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Vodka is good

zoominglemons on Incest Stories

I swung the door open, nearly snapping it off its hinges.

"For fuck sake, this day will never end," I screamed, throwing my schoolbag onto the sofa, in which an already tipsy older sister was sitting grumpily.

"Chad," My sister, Jenny protested, as she through the bag back onto the floor. "Do you no what day it is,"

I pondered on the thought for a while, recapping over what was so speacial about the day, except for the fact, it was the worst day I have ever had. It started with me missing the school bus, causing me to be late for school, and this was the third time this week, so i lost my lunchtime. The time which i was planning to scramble my essay tog

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ether. But of course i couldnt then, so i simply had to wait until i got my big fat juicy F, stamped onto my paper.

But when i thought this golden day could get no better, i travel over three miles on my bike aftershool to my girlfriends house, to find her fucking some older jock.

So here i was now, waiting to here the latest installment to my day.

"Its my birthday you dick," She cursed as she glanced up at me, "supose you didnt get me a present"

"Oh shit," I slammed my fists against my head in anger, "I am so sorry," Jenny was looking beauitiful tonight, she had long curled golden blonde hair, waving over her bronzed face in which the most sinister look of annoyence sat in her smile.She was wearing a wonderful golden dress, with diamond earings studded on each of her ears, matching the £600 pearl necklace that her millionaire boyfriend must have just bought her. My sister had just turned 21, and was a decent 5 years older than me.

I must say, seeing my sisters tits, held back so unfairly by her revealing dress, I for the fist time in my life started thinking about just how lucky her boyfriend was.

She sat up, with a bottle of vodka in her hands, and took a swig from the bottle.

"Your already pissed as it is, dont you think you should lay off the booze?" She sunk her eyes when he said this, and took anouther prolonged swig from the bottle. I could tell she was completly pissed and was not in a right state of mind.

Then she closed her eyes and fell asleep, right there on the spot. "Oh for christ sake," I cursed, mum and dad were upstairs and if they came down and sore her like this, she would get hell in the morning.

I grabbed her shoulders and tried to wake her up, but she didnt even flinch or stir.

"Jenny," I whispered into her here as not to wake mum and dad, "wake up," But she never replied.

She looked so beautiful when she slept, so peaceful, the funny thing was i could not take my eyes off her, and before i knew it, i had to give her a kiss goodnight. Just a gentle kiss on the cheek. When i saw she still didnt wake up, i moved onto the lips, then i thought, what the hell! What have i got to lose! So i shoved by tongue into her mouth and began massaging her tounge against mine, she still didnt wake up. I tore myself away form her mouth and still, she didnt even stir.

"Christ, shes out cold," I muttered, so i slowly moved my hand passed her pearl necklace and placed my hand under her dress and fondled with her tits. They felt so perfect so right, i had to have more. I knew what i was doing was sick and wrong. But i would never get this chance again.

I rolled her over and began undoing the laces holding her dress to her body, when they had all come off, i slowly tugged her dress over her head and stripped her naked, all apart form a pair of white panties that hid the ultimate treasure which i was going to have all for my self.

Her tits came free and i saw just how beautiful they were, i slowly placed my mouth on her right nipple, carefully checking to see if she woke up, but she didnt so i continued to suck like a new born baby. I was so hard by this point, i had to take it further, so i took down my trousers and i popped out my 9 incher, i held it in my hand, my heart pounding before slowly parting away her teeth and slipping it inside. She still didnt wake up. So i started to move back and forth, sadly, although the thrill of having my sister suck me off without even knowing, was a turn on, she wasnt actually sucking, so i took my cock out and planted one more french kiss on her, while i slowly tugged down her panties.

When i saw her bare pussy, my cock sprang to a whole new length, i had never been more turned on in my life. I had to have her, i took my cock and slowly edged it into her pussy, it was so tight and the walls contracted against my cock. It felt so good. I started to slowly move back and forth, and when i was assured that she was still asleep, i went a little faster. Her jusices began to flow form her pussy, and soft moans erupted from her mouth, although i was still fairly sure she was still asleep. I fondled her tits while pummeling her pussy at full whack, her necklace bounced in time with her tits as i slammed her again and again and again. But then my cock could take no more, i was going to cum, so i took out my cock and slammed it into her mouth where a stream of white cum erupted from my balls, filling her mouth.

But i was stil hard, i needed more, so i flipped her over until her bare ass protruded out to me, i took my cock and teased her ass gently, stroking my cock lovingly against her bare flesh. I fist of allstuck my finger in her pussy and finger fucked her for a while, when i had enough pussy juices to lubricate her anal, i slowly forced my cock into her ass, even tighter than her pussy, i slowly again moved back and forth, before reaching full throttle, but it wasnt long before my sisters ass had me cumming again, but this time i didnt take my cock out, i just let her ass over flow with my juices.

I took my cock out once more and put it to her mouth, where i rubbed her toungue against my cock to clean her own shit off. I carried on doing this, until for the first time in my life, i came for a third time in 1 night, unloading everything i had into her mouth, some dribbled out and formed a puddle at the top of her tits.

"Happy Birthday baby," I said as i released every last droplit into her mouth. I quickly put my trousers back on followed by putting her dress and panties back onto her. I smiled down.

"Tomorrow, im gunna get you so pissed, im gunna fuk you all night long," I kissed her once more on the lips before running off to bed.

Winter Formal: That Night (m/m)

ubersephiroth on Teen Stories

The night of my girlfriend's winter formal for her high school was a night to remember.  Rachel and I had been dating for about 7 months at the time.  We both went to different high schools, which made things a little difficult at that age to be only thinking of that one person.  Especially when I have been having a lot of bisexual feelings since, o I don't know...birth!  Anyway, my friend Peter that I went to school with was really my only friend there.  I hated everyone else and thought they should all die.  :) 

I wanted to bring Peter with Rachel and I to the formal so we asked Rachel's friend Heather to blind date, which she did.  The night at the dance was about the norm of any stupid high school get-together.  Seeing a bunch of people that you don

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't really like anyway just in a different surrounding.  Throughout the night Rachel and Peter had been flirting more with each other than I thought should be going on, so I decided that that was enough of the night and took everyone home.  On the way home Heather and Peter were making out the whole way...it was almost annoying, but ok to watch.  After we dropped off Heather, we went to take Rachel home.  That was eventless.  Then it was down to just Peter and I.

We went to his house, which was a lot easier to find in the daylight.  When we got there I looked at him and said, "I don't think I am going to be able to get home from here."  He laughed and asked if I wanted him to just come home with me then and I could take him home in the morning.  Sure I said, no problem.  So we drive to my house, which was only about a 10 minute drive away.  We pulled in the driveway at about 11 pm so my parents were already asleep.

We went into my room and giggled about the night.  He told me that he actually got to finger Heather a little bit in my car.  I didn't believe him of course, "You just met," I said.  He then held up his fingers to my nose, which still had that distinct fragrance of female juices.  I smiled and called him a pervert.  He grinned and said "Let's go to bed now." I agreed that it was getting late and I had to pick up Rachel in the morning to spend the day with her.  We got undressed...down to the underwear, then looked at each other and decided that was enough of clothes on the floor.  We hopped into my queen size bed that easily fit both of us.  Lying in bed looking at each other and whispering back in forth under the covers was a lot more intense than I thought it would be.  We were almost like little schoolgirls giggling back and forth; looking back it was almost pathetic.

After getting the little laughing and talking out of the way, I said goodnight and moved in close to give him a hug.  While looking at Peter to hug him he inched his face toward mine.  I met him with a kiss.  Lying there puzzled and anxious I looked him in the eyes and got this confirming grin from him.  Then my hug turned more into a body-to-body touching.  I started to touch his muscular chest which only had a bit of hair on it, and that is exactly was I was twisting around in my fingers.  We kissed again, this time longer and deeper.  Exchanging tongues and loving every second of it, I reached down to his tazmanian devil boxers, and grabbed his hardening penis.  Blood was shooting through my body as my heart went wild.  I was a nervous wreck; I had never done anything like this before.  Maybe thought about it but never actually did anything.  I decided that I wasn't going to hold back and slipped my hand under his boxers this time and met his large patch of pubic hair.  Pubic hair wasn't really something that I liked, since I did shave but I didn't care this time.  My hand fought through his forest and then got what it wanted.  I started to massage his dick in hand and felt it get rock hard in about 3 seconds, which means that he liked this a lot. 

I looked at him again and asked him if he wanted me to go down on him.  He looked at me and smiled lightly and shook his head yes.  That was all that I needed, I immediately was crouched over on my knees at the lower half of the bed looking up at him from between his legs.  I reached up and grabbed either side of his boxers and then started to pull them off.  Once I got them on the floor, I looked back at his gorgeous naked body.  That sight alone almost made me cum in my shorts.  Then I leaned over him and kissed his mouth again and slowly made my way down his chest past his belly button, and then to his pubic hair which made my nose itch.  Then it was there his thick 6" penis just waiting for attention.  I gave him one last look while I grabbed a hold of it and then shoved it in my mouth.  It tasted a little salty at first; since he was uncircumcised it gets a little sweatier down there.  I nearly gagged myself with the first thrust; I wasn't sure how much of his big member I could take.  Getting a little more under control I started to only put it in a little at a time.  His moans were plenty to tell me that I was doing well.

I continued to put little by little more into my mouth.  Soon I had about 3 inches of his meat in there.  Any more I thought and I would die.  After working on him for about 5 minutes he started to get pretty r ambunctious with his thrusting and I knew he was going to cum soon.  So I put my head up and started to jack his cock hard and fast.  Within seconds streams of his beautiful seed were all over my hand and his stomach.  He looked up at me and smiled big.  Then within an instant he shot up from his laying position and grabbed my shoulders.  Pushing me onto the bed right next to where he was just laying.  In an almost animalistic way he pulled down my briefs, which I never thought to take off because I wanted him so bad.  There I lay in front of him with now naked body shining in the moonlight through my window.

Giving him a confirming nod he started to kiss me the same way that I did him not 10 minutes ago.  Starting with a nice long and passionate french kiss and then kissing my chest and licking my nipples, he headed down more to my shaven pubic hair and giggled and said, "I like this shaved better."  Then he finally arrived at my 5" erect penis that was looking right at him and just begging him to do something!  Without any warning he shoved the whole thing in his mouth.   I don't know how he did it, but he did.  And boy did that send a good feeling through my body.  I jolted up and down and he kept me in his mouth the whole time sending his tongue all around on my dick.  What seemed like 2 minutes later he came up for air and laughed at my amazed look on my face.  I said, "I know I am not as big as you but how did you do that."  He laughed again and said that he didn't know, but could and it didn't hurt him or anything like that.  He then started to suck my cock some more, sending me into various wonderlands of pleasure.

The only problem was I started to think about what I doing and then started to second-guess it.  Which then made me go limp in about 10 seconds.  Peter looked up at me with this pouty look on his face and asked what the problem was.  I assured him that it had nothing to do with him, and that he was doing fabulous.  It was Rachel that I couldn't stop thinking about.  He understood and lied down next to me.  We began to spoon and feeling his hard soft body next to mine made my loins want him even more now.  After about a minute of lying like that and slowly rocking back and forth I became really hard.  I was laying just at the perfect level for his ass to be directly in front of my dick.  Slowly rocking back and forth into his crack was quite pleasing actually.  Next thing I know his hand comes around and grabs my penis and leads it toward his hole.  This was something that I did not plan on.  But how could I resist.  The hottest guy I knew who I just sucked off wanted me to fuck him.  So...I did.  I followed his lead and put the head of my dick up to his anus.

After confirming with him that it was ok, I started to thrust.  Not getting anywhere at first since we were using no lubrication and no condoms it was a bit rough.  A minute or so passed of just trying to get it in then all of a sudden, pop, I was in.  With just the head of my cock in his ass was better feeling than any pussy could ever feel.  I knew this would make me do what he and I wanted.  So very slowly I gained a little elevation by pushing up on my elbows and let the rest of my rock hard dick slide into his unprotected anus.  His body was spazaming and he would wince in pain every now and then but for the most part seemed to like it.  I started to pick up the pace of my newly found love and began thrusting in deeper and deeper.  Soon I was holding his shoulders while watching my cock go all the way out with the head still in, and then ramming back in.  Not long after that I started to feel my orgasm building up.  He asked me to stop, but I told him that he felt so good and that I was going to cum soon, and he said ok.  Then I really let him have it, I asked him if I could cum inside of him, and shook his head yes and started to rock back and accept my dick being shoved into him.  After about another minute I started slamming my hard cock in his ass so hard I could here him starting to cry.  Watching him in his weakened state, I thrust one last time and buried myself deep in his cavity and sprayed his insides with my semen.  I didn't think that I was going to stop, several squirts more than my normal amount was emptied into him.  It was the best orgasm that I had ever had.  Spending about another minute cooling down and letting my dick go limp in him I finally pulled out.

Lying back down on my side of the bed, Peter rolled over and hugged me and said thank you.  We fell asleep just like that about 5 minutes later, cause we needed rest, Rachel was coming over tomorrow...

The Education of Amy

xerox on Forced Stories

My wife Amy is 5’8” tall and a trim 125 lbs. She has long wavy brown hair, pale skin, green eyes and curves in all the right places. We had been married almost ten years and our sex life, never very adventurous to begin with, had diminished greatly - despite my desires. Dual careers and social obligations had all taken their toll but it really seemed that Amy had just lost interest in “the same old thing”. That was all about to change.

Late one night we were soundly sleeping when I was startled by a noise in our bedroom. Turning on the light I was surprised to see a man at the foot of the bed. He was holding a gun. He appeared to be very muscul

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ar in a tight t-shirt and the bulge in his pants was unmistakable. He said his name was Dan and in a very chilling voice said we were going to have some fun tonight. Amy and I were terrified.

Dan ordered us out of bed. I felt self conscious standing there naked but there was nothing I could do. Amy trembled and asked the man what he wanted. Dan walked over to her and pulled a knife from his pocket. Still pointing the gun at me, he deftly sliced the straps on my wife’s nightgown. It fell to the floor exposing her wonderfully firm, 34C breasts and large upturned pink nipples, flat belly and nicely rounded ass. Two more cuts and her panties were also on the floor. Amy’s pubic hair was neatly trimmed and Dan stood back to admire her. I wanted to protect my wife but felt helpless. Dan had the gun and besides, he looked too strong to overpower. With a wicked grin he said we had work to do.

Standing behind Amy murmuring his approval, he reached out his free hand and ran it over the curves of her gym-toned ass. Then he stepped closer and bent his arm around her body and cupped her breasts one at a time in his big hand, pausing long enough to circle each large areola until her nipples came to full attention. From there he let his hand drift down across Amy’s belly and into her bush where he proceeded to lightly trace the outline of her pussy lips with his fingers. Amy had closed her eyes when this all began and I swear I heard her let out a tiny moan at this brazen stimulation.

After a few minutes of this teasing Dan played his own version of good-cop, bad-cop. He said “I think I need to get your attention lady” then sat on the bed, put Amy over his knee and proceeded to spank her ass . . . hard. I could see the stinging blows bring tears to my wife’s eyes. Once her un-tanned white skin was covered with his handprints, Dan gruffly told my wife to get down on all fours in front of him on the edge of the bed. Still smarting from the spanking, Amy did as he said. Even though I was frightened, I couldn’t take my eyes off my naked wife in such a vulnerable position. I thought Amy was scared too because she was kneeling motionless and staring straight ahead with her eyes opened wide. As I followed her gaze I saw she was actually staring at Dan. He had un-zipped his pants and exposed the largest cock I had ever seen. Even flaccid it was at least six inches long and 1½” thick. Stepping closer to Amy, Dan ordered her to take him into her mouth and said “you better be good at this”. Although Amy had rarely performed this act on me, she complied. In short order Dan’s cock had grown to what must have been a full nine inches long and at least 2” thick. Even though I was scared, the sight of my wife’s mouth and tongue moving sensuously up and down this huge shaft caused me to get aroused. While being serviced by Amy, Dan apparently noticed my more modestly endowed 7” hard-on and motioned me with his gun to get behind Amy. She had never allowed me to try this position before, but of course she was unable to argue – or even speak – with such a large prick in her mouth. As I placed my hands on Amy’s reddened ass and gently entered her pussy I noticed that she was quite wet. Was she turned on by this animal act? Dan told me to push harder and with each stroke I forced Amy’s mouth deeper onto Dan’s giant cock until she was nearly taking it all in. In a few minutes I came, but Dan was still going strong.

Removing his still-throbbing cock from Amy’s mouth, Dan told her to be quiet and not to move a muscle. My wife complied and the only movements were her breasts swaying gently back and forth because of her heavy breathing. Her erect nipples seemed to vibrate in time to her rapid heartbeat. Dan commanded me to trade places with him. As he walked by Amy’s side he reached underneath her tits and used her nipples to wiggle her breasts back and forth. This caused Amy to let out a yelp of pain but it appeared to make her nipples even harder nonetheless. As he moved around to Amy’s exposed pussy she started to object but Dan slapped her hard on her already tender ass and said: “Shut up bitch, you’re going to love this. Now suck on your husband’s dick!” Without further protest, Amy meekly took me in her mouth as Dan entered her from behind. The sight of a stranger slamming his enormous cock into my previously frigid wife again and again and again was strangely exciting to me. I could actually hear Dan’s giant balls each time they slapped Amy’s ass. This, and my wife’s new-found skill at sucking cock, caused me to get another erection. Horrible as this invasion was, there was a dark corner of my mind that was secretly smug about the position Amy was in. As long as we had been married she was always the one to say “no” to my advances. Once-a-month missionary sex was about all she would consent to. Now here she was compliantly sucking me off while getting boned from the rear by a monster cock – a situation she most certainly never envisioned for herself.

I was losing myself in the moment when I realized Amy was shuddering with multiple orgasms. Apparently a huge cock splitting her pussy was just the thing to get her off. This caused me to lose my load into her mouth, and like a subservient 1950’s wife she swallowed every drop. Dan continued to pound away while fingering Amy’s clit. Far from gently swaying, Amy’s tits were now violently rocking back and forth with each powerful thrust from Dan’s battering ram. Since he hadn’t climaxed yet he told me to fondle the bouncing mounds of flesh. “And don’t be gentle, this bitch likes it rough!” he barked while continuing to thrust deep. I couldn’t believe it but as I squeezed and rubbed my wife’s breasts and toyed with her nipples with both hands I could sense she was cumming yet again. This was her fourth orgasm of the night, and as she let out another involuntary moan of pleasure Dan too exploded into her steaming hot pussy.

 
At that point Dan decided he wanted Amy all to himself so he removed some rope from his bag, tied me up and set me in a chair in the corner. I couldn’t move but I was made to face the bed, so apparently I was expected to enjoy the view. Because she believed the threat of violence was still very real, Amy was compelled to satisfy Dan’s every wish – and he had a lot of wishes.

Judging by the amount of time he spent fondling, kneading, kissing and sucking on her tits, Dan had the same fascination with them as I. They were swollen to at least a D-cup now and her nipples were longer and harder than I had ever seen them – at least ½” long and as big a round as my finger. No doubt they had to be sore from all the abuse but there was no indication of this as Amy did not complain at the attention. In fact, she actually seemed to enjoy it as Dan climbed on top of her and put his mammoth rod between her tits and gave her her first ever pearl necklace. She then proceeded to gently cup his baseball-sized sack in one hand and to squeeze his cock from base to tip and lick up every last drop.

Next, Dan got out a razor and shaved off all Amy’s pubic hair. Then he went down on her with his tongue, caressing her labia and clit until she came yet again. Watching Amy writhe with pleasure while another man’s tongue darted in and out of her now-smooth pussy got me excited anew and I had the woody to show for it. I think Dan took pity on me throbbing helplessly into the air and sent Amy to my chair with orders to jerk me off. Up close I could see her nipples were still rock hard and almost purple from their prolonged excited state, her face was flushed and her nubile-looking bare pussy was glistening. Amy stared into my eyes while she yanked my cock and as I shot my load all over the room I could tell that she was having the experience of her life.

After this short break Dan was ready to go again. Telling Amy to stroke and caress his cock and balls he had another mammoth erection in no time. The man was insatiable! Then, Dan had Amy assume several different positions for his cock-pounding enjoyment. The only one they didn’t try was our bog-standard missionary position. I saw Amy bent and impaled in more ways than I could imagine – from the reverse cowboy to having her ass high in the air I watched as they each had several more orgasms. The last was with Amy on top, resting her hands on Dan’s chest while he lifted her up and down the length of his huge cock.

As a final gesture, Dan made Amy come over and get me off with one concluding blow job. It was honestly the most exquisite of my life. Rather than the quick ones I had gotten on the occasional birthday or anniversary in the past, Amy really took her time and slowly brought me to an earth-shattering climax.

Afterwards Amy practically collapsed on the bed. Having been worked over by a real cocksman for the past six hours, she was totally spent and couldn’t have crawled off the bed if it was on fire. As the morning sky was brightening on the horizon, Dan tied Amy on the bed and prepared to leave. Before departing he had one last go at her, parting the swollen red lips of her bald pussy with the head of his cock and thrusting repeatedly until spurting a final load. Though weary beyond belief, Amy responded with her tenth orgasm of the night.

After checking to make sure her bonds weren’t too tight, Dan ran his hands tenderly over Amy’s well-used pussy, kissed her breasts and sucked both nipples one last time. Though nearly passed out from exhaustion Amy managed two titty hard-ons and a weak smile. Dan wordlessly packed his things and left the room.

