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Teresa's 40th Birthday

BBWLuver on Group Stories


 It was Teresa's 40th birthday and we had to make it special, she told me that everything goes and that there were not limits. I was to arrange for her to have sexual pleasure for a full 24 hours, all day and all night. It did not matter what, who or how many, but it had to be non-stop sex for the ful 24 hours.

I arranged the hotel that we had stayed at before, there were a few stores and a couple truck stops there so I could have lots of room to find willing help for her party. I picked her up at 8Am and we drove to the hotel. Our first time was to be just her and I for a couple hours then the rest of the day was to be full not to mention the night. We went into the room, she had dressed in a usual tank top t shirt that was sheer and no bra, her skirt as usual hooked at the h

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ip and did not overlap so that it came open as easily as could be. She enjoyed showing her hips and her thong and her legs were beautiful.

We stood in the lobby as I checked into the room, the middle eastern owners staring at Teresa and her showing them her legs all the way up to her hips. She also leaned over and adjusted her sandals so that her tank top fell open and showed off her delicious titties. Come to the desk I told her. The men were staring at her now hard nipples. Yes dear she said, what can I do for you? Well Hun, it is yoru birthday, do whatever you like. She got on her tip toes (she is 5'0" tall) and looked over the counter and saw that both men had erections. It is yur birthday? one said. Yes it is Teresa said smiling and I think I see two very nice candles that need blowing out. She moved behind the counter and dropped to her knees in front of the two men and reached up massaging them through their pants making them grow. Then she pulled her candles from their pants and one in each hand began sucking them into her mouth. The men were standing like statues letting her suck their candles. Finally one unloaded in her throat and she moaned telling me she had a nice orgasm as she swallowed his load, then the other did the same filling her throat also with his cum. Teresa got up and came back around and said. Well, that is two candles, 38 more left. We went to the room and went in. Teresa looked around and turned and kissed me deep. I pulled her skirt off and then her shirt and she stood naked in front of me except for her thong. Then I took her and kissed her pulling her thong up like a wedggie so that it went between her cheeks and her pussy lips making her moan loud. Oh yes, this is going to be a good brithday, I can tell. Okay I told her and took a bag with some things in it I had brought with me. There was a love seat kind of two person couch and I led her to it leaning her over the back so that her legs were spread to the legs and I tied her ankles to them so her legs were wide apart. I lean her over and tied her wrists to the legs in front so that she was totally helpless and her titties were neaing over on the other side. Now what she said getting excited. Well, the birthday girl needs a birthday spanking. She moaned and got a dreamy look in her eyes. I pulled off my belt and stepped behind her. I carresed her bottom with it slowly letting her feel the leather slide around on her bottom then brought the belt down across her ass with a slap. Ouch...Oh my..she moaned. I let that one take affect then another across her cheeks. Oh, oh that feels good she moaned again. How many do I get she said. Well, you are 40...yes? BUt you can't make too much noise I said as I took a clothe gag and put it around her making sure she could not make a lot of noice. She was helpless and I was hard. A third slapping on the belt and a red stripe appeared across her bottom. She seemed to puch her ass in the air to make it a better target and her pussy lips were swollen dripping with juices. Another slap and the belt came down acros her pussy lips as she struggled some against the ropes.After ten she had a squirting orgasm shaking all over and moaning loud. Her bottom was a nice rosy pink now and I kept going...she had several orgasm as I got closer to the 40ith and on the 40ith she squirted again. I untied her and she jumped into my arms, Oh fuck me fuck me now hard she begged. I did as we fell on the bed and her pussy gripped my hard cock not letting it go for two great orgasms for me and several for her. I then took her and laid her on the bed and tied her spread out in the shape of an "X" and blindfolded her good so she could not see anything. I looked at my watch and 10 exactley a knock was at the door. She said, who is that? The next part of your birthday I told her. I opened the door and 5 men came in the I had arranged to be there at 10. Damn, check it out, she is hot. Get set guys, she is ready. I set up 3 cameras and they got ready. Hey, I know her, she is the teacher at the school my kids go to, look man, isn't that her. Yeh, that is her said another. Oh fuck steve who have you gotten? Peole that know you dear I said, they have thought you were little miss goody, a sweet school teacher so proper, well, now they are all going to do as they want with yu and they will always know who you really are but you will not see them and will always wonder who had you. GUys, nothing is off limits. She will stay blindfolded al lthe time. You can fuck her, suck her, kiss her, eat her pussy, fuck her ass and tits al you wanna do.  ONe man was between her legs his cock at her pussy entrance, I just wanna fuck her, I always have, since my kid was in her class. Oh shit she moaned as he slipped into her pussy grabbing her huge titties. Oh yeh, great pussy teacher. She moaned as she rammed her fast. Filling her pussy he slipped out. Nice pussy Teresa, very nice, I am gonna recommend you to other guys and maybe girls too. She began to speak but a cock found her mouth and she sucked it in, her pussy squirting instantly. As he probed her throat another was in her pussy fucking her slowly. After a couple hours they had all had her in several ways, there was cum on her titties and dripping from her pussy and ass, she moaned the moans of a woman well fucked. Okay guys, now I want yu to go find two men wach and bring them back her so we can continue with Teresa's birthday party. They got dressed and I moved the her head letting her suck me slowly..making me cum as the first knock was on the door with one guy and his two her brought. Clothes came off fast and one man jumped on top of her and drove into her pussy hard, he fucked her fast and had a load of cum in her in a couple min. He did not move off though but kept fucking her as his cock did not get soft and after a while filled her again. It was as if she were riding a lot of roller coasters, each better than the last one taking her higher and higher and faster and faster. After these were though I told htem, Okay now, it is about 4, I want everyone to go out and get two more men or women and bring them back her to fuck her, the day is young and this is an all night party. THe 15 men left and Teresa called to me to untie her while they were gone. Even better leave me untied but leave on the blindfold and let me do them really good. A half hour passed and a knock came on the door, 3 men walked in, two black guys with the one that had brought them back. Damn man, I do know the lady, she is the teacher. Told you one the the original ones had said. Their clothes were off in a second and one stood in front of her. Get on yur knees Teresa and take this black cock in your throat. She sat up and got on her knees and reached out taking it into her hands, she gasped at the size. Take it Teresa he said again. Not a problem she moaned as it sanki deep into her mouth then her throat. Soon it fill her throat and we could see how far it was going in all the way to the guys balls. He filled her throat and let his cock slip out, the room was filling now with others that had come back. Lets do three holes at one time another guy said and they moved her on top of a lap and sank a cock into her then leaned her back to slip in another into her ass and then put one in her face so she sucked it to her mouth and swallowed. After several orgasms and soaking squirts she fell full of cum on the bed only to be turned over and filled again the same way so that there were 3 men at one time always in her. She kept taking all the men gave her never having any problems at all in swallowing their loads. About 4 in the morning she began to doze off in between fuckers and we got her up on the love seat and again she was leand over and spanked again making her orgasm again and again. One of the men sat on a chair and they lowered her onto his cock in her ass, then another stepped in front of her and gave her cock to suck again. After him two more took their places and this time in her pussy and her mouth. We soon found that we needed more so I sent out 5 again to bring back two each again and it began all over again. The room filed again and again the men drove into her all that they could, all sizes, shapes and colors fucked her all night long. The sun came up and they had left and the two men that owned the hotel came, can we have her do us again? I looked at her, moving slowly from the love seat she took them in her hands and led them to her mouth sucking them one at a time and finally swallowing their loads. Almost right at 11 the next day we left the hotel, Teresa satisfied and still dripping cum from every hole but she really was still sexy and horney. we drove back to her house and she left. That all began friday morning and ended this saturday morning in Madison Georgia.

Hotel fun

SheenaJ on Voyeur Stories

 

 

  After the first day in the hotel  I was bored silly My hubby was working late like always and I had been alone all day and night so, I decided to walk the hotel to see who and what was about this night .I grabbed the key to room 902.

  I got down on the first floor as I turned the corner I saw the sign that said pool and Jacuzzi. I thought to myself hmm... This could be interesting. I walked along the hallway not seeing a soul most had already checked in or where in bed somewhere I figured. This Hotel was beside 95 and right next to a truck stop. Matter of

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fact the back where my room was faced the lot where the truckers parked there rigs for the night. I thought maybe a trucker might be checking in late and night and want an eye full.Yes I like to show my body off to strangers or to anyone really that likes to look.

