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I was thrilled when she’d invited me to spend a week with her, while her husband Norman was away on business; and I didn’t even mind the long bus trip  It was all just part of this grand adventure—my first trip away from home! I arrived late one cool evening amid a heavy rain and by the time we had collected my baggage, loaded up, driven to her home, and unpacked, we were both soaked and chilled.

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The cottage was everything I had imagined – a storybook home tiny—really little more than one large main room and little loft tucked up under the eves. In front of the fire we both stripped down and dried off in her oversized towels, sitting nude for a while in the hypnotic warmth and soft, flickering light of the fire, enjoying, letting the waves of heat penetrate our chilled skin while we sipped hot chocolate.

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As I warmed, I looked at Aunt Sally taking pleasure in the rare opportunity to study the naked, fully developed woman who was lost in her own thoughts studying the fire. I had begun developing early and my breasts were already huge, much larger than most girls I knew, but Sally’s were massive by comparison and seemed even larger because her frame was slight, but she was certainly endowed with the most perfect breasts I’d ever imagined anyone could posses.  Large white circular orbs hung on her chest jutting out proudly topped with large, light pink areola, the colored skin still crinkled with cold and in the center of each a long, hard, pink nipple. Her tummy was flat and her hips broad flaring out providing her an hourglass shape and between her legs was a gloriously padded, but surprising to me, hairless mound. As she sat in her chair studying the fire her legs were spread wide and her sex was open exposing her pink inner labia.Â

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It wasn’t as if I was unaware of my body and its development. Nor was I unaware of the purpose and uses of my newly grown accessories. After all, I masturbated ever day—sometimes several times a day. My teen body was literally on fire with my newly developed interests. However, seeing Aunt Sally’s body gave me a appreciation for just what I could and would become. She was absolutely alluring. The crazy thought crossed my head of touching her. I dismissed it, but I was acutely aware of her sexuality and with my awareness was a growing wet arousal in my own secret places.Â

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I decided to get up and get dressed before I embarrassed myself and Aunt Sally roused herself and suggested I just throw on my pajamas because it was so late and she was sure I was tired.  I was but not tired enough to take away the thrill of exploring the tiny loft where I would sleep. The railed balcony looked down into the main room. On the left was their bed where Aunt Sally was pulling a nightshirt over her head, her bare buttocks exposed to my view, and to the right was the living area, while the kitchen and bathroom were under the loft and hence out of view. I felt very secretive, like I was hidden and could spy on the entire little house. For some odd reason the idea excited me, but my thoughts didn’t last long because the minute I lay down I was asleep, too early a start and too long a day to avoid sleep.

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I am not sure when I awoke or what wakened me, but as I slowly became aware of my surroundings, I realized I was at my Aunts cottage and somewhere down below the balcony were sounds I’d never heard before, but that seemed to draw me with irresistible allure and yet some unknown corner of my mind warned me that this was one time I couldn’t be seen. So I slipped noiselessly from my bed to the floor instinctively understanding that I could not peek over the rail, but on this night must peek through it; so I crept slowly towards the sounds a sort of heavy breathing mixed with soft sighs or moans. It seemed an eternity before I was able to see between the rails and their below me was the same room I left, a fire burning brightly and a lamp-oil light burned on the nightstand by the bed but it was the sight on the bed that totally took my breath away.

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Aunt Sally, completely nude was laying on her back and in between her widespread legs Uncle Norm was for some reason home and now lay on the bed licking and kissing the area of her sex and it must have felt good because Aunt Sally was moaning softly and uttering a little “yes,” every now and then. I had understood sex to the extent that I knew the man’s organ would enter my vagina, but I guess I my friends were more innocent than we’d thought because the idea of the oral sex act I was seeing had not yet entered my head.  Now, as I watched, my aunt was being pleasured intensely her hands forming firsts that clenched and unclenched the covers, her voice growing louder and higher until she arched her head back and even the novice that I was knew she was climaxing.

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I was incredible! But Uncle Norm wasn’t finished with her yet. He just kept working his mouth over her sex which I could see in glimpses was glistening with wetness. His fingers had pulled her inner lips apart and the view was the most explicit exposure of a woman’s sex I’d ever seen, her deep pink folds such a deeper, brighter pink than when I had seen them earlier in the evening. He seemed as if he could never get enough and as I watched he probed inside her vagina with his tongue, sending a jolt of wetness between my legs that shocked me. He pulled her legs way back and then shocked me once more by licking her anal opening – an action I would have thought terribly perverted, but now filled my little girl body with the molten fire of arousal and made Aunt Sally moan with pleasure as he worked whatever magic he was working on her anus before returning to her vaginal opening greeted with her soft sighs and cries of pleasure.Â

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He shifted positions and for the first time in my young life I saw what a man’s organ looked like, all engorged and hard; it seemed massive much larger than I had imagined it could be and yet seeming his so large and full made me ache with the desire to feel my tiny opening being stretched by it. I was laying on my tummy, head raised to look through the railing and I realized I was humping my hips with desire, I pulled my nightshirt up to reach my sex, but the lump under me didn’t feel good so I worked it off, up over my head and now as naked as they I lay the nightshirt on the wooden floor and flopped on top of it my eyes back on their sex-play my own right hand buried between my legs already exploring and abundant wetness that had formed there. I watched as Aunt Sally began writhing in the bed as his mouth worked its magic on her vulva and as little as I knew, I was certain she was climaxing repeatedly, another possibility that hadn’t occurred to me as even possible before now. Her cries and spasmodic movements continued for the next 15 minutes and I watched in spellbound fascination until she was, at last spent, and pushed his head away begging him, “No, no, no more.”

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He looked up at her and rising to his feet walked around the bed until he could place his huge organ at her lips and my aunt immediately began licking and kissing his head before shifting about and tilting her head back allowing him to slide a good portion of his penis into her throat, his organ withdrawing and reentering wet with her saliva she clearing enjoying as much as he until her at last withdrew and positioned himself between her legs and prepared to enter her.Â

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My body which had been sitting in limbo for the last few minutes came demandingly awake and I moved my fingers over my little girl clit and at the first contact I exploded into the most powerful climax of my life, my throat barely able to hold in my cries of delight, my eyes closing, my breathing ragged as waves of pleasure racked my whole being, but dimly aware of new female sounds of pleasure from below. At last I could focus on my world and I opened my eyes and raised my head to peek once more at the world of sex that had so unexpectedly opened to my view.

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To be continued…

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Charles sat down beside me and we started up a conversation about how we each enjoyed mornings and watching the sunrise while enjoying a cup of brew. Charles was a big man about 6’3” and 235 with a full head of wavy silver gray hair and a great tan. He had a bit of a protruding stomach but understandable, as he was 67 years old and retired.

As we spoke and got to know each other a bit, Charles asked me why I was up so early and sitting all by myself? I explained that I love the early mornings and like to sit and watch the moon go down and the sun come up and enjoyed the solitude. He went on to say that he enjoyed the same thing but liked to have company whenever possible. I told him he was welcome to join me out here every morning if he wished. We talked a bit longer and he told me he would see me again soon as he was staying in the condo next to us and his wife liked to sleep in a bit so he would love the company.

For the next three days, Charles and I met for coffee in the very early AM. As we continued to get to know each other better we of course became more comfortable with each other. Charles told me had retired from a major corporation in Chicago and was now living out his retirement.

By the third day, I realized that Charles was a touchy type person as he leaned over and put a hand on me (mostly my leg) as he would laugh and explain a point or joke or whatever. I smiled, laughed, grinned or whatever the occasion called for but never discouraged him from keeping his hand where it was. I was getting horny for him actually but didn’t want to look to easy if you know what I mean. Soon he started leaving his hand on my leg and again I didn’t discourage him – I just let it happen hoping he was interested – the little bolts of lightening it was sending straight to my cock was turning me on.

About the fourth morning we met at about 5 AM. Both of our wives would sleep for about another 2 hours minimum. It was this day that he started coming on to me. He started asking leading questions like, “Do you wake up horny in the morning?” “What are your interests – sex wise?” “Ever wondered what it would be like with another man?” My answers were, “yes”, “varied and many” and “yes.”

So, the questions delved deeper, have you ever wanted to suck cock? “Or more?” All this, while his hands were on my inner thigh and working up my leg and into me. I let my leg fall open and out to give him better access to me as an answer but I said, “Yes, Charles, I have sucked cock - do you want me to suck your cock?” As his hand ran up under my shorts and he griped my cock, I became totally weak kneed and easy for Charles. He pulled me to him and as I reached over to him the first thing I felt was his beautiful cut 7” thick cock very hard and ready. I hadn’t noticed him undoing his shorts.

I just leaned down to him and took him into my mouth and began working his head with my tongue The first thing I got was copious amounts of precum and I swallowed it all down and began to suck him in earnest taking him as deep as I could into my mouth. It was only a short time before Charles stood up and was pumping his cock into me fucking my mouth. I could feel him begin to swell and almost immediately he was unloading his cum into my mouth and I drank it all down and man did he cum –I swallowed every drop. On my knees at 5:30 in the morning I’m getting face fucked and swallowing another man’s cum. And, this is just the beginning as we would meet again often on this holiday. I would soon be satisfying Charles on the beach at 5:30 in the morning on a regular basis and was now waking up horny and anxious every morning.

I’m about 5’8” 175 with a smooth body and a nice smooth bubble type ass that Charles soon became very fond of. He liked to run his hands down the back of my shorts and massage my cheeks and pull them apart. I began to lube up some each morning in the shower for him as he now progressed to penetration with his ass massages. I was now spreading myself for him to give him better access and make it easier for me to accept him.

Charles, being a big man had big fingers and soon he was giving me a full-fledged finger fucking with two fingers. Once he had me bent over the picnic table with my legs spread wide as he rammed me from behind and I knew it was going to happen and I wanted it to happen. He had already began pushing his cock up between my legs and telling me to ‘make a pussy’ for him. Twice he came between my legs pulling out a spewing cum all over my back and ass and even pushing in me a bit to christen me some. When Charles came he would spurt 4, 5 or 6 times – he had a heavy set of balls and came very hard and I loved it. I would have to take an early morning dip to clean up after he came on me.

On the eighth or ninth day Charles wanted to take a stroll down the beach a ways. It seems he discovered a little spot up on the top of the beach that was covered by natural tree growth and they leaned out over the beach to create a natural cover to climb under. As we strolled along his hands became quite busy down the back of my shorts again. I was really ready for him. I had prepared myself for this moment. I was so horny and turned on he could have had me in the parking lot and he knew it and was going to take advantage of it (or me.) It was a nice warm morning even though it was pitch black out still. As soon as we entered the shelter Charles lifted my T-shirt off and with my arms over my head just slid my shorts down and off. I went to my knees and undid Charles’ shorts and took him out and into my mouth to give him a sweet blowjob. He was immediately pumping into me and losing a lot of precum.

When he was ready he just put his hands on my shoulders and turned me away from him. I spread myself wide as he came up behind me and started pushing and probing my man pussy. We were both so wet by now he slid in easily and held it there for a few seconds and asked me if I was okay. I just nodded and pushed back at him to let him know I was, and wanted it.

Charles fucked me like that for about 10 minutes or so and I knew I was going to cum without even being touched. He was giving me long smooth strokes and I was feeling so good I was just concentrating on those feelings and his cock in me. He started grunting and moaning he was going to cum so I fucked back at him faster. I felt him swell up as he pushed into me deeper and hold it there. Then the flood began as we both came. As soon as he started cuming it triggered me. What a feeling as he came. He pumped load after load into me and finally collapsed on my back and we lay there both out of breath and breathing hard. I was royally and truly fucked. We lay there for a while and I held Charles in me until he became soft and pulled out. I squeezed my legs together to try to hold his cum in me but I could feel it leaking out but loved the feeling.

I knew now that I was Charles’ bitch and fuck boy and would let him have me whenever he desired. He knew it too. The holiday lasted another two weeks and all but one morning when Charles had a trip planned with his wife he fucked me. After the first time, I would usually lie on my back and spread for him so he could kiss me when he fucked me. Dam I miss Charles. He emailed me yesterday to let me know they have a trip planned to my part of the world shortly. I can’t wait.

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  I made up my mind to turn her dumb ass into my own whore where at least I could make some money by using her, cause I knew I wasn’t gona stay with her stupid fat ass after I started making her fuck all my friends that would come over to the house, and hell she enjoyed doing it way too damn much after I forced her to do it day after day sometimes several times a day with different men.

  Hell it wasn’t long till I started renting the stupid cunt out to friends of mine when they would have big parties and needed a stripper to perform. I always told ‘em once she’s rented out for the night and you’ve paid me the full amount of money for the extra work she’d be doing then they could use her fat ass for whatever they wanted to use her for I didn’t give a shit! I mainly did this where they wouldn’t have to go up to Atlanta and hire them high priced bitch’s, hell I could put all that damn money in my pocket, and nobody had to worry about some nasty hooker they didn’t know showing up and not knowing if she might have a disease or something, cause I had her fat ass tested every damn month for STD’s and she was clean.

  She got to be such a damn slut that she would tease everybody both men and women that came to the house by wearing clothes that showed off everything they wanted to see and then some. After I had to pay for her 4^th abortion in less than 8 months the stupid ass whore got knocked up again!

 When she told me she was knocked up again for the 5^th  fucking time, I got mad as hell at first and said, God Damn you fucking lazy ass slut you have got to start telling all these mother fuckers to pull out of your damn pussy and cum in your God Damn mouth! Hell beg ‘em to pull out and cum in your damn mouth if you have to bitch. Tell ‘em you’ll hold all of their sperm in your mouth till they are completely finished shooting off then they can watch you hold your mouth wide open and slowly swallow every damn drop of it and most of ‘em will be glad to watch you do that shit! She just said, oh ok baby. That’s when I got to thinking, this time I’d take her to a buddy of mine that’s a Vet, and he would perform the abortion for me. I knew he would cause we had already talked it over and he said, hell yea I’ll scrape her out for you but it would have to be after hours and kept quiet, which I agreed to and we did it after I was sure she was lactating real damn good.    Â

   That’s when I came up with the idea to see just how far I could make her stupid ass go to keep me from kicking her to the curb. It was Friday afternoon and I was about to start my plan. I came in from work and I acted like I was really pissed off at her the second I walked in the damn house. I started cussing her and telling her all she did all fucking day was lay around here and watch tv and get lazy as shit and I was fucking sick of it, hell you aint even cleaned up the fucking house you fat ass bitch! I said, this is it Angelique I’m getting rid of your fucking stupid fat ass!

That’s when she started crying and begging me not to leave her, just like I knew she would do. I’ll do anything you want baby just please don’t leave me, she was trying to kiss me and hug me and I just shoved her ass away. She said, baby I swear to you I’ll do any fucking thing you tell me to do as long as it makes you happy, cause I can’t live without you! I swear baby any fucking thing in the whole damn world, all you got to do is tell me and I’ll do it, I don’t care what it is!

I looked down at her and said, yea right mother fucker I ain’t gona fall for this same old shit again! She looked at me and said still crying, “I swear to God baby, anything you want me to do I’ll do it, right now if you want me to”!

  I said, ok fat ass we’re gona see just how fucking bad you really wana stay with me, come with me. I took her in our bedroom and said go wash your damn face so you won’t look like a damn racoon with all that makeup running down your face dumb ass. She did then I said, ok take off ya clothes. She took ‘em off and I handed her a bath robe and told her to put it on. She did and I said, now go get in the fucking truck, she looked at me for a few seconds, but she went on out and got in the truck like I told her to do. I followed her outside, got in and drove us over to the dairy farm. We pulled out on the road and she said where we going baby? I said, you’ll see just shut up and be glad I brought you with me!

   We got to the farm, I pulled over to the dairy barn. I got out and said just wait in the fucking truck I’ll be back in a few minutes! She smiled and said, ok baby. She’s so damn dumb she didn’t have a fucking clue what I was really up to. I went in the milking barn where my best friend Calvin was waiting for me. I told him when I walked inside, ok brother I got the fucking bitch outside in the truck is everything ready for her? Calvin laughed and said, hell yea it’s ready and waiting on her ass I just got to start the video recorders. I said, ok when you start ‘em recording walk out to the truck and tell Angelique to bring her ass in here. If she does ask you why, just say hell I don’t know you want me to go ask him. She’ll come on in, cause she think’s I’m already about to kick her ass to the damn curb.