What had started as a frightening criminal act had turned into a deeply erotic and ultimately freeing experience.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Sleep`n with mom3

luckyson on Incest Stories

  Well the next week or so  nothing  happened.She would come home and put on some baggy P.J.s that covered her up.So I just left it alone.Come to find out later on in life I`d say it was that time of the month.Anyway then one night ,some old thing she come late,I was just about back to sleep whenshe came out of the bathroom with nothing on at all.Then she turned the bathroom light out and came to bed.It didn`t take long for my mind to start to think about that sweet pussy of hers and how good it felt on my young peter 9 nights earlier.I lay there and acted like I was a sleep  as always ,it didn`t take to long and she had her hand on my dick.she just layed there and played with it for awhile as grow hard.I came to really enjoy it when she would just play

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with my peter. ( In time she would do it just to put me to sleep.) I could feel my nuts mixing up the cum and she must have felt the precum dripping out the head of my cock,She started to circle it with her finger tips,then she moved her hand way. It was dark with no light on,but I think she stuck it in her mouth.it sounded like a slurping sound came from her.Then back to play`n with my dick.After a few more minutes she let go and rolled over on to her back.A little latter she was moaning softly,she was playing with her own pussy.She must have been getting really hot,because she started to make more noise.I started to think that she didn`t want to play with me anymore.I didn`t want to be left out so I rolled over on my side  facing her.Then I reached out and put my hand on her tit.started to play with them, one then the other.She layed there and kept playing with her pussy,It wasn`t long and she stiffened up and let out a big moan.I thuoght she was going to wake up my brother in the front room.But she didn`t. she just layed there,so I moved over more and put my mouth on her tit.suckin on her nipple and then trying to get the whole thing in my mouth,didn`t fit.As I was sucking on them i moved my hand down and found her pussy..It was soaked, I slide one finger in and started to finger her.She didn`t move but to spread her legs apart father.I stuck in the second finger and she moaned but didn`t say anything,raised her hips up more to meet my fingers,I thought she was really getting into it.I fingered her faster,going in as far as I could.she started to move her ass even more.So I slipped in the third one and her pussy felt tight around three of them.As I worked them in and out,I started to nibble on her nipple alittle harder.She was meeting my thrust of my hand with her hips and i could feel her started to shake.I stopped ,tried to slide in the fourth,She was to tight for that.I went back to three,I started to finger fucked her as fast as I could and she really started to shake and all of a sudden she let out a big moan and I could feel her pussy tighen up around my fingers.She reached down andgrabbed my hand and pushed my fingers in as far as we could get them.I could feel her cumming all over my hand.We just layed there like that until she stopped shake`n and cumming.Then I pulled my hand out and slid on top of her.I thought I`d blow my load right then from me getting so worked up from the finger fun.She started to push me off,but I pushed her hand away and my cock found her pussy with out much trouble.It slide in easy from all the wetness from the fun before.I knew it wouldn`t take me to long to cum.I was so horny  and worked up from before.I started to slide it in and out.I was trying to see how far I could get it in,It felt so good.Sure enough it didn`t take long,I started to shoot my load in her,OH mom I said,I love doing this.She just answered ,I know.I layed on top of her for awhile and rested.Then finally I got off of her,she got up and went to the bathroom again.I was in heaven,I just couldn`t believe I was getting to do this.She came back out and cleaned me up.got back into bed and put her hand back on my peter and thats how I fell a sleep,with my mom holding my cock in her hand.

   At fourteen I was starting to get layed on a regular bases.It was my mom,but I bet I was getting fucked more than any of my friends at that time.I never gave it much thought about me getting my mother pregnant,Sometime later I heard her and one of my aunts talking aand she made the comment that she couldn`t get pregnant anymore.Not sure if it was meant for me to hear or not.But I thought that was fucking great.I was hoping to be able to keep filling her full of my cum. Sex with mom went on for about ten months.I can`t count the number of times that I got to fuck her in that short time. Not long after it ended my brother and I got a new stepdad.mom got one hell of a shock when she ended up getting pregnant by him.At least it wasn`t by me.I hope my stories are worth reading, I`ve wanted to tell someone about this for a long time.Till next time.

Meeting in New Jersey: Part 2

Ashelie on Sex Stories

We both slept soundly throughout the night, with me on the left side with him on the right. When we awoke, his arm was across my body, as into hold me close. I turned my head and gave him a kiss on the cheek before I got up to go get on some clothes.



I took a bit to get ready, as I have changed drastically from a tom-boy, to a mature young adult, who now wears tight cloth

Amateur Glamour Model

Jolly1 on Sex Stories

“Good morning, Adriana, my little ray of sunshine!” The chubby, Italian restaurant owner, said, as he entered the newsagent shop, that I used to work in. “How are you this morning?” “Fine,” I replied, smiling, as I folded his newspaper and took a packet of his usual cigarettes from the shelf. I looked forward to Tullio’s visits, each day; he was a very happy man, mid forties, with shoulder length black, wavy hair, and a big moustache. He always took the time to flatter me, which I appreciated. As, he handed over a £10 note; he took a card from his jacket pocket, “How much will it cost to place an advert in your window?” He asked, as he passed it over the counter. Local Camera Club MODELS WANTED Portrait & Glamour Over 18&rsquo
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;s only. Generous hourly rate. “That will be fifty pence, per week,” I replied. Tullio smiled, “I’ll go for the whole month, thanks.” He said in perfect English, but with a sexy Italian accent. “I didn’t know that you were a photographer,” I told him, as I took his change from the till. “I am sure that there are many things that we don’t know about each other!” He laughed. “Yes, I love to take pictures of beautiful things, you know? A sunrise, a bright red Ferrari, a beautiful girl, it is all the same to me. My friend and I have a small studio, above one of my shops, where we have a darkroom, and some of our friends can take pictures, in private.” As there were no other customers around, I continued the conversation, “What sort of photos need to be taken in private?” I joked. Tullio raised his eyebrows, and grinned, “Wouldn’t you like to know! A beautiful woman like yourself, would always be welcome to find out.” I laughed, as a young boy entered the shop. As he was closing the door, he turned and looked at me, “We will talk about this, again, tomorrow,” and left the shop. I spent the rest of the day fantasising about being a model, or a girl in a ‘top shelf’ magazine. It was fun, but even though I had always been considered ‘pretty’, I felt that I would be too tall (5 ft. 9ins.) and my boobs (34DD) would be too big, but my fantasy was fun while it lasted. At exactly the same time, the following day, Tullio came into the shop, “Good morning, my ray of sunshine, can I say that you look even more beautiful, today.” I had his paper and cigarettes prepared, and handed them over. As he passed me the £5 note, he smiled, and said, “ I have told my friend that you are interested in modelling for us, I have arranged for him to meet you in my restaurant. We will meet you at 1.30, don’t be late.” My head was in a spin; he couldn’t possibly be serious, could he. At 1.30, I was outside the restaurant, debating whether to go in, or not, my heart beating like a drum, and butterflies in my stomach. “Adriana, you are on time. I like that, in a person,” Greeting me with two kisses, Tullio held the door open for me. He then guided me, past a couple of customers, to a secluded table at the back, where a younger, English man, with glasses, was sitting. “This is Ian, who owns the camera shop, next door, and this is, the beautiful, Adriana.” I blushed, as I shook hands. As I sat down, he ordered some pasta and a bottle of wine, for the three of us, in Italian, from a gorgeous, muscle-bound, waiter. Ian turned to me, “Tullio, tells me that you would like to pose for our club.” I snapped, “This is all happening too quickly, I didn’t say that I would,” “You didn’t say that you wouldn’t!” Tullio responded. “Why do you want me, surely there are plenty of younger girls who would love to model, for you” I asked them as the food arrived. Ian looked at Tullio, who nodded, “Yes, we do get quite a few girls from the college, who like the money, and enjoy ‘showing off’, but some of our members would like to photograph a more………voluptuous, older woman. Not that you fall into the category of ‘older’!” I should hope not! I was only 29. “If I was interested, what would I have to do, nothing rude, I hope?” I asked as I sipped my red wine. They looked at each other, and smiled, they knew that I was interested, but how would they get me to commit? When I had finished eating, Tullio suggested visiting the studio. We went outside, and Ian unlocked the door next to the restaurant. He led the way, up the stairs; Tullio followed, muttering something in Italian, “What did you say?” I asked, “I am sorry, I was just telling myself that you have a most fantastic arse!” I was wearing my favourite jeans, which were very tight, and did emphasis the shape of my cheeks. The wine was now starting to take effect. “Thank you,” I giggled, as I wiggled it in his direction. If their plan had been to get me drunk it was certainly working. There was an office, the studio, which was actually, quite large, and a couple of more rooms, which were locked, leading off. The studio had a small stage and was surrounded by some very professional, looking, lights and tripods and an assortment of chairs. There were also two large cupboards, that, when opened were full of, theatrical props, hats and some women’s clothing. “My God, I thought that this was just for a few of your friends.” I turned to Tullio. “It is, but if a job is worth doing, it’s worth doing properly” he chuckled, “the members who use this, all shop with Ian, so the expense is worth it”. There was also, a small bedroom, with a shower and toilet; there was even a pool table. “What are these for?” I asked, “Sometimes my new waiters have nowhere to stay, and sometimes, I like a bit of privacy.” They laughed at their ‘in joke’. “So, what do you think?” Ian asked me. "You haven’t told me what sort of pictures you want me to pose for,” I replied. “Well, there’s a meeting on Friday, you could do some portraits, and, if you want, some glamour shots, with your jeans and top on.” He looked at Tullio, who smiled “You don’t have to do topless………..unless you want to.” The butterflies were back in my stomach. “Okay!” I stuttered. Friday would be good for me, as my daughter would be with her father, for the weekend, and my husband, Sam, would be working late and not be home, until the early as usual. I arrived, at the restaurant, at the agreed time, wearing my western boots, tight jeans, and a Lycra t-shirt, with a sports bag, full of t-shirts, blouses, and bra’s. Tullio met me, and greeted me with a kiss, on the lips. We went upstairs, where there were 6 guys and Ian, standing around, drinking coffee, chatting and fiddling with their cameras. As I was introduced, I heard two guys talking about my breasts, “Fucking Hell! Have you seen the size of them? I hope she gets them out,” the shorter one said, his friend replied, “Tullio hasn’t let us down, yet!” They both laughed. As Tullio returned downstairs, Ian took me to a small changing room, which had a table, chair and large mirror. “This should give you some privacy, when you want to change outfits,” he told me, as he produced a bottle of wine and a glass. “What should I wear?” I asked him, “You look fine, so why not start like that. Just come out, when you’re ready.” He replied. I gulped down two large mouthfuls of wine, and made my way, onto the stage. Ian placed a gold coloured chair, next to me, and announced, “As you know, this is Adriana’s, first time, and she’s nervous, so what ever poses you want, ask me, instead of, just, shouting at her.” Over the next half-hour, I went through a number of poses, straddling the chair and bending over it. It was easier than I had expected, and I quickly relaxed, even suggesting some poses, myself. Ian handed me my glass, and asked if I would mind changing my top, I nodded agreement, as I again, gulped at the wine. In the changing room, I had just taken off my t-shirt, and was loosening my bra, when I heard the clicking of a camera, startled, I turned around, the door was still open, continuing to take shots, of me, in my bra, the guy said, “OOPS! Sorry, I should have asked, but I couldn’t resist a couple of ‘voyeur’ shots,” the others were watching, smiling. I smiled back, “It’s okay, but you should have asked.” I wore a white, silk shirt for the next session. A, larger, ‘throne’ type had replaced the original, chair. The poses were similar, until someone asked me to unbutton my shirt, I looked at Ian, who grinned and shrugged his shoulders. Slowly, I did as they had asked, leaving one, fastened at my bust. I could tell from their faces, that this was what they wanted, my cleavage look huge, and I felt my nipples poking through the lace of my white bra. My poses nearly all consisted of me bending over, swinging my pendulous breasts, which I found very stimulating. On impulse, I opened the last button, giving them a better view. As I left the stage, to change, Ian again, approached me, “How do you feel about going topless? The guys would really appreciate it,” I smiled and raised my eyebrows, he gave a ‘thumbs up’, to his friends. In my room, I removed my shirt and bra, and looked at myself in the mirror, my breasts were swollen, larger than ever now. It was now or never, I teased my brown, nipples, took another long gulp of wine, and the bottle was empty, now. I slipped on a transparent chiffon blouse, which was see through, again, only fastening, one button, and left my bra, on the table. As I walked across the room, the men fell silent as they stared at my bouncing breasts. When I took my place on the stage, the guys were nudging each other, and looked very excited. I moved around, bending over, and squatting; my tits never actually coming into view. With my back, to them, I undid the button and took off my top. I was trembling with excitement, but the wine had made me very relaxed, and I was now losing all of my inhibitions. When I turned round, with my arms in the air, the camera clicks sounded like machine-gun fire! I posed for about 15 minutes, getting more and more excited, by the second, “ Drop your jeans, and show us your knickers,” someone shouted. Immediately, I undid the top button and pulled the zip down, exposing my red G-string, I couldn’t stop grinning, as I turned around, and slid the jeans down over my bum, flashing my cheeks, then pulling them up, just as quickly. I felt so naughty, my breasts wobbling, as I ran from the stage. Ian joined me in my room, “thanks for a great night, the guys want to know if you’ll come back next week?” I didn’t need asking twice, frantically, nodding my head. When I had dressed, only Ian was left, “Tullio, would like you to join us for supper,” he said as we walked downstairs. The restaurant was busy, but we were led to the same secluded table, where I sat between the two men. Tullio, called the same waiter, as before, and ordered food and wine for us. “Tell me, did you enjoy yourself?” he asked, as he put his arm around my shoulder, he felt warm and was wearing very expensive cologne. “Yes, it was wonderful, so exciting, Ian has asked me back, next week.” “I’m sure he has, but, you didn’t do anything that you didn’t want to, did you?” Tullio looked at Ian, for confirmation. With a big smile, Ian replied, “Well, you won the bet! We did see her tits! With a flash of arse, too!” Both men laughed out loud, as I blushed, bright red. The, young waiter arrived with our wine, “Adriana's good health!” Tullio toasted me. “Bet, what bet?” I asked. Hugging me firmly, and kissing my forehead, Tullio whispered, “We always have a small wager, on how long it takes a new model, to go topless, and, my dear, I will look forward to seeing the evidence!” His big hand squeezing my breast. When we had finished our meal, Tullio called the young waiter over to our table, and handed him, his car keys, muttering something in Italian, the boy smiled and nodded, “His name is Sandro, and I’ve told him, no Hanky-Panky! We are busy, so he must come straight back!” As I squeezed past him, Tullio grabbed my arse, and laughed as I drunkenly sat on his knee, wriggling on his groin. As his English was very poor, conversation was at a minimum, as Sandro drove me home in the large Mercedes. When we arrived at my home, I was now feeling very, very horny. I needed sex, as soon as possible. Frustrated, I got into bed. My pussy was on fire, so I had to take out my dildo, and fuck myself to sleep The next three Fridays followed the same pattern, with another four men turning up making the group ten strong, each week, as they where, now, guaranteed to see my enormous breasts. I used the wages, to buy new underwear and stockings, which I wore in the scenarios that they would create for me. The skimpier the underwear, or costume, the more photos they would take. Their favourite positions were, me leaning forward, over a chair, drooping my breasts, licking my own breasts or with my legs open, trying to get a flash of my pussy. I would, also, wear some of the outfits, from the wardrobes; ‘wench’, ‘police woman’ (with truncheon!), and everybody’s favourite – ‘naughty schoolgirl’. I would, nearly, always end up wearing stockings and suspenders! Tullio began to attend, with his camcorder, getting up very close to my tits and between my legs, I didn’t like to ask what he did with the tape, but it was fun thinking about it! When we finished, Ian and I would join Tullio for supper, as I would have no one to go home to, and look at the pictures from the previous week. Seeing the pictures of myself showing my body, especially my tits, to a bunch of strangers was becoming more of a turn on each week. I had taken to hiding the pictures and lingerie in a small suitcase in my wardrobe. Each week Sandro would take me home, and my trusty dildo would be used to great effect. My husband, Sam, was also, feeling the benefit, as I would jump on him the moment he returned from work, in the morning! He thought that I had been missing him! Bless! Although, I was still refusing to take my pants off, I knew that it would only be a matter of time, before I would give in. That night coincided with Sam finding my stash of photos. I came home from work one day to see him sitting in the living room with my file on the coffee table, next to the case full of sexy underwear. "What's all this then?" he asked in a very controlled manner. My head went blank and I burst into tears, running up to my bedroom. Sam followed me. Throwing a dozen or so sexy photos of me onto the bed, he said, "Just tell me what's been going on," as he stroked my hair. With tears streaming down my face I clung onto him, as I confessed to my new role as a Glamour Model. His hands stroked my hair as he quizzed me about how many men were there. What they asked me to do, did they touch me? Did I want them to touch me? On and on he went, but now he was stroking my heaving breasts, His grip on my breasts became tighter and tighter as my stories became more lurid. How I got turned on wearing tiny G-strings that hardly covered my pussy, for them. How wet they were when I took them off. How much my nipples would ache when I went topless, in front of twelve strangers. I told him that I had never actually shown my pussy, but I wanted to, and I always left the changing room door open, when I got changed, knowing that they were still taking pictures through the gap. As I said the last few words he kissed me and let out a long sigh. I moved away from him, to see a wet patch on his thigh. "Sam!" I gasped. "Oh shit!" he gulped, as the patch slowly became more obvious as it soaked his jeans. We hugged each other like our lives depended on it. As we talked, Sam confessed that he'd always fantasised about seeing me with another man, but had thought that I would be too shocked. We talked and talked about our 'situation' long into the night. At one stage he asked me to put some sheer black seamed stockings and a tiny thong on for him. I was amazed that he only wanted me to wank him as he looked at my photos. When he came, spunk gushed all over my breasts. The look of pure lust on his face made everything worth while. For the rest of the week, I wore stockings for him, instead of my usual jeans. He couldn't keep his hands off me. The sex on the Thursday night was out of this world, as he kept making me tell him about the things that I was going to do the following night. As we were having a drink on the Friday night before I was due to pose, Tullio told me, “I am sorry, but we wont be needing you tonight,” my heart sank, “we have decided to use some girls from the college, for a few weeks.” Then he looked at Ian, who took up the conversation, “But………. We would like to ask a favour, of you.” Their eyes met, “If you would be willing, we would like to use you for some………..Private pictures, without the others being present. Of course it would mean more money, but the pictures would be,” again, he looked at Tullio, “fully nude, and………well, personal, ‘top shelf’, you know what we mean?'" He whispered the last few words. I asked, “How personal?” The butterflies had returned to my stomach, and I felt my nipples expanding, as the words came out. “How personnel would you let us go?” Tullio asked. I looked up and grinned. They didn't know it, but this was exactly what my husband had begged me to do. We agreed to meet the following day, as two pretty, giggling, teenage girls introduced themselves as that night's models. When I arrived home, still wearing my stockings and suspenders, Sam was waiting for me. "What's wrong?" he asked, "You're early." I took my skirt off and told him what the men wanted me to do, as he stroked my legs while I rubbed his throbbing cock. He came twice, each time soaking my breasts. The following lunchtime, I met both men, outside of the camera shop, with my bag of goodies in my hand. “Are you sure about this?” Ian asked, “Of course she is, look at her titties,” Tullio told him, as he stared at my nipples, which were poking out of my shirt, again. I blushed, he was right; I was up for anything, this afternoon. The studio was empty, as Tullio opened a bottle of wine and Ian turned on the lights. I looked at them; “I’ll get ready, then. What do you want me to wear?” For the first time, I felt in charge of the situation. “Anything black, would be nice,” Ian replied. I went into the changing room and took out an array of underwear, and my collection of dildos, in a small bag. Guessing what they wanted, I undressed, only leaving my tiny knickers and high heals on. When I entered the studio, they whistled their approval, as I walked towards them, my wobbling tits swinging, from side to side. “Is this what you want?” I asked. Tullio, smiled, “Let’s use one of the bedrooms,” and guided me to one of the small rooms. Ian quickly set up a camera, and lights. I began rolling around, on the bed, posing in any amount of provocative positions. Then, as I was on all fours, facing away, from them, I removed my knickers, showing my neatly trimmed, pussy, for the first time. “My God! That is beautiful, can I touch it?” Tullio asked. I shook my head, “No!” I told him. Rolling onto my back, I pulled my legs up to my shoulders, my hole gaping open, for them. Tullio, nearly put his camcorder inside, he was so close. When Ian’s film ran out, I decided to put on, one of my new outfits, a black basque, tiny knickers, seamed stockings and extra high heals. After applying an extra coat of lipstick, I made my entrance, “Wow!” Tullio gasped. “Where do you want me, on the stage?” Ian placed a small, bag in front of me, as I started parading around the large, gold, chair. They had three cameras set up, and Tullio was using his camcorder. I bent over, in a number of seductive ways, pulling my top down, letting my tits swing free. Holding onto the chair, with my arse facing them, I stroked my pussy, it was as wet as I’d hoped, moving my fingers across, I pulled the tiny strip, to one side, exposing my fanny, again. Tullio was kneeling beside me, getting a ‘close up’ shot. He moved away, allowing me some room to sit down, to remove my pants. I opened my legs as far as possible, letting them feast their eyes, on my huge 34DD tits and soaking wet cunt. I began rubbing myself, slipping one, then three fingers into the sopping hole. As I bit my lip, Ian whispered, “Open the bag.” I did as he'd asked, sitting on the edge of the seat, I shouted, “Bloody hell, have you seen this lot!” as I poured the contents onto the floor, “I need the…. the black one!” I whispered huskily. It was in my hand in a second! Sitting back on the chair I spread my legs again, opening my hole with my fingers, I moved the tip along the slit, two or three times, then slowly slid it inside. I'd never used a vibrator this big before but was looking forward to feeling this 13 inch monster inside me. I was so wet, all 13 inches slid in very easily! With one leg over the chair arm, I fucked myself with my ‘black monster’, purring and groaning with pleasure. I was hoping that they were still taking pictures, I needn’t have worried, Tullio was back, between my legs with his camera. After a couple of minutes, of this exquisite fucking, I rubbed my clit, and came with a breathtaking climax. I pulled the dildo out, and dropped it onto the floor, landing, with a thump. “Was that ‘personal, enough, for you?” I asked, as I stood up, and walked back to my dressing room. “Too fucking true!” Tullio said, as he placed a new film in his camcorder, adjusting his hard-on, at the same time. Ian spoke up, “ Let’s use the pool table next.” I changed into my white Wonderbra, stockings, suspenders and no knickers. When I walked out they had moved some lights around the table, and set the balls up, as if we were going to start a game. “I’ll help you,” Tullio said, as he put one hand on my hip and the other inside my thigh, as I attempted to climb up, onto the table. I cocked my left leg up, onto the edge, giving him the opportunity to slide his hand between my legs, and touch my throbbing pussy. As he tried to get a finger inside, I scrambled away, “Cheeky bugger! You can stop that, that’s for later!” The words were out of my mouth, before I could stop myself. They looked at each other, and then at me. “I’ll keep my hands to myself……until later” he emphasised the last words. I stuck my tongue out, at him. Ian positioned me in the corner of the table, as if my hole was the pocket that the balls would go into. Ian unclipped my bra, and slyly felt my tits. I did some poses kneeling, pretending to ‘suck’ the cue, and then I rubbed the ‘fat’ end against my pussy, spreading my legs, eventually sliding 4 or 5 inches inside. This was too much for Tullio, who, had already stripped off, climbed up, to join me. I lay on my back, sliding the cue in and out, as he proudly showed me his cock; it was about six inches long, and quite thick. He placed it in my mouth; it tasted sweaty, which was wonderful. Lying on my side I started to suck him like crazy, continuing to fuck myself with the cue. After a couple of minutes, of my blow-job, and him fondling my enormous tits, his body tensed up, and hot come splashed into my mouth and down my throat. As he pulled out, some seed dripped down my chin, onto my tits. As I scooped it up, with my finger, to put in my mouth, I was aware of Ian pulling the cue out of my cunt, then replacing it, with his face. When his tongue lapped against my clit, I went into spasms, as my orgasm tore through my body. Ian raised his head, his mouth and chin, covered in my love juice, he was pulling his trousers down, when he said, “It might not be as big as that dildo, but it is real!” “Quick, put it in!” I shouted, still swallowing Tullio’s spunk. He did as he was told. Burying his face in my breasts, he rammed into me, like a schoolboy. In under a minute, I felt the hot wave, enter my womb, he was shaking as lay on top of me. As we climbed off the table, Ian thanked me, for letting him fuck me! I kissed him, on the cheek. Looking at Tullio, I said, “I hope that you’re not finished? I’m just getting started!” then went into my dressing room. I caught my reflection, in the mirror; I had spunk on my chin and cheek. Four weeks ago, I was a housewife, working in a shop, now I had been semi-naked in front of a group of 12 men, masturbated for two others, sucking one and letting the other fuck me. I grinned at the thought. When I opened the door, just wearing my black stockings and suspenders, with a pair of high heals; Sandro was standing next to Tullio. They were both, only wearing boxer shorts, but as short and fat as Tullio was, Sandro was six feet tall, with rippling olive coloured muscles, and was completely hairless. The elder man laughed, “I hope you don’t mind, but Ian is a ‘one shot’ man, and well, we know that you like my nephew, so…….” His nephew! We went back into the bedroom, I lay on the bed, quickly joined by Tullio, who immediately began suckling my tits, and stroking me between the legs. Ian was taking photos, of ‘the action’, as he called it. I looked at Sandro, “Aren’t you going to join us?” He grinned, and slipped off his shorts, releasing the biggest cock that I had ever seen, it was huge, nearly as big as the black dildo! My eyes were on stalks, as Ian told him to kneel beside my head. Up close it looked fantastic. I took hold and kissed the purple tip, he let out a sigh, then ran his fingers through my hair. I could only get four or five inches in, but worked up a head of steam, sucking and licking, as if my life depended on it. When I saw the photos, later, I was so wet, Tullio actually, had his whole hand inside my fanny! After five, or six minutes, Ian asked, them to change positions, Tullio was ‘rock hard’ again, as he pushed it into my mouth, I could still taste his dry spunk, from my earlier blow job. With my knees raised to my stomach, and my legs wide apart, I thought that I would be prepared for Sandro, but when the tip, entered my hole, I began to panic, it felt massive. I tried to take the cock from my mouth, to tell him to stop, but Tullio was too excited, and was holding my head in place, as his hips pushed his own cock down into my throat. I was struggling to get free, when the ‘monster’ entered me, in one long push. Ian was now standing next to us, with the camcorder, urging him on, “Go on, fuck her! The bitch loves it! She can take it! She can take it all! Tullio, I’ve never seen anyone take the whole fucking thing! Fucking Hell! Tullio, she can take it all!” As Sandro was sliding in, with ease now, my panic subsided. I was now enjoying myself. Every thrust felt like it would split my fanny and womb in two. This was awesome; sucking Tullio’s fat cock, having my sweaty tits roughly mauled, as a handsome young stud, with a huge cock was fucking me. “Spunk on her face! I want to see her swallow your spunk!” Ian was shouting excitedly, as he captured every moment on videotape, “Grab her tits, shake them!” he continued. Tullio, eased out of my mouth, and started wanking, in front of me. Sandro, suddenly, increased the speed of his fucking, taking my breath away. Suddenly, taking my breath away, he whipped his monster cock out. I was gasping for breath, as I felt the cool air enter the hole that was once my tight vagina. Sandro moved forward. Squatting over my tits, he joined his uncle, tugging on their sticky weapons of mass destruction. Within a minute, the first of their spunk shot out of Tullio’s knob, hitting me on the cheek, “Open your mouth, I want to see it on your tongue, go on Sandro, make her drink it!” I obliged, opening my mouth, as wide as possible. Tullio fired even more goo, at me, which went straight in, seconds later Sandro erupted, emptying even more hot, sticky spunk into my mouth. It was like a game, as I moved my head, trying to catch every last drop, from each man's cock. I managed to get most of it, but some landed in my hair and on my face. Together, Sandro and Tullio placed their cocks, against my lips, for me to lick the last drops, off. Holding their, softening cocks, I pulled both knobs into my mouth, and flicked my tongue over the tips. As they moved away from the bed, Ian said, “Open your mouth, again, squeeze your tits,” and pointed the camera, at my spunk filled mouth, “Now swallow it.” Keeping my mouth open, for the camera, I did. It was still hot and lumpy, and the taste was divine. As, the men moved away from the bed, my hand slipped between my legs. My cunt was still swollen, wet and throbbing. Closing my eyes, I began rubbing my clit, with two fingers, Ian quickly positioned himself, at the bottom of the bed with the camera, filming the final moments of this fantastic afternoon. When I had orgasmed, with an almighty scream, Tullio kissed me, on the lips, flicking his tongue inside, tasting their juice. “ If you would like, we will leave you, for a few moments.” I lay on the bed, reliving the last couple, of hours, playing with myself, another twice. When I re-entered the studio, the men had already dressed. “For you,” Tullio said, as he handed me a large glass of wine. “Did you enjoy yourself?” he asked. Still only wearing my stockings and shoes I nodded, “Yes, it was a dream come true,” I said, grinning; revelling in the effect that my nakedness was still having on them, Sandro was adjusting his hard-on. Tullio, looked at his watch, “I am sorry, my dear, much as I would like to continue, I must get back to the restaurant.” He kissed me on the cheeks, “but, Sandro will drive you home, and can ‘stay for a coffee, if you would like!” Sandro drove me home, kissing me on the cheek as I left the car. As he drove away, I turned to see Sam smiling at me from the living room window. I was hardly through the door, when I was pulling his jeans down, and pulled his hard cock out of his shorts. Kneeling, in my hallway, I took him in my mouth and sucked him until he was ready to come. Leading him by the cock, we went into the living room, where we fucked and sucked for another hour, with me telling him of every intimate detail of what I had just done with three men. Tullio rang me, later that night, to invite me back, the following Friday, as many of his members had requested my 'services'. After discussing how much I had enjoyed our 'Saturday session', we agreed for me to alternate, Friday night glamour, one week, and Saturday ‘hardcore’ the next. On the Monday, Ian visited the newsagent and handed me a package, “Open it when you get home, Adriana," he smiled. Then as he paid for his magazine, he whispered, “We have some more friends, that would pay, a lot of money, to be present, next Saturday. Will you think about it, please?” I raised my eyebrows and smiled, “You never know!” That night, after tea, with my husband, we opened the package; it was the collection of photos and video, from the previous Saturday. As Sam poured me a large G & T, I was shocked, but so very turned on at the range of things that I had done. We spent the next two hours, and most of the following week, masturbating, sucking, fucking and even Sam watching me fucking myself, with a dildo, as we watched the first of my ‘porno tapes’. Adriana

