So anyway, at about eleven o’clock, Callum, Liam, and Josh went up to the loft to bed. That left me, Ollie, my dad and Ali. I thought it might be nice if we left my dad and Ali alone for a bit, so I asked Ollie if he wanted to go upstairs and listen to some music. I wanted to make an effort to get to know him, for my dad.

Before I get carried away, I should describe Ollie. He is 16 too, about 5ft 8”, blonde hair, blue eyes. He’s a bit of a rocker, and was wearing a tight t-shirt with a band on it that showed his muscles, and a pair of no-ass jeans so big that you could see his boxers!

So anyway, we climbed the two flights of stairs to get to the loft, the only room, apart from the ground floor, that was accessible. When we got to the top, I realised that if we played music, or something similar, we would wake my brothers.

‘hmmm...bummer,’ I whispered!

‘yea.’ he whispered back. ‘so, what are we gonna do?’

‘I don’t know about you, but I’m gonna go to bed,’ I said, quietly.

I turned around and walked back down the stairs to the first floor. Ollie was behind me. The bathroom was at the other end of the landing, a short sprint away. We both glanced at each other. I began to run, but he rugby tackled me to the ground and started tickling me. Now I have to admit, I am the most ticklish person on the planet, so I was wriggling around and screaming at the top of my voice! It took me a while to get my senses back, but once I did, I realised that Ollie wasn’t just tickling my stomach; his soft hands were skimming over my breasts and going as low as my thighs. Once he realised that I had stopped laughing, he looked up at my face. I gave him a fake ‘what the hell do you think your doing’ look, and he immediately let go of me. I grinned, and legged it to the bathroom laughing out loud, as he chased me down the landing. I got there first and jumped around to slam the door in his face, but he stuck his foot between the door and its frame so it wouldn’t shut, then shoulder barged it open, then closed it and locked us both in.

‘Ollie, what do you think you’re doing?! I need to get changed!’ I yelled at him.

‘Its alright, I’ll turn around,’ he said back, turning around.

I took my top off, revealing a black lace bra before realising that the little git could see my reflection through the mirror that hung on the wall! ’right,’ I thought. ‘That is it!’ I bent down and slipped off my jeans, revealing a matching pair of black lace French knickers. I heard him gasp. My hands snaked behind my back and unclipped my bra, letting it fall to the floor. My tits bounced, my nipples immediately hardening due to the night air. I traced my fingers over them, then down to my abs, then hooked my thumbs under the elastic of my knickers and pulled them down. I heard Ollie gasp again and caught his gaze through the mirror. I smiled, seductively and watched him turn around, in awe of my naked body. I rocked my hips as I walked towards him. I saw his bulge through his jeans. A few feet away from him, he reached out to touch me. I stopped, bent down and picked up a pair of hot pants and a strap top from my bag on the floor, put them on, reached up and kissed his cheek before stalking out of the door and up the stairs to bed. Half way up the stairs, I felt Ollie grab my hand. I turned around.

‘Yes?’ I smiled sweetly.

‘I just wanted to say that…ummm...your beautiful,’ he whispered, hoarsely.

‘yea, I know,’ I said, before walking up the stairs again. He pulled me back..

No, really. You are really beautiful.’ I stopped. For some reason, I thought he was joking. Now I knew he wasn’t. And I knew for definite when he leaned in to kiss me.

He shoved me up against the wall and planted his lips onto mine. I kissed him back and let his hands roam over my body. I felt his tongue sneak an entrance to my mouth and dance with mine. We collapsed up the stairs, still attached by our mouths, and found our way to the mattresses that had been lain down for us. He fell onto them, and I jumped onto him, pulling him close, shoving our mouths together. He was making me so hot I didn’t even care he was my step-brother. I broke the kiss to rip off my top. Again, he looked in awe at my tits. I lowered a nipple to his mouth and moaned softly as he kissed, licked, sucked, and nibbled on it. I gave him the other one whilst massaging the first. It felt so fucking good! I could never give myself pleasure so intense. I climbed on top of him, and I could feel his hard dick rub my slit through his jeans and my hot pants. I sighed, before looking up at him and grinned seductively. I slid to in between his legs and my hands began to fiddle with his belt and zip. I tucked his jeans off him and slid down his boxers revealing the most gorgeous dick I have ever seen. It was about 8inches long, quite thick, and rock solid. I moaned loudly, before realising that shit! My brothers were asleep on the other side of the room. To be honest, that just turned me on even more. Ollie didn’t seem to mind as I lowered my lips to his cock. I showered his tool with kisses and then sucked its head like a lollypop, letting my hand massage his balls. He managed to stifle a moan, as I relaxed my throat and let him enter. I felt my nose being tickled by his pubic hair and then used my tongue and throat muscles to stimulate him. My hands fondled his balls, until I felt them tighten.

‘I’m gonna cum!’ Ollie whispered hoarsely, his head tilted back breathing heavily. He tried to pull out of my mouth but I held him there. I ticked his head with my tongue, as I felt jets of hot salty cum hit the back of my throat. I swallowed it all, before moving my head away and licking my lips.

‘mmmm,’ I whispered. ‘just gorgeous!’

‘oh my god! I can’t believe you just did that!’ he whispered, looking over at my brothers who were still sleeping. I laughed, sleepily. Id suddenly become really tired.

‘now its time for me to return the favour,’ he said.

‘mmmm, but not now. We’ve got all of tomorrow and I’m tired.’ I replied.

‘alright. Well, thank you!’

‘its alright.’

As I drifted off to sleep, I felt strangely contented and happy, curled up on Ollie’s mattress. I could tell he wasn’t tired, but I liked the way he was looking at me so I didn’t tell me to stop. He played with my hair and showered my neck with kisses as I fell asleep…

Part two coming soon.

Everyone commented on my figure, even my stepfather Mike. He was always groping me, and tickling me.

When I was younger, it was fun, but now it was making me feel somewhat funny inside, I found I like the pressing of his hands in certain places.

One of the extra earners I could make on the paper round was collecting the money, we lived in a village it was better for the shop to have the money collected.

 

During the Saturday mornings, I would first deliver the papers. Where quite a few customers left the money at the door for me to pick up, and when I had finished the round, I would go backwards around the same delivery route and pick up the money from the ones who had not left their money out.

One Saturday, I had finished collecting the money, I took it to Mrs brooks shop, and paid it in.

You still, have not got Hollybush Cottages money yet Val? Mrs Brooks remarked.

Mr Price is always out walking his dog, so I don’t see him every collecting day. I replied.

Well he is four weeks late, if he does not pay next week, I will stop his papers, Mrs Brooks said a little angry.

I left the shop with my pay and was walking back home, Hollybush was at the top of the cul-de-sac, and it was beginning to rain.

I thought, perhaps I would call at Hollybush, to see if Mr Price was back, and collect the money.

I ran up the lane of the cul-de-sac, the rain got a lot heavier.

I ran up the path and rang the bell; I heard the dog bark, after a little while I was going to leave as there was no answer.

I turned to go, and the door opened, a very wet blonde-headed man peered around the door.

Can I help you he asked a little out of breath? I have come for the paper money, I replied.

Gosh, you are getting wet, he said back to me.

Please come in and wait, while I go and get it for you.

He opened the door wider for me to enter, and I could see he had a towel wrapped around his waist.

Sorry, he pointed to his towel I was in the shower, wait a moment, until I put something more decent on.

With that, he scampered up the stairs; his body was not at all bad. I thought, he looked much tanned and he had muscles in all the right places.

What am I thinking I said to myself, he came down the stairs this time he had put on a long white towelling robe.

As he walked passed me, he smelled of fresh soap an eu-de-colgne. He came back with a ten pound note, he handed it to me, as he did it flittered to the floor.

We both bent down together, his robe opened and I could see his manhood, right before my eyes.

He sort of, grabbed his robe and tried to pull it together, as he did he fell backwards, and the robe flew wide open.

I tried to grab him to stop him falling over, and I toppled on top of him.

We both said sorry, at the same time.

Then together, we both burst out laughing, his manhood was semi erect, and he was pointing at my chest.

As I looked down, I saw that my blouse had burst open and my right boob was visible.

I never wear a bra, and now I was wishing I did.

He stood over me, his member swinging in front of my face, he offered me his hand to pull me up from the floor, but my hand reached out to fondle his erect throbbing cock.

He stood stock still, as I wrapped my fingers around the massive girth of his now bursting erection.

He gulped in air; I could feel the blood spurting inside his massive cock.

I began to jerk my hand up and down the turgidly thick shaft, he shrugged his robe off standing before me stark naked.

His lips curled over his teeth suck my cock, he growled.

I could not believe, that I was going to put this monster in my mouth.

I nibbled the tip of his cock, and then licked the bulging purple top. It tasted salty, but it was nice.

My body reacted, I could feel my sex was beginning to get wet, my nipples ached and grew like stalks.

He placed his hands on my head, pushing my head down onto his shaft. His monster cock was inside my mouth, its head at the back of my throat.

I gagged, and then I automatically clamped my mouth around his cock and sucked it.

The solid muscle in my mouth rippled, and grew as I sucked it. He groaned aloud, I felt his hand under my arms, as he lifted me up in front of him.

He closed his mouth over mine, and our tongues joined in a tangle of juices.

I felt his hands pull my blouse away; he held my breasts tweaking the nipples.

My legs buckled a little, as his hands tugged my skirt down, along with my panties.

We fell to the floor; in a tangle, he opened my legs wide. I saw his massive cock, as he took it in his hand and guided it into my wet inviting sex.

My body began to buck and gyrate immediately, as he sank his cock inside me. His balls slapped my thighs, as he pulled out, then he rammed back into my wet and throbbing pouch.

We seemed to go on forever; my mind was alive with flashes of light and sensations I had never had before.

Suddenly, like a bolt of lighting, my juices poured out of my pouch, and my body was racked with the most sensational convulsions, that I had ever experienced.

Through the mists of this feast of sheer enjoyment, I heard him groaning and shaking, then I felt his seed burst deep into my body.

This seemed like a catalyst, as the first orgasm ever to explode inside my body.

It went on forever, and I did not want it to stop.

Coming out of a surprisingly long relaxed sleep, which felt like days, in fact was only a few minutes.

I knew that I had experienced my first orgasm, more importantly; I had given a man an orgasm at the same time.

We were both a little awkward at first, and then we could not stop talking about how we came to be fucking on the floor.

 

 

Authors Note:

You can be assured; that there will be another episode soon, let me know your feedback and comments, on how you view the story so far?      

Dave was not stupid. He got decent grades in all his classes without studying too hard. He particularly excelled at English. Writing stories was what he did best. He looked out of the window, wondering when the bell would ring. His eyes were drooping when his gaze fell on a lovely brunette sitting one desk to his left, one row in front of him.

Lovely was not the word Dave would use to describe her. Divine was more like it. Long brown hair that cascaded to her lower back, elegant eyebrows, deep hazel eyes, round lips that were currently adorned with pink lip-gloss, a soulful voice and a melodious laugh. Her body was heavenly, with a near-perfect chest (neither too small nor overly big), a slim hourglass figure, a nice and round backside and a pair of legs that seemed to go on forever. Those curves of hers had kept him wide-awake at night when he fantasized about her.

Now I remember why I’m in this God- forsaken class. He remembered sitting through Newman’s dull classes, staring at her, without any dirty thoughts, just staring at her. He was so mesmerized by the sight that he almost didn’t hear the bell. Almost. He quickly gathered his things and shoved them in his bag. Yes! Lunch, here I come. Beware the D-man! He made his way to the door and got out, relishing the sensation of freedom. He was heading for the cafeteria when he heard his name.

He turned around and found himself face-to-face with his dream girl. A blonde girl was standing besides her, eyeing him distastefully.

“Gwen, what’s up? Love your hair,” Dave said.

“Thanks. Love your … uh… shirt?” the brunette replied.

Dave laughed. Gwen Mitchels and him had been friends for nearly eight months now. They had met in Rodriguez’s English class. She was having difficulties writing her own stories and had needed a tutor. Since Dave was usually toping the class, Rodriguez had asked him to help her out. They had quickly become friends.

“The shirt sucks. Thanks for trying.”

“The shirt’s not the only thing that sucks,” the blonde muttered.

“Nice meeting you too, Sarah.”

“Meeting you is never nice,” Sarah Green replied acidly.

“So charming, as always. You should switch to decaf.”

Gwen had remained silent throughout the whole exchange. She had since long grown used to their constant snipping. “Enough, you two. Hey Dave, I’m having problems with that theme Rodriguez gave us. You think I could show up at your house for some prompting?”

“You mean you’ll show up with popcorn and chips and soda and watch me write your thing?”

“Exactly.” This was their private joke.

“Okay, be there at five. I’ll be a little busy.”

“Busy doing what? Chasing that old hag of a neighbor you have?” Sarah said, interrupting them as she used to.

“No, I’ll be with your mom in bed.”

Sarah’s nostrils flared and she looked like she would lash out. Dave was ready to rumble, tired of the insufferable little twat. Gwen stepped between them, breaking the moment’s mood.

“Guys, lighten up.”

Sarah and Dave still openly glared at each other but slowly looked away.

“I’ll be going. I have to eat,” Dave said as he retreated from the battlefield.

Gwen was looking at Sarah. Dave was walking briskly but was still able to hear their conversation, despite the noise around him.

“You’re not nice to him,” Gwen said.

“There’s something about him that rubs me the wrong way,” Sarah replied defensively.

“He looks cute today. He should change his clothes more often.”

“He looks shitty, just like the other days. You should forget about him. You sound like you have a crush on him,” Sarah said disapprovingly.

“Maybe I do but…”

Dave was too far way to hear the rest but his heart skipped a beat. Gwen thinks I’m cute. Oh man, that’s GREAT. He was feeling euphoric when he sat down to eat his sandwiches. He felt for the first time since meeting her that he had the chance to ask her out. Gwen was drop-dead gorgeous but she didn’t have a boyfriend. She was very shy around boys she didn’t know and often wore baggy clothes that hid her well-proportioned seventeen-year-old body. Many guys thought she was fat or something like that, but Dave knew better. He had seen her in a few tight fitting outfits before. Once, she came to school wearing a pink and green miniskirt, a short-sleeved (and small) red shirt that gave a generous view of her cleavage and assorted bangles and shoes. His heart had gone pitter-patter when he had seen her, red blood cells racing throughout his body and to one particular spot between his legs. She was currently sporting blue baggy jeans, a loose white tee and sneakers. Not the kind of attire that would attract a lot of attention.

Five o’clock couldn’t come soon enough. Dave dressed appropriately in a pair of old jeans, a loose tee and slippers. He was feeling giddy and was overflowing with energy. There was finger food on the table in the living room and a few books scattered here and there. He heard a curt knock on the door and hastily went to open it. His eyes bulged out of their sockets.

Gwen was wearing a small white shirt that was almost transparent, a pair of tight green jeans, a small denim jacket and black Nikes. She wasn’t wearing any artifices like bangles or necklaces; she didn’t need to. The sun was behind her and gave her brown hair a golden aura. Dave was so stunned by her beauty that he was staring at her with his mouth hanging down and had an instant hard-on.

Fortunately, Gwen was looking the other way while he was drooling over her body. He adopted a detached attitude and stepped back, letting her in. Gwen gave him a small smile and went directly to the living room. He ran his hands through his neck length hair and took a deep breath. He walked to the room and settled on the sofa, next to Gwen.

They started to work, meticulously ploughing through the books in front of them, occasionally making small talk. After twenty minutes, Gwen started complaining about the temperature, telling him that she was feeling hot and needed a break. She took off her jacket and stretched. Dave tried hard not to stare. He could discern her breasts -round and creamy- through the shirt she wore. She wasn’t wearing a bra. Yep, it sure is hot in here , he thought. She got up and went in the kitchen to get some water.

“Say, were are your parents?”

“They’re at a party at my dad’s workplace. They’ll be back at ten or something like that.” Thank God for that.

They continued working for another half-hour before they took a break. Gwen leaned back and closed her eyes. Dave took advantage of the generous view of her chest. They ate quietly, enjoying the food when Gwen spoke.

“Do you have a girl friend?”

Dave was surprised but didn’t show it. He just looked at her. She turned to him.

“Do you?” she repeated.

“No. I’m working on it.”

“I’ve seen you hang out with Cassie Sheafer,” she said. He heard a trace of jealousy in her voice. Could this be happening? Was Gwen coming on to him?

“She’s just a friend.”

“Like me?” she asked.

Dave felt nervous. What did she mean? “No one’s like you,” he replied truthfully.

“That’s so sweet.” She looked at him, blushing slightly.

“I mean no one’s as stupid as you,” he said, smiling.

Gwen started to hit him. “ You’re the most aggravating guy I ever met!” she said angrily. Dave laughed and grabbed her hands. Their eyes made contact. They stared at each other for a long time before Dave spoke.

“Can I kiss you?”

In response, Gwen leaned towards him and pressed her luscious lips against his. He let go of her hands and cupped her face with his right hand while his left hand pulled her closer. Her arms wrapped around him, pulling him even closer. She kissed him with a hunger, a passion that seemed almost unnatural. Dave had kissed his share of girls but it had never felt so … right. So passionate and good. Gwen had never seemed so delicate, so tantalizing.

After a dozen eternities, they pulled back. Dave was trying to catch his breath. “I had a crush on you ever since I saw you in that hag’s class,” she whispered as she nibbled on his ear. She brushed his cheek with her lips. “I had a crush on you before I met you,” Dave replied. Gwen looked at him. Just looked at him. She leaned towards him again and grabbed him.

Their second kiss was even more intense than the first one. She threw herself over him, sitting on his lap, straddling him. She was holding his face in her hands while his were roaming to her lower back. She hungrily sucked on his lips, clearly not wanting to let go of him. His hands slid under her small shirt, lifting the rim up to her armpits, exposing those twin mounds of creamy flesh beneath the material. He could feel them pressing against his chest. Gwen shoved her tongue down his throat. He was taken aback but quickly recovered. He replied with equal intensity, eliciting a moan from Gwen. It was so good he never wanted to let her go. She released his face, still kissing him, and took his hands in hers. She lowered them to her belly and finally placed them above his head. He felt her pull back and reluctantly let go.

Gwen stood up, took his hands and led him to his bedroom. She closed the door, locked it and pulled the curtains. Dave had a pretty good idea what she wanted to do but didn’t want to press her or do something stupid. She turned to him and kissed him again. Not for long though, just a quick peck on the lips. She tasted like strawberry. She dropped on the bed and patted the sheets next to her. Dave took the hint and sat down beside her.

“This is a bit of a surprise for me,” Gwen said shyly.

“It’s a surprise for me too.”

“When did you say your folks would be back?” she asked coyly, knowing the answer fully well. She began to fiddle with her shirt’s buttons.

Dave could barely speak. He mumbled a few incoherent words then cleared his throat. “Around ten” was all he could muster. Gwen leaned towards him, drawing his mouth close. He could feel her breath on his lips. “That’s long enough,” she whispered.

She kissed him. His mind went blank, just like when he ate his mom’s homemade apple pie. So lost in the kiss was he that he didn’t feel her fingers on his shirt, slowly lifting it up. He opened his eyes and saw Gwen’s mischievous smile. She took his tee off and dropped it on the floor then turned back to him. He could see her eyes flicker across his well-built body (despite the small fat deposit).

“Nice,” she said.

“I work out sometimes,” he replied in an off-hand manner and a shrug.

She put her hands on his torso and pressed them against it. She kissed him again and licked his lips. “Lie down,” she ordered. He obediently lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling. He heard something unzip and felt his jeans being taken off his hairy legs. He was impatiently waiting for what was going to happen. His hard-on was tenting his boxers. He felt a fingernail caress the tip through the fabric and slide to the elastic band that kept it confined. The boxers were taken off with a quick jerk.

He raised his head and looked at her. She was hesitating, her mouth not far from his dick’s head. “I’ve never done this before. I don’t know what to do,” she said, with no slight amount of blushing.

“Do whatever you want,” Dave said, still not wanting to rush. He had waited for so long for this to happen that he wasn’t going to ruin the moment by doing a mistake. He put his head back on the pillow and closed his eyes. He didn’t see Gwen smile at his confidence in her almost non-existent skills.

He felt her hot breath on his cock and seconds later, her lips. She kissed the tip and put the head past her lips. At first Dave didn’t feel anything until her tongue started running over the head, sending sparks to his brain. He had never experienced something so good before. Her mouth started moving up and down in a rhythmic movement, slowly but surely engulfing the whole of his manhood, drawing out a long moan from his lips. He was just a modest and average six inches long but his length allowed her to take it all in her hot mouth. She continued bobbing up and down along his hard shaft, picking up speed. He was in heaven, feeling like a thousand fingernails were caressing his every nerve, sending bolts of pleasure soaring directly to his brain.

Gwen started to use her hands more often than her mouth and tongue. He was surprised that he hadn’t cummed yet. It seemed that she was becoming more experienced with each passing second. He felt his seed start to boil in his testicles. He put his hands on Gwen’s head and tried to force her off his dick. She didn’t seem to want to let go but he couldn’t afford to cum now. He gently lifted her face up and looked her in the eye.

“Not now.” Gwen looked disappointed but relaxed and leaned back, resting on her palms. “Lie down and close your eyes. It’s my turn now.” Gwen did so with a small smile on her beautiful lips.

Dave leaned on her, kissing her neck, cheek, ear, hair, collarbone, kissing just about everything he could. He inhaled her hair’s scent: cinnamon. His hands slowly crept to her shirt’s buttons. He undid them with excruciating slowness, keeping the fabric over her soft breasts, covering those magnificent mammary glands. He undid them all and unzipped her jeans before looking at her face. She was still smiling blissfully, waiting for what was coming.