  He laughed and went outside to get her. I walked over to the milking stall we’d built just for Angelique and waited. About a minute later she came in followed by Calvin, she said what is it baby? I said, come over here. She walked over to me. When she got where I wanted her I said, take your robe off!

She looked at me with this really puzzled look on her face then she looked back to Calvin, I said God Damn bitch hurry up, hell it ain’t like Calvin hasn’t already seen your damn ass naked plenty of times before! She shrugged her shoulders and undid the belt that held it closed and took it off. Calvin took the robe and hung it over a rail. I said, now get your fat ass up here on this platform on your hands and knees. She said, baby are you for real? I said, Shut the Fuck Up and Get your ass up on this God Damn platform like I told you to do!

  She slowly climed up on it saying, “God Damn I can’t fucking believe I’m doing this shit! Baby does this prove how much I love you? she asked. I said, not yet it don’t. Now Calvin is fixen to hook your tittie’s up to this milking machine and we’re gona milk your big tit’s for a while, so hold ya fucking fat ass still till he get’s done with you! Calvin walked up beside her laughing and took the milking unit off it’s hook back behind her the one that we had modified especially to work on her tit’s. We just blocked off two of the suction tubes where only two of the four big suction tubes would pull a vaccum and the two we were not using would not be sucking air. Calvin said, hay Cliff turn on that switch over there beside you where the vaccum pump will start up. I fliped it on as Calvin reached under Angelique and roughly grabbed hold of her left titty and squeezed it, he said ok here we go Angelique as he attached the vaccum tube to her big hard pink nipple. The suction inside the tube quickly pulled Angelique’s nipple and a lot of her 4 inch wide areola down into the suction tube about 3 inches before it finally sealed and formed a tight vaccum on it! Angelique brought her head back a little bit and let out a moan when it sucked her big nipple down into that damn tube and sealed itself the way it did! Calvin reached back under her again and grabbed her right titty, he attached the suction tube to her right nipple, and it quickly sucked her nipple down into the tube about 3 inches before it finally formed a tight seal around her areola which was sucked down into the tube about the same as her left nipple was now and Angelique let out another moan from the amount of suction that was being applied to both of her nipples right then!

  Calvin laughed saying, damn girl it ain’t even started pumping ya damn tit’s yet, hell that’s just the vaccum pressure to hold the suction tubes on your nipples so they won’t slide off. Angelique tried to play it off by saying, “oh hell yall I was just kiddin around.” Calvin walked over to the milking machine control panel and started to increase the suction pressure on the milking pump. He said, hay Cliff watch Angelique’s nipples while I’m turning the suction volume up, if her milk don’t start flowing into the tubes right quick we’ll have to squeeze on her tit’s for a few seconds to force the milk holes in her nipples to open up. I said, ok and watched as he increased the pressure. He said, ok it should be pulling down on her nipples then releasing them a little bit now. I said, yea it is. I can see her nipples going up and down about 1/8^th of an inch, but there ain’t no milk coming out yet. He turned it up higher, and her big pink nipples started moving even more. I said, that’s better about ½ an inch of movement now. Calvin turned it up higher and said, how about now? As Angelique moaned a little louder I said, oh hell yea her damn nipples are stretching out real damn good now, they got to be stretching well over a inch or more! He turned it up just a little more and came back over to where we were. He looked at her nipples and said, yea we’re gona have to force her milk holes open in her nipples. I said, ok lets open them fuckers up! He said, Cliff if you’ll squeeze on her left titty, I’ll work on her right one and we’ll have this whore producing milk just like one of my damn milk cow’s in just a few seconds.

   I said, ok and he moved over to her other side. He said, look just wrap your hands around her titty and squeeze it kind of tight while you’re pulling down on it a little bit. I did just like he did and we both grabbed hold of Angelique’s tit’s and started squeezing and pulling down on ‘em. Hell just about the same time we squeezed on ‘em, her breast milk started squirting out of her big nipples from several different little holes. I said, hell yea now her milk is flowing and we let go of her tit’s and stood there and watched! Calvin said, is this the first time you’ve got milk out of her tit’s since she started lactating? I said, oh hell no everytime somebody fuck’s her and they suck’s on her nipples she’ll let out milk and then she’ll drip the rest of the damn night and soak the covers. He laughed and said, you do realize now that all the little milk holes in her nipples have been completely opened up like we did ‘em that she’s gona leak milk like a mother fucker after her tit’s start to fill up everyday. You know before milk was probably just coming out of one tiny milk hole, but the way we forced all the holes in her nipples to open up when we squeezed ‘em hell they won’t close back up unless you don’t milk her everyday for a week or two in a row.

I said, shit we ain’t got to worry about that then cause I’m planning on milking her damn big tittie’s twice a day from now on just like we’re doing now. How much milk do you think she’ll produce? I asked him. He said, well one of my cow’s produce’s 12 gallons a day, and if you milk her twice a day like this hell we can probably make her give at least a few gallons as big as her damn tit’s are now. Which her tit’s will get a hell of a lot bigger than they are now that we’ve emptied ‘em out like this with this pump. I said, no shit? He said, oh hell yea man her fucking tit’s will get several sizes larger than they are now especially if we completely empty ‘em a few times every damn day. Her body will think it’s producing milk for a baby and the more her tit’s are completely drained the more milk her mammory glands will produce which will cause her tit’s to grow and stretch way bigger, and as long as they’re milked she’ll make more milk each day. I said, hell fucking yea! I walked up beside Angelique and said, hay bitch how does your tit’s feel while they’re being sucked dry like this? She turned to me and said, it hurt’s a little but baby as long as it makes you happy it feel’s ok! I said, good then you’re gona do this twice a day until I get tired of watching it. She didn’t even argue with me, which surprised me. Calvin got close enough to both of us where he knew Angelique could hear what he was about to say and he said, hay Cliff people would pay some real good money to watch this being done to Angelique on video if you wanted to video tape it. I mean it’s just an idea if you were interested in doing something like that with her, he said.

 I went along with it and said, aw bullshit! He said, no bullshit.

I said, damn we’ll have to check into that. I said, what do you think Angelique, hell you’ve already fucked everybody within 25 miles, it ain’t like you ain’t really damn popular with them all. She said, but what if my family was to find out about a video like that of me? I said, oh God Damn come on now Angelique you’ve got the reputation of a fucking whore and I’m sure they’ve already heard that so don’t fucking worry about it. She looked down and said, ok baby if that’s what you want me to do.

I said, yea it is. I said, hay Calvin go ahead and check into selling some videos of us milking Angelique like this and see how much I can make off her fat ass and I’ll even cut you in for a good percentage of the sales we make. He said, ok you got a deal.

We again started watching as Angelique’s tit’s were pumped. Calvin said, damn look at the collection jug she’s doing good, hell we’ve done pumped over half a gallon of milk out of her tit’s and it’s only been pumping her for about 10 minutes! I looked over at the huge collection jug and saw the amount of milk she had in it and I said, damn bitch you’re doing pretty damn good keep it up! She said, but baby these suction tubes are really starting to hurt my damn tit’s the way they’re stretching my nipples! I said, oh God Damn you’re a tough bitch, don’t start whining about a little bit of pain already just suck it up and make me proud of you! After I said that, it was like it gave her a big boost to her ego and she smiled and said, am I really making you proud of me baby? I said, of course you are Angelique, hell you know I love to watch you show off and you are really doing a good job now that we’re milking you. Oh hell I made her day when I said that, she was all smiles now and she was starting to get into it a lot more by moaning and humping herself back and forth in the stall as her breast milk kept on flowing real damn good! I walked over to Calvin and he said, man she has got to be the dumbest fucking slut I’ve ever seen in my life, hell all you had to do was show her a little positive attention and it just made her fucking day! I said, I told you the bitch was stupid as shit. Hay go in the other room and bring one of the video cameras back in here with you, I wana see how she’ll react to us taping her right now. He said, you sure? I said, well you saw how she acted after I gave her just a few words of attention, I wana try video taping her today and we’ll see how she does for us. He said, ok and went to get it. I walked back over to Angelique and said, damn baby look over there in that collection jug at how much milk we’ve done got out of your tit’s, it’s up to nearly ¾ of a fucking gallon now and this is just your first time being milked. Hell you’re doing damn good, I’m proud of all that milk my little slut. She smiled big as she could and said, I’m really trying my best for you baby, just like I told you I would. I said, you damn sure are and I really appreciate it too!

    Calvin came back and gave me the handheld camcorder and I said, hay Angelique I’m gona record you for a while so put on a good show for me baby, ok. She said, ok baby and she put on a pretty good show once she knew I was taping her while her tit’s were being milked like they were. Calvin looked at the jug and said, damn bitch you’re milk is still coming out pretty damn strong, hell I figured you’re tit’s would be getting empty by now!

She looked at him and said, could you please check my tittie’s and see how they feel to you Calvin, I don’t really know when they’ll be empty since this is my first time being milked like this. He said, sure I’ll check your tit’s slut. He walked over to her and started squeezing and pulling down on both of her tit’s, and he said you’ve got somemore milk in there we should have it all pumped out in 20 or 30 more minutes unless I increase the pump pressure a little more. I said, yea turn it up higher Calvin where her tit’s will empty on out, cause she’s got 2 other men to fuck afterwhile and both of them are high dollar customers. He said, ok and increased the pressure more as I taped the milk being forced out of her nipples in large streams now. Angelique tensed up tight as hell and started crying when he turned the suction up even higher, she said God Damn it baby that feels like my nipples are being pulled off of my tit’s! I said, you’re doing fine Angelique, cry if it hurts that bad bitch. And she did too, I made sure to get the pain on her face on tape too and I enjoyed seeing her in pain a lot more than I thought I would. We forced her keep still by holding her down in the stall until the pumps had completely and fully drained both of her tit’s of every damn drop of breast milk which took about 15 more minutes and when they were both empty she really started crying louder as the pumps tried to keep on dry pumping her tit’s! Calvin finally switched the suction pumps off and she calmed back down, he said, I’m gona ease the vaccum pressure off of your nipples now Angelique but I can’t stop it all at once so you can stand up if you want to but don’t try to pull the suction tubes off your nipples I’ll take ‘em off of you in a minute. She said, ok and slowly stood up for the first time in well over an hour and a half. Calvin came over and stood with me as I said, damn Angelique you did very damn good today for your first time being milked like this. Now we’ll be milking you 2 or 3 times a day from now on and I’m gona make some videos of you being milked in here and see how much money I can make from ‘em. She said, I’ll do my best for yall baby, and you know I will cause I love you so damn much and I felt so good when you told me you were proud of me a little while ago. I said, you’re such a good whore baby I am very damn proud of what you did for us today. Calvin was standing where she couldn’t see him and he was laughing his fucking ass off at how damn stupid Angelique was! When he finally stopped laughing he walked around to where Angelique was standing and reached up grabbing her right titty, and said ok we can take the tubes off your nipples now Angelique and he squeezed her titty and pulled on the suction tube, it came off her nipple with this loud popping sound, and he grabbed her left titty right quick and pulled that tube off causing another loud popping sound as the seal was broken around her nipple! Both of her nipples were extended and stretched and swollen like a mother fucker! Calvin said, don’t worry they’ll go back down to normal before it’s time to milk her again in the morning. All the women we milk nipples always swell up the first few times they are pumped on the cow milker and once their nipples get use to being pumped they don’t even swell at all. Â

   I said, damn Angelique your tit’s went down too damn much, but I like the way it stretched your nipples! Calvin said, yea they did go down, hell we pumped over three quarters of a gallon of milk out of her damn tit’s this time, and her nipples will get longer the more we do this to her! He looked at her and said, damn girl I’m proud of your ass! Hell I thought you were gona fucking whine and bitch the whole damn time like some of the other women that get brought out here to be milked. Angelique said, oh you have other women that do this out here? Calvin said, hell yea girl why did you think you were special or something? Hell you just love to be the center of attention don’t you girl? She giggled and said, well ..., I uh.... guess so. I mean yall like watching me do things like this and I love being watched, so I guess I do.

 I said, shit Calvin my little whore loves for anybody to look at her when she’s naked, and most especially when she’s getting fucked real damn good and rough that’s when she really puts on a good show for ‘em to watch, she’s an exobitionist from hell! Ain’t you Angelique? She smiled big as hell and said, you better believe I am baby, and I’m all your’s too.

Calvin said, oh what do you wana do with all of her breastmilk we pumped out? I said, pour it up and lets see exactly how much my little fat ass whore gave us this time. He went and got a gallon jug and we emptied the collection jug into it and it came to almost exactly eight tenth’s of a damn gallon. Angelique was proud as she could be for giving that much milk. Calvin looked at her and said, hay Cliff see what I was talking about look at how her tit’s are already leaking milk. I looked and said, damn that’s pretty good ain’t it, I mean since we just finished pumping ‘em out a few minutes ago and she’s already leaking again? Calvin said, hell yea she’s gona make a damn good milk cow for us.

Angelique was still standing there completely naked and Calvin reached over and handed her robe back to her. She said, baby do you care if I put this on now? I said, yea cause we gotta get back to the house your five o’clock fuck will be there in about an hour and you got to get ready for him. I said, you need to thank Calvin for everything he did for you today. She smiled and said, thank you Calvin do I owe you anything? He smiled and said, I’ll put it on your tab and collect it this weekend if that’s ok. She said, sure that’ll be fine. I said, keep her milk in the refrigerator and we’ll just add her milk from tomorrow in with it. Calvin said, you know we can sell her breast milk for a pretty penny don’t you? I said, how much? He said, over 100.00$ a gallon. I said, oh hell yea hook it up for me, but I got to get that whore to the house. We shook hands and I left.

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As we sat there talking I found my self staring at Katie’s tits and I was beginning to get turned on so to distract my self I began to pour water onto the coals creating sum steam as I turned back to look at Katie again I found my self looking at her breasts and suddenly felt hotter than before I ignored this because I believed it to be the steam I had put on the coals half way through sentence Katie stopped and said to me Lou are you okay babes I replied with a yes and asked her why

You seem to be staring at me funny hunny that’s all

Sorry babes I jus got a lot on my mind I replied jus gazing why im thinking

She laughed yea well u seem to be staring at my tits

Oh shit she realised wat should I say to her I couldn’t think I jus sat ther thinking how hot she looked with her 34 b tits staring me in the face I haven’t felt this way before about a women and specially not Katie

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She turned round and put her hand into the water bucket pulled it back out and flicked water on me so I did the same to her she then got the spoon and chucked quite a lot of water on my leg I screamed because of shock of the water hitting me then began to laugh along with Katie as the moment passed I began to stair at her tits again they had become pointy and looked hard as I looked back up at katie’s faces she moved closer to me and parted my legs she began to stroke my left calf as she pulled out her tongue and started to lick the water off my leg I sat back to let her know I wasn’t bothered she looked up at me as I did this then looked back down she began to lick my leg again and slowly kissing and licking her way further up my thigh I give out a little moan as her wet lips moved ever so gently tickling my pussy lips I parted my legs further and she licked in between my pussy paying special attention to my clit rubbing her tongue back and forth gently then slowly started to increase the tempo and applying more pressure I moaned again as she stopped rubbing my calf and brought her hand to assist her tongue

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But I never thought I would be wrong about my wife and family. Terribly wrong.

 

How long had she been cheating on me? Having an affair with my best friend, my colleague at work? How long did it take me to realize finally that my child wasn’t even blood related to me, and that my wife would rarely even let me touch her anymore these years…making excuses after excuses… which I merely nodded and gave her respect, but also…

…..

How long did it take for me to realize what she had done to me, when I found out all of her secrets on that day, so many years ago…?

 

….Where should I begin?

            I wasn’t a workaholic, or an alcoholic. My childhood was filled with my parents abusing each other when I was little, and each time, I can still remember faintly those shouts and cries which plagued my ears till I finished high school, and went to college. I learned much from my bitter family, and I had sworn deeply that I will not treat my wife and kids like that, if I ever have a family one day.