Summer of 61 - chapter 2

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The walk back to the cottage was different than the walk to the beach. Sara just gave and I just received our first hand job and blow job. For two teenagers who barely knew each other that was quite an accomplishment. I could tell that an unusual bond was formed between us in the few short hours that we were together. A bond I hoped to take advantage of for the next three days of cousin Sara’s stay.

As we approached the cottage, I could see the lights were dimmer than when we left. We reached the back of the house and both peeked in one of the windows. My mom was sleeping in a chair. I guessed she told the others to go to bed and she would wait for us to return. That was pretty smart since I didn’t know what the sleeping arrangements were. The cottage only has two
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bedrooms, each with a double bed. So if mom & dad slept in their room, and Aunt Tess & Uncle Paul slept in my room, where the hell were Sara & I going to sleep. The bedrooms were off of a large great room with a cathedral ceiling, fireplace and three couches.

I figured we better go in and guide mom to her bedroom. As we entered Sara let the screen door slam shut by accident, which stirred mom from her sleep. Sara and I both noticed that two couches, one on each side of the room, were prepared with bedding. Mom looked up, “Hi honey. You and Sara OK?” I placed a hand on her shoulder, “Yea mom. Are we sleeping on the couches?” She nodded and slowly stood, apparently a little buzzed. “Yes honey. I’ll see you two in the morning” as she made her way to the bedroom without looking back and bouncing off of a chair. Sara giggled and said, “I’m going to get ready for couch. Meet you outside for a smoke?’ “Sure. I’ll just change into a pair of shorts.” My bedroom door was partially open and there were no lights on. I could hear my uncle snoring, so I quietly went in and grabbed a pair of gym shorts. When I came out, Sara was in the bathroom with the door closed. I quickly changed and headed for the back yard where I went to a large hammock at the far end.

It was fairly dark out there and we wouldn’t be noticed from the cottage. Sara came out wearing a simple cotton night gown that reached to her knees with shoulder straps. I was a bit chilly from the night air in just a pair of shorts, and from the look of Sara’s tits poking through the cotton fabric, she was cold too. I really wanted to see and touch her small taunt tits. Maybe even get to taste them. The thought made me stiffen somewhat and I had to wiggle around to let my cock straighten out. Sara noticed. “You uncomfortable there?” she said with a mischievous grin as she approached. I knew at this point we were going to continue our explorations and said, “Yea. I kinda got aroused when I saw your hard nipples poking out”.

As Sara reached the hammock she stunned me by reaching up and sliding her straps down and exposing two beautiful tits, not large, but not as small as I expected. Two perfect circles about the size of a large orange cut in half. With her fingers she slowly rubbed the tips and said, “You mean these? They get even harder when I touch them”. I watched for a few seconds, Then reached out to touch my first titties. I wasn’t thinking of anything else and almost fell out of the hammock. Sara laughed. “How about I join you in there”? I nodded and held out a hand to help her. Sara obviously wasn’t experienced getting into a hammock. They can be difficult at times. She studied it for a moment then turned and placed her ass on the edge. Her hands pushed the hammock down, then she jumped up and rolled on. As she did, Sara fell backwards onto the hammock and her night gown slipped up to her waist. She laid there on her back as the hammock swung with her tits exposed at the top and her ass and pussy exposed at the bottom. “Not very coordinated, huh?” she laughed.

I reached over and helped her slid around so we were lying together face to face. She didn’t attempt to rearrange her gown as she immediately leaned forward and gently kissed me. As her hand came up behind my head and our tongues began to battle, I reached up and placed a hand on her right tit. It was smooth and firm with nipples that felt like pencil erasers. As I massaged and rubbed, the nipples grew and stiffened under my touch and Sara moaned lowly into my mouth. The feeling was electric, like a shock wave went through my body and ended at the tip of my cock, which was as hard as a rock and pushing at the fabric of my shorts.

Sara relaxed and broke away from our long kiss. Moaning softly with her head back, I took the opportunity to slide down just enough to kiss her left nipple. She moaned louder and placed her hand on my head, running her fingers through my hair and gently pushing me onto her. I opened my mouth more and took as much of her tit into my mouth as possible. Swirling my tongue around the nipple and sucking like a baby, Sara started breathing heavier. I was in heaven. I slowly released her tit and licked my way over to the other and started the same treatment. At this point Sara had both arms around me holding me closely to her chest. It’s sometimes hard the think when you’re in this position, being that erotic emotions for two first timers are running rampant. I finally remembered that there was another place to explore which was still exposed.

I slowly started moving my hand down Sara’s torso until I reached skin on her lower belly. As I rubbed her belly, only inches from her virgin pussy, and continued sucking and licking her tits, Sara’s moaning intensified. As I slid my hand down over her peach fuss, she let out a small gasp as her hips pushed her into my hand. For Sara’s first time being touched by a boy, and my first time touching a girl, It occurred to me we were doing pretty good. I began exploring the confines between Sara’s legs as she opened wider to my touch. I gently slid my finger around searching for something. I wasn’t sure what, but I guess I found it when Sara jumped. My finger found a slit that was wet and slippery, and when I ran my finger toward the top of the slit, Sara was obviously in extreme pleasure. It felt like a pearl hiding within the folds of this warm slit and touching it made her tremble and moan louder. I didn’t know what it was.

At thirteen my limited knowledge of sex hadn’t gotten to the point where anyone had told me about a clit. All I had heard was that girls rubbed themselves down there and it felt good for them like when we boys jerked our cocks off and came. And I knew that both of these experiences, for boys and girls, were called orgasms. My senses began to return and I now had a goal. Sara had told me on the beach that she didn’t think she had ever had an orgasm. My goal now was to help her have her first.

My hand now completely covered her young pussy and I continued to run my fingers thru the wet slit, hitting the pearl occasionally and evoking more and more juices flowing. I finally applied some pressure and my middle finger began to penetrate the slit. Sara began pushing against my finger, attempting to get more of it inside. Now her breathing was fast with short breaths, and the moaning was louder and constant. I looked up from her tits and her head was thrown back and moving from side to side. Her grip on my hair was tight as my finger slowly sank into her up to my second knuckle where it reached an obstruction.

I started moving my finger in and out as Sara bucked her hips to the same rhythm. By accident my thumb ran across the pearl while my finger was buried in her now very wet slit. Sara jumped, raised her head and let out a soft scream. “Ohhhh… Yes… Oh God…” Sara said uncontrollably. I began rubbing the pearl and continued pushing into her as her motions became more rapid along with her breathing. Again by accident on my part, my very slippery index finger slid down to her asshole as I tried to get a better grip on her pussy. Her movement made the tip of the finger rub right against the tight little opening. Sara went fucking ballistic.

Her head shot up, her whole body started trembling violently, her pussy began to tighten around my finger as I felt juices starting to run around my finger and down her ass crack. She bucked strongly and her movement made my index finger slide right into her tight asshole. Sara began screaming. I immediately moved up to cover her mouth with mine. I mean shit, we didn’t need to wake the parents at this moment. It was like she was having a seizure. She bucked forcefully under my grip. She was oblivious to the world around her.

My thumb still rested on top of her pearl, my middle finger remained about two inches into her pussy slit and my index finger was sunk into her asshole up to the first knuckle. I didn’t remove my hand, but I stopped all movement and let her control the feeling. The goal had been achieved. Sara had her first orgasm, and I did it. My first time to provide pleasure to another person. I was quite proud of myself. Sara’s orgasm went on for about a minute, then she started to slow down and eventually reached down and removed my hand. We kissed and held each other while she caught her breath. Finally she looked into my blue eyes and said, “That was absolutely unreal.” I kissed her nose and said, “For me too. That was fucking awesome”.

We then laid there silently for a few more minutes before I brought my hand up to my face. I tentatively smelled it and was surprised that it didn’t smell like old fish, which is what I had been told. I then licked my finger. It tasted good, but there wasn’t much there to taste. I thought for a moment then began to slide my body down along Sara’s torso. I stopped briefly and kissed her tits, then continued down to her belly. There I kissed and licked, tasting the salty moisture from a sweaty orgasm. Sara just laid there motionless as I explored her belly button with my tongue. Her hands again moved to the back of my head as her fingers intertwined through my hair. She gently pushed me further down.

I ran my tongue down across her stomach and just before reaching her pussy, moved to the left and licked down her thighs. I started moving between her legs, still licking and kissing her inner thighs now. Sara remained silent and opened her legs as wide as she could. It was fairly dark so I really couldn’t see very well, but my senses of taste, smell and touch were acute. I could see the glistening of her juices around her pussy lips and down her ass. I slowly dove in and took a big tongue swipe from her asshole, through the slit and up to the pearl.

It tasted great! Sara’s body stiffened and her hands grasped more tightly in my hair as I heard her whisper to herself, “Oh my God”. I stopped for a moment after that first swipe to savor the taste and very briefly reflect on the fact that I just tasted my first pussy, and only minutes ago I had touched my first pussy and sucked my first tits. And all this with my naive cousin who was starved for sexual knowledge and experience. But let’s not reflect too long. We’re not done yet.

The taste of Sara’s pussy juices almost made me crazy. This was so intimate. I covered her entire pussy with my mouth and started exploring with my tongue, slowly sliding it in and out of her tight love hole. More juices flowed as I ran my tongue over the pearl and gently flicked it with minimal pressure. Sara started moving her hips and pushed her pussy more tightly against my mouth. I began to suck the juices out as I continued to flick my tongue. Sara was really beginning to move now and just like before, here breathing became fast and she started moaning uncontrollably. I knew she was going to cum again soon.

It occurred to me that I hadn’t even thought about my rock hard cock throughout this entire episode. When I slid down to get to Sara’s pussy, my shorts rode up my thigh; my cock was sticking out of my pant leg and was hanging down between the hammock netting. It was throbbing now all by itself with no help. I thought about reaching down and stroking it, but both of my hands were full of Sara’s ass holding her legs up while I devoured her wonderful pussy.

I made another long tongue swipe to get some of her juices that ran down her ass crack. When I hit the puckered hole, Sara went off again. She shuddered and stiffened. I covered her pussy again and juices started flowing fast as I darted my tongue in and out and sucked as fast as I could. Each time my tongue hit the pearl, she jumped and screamed and the flow seemed to increase. She held my head tightly and continued to push herself into my face.

Then I came like a volcano. I spewed cum all over the ground through the hammock. I shuddered and sucked Sara’s pussy as hard as I could. I wanted every fucking drop of her. I wanted to taste and drink it all. I wanted her to love my tongue because I wanted to lick her for the rest of my life.

I licked every bit of her bottom and pussy as she calmed. I then slowly kissed my way back up her body until we were face to face once again. Sara looked into my eyes and kissed me. She then licked her remaining pussy juices off of my mouth, chin and cheeks. “I taste pretty good, huh?” she whispered as she ran her tongue across my ear. I responded with, “You taste incredible. That was the sexiest thing. Your pussy is so nice”. Sara giggled and said, “Your tongue is incredible. My first two orgasms. Isn’t that what you called it earlier tonight down by the water?” “Yea. That’s what an orgasm is. How’d it feel?” Sara peered at me for a moment then said, “Like nothing I’ve experienced before, and something I want to experience again and again and again.”

Sara reached down and grabbed my cock, which was lying on top of her thigh. “You don’t seem very excited.” She said with a grin. I laughed and told her I shot my load on the ground the same time that she came. She pouted and said, “That’s a shame. I love the taste of your cum.” With that said, we kissed again and Sara said, “We better get to bed. I can’t wait to see what tomorrow brings.” I nodded and we both jumped off of the hammock and headed to the cottage.

I jumped right on my couch and Sara went into the bathroom. I guess I fell asleep immediately since I don’t remember Sara coming out or going to bed. Suddenly I awoke. I looked down, a bit startled coming out of a sleep, and saw Sara with my cock in her mouth. I was semi-hard, but gaining ground very quickly. She furiously jacked her hand up and down my cock and sucked hard with a rhythmic bobbing of her pretty face. I filled her luscious mouth within a couple of minutes with all the come I had left in my balls. It couldn’t have been a lot since it was the forth time I came tonight, but Sara seemed to enjoy it.

Sara nor I said a word. She let my limp cock fall from her mouth, gave me a kiss and went to her couch and went to sleep. I closed my eyes and did the same.

Nick is a new Girl

snugglysexi on Gay Stories

Nick was sitting in his bedroom, alone. He was home from school, because of a teacher's strike, and his parents were at work, and weren't going to be home for quite a few hours, so he knew that he had a chance to make himself feel good. He wasn't like most boys his age.

At just 16, he was still carrying his baby fat, plus a little extra. His man-boobs, along with his long hair and slightly effeminate features, and his two inch long cock, meant that he got teased at school for being a girl. If only they knew...

He closed the blinds in his room, and then wandered around the house, making sure that all the blinds were closed and the doors locked, so that he wouldn't be interrupted. Then, he went back to his room, and pulled out a small suitcase out from under his bed. He
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grinned, and undid the combination lock, and the key lock, openning the case to reveal an assortment of female clothes, along with some sex toys and lubricants.

While Nick didn't really consider himself gay, he was curious with bisexuality. Adding to that was the fact that he had never been with either a girl or a guy, so he was feeling like he could try anything.

After he stripped his normal clothes off, and dumped them on the floor nearby, he pulled a set of clothes out, laying them on the bed. It was a pair of sedate white cotton panties, with matching bra, as well as a full schoolgirl uniform, consisting of a white blouse and red sweater, and a red and black skirt, black stockings, and black lace-up shoes.

He glanced down at his body, not liking the tufts of hair on his chest, crotch, and legs. He wandered to the bathroom, and grabbed a razor, carefully shaving himself all over. He was nervous as he went over his balls, but pretty soon, his body was smooth and hairless, and he went back to his room, and to his bed.