 So any how  I preceded to the pool area it was dark when I saw the janitor walking out from the Jacuzzi room. I asked him if it was to late to go swimming. Now mind you I saw on the wall coming down the hall a sign that said pool open from 9 to 9 daily. Yet all the pool lights inside the pool and Jacuzzi where still on dimly light but still on . This was an older man maybe in his late sixties or so and I asked him if I could sneak into the Jacuzzi For a dip and I promised to be very quiet. He asked me if I had a room key and told me if I did all I had to do at any time was put in it the slot to the pool room and I could get inside .He would not tell if I did, but said he had to keep all the ceiling lights out. I said fine." If you want the jets at full power you only have about half hour then they shut down there set on a timer. " I though hmm well lets see if this works.

 I asked him if he minded if I just got in now ,my suite was in the room and I didn't want to waste time going up and getting into it to only have a minute or to enjoy those jets. Should have seen his eyes light up . He nodded and blushed as he went on in his room shutting the door. I figured he must  have  had  one of those video cams set up to watch the pool from his office or something. So I went on in grabbing a few towels , then walked back to the changing room and undressed wrapping a towel casually around my body.

 That was when I then noticed the camera on the wall slowly following me and I then knew for sure he was watching and it excited me all the more. Also all around the pool where large  open windows leading to the parking lot where anyone could look in to the pool area . I walked to the Jacuzzi and slowly  dropped the towel standing  buck naked knowing this old man was watching me at every turn. I  moved dipping my foot in the water my hand running up and down my breasts even tweaking a nipple every now and then till I slowly slid on in the warm water. I felt around finding a very  strong jet and back into is leaning over feeling the jets pulsating again my back door. Oh... God...Did it feel good

 And It didn't take long before I turned around to have the jets pouring at my clit as I faced his office grabbing both tits and pulling nipples hard and fast . They where erect, rock hard and rather large I do have larger boobs, 44 D and very large dark nipples.And boy  I  did get off so good knowing I was being watched. I leaned back relaxing in the water the jets hitting my back and bottom still as I lead back closing my eyes and feeling my tit's squirming in the water arching and moaning loudly hearing my cries echoing in the empty room or what I thought was empty but my voyeur on camera and me. That's  when I heard a sound I opened one eye and saw this man beside the glass wall in the work out room stroking his cock and banging it to the glass for me to see he also enjoyed the show. I just continued to play and pull my nipples out as far as I could now as I moaned still squirming in the water but slowing down from my climax I shut my eyes and smiled.

 Next thing I knew , I heard the door click Yes I was frighten I will not tell you that, but excited even more to think this man was in here now cock in hand to show me his show . I was keeping my eyes shut a little longer to intensify the sensations and the wonder , till I  then felt a  pair of hands at my tit's behind me. I moaned louder and leaned back, my fingers slid into my pussy rolling my clit,  then I felt a second set of hand on my tits.That was when I then opened my eyes wide  to see two very good looking men rolling my nipples and smiling at me.

 They both smiled watching me not a word spoken only that knowing smile had both watched my show for the camera? I smiled and then they joined me in the Jacuzzi. I  was sat in the middle as I had, one on each side of me one went right to kissing my boobs  sucking my nipples and the other fingering my clit. I lower both hands below the water reaching to this cocks in their pants  and stared to stroke, a dick in each hand. All three of us where moaning and groaning they both stood up and pulled there pants down to there ankles there cocks standing straight out at me throbbing and pulsing even dipping pre cum from the tips of each one.

 Oh I  could not held myself I stroked both then sucked each one fully down taking every inch on their long beautiful cocks...One at a time slowly savoring the flavor the feelings of each cock. The one older man pulled me closer to him  squeezing my tit till it hurt as he then sat down then pulled me on top of him, I felt that huge ridged cock slide up into me right away  every inch of him filling my pussy at once.  I rode him and rode him hard. While I sucked the other man off this time. Tits bouncing hard the sound of wet flesh hitting echoed in my head , this made me suck all the harder to the second man I was going to town on his poor cock not that he minded much  it was not long and he was cumming wildly, and so did I. Oh god yes  feeling his hot cum, shooting all down my mouth and dripping down my chin. As the whole time the camera was moving to see all of us in every way.it got me off so  darn good again. My camera man was really getting a show did he realize  he would get when he let me in the pool just  what he would be witnessing . I hope he was jerking off good and hard in there. And hoped the old man could take it.

I laid back in the water now lifting my pussy to him in  silent offering begging for more as the man I was riding pounded me hard with his thick cock spilling his big  hot wet  load inside of me. I felt every spurt, every shot of his cum hit my walls . he jerked and shoot off the last of that milky  cream flooding me good and  wet oh god I was soaked

 They smiled and said "  same time tomorrow"  with a wink nothing more . Got up pulled their  suites up and walked out not a word not a hint who they where nothing . I had no idea who they where ,or where they stayed. Laying there a bit I smiled and moaned I was in heaven and  knew I had to get back to my room , so I grabbed the towel and walked to the changing room , got dressed and walked back down the hall way.The janitor opened his door , he stepped out smiling like a mad man and handed me a note as he locked up . I walked to the elevator .As I waited for the elevator doors to open, and  I read it. It said.

Dear room 902.


I loved the show and you looked so good fucking my sons in there . I can't wait till next time so I can sit in the room this time and watch. I have the whole thing on tape so I can watch it any time I want and yes I do want more then you know . I blew my load three times on you sexy. . maybe next time I will join in.


janitor night shift.

Jon.


I was so hot and turned on I would have gone back to him right then and there but he was gone. I went to my room got undress and turned every light on in the room and stood in front of the open window, in front of better then fifty trucks and played with my self. I have no idea how many saws me that night , but I heard quite a few air horns blow, and lights flash. Tomorrow night before I return to the pool room , I think I will check out the truckers again then get nice and wet then go to the pool for my threesome?


to be continued





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A hot experience never before

