my pussy" she replied, "please insert it in my pussy". "Not yet, I want a prolonged fuck"-I said. Without any further word I went down to her pussy, oooooopss wet and full of juices. Her inner pussy lips are relatively thick which I enjoy pressing with my lips. Soon my tongue found her clit. I was licking full length of her pussy.

She put her arms around my head with her fingers in my hair and pulled me into her pussy with full force, and moans coming from her mouth. Her moans became louder and she was thrusting her pussy upward. Suddenly she pushed my head away and said "I will not cum on your mouth, I want to cum on your penis"- "please push your penis in my pussy"- "I want your warm cum in my pussy".

I said "no hurry", "I shall prepare you more so that you enjoy my fucking more and more". She grabbed my penis, rubbed for sometime and then took it in her mouth. Oooohh God, she can suck so nicely! Unbelieveable! I always like her sucking.She gave me quick blowjob in past also.She then started begging me to insert my penis into her pussy and fuck hard.

I also did'nt want to waste my cum in her mouth, I would better release cum in her pussy with jerks and deep penetration. Both of us are now ready for a fuck- "Dog like penetration, Horse like thrust and Frog like duration". I rolled on her, she parted her legs. My penis is now touching her wet labia. I was kissing and pressing boobs prior final penetration.

She was begging- "Give me", "Put your penis inaside pussy"-"Fuck me right now". I did'nt want to tease her any more. I just placed the tip of my penis on her pussy and rubbing through the pussy length. She didn't wait for my push, instead she thrusted her hips up. My penis slipped inside watery pussy about half length and srucked somewhere.

I asked "strucked somewhere?" She raised and adjusted her legs when the full length of penis got inserted. Her labia was touching the base jont of my penis ang giving me enormous pleasure. We remained unmoved for sometime so that penis and pussy feels each other before the storm fuck. I started slow strokes- pulling out slowly and then push with a forceful thrust.

She appeared to be impatient and thrusting upwards vigorously. I was also incrasing the rithm of fucking. Ummm uhhh ummm ahhhh uhhhh her moaning louder and louder. I always like her moaning as it is mixed with erotic words. "Fuck me hard....hard....faster......fuck your sister......I love you......my brother is fucking me......why brother sister fucking is so nice.........

do you love to fuck your sister.......my brother.... kiss me....do you like sisters pussy.....your penis gives me lots of pleasure.......don't stop fucking me......my pussy is always available for you...I like your penis....your penis fits my pussy well...fuck me....your penis is fat....long....hard...fuck your sister's pussy with your nice penis..-she continued.

I was getting more and more horny listening her words and replying to her moans.......nice pussy....juicy.... fucking my sis.....sister fucking is excellent......I will fuck you again and again...We have agreed that we will fuck again before leaving her flat. So far we were delaying cumming with our experinced methods.

Almost after half an hour intense fucking in the same position she proposed - "lets cum together". "'Oh ya"- I replied. I started deep thrusts with rithm and she was replying with counter thrusts with sweet moans. Excellent rithms! Ohhhh- I was also making sound. "Brother...I am about to cum...I am cumming....shoot your warm cum...

fill in my pussy.....uhhh ahhhh grrrr grrrr ahhh. Both of us almost cum together. I laid down on her for some time and then we parted when she went to bring me a coffee. Next round will start after an hour and she decided to have it on the floor. ]]> Stories from the Net khurramqazi http://www.sexstoriespost.com/forums/showthread.php/27525-Fucking-strengthens-bond-between-siblings Female Officer http://www.sexstoriespost.com/forums/showthread.php/27524-Female-Officer?goto=newpost Sun, 29 Aug 2010 07:42:20 GMT A female officer arrests a drunk.

She warns him, "You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be held against you."