Nick grinned again, and slowly slipped into the panties, then pulled the bra on, enjoying the way it accentuated his male-breats, making them look down-right feminine. Next, he pulled on the stockings, running his hands down his legs, loving the feeling of his touch through the sheer material. Shuddering, he glanced at his tiny, yet slowly hardening, cock, and frowned. He slipped a hand inside his panties, and tucked it out of sight between his legs.

He grinned, and picked up the skirt, sliding it up over his legs, and securing it around his waist. He then picked up the blouse, slipping it on, and running his hands slowly down his body. He finished the outfit by slipping on the sweater, and buttoning it up, then he sat down, and pulled on the shoes, lacing them up.

Nick thought for a moment, then walked back to the bathroom, to look at how the outfit looked on him. He nodded, loving how he looked like the perfect innocent little schoolgirl... almost. He went back to the magical suitcase of girly delights, and pulled a small makeup box from it.

When he got back to the bathroom, he put on a small amount of makeup on, just enough to highlight the feminine side of his features, but not enough to look like a cheap made-up whore. He smiled, enjoying the pretty girl smiling back at him from the mirror. As the finishing touch, he braided his long brown hair into two ponytails, then painted his fingernails pink, and the illusion was complete. He was now Mandy, schoolgirl.

He giggled, his voice raised and sounding exactly like a girl his age. His voice hadn't broken yet, and he prayed it never would. Nick returned to his bedroom once more, and pulled a digital camera from the suitcase. He walked to the lounge room, and set the camera up on a timer, to take a photo once every twenty seconds.

Nick sat down on the sofa, and the photo shoot began. He moved through various innocent-seeming positions, pausing for each photo to be taken, and then he slowly moved through gradually sexier ones. After 15 minutes, he had his sweater, skirt, and blouse off, and was half-way to removing his bra, careful to keep his breasts shaped to their feminine form, and had a thumb hooked into the top of his panties, pulling them down slightly.

Then, from nowhere, the doorbell rang. Nick froze for a moment, then clipped his bra back on, and checked that his full-on erection was secure between his legs. The tight material of his panties was keeping it completely hidden. Nick glanced out the window next to the door, careful to keep himself hidden from whoever it was out there.

Seeing that it was no-one his family knew, just some door-to-door salesman, he called out in his female voice, "Just a second!" With a strange burst of courage, he slipped back into his skirt, blouse and sweater, checked himself in a nearby mirror, making sure that he still looked like Mandy. He did.

He skipped over to the door, and opened it, smiling playfully. The salesman, only slightly older than him, a few inches taller, with black hair and a muscular body, grinned at him, thinking him to be a cute, if slightly chubby, schoolgirl. Nick blushed, and said in his girly voice, "Can I help you, cutie?"

The salesman paused, then said, "Well, my name is Michael, and I'm here to ask if you want to buy a pool for your house." Nick blushed, and said, "Well, come in..."

Michael grinned, sensing a sale. Nick opened the door, and Michael walked inside. Checking him over, Nick's eyes hovered over his nicely bulging crotch. From the way Michael moved, Nick thought that he'd noticed. For some reason, the thought of that turned him on.

Nick smiled, "Please, come sit over here..." Nick sat down on the edge of the sofa, watching the salesman curiously. Michael sat down next to him, and Nick's breathing sped up as he became nervous, considering the possibilities of what could happen.

Glancing at the camera that Nick had forgotten to put away, and seeing that it was pointing at where they were sitting, Michael said, "Were you taking some photos?"

Nick nodded slowly, and whispered, "Yeah..."

Michael smilled, "Could I see?" Without waiting for an answer, he stood, and walked over to the camera. He pulled up the instant recall on the camera, and when he saw the last photo taken, he almost fainted. Looking shocked, Nick jumped out of his chair, but he wasn't quick enough to stop Michael from seeing the pictures. Nick's face went beet red from blushing, and Michael said, "These are some pretty cute pictures... Do you take photos like this often?"

Nick shook his head slowly, in shock, "No... Please, don't tell anyone that you saw that..." He collapsed back onto the couch, his legs spreading slightly, giving Michael a clear view up what he thought to be a girl's skirt.

Stepping over, Michael said, "If you do something for me, I'll leave, and no-one ever needs to know I was here." He unzipped his fly slowly, and pulled out his hard cock, seven inches long.

Nick stared at it, surprised. After a moment, his mind clicked to what he was meant to do, and moved forward, taking the man's meat into his mouth. He sucked on it gently, and after a moment, he was getting really into it. Michael grunted, and said, "You want some photos of this too, honey?"

He sucked a moment longer, then pulled off, licking his lips. He nodded, "Yeah... It's set up to take lots of pics, just hit the start button." Michael nodded, and stepped over to the camera, pressing the button. He stepped back, and Nick took the man's cock into his mouth again, posing in a whole lot of positions for his camera.

After a few minutes, Michael was unable to take the sucking any longer, and shot an enormous load of cum into Nick's mouth, taking him completely by surprise. The load was so big that he couldn't take all of it, and some dribbled out on his chin, right before a photo was taken. He savoured the flavour for a moment, then swallowed what was in his mouth, and wiping up and swallowing what was on his chin with a finger.

Michael pulled his cock from Nick's mouth, and said, "That was pretty good. Do you suck often?"

Nick was shocked at that, and shook his head. He spoke, his voice shaking, but still managing to keep his voice sounding as Mandy, "N-n-no, it was my first time..."

The salesman grinned, and said, "Well, you're damn good at it. What's your name, sweetheart? We should do this again some time."

He paused, then Nick said, "Mandy... And make sure you call first, my parents can't know about this... No-one can."

Michael nodded, "It'll be our little secret." He pulled Nick up gently, planted a soft kiss on his lips, and gave his butt a playful squeeze.

Nick blushed, and sat back down on the sofa. Michael grinned, slipped his softening cock back into his pants, then walked out the door, turning the camera off on his way out.

He paused again, making sure that the stranger was gone, before he stood up, and made his way unsteadily to a mirror. Instead of the sweet, innocent schoolgirl he saw before, he now saw a sweet, innocent, and slutty schoolgirl, with semen on her smeared makeup. He grinned, liking the view, but not wanting anyone else to see it. He stepped infront of the camera, taking several more photos of his slutty little face.

After a moment, Nick grinned, and then skipped to the bathroom, where he re-applied his makeup, restoring the sweet, innocent girl that he loved. He admired her in the mirror for a moment, then skipped happily back to the lounge room.

Spotting a small drop of semen on the couch next to where he had been sitting, he stepped over, and greedily licked it up, making sure there was no trace of his loving interaction.

He collapsed onto the couch again, and sighed. He couldn't believe that he had just done that. He had taken a complete stranger into his home, and sucked him off. He was surprised at himself, and excited. He slipped a hand between his legs, and ran a finger down the crotch of his panties. He was so wrapped up in the facade of being Mandy, that when his hand touched the head of his small cock, where he expected to find a moist pussy, it took him a moment to recover from his shock.

Then, the idea hit him. He needed something inside him. He packed the camera up carefully, and returned it to his bedroom. He then moved back to his suitcase, and pulled out a large black dildo, brand new, and a tube of lubricant. He kissed the end of the dildo, a little habit of his that he did with all dildos, the first time he used them.

He moved to the bathroom again, and sat the dildo down on its base on the cold tiles. He squirted a small dab of lubricant onto the dildo, and rubbed it all over lovingly with one hand. He smiled, and rinsed his hands off in the sink, drying them on a towel, then moved back to his bedroom, grabbing the camera, and setting it up with a perfect view of where he was going to have more fun.

He turned the camera on again, and stepped over to the dildo. He leant down, and kissed it again, for the camera, enjoying the taste of the strawberry lubricant on it. Then, he pulled his skirt up around his waist, and pulled his panties down slightly, making sure to keep his genitals hidden, but with his anus exposed.

Facing the camera, he slowly lowered himself onto the dildo, enjoying the pressure as the black plastic tried to gain entrance to his butt. The camera clicked as another photo was taken, then he pushed down, and the dildo slid into his butt, slowly and with difficulty at first, then quickly and easily as it got going.

He cried out, this dildo was at least twice the size of the others that he'd ever tried putting into his butt before. He rested with the dildo up him fully, letting his butt muscles get accustomed to the size of the penetrating object.

The camera clicked again, taking a photo of him sitting there, with a big black dildo up his virgin ass. He felt his cock hardening, and shook his head, trying to resist the urge to masturbate. He was Mandy, not Nick. Mandy just wanted a cock inside her.

Nick started to slowly bounce up and down, letting the dildo slide in and out of his ass. He moaned, enjoying the sensations of a cock sliding into and out of him.

Suddenly, his own cock exploded, spewing hot semen all over the floor and the base of the dildo. He moaned again, and moved a hand down, rubbing the semen on his asshole and the dildo, loving the feel of the extra lubrication, and warmth of his own cum in his butt.

He kept pumping up and down, but slower now. He groaned, and slowly pulled himself up from the dildo, letting it plop out of his ass. Reaching down, he noticed that his butt was slowly returning to its normal size. He grinned, and grabbed a shampoo bottle, two inches in diameter, with a rounded top, and quickly sat on it, moaning as it stretched his butt open wider. The lubricant and cum left on his butt was just enough to let it slide in without too much of a problem.

He bent down, facing away from the camera, giving it a perfect view. Then, he turned back to the camera, and rubbed his nipples gently. With almost no warning, his cock let forth another load of semen, all over the floor. He pushed down, driving the bottle up into his butt deep, and his butt cheeks dipped into his warm cum on the floor.

Nick pulled himself up slowly, and the bottle slid out of his butt, which took a lot longer to pull back to its original size than it did before. He put his hand down to his hole, touching the stretched opening tenderly. He grinned, and pushed his left hand, all of it, up his butt hole.

He flexed his fingers, and moved them all around, loving the feeling of having something alive and human in his butt. He moved his other hand there, teasing and fingering at his stretched hole. After a few minutes of this sensation, and plenty of photos of his stretched butt, he slowly withdrew it, wincing where the muscles had gripped around his wrist, and had to be restretched. He left a single finger in his hole, and let his butt slowly close around it, finally gripping it tight.

Then, he removed his finger, and stepped over to the sink, and washed his hands thoroughly, then he washed the shampoo bottle, and finally the dildo. When he was satisfied that they were clean, he switched off the camera, then went to the toilet, and wiped every bit of cum and lubricant from his butt and cock. He flushed, then stepped out, and readjusted his panties and dropped his skirt, resuming the innocent schoolgirl.

He knelt down on the tiles, the cold giving him a mild shock through the sheer material of his stockings. He put his head down, and licked up every little bit of his cum, and the lubricant, then licked his lips. He stood, and looked at himself in the mirror, again looking the slut.

Nick fixed his makeup again, and redid the nails on his left hand, where his butt had removed some of the polish. As he was walking back to his bedroom, the front door opened - he had forgotten to lock it! His father walked in, and stared at Nick for a moment, "Who are... Nick? What are you doing?"

To be continued...


(If people like this story, I'll write the sequel)

The Teacher's Sucking Lips

Brigit Astar on Sex Stories

It was Friday afternoon very near the end of the sixth and final period of the school day. Jeannie Boyce sat at her desk in the classroom and watched the students gathering their books and papers and baggage and getting ready to dash out. The bell finally rang and she watched as the students scrambled and dashed for the door. She noticed that one of the students did not join the scramble. She saw him walk back to the rear of the classroom and open the door of the cloakroom and enter it. She waited at her desk for a few minutes, but the student did not come out of the cloakroom. She walked to the rear of the classroom, hesitated for a bit, and then opened the door and looked in the cloakroom. What she saw startled her to say the least. She saw the student standing there with his cock out

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stroking it. She couldn't help but see that he had a full erection; his dick stood out hard and thick and throbbing as he stroked it up and down. She stood there speechless as he turned toward her, pointing his rigid prick at her and looking straight at her face as he rubbed his cock. She was at a loss what to do; she finally broke away and walked out of the cloakroom...

Later that day she kicked off her shoes and laid back in an easy chair in her apartment and sipped a drink as she reflected on the week that was. She pursed her lips and nodded in satisfaction. All in all, it had been a good week—far better than she had expected; for she had completed her first week of teaching, and nothing catastrophic had happened; she had made no major foul-ups, and nothing really bad had occurred. Her students were for the most part "okay"; a few were rambunctious, but that was to be expected from ninth graders—most of them fourteen or fifteen years old. Yes, all in all, it went pretty good, she thought, all but the incident of seeing the student in the cloakroom. She smiled wryly. But even that was not a catastrophe or a foul-up. It's funny, she thought. I suppose I should have reported the boy, or admonished him, or something, but ... my goodness, he just stood there, looking at me, and stroking his ... Umm—his name is Calvin; fourteen, I guess ... he just kept stroking it ... thick and stiff for a fourteen-year-old boy—umm ... Should I report him? ... No, not for that ... gee, but his—his thing was so thick and stiff—throbbing, straining, and he kept stroking it and pointing it at me—and looking at me...

Her throat and mouth were dry; she gulped and licked her lips; her heart was absolutely thudding, and a fizzy tingling had begun in her pussy and had shot upward to her breasts...

She sighed and wagged her head. Ah—it's been too long, she thought; too long since I had a ... how long? Three months? It's just that—here I am, in this new position; I don't know anyone yet—at school or anywhere else—first week of school and teaching and all...

Periodically, through the weekend, she found herself thinking of the student, of his stroking his thick stiff throbbing prick, pointing it right at her, and looking at her as he stroked the cock...

The following Monday she was in the middle of her sixth period class; she had given her students problems to be solved, and they were to raise their hands if they needed help. She saw the boy raise his hand and she walked back to him. He sat in the last row in the rear, his desk behind all the others. She stood over him, and he pointed down on his workbook. "I don't understand how to do this," he said. As she looked down she saw that he had his hand on his crotch and was stroking it. She saw that he had a bulging hard-on.

Toward the end of the sixth period, she passed out graded papers to the students; she walked around the room handing the papers to them. When she walked back to his desk to give him his paper she saw that he had pulled his cock out and was stroking it. He looked straight at her as he rubbed his thick stiff throbbing cock.

The bell rang and the students scrambled and dashed for the door—all but Calvin. She noticed that he had made his way to the cloakroom.

Her throat and mouth were suddenly dry; her heart thumped. She got up and walked back to the cloakroom, hesitated, and then opened the door.

The boy stood there stroking his cock. Jeannie looked down at it, and gulped and licked her lips. He walked toward her and tugged his cock up. Jeannie gave out a little gasping sound, and then she went down on her knees, grasped his hips, opened her lips and took the prick in.

The boy clutched her head and drove his dick in her mouth, and she began sucking his cock.

The boy was no virgin; he knew what to do. He let her suck his prick for a few minutes, but he didn't want to shoot his wad in her mouth. He wanted to fuck her. In just a few minutes, he had her down on the floor and was pumping his cock in her pussy,

Jeannie had her arms and legs wrapped around him and was fucking back at him. She was so wrapped up in the fucking that she failed to hear the door of the cloakroom being opened or see the person who had opened it and had stood there for a few minutes watching. The door closed again....

The next day Jeannie was surprised and alarmed to receive a summons to the principal's office. She felt a sense of trepidation about it, and wondered what it could be. Maybe an evaluation, she thought.

She entered the office and looked nervously at the principal, Mr. Stone. He was a heavy-set man with a ruddy complexion and a flinty look. He didn't glare at her but he did fix her with a somber gaze. He stood up from his desk and moved around it and came to within three feet of her. He held a folder.

"Ms. Boyce, I've been reviewing your file," he said. "You've been teaching here for a week." He closed the folder and pitched it onto the desk.

"Yes, sir," she replied. "This makes my second week."

"And how do you like teaching here?"

"Oh, I like it, sir, it's great. Everything about it has been good."

"You want to continue teaching here?"

"Why, yes sir. Very much so."

"Well, I'm afraid that may not be possible."

Jeannie quailed back till her rear end touched against the desk. "Wha ... what, sir? Uh—I mean—I don't understand."

"Well, I'll make it clear to you. Your behavior, your conduct, has been, shall I say, less than becoming. To be specific, you've committed an act, which has no grounds for appeal. I refer to your actions with your student in the cloakroom yesterday."

Jeannie's face blanched and her lower lip dropped. She started to speak, but nothing came out but a stutter.

"Of course, there is no excuse or appeal you can make. Ordinarily, you would be summarily dismissed immediately—terminated, and I don't have to tell you that it would mark the end of your teaching—anywhere. I would be the one to dismiss you—it's up to me."

"Mr. Stone—I don't think—I mean—I—"

"Ms. Boyce, yesterday, when you were in the cloakroom, you didn't see or notice the door being opened and someone seeing you with the student. That someone was I, Ms. Boyce. I saw you and the student, saw what you were doing. So there's no need for you to deny it or try to justify it."

She gulped, wagged her head and looked down. There was nothing she could say.

"As I said, Ms. Boyce, it's up to me, if you are dismissed or not. Now, the way I see it is this: Perhaps something can be worked out. It's up to you, Ms. Boyce."

"Something can be worked out?"

"Yes, Ms. Boyce. You know what I mean. It can be worked out—here and now."

She saw the way he was looking at her body. She also saw the pointed throbbing bulge in his pants. She then realized what the score was. And she also realized that she really had no choice, and there was no decision to be made anyway. Of course she would acquiesce.

"What ... what do you want me to do?" she asked.

He walked over to the door and locked it, and then came back and stood close to her. "You know what to do," he said. He nodded toward her blouse. "The top--and the bottom."

She understood and she complied. She unbuttoned her blouse and slipped it off. Then she slid her skirt down. He nodded. "Okay, all the rest too—the top—and the bottom."

She unhooked her bra and pulled it off, and then slid her panties down and off.

Mr. Stone looked at her naked body, and he gave out an "Umm." He reached out and clutched her titties and rubbed and squeezed them. He grasped her behind her legs and lifted and pushed her back onto the desk, and lifted her legs and drew them back. He went down on her, rubbing his mouth on her pussy and sliding his tongue along the slit. He clasped her hips and jammed his tongue in her cunt.

Jeannie gasped at the sensation of his tongue jabbing in her pussy. She thrust her cunt up, pressing it on his mouth.

He slid his tongue out and pulled her forward. He hurriedly unbuckled and unzipped his pants and pulled his cock out. He grasped her around her hips and pulled her forward onto his prick.

He drove his thick hard cock up her cunt, digging it in, stuffing it deep. Then he pulled back a few inches and drove it forward again.

Jeannie wrapped her arms around his shoulders and locked her legs around his waist. He then proceeded to fuck her royally.

"Ohh, ahh, umm, ahh," Jeannie gasped and fucked back at him.

He went down on her tits, licking and sucking them as he pumped the meat to her.

"Unh, ahh, ooh—ahh, umm," Jeannie cooed out as he screwed her cunt.

He gave a mighty heave and crammed his cock in her cunt and let her have it. He squirted a gob of cum deep in her pussy.

Jeannie thrust her cunt up and tightened her muscles. Her pussy sucked on his cock, sucking up his cum.


Jeannie felt good about it. She knew that now she was "protected"; she knew that the principal was on her side, so to speak. She was free—free to suck and fuck, and she intended to do just that.

At the end of the sixth and final period of the school day, Jeannie went to the cloakroom where the fourteen-year-old student had gone. She sucked his cock, and he fucked her mouth. She wrapped her legs around the boy, and he thrust his prick in her cunt. "Ahh—fuck me, boy, fuck your teacher," Jeannie gasped to him, as he pumped his boy cock in his teacher's pussy. "Ah yes, umm—so fucking good," she cooed.

He drove his dick up her cunt and squirted his boy cum deep in her pussy. "Ooh yes—oh sweet fucking boy, ummm yes," she panted as he pumped cum in her cunt.

This is great, Jeannie thought. I can suck and fuck every day here at school ... and there are dozens of students here—boys with nice stiff cocks just waiting to be sucked and to fuck their teacher. And there's the principal Mr. Stone also. I'm going to suck him too.

There was a boy in her third period class that she had her eye on. He was fifteen years old, and big and husky for his age. She got him in the cloakroom, and he couldn't believe his good fortune. His teacher sucked his cock, deep-throating him. Then she got on her hands and knees with her ass sticking up and told him to fuck her from behind. He drove his boy cock up his teacher's rear-end.

Jeannie was in heaven. This is so great, she thought. All the cock I could want is right here in this school. All I could want to fuck me ... all the cock I could want to suck.

enemas with adopted sister

CoolJonVa82 on Teen Stories

this story also includes anal & enemas



People in this story me & my adopted sister Breanna



Location, Orlando, FL, in my apartment (same adopted sister from the story "sex with adopted sisters"

this time Its bre



2 nights are breanna came to me sitting down next to me on the couch, by the look on her face i could tell she was not well. she said she was having bad tummy pains, thinking

Mr Baker and Me. Part Three

Phoenix54 on Teen Stories

I woke up in his arms. I was so warm and very happy. I lay in his arms until he woke up. 



" Morning," he said in a tired voice with his eyes half closed. I laughed and I poked his nose to wake him up in reply. 



"Did you sleep ok?," he asked after he stopped laughing. 



" Yeah was the best nights sleep I've had in a while!" we lay there for a solid ten minutes before I broke his hold on me

Lady In The House - Part II

PantyhosePrincess on Transgender Stories

Lady in the House – Part II

By

Michele Nylons

From Part I

 

Then the full light of the situation dawned on me. As I looked at the reflection of the trampy woman in the business suit I realised she looked just like a caricature of the ‘sexy secretaries’ I had seen posing in porn magazines just before they stripped off their clothes, page by page.

Now I knew why Eddie had called me his secretary! Oh my god! He had been planning this for weeks, having me help him pick out clothes, obviously getting his ‘girls’ to find out my size

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s for clothes and shoes. And now I had no choice but to be Eddie’s ‘sexy secretary’ or suffer an agonising beating and the loss of my limbs!

