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Caught By Rebel

paul1254 on Animal Stories

Caught by Rebel
by G S Humour ( gshumour1@aol.com )

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I wanted sex so bad that I put on a blue movie and let
my dog Rebel join in. (F/beast)

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I am 25 years old blonde and I have been told by
numerous boys that I have a good figure my tits are 36c
and firm with big nipples that I like to pull and pinch
until they are hard and stand out, I keep my pussy
shaved as it feels more sensual when being touched when
there is no hair to get in the way.

I live alone now as I threw out my live in boyfriend
because I caught him in bed with my "I thought" best
friend. The only company I now have is Rebel my 3 year
old black Great Dane. It sounds daft but I tal

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k to him
like he is human, telling him all my troubles and
problems, and the funny thing is he seems to understand
and just sits there listening looking at me with his
big dark eyes.

The night I am going to tell you about changed my way
of looking at things and the way I think.

I got home as normal at 5:30 and before I took my coat
off got Rebel and took him for a walk in the local
park, if I was on my own I wouldn't do this, but I felt
perfectly safe when I was with Rebel because he was
very protective towards me.

When I got home I fed Rebel got out a microwave meal
and put it in the microwave to heat up, whilst it was
cooking I went and got a quick shower, when I was
soaping myself I rubbed the soap into my tits and
nipples loving the sensual feeling it gave me. I slid
my hands down my stomach and parting my legs gave my
pussy a good soaping paying special attention to my
clit. I put a finger up into my pussy and started to
finger myself.

I have always being highly sexed and missed having a
big cock in my tight pussy. Just thinking about it got
me horny so I pushed in another finger and started to
finger fuck myself, but just as I got going I heard the
microwave ping, so I got rinsed off and putting on a
silk bath robe went back into the kitchen. After eating
the meal and doing the dishes I decided to put on a
blue movie as I still felt the need to relieve the
sexual tension I had built up earlier in the shower.

When playing with myself I liked to dress sexily so I
put on a black silk Basque and a pair of black silk
knickers, I love the feeling of silk next to my skin
and to feel silk rubbing on my nipples is one of the
most erotic feelings I have ever had, I got out my two
favorite dildo's and went back into the room, got
myself a bottle of wine and sorted out a film to watch,
After turning the lights down low I got myself settled
on the sofa to watch the film.

The film started with two young girls meeting for the
first time in a bar, they got talking and after quite a
few drinks ended up going to one of the girls flats,
before long they where kissing each other and rubbing
each others tits through there blouses. I like lesbian
films I have never been with another woman, but have
always had a secret desire to do so.

As the two girls started to undress each other, I put
my hand onto my tit and caressed it gently loving the
feeling of the lace rubbing my nipples, it wasn't long
before my nipples where hard and very sensitive with
heightened the feelings I was getting, putting my other
hand on my pussy, I slid a finger in-between my lips
and rubbed it so I could feel the lace rubbing on my
clit, I could feel the juice leaking out of my pussy
and through my knickers.

The film was getting hot by now and one of the girls
was eating the others pussy, I love my pussy being
licked and my clit being nibbled whilst I was being
fingered, so watching this really got me hot. I pulled
off my knickers and opening my legs played with my clit
tweaking it making it become hard and sensitive I put
two fingers into my wet pussy working them in and out.
I then put them in my mouth and imagined it was some
other girls love juice I was tasting.

Then I got the smallest of my dildo's and pushed it
into my sopping wet fanny moving it in and out I was
that wet I could hear it squelching as it went in, I
pulled the top of my Basque down so that I could get to
my nipples and pulled them and nipped them as I fucked
myself. I took out the small dildo dropped it on the
floor and got the bigger one and pushed this into my
fanny.

Then something strange happened Rebel came across and
after sniffing the dildo started to lick it, I then had
a really dirty thought and pulled the dildo offered it
to Rebel he straight away came to me and started to
lick it, I moved it nearer to my pussy and Rebel
sniffed it and then started to lick me.

It was out of this world as his long tongue went right
into my fanny as he tried to get my love juice, I had
never felt anything like this and was moaning and
groaning with pleasure, it didn't take long before I
could feel myself start to quiver and the feeling in my
stomach as I started to cum I screamed that loud
because it was that intense it made Rebel stop, I
pulled him back and he carried on.

Looking down I could see Rebels cock was starting to
come out of its sheath, so I thought I would return the
favor and make him cum, so I gently got hold of his
cock and started to wank him like I would a bloke, it
didn't take long before all of his cock was out. It was
very big at least 10 inches long and I could only just
get my hand round it, whilst I was playing with his
cock it was leaking precum some of which went onto my
hand. I brought this to my mouth to see what it tasted
like, it tasted similar to a bloke put not as salty,
all the while I was playing with Rebel's cock he had
been licking out my pussy, and I wanted filling up
again.

Looking at the size of Rebel's cock I wondered whether
I could take something that big? I thought I would see
I had to have something in my pussy and what better
than a big cock. What difference did it make that it
was a dog's? Rebel wasn't going to brag to his mates
about like boys do was he.

I got hold of Rebels feet and lifted them up so they
where either side of my body and he was in between my
legs. I then slid my body down until I could feel his
cock on the inside of my thighs and putting my hand
down I positioned his massive cock at the entrance to
my wet pussy.

l could feel his pre cum leaking into my fanny it felt
so hot I nearly came but I wanted that cock inside
first, I pushed myself down some more and felt his cock
enter me, Rebel gave a push and my pussy stretched as
it slid in, it felt so big and it was so dirty having a
dog cock inside me, Rebel gave another push and I came
screaming and shouting for Rebel to fuck me hard with
that big dog cock, but he couldn't get it all in.

So I pushed him off, which he didn't like at all, I
then got on my knees on a cushion on the floor, Rebel
came up behind me and licked my fanny again, I felt so
horny and wanted his cock that I was shouting no REBEL
FUCK ME FUCK ME I don't suppose he understood but he
mounted me and I felt his cock stabbing my inner thigh
as he tried to find my cunt.

l put my hand back and guided his cock, this time he
didn't miss and I screamed as his cock pushed into my
cunt he then started to push it in and stretching
my fanny more than its ever been stretched before, I
wailed and moaned as I came again and my whole body was
trembling as I came, the feeling that this big cock was giving me  as I felt it spear into my fanny was fantastic.

Rebel was pounding me harder now and putting a hand
back I could feel his massive cock going in and out of
my fanny, the juice from both of us was running down my
legs there was so much, I screamed Rebel FUUUUCCKKKK   MMMEEEE  FFFUUUUCCCKKKKKK MMMMMMMEEEE and I came again I just couldn't seem to stop, I had never felt like this before, so filled with cock and satisfied.

I felt something stretching the entrance to my fanny
and putting my hand back and feeling Rebel's cock I
felt a lump about the size of a tennis ball at the end
of his cock, I thought that theres no way that will go
in, but Rebel gave a hard push and it went in causing
me to cum yet again.

l hope that nobody could hear me because I was shouting
and moaning with pleasure at the fucking Rebel was
giving me, he stopped ramming so hard now and I felt
his cock expand even more inside me. Rebel then howled
and I felt him cum in, me filling me up with his hot
cum. This made me cum again and I collapsed out of
exhaustion, but I was tied with Rebel and couldn't go
any where.

We stayed tied together for about 30 minutes until with
a loud plop Rebels massive cock went down enough for it
to come out. While I lay on the floor completely
exhausted Rebel licked my fanny until all the cum was
off, he then went to his bed and licked his cock clean.

l was so fucked that I just managed to get a shower
again, wash my very sore pussy and get into bed.
Thinking before I went to sleep that, "l have never
felt so satisfied," and from now on Rebel and me where
going to have a lot more nights like this.

END

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ss of the room. This far north in California never seemed to get hot in the late fall. Leit moved to the table looking at the paper longingly. He sat down instead lifting a black ledger from under the paper. With a sigh he began looking over soft young women of all sorts, doubting he would find what he needed between the covers.
 
 The cover of this black book bore no special markings. It looked rather stark by comparison with the other books of the room. Yet this book held his attention as if it were made of gold. He flicked from page to page unhurriedly on the slight chance it might hold something of interest. Stopping here and there he smiled at a photo of some young want to be starlet. Under each photo were a name, age, measurements, hair color, eye color, and a brief description. The description was wrote almost as if one were speaking of cattle precise and without passion describing what each persons life was like currently.
 
 Leit let himself relax as he looked over the pages glancing in the mirror he enjoyed what he saw there. He was a lean man with firm muscles, looking like a pro swimmer or runner not some hulking bodybuilder. His hair was shaved bald except for a raven black braid. It started at the base of his head coiling around his neck about his throat. His eyes were green like emeralds that never dulled when they shone on something of interest. His fingers were long and tapered almost delicate looking. His clothing was a simple black tee shirt with jeans and boots giving him a confident look.
 
 Looking back to the black book Leit stopped for a long moment. On this page was a young red headed beauty. Her information told him she was 20 years old with hopes of stardom. The information went on to state that both her parents were dead from a traffic accident in Florida. Her pale skin was surprising as she had grown up under the harsh sun of Florida. Her light blue eyes seemed like crystal glimmering for him. There was an innocence in those blue eyes seemed to beg him to call her to his side. Without looking at her measurements he knew she would do nicely.
 
 He slid a loose sheet of paper into that page then continued thru the rest of the book knowing he must look thru it sooner or later. Seeing nothing keener then a blonde with cute teeth he slid the book to the marked page again looking into those eyes. Nodding his head he smiled looking at the girls name for the first time. “Ahhh Talis what fun we will have.” He thought as he set aside the book. Picking up a cell phone he used only to place orders he smiled. Dialing slowly he waited as the phone rang four times then picked up he listened to the machine speak its message.
 
 At the top corner of each page was a five digit number. Carefully he spoke the digits from her sheet. Listening as the machine repeated his numbers verifying them back to him. He nodded thoughtfully then spoke a final command to the machine. “Order Home.” He hung up the phone leaving it and the book in the room. Walking to the door he opened it going down to the main floor. He let himself out into the heat of the day. He made sure to lock the door as he went no one needed to have a look at his things there. He was excited by tonight he would be playing with a new toy.
 
 Moving down the lane from the rented apartment he walked to the park. Taking in the air he stood still for a long moment surveying his surroundings, before heading to his truck. One could never be too careful in these times. He opened his truck’s door, sitting down he unrolled the window starting it letting the air conditioner push the hot air out the open window. Pulling away from the curb he smiled driving to the homestead he had bought outside of town would take another forty five minutes.
 
 After an uneventful ride home he pulled in knowing by now his order was confirmed, all was in motion. The old farmhouse was the perfect place to enjoy treats like this. He began cooking a meal for himself, walking into the living room he turned on the radio. Soft music came out of the speakers hanging from corners of the walls. The smell of his meal wafted about the house as he went to the computer in the corner of the living room.
 
 With a grin he saw there was already an email waiting for him to open. It was from a hotmail account he did not know. BM was capitalized in the handle so he clicked it open. Scanning the text swiftly he made sure to delete it before thinking about the message. “Your order was in good taste. I am a bit jealous, but then I always am. Should arrive normal route two hours. I look forward to hearing from you.” It had been signed simply “B.M.”.
 
 Pulling up a program for banking Leit typed in an account number from memory. Once he answered the proper questions the computer asked he was in his account. Looking at the sum of several hundred thousand dollars he smiled. Typing in a second account number he transferred ten thousand to it. Once finished he shut down the program with a nod and checked the clock on the wall. If they were on time his toy should arrive in two hours. Moving back into the kitchen he set his plate. Now he had a few minutes for his paper. He began to eat as he skimmed thru the headlines. Coming to the business section he slowed down reading more carefully now.
 
 Wasting time he finished his meal enjoying the flavor of it. Rising from the chair he does his dishes, setting them aside to dry. Moving to the wet bar on the far side of the room he reaches under the bar. Pulling out a large decanter of red wine he swirls it around then ads a bit of powder watching it dissolve. From the same hidden place he took the decanter and powder he takes a small red pill and swallows it. Now the sedative in the wine would pass through him with no effect.
 
 Looking about once more he nods his head knowing all is ready. Moving to the couch he sits down on it flipping on the large television a basketball game is just winding down. After several minutes of watching the game the doorbell rings. Rising he moves to the door and opens it. Just then the woman on the other side presses the bell once more. He smiles softly motioning for Talis to come in then nods to the driver that he can go. He can not seem to help himself already he is watching her as she walks into the front hall. “Hello I am Talis.” She says softly to him as she looks about the room
 
 She offers him her hand he takes it holding it in a firm grip. Instead of shaking it he uses it to lead her deeper into the house. “You know why you are here?” His words are calm and collected even as he quivers inside. “Morgan said you wanted me for a part. He couldn’t tell me more but said you thought I would work out well.” Her words were relaxed even if her body language seemed tense from his hand holding her own. He shakes his head releasing her he moves to the bar and pours two glasses of the wine. Walking back he offers her one holding it so she has to stretch just a little to reach it. Subconsciously he has already begun to tease and torment her.
 
 He watches her take the wine, raising his own he toasts. “Too many nights to come.” She doesn’t really know what to say so she lifts her glass in toast then lowers it taking a sip. She knows she is only twenty but if he is willing. His eyes look her over slowly not feeling any shame in doing so. She is wearing a simple blue gown that contrasts nicely with her hair. Her hair is done up in a long ponytail showing the side of her porcelain throat to him, as it cascades down the back. He watches her take several more nervous sips from her glass. Watching her as the drug begins to take effect he relaxes. His smile grows as her eye lids seemed to close more and more with each passing moment.
 
 He let the drugs affect grip her fully before setting his glass on the table behind him. Rising moving to her side he sits down on the couch next to her. He slowly inhales taking her scent deep into his nostrils. Carefully reaching out he plucks the glass from her hand saving it from spilling on the carpet. He turns setting it on a side table next to the couch. Soft music still plays from the radio crooning wordlessly to them. Turning back he licks his lips looking at her beautiful throat again. Reaching out he caresses her tender skin like satin to his well callused fingers. Her hand moves up feebly as she tries to push him from her neck but there is no power there the drug having stolen it from her.
 
 Laughing softly as Leit moved his hand to the right strap of her dress. Loosening the strap she bats at his hand still in a drugged stupor. He catches her wrist with his free hand as he hears her first moan of fear. His sigh of pleasure answers her, letting her know he enjoys her already. His other hand reaches across her catching the left strap he once more loosens it. With a grin he reaches behind her having released her arm she begins to bat at him uselessly. With his left hand he finds her zipper as he turns facing her. His right hand finds her hair holding it up out of the way. Slowly he lowers the zipper as she struggles to stand.
 
 His hand in her hair stops her when he tugs it to the side sharply. Her cry of pain is real but her mind is too clouded still to protect her anymore then that. He finishes his work on the zipper catching a glimpse of a black silk bra, and just a hint of black panties. He groans his cock seems ready to leap from his pants into her dress. He shakes his head, inhaling again leaning in close to her he can smell her fear. Now with his hand twined in her thick red hair he forces her to rise up from the couch. The dress no longer secure slides down her body to puddle at her feet. The dress made a beautiful puddle of fabric at her feet to frame her helplessness.
 
 He stops then looking her over with a critical eye. He nods his head making mental notes as she begins to whimper and wiggle. Laughing once more he draws a pocket knife from his pants pocket. She hears it click open seconds before she feels the blade slicing thru her bra. He watches as the straps part first then the center between her average breasts. The bra flutters to the floor behind her like a mortally wounded butterfly where it goes still. In the cool rooms air her dusky nipples come to attention for him without a single touch. She begins to squirm trying to cover her breasts. He ignores her actions for now as he slices the edge of her panties. As she goes still with a gasp he slices the crotch out of them with one swift cut. This time they fall to lay spread eagle as like a black snow angel.
 
 She once more hears the clicking of the knife but this time it is him putting it back into his pocket. He inspects her body with a careful eye noting she is in good health. He looks over her breasts taking his time viewing her noting they are both a nice B cup and seem to hang evenly. His smile remains until he looks on her slit. The mound of red hair is thick obscuring his view of nether lips. He nods at her satisfied by her for the moment. Bending he forces her to bend with him causing another cry of pain. Looking over he can see her breasts hang out from her body beautifully as she struggles to right herself.
 
 He smiles as he comes back up with her panties pulling her with him. “Arms behind your back.” He decides to see if she will obey him. The first words she manages are weak but there is fire there. “Fuck you!” He shakes his head as she finishes he twists her hair till tears come unbidden to her eyes. “Hands behind your back Now.” His tone rises only on the last word. She cries out in real pain now the sedative is wearing off finally. “If you fail to comply I will punish you Talis this is your last chance.” His tone is growing cool now, as if he is distancing himself from the moment. “FUCK YO...” She never gets to finish her words.
 
 He twists her hair brutally knowing her scalp will ache for a few days afterward. He forces her around then head first into the couch. As she grabs at the cushions he uses his leg to sweep her feet out from under her. She falls all the harder into the couch as he presses her now overbalanced body into the couch. Her face is forced into the cushion, he can see her begin to struggle as she realizes her own body weight now pins her arms before her. The lack of air really making her struggle, yet to him it is hardly a fight to control her. He can feel her beginning to become desperate for air.
 
 “I will move your body enough for you to free your hands. If you move them behind your back I will let you up in a moment.” His words were cool and controlled as if her were talking to someone on the phone. “If you fail to obey I will keep you this way until you pass out. Then I will bind you but much more cruelly then if you obey.” He gives her a long moment more he can now hear her screams of terror as he holds her. It finally dawns on her that he has her helpless. He can see her back starting to turn red from her struggles a light sheen of sweat beads her skin.
 
 He lifts up off of her a bit pulling her hair to bring her back off her face. He can hear her gasping as she struggles with her mind. Then after only a moment she obeys her arms snaking behind her back. He uses his free hand to wrap her panties about one wrist then releases her hair. Using both hands he ties each wrist snugly against each other. “Much better.... now you must be punished for fighting me.” She whimpers and pulls at her wrists as he watches he smiles. Gasping she speaks back to him. “I obeyed you when you said to.....” He shakes his head at her words. “Yes but only after I had to ask three times and control you.” His tone is still cool to her. “Had you disobeyed more the punishment would have been much worse.”
 
 Using one of his knees he forced her legs apart looking at her slit he smiled. Reaching a hand in-between her thighs he is careful not to touch her till he has her pubic hair in his hand. With one quick tug and a twist he pulls on her pubic hair painfully. This time her cry is a full fledged scream of pain and terror. “No no no no.... Please no please” Her begging sounds awfully heartfelt to Leit’s ears. Thinking a long moment he decides to have pity on her. He holds back anymore punishment she had earned since she is new to her new way of life. Releasing her pubic hair he strokes over her pussy feeling a shudder pass thru her body then.
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 “I can be cruel Talis or I can be gentle.” His tone is gentle now as he strokes her inner thighs gently. “Much of my treatment of you depends on your willingness to obey me.” She is crying now as he talks to her. “Do you understand me?” She sniffles turning her head she looks at him her eyes red and full of fear. “I think so..... Please let me go I won’t tell I promise.” She sees him shake his head and tenses expecting more pain. “Test your bonds Talis.” He looks to see if she obeys his words. When she feels his hand still on her thigh he had been stroking she whimpers in fear.
 
 Her arms tremble with effort her hands turn red he tied her so the nooses could only tighten so much. “I can’t get loose.” Her words come out in a scared whimper. Then she feels his hand once more stroking her thigh. “No you can not remember that tonight. The plan is to let you sleep helpless in your cage. The less you struggle the less pain you will put yourself thru.” He rises then from her side as he does so she can see his bulge outlined in his jeans. Her trembling comes back ten fold now seeing he is aroused by her helplessness.
 