urpussysucker on Wife Stories

Initial years of our marriage were rather dry with both being illiterate in terms of sex life. We just did it for the sake of doing it. She was also totally unexposed to sex. I had to show and teach her everything. I am sure, many of our fellow Indian's go through the same situation. Slowly, I started to feel more and hornier, but my wife was not achieving that state of sexiness. I found out that likewise she is very hot but keeps herself covered and quiet. I decided to train her fully to make her just like any foreign lady, which I liked very much. It took years of trial and error and efforts and today the results are mind-blowing. I am narrating most of the things here. I need your feedback also. Obviously, as everyone starts, I started by bringing hot stories at home from Internet. But,
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the problem I faced was her poor English. So I brought Hindi stories from sextails.com. Every week I used to bring in 4-5 sex stories. Initially, she didn't like them, but slowly she herself asked me to get more. Let me tell you her statistics: She is 5'5" tall, fair, with a figure of 36-32-34. When she dresses well, no man can pass her without checking her face and boobs. After that I bought a laptop especially for this purpose and brought dozens of Cd's and DVDs and we started watching them. Initially, we liked to see cpl porn flicks... that slowly progressed to 3sums and group and finally there was no limit. We enjoyed everything in porn. Next I planned of using names while making love to her. So I asked her, whom you like from our known ones... Till months she did not take any names. Finally, she gave me 2-3 names of some of my best friends. I encouraged her to give me hot photographs of her. For this I bought a 6MP camera for 17,000/- especially for this. Then I started taking her pics and posted them on net to get comments. I got some of the hottest comments. I also started sending some of the pics to those 2-3 of my friends. One of them, asked for more. I told him that I do not have and need to take more. And I need some couple pics. I asked him would he help me. He said sure. He too was eyeing my wife since years. Anyone would! One day I took my wife to his home. We set and started talking. He said he has got some porn movies. I said, let’s see. He started one of them on his laptop. We 3 were watching it. I started caressing my wife's back and she started caressing my thighs. I told my friend, why you don’t take some pics of us. He said OK. Then he took 20-25 pics of us in various hot positions like kissing, hugging, caressing boobs and she holding my penis and all that. But, all with clothes on. Yes, lots of cleavage was on display all the time and my friend also got a solid hard on... This made my free in front of that friend of mine. Next I planned a car trip with my three friends. We went for a long drive in the evening. I started a game in which any one person can tell other person to do something or he will be punished. This led to many erotic things. First I asked her to caress my friend's thighs and also he to do the same to her. Next, I asked my friend to feel her boobs. She was wearing a tight t-shirt and jeans. So feeling her boobs was a fantastic experience for him. I also loved the sight while driving the car. He was cupping her breasts from the backseat and my wife's eyes were closed and was moaning. I took her one hand and placed it on my thigh; she caressed my thigh and grabbed my erect penis. Oh! I was in heaven seeing my wife's boobs in my friend’s hands and my penis in her hand. After that, I asked my wife to remove her bra and give it to my friend. She removed it and gave it to him. Next I asked my friend to feel the boobs from inside the t-shirt. He immediately came forward and inserted one hand from top and another from bottom of the t-shirt and grabbed both the boobs and started playing with the erect nipples between his thumb and finger. I asked her to grab his penis in his pants. She immediately did that and her hand was on my penis. She was facing me as both her hands were holding the penises. This went on for 5 minutes. Next I asked my friend to lower his pants and show his dick. He did that and I asked her to hold it. First time in her life she touched a penis other than mine. She immediately said, WOW, it’s bigger and thicker. I was happy! They both enjoyed boobs and penis for 15 more minutes in complete silence, just her moans. After dropping my friend home, we fucked each other like dogs. My wife tells me that I am the best boob sucker in the world and if any woman gets her boobs sucked by me then she will never forget the experience throughout her life. I suck her for 20 minutes on each of her boob while I finger her pussy. She loves it and feels like in heaven. Now, I started asking her whether she wants dick in her pussy of my friend and she responded by saying yes. This we did for many days and each night she told me that she wants another dick in her pussy. Now I am confirmed that she wants to get fucked by another dick. To make her more bold and free, I told her that lets go to a mall and roam around, but you need to wear a white shirt on jeans and no bra inside and no panties. Initially, she said no and later she agreed happily. Well, she was looking hot and when we went there, I could see her boobs swaying here and there and she too felt it. I saw guys stealing looks at her big moving boobs. Wow, what a sight to see. I wanted to make her free and bold and so I did all this things. In return, I was getting a hot wife who would do anything in sex. Now, since she was free with my friend, we saw few porn movies on my mobile at a public place too and showed my wife his erected dick through his pant. While she was watching his dick, I hit my friend on his dick in the public and we all started laughing. Then I told him, see how hard her nipples are and touched her boobs in public. After few days, I again arranged for a car trip. This time I asked her to sit on the back seat and enjoy. Within no time, my friend’s pants were lowered with his big dick in my wife's lovely hand and my friends hand on her naked boobs. He kissed the boobs and started sucking them while my wife was stroking his dick. This went on for 20 minutes while I was driving the car. He was about to cum; my wife masturbated him in a handkerchief and threw it outside the window. After some more driving, he got erect again! Next he sat down between the seats and made my wife lie on the back seat. He sucked her boobs and started fingering her pussy and she was moaning too loudly. I could see all that and was feeling too horny. I also inserted my fingers in her pussy along with my friend's finger and she immediately came. Later I kept caressing her thighs while my friend fingered her pussy and sucked on her boobs. We drove for 20 more minutes before I dropped him at his place. That night, after going home, she took a bath and came out fresh with a small wrap around. I kissed her on her lips and pressed her boobs while she grabbed my cock from my pants. I switched off all the lights, removed her towel and kissed her everywhere. I too got rid of all the clothes. After that, I made her stand in our balcony with her hands on the grill. She bent down. Her lovely ass was in my hand and the whole world was visible to us from the balcony. I inserted my cock in her wet juicy pussy from behind and started stroking her slowly. As her moans increased, my strokes also got wilder and wilder. After 10 minutes of stroking, I asked her to come on the bed. She again jumped on the bed with her ass on my side. I lifted one leg of her in my hand and inserted my cock again in the wet pussy and fucked her hard for 15 more minutes. It was a mind blowing experience to fuck my hot wife with her one leg in my hand in doggy style. On that night, she came 5 times!!!!! See friends, how successful I am. I converted my shy, reserved wife into a hot, frank, free and bold wife. Next, I am planning to get a real dick inside her. For that, I will write another story. Actually, we would love to interact with nice couples who are from Mumbai and are young, hot and open minded. Hello readers, I am a writing my own life-experience over here. Everything is 100% true. It has been almost 11 years now since our marriage and today I feel that I have the hottest and horniest wife in the world. My wife is OK with me fingering other babes. So any couple or female want to enjoy, do contact us. I need your comments and ideas for making my wife further hot and bold. Contact us on urpussysucker@hotmail.com

Why did I wait so long??

EdgarAPoe on Incest Stories

     So this story starts off on a very cold winters night about 9pm or so.  I had just awaken from a nice little cat nap after work I walked out of my room into the kitchen, the phone rang.  It was my mom calling to say that her and my dad would be staying at my aunts house tonight because of the bad weather.  This wasn't unusual because my aunt lived closer to both their works.  I wish them a good night, they told me that they would be home after work tomorrow.

     I hung the phone up and headed down the hall, in a quiet and indescrete manner hoping to scare the ever loving shit out of my sister Annie.  As I headed slowly down the hall I thought I would have heard one of two things, a quiet playing radio in the background, and or Annie
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talking on her cell for like 3 hours talking to a freind she did this alot.  But as I slowly crept down the hallway my heart beating so damn loud, I thought that if I weren't carefull she would hear it.  As I reached the rim of the door I noticed that the door was open ever so slightly I couldn't hear anything no phone no radio, I assumed that she was asleep.  So I crept a little closer and stuck my ear to the door and instead of heavy breathing, I hear light moaning.  Excited to see what was going on I very carefully opened the door a little more just enough so I can peak inside.

    What I saw changed the way I would ever think of my sister again.  There on the bed in plain view was Annie laying almost completely spread eagle fingering her clit very quickly in a small circular motion, and from time, to time she would slip her finger inside.  As I watch this my heart still beating very lowdly seemed to double it's pace.  I soon noticed that I started to buldge in my boxers, it wasn't to long before my cock sliped through my boxers, I quickly took my hand and started to rub my cock slowly at first, but noticing that Annie was comming to a climaxe I furiously began to stroke myself so I could finish with her.  After about a minute or so had gone by Annie came to a fairly loud climaxe loud enough for if someone were to stand in the kitchen could hear it.  I soon spat my hot cum all over the door frame and couldn't help but let out a little moan.  As soon as I moaned I saw Annie pop up out of her bed and head towards the door, as though she heard it.  I booked down the hallway full hull till I reached the first corner which was just past the kitchen.  As soon as I reached the corner I stopped for a second to listen for her comming down the hall I couldn't hear her, after a second or so I heard Annie's door close and her radio turn on.  I headed to my room in a full sweat an collapsed on my bed, thinking of what just happened again getting hard and having to masturbate to get rid of my damn hard on.

    I let an hour or so pass I was still in my room reading my email and surfing the web, then all of a sudden a thought had popped into my head, I had left a horrible mess all over the door frame and didn't clean it up.  I quickly threw on a pair of sweat pants and hurried down the hallway again very quietly as not to bring any attention to myself.

     As I reached Annie's room to my Horror there was no mess there at all I couldn't understand I know that I shot something out but what happened to it.  A second later Annie's door opened there was Annie standing there in an old pair of flannel pajamas that she had taken from me a long time ago which seemed to hang off of her.  Annie immediatley said "What do you want Dweeb" (A cute little pet name as I like to think that she has been calling me for years).  I said "I just wanted to let you know that, mom and dad won't be home tonight."  She said "Well if that's cool and all as long as they're safe, anything else?" I nodded my head no and stepped down the hall towards the living room to watch some tv and relax.

    As I sat there I couldn't understand what had happened to my mess, if Annie had cleaned it up she would have said something I am sure.  Well the night had passed fairly quickly I had work the next day, work seemed to take longer than usual as I did nothing but day dream about what had happened last night, not to mention that it was Friday and well usually everything seems to take longer getting to the weekend.  After the long day I got home around 5 or so it was already dark outside.  I walked into the kitchen, hoping that dinner would be ready by now.  Of course to no prevail there was nothing cooking and nothing in the microwave.  As I searched the kitchen for something that I could whip together, Annie walked in wearing a tight pair of jeans and a big puffy fleece sweater which she wore all the time.  Annie said "Mom and Dad are staying in town for the weekend, they'll be back monday, so I guess you'll have to fend for yourself Dweeb."  The only rebuttle I had was "Atleast I can cook" (I know not very snapy but I never said I was bright) this of course ended the conversation after a few minutes I found what I was looking for a few Hot Pockets.  I headed to my room and from the sound of it so did Annie as I could hear her music throughout the house.