"Mike, now you are Michele, you look beautiful! I hope you enjoy your first time as much as I did," said Carmel as she slid past me and out the door.

And that is how I became to be dressed as a woman and standing in the far corner of a darkened cell on E Block of Chelmsford Correction Facility for Men, and waiting for the most dangerous inmate in the jail.

 

Part II

 

"She's all yours Eddie. She looks beautiful." I heard Carmel say as 'she' disappeared down the corridor, her high heels clicking on the tiled floor.

Eddie appeared at the door to the cell, he stepped inside and closed the door behind him.

"So what do you think of the little nest I have here for you 'secretary bird'," he asked sarcastically.

"Eddie, what's going on, what's all this about," I implored.

"Well if you haven't figured it out by now hun, you are a lot dumber than I thought. I needed a secretary, but not just to be my accountant, I need a 'Girl Friday' who can help run my business and take dictation; emphasis on the DICK," he smirked.

"I recognised your potential early, so now I have made you into Michele, my secretary, confidant, and soon to be my personal assistant. Very fucking personal if you know what I mean!"

Eddie stepped towards me. He was dressed in a pair of light tan linen pants, a smoking jacket, and expensive looking moccasin slippers adorned his feet.

"You look beautiful hun, just what I was hoping for; come here," he whispered hoarsely and reached out to pull me to him.

I immediately tried to step back out of his reach but he gripped my forearm and pulled me forward. As he did his other hand came up and slapped me soundly across the face. It was what the inmates referred to as a 'bitch slap', and it really stung. My eyes started to water.

Eddie took a handkerchief out of his pocket and put it to my teary eyes.

"Now Michele, don't cry; I would hate to ruin all the hard work that Carmel did with your makeup," he said.

"Just behave yourself and there will be no more pain."

He lifted my chin and looked deeply into my eyes.

"God your just fucking beautiful," he whispered and put his arms around me.

Eddie embraced me, locking his strong arms around me. His faced moved forward and I sensed he was about to kiss me. My involuntary action was to move back. His right hand came up again and was held out flat near my face, ready to slap me again. I forced myself to stay still.

He enclosed me in his arms again and this time his lips came down on mine. It was the strangest feeling, I could feel the slight rasp of afternoon shadow on his face, smell the faint scent of his aftershave and the press of his thick lips against mine. He pushed his tongue into my mouth and I could taste my lipstick mingled with his mouthwash. His tongue started to explore my mouth and he pulled me even closer.

I forced myself not to back away, rather I became limp. I knew there was no way out of my current predicament without extreme pain and punishment. Even then Eddie would take what he wanted from me. I tried to clear my head and just endure what was happening to me without further antagonising him.

Eddie was now kissing me passionately, his lips pressed hard against mine, his tongue exploring under mine then slowly working its way around my mouth, flicking and probing. His body was hard against me and I felt a hand slide down my back and come to rest on my buttock. He rubbed his hand there, the material of my dress and half-slip whispered against the smooth nylon of my panties and hose.

"Mmmm," Eddie whimpered, his lips still against mine.

He lifted his face and looked at me again. I realised he was not looking at another man, but a gorgeous woman in her mid thirties, her hair styled in a bottle – blonde bob and wearing thick makeup, rouged cheeks and plum red pouting lips.

"God I just have to have you hun, my lovely little secretary bird; this is just how I imagined it would be!"

Eddie started kissing me again and I felt his other hand slide down so that he had both of my buttocks in his grip. I felt him lift up the hem of my business suit skirt and caress the material of my half-slip. His hands worked in a circular motion in time with his tongue, rubbing the silky slip against my tight pantied buttocks. I was so shocked that it took me a while to realise that he was also gyrating his hips against mine; pulling my lower half against his as his passion intensified.

I commanded myself not to move, to just take what was coming; it couldn't be worse than a beating or broken legs!

Then I felt it, I went from being a limp rag doll and tensed up, almost pulling myself away. Using the utmost self-control I forced myself to go limp again in his arms and allow him to ply my body against his. What I felt was a long iron bar that could only be an erection pushing against my stomach. I could feel it though the material of his slacks and my skirt.

Eddie was gyrating against me now, his tongue working feverishly in my mouth, his lips crushing mine. The hands on my ass gripped my buttocks and pushed my lower body harder against him. He was 'dry humping' me I realised; pushing his erect member against me through our clothes. I heard and felt a deep humming from his throat and he was breathing heavily in and out of his nose as he continued to kiss me deeply.

Eddie suddenly stopped pushing on my buttocks and I felt a hand leave my ass, glide across my hip then move between us. He fumbled there, his hand between my navy blue skirt and his loose tan linen pants. My god I knew what he was doing! And then I felt the fruits of his efforts down there.

Eddie had freed his erect penis from the confines of his pants and it was now like a hard iron bar between us. His hand flew back to my ass and he again rucked up my skirt and used both hands to caress my buttocks through the slip as he pulled me back against him.

He ground himself against me, his cock hard against my lower abdomen. I could feel the girth of it though the layers of skirt, slip, panties and pantyhose. I concentrated harder on not panicking and just allowing Eddie to do as he wanted; surely this would be over soon.

Eddies kisses had now become a hard insistent invasion of my mouth; every few seconds he had to break to take a breath; I could feel my lipstick smeared over my lips and over my teeth. During these little gasps for breath he would pant,

"Yes! oh yes baby! so good! so good!!!"

"Gotta do it soon! gotta do it soon!!!"

Eddie again removed a hand and fumbled around down there between us. This time I felt him lift my skirt up completely so it was rucked up around my waist. He lifted me up and forced me to my toes, my heels left the ground and I fell further against him, my face now level with his as I balanced in the awkward high heels that I had never worn before. Eddie struggled with his erection and I felt him push it down then release it so it sprag forward whilst at the same time he pushed our lower extremities together.

His cock was now wedged between my legs, hard against my crotch and encased in the silky sheer material of my half-slip.

"Oh my god!" Eddie groaned and began his hard circular humping against me yet again.

He got into rhythm, dry fucking me in time to his feverish kisses; slowly circling his manhood he had trapped between us. Eddie tugged hard on my slip and I felt it start to drag down my thighs until it was around the tops of my knees. Now I could feel his turgid penis trapped between my pantied crotch and gossamer hosed thighs. Eddie was pushing up now as he thrusted, fucking the silken trap made by my pantyhosed thighs and nylon pantied crotch. I could feel the head of his penis rubbing itself along mine through my panties. My penis was still held in place tight between my legs by the gusset of my pantyhose.

Eddie had just what he wished for I guess. His slutty secretary forced to stand tiptoe in shiny black heels, her silken pantyhosed legs circled by her pretty peach half-slip just above her knees. Her dress rucked around her waist, her blonde bobbed hair framing a heavily made-up face that was locked to his in a powerful stream of kisses.

The big strong man held his sweet secretary in his tight embrace, sliding his tumescent member between her thighs, the gossamer of her hose and silken sheen of her panties serving to provide little electric shocks of pleasure through his body.

I felt Eddie quicken his pace and his cock begin to throb. He pushed against me harder and he held me so tight I though he would squeeze the breath out of me. His tongue was now a wild wet animal, thrashing in my mouth, fluttering and exploring every crevice.

Both his hands gripped my buttocks squeezing them roughly through the gauzy nylon panties and pushing me forward and back to the rhythm of his thrusts. Then he groaned and gripped my ass so tight that I felt the nylon panties tear and his fingers burst through and bury themselves into the gusset of my pantyhose. He forced me against him as hard as could and I felt his penis begin to pulse and throb.

Hot wet fluid suddenly soaked the tops of my thighs and the crotch of my panties. I felt stream after stream of his creamy seed shoot against my silken hosed thighs and being to slowly run down my legs. My crotch was soaked with hot sticky liquid and as I struggled to breathe I could smell the salty, slightly swampy smell that is associated with fresh semen.

Eddie had ejaculated against me. He slowed down his thrusts and slightly eased his grip on me. His spend had now invaded the layers of panty and hose and I could feel it warm and milky against my penis.

Eddie's hands slid up my body to my shoulders and he gently eased me back and lowered me to my feet. He looked down, pulled up my half-slip and smoothed down my dark blue skirt, the hem coming to rest against my sticky thighs. Then he did something that summarised in my mind how used I felt; he took a handful of my skirt and wiped his slowly deflating penis on it; the globs of semen and silvery seminal fluid staining the dark material as he cleaned himself on me.

"Not bad Michele," he chuckled, "Now clean yourself up sweetheart, you look a complete fucking Mess."

 

 

To be continued………………………………..

 

 

Wedded into Slavery, Intro and Part 1

shiny333 on Forced Stories

My name is April.  I have been enslaved by a man named Bruce.  Years ago, I was good friends with Bruce, but after the death of my lover, I disappeared from the tavern in which we all lived and worked together.  One night I came back, drunk, and acquiesced to his advances, and agreed to something I never intended to happen.  I agreed to get married.

I am bound, only to leave if he should allow me.  I never before knew he could be so fucked in the head…

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            April headed downstairs, her well-groomed white-gloved hand skimming along the length of the rail until she found herself at the first story of the tavern.  There she saw Bruce behind the bar, staring right at her, as if he had been expecting her the entire time.  He was dressed in a tux, and stood next to a man in a long black robe.  Bruce had an obvious hard-on accompanying his lustful grin, and when the robed man caught glimpse of April, he too developed a hard-on.

            She looked stunning.  Her vibrant skin was highlighted by the vague sheathing of her body.  She wore a stretchy lace and fishnet soft cup bustier, which was pulled taut by the white clips that also held up her soft white stockings.  She toyed at her long, loosely curled blond tresses, which framed her delicately veiled face and fell to the waistband of her white thong.

            “Well, my beautiful bride, this was the best I could do on such short notice.  You look so sexy, dressed up for me.”

            She turned slightly red, noticing her well-curved body was on display for not only Bruce, but also a minister.

            She warily approached them, both of the men hungrily eying her as her breasts bounced slightly with each movement.

            “Well, April, you have made both of our cocks so hard with your wonderful tits and your shapely body.  You won’t have to fuck both of us today, but you will be fucked.  Let’s hurry this up so that we can consummate our marriage.”

            She stood beside Bruce, who did not lovingly take her hand, but hooked his hand inside of her waistband and cupped his hand over the nearest globe of her ass.

            “Can we hurry this, please, Michael?”

            The minister nodded and flipped through the small book he held in his hand before just putting it down on the bar to his side.  “Would you just like to take your vows?”

            Bruce nodded, then looked to April.  “I, Bruce, take thee, April, to be my lawfully wedded wife, to keep for my pleasure, for as long as we both shall live.”

            He had fed her the vows he wanted her to speak the night before, and had instructed her to memorize them.  A tear trickled down her cheek as she fought with herself, not wanting to speak the boorish words he wished her to speak, knowing she had no choice.

            “I, April, take thee, Bruce, to be my lawfully wedded husband, to pleasure your cock, to bathe myself in and consume your cum, to service your every whim, to, err…”

            She hesitated, eliciting a glare from Bruce, who painfully squeezed her ass to inspire her to continue.

            “To present my body in a whorish fashion, to allow full access to the entirety of my flesh and the depths of my orifices for penetration or any other treatment which you may require, to always ensure that you blow your load, even at the expense of my own pleasure, for as long as we both shall live.”

            The minister smiled evilly, his erection very obviously twitching underneath the robe.

            “By the power vested in me, I pronounce you husband and wife, yadda yadda.  Now, go on, love birds, and I shall be on my way.”  He extended his hand to Bruce.  “She’s a hot one.  You’re a lucky son of a bitch.”

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            Bruce laid April down onto his bed, lavishly covered with black satin, and removed the jacket of his tuxedo, shoes, and socks, tossing them to the side.  The sound of the thump of the shoes against the wall caused her to look over to the side, then she spotted a bottle of champagne in a bucket of ice on the bedside table, along with two champagne flutes, a corkscrew, and an unlabeled bottle.

            Bruce started unbuttoning his shirt, then removed it after loosening his bowtie, shucking those to the side, as well, then rapidly removed his cummerbund, pants, and underwear.  He seemed to be in a pretty big hurry.

            April looked back to him with worry, her eyes locked on his large and hardened cock.

            “Remove your veil, baby.”  She did so, delicately placing it on the bedside table.  “Good girl.”  He crawled onto the bed, situating himself in a lying position on his side, putting his hand on her stomach.  “I know you’ve already lost your virginity, but I thought you could still wear white because you haven’t yet lost your anal virginity.”

            Her eyes grew wide and she took a deep, fearful breath, which made him laugh.  “You vowed, baby.  Every orifice I wish to lavish attention on.”  His hand traveled down her stomach and onto her mons, then over to her hip where he unclipped one of the bands that connected her bustier to her stockings.  He then did the other one, and resituated himself so that he could remove the delicate leggings.  “Don’t worry.  I’ll give your hungry pussy attention, too.  I bet you’re already wet, aren’t you, whore?”

            “Please, I don’t want to do this.”  Her big blue eyes looked up at him pleadingly.

            “You’ll love it, baby.  And it’s not like it really matters, because you also vowed to make me cum at the expense of your own pleasure.”  He straddled her, lifting up her bustier, motioning for her to sit up briefly so he could remove it.  Once it was removed, his hands came to her breasts, softly cupping the mounds and moving them in circles.  His eyes closed against the pleasure he got just from enjoying her tits.  “Mmmm.”

            His already steel cock stiffened and lengthened even more as it rested against her stomach.  “Ohhh, yeahhh.”  His fingers zeroed in on their pink targets, painfully pinching April’s delicate nipples, making her close her eyes and arc her back as she moaned in pain.

            “Alright, baby, let’s get these silly panties off,” he spoke, almost in a whisper.  He moved off of her and reached under the small of her back, easing her lower body up as he peeled the g-string from her body, displaying her bare pussy.

            She began trembling, naked save for the gloves on her hands.  “How about some champagne?”  He knew April was a booze hound, so he wasn’t surprised that once he uncorked the bottle and poured their two glasses, she immediately downed her own and half of the bottle.  “That’s okay.  You’re loose when you’re drunk.”

            She whimpered softly at the humiliating words he spoke, then put the bottle back on the table.

            He watched her in her nude state as he patiently sipped down a few glasses of the alcohol, leaving about a fourth of the bottle left.  He held it up and swirled it a bit to gauge the level left.  “Perfect.”  He turned his visual attention to her again.  “Now, slut, I need you to scoot to the bottom of the bed.”  She hesitated, but did so, not wanting to incur any punishments, at least not on the first day of being a slave.  She was buzzed, no doubt, and, as he had said, much more willing to fuck.

            He got off the bed with the bottle of champagne in hand and moved to the foot of the bed.  “Now, lift up your hips and spread your legs.”  She lifted her pelvis off the bed, bracing her feet on the edge, spread as far as she could in her position.  He smiled softly, reaching forward to swipe his index finger along the length of her pussy slit.  He swiftly found her clit and gently circled it, watching her sway her hips back and forth with a pleasured moan.  “That’s it, whore.”  He moved the bottle neck to her opening and quickly shoved it in, releasing her clit and circling her hips in his arm so he could angle her and let the sizzling liquid seep into her cunt. 

She yelped and whimpered in protest.  It was cold, the feeling of being filled with liquid unexpectedly was uncomfortable, and she protested by squeezing her vaginal walls, and the liquid spilled out, coursing down her ass cheeks and into her ass crack.  “You fucking drunk bitch.”  He smirked.  “You love your fucking drink, don’t you, bitch?  And you love your fucking cunt filled.”

Having gotten used to the feeling, and actually enjoying it, April used one of her arms to hold her legs up, closing them, but spreading the plane of her pussy so Bruce could teasingly pump the bottle neck in and out of her pussy.  “There we go.”

“Mmmm,” she moaned, her eyes shut lightly as her head nuzzled into the plush of the bed.

Bruce lightly slapped at her thighs, and she let them down and splayed them to the side.  He sped up the penetrations into her dripping twat and reached up with his free hand to play with her tits.  “Oh, yeah.”

She whimpered softly, putting her newly freed hand up near her head, baring her body for his pleasure.

When he noticed her pleasure mounting, he let the bottle slip out of her pussy and across her perineum, venturing into the crinkle of her ass.  He stopped playing with her tits so he could restrain her should she try to get away. 

She yelped, her eyes flying wide open.  “Please don’t!”

“Shut up, bitch.  If you’re going to beg at all, it better be for me to use you.”

She shut up, not wanting to egg him on, but she still looked conflicted.  He wasn’t moving the bottle, but he could at any moment.  Her ass muscles were tightening to try to expel it, but he held it in firmly.  “Actually, I like the thought of your begging.  So, whore, go ahead.  Beg me to fuck you.”

“Please, fuck me, Bruce.”  She was monotonous.

He violently pumped the bottle in her ass several times, then quickly moved it back to her pussy, where he slowly and torturously began pumping her again.  “Say it like you mean it, whore.  You want to cum?”

Now that the bottle was back in her cunt, she enjoyed the feelings again.  The slow, deliberate movements helped her to start mounting her arousal again.  She spoke with renewed fervor.  “Please!  Oh, yes, please fuck me.  Fuck my pussy with the fucking bottle.”

“There we go,” he cooed.  “There you go, baby.”  She started moving her body against the neck of the bottle with a groan, pushing it deeper.  “That’s it.”

Bruce made a few very deep penetrations into her cunt.  “If you want to cum, you have to keep begging, slut.”

“Please, can I cum?”  Her breathing was deepening and speeding up.

“What do you call me?”

“Please, master, can I cum?”  She whimpered softly when he sped up the fucking of her pussy.

“What do you want me to do after you cum, baby?”

She groaned softly, “I don’t know.”

“Yes, you do, bitch.”  He pushed the bottle deep, not moving it.  “You have to beg me.”

“Please, after I cum, can you fuck me in the ass?”  She went red with embarrassment, hoping she had chosen adequate words.

“Of course, baby.”  He started the pumping again.  “And you may cum.”  He sped it up, feeling resistance as her pussy muscles started squeezing back in pleasure.

“Mmmm, ahhhhh,” she moaned, rocking her hips back and forth to help get the bottle deeper.

“Oh, yes, baby,” he groaned, feeling the immense strain in his cock as she fucked the bottle.

“Oh, yeah!” she responded, clutching the bed as he continued to fuck her.

“Yeah, baby,” he cooed, pleased with her performance.

“Mmmm, ohhh yeahhhh!” she called as she came, her muscles clenching tightly onto the bottle.  “Fuck yeah,” she gasped as she slumped back against the bed.

“Mmmmm,” Bruce murmured as he slowly twisted the bottle and pulled it from her cunt.  “Oh, yeah, whore.  What a good girl you are.”  He patted her pussy with pride in his little slut, and she jumped slightly after the intensity of her orgasm.  “Did you like that, whore?”

She whimpered softly in humiliation.  “Yes, master.”

“You ready to get assfucked, slut?”

She groaned softly, “I’m scared, master.”  She bit down on her lip.

“Don’t be scared, baby.  It’s just a cock up your tight little ass.”

“But your cock is so big, master.”  She thought he might like to hear that.

She was right.  His chest swelled with pride and he stroked the length of his large dick a few times.  “I know, baby, and you’re so tight, but we have to do it.  You’re my wife, and you’ve already lost your oral and pussy virginities.  Don’t you want to give your master your anal virginity?”

“Yes, master,” she lied.  “What do I have to do?”

He snaked his hand forward and gave her clit a sharp pinch, making her yelp.  “I need you to get on your hands and knees in the center of the bed.  Since it’s your first time, I promise I won’t hurt you too badly.”

He brought the bottle back over to the bedside table, placing it down, picking up the bottle of oil and mounting the bed.  April had obediently gotten into the position he required of her.

He flipped open the tube of oil and drizzled it onto the crack of her ass, letting it ooze downward, then he rubbed his index finger along the crack, hooking the tip into her asshole.  She groaned in discomfort.

“Oh, yeah,” Bruce said, slipping his finger in all the way.  “Can you tighten on my finger, baby?”  She bore down, increasing the pressure on his finger.  “Oh, yeahhhhhhh,” he responded.  He watched her ass prettily constrict and relax around his finger rhythmically, rubbing one of her ass cheeks to display his pleasure.  “Look at that.  What a dirty little whore.”

April was clenching her teeth, gritting them against the penetrative discomfort in her asshole, merely performing to prevent any sort of punishment from being laid down upon her.  She slammed her head into the bed as she felt a second finger pop into her ass.

“You’re such a good girl.”

“Fuck my ass, please.”  She sounded meek.

“Oh, yeah!” he grinned, pleased to see her going above and beyond what he asked of her.  He wiggled the fingers, then started forcefully moving them from side to side, loosening her.  He then started moving them more quickly, shaking them violently, causing her to arc her back in pain and let out a scream.  “Yeah, baby!”  He pulled them out suddenly, getting up behind her and mounting her.

He slid his raging hard-on into her ass slowly, feeling her jerking and barking in pain.  He used one hand to hold himself up on the bed, leaving the other one free to soothingly stroke along April’s tummy.  “It’s okay, baby.  You’re being very good.  You’re being a very good slut.”

“It hurts, master,” she whined as he continued to slide into her, her body trembling as he was fully in her.

“I know, cunt,” he said, slowly working his dick up and down into her hole, continuing to rub along her stomach.  “It has to be done.”

He pumped a few times, then pushed deep inside of her, relishing in the sounds of her pain.  “Now push it.”  She bore down on his dick, massaging the length of his shaft, making him moan, his eyes squinting shut.  “Yeah, that’s it.”

He pulled out of her, moving his hands to her ass cheeks, pushing down on them to spread them apart and show her gaping hole.  “You want some cock?”

“Uh-huh,” she whimpered, relieved that her ass was empty.

“Say it, bitch.”

“I want your cock up my ass.”

“Yeah?”

“Yes, please!  Fuck my ass!”

He instructed her to fold one of her arms behind her back.  He pressed down on it, slamming his dick into her ass again.  He pumped her roughly, eventually releasing her arm to grip onto her ass cheeks.  She gained traction by dropping her arm down and gripping onto the bed.