He slowly parted the cotton shirt and gazed lovingly at the twin mounds of flesh on her chest. He tried to take her shirt off but chose against it; she looked much prettier with than without it. He only let the white material fall to her sides. He leaned towards them, blowing on them softly, watching Goosebumps form on the flesh. He took the right breast in his mouth, marvelling at its warmth. He gently sucked and licked it, occasionally scraping it with his teeth, eliciting long moans from Gwen. He was careful not to touch the left breast. He continued the gentle treatment then became more forceful, sucking on it harder, using his teeth more often, almost brutalizing it. Suddenly he pulled back and clamped his mouth over the left breast.

He nibbled on the nipple and watched it go erect. He started the same treatment he had used before. Slow, gentle and careful, then fast, hard and brutal. Gwen seemed to be enjoying it, judging by the number of moans coming from her. His skills were also growing by the minute. He slowly took his mouth off the no-longer-soft flesh beneath him and started massaging Gwen’s chest. His hands methodically rubbed and squeezed her breasts, sometimes twitching the nipples. Gwen started shuddering and he pulled back, watching her face contort with what he thought was pleasure. He hadn’t even started.

When the shuddering recessed, his hands inched towards her jeans. He took them off as gently as he could and set them on the floor. Gwen was wearing pink panties, fastened at both ends with small knots. He untied them and took them. The scent of her sweet nectar almost overwhelmed him. He pressed his face against her pussy, enjoying the scent. He saw a small tuft of brown hair and playfully tugged on it then got to business.

He licked the small bit of skin protruding out and sucked on it for a while. He then parted her lips slightly with his fingers and plunged his tongue inside her. He lapped at her pussy for some time, taking all his time. His used his fingers to rub her clit, up and down, then in small circles, all the while using his tongue. He felt Gwen’s hands press his head to her opening, urging him on. He doubled his licking speed and made wider and wider circles with his fingers. He felt her stiffen then suddenly his face was flooded with sweet smelling nectar. Gwen was arching her back like a cat, holding his head between her legs.

Dave lapped as much liquid as he could before withdrawing, trying to catch his breath. He looked at Gwen, a smile on his boyish face. Her face was red and she was panting like a dog. “Come here, you,” she said, pulling him close and kissing him full on the lips. Her tongue moved around in his mouth, tasting her own juice. Dave realized they were both almost as naked as the day they were born. They were both wearing white socks and Gwen still had her white shirt on. It turned him on to see her almost nude in that small thing.

They kissed for some time, hands roaming over each other’s body. Gwen lied down on the bed in a suggestive pose, a naughty glint in her eyes. He was oh-so-tempted but managed to hold back. “I’m not doing anything without protection,” he said, with a resolute expression. Gwen pouted a bit, making her lower lip jut out in a petulant manner. She reached for her pants and withdrew five condoms from her back pocket. She threw them to Dave.

“Just in case.”

“You carried those things every time you came to meet me or was it just this once?”

“Just this once.”

Dave tore open one of the packages and slipped the thin rubber over his raging erection.   He placed the other four condoms on his bed table and slid to Gwen. She kissed him and positioned him over her, missionary style. He put his head over the slit, playfully rubbing the tip against her clit. He finally slid the head inside her, stopping when he encountered her hymen.

“This is gonna hurt like a bitch from what I hear.”

Gwen looked at him with those big, round eyes and bit her lower lip, resolved to accept the pain. She nodded once, gripping his shoulder tightly. Dave locked his gaze with hers and pushed.

She muffled a scream and bit her lip more forcefully. He felt her hands clutch his shoulders more fiercely. She shivered then laid still, silent tears running down her cheeks. He kissed her, hoping to take away some of her pain.   He remained motionless, giving her time to recover and adjust to the invader. Her tears recessed and she wiped them from her eyes. She kissed him and nodded once more.

Dave did not have much experience. In fact, he had none. He decided to move in and out of her slowly, to avoid more injury. He used his hips to thrust more vigorously. Gwen started moaning. He kept his pace, trying his best to please her and keep from cumming too soon. He kept experimenting, finding new ways to pleasure her. She put her legs around his hips, accompanying him in his thrusts. They moaned in harmony, bodies locked in a passionate embrace. The missionary position was basic but most enjoyable for a first roll in the hay.

He finally reached his peak, thrusting faster and harder. Gwen was also quickly getting ready to climax. She moaned louder, gyrated her hips to get more pleasure. He felt his cum rush to the tip of his penis, erupting out and splashing against the rubber material. He pressed himself against Gwen’s body, feeling her shudder uncontrollably, feeling her pussy become hotter until she finally exploded with a loud moan, sending her juice running out of her opening and against the meat inside her. They were both sweaty, bodies still hot, skin burning with desire for each other. Dave glanced at the digital clock on the bed table: Six twenty-seven. He rolled off Gwen and took off the condom, throwing it in a litter basket. They lay next to each other, trying to catch their breath, still under the effect of their first time together.

He stroked her breasts, sensing how hard they were. She kissed him long and deep, as if rewarding him for this wonderful experience. They still had plenty of time; Gwen had phoned home earlier to tell her parents she would be staying till late.

“How was it?” he asked, sliding his right hand to her belly.

“Great,” she replied, taking his hand in hers. She squeezed it and kissed the tip of his fingers.

“I think I need to rest.”

She pouted. “Who’ll take care of me?”

“The delivery guy.”

She smacked him on his head, stopping his laughter abruptly. Then she turned her back to him and curled into a ball. “I’m not talking to you anymore,” she said in a girlish voice.

Dave grabbed a towel and dried himself then slid back into bed. His right hand settled on her exposed hip and squeezed the soft flesh beneath. His hand moved to her belly, going up, to her beautiful breasts, caressing them with the tip of his fingers, making his lover shiver again.

She batted his hand away and curled more tightly, trying to deny him access to her twins. Well, if she wanted to play…. He caressed the soles of her feet, making her giggle. He moved up, along her leg until he reached her thighs. He paused for effect and moved to her hip. He snuggled closer to her, wrapping his right arm around her waist, leaving his hand on her belly. His cock was pressing between her cheeks, ready for any further action.

He heard her breathing accelerate. The proximity of his body was turning her on, he could tell. His hand creeped to her flower, covering it with his palm. He slowly separated his fingers, using each one to rub her clit. He rubbed and squeezed softly, gradually picking up speed. He slipped one finger inside her, exploring her. She moaned and closed her legs, trying vainly to stop him. He inserted another finger. He pumped them in and out, slowly at first then fast then he stopped altogether. He slid a third finger and rubbed the walls, moving his fingers faster. Gwen was panting now, pushed over the edge by the three fingers working inside her. She uttered a log, drawn-out moan as she had her third orgasm of the night.

Love juice drenched his fingers, running down her legs. Dave licked them, tasting her intimate secretion and scooped some in his wet fingers and brought them to Gwen’s open mouth. She grabbed his hand and sucked it dry before moving it to her hole again. Dave playfully pinched her clit.

“Still won’t talk to me?”

“All right, I give up. I want you. Now,” she said, turning to him and kissing him, passing her tongue over his. He tasted the juice still in her mouth. He broke the kiss and kissed her collarbone. “Roll onto your stomach.” She executed herself and waited. ‘Now, lift your ass in the air. Use your arms and legs for support. Good girl,” he added when she had finished.

He moved behind her and slipped on another condom. He rubbed the head of his cock against her pussy, teasing her. He finally slipped in when she said “Do it already!” He pushed himself in until his balls touched her bum then moved his right hand to her clit and started rubbing it as he moved in and out at an oh-so-slow pace. His left hand found its way to her asshole. He rubbed the skin around her anal entry in circles, occasionally touching the opening itself.

  Gwen was silently bucking her hips, accompanying him in his motion. He was not “hung like a fucking horse, nearly twelve inches long” and his dick wasn’t “as big as a soda can, with bulging veins along its shaft” but there was something else between him and Gwen, the passion of the moment, that made them feel so goddamn great.

He began to thrust faster, making her moan louder. His finger circled her clit with more pressure, his other hand slipping to the entrance of her ass. He quickly shoved his finger inside and heard Gwen cry out. It was quickly replaced with deep moans and ragged breathing. He worked his finger inside her, pressing it against the walls.

He could feel his cock move through the delicate skin as he thrust still faster. He knew he wouldn’t cum too quickly. His finger was now up to his knuckles inside her. He moved it around, feeling her anal walls. Gwen moaned louder. He slowed his pace and played with her. His fingers were working her up, making her mad with desire. He stopped moving and only used his fingers. She bucked her hips, still wanting more. Dave slid a second finger inside her ass, trying not to hurt her in the process. He didn’t want to go into her ass, at least not right now.

His two fingers were furiously moving in and out of her. He applied more pressure on her clit and slipped two fingers inside her. He felt his cock and her walls, rubbing them gently. She was still moving her hips, compensating for his slowness. He continued his game until she spoke.

“Do me or else I’ll scream bloody murder! The cops will come and ruin our good time!” she threatened. She started ranting about jail and her parents when Dave suddenly removed all his fingers and started to thrust forcefully, again in control. Gwen’s voice was cut abruptly as she was penetrated once again. She bucked more fiercely, moaned louder and started to shake her head. Dave was nearing his climax. Sensing this, Gwen doubled her efforts. The combined motion made the bed rattle and move back and forth.

Dave couldn’t take it anymore. He let out a loud grunt as his seed emptied inside the condom. Gwen was louder, not quite screaming her delight but making noise nonetheless. It wasn’t one of those “earth-shattering screams” he had read about on the net. She didn’t “make noise that woke the whole block” or “make the windows rattle with the force of her voice”. You couldn’t hear anything outside but anyone in the living room would be getting a live show.

They remained in the doggie position, Dave kissing her neck and back, gently rubbing and squeezing her clit while Gwen hung her head and tried to catch her breath. He finally slid out and slumped on his back. Gwen took the condom off and proceeded to clean his dick. Her mouth felt great. He threw the used rubber in the bin, cleaned his fingers with the towel and glanced at the clock: ten past seven. His dick was shrinking when Gwen backed off.

She rolled on him and kissed him. He ran his hands through her silky hair, once again marvelling at his luck. They kissed long and deep. He inhaled her scent and caressed her soft alabaster skin. He rubbed her breasts, making her moan. They played with each other for another half hour or so when Dave started to get hard again. Gwen grinned and slipped a condom on him.

He smiled and threw her on the bed. He climbed on her and was inside her in one thrust. This was no longer lovemaking but plain fucking. He moved with renewed vitality, thrusting harder and faster than ever. The bed squeaked and rattled. Gwen laughed and racked his back with her long fingernails, wrapping her legs tightly around him as he pounded her relentlessly. The pain turned him on even more. Gwen was either laughing or moaning or doing a combination of both. He was able to hold himself for a relatively long time, this being his third fuck of the night.

He was shoving himself in and out of her for nearly twenty minutes when he felt his balls tighten. Gwen had thrown her head back and arched her back with ecstasy. Her mouth was open and ragged moans came out, as if she couldn’t keep up with him. He thrust one last time and grunted loudly as the remnant of his cum rushed outside and hit the sheath. Gwen squealed with delight as she had yet another orgasm.

Totally spent, Dave rolled off her and ripped off the condom. It hit the bin with a wet splat. They lay side-by-side and panted wildly, sweat drenching them and the bed. He looked between her legs and saw for the first time the blood on the sheet. Concern filled his eyes and he looked at his lover. She laid a finger on his lips, shushing him. She kissed him again and got up.

“I’m going to clean myself. Where’s the bathroom?”

“Second door to right of the stairs.”

She smiled mischievously. “Can you show me? I might need a hand to wash my back.”

Dave was up in an instant, grabbing her hand and practically running to the shower. They washed themselves and Gwen tried to suck his cock back to life but failed. They dried themselves, dressed and went downstairs. They worked on their homework for an hour or so then settled back into the couch. They kissed and snuggled closer, wrapping their arms around each other. Gwen slid her right leg onto his left thigh, trapping him against her, not an altogether unpleasant experience. They remained locked in this position, lips never far from each other until eight o’clock.

Dave was hungrily sucking on the skin at the base of her neck while she closed her eyes and laid a hand on his head, keeping him there. He stopped and looked at her.

“It’s late. Your parents must be worried.”

“My parents are always worried.”

He stroked her auburn her hair lovingly and kissed her. “I don’t want you getting in trouble.” He sat up, forcing her to sit straight. Their clothes were all rumpled but she till looked so damn beautiful to him. He walked her to the door and they said their goodbyes.

Her hand was on the knob when he turned her around, slammed her against the door and kissed her passionately, running his hands through her straight hair. She grabbed his head and neck and pulled him closer, hungrily kissing him back. They remained unmoving -save for their lips- for an eternity before he let her go.

She smiled, opened the door and was gone. He rushed upstairs, took the sheets to the laundry room and threw the condoms in the bin outside. He returned to the living room and plopped down on the couch. He traced the outline of her body on the cushions and sighed. What a night….

"It must be going all the way into her belly." gasped Sarah as more of the thing slithered around her throat and slid into the girl’s mouth. "Is it going to lay eggs?" asked Sarah turning to Siree.

"No mistress," answered the blue giantess, "it is inserting enzymes to prepare your friend. Do not worry they are harmless and have no lasting side effects, the eggs will be placed inside her through her cunt."

She turned back to Siree, "Are you sure they are not hurting her?"

Siree turned her beautiful eyes to Sarah, "Your friend is perfectly safe mistress, there are some rooms where pain is inflicted to those that want it,” she reached out and stroked Sarah’s arm reassuringly, “this is not one of them."

"Oh." said Sarah, she turned back to watch the tentacle pulsating as it pumped, whatever down Emma’s throat. "Have you ever been with any of these...... ’ Sarah couldn't think of a collective name, "of these" she finished lamely waving her hand to encompass all of the rooms.

Siree smiled down at her, "No mistress I have only coupled with my own species........so far" she added after a pause, her hand lingered on Sarah’s arm for a while longer and then she removed it, turning to look at what was happening in the room.

"She's passed out!" she cried.

"No mistress, the enzymes have begun to work, she is fully aware of what is happening."

"Oh." said Sarah, "OOOOHHH LOOK!"

From the bushes a "thing" appeared, it seemed to be a cross between a slug and a caterpillar, two huge compound eyes, rather like a fly's, sat on the top, Sarah couldn't bring herself to think of it as a head as it seemed just one big lump. It was reticulated like a caterpillar but slithered along the ground like a slug. It was about the size of a horse and moved rather quickly considering it’s size and how it got along. Two more tentacles shot out from the thing, much thinner than the rest and almost transparent, these wrapped themselves around Emma’s breasts, which had grown considerably whilst Sarah’s attention was on the appearance of the Shriivaak. The tentacles squeezed the distended breasts and milk squirted out across the clearing, a few drops hitting the window. 

Sarah gasped, "Oh just like Becky" she whispered. She watched mesmerised as the ends of the two tentacles gripping her friends breasts opened up like funnels and attached themselves to the spurting nipples. She watched them undulating and could clearly see the milk being pushed along them. Emma was lifted higher into the air as the thing got closer to her. It seemed to gather in upon itself, getting taller, Sally could see where all the tentacles were attached in two rows to the main body of the thing. In the middle of the two rows of tentacles was a lighter patch of what looked like pairs of square plates. The plates snapped open and moved apart revealing a cavity, somewhat like a bucket seat. The cavity was oozing slime and Sarah watched as a lump at the base of the cavity grew. It was green and covered in bumps and tiny waving red tendrils. Slime oozed out from large pores and Sarah watched, suddenly envious, as her friend was lowered towards the 'cock' as Sarah assumed it was, or at least that was its function.

"The red tendrils are very sensitive and give the Shriivaak pleasure while coupling." said Siree helpfully, "your friend has been impaled on it many times."

 Sarah suddenly realised that her gown was open and she was rubbing her own cunt, she no longer cared who saw her and began to squeeze her own left breast, pinching and twisting on the nipple that grew hard between her fingers.

Emma was struggling weakly as Sarah watched her being lowered onto the big ugly cock. She saw her friend’s pussy lips being spread open to receive it and then the tentacles plumped her down on it hard. She was then lifted up and then down again, like the creature was using her to masturbate. Sarah gave a cry as an orgasm rushed through her body. She leaned against the window, her forehead against the cool glass, unable to take her eyes from the sight of her best friend being fucked by a nightmare for outer space. Suddenly the thing started to shudder and rammed Emma down onto its cock. Where they were joined Sarah could see the base of the cock pulsating as something was being pumped into Emma’s cunt. She stared wide eyed as her friend belly began to swell; soon she looked like she was eight months pregnant. The thing gave a final shudder and then lifted the limp body off its rapidly shrinking cock, a bluish white substance oozed from her gaping cunt and ran down her legs. Emma’s slime covered body was dumped unceremoniously onto the ground as the slug like creature withdrew it’s tentacles and slithered back into the concealing foliage.

 Emma had got to her knees and smiled weakly at Sarah, Sarah smiled back and waved, she looked at Siree and the alien pressed a switch.

 "A..are you alright?" asked Sarah.

 Emma smiled, "Ohh yesssss, that was fantastic, its cock feels so good inside you." her hands were rubbing her slime coated belly as she spoke, "the bumps on it really drive you wild and.......oohh they are moving!" 

Sarah's mouth dropped open as she saw lumps appearing on the swollen belly of her friend, something was moving inside her and she could clearly see them rippling through the skin.

 "You really have to watch this" gasped Emma as she cumbersomely lay on her back and pulled up her knee's, her thighs spread wide. She sat up as far as she could, resting on her elbows. Looking down between her own spread thighs.

Sally stared at the wet glistening pussy of her friend and then gave an involuntary cry as a small green tentacle pushed out of the glistening slit. Another followed then another, till Sarah couldn't tell how many were there. She watched fascinated as her friends cunt slowly started to open and a green purplish lump appeared, a loud moan came from Emma. The tentacles pushed on the side of her opening and suddenly the body of the thing shot out onto the ground where it writhed and struggled to get out of a kind of membrane. It was about 8 inches long, thicker than Sarah's arm and probably the ugliest thing she had ever seen. She looked up at Emma’s face and saw that her friends head was thrown back.

"Did that hurt?" she asked anxiously.

"Oooohhhh nooo," murmered Emma, raising hr head to look at her friend, " quite the opposite it was....aaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

"H...how many will be in her?" Sarah asked Siree, unable to take her eyes off the next one slithering out.

"There will be probably 8 or 9, that is the usual, although there have been as many as 20 in some."

Sarah watched as the first thing to emerge was now slithering up the rounded belly of her friend. As it got to her swollen tits a small tentacle emerged to cover the nipple of one of the still leaking breasts, Sally could see milk being sucked down the tube into the slimy creature. Emma was crooning at it and stroking it as it suckled; another was making its way up to the spare tit. Emma's crooning was interrupted by moans of pleasure as one after the other the things slid out of her belly.

Sarah counted 9 of the things slithering and writhing around and all over their "mother", two of the beasts were suckling on Emma’s large milk filled tits, the others were crawling all over her body, seemingly awaiting their tuen. Sarah shuddered trying to imagine what it must feel like. Emma's belly had visibly gone down, and seemed like it would be back to normal very soon. She wondered why there were no stretch marks if Emma had done this many times, and asked Siree. 

“Have you not seen any of the medications that have been introduced to your planet from the peoples of the Universe?” asked Siree seeming to be a little astonished at Sarah’s ignorance.

Sarah blushed a, little embarrassed, “Well not really, I ha………”

Suddenly a bright blue streak appeared from the opposite side of the clearing and a tentacle grabbed one of the creatures, which gave a loud squeal as it was whisked off into the bushes. Two more tentacles appeared and two more of the “babies” were grabbed, the remaining creatures slid off rapidly in the opposite direction squealing loudly.

Sarah turned to Siree in panic, "WHAT'S HAPPENING??" 

Siree put a comforting hand on her shoulder, "Don't worry mistress, watch."

Sarah turned back to the window and saw her friend struggling to get to her feet, she didn't notice as Siree slid the robe from her body leaving her standing naked.

Emma was almost standing as the first tentacle wrapped around her leg, very quickly two more wrapped around her waist and another around her wrist, Emma pulled against them but was held fast. Another creature slithered from the bushes. It more closely resembled a slug and was, if anything, more hideous than its predecessor. Four eyes on stalks bobbed up and down as it slithered into view, the stalks they were on grew until they were regarding Emma from all sides. 

“What’s that?”

“There are many species of Shriivaak, but they all share a common origin.” 

Sarah hardly noticed that Siree’s hand stayed on her shoulder; she was a little worried by the things mouth, which seemed to take up half of the body of the thing, and was filled with large pointed teeth. Emma was now held fast about 5 feet from the ground, as before her arms and legs were spread wide and a tentacle slid down her throat pumping more stuff into her belly. Her tits grew even bigger and milk was squirting out everywhere before two tentacles wrapped around them and started to suckle. Two very thin tentacles appeared and Sarah saw that they had tiny pincers at the end. These moved to Emma’s crotch and took hold of her pussy lips, pulling them apart, spreading her wide. Sarah looked at the creature expecting another cavity to open, but instead a thick slimy tentacle slowly emerged, slithering across the grass for a while before rearing up and plunging straight into Emma’s cunt.