The drunk (Dingo) replies, "BOOBS!" ]]> Joke Corner dingo http://www.sexstoriespost.com/forums/showthread.php/27524-Female-Officer 50 posts http://www.sexstoriespost.com/forums/showthread.php/27518-50-posts?goto=newpost Sat, 28 Aug 2010 12:30:00 GMT Not sure where to post this question but I have made over 50 posts and still unable to see all of the forums. Can anyone assist me with that? Not sure where to post this question but I have made over 50 posts and still unable to see all of the forums. Can anyone assist me with that? ]]> New Members Forum tazmac http://www.sexstoriespost.com/forums/showthread.php/27518-50-posts <![CDATA[Memoirs' of a young girl. Chapter two.]]> http://www.sexstoriespost.com/forums/showthread.php/27517-Memoirs-of-a-young-girl.-Chapter-two.?goto=newpost Sat, 28 Aug 2010 09:12:43 GMT *Now, contrary to what people might expect, the behaviour of this older man and some would perhaps say predator, who had found a young and very willing learner did not go overboard and spoil it and he restricted my lessons to just Saturday lunch when we closed. Usually he would strip me, marvel at... Now, contrary to what people might expect, the behaviour of this older man and some would perhaps say predator, who had found a young and very willing learner did not go overboard and spoil it and he restricted my lessons to just Saturday lunch when we closed. Usually he would strip me, marvel at my growing tits, having them as an hors d’oeuvre before going between my legs and sucking and teasing my long clitoris to my first and now wonderfully regular orgasm, allowing me to cool down before working two fingers all round the inside of my vagina, speeding up the in and out motions of them until I squealed and writhed, panting with a second and even more intense climatic explosion. It was my turn then and with his trousers round his ankles he would enjoy my bringing him to full erection and slowly masturbate him until with long, loud and deep moans his semen would splash all over my heaving breasts.

It was a couple of months or so before there was a change to the routine, I hasten to add though that I was quite happy, in my naivety, to carry on in this vein indefinitely. I had just enjoyed my second orgasm with three of his fingers up me this time when he handed me a brown envelope, telling me I could keep it in my work cupboard for good if I showed him what was in it and told him what I thought. We were in the back room, as usual, and I emptied the contents onto the table, astounded when pages of pictures, obviously from a well worn and old magazine that had now fallen apart, tumbled out. My eyes nearly popped out of my head when I saw the photos of black men with massive pricks strewn all over the white tablecloth, making their darkness stand out even more, much to my joy. I eagerly picked each one up and displayed them for him asking if they were real, he laughing as he assured me that they were and what did I think of the sight. I was laughing as well by then and told him I would love to see one of those giants in the flesh, admitting that they were making my insides tingle just at the thought of them.

He struck while the iron was hot and for the first time he stripped naked, his cock already swollen hard and needing no preliminaries so I eagerly wanked it while I had another look at my pictures. I had no idea that he had planed this new twist to our fun even when he asked me to suck him, something he had requested a couple of times before, but had not seemed to mind my refusal, having only had it in my mouth that one time. This time it was different though as he beseeched me to try it for a while and, fearful that my new treasures might be snatched away, knelt and took the swollen helmet between my lips. I knew he was highly aroused already as it twitched a couple of times and he pushed a couple of inches of shaft in as well, taking my hand off it and then moving it in and out so that I was taking up to half of it with his inward stroke and at last I wanked a cock with my mouth. He moaned loudly and asked me to suck while he did it and I soon found that it was quite nice to have this kind of power over him.

It kept twitching and after six more thrusts I was taking most of it and starting to really enjoy this new thing and started to suck harder every time he was in with almost all of his length. His body suddenly stiffened and as he moaned loudly his weapon started to pulse in the now familiar way and I knew he was peaking but before I could release him he thrust the last bit in me and his first spurt of thick cream shot down my throat and I involuntarily swallowed it. His prick kept jerking and pumping spunk and with a full mouth I spluttered and gagged, swallowing most but letting the rest leak out and dribble down my chin onto my tits. It seemed an eternity before he finished and came out and I just broke down and wept, slightly scared at what had happened, and my sobs continued even though he told me I would be alright and the semen would not hurt me. He took ages to calm me down and kept telling me again and again that he was sorry for loosing control as he had not meant to go that far. I was still distressed as he cleaned me and gave me a drink of watered down Brandy, promising not to do that again and as the liquid warmed my insides I managed a nervous giggle and my tears stopped.

I walked home with vivid thoughts of what had just happened, wondering if I had changed and passers by would know what I had done, still near to tears as I mused that the spunk, although thick and quite sticky had not had much of a taste and I was non the worst for wear for the considerable amount I had swallowed. Smiling to myself at last as I thought of my pictures locked in my cupboard and I suddenly snapped out of the doldrums and jauntily walked the rest of the way wondering what other titbits might come my way for just satisfying this mans sexual lust for my body. To say the next week was strained would be putting it mildly, there was no sex of any kind and I assumed that my employer was feeling somewhat ashamed for what had happened so I just went about my chores in a happy mood to show him that everything was ok. We were busy on the Saturday as most of the regulars came in to see if there were any bargains after the stock take and I knew he had only reduced the prices slightly but all the customers left looking happy and we were both smiling at a successful morning.