I didn’t. I stayed true when I married to my wife, Chelsea, and when we had a daughter, which I named Sarah. I stayed true even when me and my wife had some up and downs in our relationship, and still I remained loyal and affectionate toward her as best as I can.

I loved them with all my heart and soul. That was how devoted I was to my family.

 

So why did I end up in such a miserable state later?

 

It was work, as usual, and I was late for an important meeting. I worked in the field of computer engineering, and was the head manager in research and development. My wife, Chelsea, a brunette with medium length hair and a firm, youthful body which was approaching almost 40, had been acting rather strange as of late, usually averting her gaze at times, or her sudden silence, along with a faint, odd smile which was clearly out of place. And at those times, I usually didn’t question her, waiting maybe, to let her tell me what she didn’t want to talk about. Maybe it was something about our daughter, who did something possibly to irk her again? Or they had a fight over some manner in which they didn’t want to include me into, like, girl stuff that guys would never know in detail?

"Sarah? Did something happen between you two?" I queried with an exaggerated hint of suspicion that day, turning my head to look at my 15 year old daughter. She was blossoming into a beautiful child with long pale brown hair, tied up like a ponytail behind her head, and deep, brown eyes. Her body was also developing, especially her round, firm breasts and her slim figure due to her constant swim lessons. At times, it was hard to bear the sight of her beautiful body, but I have always viewed her as a daughter, nothing else.

......Well...sometimes. But always as a daughter when I'm near her. As best as I can....

"No, dad. Of course not! Mom's just...out there, I guess. What do I know about her?" She responded with a pout and smirk, busily eating her bacon and cheese.

Now her mother responded with a stern look. "No I am not, young girl! Now you behave and eat your breakfast! You're going to be late to school again if you don't hurry!"

Of course, I never did add that Sarah had more than enough time to go to school...considering it's only 7 in the morning...

"Like father, like daughter..." Sarah murmured underneath her breath, casting me a wink in which I returned.

"Well, at least we're related in habit, ne?" I responded heartily, popping some bread into my mouth to eat during my drive to work.

Only me and Sarah laughed, while Chelsea's mother fumed as if it wasn't funny. I had always been fond with my daughter, and she at times relied more on me than her mother, in which, for some odd reason, I have no idea why. But she was my flesh and blood, and I loved her as much as I loved my wife. Many times I was the one who was there when she wanted someone to talk to in private, and most of the time I was the only one who gave her the comfort and protection she needed when she was young, and our bond of trust and affection had grown firmer with each passing year, each passing day....

I was the only one, actually, who wasn't the type that gets angry at all, but rather the one who is more protective for Sarah.

After all, I had vowed in my life to not treat my family like my own parents had done when I was little....

 

I must've been daydreaming, cause the next thing I knew, Chelsea was gathering up the dishes to wash, and Sarah ran up close and gave me a kiss on the cheeks, also with a hug before she ran off to school with her buoyant bounce and springs.

 

But in any case, giving a brief kiss to my wife's cheek, and a warm nibble next to her neck playfully, I waved goodbye before I departed to work in a hurry, in a rather good mood today.

 

….It wasn’t until I returned early back from the meeting that I found out….

 

The CEO was sick that day, and had cancelled the meeting to another time. I would’ve stayed in the company to continue my job, but thinking how my wife might feel, I decided to give her a surprise when I returned early back home, asking for others to take over my position for just today.

 

I bought flowers to surprise her as I got back home.

I didn’t notice the rumpled clothes which were littered all over the ground, and the faint squeaking of bed upstairs in the master bedroom.

I didn’t notice the slight moans and groans coming from that place, the flower bundle rustling loud enough in my handgrip that canceled out the sounds.

I didn’t know what to behold, as I opened the door to the master bedroom upstairs just a bit to surprise her, and felt my blood turn cold.

My wife.

Chelsea, kneeling on the floor, with her blouse open and with her apple-sized breasts pushing against her bra, as she was sucking a man off, a man which I clearly know.

Roy.

Roy, my old friend and colleage from college and at work. Roy, who I invited to my wedding with Chelsea.

Roy, who I thought was my best friend...my only friend during college, one who I can rely and trust...

Roy, who I didn't see in the meeting, for he had left a message saying that he had important matters to attend to today.

Roy, who is having my wife suck on him while he...

He....!!

I heard my wife-- no, Chelsea -- moan and gurgle as she slurped up and down his cock, bobbing on the head and taking small licks and nips at the sensitive spot, looking up with devilish glee at Roy, who was smiling down at her, urging her on with "Yeah, like that...suck my cock, slut...make it all wet and nice for you to fuck on...".

That bitch...

I can only stare through the small opening with hatred when I heard her comply nastily, watching her deepthroat and lubricate the cock (which was clearly bigger than mine, and I felt my own member shrink slightly in humiliation) with her saliva before she rubbed on her ballsacks and gave attention to them as well. She climbed onto the bed afterwards, in a doggy style format. She was facing away from the door, and I saw how her panties were wet and dripping with need as Roy then blocked my view, no doubt making her beg and plea for that cock of his.

"Please! Ram it in! Make me cum like the slut I am! I-I want it! I need it...! Oohh..." She moaned and begged like the whore she was, and I just couldn't believe what I had just heard.

She never used those words when we had sex...

She never even gave me a blowjob, preferring to take it all in a--

My train of thoughts was interrupted at hearing her squeal in delight, then the rocking motions of the bed again. I saw Roy pistoning in and out of her snatch, watching how Chelsea mewled and thrashed like a kitten on the bed as he plowed her in and out, hearing the undenying squelch of her juice each time he rammed it into her, then out....

In and out, in and out....hearing the crescendo rise, the dirty words filling this air, in this house, at my own bed.....

I'm not the sort of guy who likes to watch their wife being fucked. No. Inwardly, I questioned myself as I watch how she loved every second of it, every single piece of meat which is scraping at her clit and filling her up to the brink....

I questioned myself;

Why am I standing here?

What am I doing here? I've been faithful and loved her for all I was worth....

And now she does this, to me? For how long?

Rage settled in, and before I knew what I was doing, I was barging in and dropped the flowers onto the ground, grabbing the bastard by the throat just as he came into my wife's snatch, hearing her yell the cursed phrase "I'm cummmminngg!!!" in a delerious scream of pleasure. Suddenly pulling him backwards now, I dealt a sudden elbow strike right at his face.

Chelsea shrieked in surprise, no doubt, and I punched Roy right in the throat to stop him from retaliating or fight back. Not hard enough to maim or kill, but just enough to make him gag for air.

And sure to my word, he slumped towards the ground with a bloody nose, and gasping heavily for air through the injury I gave him.

Now with him out of the way, I turned about to face my wife. The wife I loved. Once.

She was there, grabbing the sheets on the bed and pulling it over her exposed, half naked body. She was terrified, looking at me with her deep brown eyes, dripping with -- again, no doubt -- semen from Roy's cum.

She looked at me as if I was a stranger. And am I? Am I the one to blame, when I saw her being fucked from behind by my best friend?

Am I the one who should hit her with rage, while the fact was undeniable?

"....."

I was silent. The room was silent, other than Roy, still gasping for air and damn well knowing not to fight me. My recent actions had proved enough to his plan for retaliation.

For a while, no one spoke.

Finally, Chelsea started, "Honey, I--"

"You what?" I said in a low tone. I was never the type to be angry...but she has provoked me beyond measurement.

"Honey, I can explain--"

"Explain what? How I shouldn't have come to see you like this, willingly giving yourself to my own best friend and colleage? How I shouldn't have come to see you enjoying all this while you cuckold behind my back?" I was outraged. How dare she say she can explain this, when the fact was so obvious?

"Honey, please--" Her voice was desperate, as if trying to find a way out of her dilemma.

"SHUT IT! JUST....."

I controlled myself, lowering my voice down.

"Just......shut it."

By then Roy had managed to prop himself up against the nearby wall, and whirling about, I faced him with a quiet tone. It was sick, watching his flaccid cock hang limply from his pants. It was sick, having to see that he had done this behind my back, when I had trusted him for all these years...

I know him no more.

"Get out. Now. Or else it wouldn't just be me who will be dealing with you...." I threatened, walking up to him in a foreboding manner.

He understood my look, and if he was planning anything to reason with me, he was dead wrong. Quickly he staggered off in a hurry, and I turned about to face my wife again. By then, she was crying, and trying her best to once more gain my trust.

Sad to say, I have no more trust to give to her. My whole marriage had just come apart, and if she had a reason behind this, then it better be good. I'm not a blind person against reason...but I sure as hell am devastated by her actions.

Slumping down onto the cold ground, I asked what I really feared, after her sobbing had dulled to silence.

"........."

"........."

"How long?"

"......B-Before we wed....Kevin, I--"

"Before we wed...? You've been sleeping with my best friend for 15 years, and I never even knew it..."

"Kevin, I have something else to say...."

"....Sarah....How can you face your daughter like this? Huh? How can you do this to me?"

"Kevin....Sarah isn't...."

"......?"

"Sarah isn't...your child. I was already...pregnant, when we were married..."

Time flew. I never talked to Chelsea anymore, cause I can't bear seeing her and remembering how she betrayed me. I can't bear to see my child, because she wasn't my flesh, and she wasn't even mine to begin with.

The father was Roy. He had had sex with Chelsea before I married her, and she had his child after a few weeks. No wonder I felt a little odd about it...but.

His child. Not mine.

Chelsea never told her, and I didn't want to break Sarah's heart. I tried to act natural, I tried to act normal whenever Sarah was around, but...

Whenever Sarah slept, I would merely stand outside, regardless of the weather, and let my tears fall. I was loyal to my wife. I was faithful, rejecting any possible intimacy with other woman when I could have had the chance in my job. I loved her.

And she sleeps with my best friend for so many years behind my back.

If she said she'll be good from now on, only the idiots would believe her. I know that she will meet him again, and then they'll be more careful from now on...

She knows that I won't divorce her, for the sake of Sarah.

Sarah. She's an innocent from this ordeal. Though it may be true that I am not her father, still...she does not deserve to be mistreated. That's why I had...merely placed a mask over my face, to hide the pain whenever I see her with her mother.

So how did Sarah find out later, when I was sitting in the drivers seat in my car, months later and didn't come into the house? Chelsea still looked at me in guilt whenever I come home, and I just...didn't have anymore feelings left for her. Chelsea couldn't have possibly told Sarah about what had happened....

So how did Sarah find out what her mother did, when she confronted me suddenly in the morning of December, ergo, the beginning of Winter Break at her school?

To be continued....

Comments, anyone? Part 2 will follow up soon!

 

“hi” she said shyly

“hi” I whispered

“I only know you as Kerrie’s sister, what is your name?”

“Jameson” I said

“like the Irish whiskey” she giggled

“yea I guess so”

She leaned in and whispered into my ear “can I have a shot?”

We both grinned and we climbed down from the bleachers and walked behind them, the second we were out of sight Krystal wrapped her arms around my neck and started kissing me. Our tongues touched and she pulled back “ a tongue ring, my favorite” I just grinned. My hands groped her breasts through her uniform, I found the buttons and undid the shirt. I kissed down her neck towards her breasts I cupped the left one and licked the nipple, Krystal shivered. Oh what lovely breasts! it had been so long since I had held any I sucked and nibbled on her nipples but what I wanted lay further down. I left hand held her thigh and I knelt down my right hand rubbed her pussy, oh she was so wet I could feel her dripping on my hand I slid one finger in, so tight, I sucked in my breath so fast. “Anything wrong” a panting Krystal asked me “no” I whispered “it’s perfect” I slid in another finger and started sliding my fingers in and out “faster” I asked “um-hum” Krystal moaned stated going faster she started riding my fingers. Now I was going in for kill I moved my head in I started licking her clit she was moaning and trying to stay standing up I wrapped my hands around her and grabbed her ass my face was buried in her pussy, oh how I loved it, so sweet, I want this more and more. I started sucking in her clit and rubbing my tongue ring at the same time, “I’m going to cum” she gasped “I am” I gripped her tighter and worked faster “OH OH I’m cumming” I felt the orgasm rip through her body and tasted her in my mouth even more, but one was not good enough for her I slowed a bit “again, another one” she moaned with out letting her think to much I sped up and she was screaming again. She fell over this time but I held her till she orgasmed again I slowed and stuck my fingers in her very happy pussy and pulled them out and licked them she was panting and grinning “that was amazing” I held the fingers to her and she sucked on them. I licked her pussy clean and then I crawled up towards Krystal and kissed her. Our tongues twined tasting her very sweet pussy. We both sighed and she kissed me again

 ”I feel bad I didn’t help you” I kissed her cheek and stood up “there will be time later for that” I helped her up and brushed off her uniform

 “you should go before they start asking where you have been”

she grinned and threw her arms around me and gave a long and very deep kiss  she bounced away and said over her shoulder

 “I know where you sleep!” I saw her disappear and I licked my lips. I could still taste her.

 “I think this is the start of something good” I said as I walked toward my car where my sister sat on the hood “something very good!”

Opening my eyes I pulled at my towel as Gerri held my cock firm letting her eyes drop down to my 7 inch cock as she worked it gently.

“Eh, what are you doing” Gerri asked feeling me apply a little pressure then watching my still hard cock nudge gently into her tight little bum.

The worst of it though was that Mom had been out for the evening,. She was dressed in a reddress that clung toher body and was made up to accentuate how pretty she was. Her dress was sort of short, displaying her long legs to their best. Her breasts were half exposed as the dress was cut very low. Just looking at her made me half hard.Shetold me she really shouldn't be driving because she had been drinking. 'Great, so now Mom is drunk, too.' A really bad evening since I rarely saw Mom drink , just a glass of wine now and then, or maybe a cold beer on a hot day. I slid in behind the wheel and headed home, telling her all about the night. She listened sympathetically and reached over and patted my leg. 'It will all be okay' she said. But a very strange thing happened then. I turned a corner and she was caught off guard and swayed toward me just as I turned, just as she was reaching to pat my leg. Her hand landed on my crotch, her palm fully on my cock.

She was embarrassed and apologized.'Sorry , William, I shouldn't have touched you there, it's just that your turned and..' I  assured it was alright, but it embarrassed me too. What must she think, me with a hard on and her the only female around?

when we got home a few minutes later she told me again how embarrassed she was, only this time as she was talking she reached out and put her hand on my cock again. I didn't know what to say.'William it's been 8 months since Dad left. I was out looking to meet somebady, anybody even if just for the night when you called. Now we're home and I still need...' She didn't finish because she had taken my hand and placed it on her right tit. i had never touched a girl's tits and now my Mom had put my hand on one and a damned nice one , too. She was a 34D and wasn't wearing a bra. My face turned red as could be, but I didn't move my hand away.'I was just thinking', she said,'of how thias night might have turned out . And it stikll could if you wanted it to, too.'

I nodded my head, afraid to talk because I was sure it would break the moment and she would make me stop.. instead she took my other hand and put it on her crotch and looked at me. Just looked, questions in her eyes.

'Oh yes.' Now I was sure how the evening would turn out, all my thoughts about how good looking she was, how much I thought about girls, how much I fantasized about touching them and seeing them naked were welling up in my mind.

'You must never tell anybody....'

'Don't worry. I won't.' Those were my last words for a while as she kissed me. Now I have to tell you, I love the look of my Mom wearing bright red lipstick and as her face came closer to mine , our lips finally meeting I thought to myself how utterly perfect her mouth was.My lips parted as she slid her tongue into my mouth, sucking mine hungily into hers. I felt her hands rubbing up and down my cock through my pants. She broke off the kiss to say 'Let's get these clothes out of the way.'

Naked  we resumed our kissing and I thought that was pretty good, but she took it up a notch when she sunk to her knees and took my cock in her mouth. Just the thought of it and I was spurting in her mouth in only seconds. 'That will never do William. if I'm going to fuck you (oh my God Yes was all I could think) you have to hold off a bit.' She took my cock in her mouth agina and started sucking it gently, licking up and down the shaft between taking it deep in her mouth. I was hard again in no thime. She wrapped her hand around the shaft and pumped it , just like I did myself at night, and just Like I when I did, I was cumming again in only another minute. 'Now we have the two easy ones out of the way we can get down to some serious action.' I had never imagined hearing my own mother talking like that but there it was. Again she sucked me hard  but now she told me lick her pussy. My attention turned from my own pleasure to hers.