Bruce reached underneath her with both arms, ceasing his pumping so he could flip them over.  He lay down, situating her on top, her feet on his thighs and her hands by his sides.  “Ride my cock.”

She began moving along his dick, aided by his hands propped against her back.  She was whimpering and moaning with pain.  “It’s okay,” he cooed, not really consoling her at all.

He started roughly pounding up into her, yelling louder than she, “I wanna fuck that ass, baby!”

Unsettled by the rough fucking, April’s arms gave way and she fell back against Bruce’s chest.  He continued to fuck her, but slightly gentler, one hand moving down to gently grasp an ass cheek, the other moving to a gyrating breast.  When he squeezed it, April moaned in pleasure, her ass massaging his cock inside of her.  He groaned, throwing his head back, eyes shut.  “Yeah.  Ohhhh, yessss.”

“Ohhh, god,” moaned April, also closing her eyes, surprised to actually feel an oncoming orgasm creeping up on her.

“Yes, baby,” moaned Bruce, lengthening his strokes.

“Oh, yeahhhh,” she responded as she began to shake.

“Oh, fuck yeah!” he cried, quickening his pace as he felt his load loosening in his balls.

“Fuck me!”

“Yeah, baby!”

She started crying out in staccato bursts, letting out a final scream as she came on top of him, clamping down on his dick.  This caused him to swiftly follow with his own orgasm.

“Fuck yeah!” he called as he blew his load into her ass, pounding several times before his dick was limp in her ass.

“What do you say, bitch?”

“Thank you, master.”  She gasped to catch her breath.  “Thank you for fucking my ass.”

Test run 1

capnsilver on BDSM Stories

I sit up quickly in the bed of my cell, I hear footsteps echoing in the hallway. A chill shoots down my spine, part anticipation and also because of the temperature of the room.  I slide off the bed and onto my knees on the floor assuming the presentation position, my knees spread and my arms holding the opposite elbows behind my back which thrusts out my breasts. The cold concrete makes my knees ache and a cold breeze makes my bare nipples stand up straight. My breathing speeds up as I hear a key turn in the lock and the door opens. In walks a tall middle aged man with dark hair. He doesn't look at me immediately and I quickly remember my place and stare meekly at the floor. He says nothing but pulls the one chair in the room over and sits down a few feet to my right. I can just see him

FORCED TO CHANGE

petite_ana on Erotic Horror

Hi I am ana, I am Thai. Was born male, begin stealing hormones at 12, now I 19. and me 5' tall natural breast kk smallish but almost a "b" cup. I was happy to be Thai Lady Boy. so very very happy. this story is true, but not right names, and it made a choice ffor me, but I not want that choice.

I was new to area I moved to. someone at my work tell me bout a nice young people club no alcohol. Friday nite came, and I went to club. ooked nice outside. inside was too. a pretty american girl behind bar, very tall very nice body, she smile at me and ask what I would like, i order ice tea. we talk a bit, pretty much bout nothing important. she ask where I from, I tell her I am Thai. She remark that they have alot of very pretty ady boys there. i ask how she knew and she say internet, she like

Two in One

Bensid on Taboo Stories

Part 1

Two fights in one day. That is what Andy had to put up with. It wasn't his idea, but that's how things worked out, so who was he to complain? The first one was done with, and his next one wasn't until later in the night. Because he was had some time, Andy decided to stop at Aria's house for some pre-fight sex.

     Aria wasn't Andy's girlfriend or anything, but she would fuck almost anyone at her school for a favor. It just so happened that at the time Pentaco, another kid at their school, had been giving her some trouble so, in exchange for beating the crap out of him, she and her friend Kelly would gladly fuck Andy and his friend Eric.

     Andy and Eric s

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tood at the door to Aria's house. They rang the bell and Aria, in all her sexy glory, came to the door.

     Aria was slim, with a beautiful pair of firm round breasts. Her hair was long and flowing, and almost came all the way down to her small round ass. Kelly, who stood behind Aria, had a big butt, but and petite little boobs. Togerher they were a pair to die for.

     They all went inside and after exchanging a few words began to remove their clothes. Aria's parents wouldn't be home until the next morning, so they didn't even bother to go upstairs.

     Aria quickly took off the tight pink sweater she had been wearing. She wasn't wearing a bra and her dark brown nipples were sticking out. This got Andy excited and he started getting hard as he took off his shirt. Andy's chest was clearly outlined, and muscular. He had just come from his fight with Pentaco, so every inch of his body was covered in sweat. He quickly slipped off his jeans, revealing his ever stiffening cock. By this time everybody was naked, so they began.

     "Now Aria," said Andy in a buisnesslike tone "I've heard of what you do for beople like be who've just come from fights."

     Aria had been doing this for a long time. She soon discovered that you can get guys excited by licking sweat off their bodies so, if they were sweaty, that's what she did. Aria began to move her tongue up and down all over Andy's chest, licking up the salty sweat that covered him. Andy had never felt anything like this before, and he was savoring every minute of the warm, tickling sensation he felt as she slid her tongue over his chest and nipples. When she finnished she begal lapping up the sweat that lay inhis armpits. Andy liked this and slowly began to rub his cock which had now grown to it's full 8.5". Aria finnished both Andy's armpits, and she now moved on to the part she hated. She slowly moved her head toward his crotch and began to lick under his balls. Andy couldn't take it anymore and suddenly grabbed her by her hair, turned her around, bent her over and plunged his cock into her. Andy grabbed her ass and began thrusting himself into her. Aria started screaming, half out of surprise and half out of pleasure. Andy kept pounding her for a while when he finally had an idea.

     "Eric," Andy called to his friend, who he just remembered was in the room "You gonna cum soon?"

     "Yeah" called Eric.

     "Cum on Aria's boobs" He shouted

     Eric listened to his friend, who had never steered him wrong before and did as he was told. Andy layed Aria on the floor and Eric started pumping shot after shot of cum onto her large round breasts. Aria was not exactly pleased about this but, as she was in debt to the two of them, she kept her mouth shut. When Eric was done Andy got on top of Aria and started sliding his cock through her large, round, cum soaked breasts. The sensation was amazing, and Andy loved the feel of his friend's warm cum on Aria. Aria, however, was less that thrilled, as Andy's 8.5" penis sometimes went up her nose, and she smelled the awful combination of post-fight cock, and lots of cum. Andy soon started cumming all over Aria's mouth and face. Finally he got up, cleand off his cock and went off to his fight.

Part 2

Andy pounded his fists into Tyrone's chest and face. They both had their shirts off and were brawling away. Andy was bleeding slightly. He felt his balls get heavy as he was winning the violent contest of strength, sweat, and testosterone Suddenly they heard sirens. The two boys, alone at night in the empty lot, turned to see a police car. Two policemen flew out of the car and pulled them apart from eachother. After a bit of slamming them into the car to calm them down, one of the cops spoke.

     "You know," he said "Fighting like this is unnaceptable. If either of you have a record you could both look forward to prison. Isn't that right Murray?"

     The other cop nodded

     "But you know, seeing as we're in a good mood we can let you go if you let us have sex with you."

    "I'd rather go to prison." said Andy.

    "Well too bad," said the cop "'cause we're not giving you a choice."

    With that the cop threw Andy on the car and forcefully pulled off his jeans. Andy screamed as the cop rammed his big hairy cock into Andy's ass. He stopped soon though, and asked his partner if he wanted to see some "black on black" action. He  then pointed a gun at Andy and told him to lick under Tyrone's balls, and then suck his cock.

     Andy reluctantly got down on his kneesand put his face under Tyrone's balls. Tyrone, who was a strong guy, still excited from the fight, had exceptionally heavy balls. Andy was disgusted by the awful smell, but he licked away. The balls tasted salty, but Andy licked away anyway. When he was done he put Tyrone's smelly, sweaty cock in   his mouth. He was surprised to feel Tyrone quickly harden to 11".Tyrone moaned in pleasure. He was enjoying it! Still Andy sucked away, until the cops told him to bend over. He felt the head of Tyrone's throbbing, pulsating penis being pushed into his ass. Tyrone kept going in, stretching andy's tiny asshole. Andy screamed in pain and he thought it would never end. Turone finally began to pull out, only to ram his enormous cock back down Andy's ass. As Tyrone's sweaty throbbing cock went into Andy faster and faster Andy felt nothing short of agony. Suddenly Andy felt Tyrone cum as wave after wave of semen flooded andy's anal passages, until his entire ass was covered in it.

     The cops pulled the two apart after this because it was unfortunately not the end. one cop made Andy lay on the ground as he took a huge shit on his chest. he rubbed the shit all over Andy's chest and crotch, and then his own. He started humping Andy on his balls. The cops dick grew and hardened. He rubbed his cock with one hand, and plunged his other shit-covered hand into Andy's ass. After a while he came all over Andy's balls. Finally he made Andy lick all the cum and shit off of his penis and, when he was done, pissed in his mouth. The cops drove away and as Andy lay there, naked and violated, he realized something: he hated cops.

Dr. Manhattan

gokothegiant on Sex Toy Stories

Jeanie had been inclined to try many sorts of toys and games in our sex life over the years, but when she saw a Feeldoe online it was the one thing she said she wanted. So when she headed off to New York last month for a day, I headed out to a store that carried them.Granted , it would have been much cheaper online, but there was the 'instant gratification' factor to take into account.About $90 later and some interesting looks from the girl at the store and I was headed home with our new purchase. Yes, that's right..'our' new purchase, because I was going to be on the recieving end, so to speak, when she got home.

She returned in the  early evening, tired from a long day in airports and hurryi

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ng from one meeting to another. I had supper cooked , some wine chilling , and a secret in the bedroom. Jean decided she really wasn't hungry. and the wine just got her started. Both of us soon graduated to brandy, lights low, music playing, relaxation time. She said she was going to go up and have a bath. I knew she would see the Feeldoe, as it was laying on her pillow. I didn't say anything , and after she headed upstairs she didn't either. After about 30 minutes she called for me to come up and to bring her another brandy.

The sight that greeted me made that $90 dollars the best I had ever spent. She was in the bedroom  wearing a dark red leather corset from an earlier gift giving, garters and stocking. Nipple chains adorned her 36D's and her makeup was straight from teh porn industry, dark, dusky eye shadow, crimsom, full lips, her blonde hair loose and flowing. And , of course, that big blue Feeldoe sticking proudly out of her cunt like a 7"cock. 

Without another word I crossed the room, handed her her brandy and then with a look from her, I was on my knees with that cock in my mouth.She took the back of my head and proceeded to fuck me in the mouth, thrusting in and pulling out from my lips. The longer she pumped my face the harder I got until I thought I was going to pop.

Then came the command. I knew how this was going to go when I heard the tone in her voice. 'Lay across the bed, and spread your ass.' Doing just as I was told, with trepidation I felt her lining up and expecting it to be a smooth and gradual entry, I was shocked when in one hard ram she was in me and fucking away. I looked over my shoulder at her face and was amazed at what I saw. She was in ecstasy. The Feeldoe had a small vibrator in its base that directly buzzed on her clit and at the same tiem vibrated deep in her cunt as the ball of the dong wedged firmly in her pussy. She was slamming into my ass and I could tell she was cumming.I realized so was I, all over our quilt, but neither of us cared at the moment. She stopped for a minute, then after a few more pumps said, Now, do waht you like me to do so much.'

I didn't need to hear it again, She pulled out of my ass, I droipped back to my knees and she fucked me in teh mouth again. now, ATM is a different thing when you're the one doing the sucking, even when it'sa 7" dong , but having it sticking out of your wife's dripping cunt, and knowing that in just a few minutes you're going to be getting one heavenly blowjob followed by a fucking that legends are woven from made it an experience I wouldn't have refused for anything.

Feeldoe...not just for lesbians. And so much better than teh old school strapons. We had tried them before, but the hands free action, the simultaneous pussy penetration while she fucked me has made me a convert. We do this often now, not so often as to have it become stale, but regularly.

Thai experience with skype

tilu78 on Cyber Stories

the trouble is that I'm not native English spoken... ;)



I'm Cedric, a 38 years old married guy, very sensitive, warmhearted and generous. One year ago, a 26yo Thai girl has requested me on the Tagged's network. See her profile picture was enough to decide to accept her request.

She has long dark hair, falling until the curve of her kidneys, round face with 2 lovely bulging cheekbones, a small

Bhai behan ki chudai

babar5154444 on Sex Stories

dosto mera nam hai main jo kahani aap ko sona nay jaraha hoon yah aaj say kareeban 1,sal pahlay ki bat hai mera shumar muhalay kay achay larkoon main sab say pahlay no per aata tha. us kiwaja yah thi main kisi ko inkar nahi kar sakta tha mujhay bahar kisi nay dekh liya to foran usay koi na koi kam yaad aajata issi wajha say mera sub kay ghar ana jana rahta tha humaray muhalay ghar kay samnay tahira baji ki femly rahnay aye jin ka figer 38 36 38 tha lekin mainay us waqt koi khas inters nahi liya un kay do batay tha jo kay bohot chotay thay tahira baji ka humaray ghar anna janna shuro hogaya aur oh kisay aur kay ghar jati bhi nahi then hum parosi thae is liyah hum say un ki ashi muhalay dari chal rahi thi is tarah main hi un kaka sara kam karta tha. aur aksar unhi kay pas waqt guzar ta tha

Maa ko banaya biwi, part-1

Saketh on Hindi Sex Stories

Hello dosto mera naam saketh hai, main bahut dino se sex stories padh raha hun, or main apne jivan ki kahani bhi aap sab se share karna chah raha tha ,to lijiye aaj main hazir hun aapke beech apni or apni maa ke beech ghati ek sachi kahani laker, ye kahani tab ki h jab main class 9 m padhta tha, us time main or meri maa bihar ke gaya jile m rahte the main ek baat to batana hi bhul gaya ki meri maa jab 14 saal ki thi tab uska rape hua tha or mai paida hua tha, us time to maa ke mata pita ne maa ki shadi usi rapist se kara di samajha bujha kr, jo ki mera baap h, usne jab main teen saal ka tha maa se talaak le liya bakayda, mera baap bahut amir tha isiliye maa ko bhi uski sampatii ka aadha hissa mil gaya, ek bahut bada ghar, ek bahut badi dukaan jisse kharcha chalta h ghar ka, ab jayda bore

My love for tribal meat

riyajoseph on Ethnic Stories

It was a new project and we were very excited.My job was to study the behavior of the tribal people on the Lakshadweep islands.a very rare tribe called the rathman tribe.we were six people altogether included me and my husband.

Yea I am married. Zayn and I are happily married for 2 years now. His looks had me captured and he was very fun loving. Moving on to my sexual needs I was amazingly satisfied. At 5’6 I could take all of my husbands stamina. Id have him exhausted at occasions. My body is a perfect slim ,but besides my low stature, my curves took away breaths of other bachelors. When we arrived at the rathman island my husband took off with two other guys to study the local topography. I was arranged a meeting with the tribe head.

I was guided by the tribals to their leaders hu

We answered an ad

folsomthreesome on Group Stories

We had fucked around a little bit a couple of times, once with another couple and another with just one chick, but we were bored with that and decided to answer an add.  A couple of phone calls later and we had arrranged to meet a couple at a country bar, I sang a little and the male part of this couple was a musiciia to we hooked up and were trying our damnedest to fuck but people kept "dropping by".  So Mike decided we needed to get a hotel room and not tell anyone where we were.

So we went  and got some beer and wine and weed and speed and went and got a room. Once inside we all did some lines and the clothes started coming off. Patty is a nudist and she was naked in a second, I thought Mike was going to faint when he s

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aw her body. This is a woman in her mid thirties and she looked like a teenager.  Sylvia, Mike lady was no mutt either, long legs, great tits and an ass to die for.  Mike and I both were out of our clothes with raging hardons in a flash. Patty must have thought she diedand went  to heaven when she saw Mikes 11 inch cock ( we measured later) she was on him like lightning taking his whole cock in her mouth, clear to the pubes,  Sylvia was sitting on the couch naked and I just pushed her back and buried my face in her sweet shaved pussy. I licked her up nd down a few times and then climbed uo to the side of her face and offered my 9 inches to her lips.  She didn't waste a second burying me clear to the hilt. I grabbed the sides of her head and started fucking her face, burying my cock as far as she would take it. I looked over and Patty was going to town on Mikes cock and I could tell he was about to unload, he warned her but she just sucked harder and harder, finally he grabbed her head and rammed his cock deep in her throat, dumping every drop down her throat.  Seeing this was all I could take and I exploded in Syls mouth, she took about three or four swallows and then pulled me out of her mouth and took the rest of my load all over her face and tits.  We all fell in a sweaty heap  Next thing, I feel Mike and Pattystir and shift and I look up just in time to see Patty stradle Mike and take that huge cock and slide it up her pussy, all 11 inches, all you could see was his nutsack and then she slowly slid up on it until it was almost all the way out and the slide slowly down again, she loves to slow fuck a big dick, mine was big, but this was huge and she was having the time of her life. Meanwhile, my cock was raging again (watchung her fuck makes me hard as a rock) so I grabbed Syl and pulled her  up on her hands and knees, what a great ass, I buried my cock in her pussy in one stroke, damn this chick was tight, I started slowly stroking in and out of her, all the way til the head was almost out and then slowly sliding all the way back in. We fucked like this for a little bit, Then Syl looks back over her shoulder at me and says"Fuck me in the ass" Well, I am obedient if nothiing else so, out of her pussy and up her ass it went. Well watching them fuck and watching my cock slide in and out of Syls was all I could stand I I came like a fire hose.  About this time, i see Patty slam down hard on Mikes cock and he says " Arghhhhhhhhhhh" and stiffens against her, dumping his load deep in her, they are still fucking like crazy and Mikes cum in leaking out of her and running down over his balls.  I pulls my cock out of Syls ass and my cum starts running out of her asshole.   Quite a sight,  Well we fucked and sucked most of the night, and the girls ate each others pussies, which started another round of fucking and sucking, .........

I should probably remind my readers that I am bi-sexual and that 11 inch cock is going to bneed some attention from me, but that will have to wait til this relationship develops a little.  I don't know I Mike will even be interested, but I do know he likes his cock sucked and I give the best blow job on earth, so we will see, but I bet I get to suck it before long.

Slutgirl's First Threesome

Fyre on Exhibitionist Stories

I didn’t realize right away that I was going to develop into a full-blown Slutgirl.  I mean, I started off the same as everyone else.  I had a Mom and a Dad, divorced of course, and brothers and sisters with whom I fought over territory and possessions.  Nothing particularly noteworthy.  I could have turned into one of those boring, lay on her back and yawn through sex ladies, but nope, it wasn’t in the cards.  I was always drawn to the sexual.  I always sought out the perverse.  I remember having a notebook I filled with a lot of dirty words and I got in trouble when Mom found it in the sock drawer.  My sister never thought to do anything like that.

There were these strange twists of fate.  From the beginning, I didn’t seem destined

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for monogamy.  It just didn’t come up for me.  I lost my virginity at thirteen when a group of boys gang raped me.  The lesson learned was that Nothing Ever Happens the way you Expect It To.  I don’t remember much about it.  They held me down and pulled at my clothes and I squeezed my eyes shut tight the whole time.  I remembered I laughed when one of them couldn’t get it in.  I just wanted it over with.  Seemed to me the fastest way to be able to leave was if they just did their thing and finished.  Then came the rumors. Oh God, what vicious rumors.  Rumors and gossip hurt me far worse than the rape.

And funny, but the ones who gossip are the least likely to be able to understand how a rape could happen, and the most likely to fear something like that happening to them.  Then when they gossip, they start all sorts of ideas in other boy’s minds, like maybe they could have something like that happen and get away with it.  Like maybe the girl they’re all talking about would do it again.

At any rate, my MOTHER learned I was sexually active.  Never mind that it wasn’t my choice.  She hauled me to the doctor and I had to sit humiliated with my feet sprawled in the stirrups and they took “cultures” out of my vagina with swabs and wooden sticks and I vowed NEVER AGAIN.

But I liked boys.  Oh I liked the boys.  There was this one guy, later that summer, and I chased him when I finally got the guts to wear a two-piece swimsuit (with my 36C’s jutting all the way out to HERE).  We took Red Cross Lifesaving together.  He was already a lifeguard.  I was in advanced swimming.  He used to come to me under the water and hold my hand.  We’d swim side by side, under water.  Like mermaids.  I fell in love with him and wrote him passionate thoughts and poems until one day when he tried to have sex with me in the back of his car. He’d heard all sorts of things about me and how promiscuous I must be to have those rumors fly.  But in reality, I was trying to do the “born again” (at least by persistence and denial) virgin thing.  I told him “no, I musn’t.”  Of course I couldn’t.  I was trying to be a good girl.  But when he held me in his big, strong arms and kissed me with his tongue pressing into the back of my mouth and his erection pressing into my thigh, I was a good girl with a throbbing coming up through my loins and very, very wet panties.

It wasn’t long after the “no, I musn’t” that he told me he was serious about a girl his own age (he was eighteen) and he was going to marry her.  He gave me the “let’s be friends” hug, and told me that I should go out with his little brother who was my age (fourteen). 

So heartbroken, I gave his little brother a call.  A little brother was better than nothing.  Or was he?  The brother, Mark, was sweet.  A little too sweet.  I was more interested in the other brother, Ward, who had live crickets jumping around in his room because they’d run for their lives when he’d tried to feed them to the gecko.  I went over and watched the Gong Show with Mark.  We sat together on the couch with sweaty palms, giggling and making smart remarks about The Unknown Comic.  Then after Mark went to work and I was waiting for my ride home, Ward pulled me into the room with the crickets, and put me on the top bunk.  My heart was racing so fast, I decided I wasn’t going to be a good girl anymore.  I peeled off my pants and he put it in, and I closed my eyes and he rocked my world.  The wooden frame of the bunk bed whack! whack! whacked against the wall until his fingers gripped my upper arms.  I held my hands gingerly on his ass, wanting to push him deeper inside. Then it was all over too fast and there was the stickiness that he left on my crotch.