Emma's body jerked as the thick cock-like appendage drove inside her; it pumped in and out as Emma thrashed around as much as the restraining tentacles would allow her. Sarah gasped as she could see four large lumps travelling along the slimy length that was fucking her friend. They were the size of grapefruit and were obviously the eggs of the creature. The first reached the stretched hole of Emma and for a moment was stuck at the entrance. Sarah wondered how it was going to get inside when she saw her friends cunt slowly stretch around it and the first one disappeared. The other three followed quickly now that her hole was so stretched, Sarah expected the thing to withdraw as the other had, but it still continued to fuck her. Another tentacle appeared and this one pushed its way into the ass hole of Emma. Emma was speared on two stalks, both fucking her like crazy.

Sarah turned to Siree, "Aren't the eggs going to hatch now?"  

"Not yet," tinkled Siree, "this Shriivaak now fucks her cunt to fertilise the eggs inside the host, it is fucking her ass merely for its own pleasure."

"Oh." Sarah felt her face burn again at Siree's crude language; still she did find it stimulating. She was interrupted in her musings by a loud undulating howl. 

"What's that?"

Siree gave her tinkling laugh, "It is merely the Shriivaak cumming."

Sarah looked at the scene before her, the beast was waving it's unused tentacles in the air as it came, she thought that Emma may be coming too the way her body was thrashing around. A thick milky blue fluid was squirting out of Emma’s cunt around the thick obstacle that blocked it.

Suddenly it withdrew and a stream of the blue stuff gushed out of Emma as she was dumped on the ground as before and the beast, now satisfied, slithered back into the bushes.

Emma lay on her back her legs splayed wide as Sarah saw her huge belly begin to move. She began to moan as tentacles began to appear out of her slime covered hole, these things were at least twice as big as the previous ones and took longer to force their way out, and, as if it were possible Sarah thought, they were even uglier than their predecessors. But soon there were four of the little monsters slithering over Emma and fighting to suckle on her tit's. As before a tentacle came out of nowhere to grab a wriggling thing.

“ANOTHER??” cried Sarah.

Siree pressed the button and the blinds closed. She turned to look down at Sarah, “There are 5 Shriivaak in that room,” again her tinkling laugh, “your friend is going to be fucked to exhaustion.”

 

She had recently turned 14 while Mom and Dad were away in America. Overall her birthday was the worst she had because her “boyfriend” John had broken up with her. Not that they did much except holding hands.

 

Amber had never had a boyfriend and Chris always wondered why but never had enough courage to ask her big sister.

 

“I’m off to have a shower,” said Chris, but Amber was in too much of a trance washing up the plates and things from breakfast to reply. As she stepped into the bathroom and locked the door Amber began to cry. She missed her parents and was still annoyed at John for breaking up with her.

 

She took off her jeans and t-shirt and stood before the mirror that hung on the wall. Chris stood tall but the rest of her body didn’t. At school she noticed that most of the other girls were developing bigger breasts and hers were just small mounds on her chest. She removed her bra and rubbed her sore nipples.  

 

She then peeled off her panties and ran her fingers through the thin patch of hair that covered her pubic mound. As she stepped into the shower she moaned as the warm water flowed over the contours of her body. After grabbing the bar of soap she began washing her self and roaming her body with her hands and the soap.

 

In the kitchen Amber was finished cleaning up and began to walk to her room to get dressed into her day clothes. As she passed the bathroom, she wondered if it was her that left the water running or Chris in the shower. Slowly she lowered her eye to the small crack in the door and saw her sister washing her smooth tanned skin.

 

Before bewitched into a deadly dream she snapped back to reality and went to her room to get changed. She opened her drawer of underwear and picked her pink panty and bra set. On the panties was printed a big yellow smiley with devil horns. She tied her long black hair into two identical ponytails one on each side of her head, and finished dressing in a t-shirt and tight shorts.

 

She then went to the sitting room, laid down and watched “America’s Next Top Model”. The image that flickered on the television was the models doing a topless video shoot. She noticed one of the girls looked like Chris but with blonde hair not black hair. She got bored and changed the channel.

 

As the last water drops fell from her body Chris sighed and put on her silk underwear and normal bra. After putting on the rest of her clothes she come out and joined her sister. She sat on one of the reclining chairs and laid back and watched what Amber was watching.

 

“What’s this?,” she inquired.

 

“Some documentary about twins who got married because they lived in a remote part of Australia,” stated Amber.

 

“Why would you do that, that’s disgusting,” questioned Chris.

 

“I don’t know”

 

After watching some shows and some music videos both girls began to get bored and started talking about life and other things.

 

“He was such a jerk for doing that,” exclaimed Chris “Especially on my birthday, and he knew it. Why don’t you have a boyfriend Amber?”

 

“There is not many guys really”

 

“What about the guys in your class? My friend’s brother is in your class and says all the guys are mad for you!”

 

“Well I’m not that interested in guys really.” After pointing this out, Amber became red in the cheeks and stared directly at the television. Once again Chris said something about going to a friend’s house but Amber heard nothing of it.

 

Frustrated and annoyed she headed to her room closed the door and striped off her clothing. She jumped on the bed and reached into her bedside locker drawer and pulled out her makeshift plastic dildo. She hid it there from her mom and when asked what it was said it was a model of some famous landmark.

 

She placed it beside her laid her head on two pillows and began caressing her nipples. Gently tugging and twisting them until they were fully erect. Amber knew that it wouldn’t take long for her to orgasm. She softly kneaded her breasts with one hand while the other made its way down to her pussy.

 

She traced her finger around her already swollen pussy lips and rubbed her rapidly growing clit. She then plunged one finger into her opening and moaned aloud. After moving her fingers in and out for about five minutes Amber grabbed her “model of a famous landmark” and rubbed her clit again with it. She shuddered more and more as it came closer in contact with her insides.

 

By slowly sliding it in she began gyrating her hips and thrusting at the object. In her mind the images of her sister’s skin and her breasts were rotating inside her mind as she went over the edge and screamed as her orgasm took hold of her.

 

Just as she calmed from the tremors that passed trough her body the front door slammed shut. “Shit,” she muttered. Chris was obviously home but there was nothing Amber could do but dive underneath the covers and pretend to be asleep as her sister walked into the room.

 

 

 

 

 

 

My aunt is very special. Her name is Chelsea. I always had crush on her since childhood. I used to touch her boobs at a very early age pretending to be asleep whenever she used to sleep with me while baby sitting me and she used to ask me "Sam are you awake?" She never knew that I was thinking about having sex with her. My aunt is my mom's younger sister. But there is a lot of age difference in their ages. My aunt is 40 years of age with a perfect body and figure. Even at the age of sixty she can get any teenager mad for her beauty. She is also tall almost 57" wih hazzle eyes and the most amazing and the sexiest figure and body in the world. She is completely waxed regularly and due to this it seems she does not have even a single hair on her whole body naturally but In fact she has a very little hair on her body just on her pussy and butts which she shaves regularly. And the name of the sexiest lady is cindy.

I always loved her since childhood. I had been paying her constant visits after her marriage. She was married to a business-man who was having affair with other ladies also. So she was not having a good sexual as well as marital life. Many times I saw her weeping and wanted to condole her. I wished that I had been so well off I would have married her myself. But even she looked satisfied with her life.

I used to touch her and many times I denied the wrong thoughts coming to my mind about her. But I could not see her suffering for so long. Then I decided. Whenever her husband was out which he always was, I used to visit her place with some gifts for her and her kids. She used to greet me with kiss on my cheeks and then she sometimes even kissed me on my neck which I always liked more and that always aroused me but ,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, I could not help but staying calm.

This happened one day when I had come to home for vacations after a long time and was anxiously struggling to meet my aunt. I did not know that her husband was out from home for a long time. I came home and knew that both my mom and sister were at home. They greeted me and I replied. Then I took a bath and was ready to leave for my Chelsea's house when Lilian called me and asked me to take her with me and drop to the Chelsea's house as she wanted to meet her. But I tried to prevent her but she was so insistant that I had to lie that I was going the other way. Then she said "Ok I would go myself" This was also a problem because I did not want any one to interrupt me and my aunt alone. But what was going on I had to compromise and decided to take her with me.

We reached the aunt's house. She was going out somewhere and was very well dressed for the ocaasion. Her sexy dress, her perfume and her looks at that were all very erotic. I got a hard on as soon as I saw her and tried to hide her but she noticed it by the corner of her eyes. But she did not mind it at all. In fact she is one the most beautiful women and any one cane get a stiff hard on by just a mere look of her and in that dress and make up she was looking simply amazing. She greeted us both and me especially with the kiss but on cheeks this time but I gave her a big hard hug that her boobs really squeezed hard against my chest. Then I asked her to post pone her plan to go out which she did willingly and happily.I am not formal with my aunt. I am very frank with her.

She served us well. Then we started gossip talking frankly and happily and just in the flow of gossip I asked her how many times she had sex with her husband in a day. And she very frankly and boldly told me that it had been over a year, her husband had not had sex with her but some lady else. I asked her "dont u want to have it?" And she replied "i do but what can I do?" So the gossips kept on going and we kept on talking. After some time her baby started crying and Lilian picked it and started cuddling and loving it.

Chelsea went to the other room to change. She took her nightie from her cupboard and went to the bath room. Then she returned to her room with the clothes and started to hang those in cupboard. Then I entered the room and saw this sexiest, most beautiful goddess in her most erotic and the sexiest paartly see through nightie. Whenever beams of light feel strong her each and ever mound of her body beacame crystal clear even in nightie. When I entered the room she was bent a little I think she would be adjusting clothes on hanger. Then she hanged them and turned towards me and was stunned to see me there. I told her that she forgot something and she did not gimme that when I came today to meet her. She realised it herself, hugged me real tight and close and gave me a kiss on my neck. As she kissed on my neck I got a hard-on and my meat stick really became too stiff to remain invisble in the trousers. As I am very frank with my aunt I was wearing very easy trousers and shirt but all other things like perfume, shave and others were done in the right place

As I got a hard on, I held her more tight,closer and nearer to my body. I asked her for another kiss. She gave me another.Then I kissed her back. Then I asked her another and another and another and she kept me kissing and I kept kissing on her neck back. Gradually the breathing became a bit heavy and I came to her lips after kissing her neck for a long time. As our lips met, I came to know about my blunder I had committed and was expecting that she would push me back but insted chelsea also started kissing my lips. She was very wild sometimes she even ate my lips. Then out tongoues came in contact and we we shared some saliva , she sucked my tongue and I sucked her tongue. We were really pressing each other hard scratching each other's neck face, pressing our bodies against each other real hard like we were intending to merge into each other, My chest with her breast, my belly wih her belly and thighs sliding in her thighs.

Then she pushed me to bed. She fell onto me and started kissing my lips again. She was more passionate this time. And I got more passionate too. We got so passionate that we even forgot that my sister was just in the next room. We did even lock the door. This kiss lasted longer and she started taking off my shirt an our motuhs parted for a second to let my shirt pass through from my body. As I have a well built muscular body and not even a single hair on my chest. It's a but feminine but I always like it and so did my aunt. She really liked my chest and its perfume. After kissing for a long time and pressing each other to get into each other's body, she started kissing my chest. And I was at the peak of pleasures. Then I unbuckled her nightie and her beautiful 38 dd cups sprang out. She was wearing no bra. Even after having a kid she had an awesome pair of big plump boobs which were not even a big sagged. I squeezed her boobs, wriggled my fingers on them and teased their nipples. Also caressed her back a bit.

Then I held her up and freed her from her nightie. Her hairless pussy was in full swing and completely shaven pussy was relly more than inviting to me. It's perfect wheatish and a pinkish colour and closed lips which gave hint of its awesome tightness aroused me more and more as I knew she had not been having sex for more than a year and her pussy lips would have become ultratight by now. Because I always knew that when a women gets fucked for some times and then left without sex her pussy becomes tight like it was the first day. She took off my trouser and my meat stick looked very decent and sober to her as she also appreciated it's beauty, thickness and length. I also shave my tool regularly and it's of more than normal length not very much but big enough for a woman to bear as it is almost 9 inches.

Then I started to pay my attention more to her breasts, took each in one hand and squeezed them and some times squeezed them more when she used to utterr

AAAAAAAAAAAAhhhhhhhhhhhhh bbbbbbb sloooooooow

Then I placed my tongue on her right cup and kept caressing the left with hand and then changed, caressed the right with hand and tongue on left. I kept sucking her boobs until they were comepletely wet. Bit them someimes and she started moaning

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH

YEsssssssssssssss keep sucking them kevin

pleasure your aunt oooooooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh yessssssssssssssssssssuuuuuu rrrrrrrrr

a good loverrrrrrrr

Now she took a hold of my meat stick and slid her tongue on the tip it like she was smooching an ice-cream bar. OOOOOOOOOhhhhhh that site was great. She was wriggling fingers over it as she had got the most precious thing in her hand. She slid ongue on the head of shaft and then parted her lips, then again did same for a few secongs until the head was completely wet. Then she bent onto it and took its length upto the extent she could in her mouth until it touched her throat. Just the four inches of my manhood had struck against her throat and I could understand as she had not given a blowjob to anyone for more than a year. Than she tried to take more in her mouth, she pushed 5 inches kept it in her mouth until she gigged onto it and then it came out of her mouth. Sometimes she would rub it on her beautiful face, neck and boobs and after that pause again kept striving to take more and more in her mouth. It was not being accomodated but she kept struggling hard and hard. I could feel the wearmth of each and every inch of her mouth and whenever she took more in her throat, that tight throat really gave me more and more pleasure. After 2 or 3 minutes struggle she had been successful and swallowed 8 inches but I was getting wild now, Then I started pushing it deeper in her throat and when it went in her tight throat I let out a loud moan

AAAAAAAAAhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Yesssssss

I started mouth fucking her and she started swallowing and giving me blowjob more willingly and hardlyi was in the heavens and my pleasure was boundless. I started moaning

OOOOOohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Yeeeeeeeesssssssssssssssssssss yessssssssssssss aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh

keep sucking aunt ttttttttttttt pleaseeeeeeeeeeeeeee

keeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhh sssssssssuuuuuuuuuuuuuuucking

ooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh itttttttttt feeeeeeeeeeeeeeeelssssssssssss ssoooooooooooooooooooooggooooooooood

oooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh yessssssssssssssss

aaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh yesssssssssssssssssssss yessssssssssssssssssssssss aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

but I had been starving for sex with my aunt so I could not keep it very long and in just five or 6 minutes her warm throat and mouth was compelling to blow my load. I told her I was cumming and she stopped for a while. As she stopped she kept wriggling her fingers slightly on it and patted its head. Then she took it again in her mouth after a few seconds and I fucked her mouth really hard this time. I grabbed her hair and tried even to insert my balls in her mouth and make her swallow them. She was also sucking like a slut.

She started abusing me

You bastard AAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhh where you got that big dick from

and y u kept hiding it from your lovely aunt

You bastard I am gonna suck you to hell

ooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh yeaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh you gonna like it

You little nephew

yesssssssssssss oooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhh yeahhhhhhhhhhh

and then I was at the seconds away to blow my load when I grabbed her hair tighter and pushed more and more and thrusted harder and faster in her mouth and then I blew my load at the start of her throat and she swaloowed the whole spurts of jizz. My white fluid was in her throat. I kept my dick in her mouth until it was completely empty and then drew it out and some traces of my white baby making semen were on her lips which she swept with her tongue and swallowed also.

Then I neared my lips to her and kissed her. And my hand went for her vaginal lips which were already ready and wet by her juices. We kept kissing and I with one hand fingers kept caressing her pussy lips rubbing them. some times I even insert a finger in her pussy.

Now she was laying on the bed and i was sucking her pussy lips which she was enjoying very much. After a while I started exploring the depths of her vagina with my tongue and really tongue fucked her first smothly and easily, then hardly wildly and roughly. It was inserions time now as I had again got a more than before stiff hard-on. I inserted one finger in her pussy and finger fucked her with it. It was really tight and my guess was not wrong. She was tight like a virgin. Then i inserted two fingers and fucked her with them. She was enjoying biting her lips and sayin

ooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhh you bastard little kevin

where u learnt that such a great finger fucking from ,,,,,,,,,?

have you been a ponstar

ittt lookssssssssssssssssssssssssssss like you are a pornstarrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr from your shaft size and your tachniquessssssssssssssss

oooooooooooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh yessssssssssssssssssssss

fuck ur aunt

yesssssssssssssssssssss aaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhh aaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhh yeahhhhhhhhhhhhh

keeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeepppppppp

oooooooooooooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh yesssssssssssssssssss

listening this i increased my speed to finger fuck her and after 5 minutes her whole body shivered, her pussy muscle contracted real hard and she cameand my fingers got wet with her squirt. She really squirted a lot. Then we were both stunned when I saw my sister seeing and at this time her eyes closed and she was masturbating. First I was frightened and then I was really envying on my luck as I knew I could have both of their cherries now and i knew that both of them were virgins. My sister was real virgin and aunt was exactly tight as virgin as I had already checked.

Lilian was still masturbating with her eyes closed and and was about to cum . As she squirted and squirted a lot she came to senses and saw us seeing her she was taken aback. We all three stunned for a moment and then I advanced towards my sister and started kising her. which she did not return at first but gradualyl she also returned back and these kept growing intense and breathing became heavier and intense. Then she sucked my cock for a few seconds and I finally made her lay on the bed with the pillow under her hips so that her vaginal opening become a bit raised and easily accessible and my aunt lowered her cunt onto her face but she was not feeling easy as it first time for Lilan ad she knew it was gonna hurt bt I told her I was gonna go very very easy on her.

Then I sucked her pussy for a while and was finally really to drill my meat stick. She was holding her breath. I rested my dick on her pussy lips which was really looking very gigantic in front of her slit opening. I looked as if she was gonna burst if I try to tear her pussy. Then I finger fucked her for a while and she indulged into activity and started eating chelsea's hips and pussy as she kept changing them. Then I parted her legs wide and pressed the bulge on my sweet meat tool again her pussy lips. I rubbed it on her vaginal line like lips which were anxiously wating fot it to go inside but a bit fearful too that it was Lilian's virginity question. Then I decided to go in her and applied a thick layer of lubricant and pushed it in her. I gave it a real hard push as I knew a slight push wont work. But even a hard push did not work. I lubricated the dickhead more and gave the force it could this time. almost four inches went in and I felt it breaking heavily against her pussy walls and muscles entering into her vaginal opening crushing them and tearing them. and she let a loud moan

,,,,,,

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

When I realised that she was in real pain but this was gonna be pleasure afterwards. I stayed there for a while and drew it back just enough that only head was inside. Then ushed it again in her very very gently. Then kept pushing in and drawing out until she was relaxed annd then I increased pace gradually. After two or three strokes I used to insert an inch or half of it more of my thick meat bar in her milky pinkish pussy. Every time she let out a little cry and moan. Then it had almost burried 6 inches ans I was fucking her and she was enjoying and letting moans like

AAAAAAAAAhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh yesssssssssssssssss bro

oooooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhh yeaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh i likeeeeeeeee it kevin

fuck me fuck me harder and faster

oooooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh yesssssssssssssssssssssss yesssssssssssssss yessssssssssssssssssssss aaaaahhhhhhhhhhh

your love meat feels so good inside me

why did you not give it to me before

ooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh yeahhhhhhhhhhhhh yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

you like it to dont u?

ooooooooooooooohhhhhhhh yesssssssssssssssssss

fuckkkkkkkkkkk meeeeeeeeee fuck your elder sisterrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr like aaaaaaaaaaaaaa sssssssssssssssssssssslut

oooooooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhh yessssssssssssss yesssssssssssssssss yesssssssssssssssssssssssssss ohhhhhhhhhhh ohhhhhhhhhh

and then the time came and I decided to g a bit rough and wild. I inserted the remaining three inches in one hard push and she was in real pain but at the same time in so much pleasure that she keeppppp

moaning

AAAAAAAAAAAhhhhhhhhhhhhh you killed me bastard aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

how long is it

is it all in ro still remaining?

aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

an i told her it was all in

she said ooooooooooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh yesssssssssssss

I increased my pace

I kept fucking her and she was toungue fucking the aunt

I had been fukcing my own sister's pussy. I was insane but the pleasure was so mcuh that I had no time to think about sanity. The whole room was surrounded with the moans of pleasure and that scene was amazing. The most beautiful ladies I always dreamed of were in my sex possession. I kept drilling my sister's pussy hard and rough for about 5 or ten minutes when I could not hold it any more and I was going to cum in a few seconds.

I told her OOOOOOOOOOOhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh bitch lilian I am gonna cum and I dont wanna spoil by cumming outside

Then my aunt told me that I could cum in If I want to as she would give lilian some pills. But I changed my mind and decided to cum in my dear an lovely sister's ass. The sexiest ass in the worls.

I took out my shaft and saw that there were some drops of blood also on it. It was amazing I had torne my sweet sister's hymen. I kept licking her pussy until the urge to cum subsided but i licked her real hard and she cum in my face.

Then I fucked her ass which was really tight and giving my meat pendulum a tough time for long time. I inserted gently in her anus and started stroking gently. It was being torne aprt and even I could feel it but the tighter the hole the better it is. So my aunt started licking her pussy now. I asked lilian to relax her muscles. Then i fucked her ass really gentle at first. Sometimes I would draw my cock out of her pussy and my aunt would make it wet by sucking it really good amd whn my cock was busy fucking lilian's asshole chelsea would eat her pussy. I was caring less this time about lilians' pain and I was inserting inch by inch cock very fast. I wanted to hear her moans full of pleasure and pain and they were. She was moaning and abusing me

You arrrrrrrrrrrre killing me you bastard

be easy with that thing

you are really hurting me

But I wanted to feel every second of her tight asshole It felt so good to have her anal cherry balsted my me. She had teased me for long and now was my turn. I made her both pain and please. But gradually

she started moaning

Youuuuuuu bastard oooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhh yesssssssssssssss yesssssssssssss yessssssssssssss yessssssssssssss keep it in

thrsutttttttttttttt morrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrre in your sister's asshole

you like it tightness dont u?

OOOOOOOOOOhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh yesssssssss

mmore

faaaaaaaaaaassster and aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaadddddddddddn deepeerrrrrrrrrrrrrrr

oooooooooohhhhhhhh yeahhhhhhhhhhhhh

ooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh yeahhhhhhhhhhhhh aahhhhhhhhhhh ahhhhhhhhhhh ahhhhhhhhhhhhh yesssssssssssss yeahhhhhhhhh

fill in ur lilian's assssssssss yessssssssssssssss

oooooooooo yessssssssssssssssss

oooooooooohhhhhhhhhh yessssssssssss you little bastard you are a fucking professional ooooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhh yessssssssss

gimmeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee gimeeeeeeeeeee moreeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee u moron

aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh yeaahhhhhhhhhhhh

I could feel her ass layers tighening up as a heavy load was building inside her and then I was also on the peak an I had decided to cum in her round as

I told her yyyyou bithcccccccc your arrrrrrrrr gonaaa have my cummmmmmm

ohhhhhhhhhhhhh yeaahhhhhhhhhhh here it is coming

take it take it

an with those words I tightened my grip around her legs and shot my load in her hips middle opening. I stayed there until my whole load was gone in her and when I took my tool out I could see that some drops were running down between her thighs. I had torne her pussy and filled her torne anus with my load. Thinking it and writing this makes me cum.

Then I concentrated on my aunt. She did not have all of it still. It took me a few secongds to get a hard on again but she really helped me well. Lilian and chelsea sucked it with love and affection that it was rising to its fullest length again. And then I fucked my aunt;s tight pussy.

As I inserted more I enjoyed and she let out more moans. When i was fucking my aunt pussy lilian was kissing her and seeing lesbians kissing sharing tongue and saliva is amazing especially when the ladies are hot, beautiful and sexy.

Then I fucked her ass also but this time as I was just to cum I drew my penis out of her ass and thrusted it in her pussy and fucked her pussy while she was fucking lilian's cunt with her fingers. Then I cummed in her pussy and she cummed but kept fingerring lilian's pussy and jus a few secongs she also cummed And that was it we all were happy did not blame any one. At that moment all were insane but I onfess I was the most insane of all.

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 Daddy ask me if i would get him a beer so I  got up to get him one. When i  got back to the room he had taken his pants off and had his cock in his hand. he asked me if i wanted to touch it and I said sure if it was ok. I had seen pic of that b4 and had wanted to see the real cock. well daddy told me I could touch his cock if i would tell no one. SO I said fine. he had me set next to him close i reached over and took his cock in my hand. it felt nice. daddy said if i liked i could take my shirt off and he would tast my nipples. so I did as i was told. it was very hot to have my dayyd lick and suck on my nipples.after that daddy told me to take my shorts off and underpants. I did as I was told. by now his cock was very very hard. he had me lay down on the floor and he was next to me. he asked me if i would like  to see how it was to be a woman and i said yes. I told him i had never done sex b4 and he said he would take it easy and if he  hurt me in any way he would stop.

 So there I was naked on the floor with my daddy next to me. he  had a big cock i never thought i would be able to take it in my life. well he started by touching me with one of his fingers on my pussy which was  getting wet. he would slide in a few inches and out a few times then go in me more. I was likeing this alot and I guess daddy could tell. he turned to where he was faceing my pussy and his cock was next to my face. he stoped and asked if i woudl like a tast of his cock so I opened up and he put it in my mouth. it sure did tast good and was very thick and hard. daddy must of been liking what I was doing because he had me stop because he said he was going to shoot it in my mouth. so I stoped, he had worked up to two finges in my pussy. I was very very wet. I asked daddy if his nice had cock would hurt me and he said only at first.

 he took me by the hands  and we went to his chair and he set to where his cock was upright and had me lean over to where I was allmost on top of  it. he took my brest in his hands and gided my body back on to his hard cock. First the head went in  it kind of hurt but i was wet so he took it in and out a few times tell it was ok then he went in me more and it hurt alot i  could fell a pop and the pain hurt bad but i was so in to it i told him not to stop. he eased his cock in me deeper and I could fell the cum as it went in and out of me. I was getting very wet. Daddy asked me if i liked what he was doing to me and I said yes it was very hot and good. daddy had me all wet and was working on me fast and hard all of a sudden i felt a big gush in my wet pussy. DADDY HAD LET GO IN ME. he took his hard cock out of me and asked me if i wanted to tast his cum so I did. what a night that was. we set and watched  the movie the rest of the night and we had sex one more time that night b4 I went to bed with my daddy.

 I never did go home to mom any more. Daddy had asked me to stay with him and have sex with him and my uncle.

more about that later and the baby that I had was it daddys or my uncles????????????

“OOOOhh UUMM … Monica sweetheart (I panted, entering a very stimulating orgasm) … Why would you think Ritchie was … Ohhhhh ahhhh … doing anything with me … oooooohhhhhh … I’m his mother …” words failed me as Monica slipped in a second finger to rapidly throw me into hips thrusting against my teenage daughters hand.

“Mom I’m almost fifteen … (she leaned in closer to my ear) … your room smells like when daddy is home, the bed sheets are in messed up and I tasted the wet spots before I came in here …” she slipped in a third finger increasing her thrust into my cunt while whispering, “…do you like Mom, I can do much more – I just want in on the action…” my daughter smiled as I bite my lower lip shuddering to her hand job.

“Let me think about it sweetie… We’ll talk when I’m less … ohhh ummm umm … defenceless!” I smiled and winked at her.

Monica helped me from the tub, spending a long time patting and rubbing me dry. As she knelt before me her head was right at my crotch, her hand dried my lower legs but her tongue flicked magically across my muff, lingering ever so nicely along my slit. “Monica … your teasing mommy … don’t start something you’re not willing to complete…” I hinted somewhat suggestively.

She smiled up into my eyes from her submissive position, “Any time Mom – I wasn’t kidding” she whispered through my muff hair.

“What are you willing to do child … or maybe I should say what do you want …?” I left that fairly open as I replied quite seductively.

“I want to do everything and anything that your doing mom, I really do …!” she said again through my muff hair as her arms hugged my legs.

I walked slowly from the room very naked saying to Monica, “Go sit on my bed!” as I hollered “RICHARD … come in here!“ going to my love seat in the corner of the bedroom, sitting with a hint of spread legs.

I looked at my two – not so innocent teenagers sitting together on the bed facing me … long minutes passed before I could find my voice and figure the direction this was all heading.

“Richard, it would appear that your sister has put one plus one together to come up with that you are getting some good tail from me … (he turned shyly towards his sister then hung his head, Monica on the other hand was all smiles) … What my intelligent daughter does not know is that all this has happened just today! (OMG I felt myself blushing) What she also does not know is that her brother most definitely has filled my womb with his baby and if he hasn’t fully seceded … will definite have done it by the weekend. (Oh jeez she is still smiling) Your father is unaware of the fall or that your brother is doing an incredible job of  … (I struggled for the appropriate words) … fucking … your mother.  And your brother is unaware of the sensual advances you dear girl just made on me!”

There the cards were on the table so to speak (I opened my legs a little wider) “what do we do now?”

I sat in all my 35-year-old exposed glory (smiling to myself with both arms cast helplessly), very happily content in my seduction (somewhat by accident) of my shy virgin son knowing he only wants to think with the head of that magnificent horse-cock in his animal need to drive it into my very tight cunt as he envisioned raping me. Now, (switching my gaze at Monica) what does this horny young lady want other than a little girl-on-girl action – what ultimately does she want?

Monica surprised me as she bolted off the bed to sit beside me giving me a hug across the chest quickly followed by her hands lightly rubbing then softly kissed my belly, “I very much want one in me, mom!” she replied with such seductive suggestion as she raised her eyes to my face then gave me a simple kiss on the lips.

“Ritchie can put it in me tonight, can’t he mom?” she cried elaborately.

“Well – he probably could but I think we are going to have to really hear from all parties to know for sure … (we both looked at Richard) … ” I said quite honestly.

“I guess so … but she’s just a kid … where as you’re a woman … I would definitely hurt you Sis … and … and … mom hasn’t said yes …” he fumbled with words but I was taken with his concern for his sister and the fact he recognized me as the control.

“Please … oh please Mommy, make him put a baby in me too…” she begged as she stared me right in the eye then leaned forward hugging my neck.

“Then make him do it mom … let him have me as you watch!” Monica whined.

“Monica – Listen to mommy … I said you could but I need to prepare you … Ritchie’s penis is very large …” I spoke firmly as I watched my young teenage daughter begin to squirm from a throbbing virgin twat. “Richard, would you be kind enough to slip your pants down …”

Richard stood slipping down his pants exposing a partially limp penis. Monica’s eyes literally popped out of her head as she stared. “Richard, come over here. Monica I want you to hold it in your hand.”

I squeezed my tingling cunt muscles together as I was getting excited from this discussion.

Monica released her brothers horse-cock and knelt before my slightly spread legs, I shifted down to open them wider. “That looks pretty red mom … did it hurt?” she cried with her eyes lighting up.

“Yes it did … it took some work to accommodate your brother…” (I winked at my teenage lover)

“Mom – I need to do some school work if I want to see you later …” Richard moaned pathetically.

“If you’d like … Mommy did promise you I’d teach him how to please a woman” I gave him a wink as he left the room.

“Mom … can I take my clothes off too … would it be ok …” Monica whispered into my ear.

“You certainly can …” I responded eagerly.

“Down to just us girls…” I smiled as I watched my daughter somewhat eagerly undressed, eyeing for the first time since her first bra fitting and tampon lesson. Before me stood a beautiful young woman with jutting perky breasts of at least a 34 – lovely pointy nipples, a flat athletic tummy and a beautiful triangle of pubic hair. My somewhat excited daughter stood before her mother (reclined back on the love seat) biting her lower lip in anticipation of her readiness of womanhood.

“Monica, sweetheart … you are a magnificent beautiful specimen of womanhood … do a slow turn around for me …” I breathed with motherly pride.

“Do I pass mom? Can I … ahh … do it with Ritchie…?” she pranced in nervous anticipation.

“Oh Sweetie, you definitely pass as a woman … come sit with mommy … (she does, adjusting herself so her legs are spread as mine are) … lets find out how much you know …” I was curious and prepared for her to tell me she has been sexually active already.

“So honestly, just us girls talking ok … (she nodded affirmative) … how many boys have been sampling the fruit of my lovely daughter?” I asked shifting on the love seat to face her with one knee propped on the couch.

“That’s simple mom, one!” she openly stated which took me back even though I thought I’d been ready.

“Oh – would you like to share your conquest of lust with your mother (she looked down embarrassed and blushing) … details girl, details!” I thought I used the correct teenage pyjama voice and tone.

“Ok, I understand – the Monday after you got me my training bra, Erik – you remember Erik, always coming over here on weekends before they moved away; well he overheard us girls talking, so after school he pulled me into those bushes in the park and checked out my chest … he bite it … (I nodded I understood) … then he lifted my skirt grabbing me between the legs and pulled down my panties … then he laughed telling me to see him when I had a lot of fuzz …” she whispered slightly below a regular tone of speech.

“And … what lately … have you …” I started off carefully not even getting finished with my question.

“Checked out some Internet sites … and … well, watched you and dad every chance I get … and what I just did to you (nodding towards the bathroom) … I figured I’d ask you when I should but …” speech failed Monica but she kept her eyes directly on me as I breathed a silent sigh of relief.

“My … my – you have been busy!  And what type of girl do you want to become …” I queried.

I sat there for a few minutes wondering to myself, “Monica, have you inserted anything into yourself at any time?

“Other than my fingers – No, I’m still a full virgin Mom.” Again replying truthfully.

I nodded my understanding then asked, “And why do you want to be like mommy?”

“Because I think your incredible, the guys at school rated you a MILF and daddy calls you an wild slut and now Ritchie is walking around with a hard on and (her eyes lowered shyly) … you taste good and I want to be just like you!” she slipped from her corner to mine giving me a hug.

“Well – Oh My …” helpless without my arms to hug her and overwhelmed by her description of me.

Was I in over my head, my pussy was tingling from thinking of exploring my daughter, my mind stuck on my young son’s horse cock and desire for me to be pregnant; what in the world was my husband going to think when he walked back into all this and how my children both chose me to be their teacher of sex. I winked at my daughter, “So – you like watching mom getting laid … (she nodded eagerly) and you want to sample mom’s womanly nectar (again she nodded even more enthusiastically) … can you kiss my girl?” I lost – a battle waged inside my burning mind with a direct circuit to my groin.

My eager daughter straddled my open legs thrusting her silky smooth skin against my bare chest, her erect nipples occasionally flitting across my sensitive breasts while her triangle of hair brushed my belly where her brothers seed lay in my batter uterus, cupping both her hands around my neck giving me a passionate moist kiss which she hungrily fought her way into my slowly opening mouth to play tonsil tag for endless minutes while her weight pinned me in the corner of the love seat. I don’t know where she learnt to kiss but she was incredible. She bathed my cheeks, eyes and neck in a fiery torrent of very tender kisses before once again hungrily devouring her mother’s tongue slowly edging deeper to tongue fuck my throat all the while seductively grinding her virgin twat against me (God I was going to need lessons from her) on exciting a partner.

My breath was ragged (jeez I was struggling for breath) as my daughter’s hands slowly opened my mouth as she applied her weight fully on me while blowing her hot breath over my ears then proceeded to hold my mouth open so she could get deeper as she relentlessly tongue fucked my throat (OMG now my daughter was taking me by force) as her legs tightened around my sides, she pumped, slid and ground her hot (OMG its slick) gash against my belly as she moaned her way through a early cum. She left me gasping for air as she worked her way lower to my chest sucking on skin (OMG she’ll leave a hickey) as her hands followed suit massaging and mashing my teats; ever so tenderly she drew my erect nipple into her mouth and went to work on them (My cunt was a tingling mass of burning lava waiting to explode) I moaned hotly for release and just as I was to scream she let my nipple go slipping upwards to once again smother me in kisses and tongue fuck my throat (OMG she’s deeper than before) only to repeat the whole process to my other teat.

“OOOOhhhhh Jjeeezz …don’t … please don’t …your father!” I begged as my lustful teenage daughter branded me with a hickey on my left breast that was incredible painful (and itchy) before she again nibbled, bite and suckled my nipple. The Coe little vixen had her mother simmering.

Once again she slipped up to passionately kiss me (leaving me nearly blacking out from excitement and lack of air) as she tenderly kissed her way over my belly lingering at the edges of my pubic hair; a wet trail marked her way over my skin from her oozing twat to come to rest on my lower leg. She firmly forced my one leg off the love seat as she winked at me burying her head between my spread. The first touch of her lips and tongue on my molten beaver cascaded me in a gut wrenching orgasm. “OHHH ahhhhhh ummmmm” (biting my lip to stop my wave of orgasm welling from within my sluttish soul) as my daughter planted a new hickey on my inner thigh again branding me as hers.

“Now mother … may I watch Ritchie plant his baby in you … hmmm (her tongue slid up and down my seeping slit lingering just at the edge of my now engorged clit) … you want me to watch don’t you … (again tormenting me as I tried squeezing my thighs together to encourage her to give me release) … he’s going to do you as I hold your hand watching you (she inserted her tongue into my quivering fuck hole) …as you tease him to make babies in your belly … (now giving my enlarged clit a slow lick to its hood as it dug in underneath) …so I can spend all night licking you afterwards (I screamed with an incredible pent-up sexual release as her attention stayed centred on my throbbing clit) … do you want your son on you now … (digging her tongue deep into my gushing pussy)”

“Oh yes – yes please … I need him now …” I begged my daughter “Mommy needs it bad – ” as she slipped away from my gushing cunt, then helping me to the bed she hollered for my son.

“Oh yes children … mommy’s bad – mommy needs you in her now …” I begged between biting my lip as my hips thrust up in invitation. I watched as my son pulled off his clothes his horse cock already swollen he climbed up on the bed.

Kneeling on the bed Monica orchestrated my breeding, as Richard closed in to my weeping cunt my daughter took his swollen cock in her hand setting right at my hole as her other hand grasped my shoulder, “Do her Ritchie … make a baby in mom!”

Needless to say I had my (can’t say hands) my cunt full of raging thrusting animal boy who kept muttering below his breath “Raping you mom … your so tight …my baby…” and as a shameless slut I encouraged all of it with bucking hips helpless to defend myself thus surrendering to my increasing orgasms that escalated into mind boggling delirium as my son’s horse cock retched its way forcefully into my helpless uterus. His staying power was increasing – I was out of my mind (Richard pawed me, his wondering hands feeling between my legs where his cock rode in and out of his helpless mothers’ very swollen gushing twat) as his sister breathed through another orgasm herself.

That did it, he blew an animal load into me coating my walls with multiple blasts of burning cum,

Between my own mind-bending orgasm I called to him repeatedly, “… Richard, NO doing anything to Monica at any time unless you check with me first … Understood!” I spoke very firmly. He finally looked into my eyes and nodded yes as he continued to thrust into me occasional.

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My first experience after us masturbating together, was on day one when I had kissed her vagina for a moment. We had both licked a bit of cum off her finger so we had an idea of what that tasted like. I got  a small drop of he cunt juice on my tongue but not enough to really taste it. I was curious to get back down here and see for myself what girls liked when they were getting oral sex. The articles she had printed out were good and we had both read them and got quite excited at the prospect from the sounds of doing and receiving it.

They left after a while and I felt sore and scared but at the same time, wanting more of this. But with noone around I looked for my clothes but realized that they were naked. Then I had an idea of walking home naked. I didn't mind getting fucked more so I started. When I got close to my building I saw an elderly man coming out of his car. He was my neighbour from the building. He stopped when he saw me but with the look of a hunter. I had no intension of fucking him. He offered me a coat and I put it on. We went inside the building and instead of going to my apartment I followed him to his. There's a camera in front of every apartment and my head started to have dirty thoughts. When I realized that the man lived alone I pulled his pants down and grabbed his penis and kissed it and soon he was hard. His cock was amazingly thick. I left his apartment door open and started to fuck him on top. I faced the camera riding him backwards so that the whole pounding picture is taken. The feeling was amazing! I had to cover my mouth to not moan too loud and wake the neighbors. Finally I climaxed and so did he as he unloaded his cum in me. I was too tired so I went home to my apartment.

Next morning the landlord and the manager came knocking at my door. I was still naked so I put on a thong and a tank top. My full breasts barely being held and all my ass exposing. The two men gulped and stepped inside the apartment. I took of my clothes and started to pleasure myself in front of them when they both took off their clothes and the landlord just put his cock in me and started fucking me. The managed waited and took his turn and he was good! I came full and we climaxed. He wanted to take his cock out before cumming in me but I ask him to fill me with his cum and he did. The landlord came on my from the back and both men fucked my holes hard and long.

All the men int he building who needs a lay come to me now and I never wear anything but thongs when I am at home anymore!

Paul asked me if I wanted a drink, yes please I replied, my mouth had suddenly gone very dry, I had thought what I was going to say, but now that I was here I was tongue tied.  I felt like I was a school girl in front of the headmaster.

I sat down, Brutus his Alsatian came up to me for his normal scratch behind his ears which he loved.  He is a big loveable dog, and has never shown me anything but the soft, stupid side of him.

But things where different now, I found myself wondering what it would be like to be mounted by Butch.

Paul came back, gave me my drink and sat himself down opposite to me.  At one time he would never have done that, he would always sit next to me.  I know it was my fault, but even that little thing hurt me.

I looked across at Paul, and said I think I was a bit hasty the last time I had been here.  And I would like to get back with him. He looked at me with his beautiful dark brown eyes, and said, that he didn't know, I had called him a few choice words, which had hurt him and even though he still loved me, it was maybe better to call it a day.

I just sat there, I was shocked, I was sure that he would have had me back.  My stomach tightened up, and tears rolled down my cheeks.  I covered my face with my hands, I didn't want Paul to see that I was crying.

He got up came across sat down, and put his arm around me.  I turned my head and sank it into his chest.  Him holding me made it worst, I missed him, and Paul holing me like this made me realise what a fool I had been.

My tears ran down my cheeks and onto Pauls shirt.  Being the person he was he didn't say anything, just stroked my hair until I had calmed down.

Sorry Trish, if it hurts you, he said, but I am not going to change.  And I have never tried to impose my sexual fantasies into our love life.

I heard what he said, and agreed, he had never mentioned animal sex to me.  And we had been together for three years.

I lifted my head up, looked him in the eyes, and said I was wrong, and I would like a chance to prove it.

Paul put a his hands on either side of my face, and kissed me, it sounds stupid, but I got butterflies in my stomach.  I was so relieved, I kissed him back, putting my tongue into his mouth. Running around his teeth, and playing with his tongue.

When the kiss broke off.  I looked him in the eyes and said how much I had missed him, he kissed the end of my nose, and said that he loved me, and missed me too.

It was getting dark by this time, so Paul got up and closed the curtains. He got us both another drink, and this time sat down next to me.

About this animal sex, have you ever seen it I asked, only on film he replied.  Have you got any films? Yes a couple, ok then lets see one I said.  Are you sure he asked, a concerned look in his eyes, yes please I replied.