She had shaved. Smooth as could bne she was ow wet and her cunt was slightly swollen. 'Eat me , William. Let me lay down and then get your mouth on me.' I didn't need to be told twice. Her juices were all over my chin. She thrust her cunt against my mouth and I thrust my tongue into her, alternately licking her pussy and sucking on her clit.I was hard as a steel rod when she told me to put in her.

 We changed positions , she on her hands and knees and me behind her witgh my cock leading the way.

'Do it. Now. Hard.'

And I did. My first feel of a woman's breast, my first blowjob and now my first fuck. And with mom. She backed up against my cock as it slid into her , all 7" in one thrust. I started pumping into her, she started meeting me thrust for thrust. maons and groans from her gave way to the most foul things coming from her mouth.'Fuck me Fuck me hard. Drive your cock into my cunt. You love your Mom's cunt don't you? Fuck me.' More that I take in, but a constant  stream of her telling me how she loved my cock, how she had wanted to fuck me for months, mre about how good it felt having a big dick in her cunt. And then one last groan growing to a scream as she came at the same time I pumped my third load into for the evening.

I don't worry about dating anymore. I doubt if any school girl could give me as much as my Mom. I doubt if any of them can fuck like her.And frankly i'm not worried about finding out. I can fuck my Mom anytime I want, afternoons after school, in the evening before we go to sleep, in the morning when we wake up. I no longer wonder why Dad left, I'm just glad that he did. If he was still here I'm sure I wouldn't be fucking my Mom , the finest woman in my life.

 

As I stood their lost in my own thoughts the man of my idolization had noticed my stare and stood right next to me.

 

“You know it is not polite to stare.” He said to me.

 

“Ahhh! Oh my god!” I screamed bewildered that someone was next to me. I immediately flushed red when I realized it was the man I stalked.

 

“Lost in thought?” He mused. His words were like cherubs singing in the heavens to me. I stood mesmerized. He towered over me by a good 7 or 8 inches making it easy to avoid his gaze.  When I didn’t answer he said, “You know you come in here everyday, and I’ve been told by my co-workers they only see you when I’m working. I think I have a stalker or an admirer.” A smirk lit up on his face that made his eyes sparkle.

 

Damn. I’d been caught. I thought I had been so sneaky but he, and others apparently, had noticed my reoccurring presence. This was an unusual situation for me. So instead of facing him I turned away quickly and started to run. Although it seemed like a good plan, I wasn’t paying attention to where I was running to and the second I turned around I smack right into a display knocking it and myself over. I was in tears, partly because I was in pain, but mostly because I was embarrassed.

 

“Are you ok?” He said as I felt his strong hand touch my shoulders. An electric spark of sorts shot through my body at his touch.

 

“I’m fine.” I managed to stutter. It was like I was cursed or something. As he held out his hand to help me, I took it. He pulled me a little too hard however and I landed with a thud against his chest. He lifted my chin gently with his hands and wiped my tears away. I could feel his heart beating and hear his breath as the air went to his lungs.

We held each other’s gaze for several seconds before we realized we were still standing in a very intimate way. I pulled away first, this time paying attention to where I was going, and ran toward the nearest exit. My heart was beating a mile a minute. Though my brain wanted me to run away, my heart wanted me to run back to his arms. He had felt the sparks too, and this scared me.

 

As I made my way down the street toward my apartment I thought I heard him yelling for me to come back. I couldn’t face him. I was too embarrassed, so I ignored him. Turning into an alley and hiding behind a dumpster was my last tactic to be rid of him. I waited 15 minutes there just to be sure he wasn’t nearby. 5 minutes later I climbed the stairs to my apartment. As I reached to grab my keys I realized why he had been yelling for me to come, I had lost my purse in the tumble. I silently cursed my stupidity. I was about to knock on my neighbor, and best friends, door when I heard someone behind me. As I quickly turned around I gasped.

 

“Looking for this?” He had the most amused smile on his face as he stood there dangling my purse.

 

“Umm…Yes. Thank you. I didn’t realize I’d left it. Goodbye.” I snatched it from his hands and quickly unlocked my door.  Something, however, was blocking me from shutting it.

 

“Wait! Aren’t you going to invite me in? I mean you stalk me; I help you after you knock books over, and then I bring you your purse after you’ve run off on me. Don’t I at least get some coffee or something?” He was playing on my guilt. As stood there trying to think of an answer I finally noticed his name tag, Gabriel. I smiled to myself. It was fitting considering how I felt about him.

 

“No.” Was all I managed to say as I tried pushing the door shut again only to be met with an even greater force of it being pushed open again.

 

“You have to be the weirdest stalker ever.” Gabriel muttered.

 

“I’m not a stalker.” I cried in my own defense.

 

“Well what do you call it when you actually go out of your way to see someone everyday and you have no idea who they are?” I was speechless. “That’s right, you call them a stalker. Now can I come in and have a cup off coffee?”

 

“Fine but my place is…..well, it’s messy.” I said suddenly embarrassed again. I opened the door completely and let him in.

 

 “What are you talking about? This place isn’t messy. You must be a neat freak or something. This place makes mine look like a pig pen.” He said astonished at my definition of dirty.

 

“I like organization.” I said suddenly feeling the urge to defend myself.

 

“Hmmm...That’s cool. I’m more laid back. I like things clean but if something’s out of place I don’t panic about. So what’s your name anyway?” He said as he plopped down onto my fluffy grey sofa.

 

“My name…didn’t you look at my license to find this place?” I inquired.

 

“Yeah but I was just looking for the address not the name. Besides it’s the best conversation starter there is.” He smiled at me and asked, “So what’s your name?”

 

“It’s Amelia.” I muttered as I handed him a cup of coffee.

 

“Sounds very familiar but I’m sure I haven’t met you or anyone else with that name before.” He mused as he sipped the piping hot coffee. “So how’s life treating you?”

 

Before I could think about what I was saying I began blurting out my life story. I was in tears as I he held me close to his body and I told him of the great void in my life.

 

“Why did she give me up? Why wasn’t I adopted? Was I an ugly child?” I sobbed into his muscular shoulder. “Oh god! Now I’ve probably got you thinking I’m some sort of crazy woman. You should go.” I said as I pulled away from him. I was surprised to be pulled back down into his arms.

 

“No I don’t think you’re crazy. I can kind of relate. I was given up for adoption when I was a baby but my parents adopted me. I don’t feel bad that I was adopted but I hate that they won’t give me any details. It seems like their trying to hide something.” He said heartfully as he gave me a squeeze. “You know you’re really beautiful. Your strawberry blonde hair and porcelain skin highlight your blue eyes. And we both know how sexy your body is.”

 

I had to admit I did work out and my C breasts were something to be proud of.  “Thank you. You can go now if you want.”

 

I looked into those emerald eyes as he looked into mine. We both began to lean in and before we knew our lips melted into the most amazing kiss. His soft lips were caressing mine as his tongue darted in and out of my mouth massaging my tongue. Every nerve in my body was on fire. I felt the soft cotton of the shirt I was wearing rise up and slip over my head before being thrown to the floor. My delicate pink nipples stood on end under the arousing assault of his hands. I could feel the bulge in his pants and found myself grinding into it. As he pulled his shirt off my hands found the button to his jeans. My hand slid easily in as though it belonged there and found his throbbing member. I had never touched a penis before and found it to be veiny, soft, and hard all at once. As I stroked my hand up and down a groan escaped from his mouth.

 

“Lia squeeze it a little and go faster.” He said with his eyes closed.

 

This was meant to be. He knew the name only my friends called me and I’d never told him. It was time to give him what I’d been saving.

 

I slid to my knees and engulfed his large member in my mouth. The salty taste of precum hit my taste buds.

 

“Mmmm…Man cream.” I said before I slipped my mouth back over his member. My tongue quickly found his sensitive spot. My tongue quickly massaged it to the pleased moans of Gabriel. I stopped and slid him all the way into my mouth before quickly pulling back up and then returning him all the way in.

 

“God! Not many women can deep throat. I think I just feel in love with you.” He said as his hand found its way to the back of my head forcing me to go up and faster. I kept up my pace until I felt his hips thrusting. He was going to come if I didn’t stop and I didn’t want to waste it in my mouth.

 

“No. Come to bed with me.” I ordered as I stood and pulled him along with me. I shred the last of my clothing as laid on the bed and his fell to the floor just as quickly. He slowly climbed toward me and I soon felt the sensation of his member floating dangerously close to my opening.

 

“Wait. Are you sure you want to be doing this? I mean, don’t get me wrong or anything, I think you’re beautiful and as you can tell I want nothing more than to stick my friend here in you, but we barely know each other. I have a fiancée and I have no intention of leaving her. Are you ok with that?” He questioned.

 

I didn’t answer him. I looked in his eyes and guided him into me with no barrier to hinder our union. I saw the look of sheer happiness as he felt him self be surrounded in the warm wetness of my vagina.

 

“Oh man. You’re so tight like a virgin.” He pushed a little in and was surprised to find my hymen still intact. “You’re on the pill right? I don’t do condoms or pulling out.”

 

“I am.” I lied to him.

 

Maybe it was the wrong thing to do but I needed this more than anything. He was soul mate and my body finally felt whole again. He answered my lie by quickly breaking my hymen. I could feel the swollen mushroom spread my lips wide as he thrust in and out. His position was perfect. Each time he slid in he rubbed against my throbbing clit causing sensations of pure bliss to shudder through my body. I could hear the squishing sounds as my I lifted my legs to wrap around his back. I wanted him to go deeper into me.

“Faster! Oh I’m so close! Do it hard and fast!” I screamed at him.

 

His pace quickened and I felt him bottoming out. I could feel the dampness accumulating below as our passions heightened. His member seemed to swell inside me and I knew he was going to come soon.

 

“Last chance to back out Lia! I’m going to cumm…” He stated.

 

Before I could even answer him I felt him pull almost completely out before slamming in as hard as he could. My nails dug into his back as I pulled him in closer. I could feel his cock convulsing inside of me releasing his potent seed. His hips gave a few more small thrusts before he collapsed on top of me. He quickly rolled off of me and began putting his clothes on. I laid on the bed taking in the wonderful new experience I had just had. When I looked up he was already heading to the door.

 

“Wait! Where are you going?” I hollered at him as I jumped out of bed causing the cumm to leak from my vagina.

 

“Look, I shouldn’t have done this. I’m getting married in 2 days. I have a great life and the last thing I need is for it to get screwed up because I couldn’t think with my big head. I don’t know what came over me, but I can’t…I just can’t. I’m sorry.” He said as he reached for the door knob.

 

“You don’t have to leave her and she doesn’t have to know. I don’t know why but I need you.” I began crying and lowered my head. “I can’t go on alone. I’ll….I’ll be your mistress if you want. Just please come and see me again.” I threw my arms around him and captured him in a passionate kiss.

 

“Oh, Lia.”  He cradled me in his arms before pushing me away. “I’m sorry. I can’t do that to Jen.” He opened the door and walked out of my life.

 

2 months later…

I’d love to say that Gabriel came to his senses and returned to me, but he didn’t. I still go by the store occasionally and watch him from afar. My heart aches every time I see him and I usually leave in tears. I actually became so desperate to see him I drove past his house. I was hoping to see him miserable but he looked happy. I watched as they made love in their backyard under the stars. As I began sobbing I held my stomach. I had come hoping to tell him I had become pregnant from our tryst, but after I had witnessed the love making I had vomited and ran away in tears. The one slight bright light is that my birth mother finally authorized the release of most of my birth records. It turns out I had a twin. The agency is still working on tracking them down but hopefully I’ll be able to reunite with my only family soon.

 

5 months later…

I’m 7 months pregnant with twins now and Gabriel hasn’t returned to me and doesn’t know. I make a promise to them everyday to never separate them or abandon them. Today is the day I’ve been waiting for my whole life. I’m going to meet my twin!

 

As I sat waiting at the local Starbucks I couldn’t help but wonder if I was finally going to have a family. Before I had much time to think on it I saw the caseworker arrive with a tall man in tow. As she drew nearer the man began to look very familiar.

 

“Amelia I’d like to introduce you to your biological twin brother…” She pleasantly said.

 

“Gabriel...” I muttered interrupting her before she could finish.

 

“Lia?” He stared at me shocked and then looked at my bulging middle. “You’re pregnant!? It’s not…It’s not…you know.” He stammered embarrassed.

 

“Thanks for bringing him but we need some alone time.” I commanded as I shooed her off. We both sat at the table and I reached for his hand only to be rejected.

 

“This can’t be happening. Oh god! You told me you were on the pill! Please tell me it’s not mine!” He pleaded becoming more panicked as time passed.

 

“Do you want the truth?” I asked dismissively. He managed a slight nod. “Yes. THEY’RE yours.”

 

“They’re mine? You mean you’re pregnant with twins?” His hand reached out for my swollen belly. I slapped it away angrily.

 

“Don’t you dare!" You left me alone. I’ve been hurting all this time and I know you saw me. My god I was so desperate to see you I went by your house and had my heart broken worse when I saw you making love to your wife!” I angrily shouted in a hushed whisper.

 

“You think you’re the only one who’s been miserable? I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you! And now…we’re twins. I had sex and impregnated my own fucking sister!” He said as his fist slammed down onto the table. “Why did this happen? My wife can’t have kids and I thought it was me but I guess I proved that wrong. I just want to die!” He said as began to sob.

 

“This is meant to be. You’re supposed to be with me! We can have kids together! Be married. Nobody has to know we’re related.” I desperately begged him.

 

15 minutes later I had him on my bed again with his penis snugly stuffed up into vagina as I rode him hard.

 

“I can’t believe I’m doing this again.” Gabriel muttered in-between groans.

 

“Shhh! Your penis belongs in your sister’s vagina. Look at her belly it’s all swollen with your babies.” I gleefully said to him.

 

“Oh fuck me sister! Fuck me!” he groaned as he neared his climax.

 

“That’s right brother cumm for sister! Put your baby juice in me where it belongs!” I slid him all the way into me as I felt his hot semen burst into me for the first time in 7 months.

 

Everything’s great now. He divorced his wife and married me. We enjoy the added kink that being twins brings to our relationship. A few of our closet friends know that we are twins but they can see how happy we are together and couldn’t imagine us with other people. I gave birth to our twins shortly after we married. We had identical twin boys. They’re healthy as can be. We later gave them 4 sisters. 13 years after our last one was born we had a little too much to drink one night; we’re now pregnant with our second set of twins a boy and a girl. We raised our kids like any other and let them know, as soon as they were old enough to fully understand, that we are siblings. We never pressured them into acceptance. Just the other day Gabriel and our 19 year old daughter announced that they were going to have a baby. We have a sneaking suspicion our twins are more than just brothers and have made themselves a child to raise in 13 year old Nina, but we’re not pressing. All in all life turned out great.

 

Well this is my second attempt at a story. Any and all criticism is welcome. I feel I'm struggling with the whole sex description so defintely offer up any advice you have. As always, I do not condone unprotected sex or incest. This is a fantasy story and in no way represents reality.

 

 

I took all this in as she squeaked and dove for her robe while I fell back into the hallway, stood, and ran back to the living room. Marilyn and Angie were still watching the movie and had begun to caress each other yet again. I stormed into the room, I was seriously pissed and was going to have some answers.

"What the fuck is Anna doing here?" I screamed at them.

I crossed over until I stood in front of them with my fists balled up and ready to fight. I was covered in sweat and it began to run down my back and legs.

"We already answered that question about Donna," Angie said with a smirk.

"You filthy rotten bitch," I yelled and reaching over snatched her away from Marilyn by the hair. With my free hand I slapped her across the face. I pulled her back in for another backhand slap by her hair, and continued this using her hair like a yo-yo cord until I was too exhausted to move.

As I did this Marilyn stood and tried to drag her away from me. I countered that by throwing a roundhouse punch into her jaw. She dropped to the floor like she’d been shot. I finally let Angie slip to the floor as I stood there heaving and blowing trying to remember what my life had been like a few hours earlier.

I’d had a devoted and loving wife, and daughter. I’d been in a monogamous marriage with my wife of 22 years, who I’d do anything for. My life had made sense, it had fit into a normal model that I could accept and deal with. Even all of the events of the last three hours hadn’t been entirely awful, just weird. Now this.

