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My bitch of a mother inlaw

mkmike on Forced Stories

It all started when i was 21 i got maried to a pretty young lady named mellisa.mellisa was great nice body 5 foot 2 tall 110 pounds with short brown hair.the problem was her mom.she didn't like me never thought i was good enough for her daughter.she was 5' tall about 100 pounds not bad looking for a 42 year old.what caught your eye was her butt it  filled out a pair of leans if you know what i mean.anyway she would always tell  my wife how worthless i was and wouldn't amount to anything and so on.one day before my wife went to work i over heard her on the phone talking to her mom.she was half defending me to her but her mom was relentless.after she got off the phone we got into a fight and she started preaching to me the way her mom did.anyway the fight was cut short because she had
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to go to work. after she left i decided to go to her moms and finish the fight i had enough of the verble abuse.when i arrived about 15 min later and rang the dorr bell.her mom answered the door and said what do you want.she must of been in the shower because she was her hair was wet and you could tell she didn't dry off very well she had put on a pair of sweat pants and shirt that clung to her body in places because of the mosture.It looked sexy in a way and almost lost my anger till she asked if i was to dumb to speak or forgot why i was here. i said we need to talk and walked past her in the house she shut he door and turned.i told her her bad mouthing me had to stop. i wasnt going to take it anymore.she said i wouldnt have to wory about it much longer she was looking for a atturney foy my wife and she would be out of my life.she went on shaking her finger at me and i lost what she was saying because her tits were bouncing under her shirt .she had no bra on and she was flying off the deep end yelling at me and all i could see was her body.i lokked her up and down.her sweat pants clung to her and she had a little camel toe going on.finally she said did you hear me!.i said no and step foward and grabed her tit.wasn't bad nice and firm about a b cup i guess.she pulled away but before she couls say a word i grabed har and caried her to the couch.pulled her shirt over her head and took her left tit in my mouth and sucked hard.while she hit me on the back and strugled to get away.i pulled her sweats down and away and i stood back to look at her naked body.at that moment she ran down the hall i caught her at the end and draged her in her bed room and threw her on the bed.i grabed each of her rist and used my elbows to pry her legs apart and stuck my face in her hairy pussy and licked away the hole time she strugled with my grip on her.i licked her for about 5 min or so till i got her pussy good and wet with my mouth and slide up her my body was enough to hold her down now she was wore out from strugling with me. i slide my pants down to my knees and trusted into her with out warning as hard as i could.again and again. she was tight and warm .i thrustedin her so hard she could not scream it took her breath away all she could do is grunt which turned me on more.i came in minutes but stayed rock hard i wanted to make her hurt so i keeped thrusting into her.after about 5 more min. i could feel her getting wetter and her pussy started trobbing she was fighting again saying no no no then i felt it the bitch was having a orgasium. I didnt stop she kept cummimg one after another finally she quite recisting and wraped her little legs around me and bit my chest.this done me in and we came together one last time. before i rolled off her exhausted.a feww min later she rolled over on her side and said maybe you are good enough for my daughter with a smile on her face.guess all she needed was a good fucking to cure her bitching. who would of guessed.

Part One Amy's Tragedy

Jolly1 on Sex Stories

Amy was a very pretty girl; she had long, wavy black hair, mint green eyes and creamy ivory skin.  She had a lush, curvy hourglass figure with big bouncy breasts and a firm, well-rounded ass.  She was of medium height being neither too tall nor too short.  She was a healthy 130lbs, 20 years old and she was still a virgin.  That was a little odd but had decided to save herself for "Mr. Right".  It was hard to

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deny herself any chance to have sex as she had a very sexual nature but she was determined to wait so she would just have to please herself until he showed up.

 

            Amy had spent the afternoon at the beach with her friend, Serena, who had just left and was just getting ready to leave herself when a large shadow came over her.  Amy lifted her head, expecting to see clouds in the sky, and saw 3 guys.  "Want to play some water volleyball with us?" asked the blond one.  "Um, no thanks.  I was just about to leave."  "Aw, come on," said the black-haired one.  "No, sorry.  I have to get to the grocery store tonight."  "Alright, your loss," said the brown-haired guy.  "Maybe next time," Amy called as they walked away.  Amy studied the guys as they walked away.  They were all well-built, tall and quite good looking and Amy really wished she could stay but knew that she'd never get all her errands done if she did.

 

            Amy went to her car and put her things into the trunk and threw on a baby-tee and skirt over her black string bikini and slammed the trunk.  She hit the button on her car remote to unlock the doors and was just about to get in when she felt something hard, cold and sharp pressing into her exposed lower back.  "Give me the keys and get into the back seat and I won't hurt you."  Amy turned and handed the man the keys and gasped with shock when she recognized the black-haired guy from the beach.  "You!"  "Get in the car, lady, before I decide I'd rather just kill you."  He emphasized his words with a tiny jab of his knife at her back.  She quickly slid inside the backseat and he followed and she was just about to try to get out the other side the black-haired guy's blond buddy slid in beside her, stopping her escape.  The brown-haired guy got in the driver's seat and the black-haired guy gave him the keys and they drove off.

 

            The black-haired guy then pulled out a blindfold and tied it around Amy's eyes.  "What do you want with me?!  Where are you taking me?!  What are you going to do to me?!"  Amy asked desperately, suddenly very scared and unable to hide it.  "We're going to take you back to our place and teach you a lesson.  If you're a good girl and behave we might even let you go afterwards, if you piss us off we'll probably kill you."  That was the blond guy talking as the voice was close and didn't sound like the black-haired guy.  "Um, what kind of a lesson?"  "About being a teasing bitch!"  That was definitely the black-haired guy as he'd done the most talking so far she had no trouble recognizing his voice.  With that said he pinched her nipples hard and another hand (she assumed the blond guy's) ran over the crotch of her shorts.  Against her will Amy felt her nipples become hard and her pussy dampen.  Oh God, I'm going to be raped! 

 

            They drove for over two hours and for all Amy knew they were in another city, while they were actually across town in the rural part of her city, only 30 minutes from her apartment near the beach.  The car made one last turn and paused then moved slowly forward and stopped.  The black-haired guy pulled her out of the car and she heard the other two guys get out and with the knife still at her back the blindfold was taken off.  Amy realized they were in a garage, which would effectively hide her car if anyone started searching.  Her heart sank as she suddenly realized no one would probably even begin looking until at least Monday when she should be at work and possibly not even until Tuesday night when she was supposed to have dinner with Serena and Ben.  Today was Saturday.  That gave them 2 or 3 days in which to rape her -- if they kept her that long -- and there was no way she'd be found immediately once the search was on.  The brown-haired guy and the blond guy were going in a door that connected with the house and the black-haired guy pulled her along and once they were in the house they took her to the basement. 

 

            When the basement door opened she gasped as she saw what was in the large rectangular room.  She realized what exactly was in store for as she looked around.  On one side of the room there was table in one corner, a bed against the wall in the middle and a couch with a rug in front of it in the other corner.  In front of all three was a video camera on a tripod and in further study she realized there were fastening on the table, bed and on the rug in front of the couch to tie her down with if she fought or disobeyed their orders.  Hanging on the wall across from this were a few whips and laid out on two tables were some lubes and nipple clamps, dildos, vibrators, and anal plugs and beads of various sizes.  There were also a few things she didn't know to name and something that looked like a fucking machine she'd seen on the internet.  There was also a shower cubicle and a shelf with some towels and linens on it and there was a mini-refrigerator as well.  And, strangely enough, there was a door at the end of the room that had a key code lock on it.  It must lead outside!  Amy thought if she watched them closely enough whenever they went to that door maybe she would be able to escape at some point. 

 

            "Go lay down on the bed," said the blond guy.  She hesitated and it earned her a cuff to the back of her head.  Rubbing it she hurried over to the bed and laid down.  The brown-haired guy went to check the video camera in front of the bed, Amy figured it was to make sure the whole bed was in view of the camera.  While he was doing that the black-haired guy and the blonde guy came over and pulled her arms above her head and cuffed them above her head.  They then pulled her legs apart and cuffed her ankles to the corners of the bed.  This can't be what my first time will be!  Some disgusting brutal rape!  In a state of denial and regretting for the first time her virginity (because this was bound to be more painful than normal because of it) she didn't notice right away that the guys were undressing.  She looked at them as she finished and their cocks were fully erect as they walked towards the bed.  The black-haired guy's cock was a good 7.5" long and 2" thick and the brown-haired guy's had to be at least 8" long and 2" thick and the blond guy's cock was 9" and 2.5" thick.  This is going to really hurt, Amy thought.  I'll never fit them in me!  Frantic, Amy started to struggle wildly at her bonds.

 

            "Calm down, lady.  You're just going to make it worse."  This came from the brown-haired guy.  Amy stopped, realizing they were probably right.  "Good girl," said the blond guy.  "Now, I'm John, he's Tom," he indicated the black-haired guy, "and he's Rob," indicating the brown-haired guy, "what's your name?"  "Amy," she didn't think to lie, all her I.D. was in her purse and if they checked it they might be angry with her if she lied.  "Okay Rob, start recording."  Rob went over and hit the record button and came back to the edge of the bed.  Tom pulled out his knife and cut her baby-tee and skirt off and Amy squirmed a little as she only had her bikini on now.  Tom made short work of her string bikini and she was now fully exposed and she felt her face turn red with shame when she remembered she couldn't use her hands to cover herself.  "My my, what big titties you have, Amy." said Tom as he tossed his knife away.  "Yeah, we can't wait to suck on them and pinch them," said John.  "And look at that pussy, nicely shaved with plump lips," said Rob.  Amy started to pull against her bonds in earnest now and was struggling so wildly that they got pissed off and John delt her a good slap to her right breast and Tom slapped her left one.  Rob was standing beside John and he leaned over and gave her pussy lips a little slap.  Amy froze, terror clear on her face.  Oh my God, I'm totally helpless!  "Please," she begged, "please don't do this!  I don't want my first time to be rape!"  Realizing what she had said she winced, she'd just given them another way to brutalize her (by making sure that her first time was very very rough and painful).

 

            "Well, well, if you're still a virgin then you really are a little teasing bitch and you need to be punished!"  Said Tom, the other two nodded in agreement.  With that, Tom knelt beside the bed and John and Rob followed suit.  Tom and John started to pinch and pull at her nipples, already hard from the cool air, and Rob spread her pussy lips and started fingering her clit.  Against her will Amy felt her nipples get harder and her pussy started to get wet, when she felt this her face burned with shame.  Suddenly Tom and John were licking her nipples and then blowing on them and they tightened even more and then they started to suck on them while kneading her breasts.  Rob was fingering her pussy in earnest now and with his other hand he slid a finger inside her now juicy pussy, she tensed at the intrusion, she'd never had anything up there!  "Man, this slut is tight!"  Rob exclaimed.  "Who gets her first?"  John pulled away from her breast, "Me.  I'm the biggest and we'll get a great scream from her if I'm the one to plunge in."  Amy dimly heard these terrifying words but with Rob fingering her clit and G-spot and Tom suckling her breast she was building up to a climax.  Rob suddenly pulled his hands away and she moaned in protest as he moved to her free breast, John moved down to her pussy and started to eat her out.  Flicking his tongue over her clit and then delving into her pussy, then going back to focus on her clit.  John slipped a finger in her and starting pumping it in and out, she thought she was going to explode and she pushed her pussy against his face and he inserted another finger and started pumping them again.  Amy exploded into the most intense orgasm of her life and John added a third finger and kept going just as her second orgasm started John pulled his fingers out and took his mouth away and positioned his cock in front of her sopping pussy and thrust in hard. 

 

            Amy's orgasm stopped abruptly as she let out a bloodcurdling scream of pain, "Ahhhhhhhhhh!  No!  Owwww!"  John had 4" of his monster cock in her and she felt like she was splitting in half with that 2.5" thick cock in her.  He thrust hard again and another 2" was rammed in and her cherry popped, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!  Oh God!  Get it out now!  Owwww!"  She whimpered and moaned in pain that was so intense that she felt her juices start to dry up and she buck her hips trying to dislodge him and instead sending another inch of his cock in and when she bucked again at this additional pain he thrust again and the final 2" went in and his balls touched her pussy lips.  "AhhhhhhhhhOwwwwww!"  Amy screamed and moaned as tears rained down her face.  While John had been entering her Tom and Rob had stopped to watch but now that John was fully in they went back to suckling and pinching and twisting her nipples and John just let his cock sit in her as he started to finger her clit.  As some of the pain died away and she started to feel the tingling of desire again as her nipples were played with and John fingered her clit.  Then he started to move his cock in and out in small thrusts.

 

            Pain reignited, though at a lesser degree, and she started to whimper again as the dry friction of John's thrusting increased it's pace and length.  He was still fingering her clit and Tom and Rob were still suckling her nipples and she could feel an orgasm start to build and soon John was pulling 8" of his 9" cock out and slamming it home again as quickly as he could and she started to buck her hips and then, as he thrust deep again, she shattered into a pleasure-pain orgasm and he kept pumping her until she was on her third orgasm and he gave a final thrust and his load of hot cum spurted deep into her.  Spent, John pulled out and came over to her face as Tom pulled away from her breast and moved down to her pussy.  "Clean it off, slut."  John commanded and when she hesitated he raised a hand and she quickly opened her mouth and he shoved his cock halfway in and she started to move her tongue around his fat cock licking his cum, her cum and her blood off of it (although there wasn't much blood left), as he started to get hard again he started to pump his cock in and out of her mouth and she gagged when he started to go into her throat. 

 

            She started to suck him off as he pumped in and out and suddenly she felt another cock shove into her pussy!  Tom had thrust all 7" of his cock into her at once and she gave a muffled half-scream and she was very tender and sore.  Tom started pumping in and out of her pussy right away, giving her no time to adjust to him and at the same time she had John's cock in her mouth to deal with and so she sucked harder and he pumped in and out a little faster.  Rob left her breast and unlocked her right hand and said, "Jerk me off, whore."  Amy reached over clasped Rob's 8" cock in her hand and started to jerk him off with John pumping in and out of her mouth and Tom fucking her pussy like a maniac.  She felt herself start to cum again and she felt John's cock tense and he said "I'm gonna cum, you swallow it slut!"  Amy was cumming and John blew his wad in her mouth and she tried frantically to swallow it all quickly without gagging and only a little trickle dribbled out.  John pulled his cock from her mouth and Tom came in her pussy as her second orgasm started and she was still jerking Rob off when he came, his cum spraying all over her breasts and stomach. 