Whilst he was sorting out the films I got us both another drink.  We sat down on the sofa, and Paul put the film on, I laid with my head in his lap, getting myself comfy, the film started, with a young girl watching a blue film, it wasn't long before she had her hand between her legs, rubbing her pussy through her knickers.  She then undid her blouse, and played with her tits, she wasn't wearing a bra, and she rubbed her nipples, tweaking them with her fingers to make them stand out.

She then lifted up her arse and took off her knickers, showing a beautiful shaved pussy.  I was getting wet just looking at her pussy, but I didn't want to rush things, I had bigger things planned, if all went as I wanted.

She was fingering herself furiously now, and you could actually hear her fingers as they pushed into her wet pussy.

At this point a Labrador came into the room.  Went up to her and licked her pussy, she pushed him away, but he kept trying and she gave way, and let him lick her beautiful wet pussy.

I could feel Pauls cock under my head, and knew he had a hard on.  I lifted my head up, undid his jeans and pulled them down to his knees . His hard cock sprang out, I put my mouth on it, licking the head, tasting his pre cum, he let out a low moan as I sunk my mouth down his shaft.

 His hand rested on my leg, and he gently moved it up caressing my thigh hardly touching me, it seemed as if I was getting a electric shock from his hand.  It was more sensual because he was only just touching my skin.

I got up, and looking at Paul, I slowly undid the buttons on my dress, sliding it off my shoulders and letting it glide to the floor.  Which left me in my small red silk bra and matching knickers, Pauls eyes where glued to me as I turned round, undid my bra, took it off, turned round again so I faced him, with a hand covering each breast, I then pulled at each nipple rubbing them between my finger and thumb.

I slowly ran my hands down my body, teasing Paul with low moans, and sexual movements of my body.  When my hands reached my knickers, I slid my hand down the front and ran my finger up my split, rubbing my clit and letting out a moan of pleasure at the feeling I got.

Pauls hand was on his cock, gently running his hand up and down its length, I gently slapped him, and told him to leave it alone.  He made to grab me, but I jumped back, and told him to wait.

I then turned away from him and pulled my knickers off, bending down so he got a good look at my shaved wet pussy, and my arse.  I opened my legs, bent down and pushed two fingers into myself, I heard Paul let out a moan of pleasure, at what he was seeing.

I turned round and looking at him said did you like that, yes he said.  I went to him, undid the buttons on his shirt. Pulling him to his feet I removed his shirt, and pulled his jeans and boxers to the floor.  Sitting him down I pulled them both off him, and his socks, ( I dont like it when men keep there socks on)

We where now both naked, and I got on my hands and knees, and once again took his lovely cock in my mouth.  Looking at the film, the dog was still licking her pussy, but now she was playing with his cock.  This made my juices flow even more, as I thought of playing with Pips cock, and how it made me feel.

I took my head off Pauls cock, and said I want to do that.  Paul didn't answer, he just looked at me, his cock twitched as it sank in what I had said, you sure he asked, yes I replied. 

He got up, and went to get Brutus out of the kitchen. When they came back, I was sat on the sofa, my legs where open and I was fingering myself, thinking about what was about to happen.

Paul led Brutus to me, I held out my hand, Brutus licked it, I moved it closer to my pussy, he followed it, and then he was licking my pussy.  My eyes closed as I felt his wonderful long tongue, I opened my legs further, and pulled my pussy lips apart so he could get more of his tongue into me.

Paul sat next to me and kissed me passionately, do you like that? Yes its lovely, I said between moans of pleasure, he was kissing me and mauling my tits.  He put his mouth onto my nipple and nipped it with his teeth, and then pulling it so his teeth ran all the way till they came off my nipple, and then doing it again.

  Brutus's tongue was having the desired affect on my body, as he was sinking his tongue into my pussy trying to get all my love juice. He kept catching my clit, and my body was twitching and shaking with the sexual pleasure it was giving me. I heard Paul saying go on Brutus lick her beautiful pussy, taste her lovely love juice, make my darling Trish cum.

My body tensed up as I felt my first orgasm coming. I grabbed Paul and kissed him deeply, OH FUCK I SHOUTED IM CCCUUUUMMMMMMIIIINNNNNNGGGGG.

 Paul just held me as Brutus continued to lick me. I pushed Brutus away and got on my hands and knees in between Pauls legs.  Taking his cock into my mouth I sank my head all the way down, feeling his cock in the back of my throat, licking it, tasting his precum.  Brutus came up behind me, and I felt his tongue once again on my cunt, I opened my legs to give him better access.

  I pumped my mouth up and down on Pauls lovely cock, what could be better? I was in sexual heaven, I had the cock of the person that I loved in my mouth, and a lovely long dog tongue was licking out my pussy.  Paul grabbed hold of my head,  yes Trish that's great, I felt his cock pulse and knew he was going to cum, I lifted my mouth up so I could catch his cum.  Paul shouted YYYYYEEEEEESSSS and I felt his cum squirt into my mouth, his cock was twitching in my mouth as he pumped his seeds, I swallowed all I could, but I have never known him to cum as much as this before.

When he had finished, and I had cleaned all of his cum up with my tongue, I gave him another kiss swopping his cum from my mouth to his, so that he tasted it as well.

Paul put his hand between my legs and rubbed my clit, circling it with his finger.  Trish that was so hot, watching Brutus lick your gorgeous pussy.

Brutus was still behind me, licking my arse and Paul's hand, trying to get at my pussy again.  I pulled Pauls hand away from my cunt, and kissed him, saying just watch darling.

I got back on the floor on my knees facing Brutus, he straight away put his nose between my legs and licked my pussy again.  I reached under his stomach, and gently got hold of his cock, it was already partly out of its sheath, and it wasn't long before I could see all of it.

I was shocked, his cock must have been nine inches long up to the knot, and quite fat as well.  Paul has eight inches, and that filled me, so I wasn't sure if I could take all of Brutus; cock.

Paul said do you like his cock Trish, would you like that big cock in your pussy, yes oh yes I want that cock, I want you to see me fucked by Brutus. 

Paul got down on the floor with me, and taking my head between his hands kissed me passionately, and said I want to see Brutus fuck you, so much darling.

Paul pulled Brutus away from my pussy, and I turned round so my arse was facing Brutus.
I turned round and saw Paul putting his socks on Brutus's front feet.  Paul then lifted Brutus up, and put a paw either side of my body, Paul got hold of Brutus's cock and worked his hand gently up and down it length.  I felt Brutus start to hump, and he moved his body nearer to me.

His cock was hitting my arse cheeks.  And Paul opened my legs a bit more, his cock hit the side of my pussy, I screamed with frustration, I wanted that cock in me so bad.  I was like an animal, all I could think about was being fucked by that big dog cock, my whole body was covered in sweat.  And when I rubbed my tits they felt all slippery in my hands.

HELP HIM PAUL I shouted GET THAT COCK IN MY CUNT Brutus gave a couple more jabs, and then Paul said, do you want his cock Trish? Do you want Brutus to fuck you like a bitch.  YES YES FUCK YOU HELP HIM, Paul must have guided it, because I felt the tip of his cock enter my pussy.  I screamed with pleasure, oohhh yes that it fuck me Brutus fuck me.

 My pussy stretched as his massive cock entered me.  My body shook and I moaned ooooiiimmmmccccuummmmiinnngggg, Brutus was ramming his big cock in me really hard, and his legs where gripping me tightly round my waist. The feelings I was getting as his big cock stretched my pussy are indescribable, all I know is that I just kept cumming on his cock.

Paul came round in front of me, and sitting down, he put his cock in front of me.  I straight away took it in my mouth.  I was out of this world all I wanted was sexual pleasure, I was an animal, Brutus was really fucking me hard and fast, I could feel his fur rubbing on my back, and his back feet where scratching the back of my legs as he scrabbled to get a better grip, to push more of his beautiful big cock into my pussy.

Paul was rubbing my back, and pushing my head further onto his hard cock, as he watched the woman he loved being fucked by his dog.  Trish I love you he said, your gorgeous, its so hot watching Brutus fuck you.

His cock twitched, and again he filled my mouth with his cum, I drank it all down, tasting it before it slid down my throat.

My body was trembling and shaking, and if I wasn't on my knees I would have fell over.  I seemed to be cumming all the while, and Brutus was still pounding his big cock into me.  I could feel his paws scratching my legs, but the pain only seemed to heighten my pleasure.

I didn't take Pauls cock out of my mouth, I kept licking and sucking it, it never went really limp, and I soon felt the blood rushing to it as it once again became hard.            

My pussy was being stretched even more as Brutus tried to get his knot into me, I didn't think it would go in, but I wanted it, I craved that knot, I wanted to feel it inside me.  So like I do with Pip, I pushed back onto Brutus as he rammed his cock forwards, my pussy was stretching as his knot tried to enter, yes I could feel the pain, but I was possessed with animal lust.

A couple of times he tried and failed, but he gave a extra hard shove, and I pushed back, and the lips of my pussy opened up enough for it to go in.  There was a sharp pain as I was stretched to the limit, but as it went in and my lips closed around it all I could feel was the joy and pleasure of having my pussy filled.

Brutus still kept fucking me, but not as hard, his knot like Pips was rubbing against my g-spot, sending wave after wave of intense sexual pleasure though my whole body.

The whole time that this was going on, Paul had been whispering words of encouragement to me, that's it Trish take his cock, let him fuck you, oh baby your so hot, I love you so much, that's it push babe take his knot, be his bitch.

I was a wreck by now, my whole body was trembling, I was covered in sweat, and I was moaning and groaning as I sucked on Pauls cock.

Brutus's cock seemed to grow even more, and he stopped moving, he let out a loud yelp, and I felt his hot cum flood into my womb, he seemed to cum for ages, and I felt some of his cum escape from my pussy and run down my legs.

I just laid there completely exhausted, my body still shaking, and Pauls cock still in my mouth.  It felt really good, Paul pushed my head down harder on his cock and fucked my mouth as he came again.

Paul got hold of Brutus to stop him pulling out and hurting me, but it wasn't long before he softened and with a soft squelch and pop his cock came out of my pussy.

Brutus went into the corner of the room, looking round I was surprised his cock was still out, and I wondered how I had managed to get that massive cock in my tight pussy.

I managed to climb on the sofa into Pauls arms.  He stroked my wet hair, and gently kissed me.  He said I wouldn't have thought you would have done that.  I then confessed what had happened between me and Pip.  I explained that I didn't know how to tell him, so I thought I would show him.

He lowered his head and gave me a long slow loving kiss.  Not a sexual one, a kiss of love, which meant more than any kiss given in lust.

This happened quite a while ago, and Paul and I are still together, we still let Brutus fuck me sometimes.  But we still enjoy loving sex as well.  It has seemed to bring us closer together, and we have a deeper understanding of each others needs.

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Gabby and I both went to the local community college and remained close friends.  Though by this time I think she knew I had a thing for her, she never said anything to me about it.  At least it didnt seem to effect our friendship.  She was still with her boyfriend and I did my own thing, so it didnt seem to matter.  I still wanted her badly though.  Our community college was one of the few that actually had dorms for students, and Gabby and I lived in the same one.  We spent lots of time together, including many late nights, when I would enjoy watching her walk around in her modest yet tight-fitting pajamas with no underwear.  More than once I stared at her erect nipples protruding proudly from beneath her t-shirt; she definitely witnessed my involuntary reaction on several occasions, as my hard cock made a rather obvious tent in my basketball shorts that i did little to hide.  

And so it went for most of freshman and sophomore year.  Gabby and I remained close, spending many days together and more than a few nights either together in person or on the phone.  One night, during a phone conversation that continued late into the night, Gabby and I were discussing Star Wars, which we had seen together with a group of friends several days before.  Gabby had gotten dragged into going by her boyfriend and had little interest in the flick.  I wanted to see the movie, so I tagged along.  Anyway, Gabby told me on the phone that she barely paid attention to the movie at all and actually had her eyes closed for most of the time.  

"Were you sleeping?" I asked.  "No, just focused on other things," she replied.  

This piqued my interest, mostly because it wasnt like her to hide the ball.  "What other things?"  Silence, though I could hear her breathing softly into the phone.  "What other things were you thinking about?" I repeated.  "Noth-, uhh, nothing," she sputtered.  

I normally would have let it go at that, but something seemed strange.  I could hear through the phone that Gabby's breathing was getting heavy, almost as if she were sleeping, but she clearly was not.  And now she seemed to struggle to get out even a few words.  "It doesnt sound like nothing.  Why were you so distracted?"  Silence.  I waited, and then she finally answered, "Because I had my eyes closed and was playing with myself in the dark."

My mind started racing.  I could tell that she was getting herself off on the phone right then and there.  I wanted to hear more, but I thought she might be nervous and I did NOT want to fuck this up by pushing too hard.  "What were you thinking about?"  "You," she confessed, and as I reached down to rub my stiffening cock I pressed further, "What about me?"  "Isn't it obvious?" she replied.  

It was, but I couldn't let it go at that.  I had to make a decision.  I could let this go and see where she would take this conversation or I could try to push it myself.  My rock hard cock, which I was now fully but slowly stroking, made the decision for me.       

"I think so, but I want to hear you say it."  With that, I started breathing a little bit heavier to let her know that two can play the poorly hidden phone sex game.  "Why?" she coquettishly asked.  I let out a soft moan into the phone and stated the obvious, "Because I want to hear you say it."

And then she began.  "I was thinking about a couple of nights ago, when you left my room and gave me a hug goodbye.  I was thinking about how hard you were and how good it felt when you pressed it right up against me.  Did you notice that I held your hug for a little bit?  I wanted to feel you for a little longer."  

"Yeah, I noticed, but didnt know what to make of it," I lied.  I hadnt noticed anything, but wasnt about to say so.  "Is that all you were thinking about?" I asked as I slowly exhaled into the phone, "A hug?"

"Well, I was thinking about what could have come after," Gabby purred.  By this point, we both had clearly decided to take our time and enjoy every minute of this moment, knowing that it might change everything, but just not caring at all.  "What could have come after?"

"Well,....I was thinking about how I should have kept holding on to you and pulled you back into my room.  I should have reached down and started to fondle you through your pants, stroking you slowly, making sure to play with the head, as I looked up into your eyes."

"And then what?"

"Well..." she had a tendency to start every sentence this way, and each time there was a longer pause before she would continue the story.  I could tell she was thinking about it, then rubbing her clit, and then filling me in on her thoughts.  "We would kiss slowly, tentatively at first, but then you would take control and start passionately kissing me.  Your hands would start exploring, softly and gently like the way you give massages, my neck, then my back, and finally reaching down under my pajamas to cup my ass and bring it in towards you."

"Mmm....I know you know how much I love your tight ass and how hard it makes my cock.  What happens next?"

"Well.....you keep your hands under my pajamas and slowly pull them down towards the floor, bending down in the process, until your eyes are level with my waist.  I spread my legs just a little bit to give you a better look and you see that I am already starting to get wet."

"How much hair do you have on your pussy?"

"Almost none.  I trim it regularly."

"And are you wet right now?"

"Um....yeah.  Very."

"What are you doing?"

"Well....I am doing the same thing I was in the theater."  Thankfully, without my prodding, she went on.  "I am laying in bed rubbing my clit and thinking about you."

"Good.  And I am laying in bed rubbing the length of my cock thinking about you.  This isnt the first time that I have jerked off while thinking of you, by the way," I confessed, taking a big risk.  "You dont know how hard I cum when I think of you."

"Mmm....good.  And now you are going to hear me cum soon.  I cant stop thinking about you and how I would have gently pushed your head into my pussy.  And how you would have started to taste me slowly and gently, lightly blowing on my clit at first, then softly licking it with your tongue as I begged you to move faster.  Finally you do and when you insert your tongue all the way into me I cum for the first time."

Hearing the girl I have dreamt about for years getting herself off at the thought of me tasting her pussy is incredibly erotic and now I have to work hard not to slip over the edge.  I dont want to cum too quickly.  I want to cum with her, so hopefully we do this and more next time.

"What are you wearing right now?" I ask.  I want to get both scenes in my head.

"One of my red silk Victoria's Secret nighties and I just pulled down one of the shoulder straps so that I can play with my nipples with one hand and my clit with the other."  I think she's lying about what she's wearing--though she had a ton of sexy lingerie from Victoria's Secret, she rarely wore it for no reason--but she's doing it for my benefit, so I roll with it.

"Oh Gabby, Im picturing you laying in bed right now and I want to go to your room so badly."  I figured it was worth a shot, but when I got no affirmative response I quickly moved on.  "What happens next?"

"I pull you up from your knees and sit you down on my bed.  I kneel down in front of the bed and start to run my hands up your legs, under your shorts, until I finally reach you.  You throb in my hands.  You're so warm and hard, and I wrap one hand around you while I try to pull your shorts down with the other.  It takes a while to get the elastic over you, but I am finally rewarded when it springs out in front of me, pointed right at me.  I look up into your eyes while I bring my head down below your waist and slowly lick your smooth underside while using my other hand to stimulate you."

She refused to use the word "cock" or "dick" or "balls" and I really wanted her to.  "What are you licking?"

She pauses, but I'm not worried.  Her breathing is so heavy by now I know she wont turn back.  "I'm slowly licking the underside of your dick from top to bottom and then running my tongue around the head.  I do this a couple of times very very slowly, teasing you, until you beg me to take it all in my mouth.  Finally, I do.  I start sucking your dick, taking as much in as I can, while I caress your balls."

"Oh my god Gabby, I want to fuck you so bad.  Please keep going.  I want to cum.  And I want to hear you cum too."

"I keep sucking your dick.  Changing speeds and motions, until I feel like you might cum.  I dont want you to.  I want to save that for later.  So I slowly stand up and lay you flat on your back as I climb onto the bed and on top of you.  I mount you, place the head of your dick at my entrance and then slowly descend until you fill me completely."

"And how does it feel?"

"I have dreamt of this for such a long time and I start cumming again as soon as you enter me and my clit makes contact with your body.  My walls clench against your cock and I can see you straining not to cum.  Thankfully, you succeed and I lean down to give you a kiss and then stay low to your body so that you can lift up my shirt and play with my breasts."   

"Are you playing with your tits now?"

"Yeah.  My nipples are really hard and I'm imagining you slowly licking them and then nibbling on them just enough to hurt a little.  I am sweating right now and I am soaking wet."

"Put two fingers inside your pussy and pretend its my cock."

"Oh Jason, that feels so good.  Im thinking about the rhythm we start building up, and the sounds our bodies make coming together, and how good our sex smells.  I turn myself around into a reverse cowgirl so you can see my ass bounce up and down on your dick.  And I use my hands to stroke your balls, bringing you closer."

"Gabby, are you close to cumming?  I want to cum with you.  I want to hear your pussy explode."

"Yea...I'm almost there.  I am hurling myself up and down your cock.  I want you to cum inside me so bad.  Suddenly you turn me around again and sit up so that we are eye to eye with each other, with me on top of your legs.  I lean one arm back and start thrusting myself up and down on your cock.  My breasts are bouncing up and down.  I see your eyes start to flutter and you tell me your about to cum.  I beg you to cum inside me and then you take my hips and force me up and down two more times and then plant me down hard on your dick.  I feel you start twitching and you pull me close to your chest.  My pussy clenches hard again and I start to cum, just as you start to shoot deep inside me.  You start screaming my name and. . ."

I cant take it any more.  "Gabby I'm going to cum!  I want you so bad!!"

"Jason, please fuck me!  Oh my god, Im so sweaty and wet.  Please fuck me!  FUCK ME!! FUCK ME!!!"

My cock twitches, I close my eyes tight, and my cum starts shooting everywhere.  I can tell by Gabby's screams that she just came too.

I lay there for a while, exhausted, slowly catching my breath.  She does the same, repeatedly commenting on sweaty she is.  I keep imagining her laying in her bed, partially under the covers, naked, and covered in sweat and smelling of her own cum.  

Slowly it dawns on us both that, for better or worse, everything just changed.

Aaron, lying on Carly’s bed naked under her sheets, moaned uncontrollably as he pressed his hands into the sides of his forehead trying to hold the pressure from bursting his head open.  Carly ran through the doorway naked with a glass of water and the pills.  She put the water on the floor by the bed and going as fast as she could, she tremblingly tried and succeeded in opening the medicine bottle cap and tipped a pill into the palm of her hand.  She tipped Aaron’s writhing body onto its back and propped his head up as she pushed the pill between his lips and picked up the glass of water.  She begged him to swallow as she began pouring water onto his mouth.  Aaron slowly opened his mouth and took the liquid in.  Carly pulled the cup from him, setting it back on the floor and climbed her nude nimble form onto the bed to straddle his body. 

“Just wait a little bit longer,” she said to him, her arms wrapped around his neck and the side of her face pressing against the side of his, “the pain will go away soon.” 

Tears running down his face, Aaron moaned in agonizing pain.  Carly held him wishing she could do something, anything to make his pain go away faster.  She lifted her head to kiss Aaron when she looked over, alerted by something in the corner of her eye.  She looked into the doorway seeing Megan, teary eyed, standing tense in fear as she watched Aaron flinching in pain.

Last night had been the most amazing night in Carly’s young life.  She just lost her virginity to the guy she never wanted to leave.  But she just woke up after Aaron accidently bumped her, seeing him trying to suffocate himself in her pillow.

 Not knowing what he was doing, she pried the pillow from him to meet him face to face, seeing his blood red face covered with smeared tears as he cried softly to her, “It hurts too much.” 

Carly laid on top of him for what seemed like hours.  In reality, about half an hour passed and she felt Aaron’s cock slowly grow hard under her hips.  She looked at his tired and still blood red face. 