"Dad?" I heard from behind me.

I turned and saw that Anna had left the bathroom dressed in one of the black robes I’d seen everyone else wear. She was standing there with two towels and a handful of wash-clothes in her hands. I could tell she’d seen at least part of my tirade with the two now semi-conscious women. I took a large towel from her and wrapped it sarong like around my waist, as she handed me first hot and then cold wash-clothes to clean up and calm down with.

"I asked you what you were doing here a few minutes ago," I said.

"I belong here dad," she answered. "I’ve been coming here for 2 years now, whenever I was in town."

I groaned out loud with fury and pain. My little baby was in this nest of creatures, and they’d done god knew what to her. What was worse was that she, like her whore of a mother seemed to love it.

"How did you get started with these people, Anna?" I asked.

"You and mom are partly to blame," she said defiantly. "You went on that trip of yours for your anniversary. Who did you leave me with? Do you remember?"

It took a moment before I could do so. Then it came crashing down on me. We’d left her here with Marilyn. It had been a few months after her divorce, and Donna had thought it would be good for both of them. We’d taken a 10-day cruise around the Caribbean as a second honeymoon to celebrate our 20 years together.

I swayed a bit on my feet and fell onto the couch. I looked about me and saw that Marilyn was helping Angie to her feet. Angie stood there with her bloodied face and scratched and battered lips, supported by Marilyn who was bleeding heavily from the nose.

"Wow lover," Angie said. "You’re just getting me warmed up, don’t take too long with her, I’ll need another good fuck soon."

Marilyn said nothing as she helped her down the hall towards the bathroom I’d just left.

"Lover huh? It seems that I’m not the only person here with a story to tell now am I?" Anna said quietly. "How have been spending your evening daddy?"

"Nevermind that for now," I countered. "How did you get started up with these people?"

"It started because I was bored," she said. "You guys just left me here with somebody I didn’t even really know that well. I was almost 18, and you left me with a baby-sitter. I deserved better than that. I was old enough to look after myself. After a couple of days I started looking around the house. I found her little gym downstairs and her cache of tapes. After I watched a few of them I got really hot, and when she got home I confronted her with what I’d found."

"Then what?" I asked weakly.

"I told Marilyn that unless she let me join them, I’d rat her out," she replied. "I can just imagine what you’d have done then. You’d have freaked just like what I saw, but even worse would be that she and her group would all go to prison. She really didn’t have any choice. So she called her group together and we had a party."

"Did she tape that one too?" I asked.

"Of course she did," she said matter of factly. "She tapes all the parties. I asked for a copy of it, I have it back at school and she kept the original. Would you like to see it? It’s really good, I took a turn at the altar, and got fucked and eaten by about 15 people. It was great."

At this point I have to admit that I couldn’t stand any more. All I wanted was for it all to end. I sat on the couch with my face buried in my hands and began to moan. Anna watching my reaction came over and sat beside me. She pulled my head down to her shoulder and breast and began to say soothing words and shush me like a child. I sat there wracked in guilt and pain, over what my little Anna had gone through.

After a while her soothing treatment got through my pain and grief and I began to say, "I’m sorry." I said it over and over again. It became my entire focus to try to let her know how terrible I felt about what had happened.

"Daddy, it’s fine," she said when she saw that I could listen. "I wanted to do it. I still want to do it, it’s fun and I really like it. They have never hurt me, and I’ve never done anything that I didn’t want to. They don’t force themselves on anyone, and they don’t make anyone stay if they don’t want to. It’s a type of freedom that I’d never known until then. Please don’t feel bad about this, it’s what I want."

"But now they have your mother too," I croaked.

"I know dad," Anna said. "I asked Marilyn to approach her and bring her in. I was going to have her bring you in soon too. I wanted to wait a while first, because I knew you’d be the hardest to convince."

"What?’ I asked feebly. "Why in god’s name would you do that?"

"Because I love you and momma so much," she replied. "I wanted you and her to feel the same love and acceptance that I do. I wanted the both of you to be as happy as I am. These are wonderful people and they love me, and I them. I wanted the other people in my life to be as happy as I am."

"Sam too?" I asked, referring to her older brother.

"Yeah," she said. "It was what I gave him for Christmas last year. I brought him to the New Year’s fling that Marilyn has every year."

I groaned again. It was getting worse. I felt myself alone and detached from reality. My mind spun again and I felt on the verge of passing out. Anna seeing this, got up and went to the bar. She returned with another large tumbler full of scotch. I again tried to down as much as I could in one drink. The burning feeling of the drink as it passed down my throat brought tears again to my eyes, and seemed to help snap me back a bit to the real world.

"Daddy?" she asked. "Are you going to be all right?"

"Honey I don’t know that I’ll ever be all right again," I said. "What are you doing here now, I thought you had finals this week?"

"I did, I’m finished though," she answered. "I have 10 days until the next semester starts and Marilyn called and asked if I could come home for a special party. She paid for the plane ticket and met me at the airport and everything. It’s going to be great. She has mom downstairs and I’m to be unveiled to her soon. Mom is taking her fourth turn on the altar. No one else has ever done that many times. Marilyn has called in all her friends and some people she parties with when she travels out of state on business. Mom’s having the time of her life."

"How do you know all this?" I asked.

"Marilyn has a closed circuit live feed from her party room," she replied. "It plays on every set in the house."

She jumped up off the couch to cross to the table where the remote was. I watched her as she stood up and walked. Her robe bounced up with her and gave me a flash of her legs and pretty little ass. She stood there and switched the channel until she came to what she was looking for. Then she came back to sit beside me.

I watched the screen as the door on the left side of the room opened to pass Angie and Marilyn. They’d cleaned up and looked steadier on their feet. They wasted no time in crossing into the room and jumping into the first pile of writhing, fucking and sucking bodies they could find.

"Angie really likes rough sex," Anna said. "You probably got her going like a furnace when you belted her around like that. I’m surprised that she and Marilyn didn’t just find a quiet corner of the house and fuck each other sick."

"Anna don’t speak like that," I said automatically. She looked at me and I at her, and then we lost it. I began to laugh until I cried. She did the same. It was several minutes until we could both focus back on the screen let alone breathe.

The action on the screen said it all. Again as usual, there were multiple feeds and it looked as if someone were switching the views from the different cameras, showing different parts of the room, and different bits of the action. The previous parties I’d seen hadn’t had more than 35 people in them at most. Looking into the room, I saw that there must have been nearly 100 people in there. There were men and women of all ages. Some looked older than the rest, but still in very good shape, and some looked much younger.

Again Donna was on the altar. She seemed to love being the center of attention. As I watched a man I’d never seen before was spewing cum onto her face, while her pussy was being ploughed by a burly looking black man. I saw Fred, the ever ready little fucker hammering some red-head in the corner of the room, near the bar. She looked like she was about to pass out from sheer exhaustion. The camera dwelt on them for a few minutes, as the woman had yet another orgasm.

Anna laughed and said, "that’s Fred of the long fuck. He got on me the first night, and I thought I was going to die. He just keeps on fucking, he’s amazing. Thank god he was the last guy in my pussy."

That took me a back for a minute. Here was my little girl talking about fucking some guy I’d just seen fuck her mother in another tape. I thought I’d try a little conversation to keep my brain from frying any more, and the liquor had really loosened me up.

"What’s his secret?" I asked.

"I don’t know, he won’t say," she replied. "But I’ll be damned if he just can’t cum unless he’s in some girls’ mouth. I’ve seen him literally fuck a woman to sleep, because she’s too exhausted to move. Most of the time one of the other girls will finish him off, or he’ll move on to someone else. He is a machine though."

With that she began to provide a running dialogue about the people present. She first told me of the people she didn’t know. These were the extra hands that Marilyn had called in for the big event. There were about 50 of them, and as she spoke I could tell she was making mental notes of which one’s she’d pursue when she went downstairs.

Then she began to discourse on the people she did know. She told me anecdotes of previous parties, who they were, what they did for a living etc. She told me of one preacher and his blond-haired wife who’d been members almost from the beginning. She told me of how the preacher couldn’t get off with another woman unless he could see and be seen by his wife. She also told me that the preacher’s wife had never had an orgasm until she’d come to one of the parties, and then only with another woman.

There was the story of the two tit obsessed women of the second video I’d seen and their love affair with lactating women. They loved the feel of tits filled with milk, and the taste of it. They were live in lovers who came here to play around and drive each other crazy. If any of the other women in the group were expecting or were nursing they would each pool their money to buy as much as they could.

There was the guy who loved to watch himself in the mirror. He was a bodybuilder and looked great. Every sinew and strand of muscle he had showed in stark relief under his skin. He wouldn’t do anything unless he was in an unobstructed line of view with a mirror. As I looked at the screen I saw him pull his rather large tool out of the ass of a black woman, and stroke it a few times, watching his reflection. He then placed the head back at her anus and pressed slowly in. She groaned and wiggled beneath him, frantically frigging herself with one hand.

There were two women, neither of whom Anna knew in the play pen, watching with gaped mouths and busy hands as they watched the action going on around them. They were really giving the toys in the pen a workout as they watched the sweating, heaving mass all around them.

There were 4 men standing over by the bar, drinking and watching the proceedings. They looked like any other small group of Sunday afternoon quarterbacks reviewing the big game. They pointed and made comments about the various couples, or groups and made the occasional cheer or jeer when someone came.

As I watched the feed from the room, I felt the liquor I’d drank again begin to lull me into a fit of relaxation. I felt Anna snuggle up next to me. Like she had when she was a little girl watching tv with me. I was reminded of how bizarre this situation was when I saw her begin to frig herself with her right hand, up under her robe. I startled and tried to move away.

"Don’t leave dad," she said. "You’re so warm and nice to cuddle with."

"Anna I don’t think it’s right for me to be this close to you, or watch this," I said.

"Why not?" she said. "You’re not really my dad you know."

That hit close to home. All I could do was to stammer out an incoherent denial.

"Dad, I know all right," she said. "I know that you’re not my biological dad. He’s dead."

"How did you know, and when?" I asked.

"I found out when I had knee surgery last year," she replied. "Do you remember donating blood in case I needed it? Well, mom had them run a paternity test on it. I looked at all the paperwork; I’m studying to be a nurse you know. I looked at all the paperwork and the test results when they came back in. I’m over 18 so they had to let me see them. I knew what to look for, and when I got out of the hospital I confronted mom and made her tell me the truth. So if you wanted to fool around it’s not like it would be incest or anything."

"Yeah but it will be if you do anything with your mom," I said.

"So what?" she replied. "We’re both adults in the eyes of the law, and no one can do anything about it anyway. What do you say dad, want a romp with your little girl?" She said this as she stood and removed the robe ever so slowly down her perfect shoulders until the mounds of her breasts showed.

At this point I defy anyone reading this to do anything other than what I then did. I was drunk, both with liquor and lust, staring at a half-naked nymph, with only a towel to separate us. I’d been sucked and fucked since shortly after arriving at the house, and wasn’t in the best frame of mind to begin with. I was seriously pissed at my wife, my son, and daughter, and everyone else in the house at the moment. All I wanted was to wipe the smirk off her face.

I grabbed her by the hem of the robe and pulled her onto the couch. She spilled onto it and her robe opened on the way. I landed on top of her looking down at her firm young breasts. I could feel the heat of her snatch through the towel on my balls. I cupped one of her tits and fingered the nipple. I felt a shudder go through her as she reached down and pulled the towel away from my crotch.

She moaned lightly into my ear, as I lowered my mouth to her tit and began to gently suckle at it. She was busy as well as she slowly stroked my cock to full size. She squeezed the shaft and head as she did so, milking my dick along.

"I want it in my mouth dad," she murmured.

I leaned back on my knees as she dove down to meet it. She completely swallowed my cock until I was balls deep in her throat. She started licking and working over the shaft, with her full tongue and tried to swallow even more of it into her hungry mouth. After a few minutes of this, she began to lick the shaft and the underside of the head, like taking in her first ice cream cone. She licked and slurped along the entire surface of my cock. She seemed to truly relish the taste of my meat and when she encountered some pre-cum, gobbled it down moaning around my dick. I was again in the paradise reserved for those men who encounter the exceptionally gifted cock sucker. I could see that the techniques I’d enjoyed for years were being passed around what passed as the water-cooler here. The word had gone out, and she like the others had taken their lessons to heart, so to speak.

She sucked and licked me for a time that I couldn’t really measure. At one moment it felt mere seconds and the next like she’d been doing this for days. Before I could shoot in her mouth though, I pulled out and reached down to her and asked, "do you want me to fuck you?"

"Oh yeah dad," she said. "It’s always been a wish of mine for you to fuck me, I’ve wanted that since I was old enough to know what fucking meant."

I stood with her, slipping the robe to the floor, and kissed her gently on the face. I kissed her, on the mouth and we briefly sparred with our tongues. While she stood immobile, I ran my mouth and tongue around her neck and throat. I nuzzled the back of her neck, and kissed the hollow where her neck and shoulder came together.

I began to kiss my way down her body, pausing for a few minutes to work over her breasts and nipples. I could feel her first orgasm take her as I gently bit her left nipple. I discovered that she was definitely her mothers’ daughter, even if she weren’t mine.

I continued on to her flat tummy and kissed and licked her navel and kissed along the line of her hips, as they passed around to her luscious behind. I grabbed and kneaded the cheeks of her ass, and slowly began to spread her ass cheeks with my hands. I just had to know if she’d inherited all her mothers’ passions.

I reached back as she squatted a bit, and ran my index finger along the crease of her butt. She moaned again. As she did that I placed my finger right at the entrance to her hole and gently prodded. She had another small orgasm, I could tell as I had started to slowly separate her labia with my tongue when she came. I discovered she was a gusher, just like her mom. She began to slip down to the couch and I rode her down, licking and jabbing my tongue into her snatch while tickling and pressing in on her rectum.

"Please fuck me," she moaned.

I did a small pushup to get lined up as she pulled her legs up and out. I pressed down until the line of our bodies was as well lined up as I could and slowly pressed the head of my cock into her. She squealed out in pleasure and slammed up onto me, impaling herself on my cock. I began by riding her slowly. I tried to do half thrusts in and out, but she was having none of it. She wanted all my cock in her, as deep as it would go. Seeing this I accommodated the lady by just bumping the end of my cock against her pubic bone. We kept at this for about 5 minutes, until I tried to slowly pull out. She let me do the slow comfortable screw at that point and I settled in for a long one.

She varied her reactions to my thrusts, and as she did so her hands became busy as well. With her mouth locked on mine in a deep tongue kiss, she began to stroke and scratch the outsides of my thighs, with her nails. She also would reach back and give me some of what I’d given her, with one dainty finger seeking out my asshole. As she did this I felt her signals, so much like her mother’s that she was about to cum. As I also felt this I broke our kiss, and latched onto her left nipple with my mouth and began sucking like mad.

This tactic, I’d used with her mom, also had the desired effect on her. She came hard, and it was all I could do to hold on. She was much stronger and in better shape than Donna, and I knew it would be a close thing to stay in her, until I shot. As she bucked and screamed, I let loose my last load of the night. It wasn’t the biggest one I’d ever shot, but it was one of the very best. I poured it into her pussy like a river, and came down from my orgasm with a shudder.

I felt her lying beneath me in a pool of our collected sweat, and cum. She’d gushed again, and the combination of our fluids was spread across the surface of her pussy and smeared across her thighs, when I pulled my flaccid cock out.

"Damn, that was hot," she whispered.

"You’re not kidding baby," I said also whispering.

"Dad, I’ve got to go downstairs in a few minutes," she said.

"I know; they’re all waiting for you," I said. "But let me ask a favor or two of you first. One, don’t tell your mom I was here, and don’t let anyone else do so either. Two don’t wash up before you go downstairs, and let your mom eat your pussy first thing. I want her to taste our cum. Will you do that for me?"

"Oh yeah," she replied with a twinkle in her eye. "A little cheap revenge on mom then?"

"Yeah and on you," I said. "Oh by the way, your mom also cums really hard if you lick or bite her nipples right before orgasm, but if you finger her ass, she’ll go out of her mind."