 His words bring her back to the room. “Let’s go outside Talis.” His tone seems to have come back to the conversational level once more. He catches her panty clad wrists dragging her back to her feet. “But won’t people see us?” Her voice quivers at the thought. Her skin turned a deep shade of red at the thought of other people seeing her naked like this. His laugh is soft as he moves thru the room to the door. His free hand catches the door handle turning it he opens it inward. Walking out he brings her stumbling along at his side. Looking over to her he walks to the sunlit driveway.
 
 Having left her in the shade he looks at her quivering naked body letting his eyes roam. “Come here Talis I have something you need to see before we go back inside.” His voice is soft and coaxing as he stands in the sun offering her a place at his side. Her mind tells her to run but when she looks all she can see is trees. Finally after a long moment of inner struggle her head drops to her chest. Slowly she walks to his side feeling the heat of the sun on her skin. Leit shivered as he watched her with those green eyes of his wanting to miss nothing.
 
 Lifting his arm he motions out around them. Now she can see why he wanted her to stand with him. As far as the eye can see are trees he watches as her shoulders slump a bit lower now. “I own sixty acres of land and this house is built in the middle of it. You would have to run thirty acres to find a road or house Talis.” He reaches out to stroke her shivering form. “Will you kill me?” Her voice is full of abject terror now. He listens to her words and smiles softly. “I doubt it less you do something unthinkable. Like wound me or risk my livelihood by trying to expose me then....” He shrugs his shoulders leaving the rest unsaid.
 
 Her eyes once more tear up this time in fear not pain. He reaches out wiping the tears from her eyes. “Save them for when you need those Talis. I promise you shortly there will be more tears then you wish.” His tone is soft but there is a menace there. He pulls her in close and smiles as his lips descend to hers. He feels her struggle for a long moment but she has no leverage to fight him. Kissing her he tastes what he will own soon enough. His lips crush into her own as he feels her naked breasts crushing into his chest. He grinds his cock into her soft yielding stomach letting her know she excites him.
 
 He growls softly breaking the kiss looking down into her eyes he lets her see the fire of passion there. “Now on to better things Talis.” His voice is hot with desire for her. Lifting her as if she were a light sack he drapes her over his shoulder. Her whimpering scream excites him all the more as he moves back to the house. He lingers in the shade letting her struggle as he strokes her ass cheek so close to his face. “I am going to start you on birth control today Talis.” His words show her she has no say. “I don’t need it...let me go...” Her voice is angry and desperate at the same time. He says nothing just carries her into the house once more the door slamming shut behind them.
 
 He walks past the couch into the next room not putting her down. He gathers something from the counter there giving her no view of the room. He walks back into the main room once more dumping her on the couch. He watches her land in a heap her arms still pinned behind her back. “Tonight you may cum or not. I do not care either way.... but soon you will learn to control your slit my pet.” His voice once more holds that calm cool menace she already fears. He can see the fear in the slight tremble of her body as he speaks. She sees his hand holding a slim package in his hand. He opens it as he sits down next to her ignoring her gaze.
 
 He slides out three items from the box setting it aside. The first is a dermal pack which he peels sticking it to the soft meat of her right hip. The next item is a thin black collar of leather. The glimpse of the collar allowed her to see thin metallic looking strips woven into the inner surface. She tries to pull back as he unclips it sliding it over her beautiful skin. There is a click as the collar locks in place fitting snugly to her skin. The last item looks almost like a car alarm control. He smiles looking up at her finally then he rises from the couch.
 
 He smiles as he slips out of his shirt draping of the chair next to the couch. Then he slips out of his boots. Swiftly his jeans follow along with a pair of blue boxers. He watches her fight herself then she looks down looking over his naked flesh. “Tonight you are allowed to look. Your training will explain allot to you my pet.” His voice is no gentler then his hard cock lifting up to almost touch his flat stomach. “No you can’t do this...” Her voice is scared as she tries to back from his naked body. “Let me explain.” As she listens it is then she realizes she doesn’t even know his name. “The collar can be a friend or a punishment.” As he speaks of this he touches a button on the remote.
 Her reaction is instantaneous she arches her back as he watches and screams. A low pulse of electricity flows thru the collar shocking her just enough to cause pain. He leans in releasing the button smiling into her face his words low. “I own you... no one will miss you my toy.” He moves to the side as he watches her he sets the remote on the table. He reaches down catching her by a shoulder rolling her over so now she is face down on the couch. He lifts her up moving her to the padded arm of the couch pressing her stomach into it. “Damn it no this is rape....” Her voice is terrified once more he just continues to position her. Getting her just right over the arm her feet hang just off the floor.
 
 Looking down he sees her ass cheeks spread helplessly as he picks up his remote once more. She starts to struggle when she feels him moving between her thighs she closes her legs. He laughs as they press closed baring him. He lets his finger strokes over the remote. Watching her he can see her body shudder in pain. He does not let up on the remote till her legs slowly slide apart. He moves between them before finally releasing the button letting the pain stop. His hand leads the way reaching between her parted pussy lips he strokes over her watching as she shivers at first contact. He presses his fingers into her slit opening it even wider for his invasion.
 
 His fingers feel her heat a hint of wetness as they open her enough to feel her. Then he moves them from her feeling her relax a bit he moves in till his cock head presses to her slit. She begins to struggle once more babbling about this not happening to her. He presses the remote shocking her just long enough to slide the tip of his cock into her tight pussy. He groans in pleasure as she screams for mercy. He ignores her pressing forward into her slightly damp hole. Her screams of anger and fear soon turn to screams of pain. He thrusts deeper into her with each stroke causing pain since she is not ready for him. After several moments of her trying to wither off his cock as he impales her with more he stops. She cries tears again as she feels his balls stroking her clit impaled on his eight inches of cock.
 
 He reaches down massaging her ass cheeks as her struggles bring him pleasure. He groans at the tight velvet prison he has broken into. He catches her legs with his hands after a minute and spreads them wide almost unseating her from the couch arm. “Now my pet I am going to fuck you till I am content.” His words coming out as a lust filled growl. No sooner then he says them then his hips begin to piston in and out of her poor tormented slit. His grip on her thighs is painful but gives him the leverage he needs to slam into her with savageness. She is whining in pain and shame as he takes her pussy for his own.
 
 He rides her with no mercy giving her a savage fucking as he feels the pleasure building in his cock. Her scent begins to waft about the room he inhales deeply taking her scent in. She is still struggling but now she can feel her wetness beginning to ease his passage. Holding her split wide his balls keep slamming into her clit. Finally he hears what he was waiting for her soft moan of pleasure. He groans as his cock strokes deeply as possible with each stroke. He can feel her slit slowly pulsing as he rides her she is finally surrendering to his cock.
 
 He lets her wiggle as he rides her pussy his cock on the edge he growls in heaven. Her pussy is burning with a fire her mind telling her this is so wrong but her body is responding as all women have thru the ages. Her hips buck back into his as much as possible trying to force more of his cock into her. He groans as he pounds home her pussy growing tighter about him. He feels her slit like a velvet noose begin to convulse around his cock. Her screams are random without meaning as her body runs wild without regard for her dignity. He sees her cumming for him bound helpless a victim to his passions. It is too much for him to endure.
 
 He feels one last convulsion of her prison trying to keep him locked within. He pulls his cock from her slit as she screams again. He slides his cock between her ass cheeks feeling the heat from her asshole. Releasing her legs his fist finds the base of his cock stroking it with purpose he soon sprays her ass with his cum. “YES... Y.E...S MY...P.ET per....fect....” He aims his cock so her asshole is covered in a layer of his cum. Then he sprays across her ass cheeks being careful not to spray her bonds. He hears her moaning as his hot cum touches her body she is still wiggling in pleasure or need his head is spinning. He leans on the arm of the couch as he slowly gets his breath.
 
 Moving slowly he walks around to her looking down into her eyes. He watches her as she looks up there is shame in her eyes. He crouches next to the arm of the couch looking at her he reaches up stroking her face. “I am pleased my pet. You may call me Sir when you address me.” His words are soft as he relaxes she can see his shiny cock between his legs hanging slightly limp now. Her mind is lost in thought she had come for him and he was happy. He could read the confusion in her eyes like a book. “Remember this pet your purpose now is to please me. The better you do at this the better life can get.” He strokes her hair slowly he draws her off the couch arm.
 
 His cum is slowly dripping down her ass he nods approvingly as she wiggles feeling it as well. He moves with her to the back wall of the room he presses a spot on the wall as a door that wasn’t there before swings open. A dim light is on at the base of the stairs as he leads her down. He can feel her shaking so he stays close to her side. Once at the bottom he lets her eyes wander for a moment. Then he turns her so she can see a cage which is five foot long by three foot wide. The cage is just tall enough to admit a stooping person. There is a small mattress at the far end. The mattress is one of the ones that blow up much more comfortable then the concrete floor.
 
 He directs her to the cage where he types in a swift five digit code on the panel. She hears a hiss as the door pops open. She begins to shiver again as he pulls her close and kisses her this time he forces his tongue into her mouth. She whimpers but surrenders not wanting to be shocked again. Her tongue is timid as she fences with his as he explores her mouth. He takes a step back from her and nods to the cage releasing her arm. Her eyes show the fear there as she looks to him tears falling once more. He shakes his head not speaking wanting her to do this on her own.
 
 Crying softly she moves to the door slipping into the cage she turns around. His smile is soft full of pleasure. “Sleep good pet tomorrow I will allow you five questions before you start your training.” He sees her struggle with the silk binding her and smiles. He pushes the door to the cage shut the panel goes from green to red locking with a click. As he walks to the stairs he calls back to her. “The bed is bolted to the floor it will not slide out from under you.” He begins to go up the stairs but what he hears stops him cold. Her words are still choked with her tears and soft sobs but he heard her right. “Yes Sir.” He turned in time to see her slump onto the mattress and collapse into a ball of tears. Nodding he moves up into the room once more pulling the door shut behind him leaving his new pet in the dark confines of her new home.
 
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Cleaning Time

adamlily1972 on Animal Stories

Cleaning Time, by adamlily1972@yahoo.com
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Synopsis: A cute wife is a crucial part of her husband’s ongoing nanotechnology work. She just doesn’t know it.

“Hey, you promised you’d pick up the place.”

My wife, being my wife. I played dumb and looked up distractedly from my laptop. “Uh?”

She looked sad, annoyed. “The place. While I was working. You said you’d pick it up.”

She gestured around the living room. Plates, bottles, wrappers, dust. The hair of Gunther, our black lab. I’m sure it smelled of me, too. I pretty much lived in this room and didn’t go much of anywhere these days.

“Oh. Right. Sorry. I got caught up in this project.” I gestured at the laptop.

Her face brightened. “Freelance? You got work?”

I nodded. “A little. Not lo

With My Sister-In-Law and Mollie to Introduce Mollie to Bandit

slowfix50 on Incest Stories

As you may see this also includes K9 loving so I just picked the one catagory. Well, after a coulpe days Mollie, Vickies Mom, was not objecting to sex with Me, her daughter Vickie of my brother (Vickie's husband) Mason. In fact Vickie we woke up one morning by Mollie screaming downstairs for Mason to "oh yes, yes, fuck me harder." in the kitchen. There was Mason with Mollie bent over the island i

Seducing Dad

tboneguy on Incest Stories

Note: This a resubmission. When I submitted this story recently, something went wrong when it was published and the fonts and paragraphs were messed up and couldn't be fixed. The moderator has generously offered to allow me to submit it again, so here it is and I hope for better results this time (still not too sure about this text editor, though). So if you think you have read this story recently, you probably have. You're welcome to read it again, though. T

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My name is Shannon and this is a story about how I seduced my father. Golly, look at that! Only one sentence and already I look like a slut who’s such a sex maniac that she can’t keep her hands off her own dad. And it’s n

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ot that way at all.

Maybe I need to tell you more about myself. In the first place, I’m not a slut. Really, I’m not. I was a virgin when I seduced my dad and I very seldom do anything sexual on a date. And when I do I make it really clear at the beginning what the limits will be and then see to it that we both have a pleasant experience and that the guy gets a proper sexual release. I’m not a prick-tease. If I get a guy "heated up" I’ll see that he comes. It’s only fair.

Gosh, I’m getting side-tracked here. I’m a high school senior, good student (might graduate with honors), fairly popular, about 5’3", 115 or so, pretty nice tits (33C), maybe a little more butt than I really need (but somehow the guys seem to like that), and a very small waist that makes both of the other measurements seem bigger. I’m not sure I’m pretty, but I believe I’m attractive, and many others seem to agree. Well anyway, I really am a good girl who has principles.

It sorta surprised me when I decided to seduce my dad. Well, you see, here you have to get a little more info about him and me. I am an only child, and my mother died when I was 4 (terminal illness). It was pretty tough on my dad to learn to run a house and take care of a 4-year-old girl, and it was pretty hard for me, too. But he dived into the Mr. Mom scene willingly and gradually I learned how I could make things go more smoothly. Somehow dad never got around to remarrying, probably because he is rather shy and had a tough time meeting ladies. So really, it’s always been just him and me.

Even as a little kid I just loved to go naked. Guess it’s that feeling of uninhibited freedom, with the breeze brushing your skin all over. And of course, there’s nothing sexual about a naked 4-year-old (at least, I don’t think so), so sometimes after my bath or in the morning before I dressed my dad would let me play for a while without clothes, and I did it every time I could. Let me be clear here: my dad is not a pervert, and as far as I know he didn’t get any special kick out of seeing my naked little cunny or anything else. Never any "improper touching", either; when he gave me my bath he simply washed me and dried me off as he should have, and stopped doing that when I was old enough to do it myself. What happened later was all my idea.

That doesn’t mean that I didn’t do any touching, though. As far back as I can remember I liked to play with my "trickle", pull the lips apart and look at it, and especially tickle and rub that sensitive little spot on top. I didn’t know what to call it then, but it really felt great, and of course it was much easier when I was naked (maybe that explains why I didn’t much like clothes). I never put a finger inside til some years later, but I would still play with the little hole and sometimes even put my finger over my pee-hole as I peed and watch it splash around. Guess I was sorta naughty.

I also liked to play with my titties, even though I didn’t really have any. It still felt good to stroke and rub that part of my chest, and of course the nipples were always sensitive. I loved to tickle them with my fingers or the tips of my hair or blow on them and feel them get hard like little pebbles. Then they were really sensitive and it felt awfully good. Yeah, I’m pretty sure I was naughty, but I don’t think Dad ever caught me. At least, I never noticed and he never mentioned it.

As I got older (8 or 9, I think), Dad began to discourage my running around naked. He said it wasn’t a proper thing for a young lady to do, and (surprisingly enough) I pretty much accepted it at the time. Looking back, I suspect that he was beginning to see me as a young woman and just didn’t want to get any "evil" thoughts about me. So I mostly stopped doing that when he was home, though I still loved to do it when he was gone. And I never was all that careful going to my room after a bath. If I remembered the towel, OK; if not, so what?

I hit puberty about the same time as my friends (around 10½ or 11), and of course had all of the strange and frightening new feelings and thoughts that any girl does at that time. I got through it OK, though, and by the time I reached my teens I was a fairly happy and secure girl. I don’t remember that my dad and I ever actually had "the talk", but we could discuss the personal things when we needed to, so I guess it happened in its own way. I did develop some sense of modesty then, though, probably because my new body was so strange to me, and started to be more careful to be dressed when Dad was around.

At some point after puberty I learned to masturbate. The older sister of one of my girl friends had told her how good it felt to put her fingers inside, or even use a candle or the handle of a hairbrush, and she told the rest of us. Amy swore that she had never really tried it, and we were all a bit embarrassed, but I was sorta excited, too, and couldn’t wait to get home and try. It hurt a bit the first time, even with just one small finger, but I learned to get my finger good and wet with spit and work it in slowly. The farther it went, the better it felt, and I was hooked. It wasn’t long at all til I did it frequently, moving the finger (and later more than one finger) in and out and touching my clitoris (yeah, they told us what to call it in sex-ed class) at the same time. And yes, I soon tried candles and hairbrush handles and similar items, and they felt good, too, but my trusty fingers were always my favorite and always available.

OK, so I’m taking a long time to get to the part about my dad, but you need to know me to understand. I have always enjoyed what I learned to call sexual feelings and sensations, and I think that influenced my decision to seduce my dad. Again, he and I got along well and enjoyed sharing our lives together, but that was all. It was only later that I realized that I was ready to lose my virginity and I wanted him to take it.

Not long after I turned fourteen I was at Amy’s house and we were talking about the usual romantic garbage that girls do at that age. Eventually the talk got to how it would feel to lose our virginity and whom we thought we’d want to "do it" with. We suggested all sorts of guys, some that we knew, some really silly (like rock stars or something), and jokingly I told her that her dad was pretty hot, and maybe he should be the one. She seemed really scandalized and I thought I’d offended her, but instead she challenged me: she would do it with her dad if I would do it with mine. Boy, that shocked me! I’d never even considered my dad that way. I made a big joke of it and the talk turned to other things, but the seed was planted, and in the following days I began to look at my dad and wonder. Don’t know whether she ever did it with her dad; it never came up again.

I had been having some pretty erotic thoughts for a long time, and it seemed to me that I had taken masturbation about as far as I could and I was ready for the real thing. I began to fantasize about how it would be with him and to be a little more sexy around him. After a few weeks I realized that I had already made the decision and started making real plans.

The first step, of course, was to get him to accept the idea, and that would be a real challenge. I had to bombard him with sexual stimulation, while making it all seem so innocent. Anytime he was home I was careful to wear clothes that displayed my body without being really obvious. I’d always worn t-shirts with no bra sometimes and began to do that more often, sometimes with a fairly tight shirt. My tits weren’t big, but they were really firm with large nipples and were growing nicely. He couldn’t help noticing.

Same thing with shorts and jeans: often tight enough to show off my ass and legs, but not slutty. He would be turned off by that. And occasionally (but not often) I would leave off the panties so my ass and pussy would be outlined even better for him.

And of course, he began to get more little "accidental" peeks. My favorite was to leave my bedroom door open a crack so that he could see me in the mirror. I could dress very slowly, ponder a choice of panties or bra while standing naked or just turn and admire my body in the mirror, and I knew that he stood and watched quietly. I never actually saw his hardon, but I would bet that he had one.

Showers, too, of course. Great opportunity. Again, leave the door open a little while I brushed teeth or put on makeup (always naked, of course). I did catch him rubbing his cock a few times as I did that. And I could always "accidentally" meet him in the hall on the way to my room wearing nothing but a towel. Well, you get the idea. I was giving him lots of stimulation without forcing him to acknowledge it.

The time came to force the issue, though. I chose a Saturday morning when I knew that neither Dad nor I had any special plans and got up and took a shower. When I finished, I wrapped a towel around me, but I didn’t use one of the big, big things that we ladies normally use. It was a normal size towel, and I knew that it didn’t hide much. In fact, I could see in the mirror that if I covered my tits, my pussy would peek out at the bottom. Just what I wanted.

I went downstairs, and sure enough, Dad was sitting at the kitchen table with coffee and his newspaper. I went over to the fridge and got some juice. As I did that, I let the towel slip a little so that my left nipple was showing. The cool air made it really stand out. I turned around and chatted with Dad about the weather and usual meaningless things and as we talked I could see his eyes alternating between my nipple and the bottom of the towel. I could also see a noticeable bulge in his pajama bottoms. Finally I "noticed" my exposed nipple and said "Sorry, Dad" as I pulled the towel up to cover it. Of course, that did just what I wanted: it exposed at least half of my pussy, right at my dad’s eye level. His eyes got bigger and so did his dick; the head began to peek out from the fly and I could see that he didn’t wear underwear in bed. "Why Dad, you are getting hard!" I exclaimed. "Is that because of me?"

He turned red and covered up as well as he could, then mumbled, "Shannon, I’m sorry. I don’t know what came over me." He started to get up.