 

            Tom pulled his cock from her pussy and came up to her face and told her to clean it off so she started to lick it off and suck on it and soon he was pumping it in and out of her mouth and John told her to jerk him off so she took his newly hardened cock in her hand and started to whack him off and Rob moved down to her sopping pussy, oozing with cum and thrust his 8" cock home in one hard thrust and started fucking her hard and fast.  Amy moaned, thinking it would never end and feeling intense shame that she was getting pleasure out of this rape.  As Rob pumped in and out of her pussy Tom came in her mouth and she swallowed it all on his command then he pulled out and then John came, spraying hot cum all over her breasts and stomach, adding to cum already there and she let go of his cock and she started to come from the deep fucking she was getting from Rob and then he came inside her and when he finished cumming he pulled out and came up to her face and told her to clean him off.  So she sucked his cock off too and he hardened and started pumping in and out of her mouth.  Tom and John watched while stroking their cocks.  Finally Rob came in her mouth and she swallowed every drop she could of his hot cum and then Tom and John sprayed their loads all over her face and body. 

 

            "This is what you get for being a tease, whore!  Someone will eventually make you put out what you've been offering but not giving."  Tom stated this and John went and stopped the recording.  Amy had forgotten the camera and once again her face burned with shame.  Rob came over to the bed and unlocked her wrist and ankles and he helped her stand up.  Amy moaned in pain as she took a couple of steps.  "What are you going to do with that video?"  Amy asked anxiously.  "We're going to rent it out in our adult video store and sell it to the customer who requested it."  John informed her.  "Requested it?"  Amy asked, bewildered.  "Yeah.  We take customer requests on the films we make for a price and this guy requested that we use you in particular for 5 films."  Rob explained.  "Who asked for me?"  "A guy who you teased no doubt," said Tom.  "Anyways, go over to the shower stall and get nice and clean," said John, "and there is food in the little refrigerator so eat something."  With that they left, locking the door behind them and going upstairs.

 

            Amy gratefully went and showered, thinking nothing of evidence, wanting only to be clean.  Amy stayed in the shower for about 30 minutes, letting the warm water soothe her soreness.  Afterwards she found some new sheets and blankets and remade the bed before sitting down on it with some food.  While she ate she couldn't help thinking that if they let her go going to the police would be a fruitless effort as they wouldn't believe she hadn't willingly starred in the videos but she would try to convince the cops anyways.  She wondered if the man who'd requested her was an ex-boyfriend or just some guy who'd seen around town.  Though Amy was reluctant to let her guard down she was sore and exhausted so when she finished eating she laid down on the bed and went to sleep on her stomach.

 

            Amy woke up some time later (very early morning) and John, Rob and Tom were sitting around her on the bed, once again, naked.  Tom ran a hand over her ass cheeks and gave them a sharp slap and she jumped and said "Hey!" then quickly said "sorry!  I forgot where I was!" hoping they wouldn't hurt her for her rudeness.  Tom ran a finger between her ass cheeks while John said it was okay and she froze when Tom stopped his finger on her butthole and pressed his finger on it like it was a button, "ever been ass-fucked before?" he asked.  Amy swallowed a sarcastic retort and whispered a frightened "no".  "Well, you're about to be."

 

To Be Continued...  

Happy Birthday Son

untrue_finn on Incest Stories

I was like any other teenager i guess. Outgoing, concentrated on my studies, made a lot of friends at school. Most kids liked me. I had by the time i reached my 18th birthday a wonderful girlfriend, and a prospectus path in life. However one thing bothered me.

I was slowly but surley falling for my own father. It sounds wierd and creepy a guy to fancy his own dad, geez it should even be his own mother - surley not his father?! at the very least.

I became also to doubt my own sexuality. Did i like guys because of this? I don't think so purley for the reason how the fuck could something come of it. it's just the mind playing tricks.

However, It drove me literally to dispair that i couldn't h

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old it that much longer.Something had to be done.

My 18th birthday was coming up soon, and i had joined countless forums and sites discussing problems like this. How to get round it etc. One lad suggested talking to my mum about it.

I ended up doing this..

I was ready to go to bed one evening as she was sat there finishing off markings ome text books and i brought it up.

"Mum" i said shyly

"Yes hunny?" she replied

"What would you say if i told you that i found dad likeable in a way i shouldnt?" i blushed

"Do you mean?" she said nodding her head "sexually?"

"yes" i put my head into my hands "It's wrong and bad but i love him"

"Awww" she got up and put my head in her arms. "It shows affection, that you care"

"Really? I'm surprised that your not shocked!" i replied

"Why should i be shocked hunny? I guess we can't help who we fall for, or what we turn out to be"

"I really love him mum, but it's never going to work" i said "He's my own father and anyway he would never succumb to it would he?"

"I think your right" she said "In a realm of fantasy"

I looked deeply upset and just blurted out "Fantasy alright, i even wanted him to seduce me as a birthday present"

"I think we'll call it a night" she said "Go on up you go Sweetie"

And that was the last we ever spoke of it for weeks.

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On 8th of October, i planned to go cinema with my mates but this was all cancelled becuase it was a cock up on their behalf.

Mum did not want to see me duly upset so she arranged a family meal.There was Vicky my girlfriend, my brother, mum and dad. It was a good evening everyone was joking and laughing, and i did not think of the thoughts once more. On retrospect however dad was very quiet at the meal.

Cake was brought out, songs were sung and i even made a farwell teenager speech afterwards. making everyone laugh till they ached.

Soon after 11, we started making our way home.We dropped Vicky home, and i kissed her goodnight and mentioned i would see her saturday.

Soon enough we arrived home to a houseful of presents. I quickly changed into my Pj's and raced to the packages.There were a few from Nan, mum, Scotty me bro, Vicky and friends from school - it was great.

However it was a bit sad that i didnt get any from dad. "Thanks for the joint present from you two" i said to them, trying to work out why dad hadn't bothered.

Did mum tell him and he partly wanted to disown me for what i wanted out of him and life. That would devestate me for sure!

"No..that's just from your mother. You got your present from me..the meal..and everything" he smiled

Well that was the end of that talk i thought in the recess's of my mind. He thinks his contribution was a meal - I somehow doubted now he was to make love to me.

My dad was 45, and quite a masculing man.As an ex-builder he had the muscles to show it. He looked slightly younger however the signs of strain were noticable. He was completley bald and sported a beard-cum-moustache. This made me quivver with lust.

Soon enough we finished the last bits of cake, and bro went up first as he was planning a trip the following day.Dad gave excuses that he was shattered and went up. I instantly pulled the forlong face.Mum went into the kitchen.

I constantly thought about what i said to mum and should have really kept it to myself. Mum came back from the kitchen with a smiled look.

"Did you have a nice birthday" she said

"Yeh it was awesome" i said in a tone that contradicted.

"Well..i" but before she could finish Dad came through the door dressed in his dressing gown.

"You ok Hunny?" she said "Why you back down couldn't sleep"

"Well.." "I was gonna go to bed when i realised something" he replied looking puzzled

"Oh Mike what was that?"

"Well when i was 18, i really really really wanted a motorbike, and do you know by the time it hit midnight without receiving it, i broke into tears. Thinking my dreams would never come true."

"and.." she said smiling

"Well Chris i feel if you have a dream mate it should come special for a sweet guy like you"

I quivvered.

With that stood in the doorway, he undid his robes and let them drop to the floor. he was stark naked, and his cock was fully erect.

"happy birthday mate, this is your real present from me"

I looked at mum and whispered "Thank you"

"it's ok sweetie he's all yours.." she smiled

He walked over and gave out his hand and held me up. "Happy birthday Son"

And with that lent forward with a kiss, a long passionate embrace.My tounge dived in instantly and i could see he was enjoying it from his member.

I withdrew, and he said "I think its time for you to try your present out" he grabbed the top of my head and pushed me down. "Be the first guy that's tasted your daddy!"

I knelt down and instantly put his cock in my mouth. he was so hard it was unbelievable. I sucked and sucked, pummling at his cock, moaning with pleasure.

"I think our boy likes this Cass" he laughed.

I sucked and sucked, and licked his shaft,tickling his head.I managed to look up and he smiled. "Enjoying it mate?" he said

I nodded and returned to sucking it again.I could hear his rytham grow faster and faster and soon enough he began to push harder into my face.

"Mike, i think you better slow down, i don't think he can handle.." but before she could finsih dad juddered and a hot flow of cum came cascading down my throat. I gobbled up every last drop of it.

I smiled up wiping off the excess and he said "Would you like more?" i nodded and with that he said "lets go to the dining room"

He led us all in even mum to the dining room,where she sat down with her books.Dad smiled as he said "Ok Chris, can you lean and strech your arms over the table for me"

I did as i was told.Arched over the tables dad was able to enter his cock into my ass "Happy birthday son..ugh..hope you like this!"

He went slowly into my ass and my face turned to pain "it hurts daddy!" i said

"Believe me mate..it will pass"

I looked up to mum and could see her smiling "Your Daddy loves you sweetie - What a present. Not everyday someone asks their father for sex, and a sweet young lad like you!"

He began to pump harder and harder which resulted me in screaming "oh Daddy!" and in oen feel swop picked me up and put me against the wall.My arms wrapped around his shoulders he fucked as we kissed.

"Awww" said mum smiling again "I'm gonna cum again Cass"

"Oh please do daddy will make me very happy"

He shot his load right in my ass, i just kept kissing and kissing.

he brushed my hair out my eyes and said "I do love you" i said the same and we hugged his cock still wedged in my arse.

He tunred and said to my mum "you know Cas, i wont be sleeping with you every night i guess - Chrissy wants his fun!"

I walked up and whispered "Daddy wanna try my cock?"

He smiled "be a pleasure hunny" and opened his mouth for my cock.

part two soon

Raping Amy

CZuck83 on Forced Stories

He pulls the blindfold down over her eyes, the gag deep into her mouth, she cant see him, cant scream for help...He rips her shirt and bra off, then quickly pulls her pants and underwear off too.  He cant wait, its going to be a lot of fun with her.  He then takes the bondage tape and slowly wraps it several times around her wrists, ensuring her inability to use her arms, he then unrolls it down until he gets to her ankles and wraps it several times tightly around, forcing her into an almost fetal position.  He likes her cheeks slowly, making her know that he is going to have fun with her.  

He reaches into his back of tricks and retrieves two wooden clothes pins and places each on her nipples.  She squirms, trying to escape, but he just twists each pin back &
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forth, the tiny shots of pain in her breasts stop the squriming for now.  He brings his mouth down to her neck and begins to suck on her ears and throat, occasionaly kissing her deeply over the gag.  She squirms, trying to break free of his filthy kiss, but he just slaps her to stop her fight.  

"You ready for what else I got for you?  I think you might enjoy this"  he says

Back into the bag, he retrieves a vibrator and brings it down to her beautifully pussy, he rubs it against the lips, she squirms, almost in anticipation, but moslty for escape.  He teased a little more, then burried it deep into her, quickly turning it to high speed.  Her hips buck in response,  he pulls it out and shoves it back in repetitivly, fucking her with the plastic dick.  She makes some noises, almost pleasureful.  He continues this for a little longer, then leaves it deep inside of her and rolls her over.  He reaches back into the bag, and returns with a condom and a small container of lube, he rolls the condom over his rock hard cock, then applies just enough lube to her tight asshole, he toys with her at first, smacking her asscheaks and tickling her hole with his cock, then he slowly pushes it in until it can go no further.  She screams at first, having her first cock in her ass.  He plays nice and takes it slow for a while, gently sliding it up and down inside of her, he continues until he thinks she is ready for his totality, then he plunges himself down hard and begins to fuck her ass.  She screams through the gag, but she cannot plead for mercy.  He continues to drive himself into her, every so often smacking her firm ass.  Her noises begin to turn into moans, is she beginning to enjoy it?

"you like that dont you?  You love me forcing my cock into your virgin ass?"

Her response comes in mumbles, but he swears he understood her saying she loves it.  He drives himself harder until he finally cums.  He pulls out and stares at her, face down ass up and laughs.  Back into his bag and out comes a vibrating buttplug, not too big, but just enough.  He drives it into her and turns it up.  She moans more and squirms.  He rolls her back over and returns to playing with the toy in her pussy.  After a while, he leaves it in and sits down, watching her squirm, gagged, bound, filled with vibrations.  Could she be enjoying this as much as she seems?

He returns to her and removes the gag...her moans grow loader, "you like that dont you?"
"Uh-huh, I love it...please fuck me" she pleads

He cannot believe it, his victim wants it...He pulls the vibrator out of her soaking pussy, slides on a new condom and aims his cock at her wanting hole.  He slides it up and down just inside the lips, her hips buck as much as they can while her arms and legs bound.  After much teasing, he finally slides his manhood deep into her.  She screams in pleasure, He drills her as hard as he can, her hips bucking so hard that the tape breaks somewhere between her legs and arms, her legs fall ontop his shoulders, he grabs them and forces her legs back, feet just above her shoulders, opening her as deep as possible for his cock.

They continue to fuck each other, he occasionally pulling out to tease her, turning her over to fuck her doggy style, popping the plug in her ass and re-inserting it, slapping her beautiful ass until he comes deep inside of her.  He pulls the plug from her ass and releases her from her taped bounds before they fall down into a sweaty heep, panting for breath.

"I love you," she says
"I love you too, my angel.  Tomorrow I'm gonna fuck your face...so get ready to be deepthroated." he says with a grin.

Buffy The Vampire Slayer vs. La Blue Girl Pt. 01

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This is a work of complete fiction. It just popped into my brain so I wrote it down and share it for free and make no money off of it. No one under legal age may read this, if you know what's good for you. No one over legal age should read this for the same reason. All characters used in this story are a parody of any real or fictional person. I do not own Buffy the Vampire Slayer, La Blue Girl or the characters from them. Comments are always welcome and appreciated so you should feel free to share.
Story Code: Muliple Character Pairings, Tentacles, Noncon-Con, Teen, Incest, First, Futa

Buffy the Vampire Slayer vs. La Blue Girl Pt. 01
By Muhabba

In the dark of night a pretty, young girl walks down a lonely sidewalk. “Gah!” she exclaimed. “David, it’s almost midnight a

Cousin, Friend and Me Part3

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When i awoke, i was facing my cousin, and Cooper was spooin me from behind. it was about midnight, we had been playing with each otehr since 11am.

Michelle my cousin was awake and staring at me, i ask if she was ok. And she replied "i am ready".

Through the course of the evening, my cousin looked a little hessitant, about me. So i decided not to push her.

I slowly, reach over Cooper not to wake her up, to grab a comdon. But my cousin pulled me and said she wanted to really feel me inside her.

She reach down and grabed me , i out my arm around her wait, and rolled her up on to me. She leant down and kissed me slowly, and i kissed back.

She leaned back and she slowly placed my cock in her, she squirmed a bit, and then i notice
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she started to smile. She was happy, great sign, so i started to move back and forth. and did the same.