     I sat in my room thinking about what I have been thinking about all day "Annie" so pretty darn perverse things, like what I would do with her if I only had the chance.  It never hit me that she is my sister and that it might be wrong.  After a little while I started to doze off.  I awoke about an hour later with a raging hard on, which probably meant that my dream was about "Annie."  I rubbed it a little but with a huge headache my hard on soon died off.  I slipped on my sweat pants, and my t-shirt, and headed into the living room where to my surprise Annie was sitting watching TV which is odd, becuase she usually dosen't watch it at all.  I jumped over the back of the big L couch we had making Annie jump a little.  We sat quietly for a while watching the movie that Annie had on not saying a word to one another.  Soon though the movie turned into a sex scene, which if I were watching alone, would be nothing more than a boring old tity scene for me.  But for some reason I started to get a huge hard on which even with a pillow I had couldn't hide it because it was pulling on the fabric from the crotch.  Soon enough it was fairly obvious that I had this huge hard on.  I was hoping that Annie didn't notice and that she would go to the bathroom or something so I could run back to my room, no such luck.

     I caught a glimpse of Annie looking directly at the pillow I was using to conceal myself.  I was hoping that she thought nothing of it, but I wasn't exactly sure but I saw her start rubbing her pussy which could of been her trying to warm her hands, it was quite cold in there even with the heat on full blast.  But after a few seconds she moved one of her legs as to show me that she was rubbing her pussy through her pants.  I could do nothing but stare, soon enough Annie looked at me and she said "What are you looking at Dweeb not like you've never done this before, I remember cleaning up a big mess last night all over my door."  I sat there in silence in horrid thought of what she would do next.  All I could do is appologize "Annie I am so sorry I couldn't help myself I am so horny and you are so hot," (My face turning several different shades of red of course.)

     There was silence for a few seconds neither of us moved neither of us made a comment I think she was letting what I just said sink in.  Then unexpectidley she moved closer to me, leaning face forward between my legs still eye level though.  Annie said "I think it only be fair you've seen me naked, I think it only fair that I get to see what you are hiding under that pillow."  I didn't stop to think about it, I quickly moved the pillow from my lap, revealing my raging hard on as I did Annie let out a little gasp, perhapse in thought that she wasn't prepared to see what I had.

     Annie leaned closer to my pants and gently tuged my pants down from my waist, I helped as much as I could.  Soon enough my pants were off and my cock was slipped through the slot in my boxers.  Annie sat there just staring at it for a few minutes, almost at a whisper I asked "well now you see it what are you going to do with it?"  Annie paused for a second in almost shock that I said that, but softly moved her hand to my cock.  She softly started to slide her hand up and down with a little twist which made me think that she had done this before.

    Before I could begin to moan from the pure pleasure that I was recieving, Annie slipped the tip of my cock in her mouth which was amazing.  Annie would suck on the tip of my cock and use her hand on the rest of the shaft, then she slid my cock as deep in her mouth before she began to gag, then pull it out and lick the shaft.  She did this for a few minutes I was sure that I was about to cum in her mouth but she sensing this stopped.  I quickly sat up a little Annie sat back a little, so she could remove her shirt and pants which she did fairly quickly, just leaving her underware on a sily laced transparent set very nice in black that matched.

     She leaned forward again pressing her breasts against my chest, and my cock against her stomach.  She leaned close to me and whispered into my ear "now it's your turn."  I softly but firmly layed Annie on her back.  I took this advantage to lean in for a deep kiss which was met by her tounge, we kissed for a few minutes I could feel her hand on my cock lightly rubbing it keeping it hard for me.  I slowly started kissing down her neck, I gently slipped the straps of her bra off her shoulders.  She smelled amazing her skin was so soft, her whole body seemed to omit energy.

     I slowly kissed down her shoulder and onto her breasts, and slipping her bra down a little so I could see her nipples which were very hard.  I waited a second so that I could burn this memory into my thought, I slwoly slipped her right nipple and part of her breast into my mouth.  As I did this Annie moaned every so slightly as if she were awaiting for this, as I feasted upon one breast, my hand found the other and started to slowly massage it and taking her nipple in between my fingers to feel how hard they really were.

     After taking my time with her breasts paying particularly good attention to each one.  I slowly kissed bown her stomach to her inner thighs, I could feel the heat comming off of her.  I sofly slipped her panties aside that were soaked in her own juices.  I firly placed my tounge on her pussy which made her moan, I began to eat her pussy until her hips seemed to clench my head ever so tightly then a rush of her juices sprayed into my mouth.  It was so sweet and wet I wanted to keep eating her pussy but Annie stopped me, and begged my to fuck her.  I slowly moved up on her placing the head of my cock at the slit of her pussy, I took some of her juices and rubbed the shaft of my cock and made sure it was nice and hard for her.

     I slowly placed the tip of my cock inside of her, she was so tight I gently took her legs and pressed them against her chest.  As I did so Annie seemed to moan not in pain but in extacy this seemed to be the best way to hit her g spot, I slowly slid my cock deep into her until my pelvis was hitting hers.  That slow pace didn't last for long I quickly started to thrust into her not nearly as deep as the first time.  I could see Annie's face she, had her eyes shut and her mouth was open moaning, with the ocasional "OH YES" and, "Fuck me harder Brother."  I had been thrusting in and out of her for a while now before she had another orgasm, this made me want to cum, I began to pull out she grabbed my ass and said "NO I want you inside me, it's alright I'm on the pill."  With no resistance I had the best climaxe that I had ever had I pushed my cock in as deep as it would go.  After this I laid there ontop of her still inside her, letting her legs fall back down.  We laid there for a few minutes colapsed in a pool of sweat ocasionaly kissing.

     That night passed fairly slowly we slept in my room that night, the next morning we took a shower together which lead into some more oral sex of course.  As we stood there in the shower Annie all of the sudden kneeled down and began to slowly slip my cock in her mouth, it didn't take long for me to get hard she was able to take me in deeper almost to the hilt this time.  Before I knew it I was about to cum of course being a gentleman I let her know, she took my cock from her mouth looked up at me and nodded and placed my cock back in her mouth within a few seconds I began to cum, I could hear Annie chocke a little but she was swallowing every bit of it.  We finished our shower and headed into our seperate rooms.  The sex didn't end there all weekend long we had amazing unbridaled sex.  The last thing that Annie said to me right before out parents got home was, "This has to be our little secret, and to tell you the truth I am glad that you were my first time."  With the end of that our parents walked in and well the rest of the story for another time......  Please tell me if you like this it's my first attempt at a story I hopped you liked it constructive criticisim is welcome....

MY SUSPICION'S CONFIRMED

itsonlyfun on Animal Stories

 Well into our thirties,we had a very good relationship as husband and wife.

 But recently I had a feeling someone else had become involved.

 Like all gut instincts, I was right of course,but I'm still hard from what I found out.

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 This feeling had started a couple of months back when for some reason my wife, - always an up front horny woman - became even more randy than usual.This happened every few days and I became suspicious that some mate of mine or other had worked her up and had to skip off quickly on my turning up suddenly. I assumed one of my mates as they knew my shift

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patterns!

 Covertly having a feel of her pussy while kissing in greeting,it confirmed something was making her very wet and sticky. At these instances with little foreplay. I ground her ass off with my hardon,to which she multi-orgasmed and flopped wherever we'd done it,panting and murmuring sexual sounds. I was real proud of myself for giving such satisfaction in an instant so to speak.

 We quite often lolloped around,me slouched along the settee with my wife in her favourite chair doing likewise. This meant I was to her side and facing in the same direction as her towards our TV. even when it wasn't on. As at many times before,on glancing across towards my wife,I spotted the tale,tale sign for me to change ends and face towards her. The sign and reason was this; Her hand was down the inside of her clothes waistband. This always meant she had started playing with herself because she felt horny.

 She'd very gently feel around her pubes and after a while,stretch her arm and shoulder to reach into her pussy slit. Always she'd then pull her hand right out and look at her stickiness on her fingers. Back in would go her hand and a position adjustment of her body would be made including lifting her bum and pulling her knickers to make them less tight around her quim with her free hand.

 I found all of this very arousing and watched it intensely with my cock gradually rising to the occasion. While this ritual masterbating progressed the free hand would help her skirt to rise further up her thighs to give me a better look. All this always took place in silence. Then at a time of her choosing she'd pull her knickers to one side to let me watch her fingers at work on her clit and slit, - fast slow,in and around all her most sensitive parts, - on reaching an orgasm,she'd take up a position of her choice and I would duly give her a good fucking.