We had a slight lull just before lunch hour closing and it was then that he told me I should have a good think about being a full assistant now it was only a couple of weeks before my birthday and I would be leaving school at term end. He pointed out my wages would go up a bit and I would be expected to serve and look after the customers. I was happy and as it was near to locking up time I was tingling, hoping that he would round the day off by perhaps giving me an orgasm but I was disappointed as I went to lock up and a customer came to the door so I let him in they went into the back room, I recognised him as a regular and knew he was after a naughty book and was surprised when I was called into the private room.

I was told he had agreed to pretend to be my first customer and I was to look after him while bookman looked on. He selected the book from the pile and I duly put it into the standard brown paper bag, noting the price and the picture of the young girl taking cock. The man did not flinch when he saw me looking and said he liked those the best and bookman said he had made a good choice. I was getting a little hot and bothered by the men discussing sex in front of me so openly but knew I would have to get used to this sort of thing if I did work there permanently so I was determined to behave like an adult. I supposed it was natural in the back room that another book would be produced by the boss to try to boost sales and it was not wrapped and he opened it and put it on the table.

I went crimson when I saw a double page spread of two naked girls squatting and “peeing” in front of a group of men and now embarrassing memories flooded back. The man looked a little uneasy himself, perhaps thinking my blushes were for a different reason and it was book-man that calmed things down by openly admitting that I had often done that for a man when I was younger. There was an awkward silence until the new man quietly asked me if I had minded doing it, book-man chipping in by saying the man had always treated me well so I did it because it had excited him. I was being looked at in a new light by the new man and a low chuckle from the man behind me told me he was close and his hands came round and started to undo my buttons, dropping my dress and undoing my bra so that my breasts were on show. New-man licked his lips as my knickers were pulled down and a new pair of eyes were surveying my naked body, concentrating on my crack as a bucket was put in front of me and I knew what was expected from me.

I squatted awkwardly and book-man reached and parted my vulva, flicking at my clitoris, making it swell so that the gristly button came out from the hood. New man gasped and the two men discussed its size as if I was not there until his continued flicking at my love button caused me to dribble into the bucket. That satisfied both men and I was made to lay on the table with my legs bent and while new man played with my inch long clitoris book-man worked three fingers up me. I was soon writhing, panting and groaning as an orgasm erupted and made me squeal and buck on the table but both men kept up their manipulations and as tears ran down my cheeks my body refused to come down from the ecstasy it was going through. I screamed and begged the men to stop as I was frightened by what was happening to me and so at last they ceased and just stood watching me still shuddering with pleasure as at last I just enjoyed the sensations of slowly coming down from the heights. If I thought this new thing that had happened to me was the end I was mistaken as I saw book-man drop the others trousers to reveal an already stiff cock which he started to masturbate as the man stood close to me and gently kneaded my tits.

Obviously enjoying what was happening to him he was soon panting and moaning and his prick was only an inch from my still swollen clitoris as he ejaculated, shooting spunk over it and into my crack as book-man cried “yes, yes” His own trousers were down in a flash and he was between my legs, wanking himself furiously and within a minute a second stream of thick semen splashed into my vulva and hole as new-man spread it for him. I was very carefully washed and dried before I left the shop, still dazed by what had happened to me, wondering what the men were talking about now they were on their own. My Tuesday after school shift was a comedown as I half expected book-man to want some form of sex with me but all he did was talk about how much he and the new man had enjoyed themselves, noting how much my own satisfaction had increased. I went to my cupboard when it was time to go home and not only was there some money in it but a flat packet with some pills in it and as I queried it with my boss he smiled and told me that new-man had insisted that he gave me a present and the pills, they were for birth control and I was to take one a day so that if semen accidentally went into me I would not get pregnant.