“It’s not my fault,” he defended himself, just able to block any visible signs of the lingering pain, “you’re mom said that the medicine would have ‘other’ effects that I didn’t have to let her know about when she asked me if I felt uncomfortable or scared about using it anymore before she left.“  Carly looked onto his eyes a little nervously.

“But the pills had nothing to do with last night,” Aaron reassured her, “I made the decisions then.”  His face twitched a bit in a small sting of pain.  Thinking back to what he had just put her through, and wanting to take her mind off what just happened, he almost jokingly said, “I’m so incredibly hungry.”

Carly smiled and pushed herself up telling him she would fix them all some food.  Not quite knowing how he had just cheered her up a little after how worried and scared he made her, she looked back at him while putting her robe on and asked him to talk to Megan.  She had looked a little shaken up by what just happened too.  After she left, Aaron got up shrugging off the small fissures of pain sprouting every so often and put the clothes he so shortly wore last night on. 

Megan looked up from her pillow hearing Aaron entering her room.  Aaron sat down next to her. 

“Alright, then I’ll lay down with you,” he said lightheartedly seeing her not budge from where she was.  He laid down on his stomach on her bed parallel to her and twisted his neck to stare directly into her eyes. 

“I feel great,” Aaron said quietly to her. 

“That’s just because you’re on drugs,” she retaliated, “drug’s make you feel lies.”

“These drugs just help, they just make me feel like myself” he said.

“But you’re not yourself,  your hurting and on TV, I saw someone hurting like you,” she started, tears reforming around her eyes, “and they, they didn’t get better, they were like you and took drugs to make themselves better and sleep lots,” she choked out and paused, “but the drugs just lied, and they stopped waking up.”

“TV lies,” Aaron strongly defended, “they just show that stuff because they think it’s cool, the real world has doctors,” he continued.  “I’m going to the doctor’s later this week with your dad, he’ll make sure nothing happens to me,” he pushed, “I know you trust him, trust him to protect me like he does to you.  I’ve got lots of money too from my parents insurance, if anything is wrong with me, they’ll get the best doctors in the world to fix me.  But there’s nothing wrong with me, I’m just a kid like you, and kids are always healthier than grownups.”  A moment of silence befell the room.

“You promise,” Megan whimpered, staring Aaron straight in the eyes.

“I promise,” Aaron said boldly.  He then pushed his lips to hers, kissing her for a few seconds, then pulled back.

“What was that for,” she asked slightly happier.

“I just thought that since it made you so happy last night, that you might want some now when you’re so sad for a television set,” he joked.

“I’m not sad for the television set,” she joked back and pushed her mouth to his.  “So how was last night with my sister?” she asked with a smile after pulling back.

Carly pulled the waffles from the waffle iron and ran to the door in her robe.  She opened the door and looked up to her neighbor. 

“Just doing my morning check before I head off to work,” her neighbor said taking in the scent of freshly prepared waffles.

Carly, feeling a little embarrassed sensing her entirely naked body on the inside of her loose fitting puffy cotton robe, looked up to her reassuring that everything was under control.

“Well, I can smell that,” she said smiling.  “If you need anything from the grocery, I’m going tomorrow, so just let me know by then.”  She bid ado and walked back to her own house.

Carly closed the door feeling confused about whether she should have mentioned Aaron’s worsening condition.  She pushed it off quickly as she decided it was too late then and she would just call her mom later on.  She hurried back into the kitchen, checked the oven timer again to make sure it was indeed counting down, and went back to the waffles.  She decided after this morning that she would give Aaron his pill in regular intervals so he wouldn’t feel the recoil of losing the medicine in his system. 

Megan, sticking her small tongue down Aaron’s mouth pushed her night pants down revealing her bare butt as she straddled him.  She didn’t even bother putting on underwear this morning as she had just expected to go straight downstairs for some food before a shower but was interrupted by the scene in Carly’s room.  With the bungee strap just below her vagina as she ground herself against his cock, she pulled Aaron’s hand up and pressed it against her butt cheek.  She fumbled with his hand until the tip of his fingers rubbed the tiniest little hole between the two perky bulges of meat resting above each small leg.  She moaned at the touch hinting Aaron further and let his hand loose.  Aaron, fighting Megan’s thirteen year old tongue, began caressing her butt hole. 

“I watched you last night,” Megan cried in pleasure breaking from his lips momentarily, “I watched Carly as you went in her and how great she felt with her pain and pleasure.  I want that again.”

“Again?” Aaron tried saying as she pushed her tongue back down his throat.  Aaron thought that TV could also be blamed for her over sexual experimentation. 

Megan felt overwhelming emotions toward Aaron, as he held her in his warm firm arms, how he never did anything to hurt her, and how he would do anything to please her.  She felt that he was the perfect guy.  She remembered Aaron touch her butt hole last night and thought that if she wanted to steel more attention from Carly, she would have to please Aaron more then she could.  She didn’t want to hurt sister or steel him from her, she just wanted him to like her more than Carly.  She wanted to feel what it would be like to sleep and wake up with him, so warm and protective, holding her tight in his body, kissing her as she opened her eyes. 

“Do you want to put your penis in my butt,” she said kitten like after pulling away from him, “You said you would never lie to me.” 

“I do,” he said hesitantly resisting, “but that’ll hurt you and I can’t do that.”

“I heard about it before and it hurts at first but nothing permanent,” she said pleadingly.  “I want to hurt like Carly did last night, it looked so intense,” she begged, before a momentary pause of silence in the room.

“If you put it there,” Aaron said to her, “I won’t stop you.”

She smiled big, got off of him and the bed, and ran to the door to close and lock it so they wouldn’t be interrupted.  As she closed the door, she heard Carly greeting their neighbor.  She ran back to the bed, dropped her pants to the floor, walked out of them, and began unzipping Aaron’s pant’s. 

She pulled them from his legs and started tugging on his shirt.  Once she got that off she ripped her own shirt over her head.  She wanted to pleasure Aaron as much as possible before Carly interfered, with her food.  She knew how much guys liked food, but she knew that this would also dampened the effects of her food as he thought about her and what just happened. 

She climbed on top of Aaron, pressing her wet slit against his stomach as she backed into position.  With her knees out before her as she backed up spreading her tiny butt cheeks to their limits, she felt the head of his dick press against her vagina.  She reached back and lifted it up, angling it and pushed back a bit more to rest it against her butt hole.

“Can you help push me down onto it, please?” she asked, “not hard, just move it in slowly.”

Aaron put his hands to her hips and began applying pressure.  Aaron could not believe what was happening to the head of his dick.  His skin pushed back farther then he thought possible from the sheer force and resistance from the tiniest of openings in the little girl’s body. 

“Push harder,” Megan said squishing her facial muscles together. 

Aaron pressed harder feeling her tiny little butt hole stretch slightly as his penis pressed ever harder against it between her pulled taut butt cheeks.  Megan pushed the muscles in her butt like she was trying to use the bathroom which then opened her butt hole more and suddenly with the force already applied, let his penis rip into her body.  She moaned in pain as his penis stretched her hole farther then she had imagined it would.  Aaron stopped pushing, seeing tears drip from the corners of her eyes.  Megan knew she wouldn’t have much time before Carly would interrupt and not wanting to convince Aaron even more, pressing her hands against his shoulders, she continued pushing his penis into her. 

Feeling her tiny butt hole spread so wide around his cock, Aaron began feeling more pleasure from it.  And he did nothing to stop, being reassured by her relentless non-stop actions to press forward.  Slowly she pushed onto his shoulders, moaning and crying in pain as the length of his penis entered her body.  Finally she fit the whole thing in her and stopped to relax.  Aaron moved his hand down to her drying vagina and began rubbing the lips with three fingers. 

Megan looked down feeling it and tried smiling past her pain.  Aaron continued, shoving a finger into her vagina.  This time she didn’t have to fight a smile past the pain. 

Aaron could feel the flesh and muscles inside her tight butt massaging his penis as they tried pushing it out of her, thinking it was body wastes.  Then the two heard Carly call upstairs to them that breakfast was just about ready. 

Megan trying to ignore the pain in her lower body, pulled up, freeing the majority of Aaron’s penis and then pushed it back in her.  Aaron moaned from pleasure as he pulled his hand from her vagina.

“Just think about humping my pubic hair,” he suggested seeing a tinge of pleasure in her face as her bare vagina set on top and rubbed against his pubes.  With her knees still beside his chest spreading her butt cheeks to their tightest, she followed his instructions and tried only focusing on his pubic hair rubbing and pleasing her vagina.  Shortly, the pain in her butt hole merged into the pleasure of her ever wettening vagina.  She began pumping her butt, still slow and steady, but a bit harder and faster into Aaron’s penis as she longed for more pleasure on her vagina.  She was now just starting feeling the pleasure of her butt hole being penetrated and her intestines being stretched from Aaron’s throbbingly hard penis.  She felt like a pipe was being shoved up her butt as she was masturbating and she couldn’t believe the pleasure that kept growing in her.  Both their bodies, oozing in sweat pounded each other as they both neared climax. 

“Oh my gosh, I’m going to…” Megan cried out, “Oooh!”  Liquid began spilling from Megan’s tiny teen vagina onto Aaron’s pubic hair.  Aaron feeling himself about to climax didn’t want to cum alone and shot his hand down to her vagina slipping his index finger into her soaking slit, found her nub and rapidly began rubbing it. 

Megan tensed her body feeling unbelievably pleasured and pushed her body up tightening the grip of her butt on Aaron’s shaft.  Megan slipped her body down over the length of his penis once more before Aaron began pushing his hips up into her bottom, pumping and covering the inside of her butt hole in his cum.

Megan cried in ecstasy as her nub shot her body into another orgasm onto Aaron’s hips as Aaron simultaneously shot his juices into her butt.  She felt his hot liquid splash into her body as her hot liquid splashed onto his and tensed her butt cheeks even more gripping his cock even tighter as the hot wet intestines inside of her kept trying to press his cock out of her.  All while just an inch away, Aaron could feel the spasming of her vaginal muscles as she reached and passed through her second orgasm. 

The two squeezed each other tightly as they each had their orgasms on top each other.  Megan’s wet body quivered on Aaron’s wet tense body as his penis spewed his cum from its lodged position in her butt.  Megan’s girl cum poored over Aaron’s hips from the tiny slit between her legs.  The two squeezed harder and harder as the climax grew almost out of control shortly before their two naked throbbing bodies slowly calmed down a top each other.

Megan came back from her high and looked down to Aaron’s sweating tired body.  Aaron rubbed his hands up the sides of her stomach tingling her.  She slowly pushed up with her worn down legs, pulling his penis from her butt hole. 

“Do you love me?” she asked.

“Of course I do,” Aaron replied a bit confused, “I’d love you no matter what.”

Wanting to lie down on Aaron and just be held by him and talk with him for hours, Megan pushed herself from him and forced herself to leave him to take a quick shower before Carly came up to see what the holdup was.

----- End --

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There were things in this lake even he was wary of.  

 

He came to the edge of the dock and inhaled the night air deeply, expanding his massive chest. Except for the water lapping at the dock, all was quiet. Few animals ever snuck out of the woods to drink or hunt here, and those that braved the lake only did so out of desperation.  And the people that built the camp where he lived, and this dock; they all disappeared long ago.

 

Another human hadn’t willingly stepped in these still woods in years.

 

A sharp, gore-stained hunting knife glittered in his free hand. More drying blood covered his naked body from head to toe. The faint smell of the blood and the dead meat he carried would attract those that lived in the lake, driving them into a blood-frenzy; but that was expected. The man was not afraid or overly concerned; he had made the offering many times before.

 

The scars covering his body would protect him with their magic, for a time. Not long, but time enough to finish his grisly chore, and keep the nameless things he served appeased for yet another day.

 

The splash came again, but louder, and now joined by another, and yet another, jarring the man from his reverie. He shook himself from the daze and reversed the knife in his grip, then bent over the body and stabbed the blade deep into the dead girls’ cold, mutilated flesh.

 

Her glazed eyes seemed to stare up at him, pleading. Vexed, he cut the eyes out of their sockets and threw them into the water for the waiting, hungry things to fight over. Then he gutted the body like a fish, working slowly and methodically, hacking off thick chunks of the pale flesh and tossing the offal into the water.

 

Instantly, the mirror surface around the dock turned into a frothing, churning mass of gnashing fangs.

 

The whorls of scar tissue covering his hairless body glowed red, then white-hot as the things fed. He whistled to himself while he finished his grisly chore, finally filling the corpses’ empty belly with heavy stones, and tossing the remains into the lake.

 

He watched her sink in a bloody cloud. He knew that even the bones would be gone by morning.

 

The man wiped sweat and blood from his eyes and started back to camp. The work had aroused him. The moon was still bright, calling him, and he still had two more pretty toys to play with before eventually, they too would find their ultimate fate at the water’s edge.

  

***

 

            “There’s a rest stop up ahead.”

 

            Mary’s husband Gus pointed at the faded, bullet-pocked green road sign as they passed.

 

            “Half a mile.” He turned to her and stretched, scratching at what was left of his wispy-grey hair. “Up for a break?”

 

            “I sure am.”

 

            Mary rubbed her tired, drooping eyes with the heel of her hand, trying to wipe away the scratchy, itchy-burning sensation that felt like sandpaper under her eyelids. It didn’t help. Hadn’t for hours, really. She was half-asleep, driving by instinct. Only Gus’s rip-saw snores from the passenger seat had kept her awake these last several miles. He’d finally mumbled something incoherent about pumpkins and woke up when she rolled down her window to get some fresh air.

 

            It was dusk; the purple streaks from the sunset were fading black, and the thick growth of trees lining the steep embankment blotted out what was left of the sunlight. She inhaled the cool night breeze blowing through the car and smelled the moist air from the creek running along the bottom of the hillside to their right.

 

They were on their way back North to Seattle from California, after a two-week visit with their daughter Jenny and her family. They loved the kids dearly, but after two weeks of hyper, sugar-fueled grandchildren; the non-stop, go-go-go to every theme park, marina, and beach in the state, as well as all of the other things they had cram in on the visit…

 

Mary knew they were finally getting old. Maybe they didn’t need the bifocal reading glasses yet (well, not her, anyway. Gus had his reading glasses stuck on top of his head and was rubbing the sore-looking red welts at the bridge of his nose), but they were both definitely on the cusp, on the slow downhill slide after fifty. And after two weeks away, they were both flat-out exhausted and perfectly glad to be getting home.

 

And to top it off, as if someone had to prove the point, just as they were crossing the border into Oregon, Mary took a wrong turn. They’d wound up winding through the mountains instead of going the easy way, straight up I-5. They just laughed when they finally figured out what happened. Not too big of a deal – they were still heading in generally the right direction, and the drive was nice and scenic.

 

Mary smiled at the memory of her grandkids as Gus pointed out the entrance to the rest stop. Gus grinned back at her with his own crooked smile; the very same one that had charmed her so when they met, way back in college. The only difference being that now, when Gus smiled at her, his face wrinkled up like a prune.

 

            Good Lord, she realized. We’re already old farts...

 

            “Penny for your thoughts?”

 

            He reached over the cup-holder and patted her hand. She looked down and was happy to note that the skin on her arms and the backs of her hands was still smooth and soft, tanned an even nut-brown from lying by the pool in Jenny’s backyard. No age spots yet.

 

            “Just wondering: why is it that I’m always more tired when we get back from a vacation than I was before we left?”

 

            Gus laughed. “Nobody ever said vacations were relaxing.”

 

            Mary giggled and pulled into an open space not far from an old brick bathroom and stopped the car next to a new, reflective sign set into the curb that listed the rules of the rest stop: No skateboarding, No overnight camping, No alcohol. All animals must be leashed. Above the sign was a map showing the layout of the area. The parking lot was shaped like a U, with another, larger parking strip hidden behind, back through the trees, past the day park and picnic tables.

 

            She turned off the ignition, sank back in the leather seat and sighed. Except for their car and a large 18-wheeler idling near the exit, the rest area was empty. Not a lot of traffic followed this route anymore. When the last of the sunlight faded away, automatic lights ticked on, illuminating the bathrooms and the parking strip. They opened the car doors and stepped out into the night air.

 

            “Oh, that’s better,” Gus groaned with relief and knuckled the small of his back.

 

            Suddenly, Mary’s bladder was near to bursting. All the coffee she’d sipped during the drive was ready to gush down her legs if she didn’t get to a toilet, fast.

 

            “I’ll be right back,” she said over her shoulder.

 

            “H’okay. I’ll just mosey around out here a bit.”

 

            The restroom was gloomy and dark and stank of old urine. Years worth of graffiti and old, brown cobwebs defaced the brick, the mirrors above the chipped sinks were just broken frames, and most of the lights were either flickering or out altogether. Moths and gnats swirled around the one steady bulb encased in a protective mesh above the door.

 

            Mary wrinkled her little nose. How quaint, she grimaced. It’s worse than going camping and having to poop out in the dirt.

 

None of the stalls had doors, two of the toilets had overflowed, and all of them faced the open doorway leading out to the parking lot.

 

            Eww. Yuck, yuck, yuck. Mary sighed and checked the last stall.

 

To her amazement, it was relatively clean and almost seemed in good repair. At least there wasn’t a pool of smelly brown water that she’d have to wade through in order to do her business, like the others. There were even a few scraps of rough brown toilet paper left on the roll. On the off-chance her luck would hold up, Mary checked, but there were no paper seat covers left in the dispenser. Not that it really mattered anyway. What was left of the lid to the toilet was cracked and chipped, and half of it was torn away.

 

            Oh well, she thought, pulling the hem of her light summer dress up to her hips. Beggars can’t be choosers.

 

            She pulled down her panties, and holding her dress up with one hand, squatted; awkwardly bracing herself by holding onto the paper dispenser and trying to lean over the bowl without actually touching it with her butt. And of course, she managed to lose her balance and almost fall in.

 

            Mary caught herself before there was any damage, and rolled her eyes.

 

            If Gus could see me now, I’d never hear the end of it.

 

She balanced on the lip of the cold, slimy bowl and sighed as the aching pressure in her bladder eased. While she pee’d, a toilet in the men’s room flushed, and she heard water running through the old pipes in the wall behind her.

 

Someone whistled and a long shadow slipped past outside, pausing at the open doorway. Mary closed her eyes and folded her dress over her knees, hoping no one would peek through the door while she tinkled. Anyone walking by the restroom door right then would get an eye-full, and the glare from the outside lights blinded her to anyone who might be watching.

 

            The whistling continued outside, and there was the click of a lighter, and a quick flash of light. Mary sniffed, smelled cigarette smoke. Then she heard heavy footsteps on the cement walkway, receding away from the restrooms towards the back parking lot.

 

Mary wiped quickly with the remaining bits of toilet paper and flushed. A few minutes later she walked briskly back to the car, shaking cold water from her hands. Gus was waving at the truck driver, who honked back and pulled the noisy rig out onto the old highway.

 

            She glanced around, feeling strangely uncomfortable, like she was being watched. But the lot was completely deserted now, other than Gus, who scratched his bald head as she approached.

 

            Leave it to Gus to make a friend out here in the middle of nowhere. I wish I could do that.

 

Mary smiled at her husband, attributing the feeling to coffee jitters and the long drive. She nodded at the truck as it melted into the darkness. “New buddy?”

 

            “That was a fella named Max. Max Davidson. Used to work at the railroad with old Elmer Cole, back when I was stationed in Tacoma. Small world, huh?” He grinned at her over the roof of the car. “Ready to get moving?”

 

            “Yep. Did you take a potty-break?”

 

            “Potty-break?” Gus laughed out loud. “Hon, you’ve been around the grandkids too long.”

 

            She laughed too, and unlocked the car. Gus looked concerned as she fumbled with the keys.

 

            “You want me to drive for a spell?”

 

            “I think I’m okay.”

 

            “Okey-dokey. I’ll keep the coffee coming just in case.”

 

            “Good. I knew there was a reason I kept you around all these years.”

 

            They laughed together and buckled in. Mary turned the key in the ignition and they eased back onto the highway. In the rearview mirror, Mary noticed another pair of headlights flicker on and follow them out of the parking lot. Barely a mile down the road, she heard the siren wailing. Blue and red lights suddenly spun in the rearview-mirror and headlights flashed, making her squint with the glare.

 

            “Oh, no.”

 

            “What?” Gus turned around in his seat to look.

 

            “The police, or a sheriff, or whatever. We’re getting pulled over.”

 

            “That’d be the state police, I think. Well, that’s a damn fine thing. What’d we do? Make an illegal turn?”

 

            “I don’t know.”

 

            Mary eased to a stop on the lip of the road. Gravel crunched under the car’s tires, and she set the parking break. Next to Gus on the passenger side of the car was a sheer drop; easily a hundred feet straight down to the creek gurgling in the darkness below.

 

The other vehicle pulled up about twenty yards behind them, and a bright spotlight illuminated the interior of their car, blinding them both.

 

            “What the hell...”

 

            Gus lurched back down in his seat, blinking spots out of his eyes. Mary jumped as someone smacked the butt-end of a flashlight on her window. She groped blindly until she found the switch and rolled it down. She squinted, peering out at the huge, tall man standing next to her. She held up a hand to shield her eyes from the glare of the spotlight, but he snapped on the flashlight and Mary found herself blinking again, unable to see anything but the vague outline of his face behind a pair of dark glasses.

 

            “Can I help you officer?”

 

            She was greeted with stony silence as the officer played the flashlight over Gus and the front seat, then the back of the car.

 

            “Turn off the car and take the key out of the ignition, please. License and registration, ma’am.”

 

            “Um, okay. Let me find it...” Mary turned the key in the ignition. She dropped the key-ring in a cupholder and flipped down the sun-visor. “May I ask what the trouble is...?”