"Where are you going to be/" she asked.

"Baby, I’m beat and my poor head needs a break," I replied. "I’m going to grab a shower and a cab and go the fuck home. I won’t wait up for either of you, so have fun."

"Oh dad, I hope you’re not mad at me for keeping the secret and getting you and mom into the group like this," she said very quietly.

"I’m not sure what I am at this point," I said. "I need a little time to sort all this out before I can answer that question. I’m also not sure when or if I want to tell your mom that I know. I’ll have to think about it. But I’ll tell you this, I’ll get some time off from work, and we’ll take you back to school in the motor-home, and maybe we’ll take the time to get to know each other better."

"I can’t wait dad," she said as she walked towards the staircase.

She was completely nude with one hand down between her legs cupping her snatch to keep the mingled cum inside. I sat back on the couch to watch as she entered the playroom and crossed over to the altar. This was a tape I was going to have to have a copy of, but I’d watch the live show first.

 

she asked again as she walked towards me and i still couldnt answer her. by the time she walked over to me i managed to get some words out " hello mistress julia, please forgive me for my rudeness" i said hoping she wouldnt notice the mess behind me. but she did, the look she give me sent chills through out my body. " what is this? you cant do as your told little girl?" she said "mistress im can explain this, i was still cleaning when you came home and im sorry mistress it wouldnt..." she cut me off. she slapped me so hard that all i could was cry which made things worse, she dragged me to the kitchen. at the time she reached around the corner and grabbed the cane. seeing that my chore was not done at all, she pushed me down to my knee. i just sat there waiting for the pain to rain down on me but it didnt. she grab me by the hair and pulled me up from the floor. "is your room at least clean?" she asked, i couldnt answer her.

i knew i was in trouble, she dragged me back to the stairs and pushed me up them. she throw me in her and master's bedroom "you stay here do you understand me?" she said "yes mistress" i said and with that she turned to check on taliya. taliya wasnt as in much trouble as i was, she just had some bags to throw out. mistress walked up to taliyas' door of course taliya greeted her with a smile. mistress had ask taliya why she wasnt done with her room and why i didnt take the bags down for her, taliya told her everything. mistress now knew everything, from me refusing to do my chores down to chatting with taliya while she did her's. mistress returned to me, her eyes an icy blue now. i was so scared that i had moved from where she placed me. she grabbed me up so fast and spun me around. she throw me on the bed.

i didnt move til i felt the cane come down on me, i still had my clothes on so i was okay. "get up ceres" she said i was scared too. i didnt want to make things worse for me so i got up and kept my eyes and head lowered. "do i have to tell you want to do, ceres?" she asked "no mistress" i answer, i wasnt sure where she was going with this. "do i have to watch you everyday, ceres?" "no mistress" "then why must i take time out to deal with you like this, ceres?" i couldnt answer that question and with that she took my clothes off and made me lay flat on my stomach. she started so light that i throught she wasnt going to punish me but i was wrong the pain rainned down on me, she didnt let up til she reach 20. all i could do was cry.

mistress let me lay there for 10 minutes crying. she pulled me up and wrapped me in a sheet and sat me on her legs. she held me til i stopped crying. it was almost time for master to be home. we sat in the chair next to the bed for awhile then she cleaned me up and got me dressed. taliya was already in the kitchen cleaning while master sat at the table. "i didnt hear you come in jon?" she said "go help taliya, ceres me and julia need to have a word" "yes master". i started helping taliya, taliya had already started cooking and master had yelled for me. i walked into the livingroom to find mistress sitting on the sofa and master standing. he looked at me, "tell me ceres, did you disobey us today?" he asked, "yes master, i did".

he spun me around with that answer and pinned me to the wall. he raised my skirt over my bare ass, "please master i wont disobey again please no more" i said crying and he let me go. after we ate i cleaned up, i got to bed at 11 that night before i got the chance to lay down master opened the door "your sleeping with us tonight, ceres" "yes master" i wanted to ask why but i didnt. i just followed him and closed their bedroom door behind me. master put me in the bed that he had on his side and taliya was already in her bed next to mistress. i lay down and fell asleep, i was so tired from what happen that master didnt wake me in the morning.

When Michael drifted into her life, she never suspected that things would change so quickly. There was just some inexplicable reason she felt so connected to him. She had never been as comfortable with anyone in her life as she had become around him. It was the first time she felt like she could be herself around anyone. When he started to break down those defenses she clung so dearly to, he would not let her run away. What surprised her most was that she did not even want to run from it. She was so lost in the excitement and fun that she forgot about what she had been trying to avoid for so long and just let herself go.

He had been hurt many times as well. Both of them had sworn off relationships because of the broken hearts in the past. Neither of them wanted to go through that pain again. Instead of just pushing people away like she often did, Michael hid behind an almost impenetrable shyness. With her that boundary around his heart seemed to melt away as easy as the morning sun melts the autumn frost.

Days turned into weeks, and that connection that was so strong between them, began to grow more intense. Neither of them would ever be able to pinpoint the exact moment it happened. All they knew was that it did happen with such ease that they did not see it coming. They could talk about anything and it would still be all right. There was nothing Lynn could not share with him. Slowly, she began to show him her scars. All Michael could do was tried to comfort her and assure her that she deserved better. He, too, began to open up, revealing things he had not told another living soul.

It was not until a cold Saturday afternoon that things suddenly began to change between them. She showed up at his apartment to spend the day with him. Michael gave her a hug like the ones he had given her many times before, but something felt different today. Lynn dismissed it as just having missed him more than she normally did lately. As they sat down on the sofa to talk, he sat closer than usual. Something like that typically would have made her uncomfortable very quickly. Today, it did not even register to her.

While they were talking about what they had been up to, it happened. It was the moment that would change everything. It was like a fairy tale. It all happened so quickly. Their eyes met and neither could say a word. In the silence, it was as if their hearts cried out for one another. Michael moved a little closer. As he leaned in, Lynn's eyes closed. The kiss was so soft and delicate but filled with such a passion that neither of them could deny it any longer. They both knew right then and there that this was meant to be.

He pulled her closer to him. His body felt so good against hers as his arms wrapped around her. She felt so safe. The kiss deepened, becoming more passionate by the second. Her hand gently rested against his shoulder, holding on to him tightly. Part of her was afraid that it was all just a dream and that she would wake up any moment. She pulled back slowly, breaking the kiss and looking up into his eyes. Her heart felt as if it would burst right out of her chest. The words would not come out. They could not. It was too soon. It would change everything and possibly destroy it.

He caressed her cheek as he looked into her eyes. It felt as if he was staring into her soul. It was the closest she had ever felt to another person in her life. A slight smile crossed his lips. That was the moment she knew that it was no longer just a friendship. Her lower lip quivered as she tried to force the words out. He did not need to hear them. He could see into her heart.

He leaned in, pressing his lips to hers once again. All of her defenses melted away, letting him not only touch her body but her soul as well. His hand slipped down the center of her back, resting gently against the small of her back as he pulled her harder to him. She offered no resistance to his advances. He broke the kiss, releasing her from his grasp for a moment. Lynn feared that something had changed in that moment, that now he did not find her desirable. Much to her surprise, Michael leaned down, scooping her up into his arms and carrying her to the bedroom. Her arms wrapped around his neck as she gazed into his eyes. That was when they both became completely certain that this was right.

Michael laid her down upon his bed, staring at the beautiful creature before him. Deep down he had longed for this moment for a very long time, but never before could he act upon the feelings. Lynn bit down lightly on her lower lip as she shyly looked up at him. He moved onto the bed, lying down next to her. He propped his head up on his hand as he looked at her. The overwhelming urge to kiss her once again surfaced. Michael kissed her softly once again, moving on top of her. Lynn's eyes fluttered shut as she wrapped her arms around him, pulling him closer to her.

His hand rested against the soft curve of her neck as he kissed her. Very slowly, he began to move it down along her collarbone and toward her breasts. He felt her chest rise and fall faster as the desire inside her grew stronger. Finally, his hand came to rest upon her right breast, massaging it softly as they continued to kiss. Lynn moaned softly into the kiss, urging him to continue you. His hand slipped down, tracing along the soft cotton t-shirt before slipping under it.

Lynn drew in a deep breath as she felt his hand against her bare skin. The softness of his touch sent shivers through her as his hand moved back toward her lace-clad breast. The moment they shared was more beautiful than either of them could have imagined it would be. Each breath Michael drew filled him with the soft scent of her perfume. His lips left hers, trailing from her cheek to her jaw line and finally down to her neck. Her head moved to the side, giving him full access to her neck, something that many had been denied. He was delighted as he heard the soft whimper as he began to kiss her warm skin. Her body reacted incredibly to each touch of his lips against her. He continued to cover her neck in delicate kisses before reaching the edge of her shirt.

Now that Michael had gotten a taste of her, he needed more. He eased up onto his knees and stared down at her. He took the hem of her shirt in his hands and slowly began to slide it up her body. Lynn sat up slightly, allowing him to slip the garment off her. Despite how she felt at the moment, her self doubt shown through. Michael's eyes never left hers as she stared up at him self-consciously. His hands moved around her torso, unhooking her bra. Her hands immediately moved to cover her breasts as she laid back. Michael took her hand in his, as sadness filled his eyes. He shook his head slightly.

"Please Lynn, trust me. I do not want you to be shy around me. I think you are beautiful," he sincerely said.

It took all the courage had for Lynn to move her hands. The constant degradation from her ex boyfriend had left her so ashamed of her own body that the thought of exposing herself to someone she now felt so deeply connected to awoken a deep terror inside her. Michael leaned down once again, caressing her smooth skin as his hands pushed the straps of her bra off of her shoulders. His lips met her flesh again, kissing across her collarbone and slowly down her chest. He took his time, savoring every inch of her as he removed her bra.

Lynn's breath came in ragged bursts as each kiss breathed new life into her. She could slowly feel the doubts slipping away as he continued to worship her body an inch at a time. Her fingers intertwined with his hair as she ran her fingers over the back of his neck. A loud moan slipped from her as his lips latched on to her distended nipple. The soft suction from his mouth and the gentle caress of his tongue were driving her wild with desire. She had never experienced such pleasure before with anyone and now she knew she had to have more.

He continued to suckle her nipple as his hand slipped down her stomach, inching toward her jeans. She could feel his erection pressing against her through their clothing as their need for each other intensified. Fear mingled now with the desire he had awoken in her. His mouth left her breast, kissing across the valley between the two fleshy mounds toward the erect center of her left breast. Soon the tiny nub was given the same delicate treatment as the other as his fingers fumbled with the button fly jeans. Her hand moved to his, pulling it away from her pants. He promptly stopped, looking up at her with a puzzled look on his face. He was clearly worried that he had overstepped bounds with her.

She leaned up, kissing him softly as she pulled his shirt slowly off. She pulled him back down with her, running her fingers slowly over his spine. Her nails lightly brushed along his skin, sending chills through him. She broke the kiss, laying back and smiling at him. Her hands gently pushed him away, encouraging him to lay back. She slithered from under him, sitting on the edge of the bed as she watched him relax. Her hands moved quickly to his pants as she started to unfasten them. She felt in control again, pushing her vulnerability aside as much as she could as she tried to detach herself from her emotions. She knew it was the only way she could survive this.

He lifted his hips off the bed as her fingers hooked under the waistband of his boxers. She slowly removed both articles and laid them at the foot of the bed. He watched her closely. He could almost see a physical change in her as she moved between his legs. He understood what she was doing, and no matter how much she tried to succeed, he could not let her. He watched the transformation of her movements, seeing the old defenses immerging. As her fingers wrapped around his swollen shaft, he let out a pleasurable sigh. Her skillful touch was almost too much for him. She leaned in closer, letting the tip of her tongue trace over the smooth warm flesh at the head. She made tight little circles over it, letting each one expand slightly before she allowed the head to penetrate her warm mouth.

He groaned softly as her tongue tickled his flesh, making it even harder for him to concentrate. He wanted the feeling to continue but he knew if he let her build that wall again, the connection they had shared would be cut off completely. His hand landed tenderly against her jaw, lifting her face as he pulled her away from his engorged shaft. He could see the fear in her eyes as she tried to evade his gaze. He sat up, pulling her body to his and hugging her tight. She did not understand why he was doing this. She tried to pull out of his embrace but he held on tight, brushing her hair away from her face as he looked into her eyes once again.

"What do you want from me?" she asked in a broken voice. "What do you want?"

He could see the tears starting to form in her eyes as she awaited his answer. She was terrified that he had suddenly found her unpleasant. Her lower lip quivered almost undetectable. He stroked her cheek as he smiled at her. She felt rigid in his embrace. The fear and self-doubt had once again reared its ugly head.

"I want to make love to you Lynn. I just want to love you," he whispered.

The tears streamed down her cheeks as she looked at him in disbelief for a moment. She could tell he was truly sincere. Lynn buried her face against his chest as he held her. It took all she had not to completely break down. No one had ever used those words with her. No one had ever made love to her before. She was unsure what to expect. She lifted her face, looking up into his eyes once again. He just smiled at her, wiping away her tears with his fingertips. He felt the stiffness slipping away as he laid her back down against the bed.

Her eyes never left his as he began to undress her fully. Like a child, she sought his guidance, his reassurance. He loved her deeply, that was evident in everything he was doing. She drew in slow controlled breathes as she felt his hands begin to tug on her jeans. She lifted her body slightly, allowing him to remove them completely. The thin white thong that covered the smooth skin remained in place. He moved over her once again, and began to kiss his way down her body. Her soft gasps and moans made it clear that she was surrendering to the feelings she feared most.

She could feel the warmth of his breath against her skin as he moved down slowly toward the tiny patch of fabric that covered her sex. The scent of her made his mouth water. Even through the material of her panties, she could feel the warmth of his lips as he kissed down them. Her legs spread for him slowly, still a bit reluctant about letting herself go. He could see that she was finally accepting what was happening, that she was opening herself up to him in a way she had not opened herself to anyone in a very long time. He kissed along the edges of the panties, feeling the soft skin against his lips.

Her breathing was becoming noticeably labored as the urgent need began to build inside her. She tried to sit up, to make him let her please him as well. He just shook his head as he looked at her. She parted her lips to speak but was quickly stopped as he put his finger to her lips.

"No Lynn. Please, I want this. I want to make you feel like you have never felt before. I want you to lie back down and enjoy it as much as I am enjoying doing this," he said reassuringly.

She nodded, laying back as he returned to what he was doing. His lips grazed her panty-clad lips, making her shiver with pleasure. Slowly his tongue traced over the little pearl just above them. Lynn ached with desire for him. His tongue dipped down, dragging over her lips again. She squirmed, feeling him push the fabric harder against her flesh as it became increasingly wet. His fingers hooked into the sides of her panties and eased them down slowly. His palms glided over her thighs and down her legs as he removed the final barrier between them.

She could see a hunger in his eyes when he looked at her. He lowered his head, his tongue immediately moving over her soft swollen lips. She moaned loudly as she felt the thick fleshy flaps part and his tongue push into her. Once he had a taste of her, he could not get enough. His tongue darted in and out of her, lapping at the sweetness she secreted. She gripped handfuls of the bedding beneath her, clutching the sheets as his touch gave her such pleasure. His nose rubbed gently against her clit, sending her into the first shuddering orgasm of the night. Michael eagerly swept every drop of the delicious fluid into her mouth with his tongue. His lips then moved over her clit as he brought his finger to the moist slit.

Slowly he pressed into her, letting his finger slip in deeper as she moaned loudly. Lynn murmured as she writhed against the bed. He added a second finger, easing it in patiently before turning them. He curled his fingers slightly, feeling for the spongy spot on the upper wall. His fingers moved in and out of her slowly, grazing that spot with every pass. His tongue swirled against her throbbing little bud as his fingers teased her velvety folds.

He listened to each soft sound she made, noting every nuance in his mind as he learned exactly where to touch to elicit a specific reaction. Lynn's body trembled under his skillful manipulations of her flesh. In her lifetime, she had never experienced something so special and so pleasurable. She could not explain it if she had to. There were no words that could even begin to describe what she was feeling at that moment. Quickly, he drew out another intense climax from her.