I panicked over the whole month until my period and a relived book-man told me to make sure I took them from now on as they would be supplied to me by my new friend who was a chemist. For the next two weeks I sucked my boss a couple of times and had my reward of plenty of orgasms without any semen actually getting into my crack so all thoughts of what had happened on that day disappeared into the background……. Well folks that’s it for this chapter, there will be more soon and I hope you will join me. ]]> Hotwidow http://www.sexstoriespost.com/forums/showthread.php/27517-Memoirs-of-a-young-girl.-Chapter-two. Raped at home http://www.sexstoriespost.com/forums/showthread.php/27516-Raped-at-home?goto=newpost Sat, 28 Aug 2010 08:12:16 GMT Raped at home. You enter your darkened home; unaware that someone has gained entry before you. As you take off your coat you strangely begin to feel randy, but you can’t explain why. A sudden urge to go to your bedroom to fuck yourself with your favourite toy comes over you. Once in the... Raped at home.

You enter your darkened home; unaware that someone has gained entry before you. As you take off your coat you strangely begin to feel randy, but you can’t explain why. A sudden urge to go to your bedroom to fuck yourself with your favourite toy comes over you.

Once in the bedroom, you decide on a slow strip, teasing yourself as you go. You slip off your blouse, running your hands over your swelling breasts; your nipples harden without being directly touched. You reach behind you and unzip the skirt and watch it slide to the floor. Stepping out of it, you spot the dark stain in your lacy panties. You can’t remember being this turned on, ever.

With some haste your release your bra clasp and toss the bra towards the bed, when suddenly you are grabbed from behind. You are forced face down onto the bed. A gruff voice warns you that if you scream or shout you will be seriously harmed. Then one of your stockings is fastened as a blindfold across your eyes.

Suddenly you feel cold steel pressing into your flesh at the waist band of your panties, you feel the right side of your panties go loose, again you feel the cold steel as the left side of your panties is cut; The same gruff voice orders you to open your mouth. In panic you instinctively react, your mouth is then stuffed full of what feels like a rag. As the flavour of the dampness evades your senses, you realize that it is your panties.

Your nipples are now so hard they ache and it seems someone has turned on a tap inside your cunt, as your juices run down your leg.

Next powerful hands force your legs apart and rough fingers begin teasing your cunt soon three fingers are buried in your soaking cunt. Just then a tongue traces small circles on your arse. Heading closer and closer towards your cunt. The fingers withdraw from your clutching pussy and the tongue begins flicking your clit. Soon you are moaning into the panties, begging to be flicked.

The licking stops and you are turned over; a mouth begins sucking on your hard erect nipple. The mouth on your left nipple begins gently tugging on the hardened flesh. Suddenly the teeth sink sharply into your nipple as it is extended a good half inch from your body. Meanwhile the hand is back stroking your cunt; a hard finger traces a path from your clit to the edge of your anal ring. Once, twice, three times this is repeated, all the time bringing you unwillingly towards a hard climax.

On the four times, the finger flicks your clit, passes over the lips of your cunt Pausing before slipping deep inside your soaking cunt, it is quickly withdrawn and continues towards your anal ring. When it gets there, you expect like before for it to begin to return towards your clit, but this time it is roughly force passed the sphincter muscle and deep inside your arse. The sudden shock of your first anal penetration and the speed of it causes you to jerk backwards.


The finger slips out of your arse, the extended nipple pings away from the clenched teeth holding it. For a split second the double pain of your arse being penetrated and the searing pain felt in your nipple does strange things to you. It is like a bitter/sweet pain, you feel hurt but excited to the edge of the endurance. Just as you come to terms with this, large rough hands grab your ankles, pull you towards the bottom of the bed before being gripped in one hand and held high.

Wondering what is going to happen next, you try to beg, but all that comes forth is a mumbled gibberish. You try to gather your thoughts, when suddenly the silence is broken by a large W H A C K and a sharp stinging sensation spreads from your arse. Whack, a second blow falls on your other cheek. The gruff voice laughs and says I’ll teach you, you bitch. When 1 am playing you will stay still or the worse for you.

Although you still cannot see your intruder, you can feel your eyes watering; you have a quick decision to make. Fight and suffer or unwillingly go along with this man and how to survive. You mumble through your panties “do what you want with me but please don’t hurt me.” The man realizes that you have made an effort and removes the panties from your mouth. You repeat yourself “please I’ll do whatever you want of me, but please don’t hurt me.” Unseen by you the man smiles and says all right bitch, but any more resistance and I will really make you suffer.