Wow!  This was my first time it was consensual.  There was chemistry, and it felt good!  He rolled over, wiped it off with a sock, and stumbled into the bathroom.  So much for romance.

I stopped seeing Mark not long after that.  I didn’t need to be messing with my “boyfriend’s” brother. Just seeing a glimpse of Ward would make me feel more alert, the sky seemed bluer, my hearing more acute.  I couldn’t explain any of that to Mark.  So I just stopped seeing him. 

Then I was alone again.  I had no release for the sexual tension I was experiencing.  My mother never made me feel it was okay to explore myself on my own. It always felt so dirty, so shameful.  I lay awake at night, listening to the crickets.  It would make me so horny, thinking about that time we had up on Ward’s bed.  I would slide my hand just inside the waistband of my pj’s, just to the point where I could reach inside the folds, not to do anything, just to touch.  I would lay a finger against my bump, checking to see how aroused it got, how engorged with blood, how easy it would be to key it up.  Then I would slip the finger past that bumpy bulge at the start of my vagina and remember, just imagine, how fabulous it’d felt when he slid his lanky, slender penis inside of me.  My hands felt so stubby in comparison.

I so wanted to stroke the fire out of my cunt!  I prayed for God to deliver me from evil.  I stayed awake for hours, tossing and turning, punching my pillow, then exhausted–I’d settle two fingers down on the wetness and rock my hips until I could finally fall asleep.

Then oh my goodness!  There he was at the fair! Ward found me at the fairgrounds that one summer day and with him was his best friend, Jimmy.  Ward had told Jimmy all about our little tryst on the bunk in his room, and what with the embellishing he did, it must have sounded pretty damn hot. I was blushing outright to think of what Jimmy must think of me.

Ward told me that Jimmy was still a virgin, and he asked me to do them both.  Shit!  I had to think about it.  I mean, I was the girl.  They weren’t going to get the reputation.  I was.  But then, there was that whole gang rape hysteria, and oh, I pretty much already had one. This wouldn’t change a thing.

It was one thing to have an undeserved reputation.  It was quite another to embrace it.

I told them I at least wanted a ride on the Ferris wheel.  They plunked down some tickets and the three of us got into the little white car.  The carnival dude with no front teeth hooked down the safety bar and winked at the three of us.  I’d sat in the middle and before we could even get up and out of sight, both of them had their arms around my back and were feeling the side of a tit.  Holy shit!  Now no one ever prepared me that this could all be the way it worked. Here I was, naively thinking I was supposed to end up with one steady boyfriend and he was supposed to be too jealous to allow any other fella to lay a hand on me.  This new version of reality was blowing my mind.  This boyfriend wanted to share me with his friend!  What the hell?

We began the ascent to the top, cars lurching to the top as the Carnie stopped each time to let in a new batch of people.  I looked over to see if Ward was really okay with all of this and he kissed my mouth. Then Jimmy wanted one too.  I still wasn’t sure how I felt about this, but I wanted to be a good sport, so I gave him a little peck.  A moment later, he had his tongue probing against my lips.  I kind of shook him off.  Then Ward had his hand sliding up my shirt.  I’d no more put his hand back on his leg when Jimmy had his hand creeping in on the other side.  Was this okay?  I was completely torn.  I really wanted Ward to have his hands all over me (okay, maybe a little more privately), but he really seemed to want Jimmy in on our arrangement.

At the fair, anything seemed possible.  Anything. The cars lurched a couple more times, then the Ferris wheel started going. Well if they could touch me, I could touch them!  My heart racing, I reached over and pushed the bulge forming in Ward’s jeans.  It made me tingle to know that I was touching his hard-on.  Oh God.  I avoided looking at his face, or looking at Jimmy to see if he saw.  But he saw.  No doubt.  His hand was reaching for my nipple, which was doing the ole “Hi, how you doing?” salute, poking completely through the layers of my bra and my clothes.  Next, both boys had hands slipping inside my thighs, and Ward pinched my pussy. 

“Cut it out!” I giggled.

The man running the ride was enjoying the show.  When it came time to change riders, he skipped our car.  Surprised, I looked down at him, and his eyes flashed.  We had an audience!

I don’t know what was getting into me!  I felt both giddy and exhibitionist at the same time.  It was wonderful to be getting all this attention from three different guys!  What the hell?  I put my hand behind me under my shirt.  I unfastened my bra. I passed the strap through my sleeve and popped my arm through that strap.  My bra came out the other armhole.  All this underneath my shirt.  They guys looked at me like I’d just done a magic trick. 

“Oh shit,” they said in unison as my boobs sprang loose.

At once, I had both boys all over those 36C’s like flies on a hamburger.  Jimmy pulled my top up to look at my nipple.  I clapped the shirt down, but not fast enough.  The carnival guy caught an eyeful!  He started laughing.  Jimmy tweaked my nipple.  I felt a spark of excitement shoot though my body, stirring my abdomen.  I could feel actual drips of my juices seep into my panties. 
 
I felt a gust of wind and looked down at my blouse.  It had come unbuttoned.  Ward’s glance followed my eyes, and he laughed, "What have we here?"  His hand crept under my shirt, cupping my breast in his hand.  Suddenly, I was a million miles away and totally oblivious to everything in the world.  The ride started going again, so the boys felt more courage and their hands roamed across my tits, pressing and exploring.  An “I dare you” look flashed between the boys.  Ward held me back and Jimmy slipped a hand between my thighs.  I couldn’t help it.  I  wanted to spread my legs and let him stir up my animal instincts.  But I wasn’t supposed to like this!  What would my mother say?

My nose was wide open.  I smelled the salty scent from the back of Jimmy’s neck and my pussy was hot!  His hand buried between my thighs, all the way up against my puss, he said, “Wow!”  I knew that my smells were seeping through the fabrics and if he pressed his hand to his nose, he would smell everything I had.

This time when the ride was over, the carnival guy let us out.  I felt incredibly flushed.  If he didn’t see everything, it definitely was written all over my face.  Not to mention that my 36C’s were swinging under my shirt. I wasn’t quite sure what happened to my bra.  The Carnival guy suggested that all of us go into his trailer later on, he would get a break around four thirty.  My heart raced a thousand miles an hour.  He looked so skanky!  Thankfully Ward had words to say, "No, Man.  Not this time," and we darted off, laughing.

What was I getting myself into?

We went through the 4-H booth then.  I walked a little ahead of the boys, still trying to figure out what to do. On the one hand, having sex with two boys at the same time would be a total thrill.  But how were we going to get away with it?  Where were we supposed to go?

At the dairy barn they were giving away sample Frosties. We each got a cone, swirled with vanilla ice cream.  I know I was trying to look all cool and collected, like this sort of thing happened to me every day.  My mind racing, I asked the boys if they’d ever been to the reservoir.

Next, the three of us were hiking up the road, hand in hand, arm in arm, if no one was driving by.  I was totally getting into the idea of having sex with both of them, out here in the sunshine, where I could study their erections and try giving head.  Both Jimmy and Ward were walking awkwardly, occasionally pinching at the bulge. I tried to be casual about brushing against Ward.  I wanted to feel his boner through his jeans.  Oh my God!  It felt so wiry, like a spring. It wobbled somewhat, and returned to the exact spot it had been before I had touched it.  I was dying of curiosity.  How exactly did that thing work?
 
We got up to the reservoir, and under the cover of some trees, we found a brushy area that we ducked into. Jimmy took his sweatshirt off and laid it out.  Apparently it was supposed to protect me from the elements.  My hands were shaking.  I figured I should undress, but I didn’t exactly know how to get naked in front of two guys.  I mean, this didn’t just come natural to me.  One time, I’d gotten restricted from TV for a week because my little brother let me see his cock.  Girls are supposed to behave themselves.  No matter what. Mother did try to teach me right from wrong.  I had to give her that.

I was feeling self-conscious, but the guys just peeled off their clothes, like they did it every day.  They thought nothing of whipping it out right in front of each other! Both their dicks twanged right up as soon as they slid out of their tidy whities.  Boiiiing!

I was embarrassed.  It was my turn.  I didn’t want to just pull down my pants and have them both looking at my puss.  What a double standard, huh?  I mean, I wanted to stare at them.  I hadn’t even realized how their pubic hair would stick out like a tuft of grass.  Ward’s pubic hair was reddish brown, and Jimmy’s was definitely darker.  More like mine.  Oh my God.  The thought of them just looking at my pubic hair made my mouth go dry.  I remembered that Ward had sort of seen me before, that time on his bed, but that was so quick.  Almost pointless.  This time, I was doing it with TWO guys. If Mother found out, my life would be fucking over.  I might as well just chalk it up, draw the silhouette of my body on the pavement and dive for the location off the tenth floor. 

At least I was going to go out with a bang.

Nervously, I unzipped my jeans and wiggled out of them.  My panties came down with my pants.  I clapped my hand over myself and looked at them and giggled.  “I can’t believe I’m doing this.”

Ward said, “You’re doing fine.”

I just knew they were staring at my stomach, how the cellulite kind of bubbled out below my navel.  I pulled my shirt down over my gut, hoping it would hide something.

“I think you look good.  Awesome.”  Jimmy declared.

Well I sure the hell didn’t believe him. These two were just out here to get a piece, not to be honest. 

But he sounded sincere.  And I have to say I wanted to eat it up, his compliments, his attention.  You see, we girls do not believe you are serious when you say you want to be with us.  We really, in our heart of hearts, believe you are just doing us to practice for the cheerleader, for the gymnast, for the gal you really want to fuck.

I looked at Jimmy’s cock.  He kind of had it in his hand, like he was holding it at bay.  I wondered if he was thinking, “Down, Boy.”

Well I didn’t know what to do.  I lay down with my back on the sweatshirt that Jimmy had spread out, and I opened my legs.  I felt their eyes searing through me.  Jimmy taking it in for the first time.  I wondered if he’d seen a dozen magazine girls, and if he was sorely disappointed.  Was he thinking, “so that’s all there is?” 

But somehow my insecurities didn’t make sense with what was going on.  Ward laid down on my left and Jimmy laid down on my right.  They gingerly put their hands on me.  Ward reached to unfasten the buttons on my shirt.  My breasts were splayed out to the sides.  Good grief.  Were they supposed to stay perky?  All pointed straight out.  Maybe I should sit up to give them a different angle.  I mean, after all, these guys could see everything.  Every mole, every pore, every goosebump.  My nipples were acting funny.  They were mooshed, like one of them got caught behind a button or something.  Jimmy didn’t seem to notice.  He just put his mouth over it and started sucking. 

What a strange sensation?  I mean, I knew I could push my breasts up and catch the damn thing in my own mouth, but this was different.  It felt completely wild to be the recipient.  To just lay down and let them take me.  A jumble of different songs went swirling through my head.  “Afternoon Delight...Take me, take me, take me....Mama’s got a squeeze box, Daddy never sleeps at night.” 

I closed my eyes and I could feel their things pressing into my thighs.  Ward on my left, Jimmy on the right.  I wanted to look down, to compare them, to see who was bigger.  What if one of them was really huge?  I opened an eye and squinted.  They were laying on top of them and I couldn’t see a thing.  I tried to be at one with my thighs.  Which one was bigger?  Ward’s was, I thought. 

Maybe I could get a good look at them before we were finished.

Ward started kissing my mouth.  He was all over me.  I could feel his tongue exploring my teeth, flitting around, over my tongue, under my tongue, back to my teeth.  He sucked a little and pulled my tongue into his mouth.  He tasted funny. But it wasn’t bad.  It wasn’t like he had bad breath or anything.

Then Jimmy put his hand down on my puss.  Right against the bare skin.  Oh my God.  I wondered if he was just looking at it, touching it with one hand, holding his thing with the other.  I was busy kissing Ward, and I was dying to know what Jimmy was thinking.  Did I smell okay?  Would he put his mouth on me?  Was I going to like this?

I felt him pushing my legs apart.  He smoothed my pubic hair down.  Then he pulled my labia apart!  Oh God.  I hardly dared to look at that myself.  No one had every really looked close up at my pussy, except I did that one time when I was in the house by myself.  I got out Mom’s compact and opened it and perched on the toilet and looked.  The folds were kind of purplish, at least more than I expected them to be.  And the hairs grew all over the place, even down the crack!  I pushed my finger around the ridges and it felt tingly.  That one little bumpy part in the front was almost too sensitive to touch!  I definitely didn’t want him messing with that little bumpy part. 

But he didn’t.  Jimmy just sat and looked at my puss.  I felt so self-conscious.  Like he could see through me.  Like I was invisible.  Or maybe I was suddenly ultra visible.  I wished I had one of those photographers to air brush me.  I tried to remember if I had any zits.  God, I hoped I didn’t have any fucking zits.

Whatever I had or didn’t have, the boys didn’t seem to mind.  I did notice they seemed to keep one hand on their thing.  I wondered if it felt weird to have dicks just dangling there, all vulnerable.  Were they feeling self-conscious too?  Maybe they didn’t want each other staring at their dicks.  Maybe they didn’t want me staring.  Maybe they didn’t care.

“Can you lay down here a minute?”  I heard myself ask.  I patted the sweatshirt and moved out of the way.  Ward scrambled under me and laid on his back.  His cock didn’t poke straight up like I thought it would.  It kind of swung down in an arch that almost hit his belly button.  It veered off to the right.  I wanted to touch it.  Would he let me?

Tentatively, I put my fingers on it.  I didn’t want to hurt him.  I knew that if I accidentally hit his balls I could cause him some real grief, but I didn’t know where the line was–the line between pleasure and pain. What if it was just all super-sensitive?  The way my little bumpy part was.  I mean, I didn’t really want them messing with that, not because I thought they would hurt me, more because I thought if they did anything, it would make me piss all over everything.  Sometimes when I masturbated, I hit that bump a little, and one time for sure it made me want to pee.  I went to the toilet and tweaked it persistently.  Then I peed, and the heat from my urine washed down over my hand.  I really liked the way it felt, but I didn’t want to have a burst of piss shoot out in the middle of our threesome.  Most of the time, hitting the bump felt okay, but I still wasn’t sure how everything worked down there. 

“Tell me if I do anything you don’t like, okay?”

“You’re doing fine.” Ward said.  His voice sounded a little funny.  Maybe he felt as weird as I did.  Maybe that time on his bed was his very first time?  We hadn’t ever talked about it, we just did it.

While I was leaning over him, Jimmy was behind me.  Suddenly I felt his hand on my inner thigh.  Right beside my butthole!  Oh my God.  He wasn’t going to look at my butthole, was he?  I turned and flashed him a grin.  “Be careful back there.  I’m a little nervous, okay?”

“I think you’re beautiful.”  He mumbled.

Yah, sure.

I went back to touching Ward’s cock.  It looked weird.  For some reason, I was reminded of E.T., the way his head kind of bulged out over his neck, the funny way the skin wrinkled up around him.  I didn’t want to push the skin around too much.  What if it hurt?  To be honest, I didn’t really know what the hell I was supposed to do.

“Here,” Ward said.  “Watch me a sec.”  And he put his hand over his thing, and he rubbed it up and down a few times.  It’s funny, because as scared as I was to move the skin around, that’s what he seemed to like.  “It’s not going to break,” he said, “believe me.”

I wanted to put my mouth on it.  The way I’d heard the wild girls did.  Guys were really supposed to like it when you put your mouth up and down on it.  I’d been a thumb sucker, so I wasn’t really phased by putting it into my mouth.  So I did it.  I slipped it into my mouth, my hand still firm on the shaft.  I heard Ward suck in real hard, and I pulled off at once.  “Am I hurting you?” I asked, panicked, wiping my mouth with the back of my hand.

“Hell no.  That’s just right.  Keep it up.  Try sliding your mouth up and down.” 

He pushed his pelvis forward, trying to guide his thing back into my mouth.  Sweet Mother of God, I was so worried I was hurting him!  I tried to settle back down on it, pushing it back into my mouth, but this was my first time giving a blow job.  Oh my teeth!  He's hitting my teeth!  What if I scrape him?  And, what was this taste?  His smell seeped into my nostrils, and I stopped just short of snuffing and snorting like a new puppy to figure out what it was.  (Girls don't smell like this!)  It wasn’t so much a taste, but his sweat, all up in my nose.  It was so carnal, and I was totally going for it, but it was unlike anything else I’d encountered before. 

Then everything all ran together.  Jimmy was back there, you know, by my butt, and I don’t know what the hell he was doing, but he started pushing stuff around back there, rubbing my puss, and oh hell was I wet!  And from that angle.  Oh my.  I just kinda jutted my ass back at him and oooh Lordy, was he messing with my head!  Euphoria swept up over me, like a bank of fog in the valley.  I couldn’t see what I was doing.  I kept looking for a way out.  But when you’re in a fog, all there is to do is to pay attention to exactly what is before you, and that, as you know, was Ward’s twitching cock. 

Now if you’re thinking about doing a threesome yourself, all I can tell you is that first time, it was totally overwhelming.  When I could pay attention to what I was doing and bob my face up and down on that arching cock, he started writhing and moaning.  Then I was distracted from sucking what I was supposed to be sucking. 

Then Jimmy started doing his thing back there behind me.  At first he was just making sure everything was wet enough to slide himself in.  Then when he first stuck it in, especially with me on my hands and knees bent over Ward, well oh my God, there was nothing I could do to make myself keep focusing on Ward.  I backed up on his dick, and felt him resist, ramming against me.  It slid so much deeper than my finger ever reached.  I mean, there was that one time I’d stuck a nail polish bottle up in there, then I got chicken that it would get stuck, so I pulled it right back out.  Jimmy’s dick didn’t feel like that.  There were no edges, he just merged into me.  For some reason I was struck that he was the exact temperature I was.  It woke something inside, and suddenly, I couldn’t get enough. 

“Oh! Oh, oh oh, oh!”  I called out after a few moments.

“Hey Man, she’s liking that.  Whatever you’re doing, keep it going, Man.”

“I don’t know how long I’m gonna last...” Jimmy panted.  “It’s feels too damn good.”

“Then pull it out, Man.  Give yourself a break.”

Jimmy pulled it out.  I yelped, startled by the sudden change.  I wanted some more.  I looked back over my shoulder and he was standing behind me, kind of stroking it, kind of just pinching it.

Ward scrambled up from underneath me, “I want some of that too.”

Then he was behind me and pushing it in.  Yes.  He definitely went in a little deeper than Jimmy, and oh my goodness, I don’t know what the hell he was pushing up against inside of me, but oh it felt so, so good.  I arched my back and closed my eyes.  I put my hand down between my legs and kind of held it there.  Like I said, all of this was new, and I couldn’t tell if I needed to pee.  I kind of thought I needed to, but then it felt okay.  Jimmy watched where I put my hand.  In a minute, he put his hand there too, right there on that bumpy part and he started to rub it.  Ward kept pounding away from behind. 

“Ah! Oh, oh, oh, oh...”  I couldn’t help it.  The sounds were sudden, and coming out of me almost against my will.  He was hitting on something, something glorious.  I felt a momentum building up, but I didn’t feel afraid that I was going to pee anymore.  It was different than that.  Jimmy kept twitching his hand back and forth across my puss, and whatever it was he was doing, I didn’t want him to stop. 

All I could think was Hallelujah!  Hallelujah!  Jesus, I was DONE trying to be a good girl, trying to fight these animal urges. I was fucking done.  I had my butt arching up and down on that great angle of his dick and he was really sticking it to me.  Jimmy actually rolled under me, there with his head in the sticks and the dirt and he pushed up against me and put his mouth on my puss!  His tongue lolled around, flitting here and there, staying persistent in the folds.   I was loving it!  I was loving every fucking minute of it. 

I mean, there I was, a moment earlier, afraid to take it out of my pants, hardly able to do more than unzip and pull.  Then here I was, just a few minutes later, grinding my puss up and down on one guy’s face while the other one rode me from behind!  It was wonderful!

Ward’s cock seemed to be swelling to a new size!  I knelt down on my forearms, arching into it, and I could feel it sliding up and down against the lateral walls, friction, friction, friction.  Oh it was good!  Jimmy was working his hand, then his mouth.  Quite honestly, I didn’t know WHAT he was doing, but he was hitting something right.  Exactly right.  I squeezed Ward with my cunt, gripping his great dick with the walls of my pussy, and wonderful warm feelings washed over me.
I clapped my hand over my mouth to keep from yelling. “Oh shit!”

Then Ward groaned aloud.  I was surprised to hear him so close to my ear.  He pulled out, and I felt him squirt stuff all over the cheeks of my ass.  I reached back to feel it, and it was all sticky.  I licked it off my hand.  Oh Goodness!  I wasn’t expecting it to taste like THAT.  I reached into my pocket for a piece of gum while I decided whether I liked it.

“Let me finish, okay?”  Jimmy asked, and backed out from under me.  He pushed it in, I was quite slippery by then, and it only took him a moment before he fired it off.  “Ah, ah, ah, ah!” he called out as he shot his load. 

I ended up wiping their cum off my ass with my cotton panties and tossing them under a tree. Hopefully my mother wouldn’t be looking up when I came into the house, and wouldn’t ask me where my bra and underpants disappeared to.  I was feeling euphoric, and when I felt like that, I got a little too mouthy.  It was sure to set her off.  I was sure she’d send me to my room.  If she did, I determined, then I would strip, lay back on the bed, and masturbate.  Stir all these good feelings back up.  Then I’d go take a bubble bath.  What she didn’t know wouldn’t hurt her.

When I stood up and started walking--I don’t know how to describe it--I just felt opened.  I felt like my pussy was pulled out to its real size, and there was no going back.  Whenever I moved, I was acutely aware that I had just been PROBED, and it felt marvelous.  Like a secret I didn’t need to share.  I had a real cunt, and it was all mine.

Later, we all noticed scratch marks on each other where we didn't have scratch marks before.  Suddenly, I feel quite nervous like of course the whole world would KNOW what we’d been up to.  I spent time tugging on my clothes, pulling sticks out of my hair and my socks.  When we got back to the fairgrounds, we went our separate ways.  I needed to go home.  I smelled like sex and I needed to put on a bra.