She started to moan instaly and wit hte shaking of the bed, Cooper woke up and said "Finally, about time, i was waiting to watch this" we agina all laugh.

We got back to it, and then Michelle said she wanted to be fuked. I fliped her over and i took my cock out. She was on her stomach with her but up showing me her pussy, i inserted my cock and we did it doggy style. 1 min later we both came, she was so loud, i couldnt believe it, my cum was dripping out of her pussy. She said she felt my hot load in her and said it was the greatest she has ever felt.

We got up and had a shower togehter and then got dressed. We constally kiss each other and every so often we do go back for seconds

my mom caught me

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 My mom and dad divorced when I was pretty young

and it seemed like my mother dedicated

her life to me. She attended all school functions, all sporting

events and anything I participated in, she participated in. I don't even remember her having a boyfriend back then.

We lived in an older house but it was always clean and picked up in case anyone stopped by so you didn't have to “run around picking up new

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spapers and dusting things off.” But the house had a unique feature in it's upstairs hot air registers.

There were four rooms upstairs, a bathroom and three bedrooms. The bathroom was first on the right, then my room, then mom's room and finally the spare bedroom. The registers were not on the floor upstairs as they were downstairs. They were actually in the walls about a foot off the floor. There was one connecting the bathroom and my room, my room and mom's room and mom's room and the spare bedroom. The hot air from the furnace would come up and some heat would go in one room and some in the other. Now the good thing was there was no flaps or anything so you could actually look from one room to another through the register and if you stayed off to the side, no one from the other room could tell anyone was watching them.

I was becoming a horny young teen and like a lot of youths, my mother was in a lot of my fantasies. With good reason. She had me at seventeen years old and was still very young looking and did not look like she had ever had any children. She was maybe five foot three or four and her tits were not large at all, maybe like a thirty four or something around that.

Now how do I know that? The registers. Mom would take her bath in the early evening usually. When she did, I made it a point to be in my bedroom. I would have some music going to hide any strange noises she might hear. Then I would take my place by the register to watch my mom with her bath routine.

She would get undressed in the bathroom and throw her clothes down the laundry chute. I could now occasionally catch a small glimpse of her with nothing on but then she would come to the sink, which was just to the side of the register and brush her hair. This gave me a perfect view of her neatly trimmed pussy. I couldn't believe how she had the hair mostly shaved off with a little strip of it, maybe an inch wide, coming down to her slit and stopping there. By now, I usually had a huge boner and would be playing with myself.

Then she would walk over to the bath tub where I could just see her from her head to her feet. I loved the view of her from behind walking over to the tub. She would climb in and bathe herself pretty much the same way every night I watched, but I now had a pretty good shot of her tits, not the best view though. Sometimes when she was finished, she would lie back and soak and would have a hand down in the tub and I figured she was playing with herself, but I didn't know how a girl did that, only guys with dicks. She would sometimes do this for a few minutes, make some low moaning sounds and then relax. She would wash her pussy again and then get up to dry off.

I could now see her front completely now, her tits down to her trimmed pussy. She would dry off and step out of the tub. Then she would feel her titties over good, I now figure checking for lumps. She would hang her towel up and then bend over the tub to clean it out. This afforded me a great shot of her behind and when she spread her legs just enough, I could get a fairly good view of her pussy lips and her asshole. I had only seen naked people in a nudist colony book my friend's dad had hid under his mattress. We jacked off to that many times but this was so much better, a real naked person.

When she put her robe on to go to her bedroom, I would scurry to my desk and act like I was doing homework just in case she came in to check on me. She would go past my closed door, go into her bedroom and close that door and then take her robe off. By now, I had shifted to the other register and watched her in her bedroom. Lots of times, she would take off her robe, but tidy up her room in the nude and I would get a lot of great shots of her naked body. When she would begin to dress, again I would get back to my desk so as to not give her any suspicion I was spying on her. Sometimes she would stop in my room, always knocked first, and sometimes just go back down the steps to watch television or something.

One day, school let out early for some reason, and I got home about an hour earlier than normal. I walked in and didn't see anyone so I headed up to my room. When I got there, I heard this noise and some muffled moans coming from mom's room. I almost ran in there thinking something was wrong, but decided to make sure first and looked through the register. There she was, naked lying on her bed with a vibrator between her legs. She would rub it up and down and stick it in her, rub her tits with her hands and finally gave out this loud moan, sounding almost like a grunt. It was loud, but then again, she thought she was alone.

This was more than I could take. I got on my bed and took my trousers and underwear off and began jacking off very feverishly. It was starting to feel real good when my mom opened my door and walked in naked. She must have jumped six feet in the air at the sight of me.

“What are you doing home already?” she asked. I stammered out that school let out early so I was going to lie down a while. I was holding my hand over my cock trying to hide it but of course she knew what I was doing and my dick was beginning to droop.

She walked over to me and moved my hand. My dick still was not very big yet and I had a patch of pubic hair just above it. “Look at how dry it is!” she said. “I will be right back.” She left the room but returned in a minute or so still completely naked.

She had a tube of something in her hand and put some of what was in it in the other hand and began rubbing it all over my dick. “If you are going to play with that thing, you need some moisturizer of some kind. This is a lubricant that will make it feel better for you.” She continued rubbing it on my dick and occasionally would dab a finger up my ass very lightly.

“There, now why don't you try pulling on it now that it is all slicked up and see how you like it.” As embarrassed as I was, my dick was almost completely erect again so I did as she said and she was right, it felt so much better this way. And with her watching me, that was the icing on the cake.

Within a minute, I shot a load clear up to my chin and more all the way down my front to my dick.

“I bet that felt better than any time you have done it, right?” she said and I had to agree with her.

She reached down and grabbed my underwear and began wiping me off. “You have more underwear and socks with stains in them than I can count. I am sure these have been used for this before so I may as well do it again.” She wiped me about as good as she could and then put some more lubricant in her hand and began rubbing my dick with it again. My dick, which had barely began to drop, sprang to attention again.

She got on the bed, on her knees and told me to get behind her. “Stick your dick in the crack of my ass and I will guide it inside of me.”

I did as told and soon my dick was in my mothers asshole. “Now push hard to get it all inside of me and then go back and forth.” She was like coaching me so I did what she asked. My dick came out of her a couple of times but she would put it right back in. And it was so tight, it was squeezing my dick and feeling really good.

As I pumped her, I could see one hand down by her pussy fingering herself. She was moaning and groaning and pretty soon, so was I. I could feel that surge and she said, “Cum in me. Give it to mommy. I want all your cum inside of me.” And she got it all too. That was the hardest I had ever cum in my life and my mom really loved feeling me cum inside of her. My dick sort of plopped out when I was done and she rolled over and laid on her back. She motioned for me to lie beside of her and I did. As she laid on her back, I noticed she hardly had any tits at all as they were sunk in from her lying down. I reached out and rubbed one of her nipples till it became hard.

“You are the first person who ever did that to me in my butt. I would never let your father do that but I figured you are not fully developed yet and that would be much tighter for you. You did great, you were awesome.”

She grabbed my underwear and wiped me off one more time. I was semi-erect when she started and almost completely erect by the time she was done. “Get on top of me. I think you are ready for this.” I got on top of her and she guided my dick into her pussy. “ Push it in as far as you can and start pumping like you did in my ass.”

Again she was coaching me and I did as told. “Now suck on my tits and kiss my neck. Make me shiver all over.” I sucked her tits and when I began kissing on her neck, she really started humping me. She pulled my head so close to her body I thought I was going to suffocate. With her other hand, she pushed on my ass to get me as deep as possible.

She raised her legs and was humping me as much as I was her. It felt good and I just kept going and going for what seemed to be forever. But then I felt that familiar surge and here it came again. “FUCK ME! FASTER! HARDER! DEEPER!” And then I let it go, once again filling her with my cum. She squeezed me so hard I couldn't breathe again. Then released me and fell limp. I rolled off her and laid beside her again. We both just lay there trying to catch our breath for a few minutes.

“Is this what you wanted?” she asked. “All that spying on me, me giving you shows and you jacking off and wiping it in your underwear. I assume this is what you wanted.”

I was shocked that she knew I had been spying on her and in one respect felt ashamed, in another, was turned on by it. I wondered how long she knew I had been watching her.

“No more closed doors,” she said, “If you want to jack off, just do it, no need to hide it. I know you do it and have been doing it for a while now. At least I know you're a normal, healthy young male. Now, I better get supper going because you have to get to baseball practice.”

With that, she crawled out of my bed and headed to her bedroom. I laid there in my bed thinking, “Baseball practice? I don't think I can walk, let alone go to baseball practice.”'

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Mine, Purge, The; Hollywood, Hour 02 Chloe Moretz

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This is a work of complete fiction. It just popped into my brain so I wrote it down and share it for free and make no money off of it. No one under legal age may read this, if you know what's good for you. No one over legal age should read this for the same reason. All characters used in this story are a parody of any real or fictional person. I do not own The Purge or the characters from it. I do not know Chloe Moretz or have anything to do with her. Comments are always welcome and appreciated so you should feel free to share.

Story Code: M/F, Rape

The Purge: Hollywood Hour 02: Chloe Moretz
By Muhabba

Kevin double checked the address before getting out of his A1 Security van. He started towards the house before cursing under his breath and jogging back to the van.

Evil Blessing

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EVIL BLESSING
By
JArthurPayette



Within a mansion where George Hearn was recently hired, a girl not quite living drifted toward him in the form of a mist. Lovely was her voice as she spoke to him and soon he followed her wispy form to the second floor of the great house, pausing at the door which she said was her room, the very room where the old lady who owned the place slept.

Her lovely voice said, Come to me.

He didn’t know her words registered in his mind, not in the fabric of the air. “Where did you go,” he asked, “why can’t I see you anymore?”

The real me is on the other side of the door, and I am oh so lonely.

“But this is Ruth’s bedroom. Do you want to get me fired?”

Oh no, not for anything in the world. Don’t worry. She sleeps with Prince Valiu

Pantyhose lifestyle

Pantyhoseguy on Wife Stories

My wife Liz and I have worn pantyhose since our first date.
A few years after we married we settled in subdivision. Our routine was the same, Liz is always up at 6:00AM, puts on her pantyhose and a tee shirt then drinks coffee and reads. I get up around 9:AM put on my pantyhose go to the kitchen for coffee and as always to see my beautiful wife wearing hose.
One morning I woke up at 7:20AM put on my pantyhose headed to the kitchen. She wasn't in there so I poured my coffee walked into the living room. Looking out the side window I see Liz standing in the neighbors driveway talkingto him, I thought it was odd, she was wearing black pumps, tan hose, black shorts, white tank top, no bra, I could clearly see her nipples from about 30 feet. I watched with excitement and horror then she lean

Shana – A 16 year old runaway

UncleDan on Taboo Stories



   A little about me.  I’m 6', 190 lbs, short cut lt br hair, hazel eyes and broad shoulders. Ten years back I was 50 and getting tired of the rat race. I was working as a programmer/analyst, trying to prepare computer systems for Y2K.  The more I thought about it the more I realized that I knew the ideal place if it was to happen.  A friend of mine had inherited 40 acres in the mountains that he was trying to sell.  I went to look at it and fell in love.  I was bordered on two sides by National Forest land.  We finally struck a deal that satisfied both of us and I was the proud owner 40 acres of mountain meadow.  I gave notice and retired. My 401K’s and my investment in the market were to give me a substantial base and co
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ntinuing income.

   I bought a good 4WD pickup and small camping trailer to live in and started building a cabin.  I selected a site that was downhill from a year around spring and laid out a two-bedroom cabin with kitchen, bath, large living room and a spacious enclosed porch that overlooked a small lake fed by the spring and on into the valley below.  All of this sat on a full basement.

   As time progressed, I bought a larger generator and also installed a solar power system.  Next was a wood-fired hot tub, set in the enclosed porch.  With a cell phone and later DirectWay, I seemed to have all the amenities a man could ask for.

   Late in the spring, two years ago, I was homeward-bound west on I70 from Denver where I had gone for my monthly shopping trip.  I stopped at an old-fashioned convenience store for a piss and a coke.  I parked around the side of the store by the restrooms and got out to relieve myself.  As I approached the mens room, I noticed the door of the ladies room was cracked open slightly and it appeared as if someone was peeking out.

   I peed, went into the store and got my coke and returned to my truck.

   Just as I was about to open the door on my truck a young girl stepped out of the ladies room.  She stood cautiously, with her back to the door and her hand on the doorknob.  She was blonde, blue eyed, slim, about 5'3, maybe 110 lbs with what I considered a knockout 34B-22-32 figure.  I really like small tits.  The down side was she looked tired and disheveled, wearing lo rider shorts and a tanktop.  Her other hand held a small canvas duffel bag.

   “You going west?”, she asked in a timid voice.

   “Yes,” I replied, “for a little way.”

   “Do you suppose I could hitch a ride?”, she asked.

   I hesitated a moment, thought, ‘What the heck’ and said, “Sure.”

   I went around and opened her door, offering to put her duffle in the back but she clung to it tightly, placing it on the floor at her feet.

   As I climbed into the driver’s seat and closed the door, she offered her hand.

   “Shana,” she said.

   “Dan,” I replied.

   She said that she had been frightened by her last ride.  The driver of the big rig had kept offering her a drink from his bottle.  He had stopped for another bottle and she had run and hid in the ladies room.

   She was 16, from a small town in western Kansas.  Her father had died in the First Gulf War and her mother had taken to alcohol to try to forget her loss.  Her mother’s drinking and her continued fighting with her mother had gotten worse lately.  She finally had decided that she would run away.  She didn’t know for sure where she was going to go but thought that it would probably be LA.

   I told her a bit about myself and where I lived.  After a while our conversation lagged and she started to nod off.  Once or twice she jerked awake but when she found that I was only driving and didn’t seem a threat, she dozed off, curled up in the seat.  The sight of her sleeping soundly was attractive and sweet, but not really arousing.  I guess I had not thought much about young girls, both with being busy and having an open relationship with an old friend in Denver, who was just as busy trying to keep her own small business going.  We usually saw each other whenever I went into town or on rare occasions when she would manage a weekend at the cabin.  This time she had been away to visit her sister in Dallas.

   It was already early in the evening as we drew near the exit where I would get off the interstate and start up the mountain to my cabin.  I pulled into a rest area about 10 miles from my exit and woke her.  I told her that this was the last rest stop before my turn off and that there would probably be enough traffic that she would be able to catch another ride.

   She thanked me for the ride, gathered her duffel and was opening her door when a big rig flew by, Jake brakes, then tires complaining as the driver tried to come to a stop.

   In a flash, she was back in the seat, ducked down and pulling the door closed.

   “Oh my god! ,” She exclaimed, “it’s him!”

   I knew in an instant that it was the driver that had given her last ride.  Her face was ashen and her whole body was shaking.