He asks you where you keep your sex toys, you hesitate, and he slaps your arse harder than before, Whack, the stinging spreads. It seems that there is a direct link from your arse cheeks to your inner cunt walls, as your passion increases with each slap. You tell him that they are in the bedside cabinet. You blush when you suddenly remember that the butt plug your old flat mate left behind was in there.

He spins you round on the bed without releasing your ankles and you here the cabinet door ping open. You hear rustling and can only imagine that he is inspecting all your sex toys.

The stocking is removed from your eyes and he points at the collection of gadgets beside you on the bed. Picking up a big black prick it is then forced into your mouth.

You are forced to suck it or choke, after what seems like an age, your jaw aches and the prick is slowly withdrawn, and then your legs are pinned wide apart, as the prick enters your cunt. As you are strongly fucked, your tits are bouncing up and down. The voice orders you to suck your own nipple.

As he flicks you with the dildo, a finger is pressed against your anal ring, and slowly works its way inside your arse. The stranger laughs as you try to evade the anal entry.

You beg him not to do that, He laughs as he says what are you going to do to stop me. You reply I will do whatever you want me to but not anal pleassssse.


He says to you, well that’s rich for a bitch who uses a butt plug up there. You begin to try to explain that the plug was not actually yours. He snaps shut up bitch. He then removes the dildo and picks up the butt plug. Without ceremony he plunges it up your cunt, you wince as the thick bulbous end slams in forcing its way past your cunt entrance. Soon your outer lips are pinned back by the large lip on the bottom of the butt plug.

No sooner had you started to get used to the size intrusion in your cunt then he yanks it out and slowly forces the head against your anal ring. He orders you to push down on it or he will spank you so hard that you will not sit for a month. You reluctantly begin to push down whilst trying to relax your sphincter muscle. You feel a sharp pain and then you hear a slight plop as the head pushes past your anal muscle. Your bowels feel full and distended; you have an overwhelming desire to go for a shit. The stranger before you laughs.

Just then you notice for the first time the man is stark bullock naked and his large prick is rigid and swaying in front of him. He notices what you are looking at smiles and says “don’t worry bitch you will get this soon.”

He forces your legs even wider apart, as he kneels between them. He then lowers his large heavy body weight on to you. You feel his cock head nudge the entrance to your cunt and the he suddenly thrust forward in a sharp movement His cock spears your cunt and you feel the pubic hairs against your cunt lips. He slowly begins thrusting in and out, all the time smiling close to your face. As this is happening, his pace speeds up and you feel the tell tale signs of his impending climax. Just before he cums, your own violent orgasm rips through your body.

After he floods your cunt with spunk he orders you to lick his prick clean, and wants you to suck him off again. As the salty tasting penis enters your mouth you begin to gag. Then when he is good and hard again he makes you go on all fours as he flicks you doggie style. By the time he is ready to cum a second time you have had three orgasms already and are begging for him to fill you up.

At this point he withdraws his penis, and in one quick movement yanks out the butt plug before forcing his prick into your gaping anal cavity. For a further twenty minutes he mercilessly pounds his prick up your arse.

Just as he begins to cum he pulls out and shoots all over your arse cheeks. You collapse forward, faint and twenty minutes later you open your eyes to find you are alone. Was it a dream then you feel the cum stains on your arse cheeks and you realize it was fact ]]> Nonconsent niteowluk2003 http://www.sexstoriespost.com/forums/showthread.php/27516-Raped-at-home Hi http://www.sexstoriespost.com/forums/showthread.php/27511-Hi?goto=newpost Sat, 28 Aug 2010 01:20:45 GMT Hi, my name is Casie. I'm living in england, but am Polish. I love this site and coming here to read all your stories. I want to start writing myself. I love sex and whenever I am bored I love role playing and chatting dirty as well as webcams, so if you like the sound of that, chat to me. I am very friendly, so don't hesitate to talk! Thanks. ]]> New Members Forum casie http://www.sexstoriespost.com/forums/showthread.php/27511-Hi hi there http://www.sexstoriespost.com/forums/showthread.php/27508-hi-there?goto=newpost Fri, 27 Aug 2010 21:35:09 GMT hi thereim new on here just thought i would say hi hi thereim new on here just thought i would say hi ]]> New Members Forum kentheking http://www.sexstoriespost.com/forums/showthread.php/27508-hi-there Peral Necklace http://www.sexstoriespost.com/forums/showthread.php/27507-Peral-Necklace?goto=newpost Fri, 27 Aug 2010 20:50:11 GMT I love hot love juice on my itty bitty titties. Thought I would share these pics. :luxhello: I love hot love juice on my itty bitty titties. Thought I would share these pics.