"Dad, please, it’s OK. I know that you like to look at my body, and I’m glad you do. It’s perfectly normal and it makes me feel attractive. I think you are very attractive, too. You don’t need to be shy about this. You’re my only family and I love you. Couldn’t we be open about this? It’s not anyone’s business and certainly won’t hurt anyone. Please? Please, please, pleeeeease?"

He still sat there, so I walked over to him and kissed him gently. Not a sexual kiss, but a lot more lingering than a father/daughter kiss. With that, the head of his dick poked right out of the pajamas, pointed straight at his chin. As I kissed him I held him by the shoulders, and of course the towel dropped right to the floor. "See, Dad, I know you love to look at me and you are welcome to. Can I look at you, too?"

"Sweetheart, we can’t do this," he groaned, looking down. But as I urged him he finally stood up, took off the pajamas very slowly, and sat back down, still embarrassed. His dick was rock-hard, though, and his hand began straying to it occasionally as he looked at me. I knelt down in front of him and looked closely at it, letting my nipples touch his knees. I noticed a drop of clear liquid on the tip and asked him what that was. "It’s pre-cum, darling", he mumbled. "It doesn’t happen every time a man gets a hardon, only when he is really excited."

"So that means that I make you really excited, right Dad?"

"Yes, you do, sweetheart; you are gorgeous and sexy. But this is still wrong. We shouldn’t be doing this."

I ignored that. "Dad, could I touch it, please? It’s so beautiful that I just have to know what it feels like."

Again a long pause, then it seemed that he resigned himself to what was happening. He just nodded. I leaned forward even more, so I was sure that he could feel my breath on his dick. I began to touch and squeeze it gently, here and there and everywhere. God, it felt good! It was smooth and a bit soft on the outside, but very, very firm underneath. I could feel the blood pulsing through it and feel it jerk occasionally when a sexual twinge hit him. He loved it while trying to deny it.

Deciding to be just a bit bolder, I took it into my hand the way he did and began to move the hand up and down very slowly. He seemed about to stop me, but decided against it. It must have felt awfully good. Eventually I dropped all pretense and began masturbating him openly. His eyes closed, his breathing sped up, and his lower body pressed toward me. We both knew that this wasn’t going to stop until he came. And he did, just a few minutes later. It sprayed all over the place, on the floor, on my body and face, and one spurt went directly into my mouth. It surprised me a bit, but the taste was OK (a little slimy, though) so I swallowed it. When he finished, he slumped back into the chair and just looked at me, a "what have I done" look on his face. I stood up so he could see me well, cum spots and all. It was incredibly sexy.

He seemed to feel guilty and happy all at once. "That was wonderful, baby. I just can’t tell you how great that felt," he finally said. I was horny as hell, though, and began sliding a finger up and down my slit, occasionally slipping it into my pussy up to the first knuckle or taking a moment to tease my clitty. Dad watched for a little while, entranced, and began to get hard again. Finally I guess he felt that turnabout is fair play, because he asked, "Would you like me to do that for you, honey?" Well, of course I would! I took my hand away and stepped up to him again. His hand was a little hesitant as he reached to my pussy, but once he touched it I guess everything became automatic. He seemed to know even better than I did what places are the most sensitive and how to touch them.

A kitchen is an awkward place to finger a girl, though, so we moved to the living room. I lay back on the sofa and opened my legs so that my pussy was all his. He lightly touched one spot and massaged another, sliding his finger through my slit and around my pussy and avoiding my clit completely. I began to wonder if he knew what to do with it, but I shouldn’t have worried. As my breathing got faster and my pussy wetter, he finally began to flick my clit lightly, run his finger up and down it, press on it, even squeeze it a bit.

By this time I was becoming quite fragrant and he just couldn’t resist a taste. He moved his head between my legs and began to tickle my cunt with his tongue, slipping it through my slit, flicking my clit, even tongue-fucking me. Once he just plastered his whole mouth on my pussy and gobbled up the juices.

God, I was in heaven and bouncing all over the place. Finally, he slipped first one finger, then another, into my pussy and began moving them in and out, quickly, slowly, sometimes pushing far in and curling them back toward the top, while he massaged my clit with his thumb. I had no idea what he was doing, but it felt good. Eventually, though, he touched a certain spot ‘way inside, and I just about hit the ceiling. I raised straight up, arching toward him and stayed that way the longest time, screaming at the top of my lungs, in the most incredible orgasm of my life. I didn’t know anything could feel that good.

Finally I settled back and collapsed just like he had, totally spent. It took me a long time to come down and I just kept having aftershocks. "Well, I guess we found your ‘G-spot’, honey," he said. I asked him what that was. "It’s a special spot inside a woman where she is extremely sensitive, and touching it almost always triggers a massive orgasm. It’s hard to find, though, and most women and their partners never do." I was glad he did, and I tried hard to remember where it was.

Of course, after fingering me that way and smelling my girl-juices for so long, he was hard again. "Need help with that, Dad?" I asked. He nodded, and I masturbated him again, knowing much better how to do it this time. When he came, I held his dick carefully and spurted it all right into my mouth. Y’know, it’s an acquired taste and I was acquiring it. It was wonderful, and I think Dad was pleased that I did that. After a little more chat we both went upstairs and showered again. I was walking on clouds the rest of the day, and I think he was, too.

I thought that session would open the way for real sex, but it did not turn out that way. He could be convinced to offer me sexual pleasure and accept it himself, but somehow he drew the line at vaginal intercourse. For several months we pleasured each other happily, experimented quite a bit with touching and oral sex, and grew even closer together, but he could not take that final step. With no discussion we gradually adopted a "clothing optional" policy when we were alone at home, and he learned to enjoy those times when the sight of my naked body gave him a hardon. I did, too, and frequently I would take it into my mouth and treat myself to another drink of his tasty cum. He was fair, though, and just as often would lay me back and suck and finger me to another of those crashing orgasms. I could never get enough of those.

My chance came one night during an especially violent thunderstorm. The thunder and lightning were right outside the house and I really was frightened. I went to his room and knocked quietly, but went on in. "Dad, I’m scared," I whispered. "Can I sleep with you tonight? Please?"

"Sure, sweetheart, it’s OK," he said. I climbed in and lay down facing him. He had started sleeping naked after our "clothing optional" rule took effect, and I had slept that way for years. I snuggled up to him and was about to drift off to sleep when I realized that my chance had arrived. My face was close to his and I gently moved closer and kissed him lightly. He carefully didn’t respond, and after a few seconds I kissed him again, more firmly and lingering a bit. He still tried not to respond, but I felt his dick move against my leg. I waited a few seconds more and kissed him again, not hard, but very slowly with a little tongue. Now I ask you, how would any normal man respond if a naked girl presses against him and kisses him? By this time he was almost completely hard and I could hear his breathing speed up. I took a chance and gave him a thoroughly sexual kiss, crushing my mouth to his, sucking hard, forcing my tongue into his mouth. I pressed close to him, so that I could feel his hardon bumping against my pussy.

He couldn’t stop himself from responding, but finally he pulled away and gasped. "Sweetheart, we can’t do this. Please, we mustn’t." Sorry, Dad, we’ve gone too far now. I need to be fucked and you’ve gotta do the fucking. I crushed my body to his and felt his cock trying to penetrate me. I scrunched a little more and felt the head pop into me.

Omigod it felt good, even with so little penetration! I moved some more, trying to get it all the way into me, but he wouldn’t let it. "Please, honey, don’t. We mustn’t." He didn’t pull it out, though.

"Dad, I have to have you now," I gasped. "I really need it. Please don’t pull away from me. I truly need to make love with you." I moved again and made his dick slide almost all the way into me. It was heaven. It just felt so wonderful. In spite of himself he began to move against me. He couldn’t help it. "Dad, please, get on top of me and fuck me. I need you."

He was finally beyond resistance. He rolled over on top, keeping that wonderful tool in me, and began to pump. I opened my legs as far as possible and matched his strokes exactly, pushing him deeply into me on every downstroke. I was delirious. "Ogod, Dad, fuck me; fuck me hard. Ogod, it feels so wonderful. Omigod, omigod, don’t stop. It feels so good." Well, something like that. You gotta understand, I wasn’t taking notes. He leaned down and kissed me, long and hard, our tongues dueling and dancing, and it kicked my feelings up yet another notch. My body was on fire. He was still being careful, though, and when he was ready to cum he pulled out and sprayed warm white fluid all over my stomach and tits. And he came and came. I had never seen him spurt that many times.

Eventually he ran out of cum and rolled over and lay beside me, hugging me tightly and burying his head on my breast. "Shannon, sweetheart, that was so wonderful. I love you so much and I’ve wanted to do that for so long and been afraid to. I didn’t want to ruin our relationship, but I wanted it very badly. Thank you for forcing me." I still couldn’t talk. My eyes were glazed and I was still savoring the incredible feelings going through my body. To be perfectly honest, I’m not sure I had an orgasm. Maybe, but I didn’t care, because it felt so wonderful even without one. My body was at fever pitch and I wasn’t sure I’d ever come down.

Eventually, after much hugging and many kisses I did come down and we went to the bathroom, where he gently cleaned the cum off me. Then he kissed me again, a long, intensely sexual kiss that promised that we would do this again in the near future. I was ready again right then.

Well, I’m not sure what else to tell. Once the ice was broken, we continued to make love several times a week. I went on the pill, of course, so that pregnancy was not a concern, and he and I grew closer than many married couples. While I didn’t completely avoid sex on dates, it was unusual. I protected my reputation carefully (no danger of going around horny, of course). It was a good deal.

But now I am going to college, and I didn’t choose one close to home. I’ll be close enough to visit, but far enough away to be on my own. Dad wanted it that way and I did, too. We knew from the beginning that our new relationship could not be permanent, and he wants me to date and find a nice guy and marry. So do I.

Will we continue to make love when I’m home? I guess so and hope so, but it will continually be more bittersweet. The time is probably coming when I won’t be near my dad, and I’ll miss him terribly. Certainly he has taught me the difference between lovemaking and sweaty fun, and while I may sometimes choose the latter, the former is more satisfying and long-lasting. I’ll never be sorry that I seduced him.

 

Aunt, Daughter and Maid Part 3

gen_man69 on Taboo Stories

Story continues after the nephew plays twice with the maid. The story picks up from where Sams' aunty returns from church.

I was in my room, when my aunt returned. Jenny, my cousin was not with her. She knocked on my door and came in as it was not locked.

"Hey, there. How are you doing?" She sat down with a sigh on the bed. I was playing the latest version of the computer game Need For Speed on my notebook PC.

"Hi, I am doing ok," I said without taking my attention off the game. Then I heard her get up and the felt her standing just behind me.

"Seems like an interesting game," she said.

"Yeah," I said, continuing my last lap in the race. She pulled a chair right next to me and kept watching my
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prowess with the Ferrari. Somehow she being close to me made me lose my concentration and I ended up losing the race.

"Damn!!" I said, banging my fist on the table.

"Why sweety, what happened?" she asked.

"Oh, I lost the game. This needs a bit of concentration." I said.

"Oh, I am sorry. I will let you get back to the game," she said getting up. I noticed that she was upset. I got up hurriedly.

"I am sorry, aunty. Please sit down. I am finished with the game anyway." Her face brightened a little as she sat down.

"So tell me young man, what do you have on this PC besides games?"

"Well I have my school work and some movies."

"Wow, I like movies. What do you have?"

"Well I have The Matrix, Gone in 60 seconds, and ..." I hesitated feeling a little nervous.

"Well, can I see a movie?"

"What do you like?"

"Gone in 60 seconds? Is that good?"

"Yes," I said as I started up the movie player. Then before I could load the movie, I must have accidently pressed the play button and the movie I last watched came on the screen. Now the bad thing is that it was not a movie that I wanted my aunt to see because I had loads of porn on the machine and the player loaded the last porn movie I watched. It started with one guy getting a blow job by two ladies. I tried hard to close the window but I could not do it properly as I was so nervous.

I felt a hand on my shoulder. "Well I don't mind watching this movie, " my aunt said. I dared not look at her face. I could only nod.

"Tell me why you like this movie darling?"

"Well, er.. er.. well..." Words were in short supply.

I looked at my aunt. Her attention was totally on the movie. One lady in the movie was younger and the other was older. They were playing Mom and daughter while the guy was their father. Now the daughter lay on the bed while she sucked daddys cock and mommy was licking the daughter between her legs. I felt so uncomfortable as I could feel my cock rising up. I looked at my aunt and realised that her face was flushed and she was breathing faster. She had changed into a blouse and pair of shorts. The pair of shorts were fairly long and the blouse was tight across her breasts. I could see the nipples poking out of her bra and blouse. Without batting and eyelid, she took my hand and before I could say anything she placed it on her left breast and held it in place with her hand.

My breath was coming fast and my heart was doing its techno beat. I didn't know what to do. I was so scared and excited at the same time. So I did the obvious thing. I started rubbing her breast over the blouse. A soft moan escaped her lips as she continued to stare at the video. I started to squeeze her breast lightly. Then I got a bolder and squeezed it more firmly. I could see her thighs opening and  closing rythmically. I kept squeezing her breast. After a few seconds, she unbuttoned her blouse with her hands until all of the front buttons were off. Then she pulled the flap of the blouse on her left breast so that I was now in direct contact with the bra. I could feel the nipple hard under my hand. She took my hand away to remove her blouse completely and forced me to place my hand again. I got bolder and got up. I went behind her and cupped both breasts with my hands kneading them firmly. She leaned back on the chair sighing as I squeezed both breasts with my hands.

"Mmm..mmm.. oh god. This feels so good..." she said squirming in her seat.

Since the back of the chair was shorter I could lean against her back and my cock which was hard and pressing against my shorts, was resting against her back as I rubbed her breasts. I felt her opening her shorts and sliding them a bit and she started to rub her panties. I was so excited to see this.

"Please baby, come and sit next to me."

I sat down next to her and she took one of my hands and placed it on her panty after taking her shorts completely off. She spread her legs and I started to rub her panty that was drenched. She slid down the chair so that I could reach her pussy lips. The panty was so wet. To reach her pussy I had to slightly turn towards her and bend so my mouth was quite close to her breasts. She must have felt my hot breath on it since she pulled my face closer. I started to lick the bra cup avoiding the nipple. I didn't realise I was teasing her but when she started to move her nipples towards my mouth I got an idea. I avoided her nipple and that drove her crazy. She started to hold my head and pull it to her nipple. But I kept moving away. Then all of a sudden I sucked the nipple hard through the bra at the same time I moved my hand into her panties feeling the pussy directly. She screamed so loud that I am sure Namitha must have heard it. I continued to suck her nipple through the bra as my fingers started to rub her pussy.

Then I pulled the bra cup down with my teeth exposing the breast. She helped me by slipping the strap off. I started the same treatment without touching her nipples and she started to go crazy again. Then I sucked her nipple hard. She moved one of her hands down to my hand to help me find my bearings showing me how she wanted to be rubbed. I wanted to slip my finger into her pussy, but I was not sure whether I could find the right place so I kept rubbing the slit. Then I felt her hand pulling my face up. She started to kiss me hard as she urged my hand to move faster. I guessed that she was close to cumming. I rubbed even harder and she came hard screaming into my mouth. She shuddered for almost 20 seconds and to me it was like and hour. Then slowly her breathing came down to normal but she never stopped kissing me during this time. Finally she let go of my lips and I felt like someone who was underwater for 5 minutes without breathing. I was breathing so hard. She held me close, whispering that she loved me and that she was thankful for what I did.

Then I felt her hand going to my shorts and taking my cock out. She started to rub it making a fist in her hand. Then she brought her hand to her lips and spit into it and the wet hand sliding down my cock made me jump. It was an exquisite feeling. She started to jack me off slowy at first kissing me again and pumping up and down. After a while, I felt I was about to cum and I started to kiss her harder, pushing my tongue into her mouth, she responded by moving faster. Then I came so hard and my cock spurted a small amount of cum as I had exhausted most of it in the morning with Namitha.

"well, well, well, looks like you had a nice time in the morning."

I nodded, looking down at her hand still wrapped around my cock. She did the most amazing thing. she moved her hand to her mouth and started to lick the cum off her hand.

"Its been a while since I tasted some cum," she said as she smacked her lips. I was flabbergasted. Here I was sitting almost nude with my aunt licking my sperm off her hand after giving me a hand job! She then took my hand and held it to her mouth and started to suck it too ! Then when she finished, she kissed me again. I could taste my sperm and her cum in my mouth !! Though I felt a bit hesitant about tasting my own cum, I kind of enjoyed tasting my aunts cum. Then we remained seated our breathing returning to almost normal. My aunt was a mess with sweat pouring down her face and cleavage but she seemed different. Her face seemed brighter. She looked at me and then there were tears flowing down her cheeks.

"Why are you crying aunty?"

"This is the best thing that happened to me since your uncle died," she said hugging me hard.

"I am so sorry for doing this but I could not help it. I know its not a legal thing too. Please don't tell anyone OK?"

"Yes, I am glad that you are happy," I said hugging her back. Then I told her about me and Namitha. To my surprise, she nodded saying that she knew about it. She had walked in on us the other night and watched us doing it. She also told me that she played with herself while watching us.

"Well I should have a bath now," she said getting up and straightening her clothes. I pulled up my shorts and straightened the desk up. I could not believe what happened. I knew this was wrong but I was so happy that I managed to make her happy.

When I went downstairs for lunch, my aunt and Namitha were both talking. They stopped the moment I entered the kitchen. Namitha pretended to be busy setting up the table while my aunt sat down to read the paper at the table. She gave me a sly look and smiled. Then she went back to her reading. I sat down at the table. Namitha came behind me to set the plate down and she pressed her breast to the side of my face while setting the plate down. She gave me a sly wink and went about her business. I felt the blood rush to my face and dick ! I found it hard to concentrate during lunch and I finished my meal quickly and got up to go to my room.

"Sam, are you OK?" My aunt looked concerned. I nodded as I went on my way to my room. Then I had a bright idea. Thats another story !!

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Quickie Holiday Fuck

sydneyguy67 on Sex Stories

He got off the plane and gasped at the heat. He knew the north was hot but this was oppressive!
He smiled, though, at what lay in wait for him at the hotel.
The cab ride took too long and he found his mind wandering to things carnal.
A knock a the designated door and he was inside.
She lay on the bed, naked and spreadeagled. He suspected she'd started without himn, as her pu

tjns700 on Virgin Stories

I am Matt, 17 years old and was just hanging out at home by myself when I got a call from my sister, Sarah, asking for a ride home from school.  I got in the car and drove to the middle school.  I waited outside a while till she arrived at the car with two of her friends and asked if I would give them rides home.  One of them I did not recognize one but the other girl, Jesse, I knew because I went to school with her older sister.  The other girl introduced herself as Katilin.  They were going to the Katilin's house but Sarah needed to be dropped off at home first.  

I dropped off my sister and I asked if either of them wanted to sit shotgun.  Jesse said she would and moved up next to me.  Jesse was a bit she and she was short and skinny with

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blonde hair, wearing a blue tank top and shorts.  Katilin had brown hair and was about the same height with a really cute body.  She was wearing a green t shirt and a denim skirt.  I looked back and could see up her skirt and she smiled at me and tried to adjust it.  We passed a boy who apparently they knew and Jesse said, "Remember you two had that thing?"  Katilin got embarrassed and tried to change the subject.  I asked what happened and she replied, "He's just a friend."

"He says your way more than just friends," Jesse responded.

"That was only two times anyway," said Katilin.

"She's always hooking up with cute boys from school," Jesse told me.

I smiled and Katilin got embarrassed.  Jesse's tank top was a bit baggy and i could see down her shirt.  She barely had any boobs under her bra.  They both noticed me looking and Katilin said, "She'll give you a better look when we get to my house."

I pulled up in her driveway.  "Come on in," said Katilin.  "Jesse really wants you."  I smiled.  "Come on," she said.  "Just hang out a minute before you have to go."