He sat back on his heels, smiling at her, his lips and all around his mouth glistening with her wetness. She stared at him in complete awe. He could see a fire in her eyes now that raged, destroying any self doubt that had remained. He licked his lips, still savoring the taste of her. Before he could lick the honeyed juices from his fingers, she took his hand in hers. She guided Michael's fingers toward her mouth, letting her tongue dance over the damp digits before sliding them between her lips. She suckled softly as she stared up into his eyes, continuing to clean the taste from his fingers.

He moved over her as she laid back. Her arms snaked around his neck as she pulled him down to her. The kiss was the most passionate they had shared. Her tongue slipped between his lips, seeking out more of her own taste upon him. Her hips moved, lifting and lowering slightly as she felt the tip of his manhood against her moist flesh. Their moans mingled as they kissed, hands exploring every bit of flesh they could. Her lips were parting again as the head of his swollen shaft nestled between them. He pushed in slowly as her hips rose to meet his.

The sounds of their passions increased as their bodies moved as one. His mouth left hers, kissing back to her neck once again. Her muscles milked him as his rigid cock worked slowly in and out of her. Her moans became more passionate as her body crushed against his. Her nails raked lightly down his back as she bucked into him. His teeth caught her flesh between them, nipping gently at her neck. He groaned as he felt her body react, her muscles clenching around him.

Her breathing became frenzied as she started to grind her hips against his. Again, she was shaking, caught in the grips of an intense orgasm. Her muscles spasmed around him, bringing him closer to climax. Michael fought with all his might to keep from losing control. It felt too good to be inside her like this for him to let the feeling end so quickly. The sound of his voice in her ear urged her on. Her voice filled the room as she reached new heights of pleasure.

Her nails dug into his flesh as her body writhed beneath him. He looked down into her eyes as another orgasm blossomed. Her soft panting breathes mingled with her moans as she stared back at him. It was more than he could take. Michael's pace quickened as the throbbing became unbearable. In an instant, her womb was flooded with his seed. He collapsed against her as they rode out the intense waves of pleasure.

With his head resting on her chest, he could hear her heart pounding. Once they both were starting to calm down, he raised up, resting his weight on one elbow. His fingers brushed over her cheek as they gazed into each other's eyes. Michael had accomplished the impossible. Not only had he fought past all of the painful emotions of her past and his shyness, he had managed to connect with her like no one else had ever done. In that moment, Lynn felt something she had never felt before. Despite the thin sheen of sweat that covered her body, the mass of tangles her soft auburn hair was in, and all of her former misconceptions that led her to see herself as a hideous monster, Michael made her feel beautiful.

“Good evening Richard”, Tom smiled.

“Good evening Mr. Cole, thanks for inviting me over” Richard said a little nervously, “Serena said you wanted to talk to me.”

“Indeed I do son, indeed I do” Tom said, moving away from the door and motioning the young man inside.

In the foyer, Serena stood on the stairway and watched the two most important men in her life make small talk. Clearing her throat nervously, she stepped down and saw both men look up and smile. Serena was flattered by their approval, she had dressed very carefully tonight and knew that her slim body was especially well showcased in the knit dress that hugged her curvy figure and molded to her firm breasts. Yes, she was well pleased with her looks. Now to get Daddy to agree to let her marry Richard and all would be well.

Richard held out his hand to Serena. She glanced quickly to her father and saw the subtle nod of his head with relief. Taking Richard’s hand, she moved to his side and together they followed Tom to the den.

Tom motioned the couple to the sofa and sat in the adjoining armchair studying the two together . The young man was certainly as polite as he had been each time he arrived to take Serena out on a date . They made a striking couple Tom mused, Richard’s dark wavy hair and tanned skin a wonderful contrast to Serena’s blonde locks and milky complexion so reminiscent of her mother.

Tom turned to his daughter. “Serena, please go into the kitchen and make tea and a light snack for our guest. I’d like to speak with Richard alone for a while. Give us about 30 minutes and then you may return”.

Serena flashed a quick anxious look at Richard and sent up a quick prayer that this time all would go well for her future husband. The other two men had left angrily within the first 10 minutes of their talk with her father and she had been forbidden to speak with them ever again. No explanation, just a command.

“Sure Daddy” Serena smiled and got to her feet. Giving a last hopeful look at Richard’s slightly frightened face, she left for the kitchen.

“A beautiful girl don’t you think Richard?” Tom asked, as they both watched his daughter’s slim hips swing as she left the room. “She’ll make some man a lucky bride”

“Oh yes Sir, Serena is the most beautiful woman I’ve ever dated” Richard replied nervously, hoping her father didn’t hear the longing in his voice to spread his daughter’s legs and send his cock deep into her tight pussy. That tight dress she was wearing tonight was sending his temperature as well as his cock skyward.  After months of dating, Serena hadn’t allowed any more than kissing and fondling, and the young man’s cock was feeling the strain.

“Glad you appreciate my daughter, Son. Now Serena tells me that you have asked her to marry you and that she would like to say yes. Do you understand that she needs my permission to marry?” Tom asked seriously.

“Yes, Sir. I understand that Serena wants to marry me but she says you have to give your permission before we can become engaged”. Richard said, hoping that Tom would give it soon and end the agony of suspense.

“Well Son, I’m sure you love her and even more sure that you want to have her naked in your bed wrapped around your cock. But it’s what I want that matters.” Tom calmly stated.

Richard looked up sharply, coming quickly to the realization that Tom was the master of his domain and that this wasn’t going to be as easy as he had originally thought. “Excuse me Sir?” he blurted.

“You heard me right. If after our talk I decide that you are not the right man for Serena, you will leave this house and never hear from nor contact my daughter again. Ever. The same applies if during our discussion you feel the need to rescind your offer of marriage to Serena.” Tom declared.

Shockwaves of panic rumbled through Richard. Why would talking to her father make him want to take back his proposal? Richard wanted Serena more than he had ever wanted any girl and just hoped that it was enough to get him though this ordeal.

“So let me start with a few questions first” Said Tom. “Are you a virgin Richard?”

“No Sir!” Richard sputtered, shocked at the question.

Tom ignored the young man’s obvious discomfiture and continued. “Do you have first hand knowledge if my daughter is a virgin Richard? In other words, have you fucked my beautiful daughter Richard?”

“N…N...No Sir” Richard stuttered, his heart stopping for a moment, then giving a lurch at the bluntness of the question. Thank god wanting to doesn’t count, he thought, or this might be over quickly with his cock being separated from his balls.

“Right answer, Son” Tom smiled, confirming sufficiently in his mind that Richard had not forced or strenuously seduced his daughter to submit her body. Maybe this one had enough submissive in him to make the grade, Tom thought. He certainly was showing the body language, nervously clearing his throat and waiting for what was to come.

“Now I want to tell you about my daughter before we go any further. Listen carefully and hold any comments, there will be a test at the end” smirked Tom, glancing at the young man to see if Richard even noticed that he had been given commands instead of requests.

“Yes, Sir” croaked Richard, having no idea what Serena’s father might tell him, even less idea if he wanted to hear it, and much less clue about what a test meant.

Tom began. “I’ve been widowed from the time Serena was thirteen….”

Tom continued his tale in a perfectly moderated tone, easily done since he had already had two dress rehearsals with the two previous losers. He kept a careful eye on Richard during the telling to gauge his reactions.

Tom had been widowed early in life when his daughter was thirteen years of age. Though he kept himself in good shape and had not lost his youthful appearance, he had not found a replacement mother for Serena. Over time, and with the help of his housekeeper Melinda, father and daughter adjusted to their new life together and found that the two of them were more than enough of a family unit on their own. Since that time, Tom dated occasionally but never bothered to bring women home to meet his daughter. While not one night stands, the women were easily disposable when the time came. Sex with one was much the same as the next, nothing near to the relationship he had with his wife Karen. Tom was a naturally dominant man and found that Karen’s submissive nature brought out the best in him. Within a few months of their marriage, Karen was totally submissive and willing to do anything he asked. Perfection. Exactly what marriage should be and what the women who wandered into and out of his life from time to time didn’t want. They wanted to be independent, they wanted to call the shots in bed, they wanted to lead Tom around by his cock and that was never going to happen. So time passed and Tom remained a single father dedicating his time to raising a beautiful daughter on his own.

Tom noticed Richard convulsively swallow and raise his eyebrows at the description of his wife as a submissive. A good sign, thought Tom as he continued.

Delightfully, the housekeeper Melinda also proved to be of a submissive nature. A married woman in her mid thirties, Melinda had not objected when one day Tom had introduced her to domination on the pretext that his exercise room needed a good cleaning. A few commands and a threat to her job was all it took to have the attractive housekeeper naked and nicely placed in a position allowing access to all her charms. Having married a less than adequate husband in all avenues, Melinda took to her new job duties quickly and objected very little as her training progressed deeper and deeper into domination and submission. She slowly became totally ruled by Tom, who controlled everything down to the nights she was allowed to have sex with her husband and when she would be allowed to conceive. She now had two beautiful children, both fully supported by Tom. Although he wasn’t their biological father, since he had controlled the timing of their conception, he was their mother’s Master and relished absolute control of his pet. Tom paid Melinda very well for the privilege of being her master and in turn Melinda provided an outlet for Tom’s dominations and sexual needs. A discrete and pleasant arrangement for both.

At this point in the story, Richard paled noticeably and looked nervously at Tom. What had any of this to do with Serena? This guy was a sex control freak, thought Richard as he shifted slightly on the sofa to rearrange his cock which had sprung to life again at the vision of the housekeeper on her back with legs widely spread, submitting to her Master. Richard then felt goosebumps as the image gradually changed to himself on his back, naked and submitting to anything asked of him, hands and lips bringing him time and time again to climax. He leaned a little forward to cover the glowing bulge in his lap as Tom continued with the story.

Tom glanced at Richard’s lap and felt his own cock stir slightly as he resumed telling Richard the story of his daughter.

Serena had endured enough with the death of her mother in her young life without having to deal with the jealousy that comes with sharing her father with another woman. When Melinda had proved to be satisfactory, dating had become a rarity for Tom. He stayed home nights and the living arrangement worked for well for the all of them, Melinda was a loving influence on Serena whereas Tom was strict with his daughter, using mild punishments to make her behave to his expectations. Tom’s goal was to make Serena a submissive woman as her mother had been, able to make a good wife to some lucky man of his choice in the future. Her serious training had started a bit ahead of schedule on the last day of school before summer break. Serena had been showing a natural rebellious streak so common to teenagers. She began staying out later than was allowed and never bothered to call her father and let him know where she was and with whom. Grounding her didn’t seem to be effective and Tom was sure that Serena’s evenings with her girlfriends was just a cover story for trying to meet boys. Boys that she wasn’t introducing to her father for his inspection and approval. Knowing that the behavior Serena was exhibiting would most likely lead to pregnancy and other undesirable consequences, Tom had put his foot down immediately and decided to put her in a self-designed aggressive three month program of behavior modification that had worked well with his late wife.

Richard gasped aloud. His cock came to full throbbing attention as he envisioned his beautiful Serena being made to become submissive. He’s honestly never noticed that she was like that, she just seemed to be innocent and pure. I guess the training worked, he thought wryly.

Day one of Serena’s training had been an especially trying time for the both of them, Tom continued. The beautiful headstrong girl thought that she had her Daddy wrapped around her little finger and proceeded to begin to tell Tom how she was going to live her life. Tom let her rant for exactly one minute before taking her by the arm and leading her into the very room in which she had now sat with her young man.

“Sit down Serena and don’t speak until I give you permission!” Tom shouted. “You are now going to hear what you are going to do and make no mistake, you will do it all exactly as I command.”

“But Daddy!” Serena interjected, as he motioned her to sit on the sofa.

“No talking!” he repeated, “Unless you want to be tied up and gagged. I would like that but I promise you that you won‘t.” the visual making his cock shift and spring to life. Just the thought of his beautiful daughter naked, bound and stretched tight, her full lips clenched around a gag halting all speech so that her emotions were only visible from her beautiful blue eyes, all her milky skin available to touch, her entire body displayed and offered in humility for any use he envisioned made Tom’s heart jolt in his chest and his cock lengthen, pulling the fabric tight in his trousers.

Serena’s mouth hung open in mid-word, would he really do that? Tie her up and put something in her mouth to stop her from talking back to him? She quickly closed her mouth after making the decision that he might just do it. Daddy was as angry as she’d ever seen him. He also had a bulge in his pants that the girls at school had described as a boner, which meant that his cock was getting hard. Serena had no actual experience with cocks, having never even seen one, but it looked big and menacing and she knew that it was designed to fit into a female‘s secret place between her legs. Just the thought of something big and long going up into her body was almost terrifying but exciting at the same time. Blushing deep red, Serena lowered her eyes and tried not to imagine how that would feel. She took a deep breath and let it out slowly, presenting a calmness that hid the wild fluttering in her chest and a sudden moistness between her legs.

“Much better” Tom smiled and caressed his daughter’s shoulder lightly. He was pleased to feel her galloping heartbeat, she was taking him as seriously as she should. He was establishing himself as her Master and her teacher. A little fear was always a helpful tool. He took a deep breath to get his cock under control enough to explain what he wanted from Serena without letting too much of his total plan out. That would come later.

“Now let me tell you what will be expected of you in the next few months”, Tom said as he lowered himself to sit closely beside Serena on the sofa, his knee slightly pressing on hers as he turned to his daughter. . This had the planned effect, effectively caging her against the arm of the sofa and making it perfectly clear who was calling the shots in the discussion. Serena’s role was to listen only.

“First, you are confined to the house at all times unless accompanied by me. You will assist Melinda around the house during the day and the evenings are for your training. We will start this evening.” Tom stated.

Serena again tensed and opened her mouth to shout “No!” but seeing her father looking sternly into her eyes, she quickly saw that that would not be the smart thing to do at this point and shut it just as quickly. Surely Daddy was just blowing hot air and she could get him to forget all about this in a few days after he’s had his opportunity to act like a tough guy. That had always worked in the past after all. Serena sat quietly and waited for her father to continue.

Tom inwardly smiled, she was naturally submissive to him, just as her mother had been. Good, he thought, it has been a while since I practiced that in this house. This was going to work out fine for the both of them in the end. All Serena needed was a firm loving hand to set her on the right course and he was just the man to do it. Little did she know that in the wall behind where she sat at this moment was a hidden door to a room in which her mother had spent so much time proving her submission and obedience to her husband over the years. Tom had spent many hours in that room recalling training sessions with his beautiful young wife and now began to contemplate how to use the same training method on his nubile young daughter. A rush of pleasure flooded his groin, drawing it tight and hot. Admonishing himself to regain control of his body, Tom looked at Serena and continued.

“You know that I want the best for you. Unfortunately, teenagers don’t know what is best for them, they only know what they want. So I’m going to be the one that decides what you will do and when you will do it. Follow my instructions and you’ll do just fine. Disobey and you will be immediately punished. Do you understand?” Tom asked.

“I.. I think so Daddy.” Serena replied. “But please don‘t punish me! I’ll behave, honest I will”. Tears welled up in the teenagers eyes as she begged for things to return to the way they were.

Tom gazed at his daughter, debating how much to tell her of the training without giving away that before it was over, Serena would be as compliant as her mother. Anything he told her to do would be done, anything at all. Take it slowly, he thought.

“My goal in your training is to make you submissive to me, obedient in all things. Although you may see this as unnecessary in this day and age, I assure you that it is. Look around you at the adult world. Women marry and then divorce, their husbands cheat on them with any woman available or go to prostitutes to meet their needs, then they end up as single mothers struggling to make it in a very tough world. Why? Because they didn’t take the time to find a man who truly loved them and had their best interests at heart. They settled for wimps who didn’t have the balls take control of their woman. Pretty soon, there’s no respect on either side and the marriage ultimately collapses, hurting both partners and especially any children that they made along the way. I am determined that you avoid a miserable life like that at all costs Serena, because I love you.”

“Rule 1 - You will call me Sir or Master during our training time together. Daddy is for other times when we are alone or in the company of others.”

“Rule 2 - You will no longer go out with boys until you have my permission and then my approval for the specific boy in which you are interested. If he shows signs of maturing to meet my standards, I will give my permission. If not, you will not speak to nor communicate with him again. Clear so far?” Tom asked.