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]]> Erotic Images Forum niteowluk2003 http://www.sexstoriespost.com/forums/showthread.php/27503-Brides Englands thought police strike again http://www.sexstoriespost.com/forums/showthread.php/27494-Englands-thought-police-strike-again?goto=newpost Thu, 26 Aug 2010 17:59:09 GMT Freedom of speach freedom of thought lost again Freedom of speach freedom of thought lost again ]]> Political point of view espana http://www.sexstoriespost.com/forums/showthread.php/27494-Englands-thought-police-strike-again Long Hair Nudes http://www.sexstoriespost.com/forums/showthread.php/27492-Long-Hair-Nudes?goto=newpost Thu, 26 Aug 2010 03:31:09 GMT This post if for those who like women with long hair. This post if for those who like women with long hair.
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]]> Erotic Images Forum crzy67 http://www.sexstoriespost.com/forums/showthread.php/27492-Long-Hair-Nudes Hi everyone http://www.sexstoriespost.com/forums/showthread.php/27491-Hi-everyone?goto=newpost Wed, 25 Aug 2010 19:31:50 GMT I am basically new to the forum. I joined a long time ago, but lost the link and have not been here. I think its a great place and I am glad to be back. I am basically new to the forum. I joined a long time ago, but lost the link and have not been here. I think its a great place and I am glad to be back. ]]> New Members Forum cindy22m http://www.sexstoriespost.com/forums/showthread.php/27491-Hi-everyone <![CDATA[A night she'll never forget]]> http://www.sexstoriespost.com/forums/showthread.php/27488-A-night-she-ll-never-forget?goto=newpost Wed, 25 Aug 2010 05:23:36 GMT New story time!

This story is written in 4 parts, each part from the perspective of a different character. It was going to be all in one part from one perspective, but I realized while I was writing what is now part 3 that there were details that couldn't be included from that character's perspective. Hopefully it's not too confusing to follow!

--- Part One ---

When she walked through the door, I had to struggle not to let my jaw hit the floor. At 5’5”, she was a petite goddess. The hint of strawberry colour in her pin-straight blonde hair set off her green eyes, and her C-cup breasts accented her small frame. The tank top she wore didn’t do much to hide them either, and I could tell she wasn’t wearing a bra.

There wasn’t very much exciting about my job – I was the sole attendant at a small-town museum – so I never passed up an opportunity to flirt when a beautiful girl came in. Girls usually didn’t mind it either – many a girl has described my 6’2” toned, muscular body as “hot”.

“Hey,” I said to the girl as I regained my composure. “How’s it going?”

“Not too bad,” she said. “My family’s having a picnic at the park across the street, and I had to escape for a while.”

“Ah, fair enough,” I replied. “Are you interested in history?”

“Not really,” she said, “but my choices were this or the little kids playground.”

I chuckled a bit. “Well, I think you made the right decision. Can I show you around?”

“I’d like that,” she replied with an impish grin.

She introduced herself as Stephanie, and I told her I was Jake. We then walked around the museum for a bit, not really paying attention to any of the displays. We mostly made small talk, until we found ourselves back at the front entrance. “Well, there you have it, that’s our little museum,” I said jokingly, as she hadn’t really seen much. “Feel free to take a pin or a temporary tattoo from the table there,” I said as I pointed at the table with souvenirs on it.

“Hmm, I just might,” she said. “I’ve always wanted a maple leaf tramp stamp,” she said playfully.

“Don’t you think you’ll have trouble reaching to apply it though?” I asked just as playfully.

“Maybe,” she replied. “Think you could give me a hand?”

“I’m sure that could be arranged,” I grinned. I took her by the hand and led her to the deserted staff room. In the middle of the room there was a large conference table that was used for board meetings. “Why don’t you lie down on that table, and I’ll get a wet cloth to put this on with?”

“Alright,” she said.

I went into the staff washroom and took a cloth from the drawer under the sink. I wet it with water from the tap, and went back to the staff room. I was greeted by Stephanie’s pert ass, still clothed, sticking up from the table. Her head was away from the bathroom door, so I was able to sneak up behind her and put a hand on her ass. She jumped a bit from the touch.