We all went inside to hangout in her bedroom.  It was a little weird hanging out with girls that much younger than me but her parents weren't home and Katilin was really sexy and was flirting with me.  I was really aroused and Katilin noticed I had gotten a boner.  They both laughed.  

Katilin then asked me to show them my penis.  I told them no because I felt it would be wrong.  "I told you you could see Jesse if you wanted to," Katilin told me.

I responded by saying, "I want to see you Katilin."  She said fine and they both waited.  I pulled down my pants then my boxers, exposing my erect 7 in dick.  "Are you virgins?" I asked.  They said they both were.  I was a bit surprised that Katilin was based on the conversation earlier.

"What about that boy we saw?" I asked.

"I just gave him a blowjob," Katilin responded.  She stood up and took off her t shirt.  Then her bra came off, which I saw was 38a.  "What do you think?" she asked.

"Come closer," I said.  She walked over and a put my hands around her perfect round breasts.  I squeezed gently.

"Take yours off Jesse," Katilin said.  Jesse didn't.  I was sitting on her bed with my hands on her breasts and she crouched down on her knees and put me dick in her cute mouth.  She started sucking on it slowly while stroking the bottom of it. She definitely had some experience.  She went down farther on it then she took it out of her mouth and smiled at me and asked if I liked it.

She told Jesse, "Come join in.  I know you've never done this before."

"No thanks.  I won't be any good," Jesse said.

"It doesn't matter.  I'll show you how."

Katilin moved aside and Jesse, wanting to keep clothed, sat between my legs.

"Just suck on it," Katilin said.

Jesse put it in her mouth and started sucking on the tip.  She continued sucking and bobbed her head slightly.  Katilin put her hand on her head trying to get her to go farther down till Jesse started coughing and gagging.  She pulled away for a breath and smiled.  She put it back in her mouth and took Katilin's advice to use her hands as well.  Katilin told Jesse to suck on my balls and when she did, she took my dick back in her mouth and sucked on it some more.  It felt amazing.  I put my hands back on Katilin and continued to feel her up as she sucked.  They stopped sucking.  They stopped sucking eventually.

"Do you have a condom?" Katilin asked.  I didn't but wished I did.

"What for?" I asked.

"What do you think?"

"Of course."  I explained the process of pulling out and convinced Katilin to let my have sex with her.

"I'm still nervous," said Katilin.  "I'll only do it if Jesse does."

"Will it hurt?" Jesse asked.

We both replied no and she agreed.  "You first though," said Jesse.

I took off my shirt and Katilin sat on the bed with me.  I put my hand up her skirt and felt her pussy through her panties.  She smiled at me.  I pulled down her skirt and then her panites.  She had the cutest pussy.  Barely any hair growing on it.  I put my finger it and and leaned down and started licking it.  She smiled more.  I stopped licking, anxious to get started.  

She laid down on her back and I slowly inserted the head of my dick in her very tight virgin pussy, following it slowly with the whole thing.  She started to moan as I put it in.  I slowly slid it back and forth.  She was breathing heavier and I started to pick up speed.  It felt so amazing.  She was moaning louder each time I pushed in.  I slowed and asked if she wanted to be on top.  She had no idea but was enjoying herself and said yes.  I laid down on my back and she sat facing me and slowly put my dick into her.  She started slowly riding my dick and it felt so good.  I grabbed her great tight ass with both hands pulling her close and she was sweating and moaned louder and louder.  She laid down on me facing me and I felt her pussy dripping on my dick.

I still hadn't cum so I was a bit disappointed when she got off.  Jesse was still clothed but still wanted to and came over on the bed with me.  She unzipped her shorts and pulled them down.  She then pulled down her underwear.  Her pussy was so cute and had even less hair than Katilin's.  She laid down on her back and spread her legs waiting for me to fuck her.  I slid my dick in.  She was also way tighter than Katilin.  I started fucking her and she moaned some and sweated.  After the initial reaction she kept pretty quiet as I fucked her.  She then asked if she could do me on top like Katilin did.  "Of course," I said.  She climbed up facing me and slowly slid my dick in.  I could tell it hurt a little.  As we were fucking, I helped her lift her tank top off over her head and took her bra off too, and revealed her petite skinny figure.  She was almost flat but had the cutest nipples and a really cute body.  She actually rode it better than Katilin did.  She was sweating a lot and moaning, almost screaming.  

"Do you want to try doggy style?" I asked.

"What is it?" Said Jesse.

"Just bend over on the edge of the bed."

"Your not putting it in my butt are you?"

"No, just trust me."  She bent over and I slid my dick in, still surprised by how tight it was.  I grabbed her hips and started fucking.  Her ass was so cute and tight.  As I thrust she moaned louder.  She had to let go of the bed it was too hard and I was fucking her face down on her stomach on the bed.  I felt like I was about to cum but hoped she would.  I fucked harder and she gave a scream and I felt her pussy becoming extremely wet as I slid in and out of her.  I pulled out and shot my huge load all over her cute little butt and her back.  

She lay on the bed and said, "Get me a towel."  Katilin brought a towel and wiped Jesse off and she got up and got dressed.

We said goodbye and I went home to see my sister.

 

My Auntie's Best Friend

justjim on Incest Stories

I raised my hand and rang the doorbell. I wait, and then there's this odd noise and rattling coming out of the speaker. There are some muffles words too, can't make them out properly but I guess it doesn't really matter. I say "It's Jason, Aunt Maria!" but I guess that doesn't get through all the things going on at the other end. In any case, she presses the release button and if growls at the lock, Buzz! snap! in I go.

My mom had told me to drop by Aunt Maria's to collect some of her stuff and bring it home after school (I'm still in high school, but happy to have turned 15 last month) I walked this way... in a hurry, too, cos I love my auntie! (Actually, I love her looks and she's a nice person too. She had a baby girl about a year ago, but the
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father left her... He was a real horse's ass.)

I walked right in as she never locks the apartment door and she tells me to excuse the mess. "Baby Jodie's not been very well today" She had to hold her all day, so no time to tidy up. She shouldn't have told me, I would have understood.

"Don't worry, I'll help you tidy up if you want." Yeah, what a wonderful young man, wanting to help her out. I had my reasons; the last time I did that it paid off nicely, I had great fun watching her carelessly move around putting things in their proper place and at the same time jiggling all around me... I mean, she is a real nice woman, very well put together, you know?

Baby Jodie starts screaming, Aunt Maria says it's about feeding time so she sits on the sofa and puts Jodie in position and starts feeding her. She's the luckiest little kid in the world, i think as i glance at them. I've always been decent enough to give her space and not stare, so this is what I do this time as well. I look, but I don't stare. She has an awesome pair of tits, but I try not to think about that so much. I get on with the picking up and my aunt tells me how I could help her out I really wanted to...  I catch a glimpse of the beautiful semi hard nipple being caressed by the baby's mouth.  I don't find that erotic in itself. I guess I shouldn't, really, so that's not a problem. But I can't help remembering the shape and size and colour and what I believe to be the texture of those things...
"What does that stuff taste like, anyway? Do you know?" I ask.
"Of course, it's quite sweet actually. I tasted a bit myself, I was curious, but a long time ago. If you like, when she's done, I'll get a little for you to try!"
No way. She's not serious... I mean, is that OK, anyway?! For me, her nephew, to taste her milk? I'm not a baby... yeah, ok; I am kind of curious but not that much. Wait! She doesn't expect me to suck it straight from there, does she? Nooo... she said she'll "get some" for me. Would have been great, though.
"Baby's done, and there's plenty left in these tankers. So I'll just milk some out for you so you don't die of curiosity."
This is where it gets interesting. I stopped everything and watched her intently. Sure, she's got no inhibitions. Sure, she's a hot 34 year old. She has awesome big 38C's (they used to be B's, but it's nice how they've grown to an almost insufficient C cup since the baby). But more than anything, she's kneading them, milking them, for me now. FOR ME. I am just a little bit shaken by this realization. My dick begins to swell at this wonderful show. I watch mystified. The nipples turn a slightly darker shade of pink when she squeezes them, and they seem quite hard to me. I'm tingling! She tells me she's done, so raises the glass mug she used to milk herself in and looks at me, saying:
"Here, try it. You should try anything once, right?"
I am finding it hard to start moving, it's sort of uncomfortable with my semi bulging at the sipper of my pants. It would have been a lot easier to just stand there, watching her do that. For me!
I start walking, and I get back to myself. Oh my god... yes, she noticed it too. As I started to move, I felt the root cause of the tent in my trousers. She's laughing! Not a cruel laugh but a girlish giggle.
"Oh, gosh, hahaha, I'm sorry Jason, but I guess you're still not used to seeing me, are you?"
I already blushing profusely. I turn immediately and sit on a chair, facing partially away from her. She calms down, and apologizes again. She lays the baby down in the cradle next to where she's sitting I am sort of... mortified, but I gather the strength to say "I'm sorry..."
"No, you shouldn't be! Not at all, baby... it's me who should apologize, I didn't realize this has such an effect on you. I should have known, you're a real young man now..."
"No... I mean, no, it doesn't have this effect on me. Just..."
"Yeah, yeah, I know all you guys, you think you're immune and as soon as you see a naked tit you're all drooling."
Speaking of naked tits, I guess she realized she hadn't covered herself since she started laughing, because she's doing it now. Upon hearing her say that, though, I have to defend myself. "No... come on... this has never happened before, has it?..."
She stops and looks at me, a little puzzled.
"It hasn't, you're right. Or at least I haven't seen it... I'm sorry. Don't worry about it, anyway, just leave it cos it's no big deal."
"You never did that just for me, that's why!" I don't know why I said that.
Her look changed. She smiled slightly. Her whole composure changed. Something's happening to her, and I can see it clearly for several seconds... But she manages to regain her composure, and looks me straight in my face. "Here, try it, don't worry about all this, it's nothing."
I look back at her, and reach to take the mug from her hand. The white liquid inside looks just like regular milk, and there isn't that much of it. But as I reach towards her, it's like we're part of some ritual, it's in slow motion, and I wonder if only I feel it... I touch the glass container and take it from her hand. I feel butterflies in my stomach and my vision's blurring. I think I can see her closing her eyes, I don't know anything for sure anymore. I am smelling it, the white liquid, I don't know what it smells like, nothing I've ever smelt before, and I just put the cup to my lips and swallow. It's sweet! It's warm. I feel it ticking down my throat, I feel it going to my toes, but a lot of it stops where I had an erection moments before. It's burning!.
It ends. I look at her. She looks at me.
What just happened?
"What just happened?" she says, breathing a little heavily.
"I don't know... it felt really strange..." I have an unbelievable urge to ravish this woman.
She reaches out her hand to me and I go sit next to her. I am in a daze. So is she, more and more, I can see it. I want to let myself go with her, to fall into her depths or something. Don't laugh, that's what it feels like!
She has stopped looking at me. She lifts up an arm, and starts undressing. I think she's right... I do the same. I see her skin, more and more of it, it shines at me and her body seems all swollen with desire. Her nipples are hard like my penis. She's naked now, I see her sex, pink and seems swollen too, when did this happen? Glistening. I reach for it. We kiss, and she drops slowly to the floor, there's no control for either of us amd this lust takes me along. Her lips are wet, her back is so silky smooth, her breasts are swishing against my chest and it's wet, I guess some milk has come out.
We kiss like this and I reach a hand up and touch her for the first time and fondle her, and she fondles me, but not for long. I want to be inside her. I touch her, no, I grab her soaking pussy and she is wet. My fingers dlip in and come out smeared with her wetness. She opens her legs and that's it. I am inside.
I've lost it now... I feel nothing but urges, pleasures, all over me, inside me; I am vibrating like an electirc cord! I see her transfixed, breathing into my neck, her eyes closed, her body squirming, I lift up a little, without stopping my pounding. Yesit's literally pounding by now. And see her full tits swaying on each side of her chest, I put my arms underneath her and hug her tight in that position. She's squeezing me so hard, her pussy is like a hungry constrictor's mouth around me, soaking wet but doesn't feel slippery, it's so tight! It makes me WANT to pound harder, pushing in deeper is all I can think of. I think my eyes are open but in this position there's no way I can see my dick going into her but that's what I see.
She's squeezing my ass with her hands and pulling me towards her. Pulling my cock deeper into her sooping cunt. I have to make a real effort to pull back every time, she's tight around me, her pussy and arms holding me so close, but I need to thrust and drive into her! I fuck her with the whole length of my cock and every time I go in it's like the first time. So tight, so wet, so narrow that space! I want all of me in her, I mean I want my whole body to go into her somehow, it's insane but that's how I feel! She looks at me for a moment and I look at her, and we kiss, tongues mashing together, bodies flexing and vibrating. I pull out completely now, every time, and I find the opening and I penetrate her so hard, every time...
I stop. Deep inside. I push, and push, and push and I don't pull out. This is no trick, this is because I feel this way. I grab her ass and pull it up towards me, she's pulling mine towards her, it's like we're trying to merge or something! But I don't think, there is no time. Her cunt sucks at my cum filled cock like the baby sucking for her milk. I feel my balls clenching and tightening and I think I am moaning loudly... I pull out then push deep in her once, twice, four, ten times and it's all done. My Cock is like nothing i have ever felt before at it shoots my cum ddep into her waiting fuck hole.
Thoughts are flooding my head. Not so many thoughts, but my cum floods out of her, I feel it coming out, along with my limping member. It oozes from her slit and down our legs. Dare I open my eyes?
"Christ, Jason... What the hell was that?..."
I don't know. I am sooo confused!... I can't make any sense of this, though it was awesome...
"I don't know..."
"Get up, please..."
I get up, so does she, and I almost daren't look at her but of course, I do. She is flushed, and wet, all over, with her milk and lower down with my cum dripping andrunning out of her. I remember the baby! Amazing, she's asleep... oh well!
"Jason, I don't know what this was... but we must keep it our secret. That much I know. Oh Jeez... Were you a virgin before this?"
"Ermm... yes..."
"No way!... I mean, a real cock was great for a change, but my God... you're my nephew... what happened to us, Jason? Why?..."

Brady Incest:Second Chapter

gauxban on Incest Stories

   At dinner that evening they were all relaxed and
cheerful, talking about the days events. Greg commented on
how nice it was to have Marcia home from school for a couple
weeks, Jan and Peter talked about cleaning up the basement,
and Bobby and Cindy giggled alot. All in all, a typical
family dinner.

     Several hours later Jan and Peter decided to sneak off
to the basement again, for one last bang before bed. They
reached the basement stairs unseen, and started down. Just as
they reached the bottom step, Jan heard a sound. She thought
it sounded like a moan, but wasn't sure. Peter went to
investigate, taking a baseball b

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at just in case. As he got
closer to the boxes from behind which the sounds came, he
began to grin. He knew the sounds of a blow job when he heard
them. He signaled to Jan, telling her to come over, but
quietly. Together they climbed up on a couple of the boxes,
so they could look over the stack at the activity on the
other side. They saw Cindy sucking off Bobby, deep throating
him. As they watched, Bobby grabbed Cindy's head, thrust into
her mouth, and began spurting. Cindy swallowed shot after
shot, smiling and sucking at the same time.

     Before Cindy had the cock out of her mouth, Peter jumped
down beside them. Laughing, he slapped Bobby on the back,
then tousled Cindy's hair. Jan joined them, lifting Cindy to
her feet and giving her a big hug, then pulling Bobby close
and hugging him. Suddenly realizing that Jan and Peter had
come down to the basement for the same reason they had, Bobby
and Cindy relaxed. They weren't in trouble. With a big grin
on his face, Peter asked the other three if they had ever
heard of a daisy chain. They hadn't, so Peter went to a box
hidden back in a corner and took out some porn magazines, one
of which dealt with group sex. They looked at the pictures of
fucking and sucking, then at each other. Without a word, Jan
and Peter stripped, Peter's cock already hard and throbbing.
Copying the positions they had seen in the magazine, the four
formed a slightly squared circle, lying partially on their
sides.  Peter spread Cindy's pussy, licking her slit, then
probing with his tongue. Cindy sucked the head of Bobby's
cock, taking a couple of inches of shaft into her mouth. She
looked along Bobby's body to his face, which was covered by
Jan's ass and pussy. She could see his tongue licking and
thrusting, could feel the same thing being done to her own
cunt. It was a strange sensation, being eaten while watching
a pussy being eaten. She sucked harder on the cock in her
mouth. Jan had her mouth full of Peter's prick, trying to do
what she had seen Cindy do, trying to deep throat a cock. It
was difficult concentrating with Bobby tonguing her snatch,
setting her on fire. The girls came at almost the same time,
their bodies tensing, their thighs clenching around the heads
between them. Peter pulled his rod from Jan's mouth, then
stood up. He wanted Cindy wanted to feel his pole in that
tight pussy he had been eating. Bobby didn't mind, all he
could think about were Jan's big tits, and the picture they
had seen of a man fucking a pair of big boobs.

     Cindy lay on her back, legs spread wide. She watched
Peter's cock as he prepared to mount her. It was a good deal
bigger than Bobby's, both thicker and longer. Although she
was juicy, Peter oiled his cock, knowing she had only had
Bobby's. He stretched out above her, waiting for her to guide
him in. She reached for him, her hand sliding along the
shaft, rolling his balls around, then returning to the head,
which she positioned at her slit. Peter pushed in, slowly but
firmly, until his entire cock was inside her. He couldn't
believe how tight she was, how hot she was. After a moment he
began pumping, steadily and slowly, trying to make this fuck
last.

     Jan was also on her back, but Bobby was sitting astride
her stomach, squeezing her tits together, his hips pumping
frantically. Jan had her mouth open, licking the cockhead any
time it was close enough. As Peter watched, Bobby jerked,
then began shooting on Jan's tits. It was amazing how much
cum he had, considering he had already been sucked off once.
Jan rubbed the cum into her tits, then pulled one to her
mouth and began to clean it. She reached up and pulled Bobby
down, kissing him, letting him taste himself on her lips. To
her surprise, Bobby liked the taste, immediately licking her
other tit clean himself.

     Cindy's eyes were open wide, her body screaming with
lust. Peter's cock was reaching untouched spots within her,
driving her over the edge. The tightness of Cindy's cunt
pulled Peter closer, driving him toward his orgasm. They
crested at almost the same time, Peter thrusting hard, Cindy
clinging to him. Their mingled moans were loud in the quiet
basement. They clung to each other, gasping for breath from
the intensity of their mutual orgasms. Finally they
separated, momentarily spent.

     The four of them lay together, relaxing, talking about
the sex, kissing and holding each other. Being young, it
wasn't long before they were ready to go again. Surprisingly,
it was Bobby who was hard first. Jan showed him some of the
pictures in the magazines, of men mounting women from behind,
and told him she loved doing it that way. She rolled to her
stomach, then got to her hands and knees, pushing her soft,
full butt into Bobby. Moving against her, Bobby quickly
entered, sliding all the way in. Matching the slow, steady
rhythm with which Jan was pushing back against him, Bobby
began fucking. He was determined that she would cum before he
would. Peter grew hard as he watched them fuck. Seeing this,
Cindy lay her head in his lap, his cock standing up between
her chin and throat. She began nuzzling it, playing with it
with her lips and tongue. Peter sighed, reached for her pussy
and began playing with it, inserting one finger, then a
second. Cindy kissed his cockhead, then slowly began
swallowing him. It was a tight fit, but she managed it, deep
throating his now fully erect dick. Quite a talented little
girl. This talent gave Peter an idea. He extracted himself
from her mouth, grabbed a couple of boxes, and fixed a place
for Cindy to lay, on her back, head hanging off the boxes.
Some guy had face fucked Vanessa Del Rio this way in a movie
he had seen.