 

            The flashlight snapped back to her, and then to Gus, who was rooting around in the glove compartment. “Sir, keep your hands on the dashboard, please.”

 

            “Oh, sure. Sorry, but I thought we stuck the new registration in here...”

 

            “Just keep them where I can see them.”

 

            Gus looked at Mary, who shrugged. She found the paperwork and handed everything to the officer through the window. He snatched them from her and the light danced back and forth, from her face to her license and back. The officer grunted.

 

            “Stay in the vehicle. I need to…call this in.”

 

            He spun on his heel and stomped back to his car.

 

            “Gus, what’s going on? What did we do?”

 

            Mary was shaking. Her husband smiled reassuringly.

 

            “It’s probably just a routine stop, hon. Don’t worry. We didn’t do anything. It’ll be fine. I...”

 

            Heavy footsteps crunched outside the Mary’s window.

 

            “Ma’am? Please open the trunk of the vehicle.”

 

            “Wh-what?”

 

            “Pop the trunk please. The back of the car.”

 

            “But...why? I don’t understand.”

 

            “There was a drug bust at a truck stop on Highway 84 about an hour ago. Several vehicles carrying suspects were seen leaving the scene. Witnesses described one vehicle with an older man and a woman driving that match your descriptions, and your license plate number. Now, please pop the trunk.”

 

            “This is absurd! Officer, we haven’t done anything wrong!”

 

            “Ma’am, I won’t ask you again. Pop the trunk. Do it now, or I’ll arrest both of you.”

 

            Gus shook his head, dumbfounded. Mary reached between her legs, found the trunk lever with trembling fingertips, and pulled. The blinding light eased as the trunk opened, and both Gus and Mary sighed with relief. They listened to the officer rooting around in back. The trunk slammed shut a moment later, and they were blinded again.

 

The officer stomped back. He held several small plastic baggies in a gloved hand, all of them full of fluffy white powder. He unholstered his weapon with his free hand.

 

            “What’s this?”

 

            Gus stared open-mouthed, flabbergasted. “B-but...that’s not ours! We didn’t...”

 

            The officer pocketed the baggies and yanked open Mary’s door. He waved at her with the gun. “Ma’am, please step out of the car. Sir, stay right where you are, keep your hands on the dash. Do you understand?”

 

            Gus gulped and nodded. He was shaking as Mary stepped outside. The officer took her roughly by the arm and spun her around.

 

            “Both hands on the car. Right now.”

 

            Mary burst into tears, but bent at the waist and did what she was told. Her feet were kicked wide apart, and then a gloved hand was moving over her body, under her armpits, down her sides, over her hips and back up again. The officer bunched up her skirt and patted between her thighs, ran his hand over her stomach, up to her breasts.

 

            “S-stop it! Please! We didn’t do anything! We...”

 

            Inside the car, Gus watched the officer frisk his wife, watched her cry with shame as he groped her full breasts. He pounded his fists on the dash, feeling totally, completely helpless. The officer yanked Mary’s arms behind her back and handcuffed her, grinning lewdly as he locked the metal bracelets tightly around her wrists.

 

            “Goddammit, you bastard! I don’t care who you are! Leave her alone, or I’ll...”

 

            Gus opened his door and tried to step out, but Mary had parked so close to the cliff his foot dangled out above open air. Vertigo made his head spin as he leaned out over the precipice. Gus jerked back inside and tried to crawl across the seat, but the officer was already there, waiting for him.

 

Gus froze, the cold barrel of the gun pressed hard against his forehead.

 

            “Oh. Oh no.”

 

            Gus blinked once before the officer fired. His head exploded like a ripe melon, splattering blood and brains out the open passenger door and all over the interior of the car. What was left of Gus jerked backwards, then slumped forward into Mary’s seat, blood still spurting from the ragged wound.

 

            Mary screamed and fell to her knees. She crawled through the dirt and the gravel, scraping her knees raw trying to reach her husband.

 

A heavy boot planted itself in the middle of her back and pushed her flat to the ground. Vaguely, as if from far off, she heard someone whistling. Then a strong, gloved hand clamped a smelly rag to face, covering her mouth and nose. Mary screamed again, inhaling putrid fumes, and her world slowly turned black.

 

            The officer grinned and bent into the car, casually pushed the corpse out of his way. He found the keys and stuck them in the ignition, then started the car and braced the gas pedal down with a stick. The engine revved loudly. He put the car in gear and unset the hand-break. The officer calmly lit a cigarette and inhaled deeply, blowing smoke out his nose as the car rolled off the embankment and crashed into the creek below.

 

            He smoked the cigarette down to the filter and tossed the burning embers after the car. Then he picked up the old bitch and threw her lightly over his shoulder. He whistled as he carried her back to his cruiser.

 

            A fireball exploded into the night sky, and the ground shook as he drove away.

 

***

 

            Mary woke up with a pounding headache, handcuffed and gagged in the filthy back seat of a car. Her feet were bound loosely and someone had thrown a dirty blanket over her. The car was moving slowly down an old, unused dirt road.

 

Mary bounced around uncomfortably as they seemed to hit every pothole in the road. The rough jostling had aroused her out of her drugged stupor. She could see stars through the treetops, the moon full and luminous in the clouds above.

 

            Eventually, they stopped.

 

            The officer got out of the car, and Mary listened to him light a cigarette and walk around to the side door. A few moments later the door by her head opened, and she was being dragged out of the backseat as if she weighed no more than a child. The officer set her on her feet and gave her a shove.

 

            “Walk, bitch.”

 

            She tripped over the ropes around her ankles, but managed to stumble forward towards a rotten wood overhang above dilapidated old benches, tables and fire pits. There were a few small A-frame style cabins scattered around the site, their moss-covered roofs caving in.

 

The officer guided her to one of the picnic tables. A small lantern hung from a peg in the wall, illuminating the area for a few feet. He made her walk up to the edge of the table and spun her around.

 

            “Sit down.”

 

            Mary sat on the edge of the rough wood, and he pushed her back onto the table. She shook her head, moaning into the gag.

 

 The officer took a large hunting knife from a sheath at his belt and sliced through the heavy rope binding her ankles. The cigarette dangled from the corner of his lips as he worked, smoke drifting up, obscuring his features. Mary grunted again through her gag and tried to kick at him, but the officer punched her hard in the stomach, knocking the wind out of her.

 

He sneered and brandished his blade, scraping her cheek with the sharp edge.

 

“Try that again, bitch, and I’ll hack of your tits and feed them to you.”

 

Mary gasped and struggled for breath as he tied her securely, spread-eagled to iron rings set into the legs at each side of the table. He tugged at the ropes and grunted with satisfaction. His knees popped loudly as he straightened.

 

“Almost done.” He stabbed the tip of the knife into the table next to her. “Remember – you fuck with me now, and I’ll hurt you, bad. Understand me?”

 

Mary managed to nod, terrified. He took a key ring from his belt then rolled her halfway over and unlocked the handcuffs. The officer stretched her arms above her head and handcuffed her to another ring at the top of the table.

 

            Then he stood back and smiled, blowing cigarette smoke from the side of his mouth. He ran his finger over her face, down her belly. He yanked the knife out of the table and walked over to a rack of tools mounted on the wall.

 

            “So pretty,” he whispered, sheathing the knife. “So pretty.”

 

            He took something from the rack. Mary strained her neck to see, but his broad back blocked her view. Then he flicked his wrist, and the long, supple, barbed tails of a whip slithered in the dirt. He turned to her, raising his arm above his head, and brought it down hard, snapping the whip and raking bloody furrows across her abdomen.

 

            Mary shrieked into the gag, her back arching and her body writhing with the sudden, overwhelming pain.

 

He came back to her and stood between her open legs. He took the knife in hand again, and Mary squeezed her eyes shut and panted as he cut her dress open from the hem of her skirt up past her breasts. The officer gasped with pleasure at her bare flesh, and licked his lips. He ran his hands slowly over her prone body, squeezing and probing.

 

His leather gloves were rough against her soft skin. She cried and whimpered when he prodded at the gashes in her belly.

 

            “So pretty. Now, let’s see those big, old bitch titties...”

 

            He flicked away the cigarette butt and cut through the thin band between the cups of her bra. He gently lay open the soft, lacy material, bent over her and bit her left nipple hard, making her cry out. He moved from one nipple to the other, squeezing her breasts, biting and chewing at her soft flesh. Fresh tears ran down her dirt-streaked face.

 

            “So pretty...”

 

            He unbuttoned the uniform shirt, threw it onto another table, then unbuckled his belt and dropped his pants around his feet. His massive cock stood out from his hairless body, huge and throbbing. It had the same, tiny circles of scars that circled his chest and legs, covering the rest of his body. It looked somehow diseased; deformed and mangled like a gnarled tree limb.

 

Mary whimpered as the knife ripped into her panties. He cut them off and threw them over her face, rubbed the inside of her thighs with the cold, sharp steel of his knife.

 

“You like my knife, don’t you bitch? Can’t take your eyes off it.” He scraped the edge through her soft thatch of pubic hair. “How’d you like me to fuck you with it? Think that’d be nice, if I jab it into that pretty coo of yours?”

 

He poked the tip into her cunt. Mary screamed and jerked in her bonds until she was breathless, but he just laughed and stabbed the knife tip-first into the table. Then he bent and began lapping at her cunt, licking her pussy like a thirsty dog.

 

“Mmmm.” He stood and smacked his lips. “Tasty.”

 

            Mary cried when he pressed the tip of his mammoth shaft into her sopping cunt. He roughly shoved himself inside her with a few hard strokes and fucked her, ignoring her screams. She rocked her body and jerked up and down; trying to dislodge him, but her efforts only excited him more.

 

            “Mmm…” He moaned with pleasure and wrapped his huge hands around her neck. He squeezed until Mary’s vision blurred and he climaxed violently inside her.

 

            The officer twitched once, twice, and then collapsed on top of her, letting his cock shrivel up in her pussy. After some time, he stirred from his stupor, and his hand found the smooth leather grip of his whip.

 

            Time for more fun, he thought, pushing away from her.

 

He cracked the whip and dragged the spiked tails over Mary’s chest, tearing her soft, milky skin, leaving more bloody gashes. She screamed her throat raw as he whipped her again and again. He grinned as her pussy muscles clamped around his cock, kneading him hard.

 

            “So, so pretty.” He whispered. “I just wish we had more time together.”

 

            She bounced and squirmed underneath him, exciting him. His cock was throbbing inside her again. He bent and licked at her bloody cuts.

 

            The whip cracked again.

 

            As the moon set, Mary’s screams faded to hoarse whispers, and eventually, as the morning sun appeared, finally stopped altogether.

 

***

 

            Jessica and April cut out of school early, skipping their last period class, and took the bus to the mall. Their new, eight-grade motto was simple: why sit and listen to stupid, boring teachers with a bunch of zit-faced dorks, when you can hang out at the food court at the mall with the cool high-school kids?

 

            No contest. The mall won that battle hands down. They’d forge themselves excuse notes later; now it was time to split. They left most of their homework at school too; instead of heavy books and folders tucked into their backpacks, the girls carried the so-uncool clothes they were wearing when they left their houses that morning.

 

            Now they were both dressed in cute half-shirts to better show off their matching new belly button rings. April wore a sexy black mini-skirt that showed off her round little ass, high heels, and a lime-green t-shirt torn away at the sleeves and the neck. She had to keep pulling an errant bra strap back up her shoulder as they walked. Jessica was wearing a pair of faded hip-hugger jeans that were getting nice and worn out in the butt, a pair of fuck-me high heels that would’ve given her repressed, born-again mother fits, and a tight pink t-shirt with a slogan nice girls do it doggy-style splashed across her heavy, round breasts.

 

            Puberty came big-time for them both this year. Jessica especially – her boobs specifically. They were huge, and she knew she was the hot thing in school right now. She liked how the boys at school turned pink when they stared at her tits, trying to read her shirts. She had a whole drawer full of them hidden at home.

 

Her mom hated how she dressed, but what the fuck? She was an old prude anyway. April’s mom, too. That’s why they had to leave the house in their stupid nice-girl clothes, and change in the bathroom at the mini-mart every day before going to school.

 

            They got to the mall and hopped off the bus around three that afternoon, dodging around a cop car parked next to the bus stop. They wandered around, but there was hardly anybody there yet, so they decided to shop for a little while and go back later. They spent some time wandering from store to store, giggling at the old people before sneaking into the lingerie shop.

 

            That’s about when April noticed the guy in the brown uniform. He looked like a security guy or something, and he was following them. She pointed him out to Jessica as they walked into the shop.

 

“Look!” She pointed, then turned quickly away. “Jesus! He’s coming in here!”

 

“Omigawd!” Jessica laughed. “Shh! Here her comes!”

 

April giggled and grabbed a tiny, lacy black bra off a rack and turned to the guy, batting her eyes up into his mirrored sunglasses.

 

            “Hey, mister!” She teased, modeling for him. “How d’you think I’d look in this? Cute, huh?”

 

            The guy never even cracked a smile. He just stared. So weird, April thought. She pursed her lips and stuck out her chest, gave him her best pouty look and tried again.

 

            “Wouldn’t you like to see me in it?”

 

He stayed quiet, but reached over and gave the bra a little tweak, spreading the gauzy material out with his huge fingers. His scarred knuckles lightly brushed April’s nipple, and a little, electric thrill shot through her body.

 

“How old are you girls?”

 

“Sixteen.” April lied. She smacked her gum and did a little twirl for him, giving him a quick glimpse of smooth, tan thighs and white panties. “So, what do you think?”

 

“Sixteen? Well, then. Hmm. I don’t know. Let’s see…”

 

He looked down at her tits, then back into her eyes. April’s whole body started to tingle. Jessica bounced from one foot to another as they stared each other down. Finally, he grinned at them both.

 

“Well, yeah. I guess I would.”

 

Their mouths dropped open. April felt the tingle spread down between her legs, and suddenly she needed to pee. A pretty blond saleswoman walked over from another corner of the store and asked if she could help. The guy stared at the saleswoman, down at the gold nametag pinned to her jacket, then back at the girls.

 

“Well.” He grinned at April like they were old friends. “Are you going to pay for that?”

 

            April chewed her gum nervously, shot a confused look at Jessica.

 

            “Uh, I was just kidding around. I don’t have any money.”

 

            “Oh.” He turned back to the saleswoman. “Miss? Um...Cindy?”

 

            Cindy smiled uncertainly, wondering what the hell was going on here, wondering if the big cop had caught a pair of shoplifters for her.

 

“Yes?” She raised her eyebrows expectantly.

 

            The man took a brown leather wallet from his back pocket, flipped it open and shuffled through a thick ream of bills with his gloved fingers. He handed her six or seven crisp hundred dollar bills.

 

“This should cover whatever my…daughters want. If you could help them while I finish my shopping?”

 

            The clerk raised her eyebrows even higher, but took the cash. “Uh, sure. Okay. Is there anything else I can help you with…?” She drifted off.

 

            “No. Thanks.” He looked at April and Jessica, who stared back at him, totally confused. “Get anything you want girls. I’ll see you later.”

 

            He spun on his heel and clomped out of the store. They all watched him leave.

 

            “Well.” Cindy crossed one arm under her breasts, fanning herself with the money. “What tickles your fancy today, ladies?”

 

            April stared at Jessica.

 

            “Oh, shit! He was serious!”

 

            They both broke into huge grins, and for the rest of the afternoon, hot, sexy panties and lacy push-up bra’s flew off the racks. By the time the mall closed at six, the girls were weighted down with shopping bags full of sexy new undies, stockings, body sprays and whatnot. Cindy smiled as she finally ushered them out of the store, more than half-an-hour after she normally locked up, and told them thanks and asked them to come again.

 

The girls waved and took the escalator down to their exit. They pushed through the doors and stepped into the parking structure, chatting happily about their crazy benefactor as they walked towards the street.

 

Jessica tossed her hair back over her shoulder. “I can’t believe you were flirting with him!”

 

“I was not!”

 

“Ye-ah! You were!”

 

April looked hurt, then grinned and told Jessica about the guy touching her boob.

 

“No way!” Jessica collapsed in giggles. “Really? He touched you? On purpose?”

 

“Yeah.” April shrugged. “I dunno. But it felt kinda…nice. I mean…”

 

“Wow. April, that’s sick. He was so old.”

 

“He was not old.”

 

“He must’a been at least thirty.”

 

“Uh-uh! Shit, Jess…”

 

“I mean, he was wearing those dumb sunglasses, and that big, dopey hat, too, an’…”

 

            The parking lot was deserted, quiet except for their conversation, so when the car pulled up and honked, both the girls jumped. Driving just behind them, the security guy had his window open and was leaning out, waving. The girls smiled and walked over.

 

            “Hey, mister!” April smiled coyly.

 

            He nodded back. “Hi again.”

 

            “Thanks for the stuff!” Jessica held up her bags. “Really. You didn’t have’ta do that. I mean…”

 

            “Not a problem.” He shrugged. “Where are you girls off to?”

 

            “Home.” April nodded at the exit. “We gotta catch the bus back.”

 

            “You want a ride?”

 

            The girls looked at each other. Jessica was feeling uneasy. “Hey, I don’t know. We can take the bus...”

 

            “It’s no problem. I can get you home so you can try all those dainties on even sooner. Where do you live?”

 

            “Over by Normandale park.”

 

            “That’s quite a ways.”

           

            “Yeah. Well. I guess.” April adjusted her bags. “You sure? I mean...”

 

            “Yeah, of course. Here...Give me some of those...” The man opened his door and stepped out. He opened the door to the backseat and took their bags. “In you go. We’ll get you home in a jiffy. You ever ride in a cop car before?”

 

            “No.” they said together, then giggled.

 

            April looked at Jessica, then at the cop, and jumped in, making a show of wiggling her ass as she crawled over the hard plastic seats. Jessica watched him watch her friend. April’s skirt was so short it crawled up over her butt, and Jessica was sure he was staring at her panties. She followed more slowly, while the officer stowed their bags in his trunk. He slammed the door after she was inside, and the car lurched to one side as he plopped back into the driver’s seat.

 

            “So, you’re a cop?” Jessica asked, running her hand over the bullet-proof partition separating the front seat from the back seat. “We thought you were maybe like a security guy for the mall.” The back of the car was nasty dirty, and stank. She wondered what the smell was. It seemed to be getting worse.

 

The glass muffled his reply. A hissing sound came from the air vents. Next to Jessica, April groaned and coughed, then slumped over. Her forehead smacked into the window, and she tipped over into Jessica’s lap.

 

            “Mister?” Jessica pounded on the glass. ”Hey! Mister! Hey!”

 

            The smell was getting worse. Jessica’s eyes began to blur and run, and her chest felt suddenly tight, like she was having trouble breathing. Terrified now, Jessica tried to roll down the window, but there were no handles. She groped at the door, but there was no way to open it from the inside. She felt her stomach clench, like she was going to throw up, and then she fainted.

 

            “Sleep tight, girls.” The man casually turned to look at his newest prizes. Their unconscious forms reflected in his sunglasses. “We’ll be home in a bit. I just have one other person to wait for.”

 

            The officer parked the car behind a concrete pillar and let it idle. He used an old wool blanket from the trunk to cover the girl’s limp bodies. Then he sat back down and tapped a cigarette out of his pack and smoked, blowing out the open window. He rolled the cigarette around in his mouth, chewing the filter and letting the ash fall on his chest.

 

He let his thoughts drift back to the real reason he was here…

 

***

 

            He was buying cigarettes and some sandwiches at an Asian-owned market in Hood River. He was just drifting around, waiting for the next hunt, when the pretty little blonde entered the store with her friends. He knew they were city kids from their clothes, seven friends going out into the woods for a week, camping.

 

They were obnoxious, so he paid quickly and left the store. He almost left to hunt elsewhere, but something about the one girl, the blonde…

 

The officer decided to wait for a bit and test the waters, see what they might bring him. He could be patient. He sat in his cruiser with the windows rolled down, letting the breeze blow through, smoking a cigarette and sweating under his hot uniform.

 

When the kids finally piled into a beat up VW van, he followed them to their campground; a nice, secluded spot up in the cascades by a small creek. He parked the cruiser under some overgrowth on an old logging road about half a mile upstream, and hiked back down through the woods with a knapsack containing his food and cigarettes slung over his shoulder. He had a large bottle of water in the bag too, and high-powered pair of night-vision binoculars strapped to his weapon belt.

 

            When he came to a small, dry embankment, he hunkered down, concealed in the thick woods across the creek from the campsite. He watched the kids unpack and set up their camp. They built a large fire-pit and ringed it with stones and then plastic lounge chairs; they set up three small nylon tents; and with the camp complete, changed into swimsuits and went for a dip in the creek.

 

            Dumb city kids, he mused. Shouldn’t set the rocks around the fire. With all the rain lately, they could explode if they get too hot.

 

One of the boys climbed up the small embankment on their side of the creek and shouted to his friends – he found an old swing rope strung from the thick branches of an old-growth tree, and they quickly began taking turns swinging far out over the creek and splashing in.

 

The officer watched the kids play in the water, laughing and joking with each other until dusk, his attention completely absorbed with the blonde in her bikini. It was all he could do not to unzip his trousers and satisfy himself right on the spot.

 

            There were three boys and four girls, he noted. Only one pair actually seemed to be a couple, and they had a tent to themselves. The others split up, boys in one tent and the girls in another. The blonde didn’t seem particularly involved with any of the boys.

 

He liked that.

 

            The other girls were attractive enough. But the blonde…

 

            Well. She could keep him warm on a cold night.