“You scared me!” She exclaimed playfully.

“Sorry, “ I replied. “I think I’ll have to get these out of the way though!” I pulled a little bit on the waist of her shorts.

“Yeah, I wouldn’t want you to get water on them,” Stephanie replied.
I pulled her shorts down off of her ass, revealing a sheer pair of black boyshorts. I slid them down too, exposing two flawless tanned mounds of skin. I let my hands brush over them as I pulled her tank top up a bit, and she shivered as I did.

I placed the tattoo on her lower back, just above her beautiful ass, then picked up the damp cloth. “This might be a little cold,” I warned her.

“Well I guess if it is, you’ll just have to warm me up after,” she said, more seductive than playful now.

I pressed the cloth down on the tattoo. She let out a little shriek as the cold cloth touched her back. Holding down the cloth with my right hand, I used my left hand to massage her tight ass. After about 30 seconds had passed, I removed the cloth, leaving behind the image of a maple leaf.

“Was it cold,” I asked her?

“Yes it was,” she pouted. “Now what are you going to do about it?” she asked.

“Why don’t you roll over,” I suggested, “and I’ll show you.”

She flipped over onto her back, and I put my head between her legs. Her pussy was completely shaved and tight, and already had a little bit of juice leaking out. I inhaled deeply, letting the scent fill my nose, before flicking her tight slit with my tongue. She started to moan as I ran my tongue back and forth over her pussy, letting it brush against her clit as well. I gently slid one finger into her hole and slowly pushed it in and out, drawing shapes on her clit with my tongue at the same time. As she got used to the single finger, I inserted a second finger, increasing the pace of the thrusting. Her moans grew louder as I barely managed to slide a third finger inside, and it wasn’t long before she was almost over the edge.

“Oh my God,” she moaned, “I’m going to cum… fuck, I’m going to come so hard…” With one last moan, her body shook, and she thrusted her pussy onto my fingers, begging them to go deeper, rocking from the powerful orgasm. I pulled my fingers out, and brought them to her mouth. She sucked the pussy juice off of them. “Alright, now it’s your turn,” she said seductively.

Stephanie got off of the table and pulled my jeans down. She rubbed my throbbing erection through the fabric of my boxers, before pulling them down. When she did, my 8” long cock sprung out. “Wow,” she exclaimed, “it’s so big!”

She knelt down on the floor, and started to lick the head slowly. She slid the head into her mouth and sucked on it slightly, still swirling her tongue around it. Slowly she took gradually more and more in, until she had 6 inches inside her mouth. Unable to take any more teasing, I took her head in my hands and started thrusting her head back and forth. She got the hint, and fucked me with her mouth, taking the whole thing in her mouth.

“Fuck, I’m going to cum,” I said, “and I want to cum in your mouth, and I want you to swallow it.”

With one final thrust, I shot my load down her throat, and she swallowed every drop. “I want to fuck your pussy,” I said to her as I pulled my cock out of her mouth.

“I want you to fuck me,” she replied, “I want to feel your huge cock inside me, and I want your cum deep in my pussy.”
That was all the invitation I needed! I lifted Stephanie up and set her on the table. Sitting there, her pussy was almost perfectly aligned with my cock, which was already hard again. I used my hand to guide my cock into her still wet pussy. She was already so turned on, I didn’t bother starting slowly. As soon as I felt her tight pussy around my cock, I started thrusting, burying my cock all the way up to the balls. In and out, I fucked her harder and harder, feeling my balls slapping against her skin.
“Oh yeah, “ she cried out, “Fuck me, that feels so good! I love your cock in my pussy, fuck me harder!”

“Fuck, your pussy is so tight, it feel so good on my big cock,” I moaned back to her. I had never fucked anyone else as hard as I was fucking Stephanie. She absolutely loved it, and I did too.

“I’m going to cum again,” she cried out. “Keep fucking me hard, I want you to cum inside me,” she screamed.

I felt her pussy tighten up like a vice on my cock, and that drove me over the edge too. “Fuck, I’m going to cum in your pussy!” Burying my cock all the way inside her pussy with one last stroke, I felt myself squirt cum deep inside of her.