 Today was not as this,though. It all was,until she got to pulling her knickers aside. Talking unlike other times, "You like these"? she was wiggling her inner lips, "You like how they wiggle"? then with Veeing her fingers she opened them to show the pink part and in turn her clit, "You want to watch them wiggle and open"? Fuck me,you know I do! "Come and pull this off and get him in then" My face went all hot and my heart was now beating a tattoo at my temples. I knew it,she is at it. Just as I tugged to pull her knickers and skirt down. "He's not chained up,just open the door" I couldn't believe what I'd just heard her say. I expected a mate to be hiding waiting for this action. Fuck no,she's on about our boxer dog.

 I must admit I had thoughts on this when he got horny around my wife with his red dick showing a bit as he licked her hand and tried to kiss her face. Now with her clothes cast aside, I was at our back door in seconds. Calm down.steady now,or I wont let you see what she's got for you. Heading in ahead of me,I had the feeling he knew exactly what was waiting in there for him. We arrived to find my wife in the same position but with her thighs slammed shut.

 "Stop now Sid or you won't get any" Sid is our dogs name,my wife gave him this name after a mate of mine that now had new connotations as his cock and my mates was very large compared to all the rest of us. I knew this wasn't new for Sid as he steadied and sat waiting for her to open up her goodies. I sat on the edge of our settee in anticipation. Looking at me, "I bet you're thinking what a dirty bitch I am,aren't you" I nod a,no. "You alright with this"? I again nod,this time a yes. Lying back she shut her eyes and patted her upper thigh, "Come on Sid do it to me like you do"

 Sid's at her with his long sloppy wet tongue and her ass jerks with his first lick then keeps on jerking and lifting towards his tongue at each new slurp. He licks at every crook and cranny of her thighs and pussy. "Fuck,go steady Sid,not to fast for fuck's sake,you'll make me cum too quick" She steady's his head and he takes it a bit steadier,then goes back to his eager pace again. By now she's bucking around like mad and I know she's nearly cumming.

 "Stop,wait" She clamps his head so he can't move,but his tongue is still trying as he tries pulling free. "I want to let him,you know! but I needed someone to be here to stop the big part,you know! from going in" I'm your boy I instantly reassure her. She recaptures her rythm as Sid takes her into an orgasm so powerful that she finished up on her back on the floor.Coming down from this orgasm, "Phew,fuck me,that feeling,you'd never believe it" While Sid has his knob at the ready,hanging out with dribble dripping from its end.

 This is the first time? I query. Looking at me as she takes up a kneeling position, "Yeah,it is,I let him get up on my back last time but on seeing that big swelling I shit myself that it would get stuck so having just tried a bit of it in me,I pulled away from him,fuck it felt ever so hot though" With that,Sid got impatient and clambered up on to my wife's hips and got her in a vice like grip as he pumped at her trying to hit her quim. The first couple of thrusts shot along her belly and pussy slit making her arch her back as his cock slid against her now touchy clit.

 He adjusted his stance and stabbed again just as she lowered herself slightly. His cock stabbed straight into her ass,quickly she pulled away,but not before I'd seen about two to three inches go in her. "Not that one you daft dog,lower" as though he could understand. I'll guide him,shall I? "No,No,let him get me naturally,its fucking exciting doing it like that.Did it look good as he hit the wrong hole"? Before I could respond,Sid hit her right hole spot on and with a grunt she took the whole length up to his knot. Frantically gripping her hips now,Sid pumped at her pussy as I watched enthralled as his large thick cock stretched her quim wider and she started to push hard back at him.

 "Fuck its so hot in me,aaagh,I'm cumming,ooo'ooh, don't let him get the big part in,for fucks sake aaaagh" she came and came some more,while I saw her pussy's ring follow too and fro along this red going on purple K9 pole. "Its hot he's shooting it in me now,aah,more Sid,give me more ooh! its so fucking ho-o-t,his spunks so,so hot" She lurched for the chair seat and collapsed her torso on to the squash with her head on one side. Grinning and making an ooh smiling grunting oo-chuckle. With his knot having not gone in her he pulled out and walked away as though disgusted that I'd stopped him from knotting her.

 He's pissy with me for stopping him knotting you! "Do you think it would hurt my pussy? Perhaps next time Sid,okay" Sid had lead down and took no notice of this comment. But I had. Perhaps was a definate 'She will' in my mind,no perhaps here! I now wondered if my wife's pussy could stretch that big,after all I'd seen how big that would have to be. Maybe it would if I used some practice toys on her somehow.

 As I climbed on her back,no knot and smaller cocked,I apologised,but its full of spunk so hold tight while I finish in you. "Harder,harder,I still want yours each time to finish me. We came off in unison and I could feel all our juices leaking past my cock and dripping down my balls onto whatever. I was pleased my cock had squeezed Sid's spunk out of her quim,well not all of it mind.

 all for now.

Everhard 1

013418 on Sex Stories

He watched her from the other side of the classroom. Corryn was one of the sexiest girls he’d ever seen, whenever he plucked up the courage to go and speak to her she would say “hi” and he would go shy and go back to his seat.

Paul had a rare abnormality, he was forever hard, his cock was never satisfied, he never went soft, and the girls who knew about it were mad for him.

Meanwhile Corryn had noticed he always had that lump in his trousers and had, by now, guessed what it was. Every time she saw his trousers go tight she would give a small moan and feel herself dampen. She had to get it.

That day Corryn was catching the same bus as Paul into town. She saw him and asked if

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she could sit next to him, shyly, he nodded.

‘So how are you?’ she asked, glancing at his throbbing erection.

‘Er…I’m fine…you?’ he stuttered.

‘I’m fine, I’ve noticed you in classes,’ she glanced at his cock again.

‘Really?’

‘Yeah, you and your friend,’ she winked, brushing her fingers against his leg. Causing him to stiffen entirely, making her giggle.

‘So where are you going in town?’ she asked as if nothing had happened.

‘Err…’ he said, ‘was just gonna walk around for a while… you?’

‘Was hoping to have fun, then I met you and now I really want some fun,’ she winked again and put a hand on his “leg”. He smiled and realised he could relax, well, so to speak.

‘No other plans then? He asked, putting a hand on her left tit, but so other people wouldn’t be able to see. She shifted slightly and squeezed his cock.

‘Not really, oh look, here’s our stop’ she winked.

 

They climbed off the bus hand-in-hand and smiled at each other. Corryn led him down the road until the bus had driven past them and then pushed him down a small alley and into a small abandoned garden and kissed him hard, brushing her tongue between his lips and rubbing his hard-on through his jeans, causing him to groan. He pushed her away slightly and rubbed his hands against her arse, squeezing the cheeks hard, making her moan lightly. He grabbed her wrists and pressed her against a wall, and attacked her neck with kisses and nibbles.

‘Oh Paul, you make me so wet’ she moaned loudly. Paul grabbed both her wrists with one hand and slowly dragged his finger tips up the inside of her thighs then dipped them under the short denim skirt she was wearing. He slid his fingers against her panties, at which she moaned louder.

Paul pushed away from her and pushed her to the floor.

‘Mmm yeah treat me mean,’ Corryn moaned as he undid his jeans and pulled his 12” cock into view, her eyes widened and her jaw dropped.

‘Yeah bitch, come here,’ he grabbed her by her hair and pulled her to her knees, her hands wrapped around his cock, only just. At 12” long and 3” in diameter it’s easy to say he was the most popular guy in school. She began to rub her hand along the entire length of his cock, her mouth watering. He leant back against the wall and she moved to follow his cock, her lips millimetres from his pre-cum covered helmet. He groaned as he felt her breath on his cock, shivering he reached forward to pull her head nearer. Slowly she kissed his pee hole, looking up at his face, then took his bellend into her hot mouth, causing Paul to moan loudly.

‘Fuck Corryn, suck it’ he groaned loudly and Corryn obeyed his request and started sucking his bellend softly.

Kelsey and Jamantha Prt4: Family first

Ch0c0lat3G1rl on Teen Stories


Three days later we had done everything that we could think of . Jamantha was so tired that she went home and didn’t come back for a couple days. Greg stayed so we found new ways to entertain ourselves.

On Friday we were very involved and noisy with what we doing that we didn’t notice when the twin came home.

I was lying on the couch with one leg on the ground and one flung over the back of the couch. We had just finished watching our favourite porn video so Greg was super horney, he pounded my cunt hard and fast. I was screaming and swearing and Greg was panting and whi

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spering to me. “thank you Kelsey, thank god, fuck I love this, shit, I love you Kelsey”. After that I couldn’t do anything but stare at him.

After he came he took his penis out of me and fondles my breasts. He leaned down and kissed my neck before whispering, “I love you”. I was saved from answering by a moan and a grunt coming from the other side of the room.