     Her head hanging, mouth open, throat relaxed, Cindy
waited for Peter's cock. When the head was inside her mouth
she closed her lips and began to suck, pulling him inside
even further. With her eyes open she could see his cock
slowly disappearing, and of course she could feel it in her
mouth.

     Peter continued to push slowly, unable to believe
someone as small as Cindy could truly swallow his entire
cock.

     When his balls hit her nose, Cindy knew she had done it.
She exhaled through her nose, blowing across his balls,
causing him to shudder. She could see his asshole, could see
the big muscles in his ass clench. He pulled out, then pushed
in again, a little faster than before. Cindy relaxed,
breathing in when he withdrew, exhaling on his balls and
asshole.

     Peter was ecstatic. Never in his short life had he felt
anything like this. He began thrusting faster, pumping in and
out of her face. Her hands began massaging his ass, making
small circles on his butt cheeks. Then her hands went to her
pussy, spread her lips, began slipping inside. She finger
fucked her pussy while Peter fucked her mouth. Her fingers
moved faster, her breath shortened, her body strained upward
when her orgasm hit, pushing him over the edge. He pulled out
of her, pointed his cock at her firm, tiny boobs, and
exploded shot after shot across her chest and stomach.

     As her own orgasm subsided she felt Peter pull out of
her, then felt hot cum splattering across her body. She
opened her eyes, watched as his cock finished spurting, then
pulled it back to her mouth, where she licked it clean. Jan
and Bobby had already finished, and now Jan joined Cindy,
licking Peter's shaft, then kissing Cindy, tasting the cum in
her mouth. Jan broke the kiss, began licking cum off Cindy's
chin and throat, working down to her tits. She cleaned one
nipple, then the other, taking her time.

     Realizing that the four of them had been down there
quite a while, and being pretty well satiated, they dressed
and went back upstairs. They split up, the girls going to the
upstairs bathroom to clean up, the guys using the one on the
ground floor.

     As they showered, Jan and Cindy talked. Jan mentioned
that Peter had the biggest cock she had seen, which was one
of the reasons she liked fucking him. Cindy was quiet a
moment, then admitted that Peter was the biggest she'd had
inside her, but that she had seen a larger one, Greg's. Then
she told Jan about hiding in the closet with Bobby, watching
Marcia and Greg fuck. Their shower finished, the girls went
downstairs, where they joined the others in the TV room. When
Peter went to the kitchen to make popcorn, Jan followed. She
told him what Cindy had told her about Marcia and Greg. They
agreed they would try to find a way to involve all six of
them in some hot and heavy action.

     Early the next morning, after Mom and Dad had left for
work, Greg and Marcia were having breakfast. Nobody else was
awake yet, so they had the whole ground floor to themselves.
Marcia was wearing a thin robe, and when she stepped between
Greg and the light it became obvious she wasn't wearing
anything else. She went to the refrigerator, bending slightly
to look for something. Greg came up behind her, lifted the
hem of her robe, pulled her back against him. Reaching around
her, he pulled her robe open, thrust his hands inside and
covered her tits, her nipples between two of his fingers. He
squeezed the nipples, pinching them, rubbing the tips when
they hardened.

Brian & me

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This was in 1976 I was 18 and Brian was 15, we both belonged to this organization that met on thursday nights which was a few towns over from where we lived and since he was only about a half mile from my house and seeing that he didn't drive he would ride with me. Brian was talked about by everyone in the group about how they all thought he was gay because he always acted so feminine but I didn't and sometimes told the other guys to let it alone that he was a nice guy and if he was that was up to him and not us to judge.

One meeting let out rather early around 8:00 PM, we usually didn't get done till between 9:30 and 10:00, so we started to head home. On the  way home for some reason I told Brian what the other guys were saying and asked him if he was in fact gay and th

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at if he was it wouldn't bother me he would still be my friend. After a few seconds he told me that he wasn't sure but he did think about guys a lot and would always have to hide his hard on when he was in the locker room after gym while checking out the other cocks in the room. I told hm dude I think that might make you at least bi if not gay and asked him if he ever got a hard on when seeing girls and he said not really, thats when I then said maybe gay and he laughed. He then asked me if I was gay and I told him god no that  I never thought of guys that way and that although I had never had sex before i had been out with many girls and got turned on rather often when out on a date with them.

Its was quite for a minute and he then asked me if I ever looked at other guys when I was in the gym locker room and I did admit I would compare mine with the other cocks but only out of envy since everyones cock was much larger than mine. He then said why how big is it and I told him I never measured it but it was extremely small when I compared it to all the others and that I would guess it to be only about 2 1/2 to maybe 3". He looked at me and said no way and I assured him it was true but he again said he didn't think so. I said why how big is yours and he told me it was just over 7", I told him he was full of shit since to me that seemed way to big. Now we were in my dads station wagon and he always had tools on the floor in the back behind the dirvers seat and Brian reached into the back and got out a tape measurer that was there and joked lets see I'll show you. I said yeah right but then for some reason I then said ok.

I drove to this spot that was know as a makeout place on the weekend but was dead during the week and stopped the car. Brian joked lets see yours first and I told him he was he one that said he would show me so he unzipped his pants and tok them off and I could see thru his underware he was huge for 15, he then took them off and out sprang the biggest cock I had ever seen. Brian handed me the tape and said check it out, well I had never measured one and asked him how and he told me to measure from the base of his cock on top to the tip which I did and damn if he wasn't just under 7 1/4". He then god a piece of string from the back were my dads tools were and wrapped it around his shaft to measure it around and then checked it against the tape it was 5" in girth he told me so I then checked and it was. Now it's your tun to show me how small you are he laughed so I unzipped my shorts and took then off and then took of my underware and out sprang what must have been the smallest he had seen. He said well it's not big  but it's cute and grinned, I thought he was making fun and started to put my underware back on and then he said no I really like it so I ttok them back off. He got the tape and put it to  my cock and it kind of jumped when he did which kind of threw me since I never thought I was bi or gay but had never had a guy touch it, he told me I was right and it was just short of 3", then he took the sting and wrapped it around and informed me the girth was just over 2 1/2". It was then that Brian looked up and caught me checking out his huge hard on, he grinned and asked me if I would like to get a closer look and I said yes so he moved so it was directly in front of me then he started to stroke mine up and down although it was small I was rock hard he said why don't you play with mine which I then stared to stroke his up and down.

After a few minutes Brian started to flick his tongue over my shaft and balls and told me to lean back and relax which I did then he swallow the whole thing and stared to give me my first blowjob about two minutes later I shot my load inside his mouth which he swallowed boy did this turn me on. When I was done he asked if I would do him and I told him I would try but i didn't know if I could since I still thought I was straight. I took and started to play with his cock again and after a minute or two I started to flick my tongue along his shaft and balls like he did to mine he let out a long moan then I swallow his cock at first I gagged when it hit the back of my throat and he told me to take it easy after a few seconds i could take it all in and strated to give him a blow job, I couldn't believe I was doing this, after a couple of minutes he shot this huge load in my mouth I tried to swallow it all but some dribbled down my chin it was so hot and salty but I like it. Brian said it was great and then licked the cum from my chin saying he always wanted to taste his own then he kissed me and we stared to make out our tongues flicking against each others.

We were making out for a few minutes and Brian asked if I wanted to fuck his ass which I jumped at the chance since I was a virgin and had never had it inside of anyone girl or boy. We got in the back of the station wagon he started to stroke me to get me hard again then he turned on his belly and shot his ass in the air it was then I noticed how hot his dark hole looked I stood over him and he told me to spit inside it to make it lubed I did and then slid my cock into his ass since it was rather small it went in really easy. I started to pump it in him slow and then started to just ram it in hard and he said yes fuck me so I kept it up until I shot my load inside him. He told me it was great turned around and then started to kiss me again.

After I got off of him he asked me if he could fuck my ass I told him I dind't know and he said I owed him since he let me break his cherry, after a few seconds I told him ok but to take it easy since I didn't want him to rip my ass open. We then switched positions with my ass sticking up in the air and I told him to make sure he lubed me well with his spit and then I was amazed when he stuck his tongue in my hole and lubed me that way, it was the that I noticed how hard I was getting again. He then slid his dick in to just the head it hurt a little at first but went away quickly then he slowly slid in a couple of more inches and started pushing it in and out after a few he the slid in another inch or so and did the same then he pushed it all the way in and started to fuck me. While he was fucking me my cock was twitching and jumping all over the place so I stared to jerk myself off he noticed and told me how hot it made him which made me smile he then said don't cum I want to suck it when I'm done so I backed off some so I wouldn't. About what seemed like ten minutes he shot his load in my ass it was funny bcause just as he did I had to fart he told me it was a funny but great feeling the pressure around his cock as he came.

Then he turned me over and started to go down on my cock with his mouth again about two minutes I shot another load inside his mouth it was then that he got up kissed me and let my own cum into my mouth which didn't seem quite as salty as his and if I may say so myself was rather great tasting after kissing a bit more I looked at my watch and saw it was just after 10:00 and we need to get home so we got dressed and brushed our hair to make sure we looked ok and started home.

We were at a traffic light when he turned to me and said I guess this means we are gay with a smile on his face, I said well if I still like girls I guess I'm bi and laughed he then said well he knew he was gay right then and there and that if I was only bi he would still want me and who knows with a little time he could make me as gay as him and then he kissed me since there were no cars around. He then asked me if I would like to be his boyfriend and that he knew I may still go out with girls but as far as boy on boy he wanted us to be exclusive, it was then I told him that I wanted him too so I joked and said I'll be your boyfriend and grabbed his crotch and said don't let another guy touch this and he laughed too and said don't worry I won't.

I called him the next day and found out we both got so horny after i dropped him off that we both jerked off several times before morning thinking about our night together and both agreed maybe we would cut out of our meeting ealry next week :).

Well that's it for my first time with Brian he was my first and only gay guy but we diod have many more encounters which are for a later time if this story is rated high I will let you know of the time we almost got caught.

Teaching a Slut

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Teaching a Slut

Tom came home from work to the sounds of a headboad creaking, and the rythmic moaning of his daughter, as she got fucked by the newest boyfriend of the week. Tom couldn't believe the whore his daughter had turned into, already 17 and fucking a new guy every day. He could only pray she used some type of protection, and since this had been going on for almost a year now, with no pregnancies (that he knew of) he assumed she was. He considered doing what he did every day, just leaving, and getting some drinks, coming home again in a few hours, when the new fucktoy was gone. Raising a girl on his own had been tough. Amanda's mother had died giving birth, just 2 years into their marriage. Tom was still too heartbroken to even consider looking for another women, and had b

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een too depressed to even find release for his sexual needs. His only solace was masturbation in his room, remembering the backseat of his car, where they had first made love, the hotel in hawaii for the honeymoon, and the other various places they had made love. When Amanda had become a woman, and started developing sexually, Tom didn't know how to handle it, and the situation only got worse. Amanda had no idea that her father came home and heard her getting railed every day. She was in too much bliss to notice a car pull in, and then leave a few minutes later. Tom decided that today would be different however. He couldn't avoid his problems all his life, and he didn't want anything to happen to his daughter, the last thing he and his wife had shared.

Tom set his briefcase down, took off his shoes and jacket, and walked down the hall towards his daughters room. Her moaning was become louder, and the banging of the headboard faster. Whoever had his cock inside of her was about to blow it, and Tom barged in just in time to ruin the moment. The stud, who was a very muscular guy, with a crew cut and tatoos on his bulging muscles, went pale white with shock, and stopped in mid stroke. Tom could just see his prick shrivel up inside of her. She was lying on her back, hair a mess, fingers pinching her nipples, her long, slender legs atop his shoulders. Her back was bent, and her ass slightly in the air, letting the boy get a good amount of penetration into her sweet snatch. Tom stood there, and when she noticed her man had stopped thrusting, and was looking rather scared, she turned her head, and saw her father, looking supremely pissed.

She shrieked, and the boy pulled out of her (Tom noticed his dick was at least 6 inches and it was only half erect) and scrambled for his clothes. Tom said nothing, as the now beet red boy ran out of the room, trying to put his pants on while he ran. His daughter had grabbed her bedsheets, and pulled them over herself, trying to retain some sense of modesty.

"So how long have you known him for?" He asked

"I met him at the mall on the way home from school." was the reply.

"So you just let a stranger fuck you like that? It's that easy to get in your little panties?"

Being a smartass teenager that she was, even in this situation, she said "Well, I wasn't wearing any panties, so he didn't really have to get in them."

That was the final straw for Tom however. His slut of a daughter needed to be taught a lesson. He grabbed her sheets, and tore them off of her, exposing her naked body. This was the first time he had seen his daughter in anything less than fully clothed since she was around 8. The changes were readily noticeable. She had shoulder length brown hair, the same blue eyes as her mother, the same thin, sexy lips. Her breasts had the perkiness of a typical 17 year old, and looked perfect to cup in a hand. She had a very toned stomach, and her bush was a trim triangle, leading into her love box. He didn't get a very good look at it, because she darted her hands across her breasts and pussy, still covering them up. The brief look had startled Tom though, she was the spitting image of her mother, who was only 20 when she had died. Tom felt stirrings in his loins, but they were soon overwhelmed by his anger at the slut he had raised.

He sat on the edge of the bed, and grabbed her by the wrist. Yanking hard enough to make her yelp, he pulled her across his lap, with her feet still on the bed, and her head hanging down to the ground.

"Wait wait! What are you going to do!?" She was panicking now, squirming and kicking her legs. Tom held firm, not letting her escape.

"I'm going to teach you some lessons. I should have done this a long time ago. I ask a question. You tell me the truth, I ask another. You lie, or if I even think you are lying, you are going to get spanked. Comprende?"

"No! No! You can't spank me like this! I'm a grown woman! Please no!"

"Whatever, I'm your father, and I have to take drastic measures to change your attitude. Sorry if you don't like it."

With that, he raised his hand, and brought it down hard onto her bare ass cheek. She screamed in pain, and writhed in his lap.

"What was that for!? You didn't even ask a question!"

"That was for being a smart-ass about your panties. Now for some truth."

"How long have you been having sex in this house?"

"2 months" was the reply.

Immediately his hand came down, delivering five hard strokes to her tight ass. A large red handprint remained, as a tear quietly rolled down Amanda's face.

"Bullshit! I know you've been fucking longer than that! I've come home every day and heard it. I just left and came back later. So how about you tell the truth this time?"

"11 months! I started last New Years!" This was a truthful answer.

"So when did you lose your virginity?" The next question asked. Tom wanted to know how long she had been fucking around before she decided to do it in her room.

"That night!"

His hand came down once more. He slapped harder and harder, ten times, until she was openly sobbing, her tears falling softly to the floor.

"I swear!"

Ten more, on the other cheek this time.

"When I was fourteen! With Jim, that kid down the street! I went skinny dipping and we had sex in his pool!"

Tom was startled by that, he had always seen Jim as a nice, responsible kid, not someone to take his daughter's virginity away.

"So how many people have you had sex with total!?" Tom was getting upset at how much of a whore she was.

"I don't know. I....I...I lost count." She was having trouble talking between her sobs.

"How do you lose count?"

"Because there were too many."

"And what does that make you?"

"I don't understand dad"

"What do you call a girl who fucks so many guys she can't keep track?"

"A whore."

"What else?"

"A slut."

"So say what you are."

"I'm a slut." She was sobbing more from embarrassment than pain now. "I'm a dirty whore."

"Are you done being a whore? Do you think you've learned a lesson?"

"No daddy. I can't. I tried. But I need a cock in me. I can't handle having a boyfriend, I just need random cock. All the time. It's an addiction, I've tried to quit, I can't. Please, don't hit me."

By now, her squirming, her sexy ass, everything had given Tom a boner, which was tenting his pants, and poking into Amanda's stomach. She was in too much pain and torment to notice it now, but he was sure she would eventually. He couldn't believe the thoughts he was having about his daughter. The problem was, every time he looked at her, he saw his wife, and all that emotion came rushing back into him, especially the sexual emotions. He had gone unsatisfied for 17 years, because of this bitch. He decided she would make up for it.

"Did you always use protection? That kid didn't have a condom on."

"Yes daddy. I've been on the pill for a year and half, and I usualy use a condom too. I've been safe."

"Well, at least you aren't that stupid." Tom was slightly relieved by that fact.

"Listen up. You want cock all the time, you got it. My cock. You are gonna fill all of my needs, and you are gonna love it. If you have enough energy after that to handle getting fucked by some stranger, you go right ahead. If I can't make you stop having sex, I can at least get some use out of you. You've been pretty useless to me up till now."

With this, he released her, and she hit the floor like a brick. She spun around, and was sitting on the floor, staring at her father, totally boggled by what he had just said.

"You want me to what!? I'm not fucking you! That's fucking gross!"

Tom released his pants, and they dropped to the floor. His erection popped out of his fly, and his 8 inches stared her in the face. Amanda closed her eyes, and tried to scoot away on the floor. Tom would have none of that, as he grabbed her by the head, and slammed her face into his groin. Her mouth and eyes were shut, but he was rubbing his cock all over her face. He then plugged her nose, and when she opened her mouth to gasp for air, shoved himself inside of her. Amanda looked up at him, tears streaming from her eyes, and he palmed her skull, and began to pump her face on and off his cock. "You like that!? Huh bitch!? You like sucking cock so much, how about your old mans!?" He was absolutely skull fucking the shit out of her, and she just sobbed and took it. Soon Tom bored of her mouth, and decided he wanted some of that sweet pussy. Still holding her by just the hair, he picked her up and threw her onto the bed. She landed on her stomach, and screamed in pain from her hair being pulled so badly. Tom didn't wait at all, just grabbed her ankles, spread her legs, and thrust himself inside of her. She was not very tight, but so warm and inviting. Grabbing her waist, he pulled her onto her knees, and again took hold of her hair. Fucking her doggy style, he thrust in and out like a beast. She was crying , yet every once in a while a moan would be intermingled with the sobs. Tom could feel her walls milking his cock, and he knew she was a true slut, that getting fucked was all she needed, even if she said she didn't want it. This only enraged him further, and he pulled her hair even harder, driving himself further into her slit. After about 10 minutes of solid fucking, she was too close to an orgasm to cry any more. She was moaning constanly, and began to buck her hips to the rythm of his fucking.

"That's it bitch. You love my cock don't you. You fucking love it. You little whore."

"Oh yes daddy! Give me your cock! I love it! I fucking LOVE It! Fuck your little whore daughter! Fuck me! I'm such a slut!"

Hearing those word both turned Tom on, and enraged him further. "I got a surprise for you slut!" He quickly pulled out, and, cock coated in her pussy juices, slammed home into her asshole. He figured that since she was such a whore, she would have taken it in the ass by now, but he was wrong. He felt the tightness, and her pained scream as he ripped her open. The thrust cause his dick to spasm, as thick ropes of cum shot into her virgin asshole. He collapsed on her, cock still twitching inside of her.

"Dad, that fucking hurt!" She sobbed. "Nobody ever put anything in my ass before. I don't want to do that. Please don't do it anymore. I'll suck you off and fuck you silly, but don't fuck my ass again. I think it's bleeding!"

"Fat chance of that bitch. You don't let anybody in your asshole but me, got it!? And I'm gonna fuck it every day. Better get used to it. I'll lube up a little better next time though."

With that, he pulled out of her, and noticed that the trickle of semen running from her was tinted with red. So she was bleeding huh? He got a sick satisfaction from it. He wiped himself off on her bedsheets, gathered his clothes, and went to leave. As he reached the door, he turned, and she was still lying on the bed, a finger prodding her asshole, to investigate the damage.

"Go get cleaned up, you're cooking dinner tonight. Make me a steak, medium rare. I want you in your sexiest clothes, and you better be ready for your dinner - a nice thick tube steak to suck on. Have it ready in an hour."

With that, he closed her door, and went to his own room. His life just got a little better.