 

            A cool breeze sent shivers through the wet kids, and the girls ran back to the tents to dry off and change. He watched the blonde’s titties bounce as she ran, letting himself fantasize; imagining her tied down underneath him, unable to move, tearing off the damp bikini and clamping his teeth around her cold-hard nipples, biting and chewing on the rubbery nubs of flesh, listening to her strangled cries and stroking himself until he was ready to take her…

 

            He shivered happily. Below, one of the boys had started a campfire, and they were all relaxing in the lounge-chairs, pulling food and beer out of plastic coolers. He ate with them, sipping warm bottled water instead of the beer the kids were drinking. They laughed and joked while they ate.

 

The girls were already drunk by the time one of the boys lit the first joint and began strumming an old acoustic guitar. The moon was high in the night sky now, and the officer glanced at his watch. It was after nine o’clock, and he had an idea.

 

He packed up his things and hiked back through the woods. He found his cruiser where he left it and drove slowly back with his lights off. The kids were so wasted they barely noticed him pull in behind their old van, until he flashed his spotlight on and pointed it directly at the campfire, lighting their surprised faces with its glare.

 

After that, it was a simple matter to roust them.

 

He wrote tickets for underage drinking, confiscated the booze, burned the pot and threatened them all with arrest for possession. He left them freaked out and packing to go home. He followed them all the way to Portland, checking the addresses he’d jotted down as each person was dropped off. The blonde was number two.

 

The van door slid open, and they left her standing with her sleeping bag at the foot of a driveway that led to a cozy two-story bungalow, across the street from a school and a playground.

 

She was awkwardly unlocking the front door when he eased the cruiser by. The van turned right at the corner ahead of him, and he whistled along with a tune on the radio as he noted the rest of the stops.

 

He drove back to the blonde’s house and parked by the playground. He spent the next couple of days waiting and watching, discovering where she worked, what her habits were, who her friends were. Her family. He tapped the phone line and listened to her conversations, watching her at night through her bedroom window.

 

Enjoying the hunt.

 

***

 

After he’d followed her to work that morning, he knew she’d been sent to him as a gift. He knew she worked in the mall, and had spent the better part of two days casing the building: checking security, how it was monitored, where the blind spots were.

 

Pathetic, he decided.

 

A rabid pit bull loose in the mall would’ve made a better guard than the pathetic security staff that seemed to consist of a few zit-faced college kids, paunchy ex-football jocks and a one-armed, toothless geriatric who could barely walk. He was more worried about the janitorial crew, who were everywhere – scattered throughout the building with their brooms and trashcans. They were always underfoot and paid more attention to their surroundings than the strutting idiots with the fake badges.

 

After watching the guards and the janitors for an afternoon, he was relatively familiar with their routines, their patterns. They were easy to avoid. He especially liked the parking structure. Despite warnings posted throughout the building regarding ‘video surveillance’, the only real, working cameras were located at the entries and the exits.

 

It was a simple task to disarm them without being noticed. He laughed when the old security guy came to check, spoke into his walkie-talkie for a few minutes, finally shrugged, and left. The camera stayed broken.

 

Now, he thought. Time for the prize.

 

***

 

She liked to park between levels, usually next to a large concrete support pillar, where there were fewer cars. It was a perfect place to take her.

 

He tailed her for the fifteen minutes it took her to drive to the mall, and all the way to her usual parking spot. She never noticed. He was going to make one, final walk-through, when he noticed the two giggling teenage girls making their way straight to the lingerie shop where the blonde worked.

 

Three for the price of one?

 

The man broke into a confident smile and followed the girls in. Now he had them too, and he was calm, content to wait until he spotted the pretty blonde salesgirl.

 

Cindy. A sweet name.

 

She emerged from the same doors the girls had used, just a few moments later. She was digging around in her purse, heading towards a bright yellow convertible. He started the car and drove over to her, parked and as he got out, grabbed the chloroform soaked rag from the seat next to him.

 

            “Hey. Miss? Excuse me?” He held the rag low and stepped close to her. “Cindy?”

 

            “Oh!” The girl looked up, startled, but relaxed when she recognized him. “Oh. It’s you. I’m sorry, but you scared me.”

 

            “Did I?”

 

            “Mmn.” She nodded. “Where are your girls?” she asked absently, hunting again for her car keys.

 

            “Asleep in the back of the car. Long day.”

 

            “Oh? I guess it is getting kind of late, huh?”

 

Cindy smiled nervously at the big man, who was just standing there, staring down at her tits with a crazy little smile on his face. She was used to guys doing that while she was at work. It was part of her job; during training, her manager made a point to inform her that her body and the way she looked was a big part of why she got the job, and that she could and should use it to her advantage with the gentlemen who came in to shop.

 

But this guy…

 

Even if he was a cop, he was creeping her out.

 

“Well.” She stammered. “I should go...”

 

            Cindy beeped the lock on her car and opened the door, tossed her bag into the front seat. She had one long, slim leg in the car when the officer clamped the dirty rag over her face.

 

He calmly counted to ten while she struggled in his arms, then twenty.

 

            The girl went limp, unconscious before he got to thirty. He picked her up easily and threw her into his trunk. Then, whistling, he grabbed her purse and her keys, locked up her car, and tossed everything onto the floor of his vehicle.

 

The officer glanced at his watch as he pulled out of the parking lot. He had a long drive. The moon would be up soon, but there should still be plenty of time tonight to play with his new toys before the offering.

 

He signaled and turned onto a freeway on-ramp, merged with traffic. He gunned the motor, flashed his lights and grinned as the other motorists speeding by him suddenly slowed down to a crawl.

 

Yet another benefit of this damn uniform.

 

He was already excited, aroused just from holding the girl for a moment, smelling her perfume when he dumped her in the trunk.

 

He could hardly wait to get home.

 

***

 

            Jessica woke out of a deep sleep.

 

Something was tugging at her, pulling at her insistently. She tried say, Stop! Knock it off and go away! But she couldn’t speak.

 

She blinked open her crusted eyelids.

 

The officer smiled down at her, whistling happily as he cut off her pants with a knife. Jessica could see herself, reflected in his sunglasses, tied spread-eagled to an old picnic table. Her arms were stretched tight over her head, her hands and feet bound to heavy iron rings with a thick, rough rope that dug cruelly into her soft flesh.

 

            The man pulled Jessica’s panties away from her crotch and shoved his thick, gloved fingers into her tight, virgin snatch.  She jerked wildly while he brutally finger-fucked her, but her screams were muffled by a pair of wadded up panties stuffed into her mouth. A bra was wrapped around her head, holding the makeshift gag in place.

 

            “You like that, you little bitch? Don’t you, you little fucking cock-tease?”

 

He pulled his fingers out and showed them to her. They were slick and bloody. He licked them clean and tore open her t-shirt.

 

“You think you’re so pretty, don’t you? You like to tease the boys? Show off your body, you little whore?”

 

He shoved his thumb deep into her sore pussy and pushed his fingertips into her tight little asshole while he squeezed her tits with his other hand.

 

“Now let’s see those nice big tits.”

 

            He tugged her bra down until it stuck under her breasts. Jessica squeezed her eyes shut, gasping with pain as he violated her, the rough leather of his gloved fingers scraping her tender insides raw. He bit her nipple hard, drawing blood. Jessica cried as he sucked and chewed on her tit.

 

            She cried out again in pain. And then he just stopped.

 

            He was standing over her, breathing hard. He wiped the back of his hand across his mouth, smearing his lips with her blood, then backed up and unbuckled his gunbelt. He tossed it onto a picnic table covered with S&M sex toys, and then he unbuttoned his pants, pulled them off, and tossed them onto the table too.

 

            “There, bitch.” He grated through clenched teeth. “Look at me.”

 

He wasn’t wearing underwear, and he just stood there in his boots and uniform shirt, staring at her. After a moment, he began stroking himself hard, until his cock stuck straight out from his hairless crotch, pointing right at her.

 

“Look at it! You see how it wants you…?”

 

His cock was huge and ugly, scarred like the rest of his flesh: tribal, ritualistic swirls and patterns ripped into his skin, reminding Jessica of the tattoos the kids in school were crazy for. His obscene manhood stuck straight out at her, throbbing. It seemed to move with a life of its own, blindly hunting her, radiating heat and brutality.

 

Jessica couldn’t take her eyes off it.

 

The officer roughly slapped her oozing pussy and pinched her bloody nipple, pulling her tit up into the air. He let go and grinned as it bounced back and pooled on her chest, wiggling.

 

            “There, there,” he mumbled. “That’s enough for now. Not all at once. I’ve got other toys to play with. Can’t forget them, now can I?”

 

            Jessica watched him move to the next table. April was lashed to it doggie-style, with her arms and feet roped to the table legs and her ass pointed up in the air. The officer had looped a black leather belt around her neck, keeping her face level with the edge of the table.

 

April stared at Jessica, wild-eyed with fright.

 

The officer had stripped April of her t-shirt, and dressed her in the little black bra that she’d teased him about at the lingerie store. A silvery metal ring was wedged into her mouth, locking it open in a wide ‘O’. April shook her head frantically he approached and strained to look up, silently pleading to him with her big, tear-streaked brown eyes as the officer grabbed her roughly by the ears. He jerked her head into position, so his cock was right in line with her gaping mouth, and shoved it in.

 

“Ahhhhh…so nice…”

 

He stayed still for a minute, holding her head in place, letting her gag and snort and spit around his cock. Thick ropes of snot and vomit spewed from her nose as April’s stomach heaved. She jerked and wiggled as he fucked her face. He closed his eyes and pumped his thick shaft deep into her throat until his balls slapped against her chin. The muscles in April’s slim neck bulged with each thrust, and her eyes rolled back into her skull. Jessica watched the man sodomize her friend with a sick fascination.

 

“This’ll teach you, you little bitch…” He muttered, and back-handed April hard across the face. “I’ll cut those perky little tits right off and cum in your ass…”

 

Jessica closed her eyes and turned her head as far away as she could, but she couldn’t blot out the awful smacking sounds of his heavy hand against April’s flesh, or her soft cries.

 

OhmyGod, she realized.  I’m gonna be next. He’s gonna do this to me, too.

 

In a sudden spasm of fear, Jessica pulled and pulled at the rope binding her wrists and ankles, until a new set of groans joined with April’s. Cindy was waking up.

 

The officer had Cindy hand-cuffed standing up. She was gagged like Jessica, and fully dressed except for her suit jacket. She was bound so that she was leaning up against the wall of the overhang, with her arms locked to a rusty iron ring mounted high over her head. Her legs were spread wide apart, and her ankles were tied to heavy, metal tent pegs pounded deep into the hard soil underfoot. She was limp now, hanging in her bonds.

 

“Well, well. About time you joined the party.”

 

The officer pulled out of April’s mouth with a wet pop. He walked over to the junk-covered picnic table and whistled until he found his whip.

 

“Ahh. There you are…”

 

He cracked the whip at Cindy, the spiked leather flicking through the air by her face. Cindy cringed as one of the spikes ripped a shallow furrow through her cheek. The officer wedged his hips between April’s legs and cracked the whip again, tearing bloody gashes through Cindy’s white silk blouse.

 

Cindy screamed with each lash. She jerked and swung from the ropes, her eyes shut tight, oozing blood from her torn flesh and panting for breath. The officer laughed cruelly at her pain and put the whip down. He bent over and spread April’s butt-cheeks open with his hands.

 

“Mm-mm good,” he grunted, and shoved his tongue into her asshole.

 

April screamed again and all the muscles in her body clenched while he ate her out. Cindy cowered against the wall, still groggy from the drugs and the pain from her flogging, not yet coherent, not fully understanding what was happening.

 

Jessica kept her eyes shut tight, praying she was dreaming.

 

“Fuck that little pussy…” The officer shoved the whips’ leather handle into April’s cunt. April’s eyes bugged wide and she jerked and wiggled while he reamed her out and fucked her with the whip. Her heart-rending cries filled the air.

 

“Mm.” He came away smacking his lips. He left the whip lodged in her bleeding pussy. “So tasty. Let’s see what else looks like fun… ”

 

The officer stood and picked up a wooden paddle from the junk table.  He began spanking April, who cried out incoherently with each smack of the paddle. He knotted his hand in her hair and spanked her until April’s ass was a deep, glowing red, then he threw the paddle away.

 

“Now…for…the main…course…”

 

He ripped the whip out of April’s bloody pussy and grabbed his swollen, purple cock. He rubbed the scarred tip over her ass and down to her pussy. April screamed again as he rammed it into her. He bent over her back and grabbed her tits, thrusting savagely.

 

“Oh, shit, bitch. You’re so sweet and tight.”

 

He bit her shoulder as he buried himself in her cunt.

 

“Uhh…you’re so tight…am I your first fuck? A little tease like you couldn’t be a virgin, could you?”

 

He ran his gloved hand down the soft skin of her belly and spread her pussy lips further open with his fingers. He scratched them up and down her clit, making her jerk her hips, trying to hide her sensitive little nub from his touch. Her exhertions just managed to excite him even more.

 

“You like that, don’t you bitch? Oh yeah…”

 

April hung her head and cried while he took her. He whispered in her ear.

 

 “Maybe I’ll keep you and your little friend. Knock you up. Make you my breeder-bitches. What do you think? Huh?”

 

The officer rested his weight on April’s back and bit her ear, chewed her neck. He drooled in her thick brown hair and pinched her nipples until she whimpered pathetically, kneading her breasts through the lace of the bra.

 

He came suddenly, grunting like an animal.

 

Thick white cum oozed out of April’s torn cunt and dribbled down the inside of her smooth, tan thighs. The man collapsed onto her back and wrapped her tightly in his huge arms, hammering his cock into her one last time, enjoying himself, letting April’s fear and shame intensify his orgasm.

 

He shuddered, and rested on the trembling, weeping girl, letting her body carry his full weight.

 

Jessica waited until the man seemed to doze off, then she doubled her efforts, tugging fiercely at her bonds until the rope was slick with sweat and blood. The rope around her left wrist seemed to be looser now. She focused all of her attention there, gritting her teeth and pulling, biting her lips bloody.

 

Then the officer pushed himself off April.

 

Jessica lay still as he took his whip in hand. His cock dangled halfway down his muscled thigh now, flaccid, slimy with blood and cum from April’s snatch.

 

He unbuttoned his shirt and tossed it casually on the table, then stood behind Cindy with his legs braced, now completely naked. He cracked the whip and brought it down hard, raking the spikes over Cindy’s poor, unprotected back. He whipped her again and again, until his barrel chest was heaving and he was dripping sweat. When he finally stopped, his cock was rock hard.

 

Jessica watched him toss the whip to the ground and take his hunting knife from the table. Cindy hung limply in her handcuffs, covered in blood and sweat, exhausted.

 

The officer stroked himself with the blade, then cut a slit up Cindy’s skirt and tore it up the back, exposing her panties and a lacy black garter belt and stockings. The knife gleamed in his fist.

 

“Let’s see what else you’ve got for me, bitch.”

 

He cut away her panties, and Cindy didn’t fight him as he levered his hips under hers, and shoved the tip of his cock into her ass. She just groaned pitifully and her head rolled loosely on his shoulder. He worked his dick further into her, then ripped open her blouse and cut the elastic strip between the cups of her bra, exposing her tits.

 

“Fuck…I knew you’d be beautiful. I told them you would be…”

 

He ran the edge of his blade over her belly, pricked the tips of her nipples with its point, and then ran it lightly back down, scraping it over her trimmed blonde bush. Cindy shivered and the blood from her cuts smeared over his sweating, naked chest. Her head drooped, rolling away from his shoulder, and bobbed in time to his thrusts.

 

“No, no. Not like that.” He pressed the knife to her neck, used the flat of the blade to tip her head back again. “I liked it like this…”

 

Jessica ignored them, squirming, twisting until her left hand popped free. April stared at Jessica with a look of desperate hope in her eyes as she worked at the knots tying her other wrist.

 

Once Jessica had both hands free, she tried to rub the feeling back into her fingers, and glanced quickly over at the man raping the poor salesgirl.

 

His face was buried in Cindy’s thick hair and he was fucking her ass brutally, grunting like an animal in heat, oblivious to everything else around him. Jessica carefully sat up and went to work on the ropes around her ankles as April darted little scared looks back and forth.

 

First one set of knots parted under Jessica’s trembling fingers, then another and another.

 

And suddenly, she was free.

 

She slid off the table and tried to reach April, but the movement caught the man’s attention. He turned on them, taking everything in with a glance. April squealed in terror. Jessica hesitated for a moment, not wanting to leave her friend, but his face twisted with fury, and he pushed Cindy’s limp body away from him. She swung loosely as he twisted the knife in his grip and advanced towards Jessica.

 

Jessica squealed and bolted into the woods. He roared senselessly and threw himself after her, crashing through the trees, both of them quickly lost in the darkness.

 

In a moment, the camp was quiet, except for the soft cries of two terrified girls.

 

***

 

            The woods were lit only in spots by the full moon shining down through the treetops. Jessica ran and stumbled, righted herself and then ran some more, always away from the sound of the heavy body crashing through the brush right behind her.

 

            Sobs wracked her chest, sharp twigs and stones bloodied her bare feet. Jessica fell against the stump of an old tree, gasping. The sounds of pursuit seemed to come from her right; so she set off to her left and ran until the sounds seemed to swerve to her right. She adjusted her path, and fled again, further into the darkness.

 

            “Please leave me alone…” She panted. “Please. God, please…”

 

            The ground under her feet was getting softer, muddy, making it harder for her to run. Jessica broke out of the cover of the forest onto a shoreline seconds later, stumbling into a decrepit wooden dock. The sounds of pursuit were fading away behind her. Jessica braced herself and took her bearings.

 

A moonlit lake stretched back into the darkness. And suddenly, as if from far away, Jessica heard singing. It was a soft, gentle voice, and feminine. It drew her east, down the shore, like a moth to flame, until the ground underfoot became solid, littered with stones. She moved as if in a trance, her steps leaden, halting.

 

Just ahead, perched naked on a rocky outcrop, naked and unafraid, was the most beautiful woman she’d ever seen. Jessica stopped and blinked, unbelieving.

 

The woman smiled gently at Jessica and continued singing with a sweet, lovely voice, a voice that seemed to soothe all her fears. She beckoned Jessica closer, but Jessica hesitated, her body trembling from fear and exertion. The woman slipped gracefully from the rock and stood tall, holding out her arms like a mother welcoming her daughter into a loving embrace.

 

“Come to me, my child.” She whispered without speaking, and the words were like warm, sweet honey to Jessica’s mind. “Do not be afraid.”

 

The world around Jessica spun and narrowed. Somehow, she knew it was alright, that the woman would take away her pain, make her safe.

 

“Come…” breathed the sing-song chant. “Come to me…”

 

Jessica stepped closer, and the woman took her into her strong arms, wrapping them tightly around her, pulling her close. Her full bosom was soft and inviting, and she smelled of the woods at night.

 

Jessica smiled and closed her eyes, letting her body melt into the woman’s arms.

 

Standing in the shadows at the edge of the woods, the man watched, smiling with anticipation. The silver knife gleamed in his hand, and his skin was black with blood and sweat. The echoes of the song died, whispering in his ears, and the pale scars on his body began to burn blood red.

 

“A sweet gift…”

 

The lethargy that had stolen her will suddenly left Jessica, leaving her senses clear. She stared around her in confusion.

 

And the woman changed.

 

Her warm, soft arms withered and the flesh blackened and fell away. The sweet face twisted and melted into a craggy, featureless mass of gnashing fangs, and the foul stench of rotting flesh hovered thick in the air.

 

“Take her my sweet…”

 

Jessica screamed as the woman’s fingers clawed into her back, her putrid breath hot on her face. She sniffed at the air, like a starving animal smelling out prey.

 

“It is her time…you must be swift…”

 

The man stepped out the trees and was behind Jessica with three long strides.

 

“N-n-noooo!” She wailed. “P-please don’t…”

 

He wrapped a strong hand over her forehead and brutally snapped her head back. He kicked her legs wide open and wrapped his other arm around her belly, forcing her ass against his crotch. Jessica felt the deformed head of his cock, hot and pulsing, digging at the soft skin, searching for her pussy. She screamed again as he found her and pushed inside, tearing apart her hymen.

 

“Yessss…” The thing hissed.

 

He grunted with satisfaction and his scars burned with agonizing fury as he buried himself in the virgin pussy. The woman-thing clawed at Jessica, tearing away great strips of skin as it’s snapping fangs sank deep into the soft, exposed flesh of her neck; feeding on her nourishing life-blood even as he ripped her virginity away.

 

Hot blood spurted from Jessica’s mangled throat, gushing out over her heaving chest, covering her breasts and the clawing, scratching thing as it fed. Jessica twitched and kicked fitfully, her face frozen in confused pain. The silvery moon reflected in her pale blue eyes as the life slowly fled her body.

 

The man cried out as he climaxed, violently riding her to his peak. He swooned and collapsed to the rocky beach. When he woke the moon was high, and he was alone except for the torn, bloody corpse of a young girl held tightly in his arms. The familiar siren call echoed in the recesses of his mind, persistent, urging.

 

Overhead, the moon was a full, blood red: a great, dead thing hanging in the sky like a fat, bloated spider. The woods behind him were quiet, his entire world hushed with anticipation. Far out in the darkness, he heard the first, faint splashing begin in the lake.

 

It was time.

 

He stood weakly, steam rising from the scars which still glowed hot, as they burned away the girls’ blood, renewing him; giving him strength. He found his knife hidden among the stones scattered on the beach, and began dragging the body towards the dock.