My younger sister was sitting on a chair opposite us with her legs up and fingering herself while her twin brother, Kyle, stood next to her jerking off. “fucking perverts” I yelled “what the fuck do you think your doing?” Instead of answering cum shot out of Kyle and juices leaked out of Ly.

“we want you to teach us how to fuck” Ly said “we watch you fingering yourself or when your with Jamantha. “yea” Kyle joins in “we’re horney and we wanna fuck each other … and you” I screamed “fucking perverts, your way to fucking young to fuck, and each other?” “we know you were fucking at our age now its our turn”, Ly says gently. Before I can say anything Greg drags me out side.

“come on Kelsey this could be our chance to live out Jamantha’s fantasy. Plus we could use this as a way to get more time together, now that we are together.” I sighed and went back into the lounge. “Kyle go to Greg’s pants, get a condom, get yourself hard and out it on. Ly, get on the couch how I was”. I ordered “Greg is going to start so when Kyle goes in it wont hurt as much”.

Greg climbed on top of my 13 year old sister and enters her virgin pussy. He hits resistance and pushes harder. Ly screams and blood comes out of her pussy. I held her down while Greg pumps her a few times before climbing off.

Kyle knells over our sister and I take hold of his cock, wanking him then guided it into Ly’s pussy. I pulled him out then pushed him forward into her. I did this until he got into a rhythm. I walked round to Ly’s head and pull off her shirt. I am meet with little mounds with no bra. Her moans are getting louder so I get Kyle’s hand and start to massage her tits with it. When I’ve finished with them I walked over to Greg, who was watching them and jerking off.

I push him onto a chair then climb on top of his rock hard cock, then ride him till he came. I stayed there and let him lovingly stroke my tit while we watched Kyle and Ly. “Babe, I don’t think you meant what you said. You know? When you said you loved me?” “yes I did, and I know you feel the same way or you wouldn't have been able to do all of that” “if you love me then show me” and with that he pulled me towards him, rapped his arms around my waist and kissed me. He did it so slowly and lovingly that I knew it was for real, and I knew in that instant that I did love him, and I had loved him from the first time I met him.

We stood by Kyle and Ly until Kyle shrivelled up and Ly was crying with pleasure. I pulled Kyle out of my baby sister and pulled off his condom. I looked at it and it was about 1/3 full. I whacked him over the head, “how many times did you fucking come?” I yelled at him. “twice, fou, maybe five time and before you ask Ly only came once but It was really long” “you ass wipe its about the girl pleasure too, not just your own”

I sent Greg and Ly into our parents bedroom for her to learn how to give hand jobs, blow jobs and how to put on a condom. I took Kyle upstairs to my room so I could show him how to suck finger and use a vibrator on a girl.

I sat on the edge of the bed and opened my legs wide, telling him to suck anything that stuck out and lick anything that didn’t. with that he plunged into my pussy and I knew it wasn’t his first.

I showed him how to finger me then let him do it . My cunt was getting so excited that nearly instantly it tightened into a vice like grip around Kyle’s fingers and I came hard.

I gave him a vibrator which he shoved in fast, causing me to gasp in pain. He pulled it out and looked up at me guiltily. I took hold of his hands and smiled. I showed him how to tease my pussy then gently slide it into me. After five minutes of this I came again and we went back down stairs.

 when we got there, Greg was fucking Ly fast but gently. When he saw us he got off and Kyle started fingering her. Greg was still hard and had a condom on. I didn’t want my sister to get pregnant , but I didn’t mind if I did. I pulled it off him, pushed him down onto the ground and fucked the living day lights out of him.

When Ly’d cum I got her onto the ground to show her how to finger another girl. We sat there for awhile fingering each other, she got her entire into my hot cunt while I only got three fingers. I used my free hand to tease her nipples and squeezes her tits. Before we came I pulled her hand out and flipped her onto her stomach. I started fingering her ass, she protested but I didn’t stop. Greg turned on the vibrator and handed it to me. I slowly pushed it into Ly’s ass, I heard a sharp in take of breath but she didn’t stop me. After a few minutes she was moaning so I told her to stand up and walk around.

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To show the twins how to ass fuck I lent over the back of the couch. Greg came up behind me and plunged right in and started pounding away. “i'm used to ass fucking to you can just plunge right in” I said between grunts “but with a virgin ass like Ly’s you’ll need to go slow.”

Greg pounded till he came then it was Kyle’s turn. Greg guided Kyle’s dick to my ass and helped him into a rhythm. As Kyle got more confident I could feel his hands exploring my body, tracing the crack from pussy to ass. I watched Greg pull Ly into a hug and kiss her fore head.

When they pulled apart greg’s dick was rock hard and quivering. They walked to the back of the couch and Ly got into the same position as I was. I took hold of her hand as Greg took the vibrator out of her ass, threw it away then slide his penis into her tight ass. All too soon Me and Kyle came so Kyle went and took over Ly.

All of a sudden I remembered something. “Where’s Mum and Dad ?” I asked the twins. “Second honey moon” Ly moaned. “Back in three weeks”. Grunted Kyle.

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Jail Bait

Peter_Pan on Cyber Stories

As had been his wont of late, right after dinner Terry wandered into the small den and sat down in the swivel high-back - perhaps the one, almost irrelevant concession to luxury he had indulged himself in these past two decades. Living in small-town Missouri he had struggled for most of his working life to make ends meet - 'come close' might be the more appropriate terminolgy - with a variety of jobs. An electrical tradesman by profession, he had picked up a useful contract with a local manufacturer, installing ceiling fans. Heading now towards Fall, the jobs were becoming noticeably infrequent. Letters from the mortgagee demanding the arrears on his monthly payments however, were quite the opposite.

Married late with just the one now thirteen-ye

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ar old son, Terry had faced worse before. He would ride this out too.

First closing the door to circumnavigate the sudden appearance of any unwanted visitors, he poured himself a bourbon and ice and logged-in to check his email. It was there! "Phantasy_luvr " had finally replied to his cyber-pleas and written to him.

Not a particularly worldly girl to judge by its contents, but nevertheless, that is hardly what he had been hanging out for. A guy nudging his mid fifties, doesn't chat up a young female University student in Nebraska, hoping to better understand the cause of the Indo-China conflict. Having read it twice, he swiftly fired-up MSN Messenger hoping to catch her on-line. Damn, that bourbon was hitting the spot, last half-bottle that it was though.

The dice were falling his way tonight - there she was, already chatting it appeared. He clicked her dialog box, marginally put-out that she might be spreading her favors abroad this night. Such fears were allayed however when she assured him she had just logged-on herself, hoping to find him on-line. His self-esteem restored, his manhood pulling back from damage-control, he fell-in to their now familiar role-playing script. "Phantasy_luvr" confessing her frenetic desire to be used and abused by her daddy, whilst "Mountain-man" provided the paternal patter necessary (he hoped) to have her fingers on active duty in areas he could only dream about...and did he ever do that? - it was becoming a daily ritual.

The Internet is indeed a wonderful thing - the ultimate playing-field of electric dreams.

"Do you like daddy's hand up your skirt, doing this?" he typed one-handedly, it's partner caressing a long dis-used (as far as marital obligations were concerned at least) appendage. The girl's reply was slow in appearing - evidence he took it, that she was indeed caressing deeply that youthful pussy, somewhere in the freezing Nebraskan wilderness.

"I love you daddy," she wrote at last, "If you want to fuck me that's Ok with me!"

He had always wanted a daughter - one who loved him and desired his sexual attentions as well, was even better. He had never been so hard, and three quarters the way to the walled city himself, he typed, leaving nothing to the imagination, his blueprint for what he hoped was their shared orgasmic solace.

At the point she entered, "Oh God!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" into his dialog box, he imagined he had done not only womanhood in general a great service, but that the young girl was now creaming her panties at the behest of his dynamically arousing banter.

She was still describing the on-going sensations afflicting her body anywhere and everywhere between her nipples and southern climes, when he jetted-up a stream of cum that splattered not only his keyboard, but several order forms that would now need judicious cleansing. He smiled to himself as he thought of the boss's elderly secretary, mulling over the occasional stains as she filed the paperwork, tut-tutting at the outrageous possibilities.

"That was incredible" he typed, "Biggest cum I've had all year, thanks," he paused for a moment before continuing. "I know I've asked before sweetheart," he punched in, "But don't you have any pictures you could send me? I would so love to know what you look like?"

"What I look like, or my pussy looks like?" she answered....he could almost hear her giggle!