   “Please, sir,” she pleaded, “don’t leave me here.”

   I looked at her, helpless looking and frightened.
   Finally I said, “You can come with me to the cabin and stay the night.  I give my word that you’ll be safe there and I’ll bring you back down in the morning.”

   “Oh thank you, thank you, I won’t be any problem at all,” she promised.  Then after a slight pause she asked, “You don’t drink, do you?”

  “No silly, it’s just never been my thing,” I answered truthfully, “only a glass of wine occasionally.”

   “Well, I would have gone anyway, I think,” she said, “Anything is better then trying to dodge that brute.  At least you’ve had a shave and don’t smell bad.”

   We pulled back out on the interstate with her still huddling down in the seat until we were well back on the road.

   As we drove toward my exit, she actually seemed to be excited about seeing my cabin, asking no end of questions about it and how I had come to live there.  The drive up to the headwaters of the Arkansas River is not that difficult.  You just have to be a little careful. Shana marveled at the mountains in their evening colors.  Once as we were passing an old mining town I heard her snicker at the name and when I looked over she was actually blushing.  This was the first, even oblique, reference to anything sexual that had passed between us.  

   When we arrived at the cabin she oohh’d and aahh’d, I think mostly because I had told her I had built it myself.  It was still an ego boost.

   I showed her around quickly, how much of a ‘grand tour’ can you give with that few rooms.  First the bathroom, then kitchen and livingroom.  I indicated my bedroom and then showed her the guest room, telling her to make herself at home there.

   I left her in the guest room and went out to unload the things I had purchased.  I needed to at the least to get the groceries out of the truck and into the house to keep them away from the critters that roamed at night.  I had no more than started when she came flying out of the house.

   I thought that something had frightened her but all she wanted was to help me with the unloading.  When we got to the perishable items, she grabbed an armload and followed me down to the basement where the freezer.  I seemed to take no time at all and everything was unloaded. The all the while I was marveling at the enthusiasm of my helper.

   “We’ve done enough for now,” I said, “I’ll finish it tomorrow.  How about a pizza for supper?”

   “Sounds great,” she replied, then very timidly she asked, “May I take a shower before we eat?  I feel so grungy.”

   I said, “Sure, there are clean towels on the shelf, if you need anything else, just ask.  I’ll get the pizza started.”

   Shana headed off to the shower, I lit the oven and set it for pizza.  Then I went out to fire up the hot tub and bring in wood for the fireplace.

   When the oven was ready, I put the pizza in, set the timer and started a fire in the fireplace.  Any time of year at this altitude it is cool at night and the fire does a nice job of keeping the chill off.

   Shana came out of the shower dressed in a pair of cutoff jeans and a white blouse.  She had a towel wrapped around her hair and suddenly it hit me, I never used a hair drier so I didn’t have one.   She was no longer a bedraggled ragamuffin but a very beautiful and alluring young lady.  She had applied just a hint of makeup, accenting her natural beauty.  

   The pizza was right on time.  The ‘ding’ of the timer startled me out of the revery.  I turned quickly and retrieved two cokes from the fridge, set them on the table and went to get the pizza.  It wasn’t a lavish meal.  I could tell that she must not have eaten lately, but she would pause after each piece as if to ask permission for another.  We ate with little chatter, she consuming pizza and I admiring her beauty.

   After pizza on paper plates, there isn’t much cleanup that the trash can can’t handle and we moved to the livingroom to sit watching the fire.  Shana had been strangely quiet all through supper and remained so as we sat watching the glow of the wood fire.  I wondered if the way I had looked at her when she came out of the shower was bothering her.
 
   Finally she said, “I’m really tired, if it’s OK with you, I’m off to bed.”
 
   I replied, “Sure, I’ll see you in the morning, I’m headed to the hot tub.”

    The porch has large French doors in front of the hot tub and when they are open and there is a moon at night you can see it reflected on the lake.  I usually go naked in the hot tub but opt for an old ‘speedo’ suit tonight.  Thinking I’d be by myself I took a lighter and a joint with me.  All else aside, I’d sleep well.

   I settled into the tub, lit the joint and relaxed.  My mind snapped back to the vision of Shana coming out of the shower.  I took another hit and my cock started to stir, trying to imagine what might have been under those cutoffs and blouse.  The more I thought about it the harder I got.  Part of my mind was saying, ‘Don’t even think about it’, but it kept coming back stronger each time.  Then I thought, ‘I’ll just get myself off and she won’t even know, so that will be all right.’

   I had just reached down and was about to slip off the ‘speedo’ when I sensed some thing and turned to see her standing there watching me.

   “That smells nice.”  “ I couldn’t sleep.”  “ I’d like to join you if it’s all right.”  “ It’s just that I don’t have a suit.”  All of this flowed from her mouth in a steady flow.

   I couldn’t get out of the tub like this.

   “The cutoffs are fine, but if you would like, there is an old flannel shirt with the sleeves cut off, hanging on the rack in the entryway.  That way you won’t ruin your blouse.”

   She disappeared and came back in the shirt which was half way to her knees and hiding everything.  She got down into the tub and held out her hand, indicating the joint.

   “May I?”, she asked.


   I hesitated, then figured ‘what the heck’, passed it to her, even as I realized this could get out of control. Sex and drugs with a 16-year-old runaway.  I hadn’t really thought that it might go this far.

   She scooted closer and handed back the joint. Our fingers touched and hers lingered a moment.  The contact was electric to me.  The shirt was wet now and flannel or not it was old and thin.  It was plastered around her breasts, clinging tightly to their shape.  My cock reacted to the sight, growing upward, held firmly against my stomach by the ‘speedo’.  I took another toke and passed the joint back to her.  Once again out fingers touched and lingered, noticeably longer this time.

   She took another toke from the joint and started to pass it back.

   I declined, “Enough already for me.”

   She took one more toke and put the jay in the ashtray.  ‘Smart girl’ I think, this is potent stuff from the high mountains.

   She turned toward me on the tub seat, pulled one leg under her, exposing her breasts above water.  The cool air did its’ work and her nipples press against the thin old flannel.

   “Do you really live here alone?” she asked.

   “Yes”

   “Ever get lonely?”

   “Seldom, I keep pretty busy.”

   There was one of those indeterminate pauses that only pot can bring on, as both of us enjoyed the approaching high.

   “What about the women in your life?” she asked.

  I explained that I had been married and divorced.  That my wife had not wanted to have children and I had agreed to get a vasectomy.   Not to long after that my wife had become pregnant from a man she worked with and the divorce was the outcome.

   “I also have an old friend in Denver that I see occasionally, I won’t live there.  She has a business that requires everyday personal contact with her customers and she won’t live up here.”

She looked out toward the lake and shook her head, “This is so different then Kansas.”

   A cool errant breeze slipped through the open doors causing her nipples to stiffen.  She caught me looking, blushed, then smiled.

  “I think they’re too small,” she said.

   “Oh NO,” I replied, “I like them like that, it must mean I didn’t go hungry as a babe.”

   Her face lit up into a broad grin.  “Really?” she asked.

   “Honest,” I replied.

   “Does this stuff make you as horny as it does me?” she asked, indicating the roach in the ashtray.

   “Probably more so,” I answered, “It brings back good memories when no one is around.”

   “I wish I had more good memories,” she said.

   “You’re young yet, they seem to come with time,” I replied.

   Her toes touched my leg. “I wish my time would come,” she stated.

   By now my cock was rampant.  Should I really be doing this?

   Her hand was laying on the rim of the hot tub.  I reached out and touched her fingertips with mine.  She pressed her thumb over my fingers.

   She looked into my eyes and whispered, “Please, I just want to feel that someone loves me, even if it is only for tonight.”

   We reached for each other and our lips met, tentatively at first and then with passion.

   Now all caution was thrown to the wind, we embraced and kissed, probing each others’ mouths in a hungry frenzy.  My hand slid through the cut off sleeve hole of her shirt and around her bare back, holding her close to me.

   She threw one leg over both of mine and was sitting astraddle my lap facing me.  As we kissed, she moved toward me until we were tight together.

   “Oh, you really do like me,” she gasped.  Her shirt had ridden up and she had nothing underneath.  The only thing now separating our lower bodies was the ‘speedo’ which had not manage to contain all of me.

   Her hand came between us and between us and began to unbutton the shirt from top to bottom.  As she continued, the shirt gaped open and her hard nipples pressed against my chest.  When the last button was undone, her hand caressed the exposed portion of my cock above the ‘speedo’.

   I removed my hand from the sleeve of her shirt and drew the shirt from her shoulders.

   “Are you sure you want to continue this?” I whispered.

   “Yes, it’s not as if I never have, it’s just that there always seemed to be something missing.”

   “Then let’s get somewhere more comfortable,” I said as I rose up, taking her hand and pulling her up with me.  Her other hand expertly drew the ‘speedo’ down my legs.  When she was standing, I released her hand and the shirt fell to the deck.  What appeared was a masterpiece of feminine beauty.  Venus de Milo with arms.  I followed her through the kitchen and livingroom watching ‘the most perfect ass’ in motion as she led the way to my bedroom.


   She stopped by the bed and turned, holding her arms out to me.  We embraced and I leaned down to kiss her, fondling the cheeks of her ass as I held her to me.  I kissed her on the forehead and then trailed kisses down to her eyelids, the tip of her nose and finally to her parted lips.  Our tongues met, retracted and met again.  We began to duel in earnest, changing from foil to saber as we explored each others mouth.  My right hand released her ass and sought her breast, cupping nearly the whole breast and feeling the nipple grow taut against my palm.  Shana broke the kiss with a sharp intake of breath followed by a low moan.  I moved to kiss the side of her neck and licked and kissed to the hollow of her neck above her clavicles.

   We moved against the bed and I laid her gently on her side and lay down facing her.  Her hands went to the back of my head, holding me tightly against her upper chest.  My right hand maintained a hold on her left breast, working the muscles of my palm on her stiff nipple.  Drawing my head down her body, my tongue flicked against her flawlessly smooth skin as my lips sought her other nipple.  It too was puckered tight and I rolled the sides of my tongue to form the letter ‘O’, extending and withdrawing my tongue and moving the tip as I caressed the tender bud.  Her hands pressed my head against her as she writhed with pleasure.  I retracted my tongue and opened my mouth, engulfed her tit, then retreated to the nipple and began to suckle.

   Low animal sounds escaped from her throat, almost like the purring of a kitten.  She threw her left leg over me and drew our lower bodies together.  The tip of my hard cock pressed intimately against her mons, the heat of her passion suffusing through my whole body.  All action ceased for a time as we basked in the pleasure of our conjoined bodies, each of us clinging tightly to the other.

   Shana’s left hand moved down my right side to my waist, sending chills and creating goose bumps as it went.  She proceeded to reach between us and encircled my cock with her fingers.   She began to stroke lightly up and down the shaft, causing my cock to pulse in her hand.

   I had continued to suck on her breast and now cushioned my teeth with my lips, drawing the nipple between them, I bit gently.  She inhaled deeply and pushed my head even more firmly against her breast with her right hand.

   My cock began to exude precum.  She took her thumb and spread it around the tip of my glans. The sensation, coupled with anticipation was bringing me closer than I wanted.  I didn’t want to cum just yet.  I withdrew my cock from her hand and coursed my tongue down her chest and stomach.  I paused at her navel, circling and then probing.  Her stomach tightened from the contact and once again she placed both hands on the back of my head.

   I moved my right hand down and cupped her mons veneris.  My fingers were extended against, but did not penetrate the vestibule.  The base of my thumb caressed the downy softness of her fine, sparse pubes.  I alternately applied and released pressure on her mons and she responded by thrusting against my hand and spreading her legs to allow me access.

   Shana rolled onto her back and I positioned myself between her outspread legs.  She raised her knees, placing her feet flat on the bed.  My tongue traversed the outline of her pubes and then down teasingly close to her nether lips.  The scent of her sex filled my nostrils, sweet and vaguely musky, permeating my whole being.  I continued up her right thigh kissing and nipping gently.  I reached her knee and looked up at her face.  She was lying with her eyes closed and was holding her lower lip between her teeth.  She was holding a breast in each hand, rolling her nipples with her thumbs and forefingers.  Her head was moving back and forth.  I glanced at her sex, her outer lips were swollen and slightly parted, moisture was gathering on her inner lips.  I changed to her left knee and started down her inner thigh in the same manner.

   When I reached the juncture of her legs, I teased around her pubes with my tongue and then made full contact with my mouth on her pussy.  First one and then both of her hands came to the back of my head.  Her hips jerked upwards, pressing her cunt onto my face.  The sweetness of her taste rivaled her scent.  I pushed my tongue into her pussy, savoring her juices as they began to flow.  Once again I could hear the purring in her throat.

   I placed my open hands on her lower abdomen, just above the rise of her mons, pressing down gently.  I lapped my tongue upward to her clit and sucking it between my lips holding it with my teeth.  I heard a deep intake of breath and began to move my tongue rapidly back and forth, up and down her clit.  She clutched at the bedclothes, moaning, her head rolling from side to side.  Shana’s legs clamped around my head, her thighs holding me in a viselike grip.  Her hips slammed into my face.  I continued to minister with my tongue until her entire body went rigid as she lifted to her heels and shoulders.

   When she finally relaxed enough that her back lay on the bed and her thighs released my head, I flattened my tongue and drew it slowly from the base of her pussy to her clit.  This I repeated several times, each time curling the end of my tongue to probe the entrance of her vagina.  Once again I focused on her clit, holding her to me with my hands under her ass.  She approached her climax quickly the second time and exploded, her body thrashing about violently.

   When her body had relaxed, she pulled my head up and looking into my eyes said, “Please fuck me, NOW.   I want to feel your cock deep inside of me.”
I rose to lie full length upon her and kissed her waiting open lips, letting her taste her own juices.

She reached down positioning my cock at the entrance of her dripping cunt and trust her hips upward.  


   My cock entered into her well lubricated tunnel, the muscles in the walls of her vagina tightening around my swollen member.  I thrust forward gently, fearing that I might hurt her.  My fears were allayed as she bucked against me driving our pubes together.

   “Oh FUCK!” she exclaimed, her arms holding tight around my back as her heels dug into my ass.

   Savoring the moment, we lay perfectly still, only my cock pulsing in a slow rhythm with the contraction of her pussy.

   We began a slow, easy lovemaking that increased like the crescendo in Maurice Ravel’s ‘Bolero’.  I’m sure that it lasted the full 15 minutes of an orchestral performance.

   Her impending climax, accompanied with sharp pants and low moans, drove me to newfound heights as I held her knees against her breasts, pounding against her cervix with nearly every stroke.  Her cumming set off my own climax and I emptied my self into her with a long series of pulsing jets of hot jism.
 