Amanda realized that her dad had finally left, so she stood up, and gingerly walked to the shower. He ass was burning, and her pussy ached for another good climax. She began fingering herself under the water, and thought how lucky she just got, to have a cock at her beck and call. She knew she was a cock addict, a total whore. Smiling to herself, she thought about the yummy dinner she was about to get.

Always The Teacher's Pet

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No matter what gread I was in or what school it was I loved being the teacher's pet. Of course, when I was the teacher's pet there were all kinds of extra benifits that went with it. No matter what though I was teacher's pet every year in school and yes even in elementary school but that is a little young and we will not talk about that here even though it was great.



I was staying with Aunt M

Gagged on his cock

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For weeks before it had finally happened I had spent time in the shower secretly rubbing my chub titties and fantasizing about being molested by another man. I had never touched another cock other than my own and the idea of being treated like a girl had always made me so aroused. When masturbating I had never experienced harder orgasms than while I had my finger in my fat ass or while I sucked m

Desperate Mother

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My name is Susanne, and I’m thirty eight. I’m average height, slim, with an ample chest and what I like to think is a tight ass. All in all I like to think I am a desirable woman, I have certainly had my fair share of men over the years. The story I am about to tell you happened a year ago, when I was thirty seven. My son was sixteen. His name is John, and I have always encouraged sports and games for him because he was never a very bright one. My husband had left me when Johnny was ten, six years ago, and since then I had not had a man. I didn’t take men into the house and I didn’t go out with men because I hadn’t want to confuse Johnny. This, of course, meant I hadn’t had sex now for ten years. For a woman who had been used to regular sex, the la
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ck of it used to drive me mad. My desires became strong, oh so strong, and I could barely contain myself. I used to have wild fantasies about random men in the street - rushing home so I could touch myself. I would throw myself onto the sofa and desperately try to satisfy my needs. But there is no replacement for a man. You have understand - I was so desperate. Late one night, when I was on my way to shower before bed, I walked past my son’s room. I noticed, peeking in, that is was empty. Worried about my son I walked in, looking under the sheets and finding he hadn’t even been to bed yet. I was sure he had come home that evening, as I remembered him coming in. Immediately I began to think the worst. However, on my way out of the room, I noticed a piece of paper on the floor. When I bent down to pick it up it turned out to be an advert for a ‘rave’, with an address. I was stunned. My Johnny, sixteen year old Johnny, had gone to a rave. I carried on out of the room, through the hall, and into the living room. I sat down by the phone and dialled the number. “Hello?” “Yes, Hello, is this the number of…” I read the advert and spoke disapprovingly “X - o - Rave?” The phone went down. I continued to ring a few other numbers, mainly friends of Johnny’s, as well as the local police, looking to see if anybody had any news on his whereabouts. Nobody did. I ended up spending nearly two hours trying every number I could think of and interrogating all his friends. I was concerned, but I knew where he was and that he was there by choice, so my worries calmed a little. At least, enough for me to get back up and head to the shower. It was well gone midnight now, but I wasn’t tired. I walked through to the bathroom. I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror as I got ready to undress. In my recent frustration, I had often turned to masturbating in front of a mirror, trying to convince myself I was with another woman. It used to make me feel filthy, not least because I was pleasuring myself, but because it was such a blatant sign of desperation. I slipped my shirt over my head, revealing my black bra. Nobody had seen my breasts in so long, but I always wore nice bras and matching panties just in case. My tits swayed as they bounced out of the long sleeved shirt, and I felt a small twinge in my abdomen. I bent down, zipping my trousers open, and sliding them down my long legs. When I unclasped my bra, seeing my tits bounce but remain upright made me smile. I took pride in my body, hoping that somebody would see it again one day. When I took my panties off I made sure I didn’t look down at my pussy - I didn’t want to fuck myself, not with my son out there. I got in the shower, running the hot water down my back and across my face. The water splashed down my tits and across my ass as I reached for the soap and got up a lather. Rubbing it against my chest I spread the suds across my tits, pressing them together with my arms to make them look bigger. When I realised what I was doing I dropped them again immediately, only to have my fingers brush gently across my pussy. I gasped at the sudden touch, and shuddered at the thought of pleasuring myself. Before I could resist my own hand slid down to my pussy lips. I was rubbing myself, the suds making my hand slip and slide as I closed my eyes and bit my bottom lip with the delight of it. It felt so good to have my pussy being felt, and I began to imagine a fantasy man fucking me. I felt ashamed that even now I was so desperate I couldn’t resist my own urges for a few hours, but I was so weak to it. “Mom?” I literally jumped, my eyes spanning open and my hands snapping away in shock. My son was standing in the doorway of the bathroom, looking through the transparent doors of the shower with squinting eyes. He seemed to be trying to make me out through all the steam and the suds. “Where have you been Johnny?” I snapped, trying to cover myself with my hands. “A rave.” Johnny said, at least he was being honest. “Go through to your room I’ll come in in a minuet.” I said. My son nodded, turned and left. I felt so dirty. I looked down at my big tits, the soap dripping off my no longer erect nipples, and I felt like I was a slave to my own urges. I stepped out of the shower and grabbed a towel, spending a few minuets drying myself. “Mom?” Johnny called out, wondering where I was. “I’ll be a few minuets.” I called back, deciding I would brush my teeth and get ready for bed. I did so, sliding into a silk-laced black nightie when I was done. I put on no panties, because I never slept in panties. I walked down the hall and went to open the door to my son’s room. Looking through the gap I saw he was sitting on the bed. He’d taken off his outdoor clothes and had changed into a pair of boxers - ready for bed. “Mom, I’m sorry.” he said as I walked in. “You must tell me in future.” I said firmly. “But you are a young man and parties are natural.” “I will.” Johnny promised, and I could tell he was relieved that I wasn’t going on about it. As I stood there, preparing to say good night to my son, I looked up at a window which was opposite the door. The frame was hanging loose. “I told you to fix that ages ago.” I said, skipping onto the frame in frustration. I stretched, trying to align the wonky bar but not being tall enough. “Let me help.” My son said, and leapt up behind me. To my dread, I found his body pressed against mine. His hard abdomen was like iron against my back, and I felt his breath on the back of my neck. His arms came up behind my and started to try and help me with the bar. I bit my lip hard, trying to close my eyes and not be aroused. I hadn’t been this close to a man in so long. Despite my best efforts, I began to get turned on. I could feel my pussy begin to burn with desire as he slid against me, trying to reach up. Then I felt his soft penis, through this sorts, brush gently against the back of my pussy. I gasped. “Sorry, am I squashing you?” He asked, making to step off the windowsill. “No!” I heard myself reply, so desperate to feel that touch again but so disgusted with myself. “Ok.” He said, pushing back against me. His penis would the base of my pussy again. I licked my lips and closed my eyes, trying to resist him but so desperate for the pleasure. Then, my desires swimming through my blood, and I found myself rubbing. Ever so slightly, ever so gently, I rocked an inch by an inch against him. I tried to provoke him. I was so dirty, but It worked. I felt his cock begin to fill, and he suddenly stopped moving. He didn’t say anything, but he suddenly paused his trying to align the windowsill. “Mom, I..” “What?” I asked, pretending I had no idea what was going on. I pressed my ass against the base of his penis, and I felt it jump through his sorts. “Nothing…” he said, and continued trying to align the bar atop the windowsill. As he did, he ended up pulling one end off. The nail fell down onto the sill. “I’ll get it.” he said, not realising what was involved. He had to reach round the front, and his hand would have to brush past my tits. This was too much, I had to stop. This was wrong. This was my son, I had to control myself. Before I could say anything his hand came around. It brushed past my tits on its way to the floor, and I gasped again. This time he leapt off the windowsill. “I er, I er I” “We’ll leave it to the morning.” I said quickly, trying to gather myself. “Night.” I said, not risking going near him for a kiss. Instead I shot out of the room and flew into the lounge, plumping down on the sofa. I sat there for a while, thinking about what had just happened. I had just tried to turn on my son, I had just tried to make him hard. All to satisfy my desires. I was a filthy woman, a dirty woman, and I knew I was uncontrollable. I decided I would calm down for a while. I switched on the telly, breathing heavily and trying to get all thoughts of my son’s penis out of my mind. I watched tv for about twenty minuets, lunging from channel to channel but finding nothing. Bored, I sighed and got up, throwing the remote onto the sofa. I decided I would go to bed and try to forget the whole thing. I walked past my son’s bedroom once again, and peeped in - hoping he would either be asleep, and thus must have forgotten about it to, or that he would be awake and I could talk to him about it. What I saw, however, made my knees weak. My son was there, laid out on the bed, with his cock in his hand. Oh my, what a cock it was. Long and thick, and hard, and he was beating it. Oh how he was bashing, and the power of it made me weak with lust. “Mom…” I heard him whisper to himself. My eyes widened. He must have been fantasying about me. “Johnny I…” I burst in, acting like I hadn’t seen him bashing off. He tried to cover himself. “Mom! Ever heard of knocking?” I had hoped I would tell him off. I thought I would say something about not doing that unless he was sure I wasn’t around. But all I could do was look at his cock. My eyes did not leave that throbbing member. “Mom…” he said, noticing what I was looking at. “Shh.” I said, and I walked over to him. My desire was so strong, I couldn’t help it. It had been so long, so pussy achingly long since I had seen a nice big cock. I bent down, my face inches away from his cock. “Let me help you relax.” I swallowed, reaching out and wrapping my hand around his cock. “Mom…” he gasped, but he didn’t move as I stroked that huge member. Veins began to surface and it sprang at me as my fingers touched it. It was so warm, so throbbing, and it made me so hungry. I began to stroke him. He was looking at me, but his hips were trembling every time I slid my hand down to his nut sack. It was huge now. As big as any I had ever seen, and I knew I had gone too far. There was no turning back now. “I want to fuck you mom.” I let go of his member and stood up. Then, planting my feet either side of his waist, I pulled off my nightie and crouched down. I eased myself onto his cock. He groaned, I nearly screamed. Instead I shuddered, my tits bouncing around as I felt him slid inside me. I let him settle for a moment, terrified that he would cum and it would be over. But he didn’t, he opened his eyes and looked at me. I began to slid up and down, his cock still growing as I began to bump. My tits bounced harder, my nipples becoming so hard I thought they would crack. I tried to stay slow, I tried to keep the motion dignified - I didn’t want to buck like a whore, not like this, with my own son. “I’m going to fuck you.” He said to me, reaching out and grabbing my shoulders. I didn’t, couldn’t, fight him. He threw me onto my back. Then, placing his cock at the entrance to my pussy, he began to rub his fingers across my nipples. He stroked my huge tits, they heaved as I breathed heavily with anticipation. Then he teased me, sliding his cock either side of my entrance but not plunging in. “do you want me to fuck you?” he asked. “Please!” I gasped. I was so filthy. He plunged in with all his might, and I did scream, with delight. He pounded my pussy, ramming his iron rod in and out and making me whine like a whore. “Harder!” I begged, desperate to have him fill me up. He continued to pump me, making me slid on the bed. This time I did buck, my hips thrashing wildly to try and get the full length of his cock inside my pussy. “HARDER!” I shrieked, completely his, completely a slave to my desires. “I’m going to fuck you.” He grunted, slamming his member home again and again. I knew I could not keep this up long. My pussy began to get so hot I thought I would burn him, and I felt myself begin to tremble. “YES” I screamed, my legs snapping around his waist and holding his cock inside me for as long as I could. His power was so much, so great, that I knew I could hold myself back no longer. I began to throw myself madly, tearing his cock in and out of my pussy with all my power. Then it came to a climax. My pussy lips tightened around his cock like a vice, and I shrieked with delight as I came. My whole body exploded as I bucked on my son’s huge cock. Then he grunted, and I felt his cock pound his cum into my pussy. The throbbing lurches of its huge purple head drove me deeper into the realms of burning fantasy and desire as he fucked my brains out. When we were done we both sighed. He pulled himself out of me, and I put on my nightie. Without a word I ran out of the room and sat down in the lounge. I didn’t go back into my son that night. I sat there, disgusted with myself. But, deep in my soul, I knew I could not go without that cock for long.

My wife Barb 2

mkmike on Mind Control Stories

Barb and her son ben walked down the hall to the bedroom.i just stand there shocked thinking i need to stop this but for some reason instead of going in the house and anousing i'm home i sneak around back and peer in the bedroom window.Barb and ben was talking sitting on the bed.she romoved her shirt while ben stood in front of her he was staring at his moms tits she took his hand and put it on the left one and reached down and grabed his dick.it was still hard and ben didn't look scared anymore he was more mezmerized by his naked mother. She slide up on the bed and pulled ben on top of her. ben raised himself up on his knees and barb spread her legs for him. he put his little dick over his moms opening and puhed it in.in his face i saw pure pleasure he was enjoying it. it only took the

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youngster a few minuites and i could see he was cumming in his mom.barb wraped her legs around him tight and came at the same time he did and held him in her with her legs till he relaxed on top of her.I have to be more careful everything i tell her while hypnotised she does the control over her is total from now on i'll have to use names so she don't get the wrong guy next time.for now i need to get her to stop what she doing. i go around the house and make noise as i walk in the house. i hear ben run to his room and a few minuites later barb comes down the hall with her bath rob on.Hi honey how was work.she comes up to me and gives me a hug.are you hungry i can fix you something.no i ate before i came home.ok i'm going to take a shower i'll be out in a little bit.

She acted like nothing happened.pretended like everything was normal and turned and went into the bathroom.I needed to think what was i going to do .in one hand it turned me on watching her fuck someone else. she was always so shy and never showed her body dressed conservative long dresses if she wore a dress and shorts half way to her knees.this was all going to change.now i need to change her mind set and make where she wont fuck her own son anymore.i'm going to have fun with my wife i might even make her a slut but not with her son.i go to the bathroom and walk in. the shower was on and she was about to get in.her back was turned to me and i looked her up a down. her butt was sticking out and i sudenly remembered my plans for today was to fuck the hell out of her before ben scewed everything up.i said come in and sit. she started to turn but froze and stared straight ahead.i shut off the shower and stand and stare at her .her tits where sagging slightly but her nipples pointed upward alittle i reach over and sqeeze them making them hard.her pussy was nice and trimed. just a little patch of hair above her slit the rest was bald.i could see a little of ben cum running down her leg.i took a towel and wiped it off.i then instrucked her she would not fuck ben anymore. it was a mistake. you will feel guilty for it but never tell anyone.from now on when its just me and the boys home you will wear that see threw nighty at night around the house with no bra or panties it covers you enough and you and barely see anything thew it if the boys have friends stay over you can still wear it. you will dress more sexy from now on wear short shorts and miniskirts or what ever i tell you too from now on.you will let me fuck you any time any way i want with out asking.123 wake up.she woke up and turned to turn the shower on i grabed her around the waist and stuck my fingure up her and pulled her back sat her on the sink she didnt resist i took out my dick it was rock hard from all this control over her i slamed it between her legs her pussy was still wet from her earlier time so i slide all 7 inches in slaming her into the sink and mirror.i came alot filling her and shot some on her stomach i pulled out and had her lick me clean then i told her to take a shower.after she got out of the shower she dug out her black see through nighty and sliped it on. and we went to bed.the next morning ben went to school and shortly after that i saw are neighbor walking up to the house.he was alright for a neighbor i guess but was kinda noisy like some neighbors are.he was about 55 years old  a little over weight and bald.he came to the door wearing a tee shirt and sweat pants.Barb still just had on her black nighty i had her put a robe on over it and go tell him i was not home.in vite him in for a cup of coffee and  leave him in the kitchen. come back to me for a minuite.she went to the door and let him in he sat down at the kitchen table and she came down the hall to are room.i put her under and instrucked her to go back out and flirt a little with him let your robe fall open a little and after 5 min come back to me for a minuite.she walked down the hall as ahe did i peaked out the door.she got him a cup of coffee and sat down at the table accross from him. as she did her rob fell open. you could see her tits pointing out and he was just staring at them you could tell he was nervous but had trouble keeping his eyes off her body she stood up and went too the sink to do dishes as she did i could hear her talking to him about the weather and everything else neighbors talk about.she had her back to him and all he was doing was staring at her butt as it wiggled as she dried dishes a few times her robe rode up and you could see the bottom curve of her butt. i could see under the table his hand was tring to hide his erection.barb came down the hall to me i told her to seduce him anyway she wanted to and she left. when she got back in the kitchen she walked over to the laundry room and took off her robe and put it in the washer then turned wearing only her black nighty and came back over to the table. dave thats are nieghbors name had sweat beads on his for head. said he had work to do and better go barb walked over and stoped him and sat on his lap stradled him in one motion pulled her nighty off and stuck her tits in his face. then she reached down and freed his hard dick it was only about 6 inches but big around.she raised herself up and slowly sank it into her pussy. dave said nothiing as she started geting into rythem she kissed him full on the lips as she wigled her hips back and forth on him he came first and tried to pull out before he did she just wraped her legs around the chair and made him stay in her.he was sweating bad but barb was'nt done she got him up and took him in the bathroom  continue this storry later in part 3 hope you enjoy

MY DESTINY 1

itsonlyfun on Incest Stories

 Fact? maybe. I"m a woman, after all do we ever admit to anything! Perhaps a definite maybe, sometimes.

 This series is written after my husband let on he had already written some "LIFES SEXUAL PERKS" and wanted to post these,but not behind my back. I agreed providing he let me have a go as well. To say he was aggrieved that I had different things to tell he had no knowledge of till reading my rendering is an understatement.

 Now in our later years,it certainly stiffened Richard up far more than any Viagra type drug could.

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 I"ll start way

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back, I was the youngest of 13,when born I already had married brothers with children about my age. I was never a stick insect type like the sister next up to me. The one above that was an identikit of me but taller,well she was nearly eight years older. Back to what this is all about.

 From quite a young age I noticed how men looked and treated my sisters in a sexual manner. I didn"t immitate this and didn"t even know it was sexual,but I did copy little things,like making my dresses rise showing right up to my knickers. I also kept a sharp eye on my tits and pussy because being a large family we girls top to tailed in the same bed and being older they had tits and pussy fur at varying stages of development.

 I had also noted that my brothers depending on age took quite a bit of notice of my knicker displays especially when I let part of my slice peek out. Originally an accident but I soon made this an intended activity. When this happened some of the older ones found a need to sit me on their laps. Although this was casually done, I got to noticing there was always a hardish bump in their trousers that I seemed to land on.

 Sometimes I was bounced up and down on more than one lap and it gave me a funny feeling if the bouncing pushed my knickers into my slice. I loved this attention and came to realise boys and later men were very attracted to me even though I was quite plain in my opinion. So way before even knowing Richard,I had the makings of a cock teaser,whatever that may be in mens minds.

 Yes me and my friends did flirt at the swimming pool,but we didn"t know that was cock teasing then. I kept secrets even then,what girl/woman doesn"t? Although a certain amount of nudity was inevitable with a lot living in one moderate house,with only a tin bath facility. My mother being victorian in more than just her breeding habits managed to arrange bathing of us reasonably private. The bath was in a dimly lit alcove out of site.

 This particular day I was at home with just me and mother. The tub was made ready and I had just stripped and got in. Just into my teens I had big tits for my age and a pussy bush I was very proud of. I was all grown up because my bush was more than my older stick insect sister. So I though anyway. I wasn"t over modest if someone got a look at it either,after all I"d been trying to show it even when it was as bold as a coot.

 I heard the front door go, it was never locked anyway,it would have cost to much for all to have a key I supposed. I took no notice and heard my uncle Rupert heading down the stairs to the basement living room. As he progressed he called out to my mother his sister. Mother was a compulsive gambler of horse racing,(only small bets mind) so uncle asked if she"d done any for todays racing? "No money" came her reply,"Got any picked out" says uncle going on, "I"ll give you ten bob if you want to do them" She was off.