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"Either's fine by me," he responded.

"Maybe I'll just take one using the timer on my digital," she typed.

"Make it two - at least," he pleaded, hoping she was even half as pretty as his fantasies had led him to imagine. Chatting was always a risky business he knew - with his luck she might turn out to be a frumpish spinster from Sheboygan, Wisconsin.

After they had each signed off, he sat back in the chair, fully reflective for a few moments. He wasn't 'cheating' on his wife, he reasoned - after all, he wasn't 'seeing' anyone behind her back was he? It was just a bit of harmless sexy fun! My God, it's not like he'd had much of that since his wife had pretty much closed-up shop after Matthew hit double figures.

Problem is - he became so reliant on her sexually complicit nature he found himself spending more and more time on line....and more and more time mopping up his keyboard and peripherals. At the point of each ejaculation he was beginning now to feel her vaginal muscles clamping down at the critical moment - taste her youthful lips - sense her submissive aspect. He was in love with a ghost!

Not a week later and logging-in to his email account he noticed that which he had longed to see. A message from "Phantasy_luvr" but with attachments! Checking first to see whether or not she was on-line, and that being a negative, he clicked on 'Phantasy_1.jpg '.

To describe his condition as catatonic, would be close to the mark.

Perched unashamedly on what looked like a desk in her bedroom, a young brunette of indeterminate age but surely less than the twenty years she had told him, sat completely naked, her legs well apart and her small breasts jutting teasingly towards the camera. Her arms at her side, she was the image of provocative tease. Pretty, to the point of being arrestingly beautiful, Terry could but stare at her sexy light brown pubic curls that drew the viewer's eyes to those soft pink folds bedded down between her legs. He had the picture in photo-shop in seconds and with the slightest of enhancement, a breathtaking angel filled his screen.

Her lips promised the world, her hips - the same. The girl's blue eyes lit up her sweet face that was, as it happened, half-turned for effect. On full imaging, he could study her gentle cleavage and the perfection of her bodily curves. He sighed as he took in the magnificence of her quite small nipples - the epitome of feminine tease.

'Phantasy_2.jpg' couldn't have been any more intimate had Michaelangelo himself directed the scene...or any more disturbing. The girl was on the bed this time, her mouth open in what looked like shocked disbelief.. This might have had something to do with the middle-aged man kneeling between her legs and with his outsize erection as far up her innocent-looking little pussy as he could get it. With one hand fondling her right breast, the overall impression was one of aggravated rape. With her hands up over her head, clinging on to the bed-frame for either support or inspiration, the girl presented an image of total feminine submission.

Not even realising he had his own erection unzipped at this time, Terry brought himself to sticky finality - twice! He would probably have gone for the trifecta, but for the knock at the door. Hurriedly he shut down the monitor and zipped up.

"Could you help me with some homework dad?" his son urged upon his opening the door.

"Sure Matt," he said, his mind on anything but the volume of a ten foot water-tank with a radius of four-foot six inches!

Although he and "Phantasy_luvr" continued to chat from time to time, he sensed a reluctance on her part to discuss the pictures, or confide in him who the man was. "You just kept asking," she said, "So I sent a couple." He inquired if there was more naturally enough, but she was in no mind to ever pursue it. Neither would she discuss her birth certificate except to admit, "I know, I look young for my age!"

It's always annoying when someone turns up at your door late at night, especially mid-way though a good movie. Even more annoying when it's the F.B.I.

"Terry Edwards?" asked the larger, somewhat thick-set gentleman. Terry nodded. "Agent Norris," said the man waving his badged id in my friend's face. "This is Agent Finch," the other man inclined his head dutifully. Understandably curious, Terry shook the man's hand and ushered them inside.

"May we speak to you in private Sir?" said Norris, noting Terry's wife and son hunched up on the lounge. Terry ushered them into the small den..

Glancing at the desk, Norris said "Is that your computer Sir?" to which Terry obviously had no reason that he could figure, to deny it.

"Well, we have Court documents here (he waved some official-looking paperwork in Terry's face) to impound this equipment and to escort you back to the office for further questioning."

Having less than no idea what was going on, he had but three minutes to hurriedly farewell his family and fetch a coat - it was a cold night.

At F.B.I. headquarters he was kept in a holding room for almost two hours before he was interviewed by a third agent - one he admitted later was a tad more relaxed and pleasant.

They were keeping his computer he was told, to thoroughly analyse for possible "illegal images of children." It could take a week they said.

"But there's no kiddie-porn on there," he argued....."nothing at all!" He demanded to know why they had targeted him but was told to simply "go home" and wait to hear from them.

"Look, it's nothing major," he was assured, "Just following-up on another case Sir. Please go home now - we'll be in touch." Protesting that he needed the computer for work, all they admitted to him is "It's possible you might have your hard-disc erased by our software."

Over three weeks elapsed and still he had heard nothing. So calling headquarters back he was told "Our investigations are still in progress Sir - you'll have to be patient. Sorry for the inconvenience. We should be back to you inside a week."

They were too!

"Just the one picture Sir," said Agent Norris, "But that's all it takes isn't it? She was just twelve years old....and that was her father!" The handcuffs really left a lasting impression on his wife and son as they dragged him off that night.

Charged under Federal Law, Terry pulled down a minimum five and a half years. He is now incarcerated at the State lock-up in the Springfield slammer. His son will be eighteen when he gets out and his wife confided to me a few days ago that unless she can come up with four grand in back payments by the end of this week, the bank will be foreclosing on the house in a fortnight. She has nowhere to go and is shattered. I doubt Matthew ever gets over it.

Be aware, every photograph transmitted on Hotmail, Yahoo, MSN, etc, is likely to be 'tracked,' you need to be guilty of nothing more than turning your computer on and clicking on the wrong image!

Terry did nothing....he procured no services, on-forwarded no pictures to anyone, encouraged not the slightest indecency with any third party - or even knew the girl's age?

By comparison - a High School teacher in Western Sydney last year was convicted of setting-up high-resolution digital video recording equipment in the Year Nine locker rooms, spying on the girls in the showers, physically molesting two fourteen-year olds and storing more than three thousand images of naked girls as young as eight - many in poses the Police described as horrifying. He got three years jail and a five grand fine. With good behavior, he’ll be out in two years!

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Kashmir – “Journey of my Life”.

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Jan 2001, myself, my husband and my childhood friend Nisha and her husband decided to take a trip to Gulmarg, Kashmir. It was not exactly our honeymoon but our first trip together after honeymoon. Actually David Nisha’s husband and Andi my husband studied in t

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Opiated on Taboo Stories

 

 

Ok so this story might not be "Taboo" but to me it was .

I knew my buddy Jeff for about 6 years , we went to Elementry and then a little Jr high and finished in High school . This happened actually when I was in the 11th grade , completly unexpected and never happened again . Allthough I wish it did ......

Jeff's mom Mary was stunning , she was blonde 34 dd shapely and just plain hot . Whenever the guys were around wed always comment on her . I called Jeff the night before we were supposed to work on this high school project together . Well we were set so I thought and I came over at about 1 saturday afternoon . I knocked on the door and after a bit Mary answered the door in a robe . It was obvious she was sun tanning she smelt like that

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coconut oil stuff they use ?

Well I asked for Jeff and she said he was gone for a few but I could come in and wait . I dident have anything to do so I was like cool . She walked out to the patio where there pool was and removed the robe and sat down she smiled . "Mind rubbing me down ?"She asked I quickly agreed I mean whoul wouldent ? So I began to rub her lower back and shoulders and then she shifted causing my crotch to rest right in the crack of her ass . I was growing hard just being this close to her .

After a while she turned her head and smiled "Getting a stiffy are you ?"I felt like a perv now and stammered "I..Im so.." she cut me off by laughing "Hell Im flattered feels like quite a package I bet the girls like you " It was true I had a rather well endowment . I had a 9 inch cock and I was half hard now she couldent take her eyes off me before she asked "Mind if I see it ? its been so long since Ive seen a cock hard "I blushed I knew she was a sexless lady . Jeffs dad died about a year ago , so she never really moved on . I got bold "Ill show you if you show me your tits " she smiled and agreed flipping around she pulled her bikini top off and reveled the biggiest pair of tits Id ever seen . Soon after I pulled my cock out for her and she imediatly reached for it and began to stroke it "Oh my god you got to be kidding me " she said as she kept stroking my cock "Can I just kiss it ? " she asked "Sure do what you want " she gave me a devious look and opened her mouth taking my cock down .