   We collapsed together, completely sated, kissing and murmuring together.

   I awoke in the morning, spooned against her back, amazingly hard and nestled in the crack of her ass.  I kissed her on the back of her neck and slipped out of the bed, pausing to admire the vision that lay there.

   I showered, dressed in cutoffs and t-shirt and was sitting on the porch when I heard her enter the bath and the shower start.  I got up and began to prepare breakfast.  I set the table and started bacon and ham (I didn’t know which she preferred) and hash browns.

   The shower turned off and a few minutes later I heard her enter the kitchen.  I turned and there she stood, towel wrapped around her head, dressed in my old terrycloth robe, covering her from shoulder to toes.  She looked every bit an angel.

   I held out my arms and smiled at her.  She broke into a smile and flew across the room, hugging me tight.  I put a finger under her chin and tilted it up, leaning down I kissed her gently on the lips.

   “Did you sleep well?” I asked.

   “Great, and guess what, I think I have my first really good memory,” she burst out.

   During breakfast she looked seriously across the table at me.
   Hesitantly she asked, “Could I stay another day?”


   That was two years ago.


   Two months later I asked a lawyer friend in Denver to make some discreet inquires for me.  He found that Shana’s mother had passed away as the result of an automobile accident soon after Shana had left.  He arranged for me to have full guardianship as she had no other relatives.

   We visited her parent’s grave-site and arranged for a proper headstone.

   Shana enrolled in the local high school and will graduate this spring and then go on to Boulder this fall.

   And BTW, Shana has met my lady friend from Denver and the three of us have formed a ‘very special’ relationship.

Comments (good or bad) will be appreciated.    Uncledan_1@hotmail.com

I’m not sure that I’ll add to this, it all depends what the future brings.

The pool guy's gal

ClintonB on Wife Stories

First I am sorry for not finishing the second part of that day sooner (see “the pool guy” under the “slut wife” section) but every time I started to write the sequel I would reread the original story and get so turned on I would slide my hand over my flat, hard tummy, unbutton my jeans and my fingers would find their way under my panties…  Thank you to all those who emailed me with your great comments!

Here goes……..

Sara slipped her hand in mine, but as we started walked to the bedroom, Sara’s boyfriend Paul said “sorry love, but I really have to finish cleaning the other pools” and slipped out of the patio doors.

Sara declared from the bedroom that she really needed a shower, opened my glass shower do

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or and turned on the water.  I bounced back across the bedroom, my 36C breasts giggling with each step, and removed my glass dildo from my bedside cabinet.  This might be needed I thought.

By the time I got back to the shower Sara was already inside, enjoying the steamy hot water.

“Come on in Bev, wash my back.”

Needing no further encouragement, I opened the door and stepped in behind Sara.  I put down the dildo and picked up a bar of soap and started lathering her back.  Her white skin contrasted with my sun tanned hands and I started to rub her firm shoulders, moving in circles, my fingers pressuring that smooth, supple young skin.

Sara’s head tilted back as she enjoyed the flow of water across her face.  Her lips parting as I slid my hands under her arms, feeling out those delightfully perky small breasts.  Pausing only a moment to apply more soap, I cupped a breast in each hand and slowly circled them, teasing her nipples with the lightest of touches.  Her nipples responded to the stimulus and stiffened.  I could feel their hardness as they gradually lengthened into hard peaks of womanhood.

Sara moaned and rested her short, red wet hair against my shoulder.  Her smooth skin pushed against my breasts causing my immediate arousal.  She started to slide up and down and the effect on me was electrifying.  I could feel my pussy getting wetter by the second. 

I had never been more turned on, the sexual tension building by the second.  I slid my soapy hands downwards, across her tummy, seeking out that beautifully trimmed slash of red hair above her pussy.  I decided to repay the teasing and slipped two fingers of each hand past her pubic hair and gently caressed the inner sides of her thighs.

Sara started to breath deeper and tried to lift her thighs to make my fingers seek out her soft inner body.  I resisted the temptation to slide my fingers inside of her and continued the motion but rewarded her efforts by sliding my thumbs down her pussy lips, using my knuckles to stroke her clit.

I felt her hands reach backwards across my hips and her right hand slid across my pronounced pubic mons. She was less subtle and moved her middle finger across my clit, eliciting a gasp from me, and pushed her finger straight into my pussy.

“God you are so wet” she said, pausing only a moment to withdraw before inserting two fingers into my soft flesh.

I had to pause as I felt my vagina starting to contract into an orgasm.  I closed my eyes letting myself go.

She turned around and gently nuzzled my neck, running her tongue across my neck up towards my mouth.  I felt her soft lips brush mine and then she withdrew.  I responded by leaning forward, but she lightly kissed me again pulling back until I could stand it no longer.  I pushed her against the shower wall and kissed her hard on the mouth, my tongue intertwining with hers.

I could feel something warm and hard move across my clit and then between my pussy lips.  I realized she had picked my glass dildo and I attempted to surrender my body, sitting on the tiled shelf in the shower, legs apart.  She kissed me again and then murmured “bed honey”.

Sara turned off the water and slipped out of the shower, beckoning me with my dildo towards my bed before lying spread eagled across the sheets.

“Fuck me Beverley; fuck me with your dildo”

I took it from her hand and lifted up one of her feet, teasing the sole with my tongue.

“No Bev, I cannot wait, put it inside of me, put it in hard, I mean hard.  I need it - please”

Putting my knees either side of her left leg I bought the dildo against the entrance of her vagina and pushed it in almost roughly.  Sara’s back arched as waves of pleasure started rippled through her body.  I pushed it in and out, in and out, the knuckle of my thumb slamming against her clit roughly.

“Yes, yes, yes” she cried, “faster, oh my God, oh I am cumming so hard.” She started screaming bucking against my thrusts.  I could feel her leg lifting between my thighs, getting slippery as my juices poured from my pussy.  I started to also cum hard, her voice driving me closer and closer towards an intense, deep orgasm.

We both peaked at the same time and I slumped over her sweating body, my breath coming in hoarse gasps.

“That was incredible” she said as I tried to control my panting.

I rolled over onto my back; legs pulled up and apart and lay there for five minutes, enjoying that warm post orgasmic feeling, almost slipping into a sleep.

I was aware of a slight stirring in the bed and felt the lightest of touches on my inner thigh.

“Your turn now honey: she murmured.

I kept my eyes closed and concentrated on the advances of her lips gently kissing the inner part of my thighs, one side then the other until she reached the entrance of my womanhood.

Her tongue flicked up one side of my pussy lips and down the other before she took my clit between her lips and started flicking it with tongue.  Just when I thought it could get no better, Sara sucked my clit and started softly humming.

A strong orgasm started building deep inside of me.  Her right hand slid up my stomach and roughly gasped my tit, pinching my nipple.  As she twisted her fingers she put her face over my pussy and started fucking me hard with her mouth.

My orgasm intensified into something I have never felt in my life.  Wave after wave shook my body and I began to shout in joy.  When the peak hit me I could do nothing but exhale, a slow animal moan escaping my lips.  Oh it was incredible and I lay there for 10 minutes afterwards, basking in the glow.

Sara finally got off the bed and announced she was going to the kitchen for a bottle of water.

I followed, my legs still shaking.  As I entered the kitchen I could see Sara leaning into the refrigerator and with a start noticed my husband Paul had just come home from work.

He stared at Sara as she straightened up, taking in her gorgeous nude body and the flash of red pubic hair.

“Oh” she said, “you must be Peter, pardon my titties!”

Peter looked around and saw me leaning against the doorframe.  “Have we had a good afternoon then?”  His head tilted on one side.

I knew that look, and I was thinking to myself that my body needed at least 30 minutes to recover after that last sexual bout.  I need not have worried.  Sara closed the refrigerator door, caught his eye, and walked brazenly over to him.  Her fingertips gently slid up his thigh.  “Are you very tired from work?” she asked.

Give me some time to write and I will let you know what happened later.  I need to take care of something first.  It involves unsnapping the top of my jeans; oh I am so glad I am not wearing any panties, oh that feels so good…  Write me your comments at clintonbeverly@yahoo.com

 

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My paki Brit wife The Beginning part 1

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Lately she is so turned on but not by me by other men, I can see her indulging in her thoughts I even caught her touching herself discreetly in nights, but I didn’t say anything to her I want her to be free as bird now. We are married for 10 years and no it was not planned she was 18 at that time and I was 19. We were dating for 1 year, and as she belongs to conservative Pakistani family. She wouldn’t let me do much but that night at party she was looking so irresistible. Well I planned to seduce her and we grab beer and as usual we went in balcony, there she was her silky hair touching my face as I hugged her from behind her irresistible aroma as it touched my senses I felt blood rushing in my veins and I started to getting a bulge in my pants she felt it too but this time it was differe

Colleens Piss Party

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Colleen had no choice but to indulge both Shaun and Patrick’s
perversities after they’d hacked into her private online journal
and seen the pictures of her knotted tightly with the German
Shepherd.

Last Fall on her vacation she’d visited friends in Holland and
had indulged herself in one of her long time fantasies by joining
them on their numerous trips to the Kennel Bitch Club.

It was exclusive club that catered to the exploration of both
the sexual desires of men and women to share with canines
of both sexes and various breeds.

When Shaun had hacked into her online journal with Patrick’s
help, her most guarded secret had now been brought to light
and th

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e pair wasted no time in confronting her with the
forbidden  knowledge they had acquired.

Her ordeal had begun early that afternoon as they’d
demanded she accompany them to the local pub a couple
blocks from the office.
For nearly two hours they’d ordered round after round of
mixed drinks, Shaun and Patrick drinking mostly Appletinis
between them.

Their drinks consisting of Smirnoff’s Green Apple Twist
vodka and DeKuyper’s Sour Apple Pucker schnapps.
Her favorite indulgence that of J.J. Vincent Pouilly-Fuisse
Propriete Marie-Antionette Vincent 2005, a pale yellow
wine with that elegant but subtle white flower aroma.

They had both told her in no uncertain terms that working
for her as they had these past three years had been like
having teeth extracted with a pair of rusty pliers with no
anesthetic to deaden the pain but now the worm had
most definitely turned.  She would pay them their due.

After their drunken spree at the pub they’d forced her to
use her private key to unlock the corporate spa and forced
her to strip as they stumbled out of their clothing
and attempted to masturbate their alcohol numbed pricks.  
The only items of apparel she was allowed to wear, her suntan
sheer silk stockings and black garter belt.

With both men naked they reclined back in the lounge
chairs placed around the heated spa and had her walk
between them so they could grope her body as they fondled
their cocks attempting to get them hard enough to penetrate her.

“Please, at least let me go and pee first and I’ll not try and stop
either of you from doing what I know you want,” Colleen said
brushing a wisp of her auburn hair from her forehead.  

“Listen bitch, you’ll piss right here and make no complaints about it,”
growled Patrick as he reached up to slap her hard across her firm
round bottom.

“Better yet, straddle me and piss on my cock, I want to feel it on
my dick and watch it as it comes right out of your pussy,” Shaun
ordered as he gave Patrick a sly wink.

“Well, get moving cunt, spread it open real wide and pee on my
mate’s knob,” Patrick chuckled as slapped her hard across the
buttocks again, leaving an angry red impression where his hand
had met supple flesh.

Colleen slid one leg over the lounge chair in which Shaun lay
prone and pulling at his slowly growing erection.  With her
hands she spread the plump folds of her vagina and exerted
pressure against her bladder to begin the process of voiding
herself.

It didn’t take much with the amount of wine she’d consumed
before the tiny droplets that started to leak out turned into
a powerful stream of amber colored warmth.

It felt wonderful to relieve the pressure that had been building
for the last hour since they’d arrived at the spa and in another
way it felt quite erotic for doing something so taboo.

“Fuck; that feels so damn warm, my cocks getting hard by
the second, keep pissing on me bitch,” groaned Shaun.

Patrick stood up and pressed himself against colleen, his hands
on her hips as he began to grind his rapidly growing penis against
her bottom.  One hand snaked between her thighs as his fingertips
dipped into the potent stream of urine spraying out.

“Damn, she’s hot alright, her pee smells almost like that fancy ass
wine she was drinking,” Patrick sneered.

“Maybe you should give her a taste of it,” Shaun replied as he
jerked his cock beneath the heated torrent of Colleens urine.

Taking his well soaked fingers Patrick began rubbing them over
Colleen’s lips, forcing them open and shoving them in her mouth
as he demanded her to clean her own pee from them.
Not wanting to make this any worse than it already was Colleen
complied with his demands and began to lick her own pee from
from Patrick’s fingers.  

Surprisingly the taste wasn’t nearly as disgusting as she’d have
thought, it carried that faint hint of the wine she consumed and
although a bit salty it wasn’t all that unpleasant.  
The more Colleen sucked and tasted, it was like something
dark had come over her, she began to want to taste more
of this forbidden nectar.

As Colleen continued to empty her bladder she became
aware of another pressure building now, this one inside her
pussy as she became more and more aroused by the lewd act
she was performing for these two men.
Her inner thighs and stockings were soaked in her own pee
as she tried to direct the rapidly dwindling stream over
Shaun’s penis.

Suddenly Patrick began moving her toward the spa, his hands
on her shoulders as he forced her to sit down on the edge and
began wiping his now erect cock over her lips and cheeks.

“Suck me off  slut, suck it real deep down that whore throat
of yours,” Patrick growled as he punched the large dome of
his cock between her lips.

“Shaun, get over her now and piss on this bitch, I want her to
taste your piss right off my cock as she blows me with that
slut mouth of hers,” Patrick raged.

With his erection bobbing up and down and flinging
droplets of Colleen’s pee from the slick stalk, Shaun
stumbled over to the spa to lend a hand to his best mate.

Colleen began sucking feverishly on Patrick’s cock
stalk, her thoughts that if she could make him cum quickly
that maybe Shaun would follow suit and this ordeal would
soon end.  Her hands cupping Patrick’s firm ass cheeks she
buried her lips over his saliva slick shaft and nestled her
nose against his groin.

“Fuck honey, that’s it, that’s the way, swallow my dick right
to the balls,” Patrick groaned.

“Suck my load out you filthy piss whore.”

“Piss in her face mate, piss all over my bloody cock,” Patrick
groaned as he looked toward Shaun with a growing lust in
his eyes.

Holding his piss slick erection Shaun aimed his penis at
Colleen’s face and began to squeeze down and apply a steady
pressure over his own bladder.  Pissing with an erection wasn’t
all that easy as he’d found on many a morning waking up with
heavy wood and having to unload the nights drinking down
the toilet.

As Colleen continued to nurse Patrick’s swollen member, Shaun
began forcing the honey gold flow of his urine up his sex tube
and began spraying it over Patrick’s erection now fully buried in
Colleen’s sucking mouth.