Even though Ward, Jimmy and I all promised to find each other again some time, so far it hasn’t happened.  Meanwhile, they stirred up an appetite inside of me that I didn’t know how to keep up with.  I so wanted to have another meeting!  My puss was on fire, and I was masturbating two and three times a day...

Slutgirl was awakened.

THE BOY IN THE WINDOW.

Reddy on Gay Stories

I reside in a condo overlooking the Gulf of Mexico. The twin towers are connected by a common lobby. Not more than 50' separated the two structures.

One evening about a year ago as I was preparing to retire. Out of the corner of my eye I caught a glimpse of a young gentleman in the condo directly across from mine. He to appeared readying himself to take a shower. Quickly I turned off my lights so that I could better observe him disrobing. At the time I had no idea how old he was, but it appeared he was in his early teens. He had a very trim body and the most beautiful surfer blonde hair. The towers were constructed in such a manor with the balconies and dividers so that you could only see one sliding glass door in the neighboring building. How could I be

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so fortunate to have had this particular window to view?

As I witnessed him, he let his jeans fall to the floor. The scene sent vibrations throughout my body and a warmth to my lower extremities. He walked around slowly for a few minutes grabbing his crotch from time to time. Next he removed his navy blue tee shirt exposing his smooth hairless chest. My pulse was increasing.

He was then only wearing a pair of low rise white briefs and I could plainly see a bulge. The thought of what might lay beneath gave rise to myself. I moved closer to the window and reached for a pair of binoculars setting on a nightstand.

In a move as if he was preforming a strip tease he slowly lower the waist band. By now I was reaching through the fly of my night shorts. With one hand my tightly affixed to the binoculars I used the other to stroke my now very erect cock. As he continued to lower his briefs I could plainly see that he was a true blonde as his golden pubes came in view.

With an almost choreographed move he let his briefs drop to the floor. Turning at about a 45 degree angle I gazed at his firm abdomen and hard cock. It did not appear to be all that large, but nevertheless it was most delectably appealing. He seemed to have no modesty and I could not believe my good fortune to witness such a performance.

As he stroked his penis, in unison I did the same. I was so aroused I was finding it difficult to keep from shooting my load. I didn’t have to wait long as I saw creamy white fluid spew from his cock. With that I exploded and pumped my seminal fluid on the carpet beneath my feet.

There after I watched every night in wishful anticipation that I might receive an encore. As fait would have it, I was able to take advantage of many opportunities. I was not into panties, but many times he would be donning a have a pair of sexy panties. Some were lacy and others see through.

Occasionally I would deliberately leave my light on as I disrobed for bed. Eventually it became obvious that we entertaining each other. Our exhibitions developed into a mutual admiration.

I wanted to see where things might lead, but was concerned about the age difference. Hell, I was old enough to be this kids dad or perhaps even grandfather. Nevertheless, the nightly panoramas became more regular as time went on. So often were the voyeuristic masturbation sessions, that my carpet had to be cleaned.

Occasionally I would see this young gentleman I the lobby and in passing we would grant each other a smile. Most often he was in the company of his mother so I dared not make my interest known.

One afternoon I was startled when I heard, "Hi there Mr. Darquest."

He must have been doing some detective work as I could not understand how he knew my name.

"Well yes, good afternoon to you too," I replied and continued with, "How did you know my name."

"Aw man, I been askin round and the doorman told me."

"Now that you know my name, what is yours?"

"My name is Timothy Smith, but you can just call me Tim," he said.

"Tim do you have a few minutes? Perhaps I can buy you a soda at the pool bar and we can chat a bit."

"Sure I don’t have nothing else to do."

We proceeded to the verandah and pool area. I ordered an iced tea for Tim and a Heineken for myself. Although we had never previously met we were by no means strangers. We got right to the point and discussed our voyeuristic activities.

"So Tim have you ever been with an older man before?"

"Yeah, but if I tell you, will you promise not to tell anyone?"

"Hey buddy, my lips are sealed. I don’t know who I will tell anyway."

"Well ya see, before mom got a divorce, me and my step dad used to have fun together. He caught me and my friend sucking each other when I was 13. Several days later he asked me if I knew how to do it really well. So we had this talk and one thing lead to another. I loved it and we messed around a couple times a week up until about a year ago when he and mom split."

"Wow! That is certainly interesting. So has it been a long time for you now?"

"Naw, There is this guy down on the 3rd floor. He’s like my age and every once I a while we do each other."

Jokingly, I said,"Maybe you could introduce me to him sometime?"

With a cute smile on his face, he retorted, "Hey dude, ya never know. I’ll bet the three of us could have a lot of fun."

Inquisitively I asked,"So are you a top or bottom?"

"I guess you would probably say a top, but I really prefer oral"

As a tease I said,"You could always be a top for a 69."

Our dialog really aroused me. Sitting at a table in one of the pool side cabanas I could not help myself and gently placed my hand on his leg. To my surprise Tim reciprocated by placing his had between my legs and gently rubbed. My penis was throbbing and I could feel the excretion of my pre cum. This good looking young thing certainly turned me on, but flashing in my head were thoughts he could only be 15 or perhaps 16.

He must have read my mind as he grinned and said, "Don’t worry I am legal I turned 18 several weeks ago."

I returned the smile and asked, "Would you like to go up and see my place?"

"Sure thing man."

I rarely ever would I leave a half empty bottle of beer, but at the moment a little brew was the least of my thought. Without further ado we headed for the elevator. My hands were shaking as I fumbled for the 6 button. My stimulated pulse was racing.

Off on the sixth floor I turned to the right and headed down the corridor to my condo. I had a hard time getting the key in the lock I was so excited. I hadn’t felt like that since I was a teen.

"Oh dude. How cool is that?" He exclaimed.

"What do you mean by that?" I asked.

"Your unit number. It is 69."

We proceeded in side and I gave him a tour. I assumed that my place was similarly laid out to his. To my surprise he pointed out many differences. Once inside my bedroom he asked to use the bathroom.

"Sure it is right over there."

When he returned I was sitting on the side of the bed and boldly asked, "So Tim would you like a little action?"

Without saying a word he kicked his tennis shoes off, pealed off his tee shirt, unzipped his shorts and let them drop to the floor. Oh my God what a beautiful site. There he was with a perfectly tanned body, strikingly blonde hair, gorgeous blue eyes, standing in nothing but his white socks and a pair of chatoyant pink panties with lacy at the top. As indicated before I had never been into guys in panties, but this presentation throughly changed my thought process. The site was so sexy as I could see his cock beneath the sheer fabric. I felt my cock pushing against the zipper of my shorts.

He then walked to the side of the bed where I was sitting. He stood within inches of my face. I reached my hands around his buttocks and pulled him closer. His cock was bulging from within his sexy under attire. I slowly pulled his little pink panties down first observing his golden blonde pubic hair. Then I slipped his undies further down and his beautiful circumcised penis shot forward as if it had been spring loaded. It was so inviting I immediately drew it into my mouth. Oh, it was so heavenly and this angel was enjoying my advances.

"Oh my God, that feels so good," he moaned and continued with,"Please let me have your cock. I want it so bad."

I momentarily withdrew and turned my body on the bed. As I attempted to undo my belt buckle Tim was already pulling down my zipper. From that point on for all practical purposes he took control, removing my shoes, shorts and briefs.

"Oh Dude, your cock is awesome. I got to have it," he exclaimed.

He started to take his panties off, but I halted him saying, "Buddy, leave them on. They really turn me on."

I slid myself further up in the bed as he pull his panties back up. Proceeding he threw one leg over me in the 69 position. I gently fondled his testicles and penis for a few moments while I surveyed his panty enclothe genitals.

I felt his warm lips and tongue encompass my waiting cock. It had been a while since I had an opportunity such as this and it was like the old adage; good things come when waiting. No pun intended.

I reached in the leg band of his lovely pink panties and slowly removed his cock and balls. His balls had been shaved perfectly smooth. I took his cock in my mouth and sucked in unison to his gestures with mine.

The feeling was so sensational I wanted it to last forever. I sensed he was becoming more aroused and withdrew from his cock as I wanted the sensation to extend for a while. I gazed at his cock and balls in absolute excitation. I gently and slowly pumped him in a milking rhythm.

The vivid site and feel of his young cock was more than I could have dreamt. As difficult it was, I tried to hold back my orgasm, but the exhilaration overcame me.

Cum burst from my throbbing cock as he sucked. My warm milk must have cause unrestrained arousal as I felt the contraction of his pulsating shaft. His cream sprue from his cock at that moment. Witnessing his ejaculation was an ecstacy beyond description. We continued until the afterglow subsided.

Our first and mutually gratifying encounter was not to be our last.

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        It was just your average night. I had some spare cash so I decided to get me a hotel room. I was only 19 so I normally couldnt rent a room but my friend work there so he hooked me up and for a good price. Now for over a year i had been talkin to this guy online. We talked bout metting up and sucking and fucking but never had. I thought tonight Im going to do it.

         I texted him and told him where I was at. I told him I would leave the door open and be in the bed. I told him to come in and get naked and i would suck him off like we have both been wanting for a while. I was nervous but knew I couldnt back down now. I took a shower bef

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ore he got here and got my asshole nice and ready for him. I got out and got in the bed with the door open a bit.

        Finally i hear a car pull up and see a shadow outside the door. A tall black man walks in and closes the door. He undresses and gets in the bed next to me. I'm so nervous right now and didnt know what to expect. I felt better though because i knew it was his first time too.

        He laid on his back and i quickly sat up and lean over him and grabbed his dick. Man was it nice and thick, about 8" long and 2" around. I didnt hesitate at all as i took the head of his cock into my mouth. I felt so slutty as i slobbed all over his dick. I could taste his precum squirting out bit by bit. I got his dick as wet as i could then stopped and bent over and just stuck my ass out with my cheeks spread. It was the invitation he was waiting for. He grabbed me by the hips and started pushing the head of his cock into my asshole, stretching it as each little bit went in. It hurt alot but felt so good at the same time. Finally he got it all in and i started bucking back at him as he fucked me good and hard. The feeling was amazing.

       I suddenly moved away and put him on his back. I sucked him sum more and then jumped on top of him. I grabbed his dick and put it back in my ass. I rode his dick real hard, goin all the way to the top then slamming down to the bottom. He started breathing hard and i knew he was ready to cum. He started to jerk and I felt him explode deep into my ass. It felt so good I just cant explain it. As he softened it slipped out with a plopping noise. Now its time for me to get into his ass.

       He sucked me off for a few minutes until I couldnt take it anymore, I had to get all up in his ass. I had him lay flat on his stomach with his legs spread just enough for me to get between them. I spread his cheeks open and spit a little on his asshole to lube it up. I the grabbed my dick and started to push it in. The head of my dick slipped in and i felt a great sensation. In one strong push I thrusted my dick entirely into him. He let out a groan but just took it. I started off with long hard but slow thrusted then picked up the pace. It felt amazing to have by cock buried ball deep into this mans ass. He was enjoying like i was. After a few minutes I was ready to cum. He was begging me to shoot my cum all inside his ass. I gave it one last thrust as I let him have the biggest load of cum I have ever givin deep inside his ass. Spurt after spurt shot out as I pressed hard trying to get a deep as i could.

        As i finished i slid my dick out and saw my cum dripping out his ass and i could still feel the cum dripping out of mine. After that he got dressed and left and text me saying he enjoyed himself and hoped I did too. I never saw him again after that but i sometime think about him and wish I could have another night with him. Maybe someday.......

Ive been reading stories on here for months and finally decided to put my experiences on here. Hopefully i get a good rating. Feedback is definately wanted so be straight forward with what you thought. my email is atorres83@gmail.com

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My wife and I fantasized about her fucking another guy for years. We even exchanged pictures and letters with other people but we never acted on it. Since I had a very high profile job we had to be discrete therefore we never would do anything with friends or people that we would ever come across. We did not want it known that we strayed from the beaten path. We are both good looking, well educated and well traveled.

One night in NYC I saw a guy showing hard in the subway restroom and asked him if he was interested in fucking my wife. He said he was so I gave him directions to the house. I told my wife what I had done and she didn't erupt so I had hope. We dropped the kids off at the movie and he showed up right on time. We had very few preliminaries before he and I stripped down. Much

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                                                            Sherri & Me

 Graduation from high school is a milestone in every person’s life and mine was no different. Graduation marked the end of my life in the foster care system. Don’t get me wrong it wasn’t a bad life but the walls that surround you in it limit both your mobility and your choices. One thing I learned during my years in its care is that there is a price to be paid for everything as nothing is freely given. The state used the money in my trust fund to pay my caregivers so that I may stay in their “loving” home. I also learned that everyone has an agenda whether it is the church foisting it’s brand of “faith” or meeting the expectations and “desires” of the males (regardless of age) of the family which creates an unspoken bond between the parties involved and made my life easier.

 I had kept in touch with my family over the years and my aunt and uncle kindly offered me a place to live (at a price $) until I got my feet planted. Dave was off to college and Candy had dropped out of high school and run off with her boyfriend Jerry and got married. Sherri still lived at home as did Jimmy but he was out more than in. I had little trouble getting a job as a waitress at a tavern on the corner of our street. It was less than half-a-mile walk from the house and afforded me the luxury of my own money. My goals were clear to me, forged in the dark hallways and bedrooms of the places I stayed. First, I would save enough money to purchase a used car (as it would grant me mobility which equated with freedom to me). Second, I would use that mobility to attend school, as furthering my education would allow me the chance to become one of the medical care-giving team who had so inspired me when I was young, as well as financial security. It took me several months of long hours at the bar, whose male patrons lived down to my lowest expectations of ass grabbing and thinly veiled sexual innuendo. I found a smile and a little flirtation greatly increased the size of my tips and probably made me the centerpiece of many a wet dream. The day finally arrived when I could afford a car and from the moment I slid behind the wheel I knew I could never again live without a working car in my possession. For the first time in my life I felt I had an element of control in my life. Up till than I was restricted to the distance I could travel by walking, now the horizon beckoned.

 Sherry and I shared the same room Candy and her had. Such togetherness created the type of intimacy only roommates and sister’s can know. Late at night we spoke about the events that brought us to this point in our lives. Sherri had picked up all the slack left by Candy’s absence, helping Pat with cleaning the house, preparing the meals and doing laundry. Her ready willingness to assist with these chores forged a bond with her mother the other children had not. Dave, being the oldest, had the lion’s share of expectations fall on his shoulders. It was expected he would set the standard for the others to follow, both in scholarship and career aspirations. The weight of such responsibility had made him a somber and serious individual to be around. Jimmy was the polar opposite of Dave; his performance in school was lackluster at best. To his credit he had been the first to get a job and used his earnings to buy a car and partied at every opportunity. He ran with a fast crowd and ran at life very hard, drinking more than he should and engaging in sex with every girl he could. It had been rough on Sherri when Candy first left and both boys fucked her daily at least once but as time passed and the thrill of exploration wore off and the frequency of sexual activity tapered off to the occasional quickie. Both boys moved on to making new girlfriends and rarely needed to relieve their tension with her. Sherri had developed an appetite for having her pussy stretched and didn’t have the luxury of being able to make time for a social life for herself with school and performing all the chores around the house she was expected to do. My arrival had been quite timely, as she had been considering running off as Candy had. She missed the intimacy the boys had shared with her when they were fucking her and felt like an unappreciated maid in her own home.

 I told her about my voyage through the foster care system during the intervening years. The men and boys who had visited my room to stretch both my patience and my pussy, always with the nagging knowledge these people were paid by the state to look after me. I was not loved, just a paying boarder in their home. Some people would have had their spirit crushed by such circumstances. I used it to forge the determination to take control of my life and shape my own destiny. My heart had grown cold over the years as I built a wall about it to protect it’s all too often abuse. We are only hurt when we allow others to hurt us and I was determined that would never happen again. Love is something you feel, while sex is something you do (like playing a sport). I learned the only real difference between a lady (as my catholic faith taught me to be) and the woman I was becoming was the courage to say yes when common sense says no. Between working and helping Sherri with the household chores the time passed quickly. I was able to save enough money to purchase a car and enroll in the local community college to begin taking the basic courses required to get a degree in nursing. Needless to say I didn’t have time to cultivate a social life. It was soon Thanksgiving and the family gathered for the annual feast at which Uncle Cal announced he was taking Aunt Pat on a romantic cruise over the Christmas holiday. Aunt Pat was stunned, as were the rest of us, but her elation at the thought of taking an actual vacation was clear. In the days and weeks that followed we all chipped in to buy them a set of matched luggage for the trip. Sherri and I planned and prepared a going away celebration for them. All shed many tears, as this would be Pat and Cal’s first Christmas without their children. Dave and Jimmy packed the car and drove them to the airport while Sherri and I cleaned up the mess made by the send off bash. It had been a long day for the two of us and I went to bed early. I was soon engulfed by a deep sleep.

 I don’t know how long I had been asleep when I was awakened by sounds coming from across the hall. I glanced at Sherri’s bed to see she wasn’t in it and the door to our room was wide open. My curiosity aroused I got out of bed and crept across the hallway to see Sherri being fucked by Jimmy while she sucked Dave’s cock. I slipped out of my nightgown and panties tossing them back into our room. I strode into the room to stand naked by the side of the bed. I tapped Dave’s shoulder to get his attention and asked, “Mind if I join you or is this a private party?” Sherri paused in her ministrations of Dave’s cock to smile and take my hand placing it on Dave’s turgid cock while nodding her approval. Dave was already aroused and needed no encouragement as he lept off the bed taking my hand to lead me from the bedroom to the living room. By the dim light of the Christmas tree he stepped back from me as he motioned for me to turn around that he might see my naked form in it’s entirety. As I spun slowly a smile crossed his face as he nodded his approval. He stepped forward placing one hand on my ass while the other went behind my neck to draw me close and kiss me. Our lips parted as we kissed slowly, deeply. Our hands traveled slowly over each other’s bodies seeking to familiarize themselves with territory long untraveled. As his fingers sank between the folds of my pussy I shuddered at his touch while grasping his cock with my hand. It felt good to touch and be touched. I sank to my knees too examine his long unseen tool and eagerly wrapped my lips around it to lick and suck it; he groaned his approval as I tasted and smelled his musky manhood. His strong arms pulled me to my feet and then led me to the couch where he seated himself sliding down the backrest until his back lay flat on the seat cushion. He spread his legs bending them at the knee to plant his feet firmly on the floor. He motioned for me to straddle his body while holding his cock erect to allow me to slide down it’s magnificent length while it’s girth took my breath away. It had been a while since my last fuck so I took my time wedging his saliva coated cock into my tight pussy. It felt wonderful to once again know the pairing of bodies fucking brings. I leaned forward bracing my hands on either side of his body to rock my pelvis against his, setting both the depth and pace at which we would fuck. I bent further forward to gently brush my nipples across his chiseled chest as I rocked my hips. As I did so I felt hands spread my ass-cheeks allowing Jimmy to wedge his cock in my virgin ass. Mercifully he had just cum in Sherri’s cunt so his cock was well lubricated with their combined fluids. Each time I swiveled my hips to trail my clit over Dave’s cock my ass was filled with more of Jimmy’s. I felt Jimmy bend his body over mine so that his hands could reach around my body to grasp my swelling breasts. I had never been fucked by two men before at the same time, at times it felt glorious and at other times like I was being sawed in half. My virgin ass resisted his efforts but he eventually drove every inch of his cock into me. Each time I instinctively rocked my hips on Dave’s cock Jimmy’s ravaged my ass. The sweat rolled off me as my body accustomed itself to this new position and my passion soared. Jimmy began to pile drive his cock into me as I felt his cock swell, he groaned as he exerted every effort to stem the flood of jizz his body ached to release. I increased the tempo of my hips as my cunt muscles squeezed against Dave’s cock. Dave’s breathing became rattling gasps as his cock-head swelled deep inside my cunt. Dave’s hands grasped my head to draw my lips to his, our lips parted as our swollen tongues did battle. Dave sucked the air out me as he struggled not to come only to feel my cervix spasm as I came. He blew his load of hot life giving sperm into me, followed almost in the same instant by Jimmy’s. Our exhausted bodies sank into a human sandwich with me as the meat. With Sherri’s help Jimmy staggered up as Dave’s hands encircled my body to hug me, he whispered in my ear, “You were my first and are still the best.” I smiled and kissed him squeezing my cervix around his dwindling beast as I lifted my head to stare into his eyes and smiled. We lay together wrapped in each other’s arms as I felt a warmth I had not known before radiate from my uterus. We all returned to the master bedroom to suck and fuck until the rays of dawning light shown through the window.

 The week passed quickly with Sherri and I having our pussies stretched multiple times daily by the boys. It was almost a relief for Cal and Pat to come home as this gave both Sherri and I a break in the action. I was able to get an undisturbed night’s rest for the first time since they left. I could refocus on the task of achieving my goals. I soon realized the boys would use every opportunity that presented itself to satisfy their needs. When I missed two periods I realized all my dreams could be lost because I had acted stupidly and was torn apart by the dilemma I faced. Marriage was out of the question, as was having a child. The issue resolved itself but taught me the value of being prepared and to focus on the task at hand (finishing school).  

 

 

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i was wide awake and my brother had clif sleeping over.  I walked in his room and saw that they were sleeping naked i wonder wut had happened in here til i sqw the dildo and baby oil they had fucked.  I walked over to chris and saw that he was the one getting fucked he had red marks on his ass from where he got spanked and his thong was around his ankle. I then said to my slef maybe i should fuck him.  I took my pjs off and put baby oil on my dick knowing teres already some on his ass i put my cock head on his hole and pushed.  It slid right in with easy it felt so good i thrurst in and out slowly then got harder trustuing he wont wake up.  SOMe one did thos from the bed moving it was clif.  He saw that i was fucking chris hard up the ass and deside to fuck me.  He put
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baby oil on his dick and on me and slid his cock in my ass i grtoan in plesure and how big he is he fucked me deep and long i cummed on chris's ass and let clif fuck me over chris body while he slept then i went to bed after clif cummed in my mouth and ass.