 "Just dapping to the bookies Jackie,I wont be long. Jackies just having a bath Rup,she"ll make a cup of tea when she"s done wont you Jack" OK ma! I had been soaping my breasts for awhile as I liked the way the suds let my hands slip so easily over them and the coldness when they became wet made my nipples stand up. These I was equally proud of like my pubes because even then they were rather larger than my peers at school and I wanted lots of babies so they"d need them. I didn"t realise they had another attraction.

 Uncles head came round the corner just as I stood up to wash my slice. "You alright there?" Yes thank you unc, do you think I"m growing? He took the opportunity to come closer saying "I"ll do your back and bum if you like but don"t tell your mother mind" "Ok,that would be good my backs hard to do" I jumped as he touched me,his hands was freezing,but I became conscious of my oreoles crinkling up very tightly as forcing my nipples even higher. "Wow your hands are freezing. "Sorry let me put them in the bath and I"ll soap you up" His rough hands were like magic,the more he rubbed the bigger my goosebumps got.

 As he done my bum his face was near my ear and his hands were trembling. "Open your legs a bit so I can get right into your bum groove,but for gods sake don"t ever tell your mum. Are you liking me doing it?" Yes its so nice and it was! I suddenly realised one of his hands was now soaping under my tits and down across my belly. He rubbed back up under my tits as I noticed his breathing becoming more laboured. Then the hand was on and over both my tits. I wanted to tell him to stop now,but it felt so nice I said only, "Do you like how big they are?"

 "God yes, they"re bigger than some womens" His hand left my tits and was on my pubes now,going even farther down I felt a finger start to go through my slice while the hand at the back started in from there. The sensation was that I wanted to pee. "Stop,You"re making me want to pee!" Go on then I"ll wash your legs after. "No stop now mum will be back" OK, was it nice? "Yes,but it made my slice go all tingly" Yes it would,thats because you"re getting older,do you always bath about this time on this day? "Usually,why?"

 Oh I thought you might let me do it again for you. "I might,it was very nice with your rough hands" While talking I noticed uncles trouser front was tented and I realised it must be like I felt in my brothers when they bounced me. "I"ll just go out to the lavatory while you get dressed" but he stayed put as I got out and wiped. When I unwittingly bent over to wipe the lower part of my legs and again when I put each leg upon a low stool to wipe my foot, I heard him make a strange noise,like he was being strangled sort of. Immediately by,"Must go to the loo now,cant wait,be back in a minute"

 I dutifully made our cups of tea just as mother reappeared. "Everything alright?" Yeah I"ve just done the tea. Uncle just sat saying nothing, but his bump was gone.

 All for now!

Colony 02

Manofzilch on Incest Stories

 

 

The van door opened. The trees all had Spanish moss that was hanging in the afternoon sun. My father looked at me and winked. “Here we are son.”

 

My  step mom ran from the car and spun around till she fell. I stepped out of the van’s sliding door too see her archin

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g back and her hands crossed to pull up her shirt. Then she laid out in the grass looking up at the sky in just her jeans and bra. “It’s so free!”

 

I walked across the grass and stood over her, displaying shadow over her sun-streaked brown hair, and big smile. “are you going to stop there mom?”

 

“Oh hahaha. Naughty.” Her back arches again, and she reaches under her back to undo her bra, and then those wonderful c cup breasts are exposed once again to the sun. I got on my knees and started kissing her chest. “Oh help me! These jeans are too tight.”

 

In the living room I was welcomed with two wonderful sights. Betty and Jessie were blowing my father on the living room couch. As I could see Sarah bucking uptops Mike’s monster slong. “Guess I should take a bath.” I said walking backwards into the room.

 

“From you Sherri. Only if you’re planning to hold on me.” Zip. My boner flings and springs off my body. I pull my shirt off. Bare chested, my pants practically fall from me. Again on my knees I am kissing my mom’s chest, my boner pushes into her hip curve. She just laughs in fun and caresses her legs.

 

“Come on boy, we gotta get registered.” My father says stand over the two of us. Jessie and Betty stand naked next to him. I grin: I can’t wait!

 

We approach the main plantation house. A woman walked out in a grand dress.

“Oh, welcome back, The McMurphy family!” We all waved to Ms. Carry.

Ms. Carry is the owner of the plantation. Her great grand father was the one who bought the surrounding property to create what he called a ‘nursing Eden.’

 

Sarah runs up with her ass swinging  in the summer breeze, “I missed you!”

 

Ms. Cany hugged her deep and remarked how much she missed Sarah.

 

“My, my, how you still grow my girl!” Ms. Cany’s hand rubs over Sarah’s tit, and cups for the full weight.

 

“Where are we staying this year granny?”

 

“In the cabin right down the trail. Hearts content.”

“Ohh really!?”

 

“Yes my dear, the one with the five queen sized beds.”

 

Here she beckoned my father into sign the paperwork. I looked at the big naked Mike who was trailing behind us looking a bit nervous. I just winked. As Sarah ran into his arms and rubbed her pelvis up against his, “we get our own bed sweetie!”

 

“I’ll race you!” I say to Betty and Jessie.

 

Those two both take off in a flash, our naked feet slapping against mossed over pavement. I was so much faster than them so I would run up and pinch at their butts as they would giggle and try to run faster. Once down the path I could see our cabin. So I sprinted ahead and opened the unlocked door, shutting the screen door in their face I remarked,

 

“You know what happens to loser’s don’t you?”

 

“No!” they both shouted, “you cheated!”

 

“Cheated with my longer legs!? Bullshit.”

 

I opened the door and walked into the second bedroom.” I get the bed by the window!”

 

“That means we get the bed by the door.”

 

“What are you going to do about it?”

 

I then tackle Jessie. And push her back against her bed. “Stop bully!”

 

I kiss her neck and pull at her chest. I pull up so the soft side of my cock rests on her slit.  I start rubbing back and forth. “I win, turn over.” 

 

Jessie submits. This must be too much for Betty who starts to rub her clit, just standing there in front of the window staring as Jessie submits.

 

Jessie’s ass points out over the bed, as her tippy toes push up so she can meet me. I spit in my palm as I rub around her asshole.

“no not there!” Jessie remarks as I lean in. The tight border line. She moans. Betty climbs on the bed. At that moment Sherri and my Dad come in. Sherri comes into the room to see me humping Jessie from behind. She sits on the bed leaning up against the headboard and pulls Betty’s arm to the bed.

 

Betty rides up between Sherri’s legs.

“will you go down on mommy?”

“Betty just nods.”,

 

Sherri giggles and laughs as Betty plays with her trimmed cunt.

 

I pick up Jessie’s legs and start pushing into her, she moans ‘i-uh uh uh.’

 

“Hey Davis, how about you come here and keep mommy company?”

 

“Alright.” I said pulling out of Jessie’s abused bumbhole.

 

I sat down next to Sherri and kissed her on the neck and cheek, progressing to move down to her tits, I suppled her nipples and caressed her tummy.

 

“Alright Betty. That’s enough.” Betty peered upbetween Sherri’s legs.

 

I remember when Sherri used to be my babysitter, when she lived next door, before she married my dad. And she used to play around with me while my baby sisters were asleep.

 

“I’m ready Davis.”

 

“Alright mom.” I said as I got between her legs and lined up.  It slid in as wonderful as all the other times.

 

I would pull out all the way till my head would rub up against her clit. Then I would slam back in. Then I would just grab on by her tits. She would just scream

 

“Oh Davis, oh son. Oh fuck me, harder- harder.”


My dick would get harder and push up against her cirvex, I would slam harder and harder into it until I pushed my hand over her face, and screamed as I pumped harder and held deep.

 

“IM CUMING MOM.”

 

I stayed inside her for a few more minutes and kiss her tits. And looked up pleasingly into her big smile. Her freckled 28 year old face. “I love you.”

 

“I know you do!”

 

“Wanna take a shower?” I said picking my self up off top her.

 

“I’ll see you in a few minutes.”

 

“If you insist.” I said unbuttoning her jeans, unzipping to flesh, she went commando this day in anticipation- her trimmed bush was substantial under her zipper. I grabbed the pantline from her ass and pulled it around her curves. And there was my mom, naked under the Spanish moss, her legs spreading as I stood over her brown bush with little blonde streaks… “are you going to hide that boner from me Davis?” she smiles up from the long grass.

Payback

sirlancelot2008 on Incest Stories

I looked down into Marie’s fearful blue eyes as I thrust my hard cock into her to the hilt. The pain showed on her face each time the head of my dick jammed against her cervix. My smile was pleasant, but my thoughts were not of her. What I saw was my lying cheating wife’s daughter getting the fuck that was meant for her. I pounded Marie making her feel the strength of my cock. I wanted to make Marie remember this fuck for the rest of her life. I would be the one who stretched her pussy beyond any she had ever had before, and doubtable will again.

            Marie was only the beginning; her younger sister Megan would be next. I intended on fucking the smart mouth youngster&r

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squo;s brains right out of her head. At the moment, grunting out my hard thrust into Marie was part one of my plan.

            My wife, Tracy had consistently lied, snuck around, and cheated on me with several different me. From what I could tell, Tracy was not having affairs; she was just being a slut. I decided to check things out for myself following her around and watching her meet with one guy and then another. At first, I thought of confronting her and breaking off our marriage, but that would have only left me lonely and heartbroken. Tracy was still giving me great blowjobs and allowing me to fuck her doggie-style. Besides, Marie had a crush on me and I had showed her many favors. I started off with a hug, a kiss, and then got her naked and fucking her as hard as I could on my wife’s side of our bed.

            I continued the marathon fuck way passed the point where the pain had taken over Marie. I kissed her hard pushing my tongue into her mouth and whispered that I loved her over and over until she began to repeat it to me. I beckoned her to promise her pussy to me. I wanted Marie to fall completely in love with me, and I could feel it from her.

            I pulled my sopping cock out of her worn tight cunt and pushed it in her mouth. I cheered her on as she cleaned the sex completely from my cock. My cock was still straining. I took Marie into the master bathroom and got in the shower with her. I continued professing my love for her and kissed her while working my cock back in her tight cunt.

            I stayed on Marie until Tracy pulled up the driveway with Megan in her mini-van. I could see the love and lust in Marie’s eyes while she stared at me whenever she could without being detected.

            As usual, Megan demanded all the attention. I wasn’t put off by Megan’s spoilness. I decided to use it. I suggested that we rent a movie. I knew that Tracy would reject that idea, and that Megan constantly got on Marie’s last nerve. I let Megan beg me, pulling on my arm before I gave in. I wanted her begging me.

            “Can I drive?” Megan said pulling on my arm as I opened the driver’s door to my SUV.

            “You’ll have to sit in my lap,” I said.

            “I know,” she replied.

            Megan had on her favorite mini-skirt that Tracy swore that she would never let Megan wear. I assumed that it went like it always did with Megan. Megan argues and gets her way with Tracy. I stopped caring about a lot of things once I felt the love leave between me and Tracy.

            I adjusted my seat and Tracy climbed in my lap. We moved around a bit until Megan’s skirt was up and her little panty covered ass what sitting on my hard cock. That was good enough for me. I controlled the gas and breaks and allowed Megan to do all the steering. I did assist a little getting the SUV into a parking spot. As I expected, Megan didn’t know what she wanted. I was patient and let her pick and choose what she wanted. A few of the movies I knew Tracy would not approve of, but I really didn’t give a fuck what Tracy liked. Megan was happy for the moment and that was good enough.

            We got back in my SUV and I told her to hold herself up while I adjusted my dick for her to sit on. I was straight with my intensions and she didn’t protest at all. I pulled her down on it and rolled it against her butt-cheeks. “That feels real good,” I said. “Do you want to go get ice cream or anything?”

            “Can we go get me a new bra?” she asked.

            I knew that she and Tracy had been fighting over a larger bra for Megan. Megan wanted an extra padded one, but Tracy had refused. “Sure, do you want to get a thong too?” I asked knowing that it would get under Tracy’s skin.

            “Yeah,” Megan accepted.

            “Keep steady on the road,” I said moving my hands down to her hips. “Your butt feels real good on my dick. You keep making my dick feel good like this and you can get two bras.” I knew that it was a bribe. The way I looked at it was that I was paying the spoil brat for that ass.

            I had Megan to park away from other people, so I could hump her butt before we went into the store. As I humped Megan moved her ass with me. I moaned letting her know that I enjoyed the feel of her bottom.

            “Ok, let’s hurry up because I’d like to feel it again on the way home,” I said and opened the door.

            Her panties were wedged between her butt-cheeks which made my cock jerk. I made up my mind to address Megan as I would an adult. I asked her if she had seen me fucking Tracy. She said that she heard us. I told her that I could show her how good it feels if she wanted me too. She responded only to the sight of the bras that she wanted. There were three padded bras of the same style but different color with matching thongs. She began begging because it was more than we had agreed too.

            “Ok, you’ll just owe me a favor, okay?” I said.

            “Ok,” she agreed blindly I knew.

            When we got back to my SUV, she held herself up and waited for me to adjust me cock before she sat down on it. I told her that I wanted to be more than her step-dad. I told her that I wanted her to be my mistress, meaning that we would be lovers when we were alone like this. She agreed, but I knew that she didn’t care about anything other than she got what she wanted.

            I grind a little harder before letting her out the SUV when we got home. I knew that she would run to Tracy and rub her noise in the garments that I had bought for her.

            As soon as I walked in Tracy cut me a mean look. “Why did you buy these things for her after I already said that she would have to wait!” Tracy barked.

            “Hey, she sat her cute butt in my lap and batted her eyes….I was I going to resist that,” I chuckled musing over how pissed off Tracy was.

            I slipped in the bathroom with Marie and tongued kissed her firmly while squeezing her soft ass, and slipped back out without being detected. My cock was throbbing. I knew that I would have to molest Megan slowly before stretching her young pussy open with my big cock. I was confident that I would be fucking Tracy before we go to bed, but I wanted to get my cock in another piece of Tracy’s offspring.

            Lisa, the oldest of Tracy’s kids had a drug problem which she hid very well from Tracy, but I saw it. I figured that all I needed to do was to catch Lisa while she was high and her pussy was mine. As my luck went, Lisa wasn’t at home.

            The more I thought about what I was doing the deeper my plans for my revenge on Tracy became. I made up my mind to get her daughter’s pregnant. I would convenience her daughters to have their babies, and I would bare the responsibility of taking care of them. Having a child is something that I really wanted to have with Tracy.

            I openly flirted with Marie and Megan in front of Tracy knowing that she would only see it as me playing with her daughters.

By the time Tracy and I went to bed, I was about to pop. I fucked Tracy hard and shouted obscene things about her wanting to be a better piece of ass than her daughters. Tracy got off on the humiliation and it fueled me to no end.

Please Mom

Bdawg304 on Incest Stories

Please Mom

By Randy Randy

 

 

My name is Sally. I live with my husband of 20 years and our son John. Everything was normal until one day when John asked me to let him see me naked.

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John a good looking although extremely shy young man. He has a lot of friends but has never had a girlfriend. From talking to the other mothers at school events it seams that John is the last of his group to be dating. Hearing them complain about the girls calling and coming over made he glad that he was less outgoing.

 

Then “it” happened. It was a Saturday and John and I were having breakfast. I had just put his plate in front of him and when I looked up he was looking down my blouse. “What are you doing John” I said. He didn’t or couldn’t answer but I kept asking questions.

 

 “Were you looking down my blouse?”

 

 “What did you think you would see?”

 

“Why would you do something like that, I’m you mother”

 

 There was still no response from John, and then I asked “Is there something you want to say to me?”

 

He looked me in the eyes and said “Can, can I see you”. “Can I see you naked?”

 

Now I was speechless. After a few seconds that seamed like minuets I gathered my thoughts and asked him what he was trying to ask. He made it crystal clear. “Mom, I want to see naked, see your body, the female body”.

 

His response made me think there was more to this then just seeing his own mother naked. We talked and he told me about his friend catching him in a lie. A few months ago. He had told his buds that he had gotten to first base with a girl he meet on vacation. Evidently when he could not answer their questions he was caught and they were teasing him about being a total virgin.

 

“How would seeing me make this situation better?”

 

“If I could talk in detail about what a woman looks like and moves when naked they would leave me alone and I’m to shy to ask any of the girls I know”.

 

As his mother I felt sorry for him but there was no way I could let him see mw naked. I needed to tell him that and let him down gentley. “John that explains a lot and you need to know that I’m not mad, but I just can not do it”.

 

“Please mom, this is a real problem for me”.

 

“No John, I can not do it, you’re my son”.

 

“Please mom!”

 

“John lets just forget this and I will try and help you in some way, OK.

 

Well every day for the next week John would ask if he could see me naked or watch me changing clothes. He also tried to look in my bathroom window when he thought I was taking a bath, His persistence was getting to me and I did think about letting see me but I could not bring myself to do it.

 

One evening as I was changing for bed I put on a negligee that was almost see through that came to about mid-thigh. Looking at my reflection my son’s request came to mind. Would seeing me in this satisfy his curiosity? My nipples and hair were noticeable but I felt covered. My husband was already asleep so I put on a robe and headed to John’s room.

 

John was in bed watching TV when I asked to come in. “John, I have an idea on how I can let you see me but not naked”. “I will let you see me in a negligee that is somewhat see through”.

 

This perked his attention. “When” was all he said”.

 

“Now, before I come to my senses about this”. I reached for the tie on my robe and with a deep breath opened it and let drop to the floor. John eyes popped wide open and jaw dropped. He was looking me over when he asked me to walk around. As I started to move about his room my breasts swayed rubbing the nipples on the material causing them to stiffen, a fact he quickly noticed.  I felt a bit like a runway model as I turned about the room for my son’s viewing. When my back was to him he asked if I would pull my negligee up so he could see my butt. Looking over my shoulder I pull the hem up to my waist exposing my bottom. “Wow, you have great ass mom and your pussy looks better that I imagianed”. Shit, I forgot that there was a full length mirror on the wall next to the door and he a clear view. I dropped the hem and told him he got to see more that I was planning and proceeded to leave.

 

“Mom, can I have a hug before you go?”

 

I turned back to my son as he pulled the covers off and stood up. Now it was my turn to have my eyes pop out of my head. He did not have his normal sleeping shorts on and was naked from the waist down. My eyes were drawn to his dick and what a dick it was. It was at least 8 inches long and still not erect as it was hanging down his leg. I was frozen like a deer in the headlight of an oncoming car and stood there as he approached me. He embraced me and I could feel his dick throbbing as he became fully aroused. I moved slightly to try and break contact with his growing erection but it only made it worse. As I moved my legs parted and his manhood slipped right between my legs. It felt like I had a baseball bat between my parted legs.

 

I was becoming more aroused and I knew that I must leave before things got more out of hand. With all the will I could muster I asked John to let go so I could leave and return to my room and his father. John let go but did not move. Backing away from him I could feel the head of his dick as it slid from my ass to my pussy even parting the lip a bit. When it broke its contact with me it sprang up catching the hem of my negligee. Backing away further I pulled my negligee free. I could not stop myself from looking down and there before me was the largest dick I had ever seen. Now full erect my son’s dick was at least 10 inches long and as thick as my wrist. As I stared John put his hand on my shoulders and applied genital pressure as he said “take a closer look”.

 

Dropping to my knees before my son I knew I was in trouble. As I looked at his massive pole he stepped forward and brought his dick in contact with my face. Gripping it at the base John rubbed his dick all over my face. On the third pass over my lips I opened my mouth and took him in. Now I’m not a fan of giving head but knowing that this was my son made it more erotic and I wanted it in my mouth. I could fit only half of his dick into my mouth but John seem to like it. Then without warning John let loose with a huge load that I drank down.