With each stroke up and down over Patrick’s lust engorged member
Colleen could taste the faint traces of vodka and apple mixed with
the bitter saltiness of Shaun’s urine.  Her tongue burned slightly and
her taste buds seemed to sharpen as she allowed the liquid to roll
over her tongue and found herself slurping more and more of it from
Patrick’s meaty cock stalk.  

Shaun aimed his heavy stream over Colleen’s face, her hair now
saturated as she closed her eyes to prevent them from burning by
the salty mixture and twisted her lips about the head of Patrick’s
cock to coax out his load so that she could consume it.

Her breasts and belly were drenched with the heated yellow
streams jetting out of Shaun’s penis, her pussy soaked and
throbbing with a building lust merely from the perverse nature
of what she was now taking part in.  Without warning Patrick
groaned and bucked his hips upward as a torrent of thick
semen blasted against the roof of her mouth.

Colleen whimpered as she felt another pulse of seed ripple
up Patrick’s member and splash against the back of her
throat.  With each stroke between her warm sticky lips,
Patrick’s cock continued to pump spurt upon spurt of
the milky mixture that Colleen sought to swallow down.

Shaun’s piss flow now slowing was directed toward
the swollen knot of Colleen’s clit and instinctively her
fingers flew to strum against the throbbing button as it
was being pelted by the stinging urine.

“Look at that bitch gobble up the piss and cum, she’s
really getting off on it,” Shaun laughed as he shook the
last drops of urine from his erection to splash over
Colleen’s nylon encased legs.

“I want you to do the same thing for me mate, but I want
you to piss on my cock while I fuck her cunt and fill her
with a hot load of juice,” Shaun told his mate.

With Patrick’s prick knob wedged between her lips, Colleen
continued to nurse up and down the length of his cock,
relishing the tangy taste of his semen and Shaun’s pungent
pee still slippery upon it.

Her mouth filled with the taste, she lashed out with
her tongue against the spongy tip and groaned as her
own orgasm pounded through her loins.

She knew she would take whatever the pair had in
store for her and satisfy their lust driven needs until
they were fully spent and satisfied with her degradation.
She also knew that she would satisfy herself and perhaps
at some point these two would share a spot in her private
online journal with images of them all sharing in these
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this is my first story - work in progress

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She had come over for one reason, and he would be damned if she left without getting what she came for. He closed the door behind her, grabbed her wrist & stepped forward, pinning her between himself and the wall. As she looked up at him, he planted his big hands on each of her shoulders. He looked deep into her eyes but couldn't tell exactly what color they were, blue, grey, yellow, it didn't matter. This wasn't about eyes or feelings, it was about letting go giving into the feral, primal, animalistic wants and desires they both felt.

Pulling her towards him, she felt her back press against the wall. She grabbed his hips and he leaned in to kiss her, his body grinding into hers their lips met. Instinctively, they opened their mouths and let their tongues touch as they tasted each othe

That 70's Porno Pt. 04

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This is a work of complete fiction. It just popped into my brain so I wrote it down and share
it for free and make no money off of it. No one under legal age may read this, if you know
what's good for you. No one over legal age should read this for the same reason. All
characters used in this story are a parody of any real or fictional person. I do not own That
70’s Show or the characters from it. Comments are always welcome and appreciated so
you should feel free to share.

Story Code: Teen, Oral, M/F, F/F, Fingering, Voyeur, Incest, Anal, Hand-job, Noncon, M/FF

That 70’s Porno Pt. 04
By Muhabba

--Wednesday Afternoon, The Formans’ Garage

"And you're sure you saw him over here?" Bob asked Kelso as they stood in front of
Red Foreman's garage. He had woke

I masturbated, he watched, then we fucked.

davidj on Sex Stories

I was in my bedroom totally naked and consumed by a powerful sexual drive and I was masturbating, jumping about and forcing a dildo into me as I pushed myself harder and harder toward orgasm. I rolled about over my bed pushing my legs up wide and high then spreading them to get my cunt as exposed as I could. I pushed my fingers into my widened hole and rubbed them about squeezing and flicking my clit and then rubbing my hand in circular pattens over it to get it really excited. My juices were running down my legs I was so aroused. I had lubed my cunt because I knew I was going to get really physical with it and drove my fingers and almost achieved f

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isting myself. I had all fingers in me and almost my fist but it just got too hard and very uncomfortable so I replaced my fingers with my dildo and drove myself toward a mighty orgasm. I got off the bed and stood at the window imagining that the whole world was watching me with my dildo planted inside me and I was rubbing my nipples and my clit at the same time. I was so out of control my head was rolling about with the highly erotic sensation I had worked myself up to an almost out of control situation. I wished I had the biggest cock inside me splitting me in half. My brain was imagining a cock the size of a horse being pushed up deeply inside me until I could take no more. I was imagining this cock flooding my insides with hot steamy horse semen. The juices were now flooding out of me with the erotic state I was in. Every now and again I would cover my fingers in the sticky goo that was now soaking my inside legs and vulva and suck my fingers dry and then return to do it again and again. I was almost drinking my own juice it was flowing out of me so copiously.

What I hadn’t realised was that it wasn’t the world watching but the guy in the apartment across he road was watching me and the sight of me had driven him to emulating me and he had stripped off and was masturbating furiously and in the time he had been watching me had cum twice and shot his semen wherever it fell after being expelled from his penis.

I eventually came and my legs went to jelly I had to lie on the bed. My cunt became so sensitive with all the rubbing and stuffing of my fingers and dildo inside me. The spasm of my orgasm raced right through my body. My nipples were sore, and so was my clit as all three had taken a pounding from being pulled and pinched and stuffed by my fingers and dildo. I was completely exhausted and had achieved a state of euphoria I had not often achieved either masturbating or having actual sex.

I guess I had been lying there for about 4 or 5 minutes as my heart was racing and I was out of breath with the exertion of my sexual arousal. Then the phone rang beside my bed. I reached over and answered it and as I did this male voice said I thoroughly enjoyed your performance. I was wondering if you noticed mine. I asked who this was and he said look out your window and as I did I saw him across the way standing naked at the window masturbating. I had seen him on the street and in the nearby Deli and we had acknowledged each other but had said only a few words to each other being neighbourly social.

He asked should I come over there or would you like to visit me. I asked how he knew my name and got my number - he said your security access has your name on it and the address was easy.

I said he had taken me by surprise but I liked what I was seeing and perhaps he should come over to me as I would not have to dress to make the trip.

He arrived and buzzed and I was standing there waiting for him completely naked. I let him in and he was at my door in seconds and as soon as he rang I let him in grabbed him and kissed him hard and furiously. I didn’t even know his name. As I was kissing he was undressing himself, not that he had much on, shorts and a T shirt and pretty soon we were both naked and on my bed and still I had not stopped kissing him, just leading him by my mouth to my bed.

I lay back and he mounted me immediately and began to really do me hard and fast. He just shoved his cock into me and began pounding me, nothing seductive just hard on sex. I could feel his cock ramming deep and hard to the base of his shaft. He was extremely physical with me and my cunt was enjoying every moment. As I said I had lubed myself earlier and that with my cunt juices had my cunt as full of juice as a swimming pool.

He still hadn’t said a word, he was kissing my nipples and biting them till I had to let out a small scream of pain and he laid off for a bit. His first word was sorry. I love being bitten to that point where I cant stand it any more.  For a guy who had never met me he certainly knew how to pleasure me.

His next words were are you on the pill and I nodded as I was so close to cumming it didn’t matter and then I let go with a monumental orgasm and gave him the ride of his life and the best fuck I had had for ages. He kept me going for what seemed like two or three minutes as I believed I came twice but it was really one super long orgasm which actually only lasted about 40 or 50 seconds but it felt like ages as my cunt was so tender.

He then came himself and he grunted each time he spurted a cock full of his hot steamy cum into me. By the time he filled me with his semen I was like a pond of sex juice. He continued to moaned and groaned as he pumped his cock backwards and forwards ejaculating the last of his male semen into me and I guess he gave me as much as I had ever had before. It seemed like ages as he screwed his face up each time he spurted his hot and steamy cum deep inside me. I loved it.

He rolled off me and lay beside me – the two of us absolutely covered in sweat and gasping for breath. My cunt began to leak the mixture of my juice and his cum immediately, as I must have had a bucket full of it inside me.

We must have lain there for a couple of minutes before he said do you have a name other than sexpot. I laughed and said Sue and I said who was it that just impregnated me with a horse – he looked stunned for a moment and then realised I was joking and told me his name was Jack.

Ok I said I have just changed my name to Jill so Jack and Jill can go up the hill together and fuck all the way down again.

We showered together and he gave me a doggy under the shower and I had to clean that out as well. Just as well I have a hand held shower head and I can get it right up into my vagina.  I know its not healthy but I really needed a good clean out to make way for what he had in mind after we had showered.

We spent the night together fucking and sucking each other till we were completely exhausted. Just as well it was Friday night and we didn’t have to work Saturday.

We showered again, changed the cum stained sheets and got back to fucking ourselves silly. I have no idea how often we fucked each other in as many positions as we could achieve. that night and the next day. I must have drunk at least a pint of cum if that is possible.

By we decided to eat something other than each other, and we went out for dinner. We came back to my place but after a meal and wine we just lay in each others arms and slept. Sunday was another day of sex, nothing too physical, but long slow and wonderful.

I don’t know how long it will last but the two of us are like rabbits and we fuck every night now and eat later. My guess is that in a week I have had more cock and cum inside me than I have ever had in my life before. He only goes home to get dressed to go to work. The rest of the time we are naked and shagging ourselves silly and loving it.

Forced Sissy by my Cashier

Littlescooter12 on Forced Stories

My Female Cashier Forced Me to Be A Sissy
My name is Jace and I am a former store manager before I was “quit” unfourtanately most people are usually fired from this job due to doing a poor job or stealing but not me but I didn’t even get to quit by my own choice. So let me explain how and why I had to quit not only my job but also my old life.
To start as I said earlier my name is Jace I am about 5’11 and weigh 200 lbs. I am white and Im not really fat or muscular but kind of chunky I would say I have an average build with dark brown hair and brown eyes I would shave my chest and legs but never my arms and one day I had become very short handed in my job and was in dire need in a cashiers and stockers. I started doing interviews and this girl came in dressed for the job which was a grea

Equus Desire Part 3

FreakieJeni on Animal Stories

I looked at Cowboy’s cock in amazement. Within the past hour he had gotten three hard-ons. I had no idea that he would be this horny today. Cowboy kept nuzzling at me, he couldn’t understand what his mate was doing. He had his harem now, Lady and me. I couldn’t disappoint Cowboy. I had already let him "mount" me once. He was used to breeding his mares twice in a session, and this time would be no different for him. Cowboy began to push against me, wanting to mount. He was again slapping his erection against his belly and snorting at me. I slipped my bra off again and slipped down to my hands and knees. I quivered in anticipation. As soon as I was down, I presented my cunt to Cowboy as if I were a real mare. So what if I didn’t have fur, or hooves, o

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r a tail? So what if my face was different? I was here and I was a receptacle for Cowboy’s sperm.

The stud mounted me and plunged his cock at my cunt. Unfortunately he missed and buried his cock into my virgin asshole. I squealed in pain and terror and tried to pull away, but Cowboy gripped me with his hooves. He tried to pull out to thrust again, and found himself stuck. Now Cowboy panicked. He began to pull away hard and I knew if I didn’t relax, Cowboy would tear me in two. I relaxed as much as I could, and Cowboy slipped out of my anus with a grunt and a pull. He plunged again, and this time sunk into my cunt. I was sopping wet, and already near orgasm from masturbating, and I moaned with pleasure as Cowboy filled me. He stroked in and out firmly, going at a middle pace. His thick cock rubbed against my clit as he thrust in, and his cock pressed all of my vaginal walls wider. He kept his thrusting up for nearly 10 minutes, and I came, screaming orgasms, three times. I had found myself thrusting back on Cowboy’s cock, taking as much of him into me as possible. It was almost like having sex with my husband, although his cock had never stayed hard this long, nor had he ever filled me like this. Suddenly I could feel Cowboy’s cock shudder in me, and I was filled with his seed. He came the longest this time, staying perfectly still on me for almost two minutes, filling me with cum. I came again as I felt his cum fill me, a warm liquid of life. I could feel a combination of his cum and my cum flow out around his shrinking cock and as soon as he dismounted me, I reached around to taste the liquid. As I caught some in my fingers, I felt something brush against my pussy, and I turned over in horror.

Standing directly behind me was the man who had dropped off the mare about two hours ago. His pants were tented with an erection and he had an amazed look on his face.

"Do you always fuck your stallions?"

I shook my head and tried to cover my body. The man had taken my clothes and moved them. I couldn’t see them anywhere.

"I came back, to tell you some things about Lady. I heard you in here. I couldn’t help but watch." The man smiled at me, and I could tell that his motives were innocent. He hadn’t even taken his cock out to masturbate. He had just been dumbstruck by the sight of a stallion mounted on a woman.

"Well, no harm done, I guess." I said huskily. I was ashamed of what I had been caught in the act of. Then I looked at the man. A look of pure admiration was on his face, and he unconsciously fingered the zipper on his pants. "Aren’t you going to take that out?"

"W..w..wh...what?" The man blushed and I reached over and undid the zipper.

"It must be bothering you." I gently stroked the rock-hard cock and the man breathed heavily. "My name is Beka . . . moan that if you have to moan anything."

"I’m Jeff," he grunted. Jeff began thrusting against my hand and I marvelled at how much he was like Cowboy. Cowboy stood in the corner of the stall, eating some hay that was there in case Lady hadn’t objected to a second breeding. I raised myself onto my knees and firmly wrapped Jeff’s cock in my breasts. He began thrusting like an animal, and I licked the top whenever I got the chance. Jeff reached down and slowly pressed me to the floor of the stall and kept fucking my boobs. I played with my nipples as he did it, and licked at his cock head whenever it got close, then suddenly I found his whole cock in my mouth. Jeff plunged it in and out, moaning my name and grunting. His cock swelled in my mouth and I thought he was going to blow, but Jeff kept plunging in and out. I sucked and licked at it, hoping he would blow before my husband got home. Then Jeff roughly thrust his hand into my cunt. I was still dripping horse cum, and I was aroused by the situation I was in now, and Jeff could tell. His thumb flicked across my clit and first two then three of his fingers plunged in and out of my cunt. I closed my eyes and moaned softly, and then suddenly was aware of Jeff’s cock leaving my mouth. I had less that five seconds to think about it before it was firmly thrust into my cunt. I gasped as it entered. It was bigger than my husband’s, and it throbbed more warmly. I screamed as I came, Jeff’s harsh thrusting sent me into yet another massive orgasm. Jeff’s fingers found my nipples and pulled and twisted at them. I couldn’t do anything but thrust back into Jeff’s hips and moan as orgasm after orgasm rolled over me. Then Jeff screamed. For the second time that day I could feel myself being filled with cum and I moaned Jeff’s name. Jeff left his cock in me until it was totally limp and we had both recovered our breaths. He pulled out of me and I could feel our combined juices flowing out of me like an exotic cocktail. Jeff lowered himself to the straw of the stall and drank all the juices which came out. I had hoped he would give me another orgasm, but he stood up and offered me his hand. He hugged me, roughly.