Serena was stunned. And simply stared in shock at her father. Sir or Master? That sounded like she was going to be his slave or something. This couldn’t be happening to her.

“I asked if that is clear Serena” Tom said forcefully, taking her chin in his hand and staring into her startled wide blue eyes.

Serena couldn’t hold it inside any longer..

“No!” she cried “You can’t do this to me Daddy!”. She twisted away from her father and tried to bolt from the sofa. Tom grabbed her by the waist and pulled her stomach onto his lap, holding her legs as they flailed wildly in an attempt to escape, immobilizing his daughter exactly in the position in which he wanted.

Serena tensed and stilled as she realized her position and knew that she was going to be spanked. She also felt the hard ridge of her father’s cock against her stomach, growing harder as she wriggled trying to get loose. She was in turns excited, horrified, and curious. It was a humiliating position for a girl in her late teens and not one in which she had ever imagined herself being in. She was at her father’s mercy.

“I can see that only punishment will get through to you Serena. You will now receive an illustration of what happens when you attempt to have it your way.” Tom growled as he flipped up the hem of her skirt exposing her panty covered globes. “You will receive 5 spanks to your naked ass for disobeying me and another five for talking back. If you speak a word during the spanking, it will be doubled.” He rubbed his hand lightly over her firm bottom to emphasize his meaning. His hand caressed smooth warm skin through the sheer panties. He then hooked two fingers in the waistband and slowly slid his daughter’s panties over her long smooth legs and dropped them to the floor.

Serena tensed her ass as she felt the first blow connect solidly. The searing sting had her biting her lip not to cry out and tears formed in her eyes. Nine more to go she thought in a panic, oh no, this has to be a bad dream.

“One” Tom counted, caressing her ass in a circular motion as he reveled in his control over Serena. She had jerked on his cock as his hand crashed on her cheek, causing his cock to jump against her stomach. Taking advantage of her shock at being spanked on her father’s knee, Tom made the decision to see how far his headstrong daughter would let him explore without complaint, a first test of submission.

Tom paused and shot Richard a speculative look. The young man was pale as a ghost and beginning to breathe heavily, both hands covering his crotch to hide a straining erection. Obviously excited by the tale, thought Tom gratefully. The others who had made this far into the story were ready to beat his ass and break his legs by this time, ranting about incest and the cops. Tom had been prepared with a juicy piece of blackmail for each of them and they had been quickly silenced and ejected from his daughter’s life forever. Richard, on the contrary, was shocked but seemed to be taking it well and with more than a passing interest if his jutting cock was any indication. Another good sign, Tom noted, as he took in a breath to resume Serena’s story.

By blow five, Serena’s milky white skin was rosy red and warm to the touch. Palm prints were evident on both cheeks and Tom’s cock was relishing her sexy movements in reaction to the spanking. He was also pleased that she was following his instructions not to speak and was letting his hand travel a little further south with each blow. Tom was sure that when he reached her pussy it would be wet. He could smell the delicate aroma of pussy juice in the air.

By the tenth blow, Serena was squirming trying to find a position that wouldn’t push her father’s stiff cock against her pussy. She had unconsciously parted her legs early in the spanking in an attempt to find a less embarrassing position than riding her father‘s cock, inadvertently giving Tom tempting flashes of her glistening pussy, the tender inside of a creamy thigh, and the tight rosebud hidden between her now reddening bottom. Serena hung her head and cringed, as much as she wanted to deny it she was getting wet from the pressure of her father’s cock on her sensitive clit and the stroking of her ass comforting her after each blow. She was half naked on her father’s lap and getting aroused from the spanking, softly panting like a bitch in heat waiting for the next move. Oh God, why was he making her feel this way? Every time her pussy was pushed against his cock, streaks of heat coursed through her pussy making her want to turn over and put his hard cock inside. None of the boys she had gone out with had ever made her this needy, this horny, this excited. When Serena felt her father’s hand travel down between her legs and caress her moist pussy, she thought she would faint with mortification.

“Ah, there you go sweetheart, nice and wet.”, Tom whispered into Serena’s ear. “Time to check if you have been a good girl or a bad girl.”

Serena tensed at she felt her father’s finger parting the folds of her pussy, brushing slightly against her engorged clit as it moved downward into her waiting hole. He pushed slowly into her pussy until bumping up against the proof of her innocence.

Nothing would ever be the same again between them.

Tom felt his daughter’s intact barrier and rejoiced. Moving his finger slowly in and out, he heard Serena groan and clench on his finger. If he continued, she would cum on his lap with her legs spread and her bottom nicely warmed. As much as he wanted to give her that gift, Tom knew that controlling her climax was essential to maintain domination. She would cum when he wanted her to and not a second before. Plenty of time for that later.

Withdrawing his finger from Serena‘s pussy, Tom felt her shift as if trying to retain the fullness. She would be a joy to train, innocent and but susceptible to surrender all to a forceful man. Tom rearranged Serena’s clothing and sat his daughter back gently on the sofa, again looking deeply into her eyes.

“Shall we continue with the rules now Serena?” he questioned.

“Yes, Sir” Serena replied, afraid to say anything more. Her ass stung something fierce and her pussy was throbbing, sending alternate waves of pleasure and pain through her inexperienced body. Her mind was working frantically to understand what had just happened to her. She was humiliated but also feeling a strange pleasure remembering the feel of Daddy’s finger inside her. He must love her more than anyone to do something this drastic to make sure she behaved. Serena remembered conversations with her girlfriends who often talked of their fathers as though they were never around and ignored their children totally. Her Daddy was definitely not a hands-off father.

Tom stroked his daughter’s face as he continued, getting her totally comfortable with his touch.

“Rule 3 - Training hours are from 7-9pm each night and will take place in this room. You will be punished if you are late for any reason and you will wear whatever I specify. No exceptions.” Tom saw a flash of fear in Serena’s eyes when he mentioned her apparel during training, but she remained silent and waited for him to continue.

“Rule 4 - Training will include sexual education and instruction to increase your limited knowledge of your body and that of a man. This will include physical contact at my discretion to train you in how to please a man and how to be pleased. You may resist but I assure you it will be futile. I will do what is right for you in all ways. You will do what is right by not giving away your virginity until I give you permission and choose the lucky recipient. After every date you will present yourself to me for a test to see if you have complied. You will be submissive in all ways to me and both you and your future husband will thank me later that you were.“

Tom finished and looked at his daughter. Serena was now in complete shock. Panic welled up within her mind as she began to realize that sweet talking her Daddy out of this was never going to work. In fact, this was probably going to go further than her inexperienced mind could conceive. A single tear overflowed her eye and ran silently down her cheek.

“Well Serena, are you ready to begin your training?“, asked Tom, brushing the tear away gently.

Serena blanched and swallowed hard. No escape, only surrender.

“Yes, Sir” she mumbled fearfully, her eyes downcast and her mind whirling at all the possibilities of what forms her surrender might take.

Tom stopped and cast an ominous look at the silent Richard, who was looking rather glazed, breathing heavily, and trying not to cum in his pants while trying to figure out why Tom was telling him all this. The boy was so turned on that Tom thought he saw trails of steam coming out of Richard’s ears. Lusty boy, he thought, that will come in very handy. Tom then concluded his tale.

“Serena is now 21 Richard, she’s beautifully compliant in all ways and now wants to get married and start a family of her own. Understandable, within my limits of course. If you are still interested in marrying my daughter, say so now and we will continue with a little test I have in mind for the both of you to make sure you are truly compatible for marriage. You can stay and participate in any way I see fit or leave and break off any future communication of any kind with Serena. No discussion and no compromise. I have photos of your father and a young woman not his wedded wife in a very compromising position that will be sent to your mother if you at any time try to cause trouble with my family and I can assure you that I will use them.”

“Well, what’s it going to be, Son?”, inquired Tom.

Richard looked up sharply and knew exactly what Serena had felt at her spanking. No escape, only surrender if he wanted to marry Serena and keep his father‘s sins from killing his mother. That thought and the provocative image of Serena perched over her father’s knee getting her bottom spanked was all it took.

“Yes Mr. Cole, I want to continue” Richard said weakly.

“Good news Son, I was hoping you’d say that” Tom smiled, clapping Richard‘s back to seal the bargain.

 (To be Continued)

I said to her , why dont we rub each other as it always feels good when someboby else does it, I had rubbed a couple of girls at school but nothing serious . Kate said Oh god I dont know I have never done this before, I said if you dont like it we can stop. So she said ok we moved next to each otherand we put our hands on each other, she was absoluly soaked. I started rubing her slidding her clit between my fingers , moving them up and down gently at first, she was rotating her hips pushing her soaking wet pussy against my hand, I then sliped a finger inside her , she gasped for breath and with her other hand pushed my finger deep inside herself. Shewas pushing my finger into her and pushing here pussy back to meet every thrust with my finger.

I said to her I wanted to lick her, she screamed out OH YES  OH YES , I moved between her wide spread legs and put my mouth on to wet pussy , I was running my tounge the full leath of her pussy I then stuck another finger into her , she called out more put more in , so inserted a third then a forth pushing them in right to the knuckles,all the time useing my tounge on here hard clit. This went on for several minites then she started to breath really deeply and quickly and screamed out IM CUMMING IM CUMMING IM CUMMING. then i felt the gush of her cum onto my fingers that we still rammed all the way up her, I then pulled out my fingers and put my mouth against her pussy so I could suck out her cum.

She layed back totally out of breath with a massive smile on her face. She looked into my eyes and said to me Im all yours I will do anything you want me to, I want to be your slut . and she said again you can do anything you want to me and i will do anything to you that you want.

 I thought wow this is going to be fun , but right at that moment there was two things I wanted one was to have my pussy eaten and to blow my load all over her face and the other was to stick as many fingers as i could up her hot little arse.

I climbed on top of her and sat on her face, then I screamed eat me slut eat me , I told her to stick her fingers into me,I ground my pussy into her face ,I am sure she was having trouble breathing,but I didnt careI had my hands on either side of her head pulling it into soaking wey pussy while I pushed down on her .All of a sudden I felt start to tingle which rushed through my whole body as  i screamed at kate to pull her fingers out and to drink my cum , I was grinding my pussy into her face and screaming drink my cum you slut do on drink me , I then collaped on to the bed exhausted.

We layed there for a while cuddling and kissing, then kate said to me I ment what I said before I want to be your slut and you can doanything you want to me and I will doanything you tell me .And I liked it when you were being rough with me IT makes me feel like I am being forced to do it ,and that really turns me on.

I said there is one more thing I want to do to you tonight.she said whats that. Im going to stick my finger up you arse, she looked a shocked, as I dont think she had cosidered anal sex. I said to her dont you like the idea of something being shoved up your arse. she said I dont know IT will probably hurt wont it, I said probably I never had anything up my arse . But your my little slut so shut and roll over, kate rolled over on here tummy,I climbed between here legs and started to lick her arse ,I could tell she was enjoying it, as she was lifting her arse to meet my tounge. I then told her to get up on her hands and knees,and pull her arse cheeks apart. I said to her theres two ways we can do this, either nice and gently and slowly ,letting you get use to it so it doesnt cause you to much pain, which is the way I should do it to my good friend. Or of course I could just get two or three fingers and just ram them in , which I am sure would really hurt you and cause you heaps of pain.

Its a hard disision do i treat my wonderful friend right and do it gentally or ,go well fuck her, im just going to give it to her I dont care how much it hurts the dirty slut.

I moved around to her face and said well how are we going to do this ,one way or another your going to have my fingers up your arse so what should it be?. Now what did you say you were? Im your slut , well taking that into consideration and as training for other nasty painful things i am going to make you do in the future,Im going to just ram you now get on your hands and knees bitch shove the pillow on your mouth and put your hand on your cunt and start rubbing this is going to hurt.

I put my fingers togeather and put them up against her tight virginal arse hole, I said are you ready to take it bitch ,I grabbed her thighwith the other hand to stop her pulling away. I pushed my fingers into her tight little opening ,it would go at first it was so tightbut i pushed and her arse stsrted to open up , she was trying to pull away ansd was scraming in pain , but I didnt care I screamed at her to shut up and shoved my fingers even deeper into her. She was obviously in a heap of pain but I just didnt care by this stage I was so turned on I had nothing else on my mind ecept to get every fraction of an inchof my fingers as far up her hot little arse as I could get then. I had reached my knuckes so ai slid them out a bit and I could feel her relax a bit ,so I pulled them almost all the way out  and then shoved them back up just as hard. icontiued to do this for while and i could tell she was getting use it , I told her to rub her pussy as i continued to slid my fingers into her arse hole then with the other hand I smacked her arse cheek really hard , with that she screamed and started to spasmramming arse back against my handuntil my knuckes went into her arse as welland she collaped onto the bed in a massive orgasm.

She layed there for a while breathless. she the rolled over looked at me ,and said, I AM YOUR LITTLE SLUT AND YOU CAN DO ANYTHING TO ME.

  

            After I had cleaned up really good I went to my room. Mom and my Sisters were all three sitting on my bed. They had several items of lingerie that I had always liked. They dressed me in a satiny pair of panties with matching garter belt and stockings, then a really nice silky nightgown that just covered the top of the stockings. Mom then told me to sit down for a minute. For the first time ever they applied makeup to my face. This was a new experience but it did make me feel really sexy. Mom said for me to wait in my room with my Sisters until she came to get me. It was just a minute before she did. She took me by the hand and led me to her and Dad’s room. Several candles placed around the room lighted the room. Dad was lying on the bed patiently waiting for us.

            Mom gently led me to the bed and said for me to lie next to him. She removed her housecoat to reveal she was dressed in an outfit just like mine. She climbed into the bed and started kiss Dad. They broke the kiss and Dad turned towards me and gently kissed me on the lips. I was really nervous but excited at the same time. After we kissed for a minute or so Mom said that the first thing I needed to do was to learn how to suck his dick. She opened her mouth and slid it into her mouth. She began a rhythmic bobbing of her head and it appeared that dad was enjoying it. She let it slide out of her mouth and told me to “come here” I slid over to her and she said, “Okay, just open your mouth and put it in. When you have as much in your mouth as you can comfortably get close your lips around it. Watch your teeth, and slide your mouth up and down the length while sucking it.” So that is what I did. I opened my mouth and took it in. Closed my lips around it and slip my mouth up and down the length while sucking. It felt so warm and hard in my mouth. I heard Dad start to breath really fast. He said, “ I’m going to come soon”. I was enjoying it so much that I wanted him to come in my mouth. He tensed up as his dick felt like it expanded as he came in my mouth. I don’t know how but I managed to get it all without chocking. I liked the way it tasted. It was both salty and twangy at the same time. Mom said that I could spit it out if I wanted but I swallowed it instead.

            After resting for a few minutes Dad said that he was ready to continue. Mom said for me to take off my panties and get comfortable on my stomach. I did as she instructed and got really comfortable in the middle of the bed. I felt Dad get up close behind me and start kissing the back of my neck. As he did he gently rubbed the cheeks of my ass. Then he slid his finger in against my hole. He gently rubbed me until suddenly his finger slid inside. I tensed a little but I really liked the way it felt. I relaxed and he continued to slide his finger in and out of me. Then he slid a second finger in. He continued to slide his fingers in and out of me until he had a third finger in me. He slowly removed all three fingers and said to Mom “I think he’s ready.” Mom then spread my cheeks she said “this may be cold at first. I am putting some lubricating jelly so that everything will go easier.” She applied some of the jelly directly to my hole and massaged it in. Then she slid away from me and Dad came up behind me again.

            He kissed the back of my neck again and suddenly I felt the head of his dick pressed against my hole. He applied a gentle but steady pressure as he slid into me. Before I knew it I had his entire dick inside of me. He began to gently slide in and out of me. Dad started fucking me faster and faster until I felt his dick expand like it did in my mouth. He went stiff and I felt the warmth as he came inside of me. The combined feeling of the stockings, nightgown, the fullness of having his dick in me, the warmth of his cum were just to much and I shot my own cum all over the bed and my lingerie. It was wonderful. Dad let his cock slip out of me and we both just lay there basking in the afterglow of the experience.

            Mom told me later that I would soon be able to be with the girls sexually if I wanted. I did but that is another story as is the experiences with my Brother.