I left my cock in her until I knew every drop of my seed was inside of her. When I pulled out, a little bit of my cum dripped out onto the floor.

Still breathing heavily from the orgasm, Stephanie said, “I want you to fuck my ass.”

I couldn’t believe it. Two orgasms and she still wanted to keep going!? I wasn’t sure that I could do it, but her ass was so inviting, it was drawing me in. I looked at the sexy girl lying on the table with cum dripping out of her pussy and somehow, almost defying gravity it seemed, my cock got hard again. “Alright,” I agreed, “I’ll give you the ass pounding of your life.”

I used my fingers to rub some of the juice from Stephanie’s dripping pussy onto her ass and my dick. “I want you to stand up though,” I said. “I want to pound you against the wall while I fuck your ass.”

Stephanie got off the table and walked over to the wall. “Alright, but be gentle, I’ve never had a cock in my ass before.”

I couldn’t believe it! She was begging for it, and she’d never had it before! “I’ll try my best,” I said.

Lining my cock up with her untouched asshole, I pressed the head firmly against the tight hole. She moaned, but the tight hole wouldn’t give and let my cock in. I rubbed a finger against it, lubing it up with her own pussy juices. Finally my finger broke through the barrier, entering where no man had ever been before. Stephanie screamed when it went in, and I was a little hesitant, unsure that my cock would even fit. “Are you sure you want this?” I asked her.

“Yes, “ she said, “I want your huge cock in my ass, and I want you to blow your load in my asshole too.”

I pulled my finger out, leaving her asshole stretched open slightly. I took the opportunity to put the head of my cock in its place, slowly pushing it in further. As I got the head all the way in, Stephanie whimpered a little bit. “Fuck,” she said. “Fuck, your cock feels so big, it’s stretching my asshole open so wide,” she moaned. “I want it all the way inside of me, I want you to pound my asshole with your huge cock”

Now that part of the shaft was inside of her ass, I knew it would fit. I couldn’t hold back any more, her ass was squeezing so hard on my cock that any willpower I had was gone. With one hard thrust, I buried my cock all the way inside of her tight asshole.

“FUCK YOU,” Stephanie screamed. “HOLY FUCK, YOUR COCK IS FUCKING MY ASS! FUCK, IT’S SO BIG IN MY ASS, FUCK!”

She kept screaming as I pounded her ass with my cock. Her screams changed from pain to pleasure, as she experienced anal sex for the first time. “FUCK, I’M GOING TO CUM AGAIN,” she screamed. Still using one hand to hold herself away from the wall, Stephanie used her other hand to rub her clit. A flood of pussy juice was coming out of her pussy onto the floor, but I still had a long way to go.

She was pushing back against my cock with every thrust as her hips bucked from the huge orgasm that was washing through her, not subsiding as I continued fucking her ass just as hard as before.

“FUCK,” she screamed, “YOUR COCK IS SO GOOD IN MY ASS! I WANT YOU TO COME INSIDE OF ME!”

Finally, I did. I blew some of my load up her ass, before pulling out and shooting the rest onto her back.

Unsteady on her feet without my cock supporting her, Stephanie stumbled backward and put her hands on the table for support. “Holy shit,” she said, still panting. “That was the most intense orgasm I’ve ever had.”

Looking at Stephanie bent over the table, I had an idea. “Why don’t we get you cleaned up,” I suggested, not quite ready to put my plan into action yet.

“Yeah,” she said. “I have to get back… to the picnic.” She was still out of breath, and having trouble forming sentences. I had completely rocked her world, and I was proud of it. I took the cloth that I used for her tattoo, and wiped the cum off of her back. I wiped off her pussy and ass too, then helped her get back into her clothes.

Once we were both fully dressed, I took Stephanie by the hand again and led her back to the front door. She was breathing normally again, and was regaining her balance. “Listen,” I said. “This might be a little forward – not as forward as fucking your ass though – but I’m having a party tonight, and I was wondering if you’d like to come?”

“Sure,” she said, “that sounds like a lot of fun! Can I stay the night at your house though? I’m not from around here, and my parents are going home tonight.”

“Absolutely,” I replied. That was even better than I had expected. “I can even drive you home tomorrow if you want.”

“Great,” she said!”

I wrote down my phone number and address for her. “Come by around 7:30, and I’ll introduce you to some of my friends!”

“Sounds great,” she said. “I’ll see you then!”

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