"I am sorry for my indiscretion. I shouldn’t have let myself in and I shouldn’t have watched and I definitely shouldn’t have taken pleasure with another man’s wife." Jeff dropped his eyes remorsefully, then pulled up his pants and stuck his already-rehardening cock back inside. He handed me my clothes, which he had put on a chair outside the stall. After helping me dress, Jeff and I led Cowboy back to his stall. As soon as Cowboy went back into his stall he started to doze, and I knew he would be ready for another round the next day.

I walked with Jeff out to his truck and hugged him. "Thank you for the wonderful sex." I whispered. Jeff looked at me in shock and I giggled. "My husband and I have an open marriage. I’ll tell him about this, and he won’t get mad, but I would appreciate you not saying anything about seeing me with the stallion. I’m going to tell him that we were both overcome by passion watching the horses breed that we let ourselves go." Jeff smiled and nodded. "And perhaps you can come back for another time, and I could introduce you to my husband in a whole different way." I winked at Jeff and he chuckled. I watched as he got in his truck and drove away, and I marvelled at the light flakes of spring snow that were falling. They were the last fall of the year and I hoped that I could have one more round of snow sex when my husband got home.

Her First Time, Like It or Not (I did)

JC1 on Forced Stories

Tom and I had been good friends since college. He had married a really hot girl we went to college with, Beth, that I had a hard time not lusting over. Alright, I had tried to sneak a few peaks of her naked when we vacationed together, but unfortunately always failed. The years went by and they quickly had two daughters, while I stayed single. Tom and I remained friends, but it seemed he and beth kept getting more uptight with the years.

Their oldest daughter, who had turned 14 in June, was named Molly.

Molly always had a slender build and was average height, I am guessing about 5 foot 4 inches. At her 14th birthday party I noticed she was starting to develop, probably up to a solid A cup, if not a small B cup. She still had a slender build, but with her very tiny waist coul

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d not help noticing that she had the hour glass figure well on its way. 

Molly and I always got along well. The fact that I had a ski boat and would have her family down for weekends at my cottage did not hurt. While her parents were relatively strict with her and treated her like a little kid I tried to build her up and complement her on her beauty. With her light brown hair, big blue eyes and cute body the compliments were not fake.

It was during one of these planned weekends at the lake cottage that Molly and I unexpected spent some time alone. Molly had been at cheerleading camp all week near my lake cottage and I volunteered to pick her up that Friday afternoon and take her to the cottage, since Tom had to work a full day and then go home to pick up the rest of his family.

Even though I was in my mid thirties the thought of stopping by a cheerleading camp and then spending an hour in a car with Molly was pretty enticing. I was on my way to pick up Molly when I recieved a cell phone call from her mother Beth. It ends up Molly's little sister had try outs for a play she really wanted to be in the next morning so they could not make it to the cottage until noon on Saturday. She apologized and offered to drive out that night to get Molly. I told her not to bother, that I would just take Molly straight to their place or Molly could just spend the night. Beth said she did not want to inconvenienceme and I said it was zero inconvenience since I was just planning to do some work on the cottage and the boat. We agreed to leave it up to Molly and touch base after I picked her up.

The cheerleading camp was as much http://ads.clicksor.com/serving/search4.php?q=lWL--%FE%25%2B%7E%FD%293%23%26%2C%26%7B%F9gSW4%7E%7B%21%2C%22%2C&q3=%5BQTY_U0pS%5B%F9icNeS_MqW0%28%7E%7B%240%7C%26%2B%24%7B&tl=4646&pn=27727&pid=16924&sid=23081&sc=fun" target="_blank">fun as  I thought it would be. I was early, as planned, and there were babes everywhere. The camp was for high school age cheerleaders, and some of the older girls looked like they could be LA Laker dancers. Some of the girls were really built, and I was thinking they must really bounce when they jump. Found Molly and she gave me a big welcome hug, which I made sure to extend by pulling her tight. Helped her load her stuff and noticed her body looked even tighter after a week of working hard at the camp. Her blue eyes really stood out as her skin had darkened from being in the sun.

As we were pulling out I gave her the news about her families delay and gave her her options, drive two hours back home or drive a half hour to the cottage and go water skiing. Wanted to frame the question right and it worked. After she gave me the no duh look she called her mom and told her she wanted to go to the cottage. I over heard her mother tell her to make sure she helped me clean the cottage and boat. 

We arrived at the cottage and it was in great shape, after my sisters family hd borrowed it the week before. The boat though definitely needed cleaning, after sitting on a trailer for the last month. Molly said she would clean it, but I told her I could not let her do it alone. She then realized that she was without a bathing suit, in that her mother was suppose to bring one for her. After a few dirty thoughts crossed my mind (like tellg her she did not need one) I remembered that my sister kept a suit at the cottage.

I gave Molly the suit and a safety pin, since my sister, while thin, was bigger than Molly. Molly came out in the bikini top, with her cheer shorts on over the bikini bottoms. She grabbed a sponge and asked where to start. My sick mind worked quickly, and I  told her it would be easiest for her to start on the outside of the boat, since she could stand up while working. I told her I would work along with her from the inside of the boat reaching down to the areas she could not reach. While she thought I was being nice, I knew I was just being a pervert in that with this arrangement I would be forced to be looking down at her beautiful hard body the whole time we worked.

I wondered if other people my age were anywhere as close to being this sick, in that Molly was only 14 and I am twenty years older. But at that point I did not care, she looked great and I was rock hard. We begin working. the too large bikini top was was a huge fringe benefit, in that it would just hang open when Molly bent forward to get more water on her sponge. She would often try to hold the top to her chest when she would bend over, but with a sponge in one hand and her other hand all wet she would often fail and it made for a great show.

It was interesting, with a bra on Mollys breast looked small and round, but when hanging loose they looked like small pyramids, sticking straight out. Her nipples were lightly colored and also seemed to be sticking out hard. I was thinking maybe it was from the cold well water. We had only been at the cottage and hour and  I could not believe I had seen Molly's beautiful breast, even if she was trying to hide them. Never enjoyed cleaning the boat more and was sad when we were done, thinking it might be the last time I ever saw breasts that young and perfect.

Told Molly I felt bad making her work that hard and offered to let her water ski. She jumped at the chance and I let her ski until she was exhausted. During her other visits she just had short turns, since there were always others waiting. She could not believe I kept letting her go again and again after she would fall.

The highlight for me was holding the ladder in place as she climbed on board after her last ride. She was worn out and it was a struggle to pull herself up the ladder. The bikini bottom had stretched a bit after getting wet and the safety pin did not stop it from sliding a few inches down her butt as she climbed out. What a sight, that beautiful white tight butt, just below the dark tan line. Could have looked forever, but seeing that she was struggling had to move around to her front to help pull her out.

Went back to the house and both showered and got dressed for dinner. I grabbed a beer and she was having a lemonade. Molly came in wearing a short jean skirt and a tight while tank top, clothes I knew she would not be wearing if her parents were present. I mentioned how beautiful she was and asked if she was dating. She mentioned that she was not allowed to date until she was 16. I asked if she ever had a boyfriend and she said no. She said her friends had told her about boys that liked her, but between going to a Catholic grade school and her parents rules it was not possible to have a boyfriend. I told her that would change quickly now that she was going into high school and that I would have asked her out in a second. She giggled and said she was a bit afraid of the whole dating thing, since she had zero experience.

Joking around I said I would be her boyfriend that night at dinner, so that she would be at least a little prepared. She looked at me and said that would be fun. I said "ok, but this is just betwen you and I and don't make fun of me if I stutter, because I am not used to such a beautiful girlfriend." She punched me in the arm and said to quit teasing and I responded that I was not teasing. Molly left to grab a sweater, I ws hoping she would not put it on over her tank top. 

I grabbed another beer and a lemonade for Molly. This is where I really began to cross the line for the first time. I put a little extra dry lemonade mix in Molly's glass and a small shot of vodka. Don't really know what I was thinking, but thought it would make things interesting. Also put another few shots of vodka in a zip lock bag and put it in my pocket. I knew what I was doing was way wrong, but ever since seeing those gorgeous firm breast jutting out earlier I was thinking all day with the wrong head.

Molly returned and I toasted the new couple. I told her I would treat her like a girlfriend and show her the things boys would try on dates. I said boys would probably try to move things along faster than her and she needed to be ready and to figure out how she would respond. I repeated that this was favor to her and that it was just between us and she said of course.   We finished our "cocktails" and I grabbed her hand for the walk to the car, it felt so smooth and small.

The restaurant was very nice, with a pretty view of the water and sunset. We sat next too each other facing the water. Molly was very talkative and relaxed, I think her first shot of alcohol had her initially flying. When she left the table to visit the rest room I snuck a secong vodka shot into her drink, and decided that was enough if not too much.

When she came back I told her she would be pretty safe in a restaurant, but in a secluded table like this a boy might let his hands wander. She looked at me like "what are you talking about?". I said they might put their hands on her beautiful leg and just hold it or slide their hands up and down like this and showed her with my hand just above her knee. She said "that does not seem to be too bad". I said it is not, but with her wearing a short skirt they might try to push it a little further and slide their hands up her skirt a little and I then slid my hand a lttle under her skirt and massaged a ways up her thigh before pulling out (boy did she feel great). She said why would they do that. I could tell she was not playing dumb, so I slowly described the steps boys might take using the old baseball analogy. First base = kiss, second base = touching breasts... I used very tame language and said it was awkward to discuss but she should know what her friends are talking about and how boys think. Don't know if she bought it all. At this point dinner was over and it was time to head home.

On the drive home I mentioned that dates often consisted of a dinner and movies, and we could watch a movie at my house. Molly said she was game.  We got home and I said Molly could pick a movie. She was looking at an r rated movie and said it looked good but her parents would never let her watch it. I said go ahead, since I knew it had a few very sensuous scenes.

I grabbed us another round of drinks, beer for me and a lemonade surprise for Molly. I made another toast to a great first date. Molly was getting glassy eyed and was swaying a little at this point. I took her by the hand and sat her down next to me I wrapped an arm around her shoulder and told her that is how dates often sit. I looked down at her beautiful eyes and could tell she was not all there, perhaps I had gone alittle heavy on the vodka. I told her to just rest her head on my shoulder and relax.

After a few minutes of the movie I told her this was probably the first move many boys would take and I slowly moved my right hand down from her shoulder to the closest breast and gave it a nice slow feel and just left it there (they were small, but as firm as my imagition had thought). For a split second I thought she was going to leave my hand alone, but even in her condition she reacted and pushed my hand a way. I told her that with her beautiful face and great body boys would be trying that often and she would have to decide when she was ready. I asked her how it felt "good, bad...", and she said it just felt weird. So much for my ability to turn on a fourteen year old.

I then said at this point boys would often try to go for a kiss.  I asked her if she had ever kissed before and she said only relatives. I aksed her to show me and she gave me a peak on the cheek. I told her boys would want it longer on the mouth and she gave me a longer closed mouth peck on lips. I then gave her an explanation of the different types of kissing, from pecks on the hand to deep french kissing (DFK) with tongue play.

I told her to save the DFK kissing for a boy she really liked, but that she should really practice before that time. I said lets try it real slowly and at least you will know what to do. She gave me a doubtful look but softly said ok, perhaps the vodka was helping me. We started lightly kissing, with her mouth open about 1/16 of an inch. I explained that was not quite it and told her to kep her lips loose and  I would show her. I slowly pushed her lips open with my tongue and tried to be very gentle and slow, so that she did not get spooked. I gently kissed her top and lower lips, which were incredibly soft. She felt great, but there was little coming back. I then explained that she would need to kiss back more, but that it would be easier with a real boyfriend. I said lets rest for awhile and we can practice some more later.

I was hard as a rock, to the point where it almost hurt. Here I had my arm around a beautiful young lady, with a tight 95 pound body and nubile firm young breasts. I looked down and Molly had her eyes closed. She appeared to be sleeping, but was probably half passed out. I sat like that for a few minutes, wondering what I should do. Part of me thought I should just go to my room and whack off, so that this situation did not get anymore out of control. However, the other head won the battle. 

I lifted Molly's thin arm and dropped it, it just fell limp. She was really out of it. I softly turned her head towards me and went in for a kiss. Her soft lips were slightly parted, and I just kissed her like that. Then I slowly worked my tongue into her pretty warm mouth. Still not much reaction, just some warm air coming out of her nose.

I then reached down and started lightly massaging her left breast with my hand. I slowly massaged a little harder, trying to see if I could feel her nipple start to harden. Just as I thought I could feel her nipple harden a little Molly began to shake her head, trying to break off our kiss. She was back awake, but looked a little out of it.

Molly asked, "what are you doing?". I said remember I said we were going to practice kissing a little more, and she shook her head yes. I then told  told Molly that one of my favorite moves, and one that boys would try often, was to slowly reach down and touch a girls breast while kissing. I said that when boys did that they would often try for more that just a quick feel through a shirt like I just did. Molly gave me a "what our you talking about?" kind of look. I said let me show you and I gently kissed her on her lips and she slowly let my tongue open her mouth, but again she was not really kissing back.

I continued to kiss her gently, hoping not to spook her. I slowly worked my hand from her back to the bottom of her tank top. The skin on her stomach was soft, but her stomach muscles were very tight. I slowly slid my hand up and had it on top of her bra, but under the tank top. Her bra material was very soft and had no seams. Still I could not find her nipple through the material before Molly pulled my arm down.  

After that rejection I told Molly that when kissing boys might try to grab her breast through her shirt or bra, or they might really go for it. Molly said I think I know what you mean, but I think we have done enough for a first date and I need to go to bed. She was right, we had done way to much. However, at this point I was one step beyond hard and could feel some pre cum wetness in my pants. I was so exited I was in pain.

I knew I had pushed our little game as far as Molly wanted and could tell by her eyes that she was not interested in going any further, but I also knew I could not stop with a quick touch of her breasts through a bra at this point. I said "ok Molly, you are probably right. Let's take a break from our date and get a little sleep." I gently pushed her head back on my shoulder and told her I wold walk her to bed in a minute.