 

My son lifted me to my feet and took my hand leading me to his bead. He lay down and pulled me on top of him. I reached between my legs and guided him to the opening he came from. I had my first orgasm as my son entered me. Never had dick like this in me! My son’s manhood was reaching places that were never touched before. John started to fuck me hard, forcing more of his dick into me with each powerful thrust.  His hard fucking forced his dick into my cervix and I was finally able to take the last of him in, all 10 inches. As we fucked for more than an hour I had multiple orgasms. The best his father could do was 30 minuets and that was a rare event.

 

            John was nearing his own climax and rolled us over to be on top. His fucking was almost violent as he got close to cuming. I could feel his dick swell even more and then he let loose. I could feel the white hot cum filling me to overflowing.

 

He fell on top of m and we held each other for a long time before I realized that needed to get back to my room before his father woke up and might come looking for me. John rolled off and his limp dick exited my well fucked hole. As I reached the door he spoke his first words in an hour. “Mom, can I see you naked?” The whole time my negligee never came off.  I pulled it off and posed for my son.

 

“You look better that I ever imainaged mom, thanks.”

 

I smiled and headed for my room.

 

As I lay in bed I thought about what happened and how it would affect our lives, but I knew it was going to happen again and soon.

Just Trying to Please

jessicablank on Sissy Stories

Just Trying to Please
-- by jessicablank

Brad carefully brushed the mascara up... up... up his eyelashes, struggling not to squint at his own reflection in the mirror. The eye shadow was a perfect shade of plumb, the brows exactingly tweezed and arched. And the eyes that stared back into his were so feminine and beautiful, he could scarcely believe they were HIS. Brad fluttered his eyelids, watching the long, dark lashes in the mirror seem to wave, like tiny birds' wings. He was actually getting aroused, staring into this woman's eyes... even though they were his own!

He'd only been dating Andrea for a month now. But during the past week, he seemed to need to be with her every night. Instead of their usual dates, going out to dinner in the lake shore village, or seeing a m
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ovie and then sitting in a coffee bar, talking late into the evening, he'd simply been going over to her apartment.

Brad opened the cap of the lipstick, and opened his mouth into a gentle "O" before stroking the deep vermillion over his lips. From the top center, always from the center, left then right. Then across the bottom lip. He pressed a tissue against his lips, leaving a pretty red kiss. Then gave a kiss and a wink into the mirror, and smiled.

"Honey, are you ready?" Andrea's voice called from the kitchen, where she was making dinner.

"Almost," Brad replied. "Just a minute!"

Was it THIS week that Andrea had started dressing Brad in her clothes, and her make-up? First it had just been a pair of her jeans, which fit surprisingly well. Then it was a girl-style t-shirt. And then lacy panties. It was hard to remember. Everything felt so good! Brad took a moment to take a brush and touch up the few strands of shoulder-length blonde hair that had gone astray. Then he stepped back and slid his hands down on both sides, from his ribcage to his hips, smoothing the tight, little white dress and admiring himself in the mirror. Are polka dots back in fashion, he wondered. The tiny colored dots were green, purple and blue, each no bigger than a pin head. Too tiny for polka dots, but Brad didn't know what to call them. And thinking about them made his eyelids feel SO heavy. He wanted to just close his eyes and drift, thinking about the tiny colored dots, like thousands of tiny stars in the sky. Relaxing and soothing.

"Come to dinner, Brad!"

Brad's eyes popped open. The bathroom counter top seemed so far away. Maybe it was the high heels. Everything seemed far away, now that he was four inches taller.

"Coming, Andrea!" Brad replied, as he started walking out into the hallway.

"Ohhh, not YET, I think!" said Andrea.

Brad suddenly felt hot. Flushed. Embarassed. He was a little afraid to walk into the kitchen. But the smell of Andrea's Italian cooking was so delicious! The clicking sound of his heels on the tiled floor surprised him.

"Awwwww, don't you look DARLING?" Andrea cried. She held out her hands, and Brad walked toward her. Click, click, click. He thought she was going to give him a big hug -- but instead, she took his hands in hers and stared into his eyes. "Aren't you the PRETTIEST girl!" She leaned forward and kissed the air. And Brad leaned forward, doing the same. He wanted her to hold him, and merge his mouth with hers. But their lips never touched. "We don't want to spoil our make-up, now, do we?" she said.

Brad straightened up and smiled. "Of course not!" It was hard to do ANYTHING but what pleased Andrea. He just wanted to please, that was all. Just wanted to please.

Brad was feeling so relaxed again. Was it the wine? Oh, but they hadn't HAD any wine. They hadn't even sat down to dinner yet. Brad felt like he was floating in a fog, as Andrea pulled him by one hand across the kitchen. "You go ahead and take the salad bowl in to the table, while I get the main course. Hurry up, now."

"Yes, Andrea." The big glass bowl felt cool to Brad's hands. And heavy. Wearing the high heels, he found he needed to cradle the bowl between his arms and lean back to carry it. He felt even more awkward and embarrassed again, forced to take tiny steps as he walked into the dining room. He set the bowl down, carefully, just as Andrea set down the platter with the chicken marsala.

Then she stepped back, and pulled a chair away from the table. "Sit down," she said. Brad began to pull the other chair out. "No," Andrea stopped him. "I mean sit HERE. Like a lady."

Brad's feeling of being in a fog grew stronger. His heart was pounding, and his face felt so hot, he was sure all the make-up was going to melt!

"B-but, Andrea," he began...

"WHAT were you going to say...?" Andrea prompted him. She was smiling so sweetly, obviously proud of his transformation.

"Anything to please you, Andrea," Brad replied. The words came so automatically from his lips.

Andrea's cheeks dimpled in an even bigger smile, and she shrugged her shoulders. Lifting one hand, she crooked a finger telling him to come on, and then pointed to the chair.

Brad's high heels whispered on the carpet as he walked to the chair, stared into Andrea's green eyes and then turned toward the table. Smoothly, he sat down, knees pressed together in the tight little skirt. His hands just naturally fell together, into a folded position on top of his thighs. He could feel the panty hose rubbing, as one knee slide against the other, and was trying not to let it arouse him even more.

"Good girl," Andrea said, gently patting Brad's shoulders. "Scoot forward." Brad leaned forward a little bit, lifting his weight off the chair as Andrea pushed it toward the table.

His cock was throbbing. Hot, like it was on fire.

Andrea poured him a glass of straw-colored wine, and then went to sit at the other side of the table. She poured some for herself, then set down the bottle and lifted the glass in a little salute, staring into Brad's eyes. "Tonight!"

"Tonight?" Brad lifted his glass. He wasn't sure what Andrea meant. His entire body seemed to throb with his cock. Heartbeat. After heartbeat.

"Yes, tonight." Andrea grinned wickedly, and her green eyes flashed. They each took a sip of the wine. Brad found himself thinking of the Mona Lisa's smile, and her hidden, inner secrets. "Aren't you going to serve yourself some chicken?"

Chicken? Brad's face flushed hot again. Because he couldn't think for a moment, what Andrea meant. Then suddenly his eyes fell on the serving dish in front of him. Oh yes. Dinner. Again, feeling like his movements were being controlled by someone else, he slid the serving fork under a piece of chicken, balancing it with his own dinner fork, and set it on his plate. Perfectly ladylike.

"Take a little extra sauce, Darling," Andrea said. "I made it special for you!"

"Thank you," Brad replied. He reached over to the serving spoon, dipping it into the sauce and mushrooms. Tonight. What was happening tonight? Had he forgotten?

He and Andrea exchanged the serving plate for the salad bowl, and he added a small portion of salad to his plate.

"Dainty," Andrea said.

Brad picked up his fork and knife, and cut a tiny piece off the chicken. Just as he lifted his fork to his lips, he realized Andrea was sliding her foot up his nylon-covered leg. She stared into his eyes and whispered, "Such a pretty girl."

"Anything to please you, Andrea." The words seemed to utter themselves. Brad sat with the fork, just an inch away from his mouth. His cock was pulsing. Andrea's bare toes felt so good, wiggling between his ankles, sliding up his calves.

"Ladylike," Andrea reminded him. "Don't separate your knees."

Brad was breathing heavily, staring at Andrea's face. He was licking his lips, chewing the lower one. Andrea's bare foot wiggled between his knees, stroking the nylon-covered skin. Sliding in and out.

"Pretty girl," Andrea whispered.

"Anything to please you, Andrea." Brad was in a warm fog again. He just wanted to spread his legs wide, and let Andrea's foot slide up between his thighs and rub his crotch. Slide up and down. Get him closer and closer to the release he couldn't remember having for a while. The tiny, white dress seemed to squeeze him everywhere but the ONE place he wanted to be squeezed.

"Aren't you hungry, Darling?"

Brad realized he was still holding the fork up near his mouth.

"Take a bite."

Brad slipped the tiny piece of meat into his mouth. When he slipped the fork back out, there were tiny streaks of red lipstick on the tines.

"Dainty..." Andrea repeated. "Ladylike..."

Brad tried to chew as daintily as he could. The piece was so small.

"Swallow."

Brad swallowed without a thought. He was squirming in his chair, feeling Andrea's toes wiggling between his knees. Trying to hold them together. Trying to be a lady.

"Is it good?" Andrea asked.

Brad wasn't sure if she was talking about the dinner or her toes caressing his legs. Either way, the answer was the same. "Yes, Andrea."

"Take another bite," she said. "Daintily."

Brad cut another piece of chicken, and felt Andrea's foot slide up between his legs, under the edge of the tiny, white skirt.

"After dinner, honey," Andrea began, "after dinner... would you like to listen to music, and cuddle?"

Brad was chewing, and he felt a powerful need to answer Andrea, right away. But her green eyes suddenly became stern. He finished chewing the tiny morsel, and swallowed, then replied, "Yes, Andrea, VERY much!"

Why was his cock so hot? Why did he get so excited about what Andrea called her "special music"? The thought of cuddling made him start rocking in his chair. And he had to SQUEEZE to keep his knees together. "Ladylike." He could hear the powerful, feminine voice in his head.

But it wasn't Andrea's voice.

"Take a bite of salad, honey," she said.

Brad felt so hungry, and so horny, he just wanted to gobble the salad. He moved his fork quickly, almost as if to stab the pile on his plate.

"Daintily," Andrea said. "One... tiny... bite!"

Brad felt frozen, his fork just an inch away from his plate. Panting, he struggled to force his eyes to stay open as he replied, "Anything to please you, Andrea." He speared a spinach leaf, rolling his fork between his fingers, folding the leaf into a bite-sized little package... then lifted the fork to his lips, slid the leaf into his mouth and began chewing.

"Good girl," said Andrea. "Is your tummy getting full?"

Suddenly, Brad realized he wasn't hungry any more. "Yes, Andrea. Everything is SO wonderful! But I'm feeling stuffed!"

"Then let's go sit by the fireplace," she replied. "Just you and me... and my special music." She stood up and walked around the table, reaching out to help Brad stand up.

"Please, Andrea... are you sure?" Brad's face felt hot again. He could barely get the words out of his mouth. "Maybe you could let me get into my regular clothes. I don't know if I'm the kind of MAN that can please you!"

"If I wanted a MAN to please me," she smiled, "I wouldn't be dressing you up as my pretty girl!"

"Anything to please you, Andrea," Brad replied. It felt so much better when he didn't try to say anything else. His outburst had made him feel dizzy. All he wanted to do was sit down with Andrea, hold her gently and let her "special music" wash over him. He followed her across the room, careful not to stumble in the high heels.

"Sit down, sweetie." Andrea held Brad's hand to help him balance. "Knees together. You're a GOOD girl tonight." Brad felt disappointed, somehow. But he couldn't quite put his finger on the why of it. Andrea leaned forward, and gazed into Brad's eyes. He wanted to look down into her soft, ample cleavage. But that wouldn't be ladylike. And it was so hard to look away from her eyes. "If you STAY a good girl till I tell you," she whispered intimately, "I'll let you be a BAD girl tonight."

Brad's face felt hot once again... and his cock began pushing against the crotch of the tight pantyhose. "Yes, Andrea."

"Now wait a moment, while I start up the mp3." Andrea picked up the remote control and sat down on Brad's right, then hit a few buttons and set it down, just as the soft trill of harp strings began, and sweet, sad violin music began to fill the room. She relaxed against Brad, wrapping one arm around his shoulders, the other caressing his folded hands. She rested her head on his shoulder and began nuzzling the hollow of his neck.

The music always made Brad feel so relaxed and sleepy. Even with sexy Andrea wrapped around him, breathing slowly... sometimes giving his neck little kisses. The music didn't have any singing. Just instruments. But it seemed to be whispering to him. Telling him to go to sleep. Telling him to go deeper asleep. Good girls go to sleep. Good girls want to do ANYTHING to please. Anything to please Mistress. And go to sleep. Dropping deeper and deeper into the soft, sleepy music.

Brad fell deeper and deeper asleep, listening to the quiet, restful music. Because he wanted to do ANYTHING to please Andrea. The music seemed to want him to answer out loud. "Anything to please you, Andrea," he muttered. And Brad listened to the soft, quiet words, about how good it felt to be dressed up as a girl. How arousing it feels to wear hose, and make-up, and pretty dresses. And to be a perfect lady when Andrea tells him. Wasn't that right, honey? "Yes, Andrea," Brad replied. The music told him to go to sleep. Deeper and deeper. In a moment, the music was going to stop, and he was to listen to just the words. In a moment, Andrea was going to get up, and let him listen to the words. Because they were SPECIAL words, just for him. He wanted to listen to those special words, didn't he? "Yes." That's right, he wanted to listen.

And in that moment, Andrea got up from the couch, stood up and stretched. She looked down at Brad. Such a pretty girl! And tonight was the night. This was the new recording, that would make Brad hers forever. She walked quietly out of the living room to her bedroom and closed the door. Then she picked up her phone and dialed a number.

"Hello, Andrea," came the reply.

"Hello, MzDominica! Tonight is the night!"

"That's right, babi. Tonight is the night. Sinker. Go to sleep, Andrea."

Andrea suddenly found herself dropping deep into a hypnotic trance. "Yes, Mistress."

"Tonight is the night," MzDominica repeated. "Sleep. Deeper and deeper. Go to sleep, Andrea. Go to sleep."

Andrea lay back on the bed, her head sinking into the pillow, her arm with the phone resting on the soft satin pillowcase.

"Deep asleep, Andrea. Now tell Mistress. Did you get Brad to dress up like I said?"

"Yes Mistress," Andrea replied. Her voice sounded hollow and far away to her own ears. Only MzDominica's voice seemed awake and vibrant.

"Did he try to resist?"

"Yes," Andrea said, "but he kept saying that phrase."

"What phrase, Andrea?"

"Anything to please you, MzDominica."

Andrea felt even sleepier. She could hear MzDominica chuckling at the other end of the line. "_I_ know what he said. He has to SAY that now, whenever he tries to stop what's happening. And it triggers him into a light trance so he CAN'T resist. Are YOU trying to resist, Andrea?"

"It just seems so... CONTROLLING, Mistress," Andrea was finding it hard to concentrate.

"That's what we have to DO, for you to get what you WANT," MzDominica replied. "You want him as a GIRL, don't you? You want him feminized!"

"Yes, Mistress," said Andrea. "He's so much NICER this way. I LIKE men... but I like them to be like GIRLS!"

"CUM, Andrea!" MzDominica commanded. "Cum, right now!"

Andrea felt the tingles of pleasure start, all over her body. Her skin felt electrified, and the waves of orgasm suddenly began spread out.

"Yes," MzDominica continued, "you've been listening to YOUR training, too. Haven't you, Andrea?"

"Yes, I --"

"CUM! You don't get a choice. You cum on My command. Instantly. Every time, Andrea!"

From her head, from her torso. Curling her toes. Rolling her eyes up in her head. Andrea felt so good. Her jaw dropped open, because she could feel a hot wave of pleasure washing over the back of her neck.

"You KEEP cumming. You don't get to stop."

It was too much! Andrea wanted to stop it, slow it down, ride with it. But the waves crashed over her, like fire and ice mixed together, and forced their way inside her body and back out again, inside her mind which could only think how good it felt, making her cry out and clench her teeth and hiss and moan with pleasure, while her stomach knotted up in the sheer bliss of another wave...

"Stop cumming, Andrea. You only get what I give you."

"I only get what you give me," Andrea replied. Instantly. Automatically. The memory of orgasm haunted her like it had happened yesterday, instead of only seconds ago. Andrea gasped for air. She wanted more. She wanted to cum again.

"Listen to Me, Andrea."

"Yes, Mistress."

"Tonight is the night," MzDominica repeated.

Andrea felt like she'd arrived at the top of a cliff. It was time to jump off, and fly through the air like in a hang glider... or crawl back down. Time to be completely honest with herself and with Mistress.

"Brad is listening to an mp3 that will make him move in with you," said MzDominica. "Are you ready for that?"

"Oooooh yes, Mistress!" Even lying down, Andrea was almost bouncing on the bed.

"You're not going to call him Brad anymore, babi. He will only answer to the name Honey. Honey, do you understand?"

"Yes Mistress," Andrea replied.

"But he still thinks he's a man, do you understand?"

"Yes, Mistress," Andrea said.

"So I'm going to ask you one more time. Tonight is the night. You must be HONEST with Mistress."

"Yes, Mistress."

"Do you want to take this next step? Are you sure you want him to think he's a girl?"

"Yes, Mistress. I'm sure."

"That's the answer I wanted to hear, Andrea. Not 'anything to please you,' but your REAL answer."

"Thank you, Mistress."

"Yes, you'd BETTER thank me... with a nice big gift, little slave girl! Now, the next mp3 I'm going to have you download is going to make the change. You will play that for him TOMORROW night. NOT tonight, do you understand?"

"Yes, Mistress. Anything to please you, MzDominica." Andrea felt so sleepy again. She wanted to please MzDominica so much!

MzDominica was laughing again. "Yes, I KNOW you're impatient. But he's listening to important triggers tonight, and I want them to settle in."

"Yes, Mistress." Andrea was sure MzDominica could see her pouting, even through the phone.

"That mp3 is going to finish in about 5 minutes, so you'd better get back in the living room, girl."

"Yes, Mistress. Thank you sooooo much!"

"Cuddle up to him nice and TIGHT, Andrea. You're going to LIKE what happens."

"Yes, Mistress. Thank you! Good night!"

"Good night, slave!"

Andrea heard her phone indicate that the connection had ended. She set it down and got out of bed, still quivering from the tingle of her orgasm a few minutes ago. Opening the door, she quietly stepped into the living room and heard MzDominica's voice on the sound system, Brad's voice moaning answers to her. No... Honey's voice. She would have to remember!

Andrea eased herself down into the corner of the couch, and wrapped both her arms around his shoulders, holding him tight and squeezing her thigh against his. He seemed hot. And he was pumping his hips, like he was thrusting his cock into the air. That was the right way for Honey to be, the music said. Aroused and SO eager to please! Ready to be together ALL the time. Honey and Andrea, ALL the time. Tonight was the night. Tonight was the night. Time for good girls to be BAD girls, together. Time to spread those legs, and feel the tingle of pleasure beginning. Spread those legs. Honey and Andrea both spread their legs wide, lying back on the couch, arms around each other's shoulders and listening to the music. Tonight was the night. Time to feel the hot waves of orgasm beginning to ripple outward, BOTH Honey and Andrea, CUM. BOTH Honey and Andrea, CUM. Over and over again, together forever, pretty girls together. ANYTHING to please! ANYTHING. CUM. Orgasm after orgasm. Until the music stopped. Until the music stopped.

Honey and Andrea fell asleep on the couch. Two pretty girls, side by side. Their legs spread wide and their sexes dripping. And their heads filled with MzDominica's hypnotic words. Echoing in their minds, all night long. Programming their minds all night long.

Honey was going to enjoy becoming a girl for Andrea. So much!

Honey would do ANYTHING to please her!

And Andrea was going to cherish her pretty girl, forever!

Cherish! The perfect word for her pretty, girly husband-to-be.

Honey just didn't know it yet. But she would find out soon!

~ The End ~

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