Walking Molly to her bed to sleep was one of the last things I wanted to do. After a few minutes Molly fell asleep (or passed out) again. I waited another ten minutes, picked up the light little girl and carried her into the guest bedroom. I dropped Molly on the bed and just looked at her. She had a beautiful face, with long brown hair. Her cheekbones were those of a model. Her shoulders were wide and thin. Her chest was not big, but she was so thin it looked perfect. Her waist had to be under twenty inches and her legs were thin but defined. I loved thin legs.

I could of, and probably should of, left at this moment, but there was no way I could. I had to really touch and see those beautiful little tits up close. I layed down next to Molly and pushed her hair out of her face. I leaned over and lightly kissed her. I then slowly slid my hand up her shirt. No reaction at this point, still asleep. I gently felt around the front of her bra, damn! it was not a front snapping one. So I very carefully strated sliding her bra over one breast. Luckily her breasts were relatively small and the bra pushed up rather easily. I very lightly massaged the whole breast and then starting massaging her nipple with my thumb abd index finger. I thought at this point she might be passed out for the night and I could just whack off feeling her tight little body. But Molly suddenly stiffened and twisted her head to break off our kiss.

She yelled, "what are you doing?". I said "just like I promised I am showing you what a boyfriend and girlfriend do when they are in love". I was lying, of course, but was thinking she might buy it in her drunken state. 

I bent back down and started kissing Molly again. Perhaps I was thinking she never said to stop, so as long as we were kissing I had the go ahead. Her mouth was closed and she was not kissing back, but she was also not activiely trying to break the kiss off. Is that a sign to go ahead?

I quickly slid my hand back up the tank top and found her firm pointed breast. Molly's little tit felt great and I kept massaging it even as she was now trying to slide away from me and break off our kiss. So much for the go ahead.

I quickly rolled on top of her, putting my leg between her legs so that she could not slide out. I pushed up her tank top, so that her bra and one nipple were exposed. Even as I was kssing I had to take a glance down to see the beautiful sight. I began to tweak Molly's nipple, thinking it would get hard quickly, but it took a while to get it as hard at it looked when we were washing the boat.

Now my rock hard cock was resting on her thigh, and her squirming around was grinding it through my pants. I reached down with my other hand, pushed up the bra and grabbed her other breast, it felt as great as the first. Molly was struggling to break off contact anyway she could, but 95 pounds is no match for 185 pounds, especially when that person is more sexual excited that he has ever been.

I need to taste the most beautiful breast I had ever seen, and have now touched. I slide down to kiss Molly's breasts, my waist now between her legs, pinning her down. As soon as I break the kiss, Molly starts screaming "stop, what are you doing, no....." and pulls down her shirt. I push up her shirt and look at her great little breast and start sucking on the right breast. I can get the whole breast in my mouth, and twirl my tongue around her nipple. I have to suck hard and hold her with both hands to keep contact. I am  thinking this must feel good to her, my girlfriends love this move, but the screaming reminds me that she does not enjoy it in the least. I normally could do this for a long time, but not in these conditions.

I move back up and start kissing Molly again. Her mouth is closed, but I force it open with my tongue.  I am surprised I can get my tongue in her mouth and it is a lot nicer without the noise. My left hand quickly moves from the back of her head to her thigh. Molly's short skirt has ben pushed up already so it is real easy to reach the front of her panties. I start massaging her opening through the panties. Molly is trying to move away in every direction, but between my legs and arms I have her very securely positioned. Molly is not wet at all through her panties, which reminds me how far I have crossed the line and how different this is from all my previous recipricol sexual escapades. 

I move my index finger to one of Molly's long thin legs and slip it under her panties, I start moving around and find soft thin hair covering her mound.  It takes a little while, but I find her opening. It is not very wet either. I gently massage all around the opening, paying extra soft attention to her clit. I am thinking she must find this enjoyable, but look into her eyes and can tell she is not yet enjoying this encounter.

For the 20th time that night I think of stopping, knowing I should, but I am now out of my mind. My hand pulls away from her warm box, but instead of stopping reaches for my zipper. I don't even thinking of stripping our clothes off, I need to be inside of Molly now! I get my zipper down quickly, but with one hand it takes a while to get my rock hard boner through my boxers. It is so hard and hot the fresh air feels good on my cock. I am almost seven inches long, but pretty thin. I remember thinking at the time that being thin was probably good for a change. 

I now reach again with a few fingers under Molly's panties. I slowly massage her opening again, but this time try to slide a finger a little inside her. I finally find the exact opening and try to push my index finger in. It slides in a little, but even trying to slide in a little is really tight. I push it up and down just an inch or so and it feels like her body is being lifted up by my finger her pussy is so tight. I now move my cock near her opening, keeping my index finger in as a placeholder. 

At this pint Ibreak off the kiss, because I want to give the next move all my attention. Molly is now really screaming "No, please stop. Anything, but this..." But it is this or nothing for me.  I slowly start to pull out my finger and try to push my cock head in.  It does not go in at all. Did I slide away from the opening? I reach down and push in my finger - no, still got the right spot. Now I push my cock head hard and it goes in a little, which brings a huge scream from Molly. I am wondering if I am going to get all the way in and whether I am going to  explode before getting there. I begin to lightly push in and out slowly working the head in, to more screams from Molly. It is now firmly in and I run into the hard barrier I knew I would find. I feel real guilty at this point, but know I  can't stop. I give it a few hard pushes and break through, to an ear splitting scream from Molly. I am now most of the way in and want to be all the way in. I continue with slow but firm pistoning and make it all the way. I am surprised, her pussy is so tight it feels like my cock is sliding between hard bones. It is not the wet sloppy sliding in and out that I get with my girlfriends, but instead sliding a little in either direction causes a lot of friction and almost pain to my cock. I have only been inside Molly for about a minute or so, but am about to erupt. Decide to push all the way in and rest in her warm hole, so that I can savor what may be the tightest little fuck I have ever had. 

Molly is now just moaning under me. Not fighting to get way anymore, but more of a weird whining sound is coming from her. I plan to just lay buried ddep inside her, but her pussy is alive, contracting around my cock. she is also moving a little underneath me, causing more friction. I think for a split second she is begin to enjoy this, but then realize she is just trying to slowlyly slide away from me.

I am not going to have any of that, so I reach under her to grab that tight little ass. And what a tight little ass it is, I can grab the whole thing in one hand and stilll feel her litle butt bone. This is great. I hold steady on my knees and elbows and start pistioning her up and down underneaeth me using her butt. She is really wimpering now, and  I realize  I am not going to last much longer and pull her up and down quickly a few more times before pulling out and shooting the biggest load of my life on Molly's flat stomach and chest.

It felt great as it kept shooting out and out. But immediately I look at Molly and think what  have  I done. Even crying she is beautiful and now has cum on her dark tanned stomach and bright white tits. She has a weird expression on her face and does not say anything. I tell her I will grab a towel to clean her up and will be right back.

By the time I clean myself up, get a warm wet wash cloth and towel Molly is passed out again. Man, does she look hot laying there half naked, I never even took her skirt off. I start to get hard again, but realize I better stop. Even though it is tough to look at that little mouth and wonder what it would look like with a 34 year olds cock in it. I somehow fight the urge this time and quickly clean Molly up and slide her clothes back on. I can only wonder what is going to happen in the morning, but for now I have the memory of a lifetime.

My Lucky Day

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Hi. My Name's Conor. Let me describe myself for you really quick. I'm 15 years old, 5'10", with blonde hair and green eyes. I'm very athletic, as I'm on the football team, and am a freshman in high school. However, I'm not the most popular guy in school.

 

Every day, I'd wake up after working almost 12 hours straight (I work in my Dad's restaurant),take care of showering, etc., and go to school.  I'd just wait for the day to wear out, and by the end of Phys Ed, I'd be dead tired again. I always manage to perk up when I get to my 11th period class, though. I sit next to on

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e of the most beautiful girls I've ever seen. Her name is Lauren. I'll describe her now. She's 5'10", With dark blonde,almost brunette hair, and these eyes that just pierce into your heart. She's intelligent too, which is always a plus in my book.

 

One day, we were put together as a pair for a project assigned by our teacher. It was something about Driving. Anyway, It was a 3 week project, so we would have to meet up to get most of the work done. We decided to meet at the library outside of school, and we did that several times. The first few times were harmless enough, but (as she told me later) I had an infectious charm that just drew her to me.

 

One day, we were discussing parking, and she told me she didn't get how to parallel park, so she came around the table, pulled up a chair, and sat with her body merely centimeters away from mine. While I was pointing out the motions, she let her hand rest on my leg. I stopped mid-sentence and just looked at her questioningly. She smiled, then leaned forward and kissed me on the mouth. When she pulled back, I said, "Wow... umm... what was that for?" She replied, "I've just been so attracted to you since we started working together. I kept giving you signals, but you didn't notice. Why?" I barely managed to stammer out, "Well, I didn't figure that someone like me would have a chance with you." Lauren then said, "Well, normally you wouldn't, but since I've gotten to know you, I guess you've gotten it." Then, I leaned in and kissed her on the mouth. At first I was tentative, but then grew bolder, and began to suck and nibble at her lower lip. Then we just went on to all out tongue wrestling. We were so caught up in it, that we didn't notice how much noise we were making with our grunts and slight moans. A librarian told us that we had to leave, because we were causing a disturbance. It was only 12:30 in the afternoon on a Saturday, So we decided to go out for lunch, my treat. We gathered what we had, and went to the Chili's across from the Mall.

 

When we were seated in a booth in a corner, and the waitress took our drink orders, Lauren took my hand, and gazed into my eyes, while I gazed into hers. I bent forward and kissed her lightly, and she smiled at me. While we ate, we decided to ask about eachother's personal lives. She told me that everything was fine at her home, just regular stress from her parents, then said, "I know how you have a job, but where do you work?" "With my dad at his restaurant." Lauren replied, "You're so lucky that you get to spend time with your dad like that." "Yeah, I guess." Then, a stray thought came into my mind. "Would you consider this a date?" Lauren looked thoughtful for a moment, then said, "Yes. I would." I then said, "Would you mind if I asked you out?" "Oh, I'd like that." "Well, Consider it done."

 

When we finished eating, we went to the Mall. It had one of those Picture booths, and Lauren wanted to go in. We did, and got a great set of photos out of it. We walked around for a while, then went into American Eagle, where I bought her a zip-up hoodie.

Around 4:30, we went to Lauren's house. Her mother was home, and she introduced me. "This is Conor, the boy I told you about." I offered my hand, and she shook it firmly. She gave me a once-over with that raised eyebrow look. Then, Lauren's father came home from work, and the whole process was repeated, only her dad gave me a look that said, "If you hurt her I'll kill you." Her parents left for dinner saying they wouldn't be back until after midnight, and Lauren and I had the house to ourselves. We settled on a movie, and watched Sleepy Hollow. She snuggled up close to me on the couch, her head resting on my chest, my arm draped over her shoulder, and whenever a suspenseful part would occur, she 'hugged' me, and would then relax, with her hand dragging across my lap to resume it's normal position. After a few times, my cock began to get hard, and she noticed. "Someone's getting happy." "You could say that." She put her hand on my dick and squeezed. This got a shudder from me, which she apparently liked, and she did it again. Then she asked, "Can I see it?" I nodded, and unzipped my pants. She reached in and pulled it out. It wasn't that impressive, only 8" , 2 inches around. She started stroking it, and some precum oozed out. She bent down and licked it off, and said, "Salty." She then licked the rest of the head, and then the shaft. She kissed the head, then engulfed it in her mouth. She swirled her tongue around the shaft, and took it as far as she could without gagging into her mouth. She bobbed up and down on it, while I held her hair back. I groaned softly, and after about 10 minutes, I was going to cum. I told her, and she bobbed faster and faster, the I blew my load into her mouth. She tried to swallow it all, but some escaped her lips and trickled down her chin. She wiped it off, and gazed longingly at me. I said, "My turn," and grinned wolfishly.

 

She got on her back, and I slowly pulled off her pants, revealing a sexy black thong with pink lacy edges. I then helped her take off her shirt, which showed a matching bra. I kissed her on the lips, the slowy worked my way down her chest, kissing softly. I got down to her panties, which I gripped between my teeth, pulled down her legs, and tossed aside. She did likewise with her bra. I kissed up the insides of each leg, and came to her pussy. It was completely shaved. I kissed it lightly, licked tentatively, and rubbed it.She moaned, and I rubbed some more. I then buried my tongue in her pussy, savoring the taste, which was like heaven. I rubbed her clit wildly, and she moaned even louder. I ate her out till she had mutiple orgasms. When she came down from her climax, she got up, grabbed her clothes, and said seductively, "Follow me." I did, and we came to her room.

 

She immediately threw her clothes down, pushed me gently to the bed, straddled me, kissing all over. She whispered huskily into my ear, "I want you inside me now." That got me hard in an instant. I flipped her onto her back, and brought my cock to her pussy. I rubbed it all around the entrance to her womanhood, then slowly pushed it in. Suddenly, I felt some resistance, and gasped. "You're a virgin?" She looked lustfully at me, and said, "Yes. But it's ok... I just want you inside me... NOW." "Are you sure?" "Yes." Without needing any more encouragement, I pulled back, and rammed back in, popping her cherry. She drew her breath in sharply, and grimaced. A few moments later, I slowly thrust into her, then pulled out, repeating the motion over and over. Her face changed to a look of pure pleasure. I paced myself, so we could climax at the same time. After about 20 minutes of thrusting, I felt the familiar tingle work its way up my legs. I shouted through the pleasure, "I'm gonna cum! I have to pull out!"  "N-o, yo-ou don't. I- I'm on th-uh-the pill!" This news only made me cum harder, and while I was cumming, I felt her pussy clench, and she shuddered in complete ecstacy. I rolled onto my back, still inside her, so she was on top, and she collapsed onto me. Still panting, she said, "Oh my God... that was so amazing." I wrapped my arms around her, hugged her close, stroked her hair, and she fell asleep.

 

A couple of hours later, she woke up, and I was downstairs cooking us dinner. She was dressed in a soft robe, and she came up behind me and hugged me. "What are you making?" "I'm just cooking some of the chicken I found in your fridge. The whole house smells like sex... in case you didn't notice." She sniffed and said, "Yeah. It does. But the chicken smells great." We had a candlelight dinner, after she went upstairs, showered and changed, and came back down. When we finished, we put on Wedding Crashers. We watched barely any of it, just savored the image of eachother, and kissed some more.

Her parents came home early, maybe trying to catch us doing something, smelled the air, and asked, "What's that smell?" "Oh, Conor cooked for me!" Lauren replied with a big smile on her face. Her dad went upstairs to Lauren's room, but she thought ahead, and fixed it so you couldn't tell anything happened. We got off scott free, and Lauren and I are still dating and going at it. But that'll come later.

 

This is my first story. Want More? e-mail me at IrishBAMF222@aim.com