I sat there babbling like a idiot as this totaly hot woman sucked my cock hard ! Soon she pulled her mouth off my cock and smiled "you ever been fucked by a real woman ?" she asked I shook my head and her bikini bottoms came off . She stradled my hips and sank herself onto my cock and began to thrust herself over and over again over my shaft . I moaned deeply and hands cupped her breasts as she squeezed her walls around my cock . I thrust deeper into her untill I felt my balls empty inside her and she moaned deeply licked my dick clean and informed me Jeff was asleep ....

First Time Fucked in Female Finery

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Even as a young boy I can remember being intrigued by high heels and pantyhose. Whenever I had the chance I would sneak into my mothers closet and slip into her heels and pantyhose. Even at that tender young age my little cock used to get hard as a rock, and I loved to do it every chance I got. Little did I know that this fetish would follow me for the rest of my life. I was married at one stage but once that marriage failed I indulged my fetish for heels and hose to its fullest. I have over 40 pairs of high heels in my secret hiding place, and about as many pairs of pantyhose. I dont wear them all the time, just when I'm feeling horny.

 One afternoon I was enjoying the pleasures of my obsession, and wearing a lovely pair of 5" pink heels and tan pantyhose. I'd been in t
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hem most of the day and the crotch of the pantyhose was soaking wet with my pre-cum. I didn't care because I loved to dip down and slip some of it onto my finger and the into my mouth every now and then. I'd got so used to wearing the heels that I could walk in them quite normally even. Weird to think that a male of over 40 could walk easily in big heels but so many girls couldnt do the same thing. I was happily sitting down watching television when I heard a noise in the driveway. What? Was there someone here?

 As the thoughts raced through my mind, my friend Merren knocked, and then walked through the wire door. She knew about my 'fetish' as I'd told her once in a bit of a drunken mistake night, but she'd never actually experienced the phenomenon first hand. 'Hi' I heard her say, then there was silence as she realised what I was wearing... I was relieved to hear that she was cool about it and she came and sat down on the other sofa near me. "Been enjoying yourself have you" she asked and a smile came over her face. It wasn't like I could pretend anything else, so I admitted that I'd been 'dressing up' all day. Once again that smile came across her face, and she admitted that she was still pretty cool with my fetish and it didnt worry her at all.

"Any new shoes that I can try on?" She said. "Plenty" I said "Ebay makes it easy for people like me to stock up on such things"

 She headed straight into my bedroom and grabbed a couple of pairs. Luckily our sizes were compatible, and a nice pair of Mary Janes fitted beautifully. I was embarrassed beyond belief as she noticed that I had a huge erection while I was watching her. I couldnt help it, it was so sexy watching a woman wearing MY heels. That smile flashed again and she grabbed the bedside drawers and fished out some pantyhose. How did she know? Ahh, she had been given a key to my house some time ago, maybe she'd been checking out my stock before?

Pulling on some black ones she slipped the shoes back on and stood up. She walked over to me and kissed me softly on the lips. "This is your fantasy isnt it?" I nodded in acknowledgement and her hand rubbed against my cock. We kissed for a little bit and then she knelt before me. She began to lick my cock through the pantyhose and I could barely contain myself it was so sexy. She jumped onto the bed and suggested that I might want to return the favour so I pressed my mouth against her pussy and licked away furiously before pulling the top of the pantyhose down a little and then sticking my tongue deep inside her. She groaned and pushed herself against me to maximise her own pleasure..

"Enjoying this are you?" she asked? "Oh yeah" I said and she sat up and turned me over. Face down on the bed I felt her pull my own pantyhose down and then movement near my ass. I felt some sticky liquid splash onto me and I realised that she'd found the lube in my bedside drawer. Then for the first time ever I was shocked to find something entering me! While it felt like it was huge, all she was doing was sliding her finger into my virgin ass. And it felt GOOD! 'More. MORE" I yelled as she slowly finger fucked me. I couldnt believe how good it was to have something up my ass. "Well, well, you are a surprise" she said to me as she slipped her finger in and out of my ass." So quiet normally, but a real surprise in the bed" My dick was so hard at this time that I couldnt hold on much longer and finally I turned over myself to relieve the pressure. It was harder than I'd ever seen before and she knew what I wanted and took the doggy position in front of me. She reached around and tore her pantyhose so I could enter her and finally I was living my ultimate fantasy. I was fucking a girl dressed in pantyhose and heels while I was wearing them as well. I was sure that I'd come almost straight away but I was so horny that I was able to keep fucking for ages and ages. Every now and then I'd run my hands over her legs or mine and each time the feel of the nylon seemed to give me even more stamina and my dick would just get harder and harder. She didnt seem to mind and just kept pushing back harder against me with each thrust. "OK, my turn now" she said and eased herself away from my cock. She twisted me around and all of a sudden I realised that she'd grabbed the vibrator that I kept under my bed and had it poised at my rear. Then she brought pressure to bear and its entire length was inside me. She began to fuck me with my own vibrator and I I couldnt believe how good it felt. I began to time my own thrusts to meet hers and all the time I was running my hands over my own legs and hers, feeling the sexy nylon hose in my fingers. As she fucked me with my own vibe I was checking out her legs encased in black and the sexy shape of the heels on her feet. I'd never felt so horny in my life and I didnt care how strange it was. I was finally living my fantasy and it was brilliant! She must have sensed that I was getting close to coming and I felt her mouth slowly suck my cock into it. I was living my dream and getting my ass fucked and my cock sucked all at the same time. And, as I got closer and closer to coming I felt her pull away from me and reposition herself with her feet near my cock. She grabbed my cock with her hand and as her hand make its final stroke I exploded with spurt after spurt of cum all over her pantyhosed feet and heels. There was so much there that it must easily have been twice what I'd ever done before. Then she rubbed her feet against my own and then both of us were sporting cum--soaked heels and hose. Even though I'd just cum the most in my life, I was still hard and and I couldnt believe how good I felt. She licked some of the cum off. and then we lay there a while.

 "I've been thinking about doing that for a while" she said. "I thought you might enjoy it" And...she was right..

Making Her Mine Ch. 1 - 6

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Chapter 1

 

Rochelle and I have been friends for years.  We grew up in the same town, going to the same schools from elementary all the way through high school.  We lost touch during college but once I found out that we both were going to college in the same area, I made contact with her.  Ever since then, we have been best friends and have been there for each other through thick and thin.  Usually, I was the person that she came to when she needed help, or just a friendly ear.  While there have been some really bad arguments between the two of us, it was never anything that we let jeopardize our friendship.  She confided in me about her beliefs, her ideals and such.  Whenever I brought up the topic of having sex with whomever it was that I was dating at the time, she would just turn quiet and try to change the topic.  I later learned that she was a virgin, and she was saving herself for the person that she was going to marry.  Over time, while she was the object of many a fantasy, I saw her as a best friend and sister.

 

Some nights, when we were both hammered (she is a light-weight) after going to the bars, there were those intimate moments between us when she would wrap her arms around my neck and give me a peck on the lips.  She would wiggle her small ass up against my crotch as she did it, but it was all harmless flirting, and we knew that nothing would come of it.  She had a boyfriend and I knew she was in love with him and not me.  Recently, however, Ro has gotten engaged to said boyfriend and has been planning her wedding.  Since then she has moved into his house.  At first, I didn’t really think of it much, I was going out with another girl and that was all that was on my mind.  But my girlfriend and I had broken up and since then I have been really horny.  Then it happened, on the fourth of July, while over at Rochelle’s house, I walked into the bathroom to pee and she was standing there, in nothing but what God gave her on the day she was born. 

 

Now let me help you picture what Ro looks like.  She is of Filipino descent, 5’3”, 105 lbs, b-cup breasts, full lips and a great ass.  On top of all this, she was completely shaven save for a small strip of hair right above her pussy.  Now normally I prefer a girl with a little bit of meat on her, but it had been a while and she was looking really good.  Within the few seconds that I saw her, the whole concept of forbidden fruit began to take shape and I began seeing this girl in a different light.  Now let me tell you know right now, ever since we have met up after college, I have seen her as the sexy woman that she has grown up to be, but seeing her in all her glory was the final straw.  Ro sort of yelped and I shut the door to give her her privacy.  I went ahead and went downstairs and used the other bathroom.  When Ro came downstairs, she acted like nothing happened.  So I just let it slide, we finished with the night and I went home to my home.

 

When I got home, I went to bed.  As I lay there, I just couldn’t sleep.  Every time that I closed my eyes, I saw her, naked.  So I got up, pulled out the porn, and jerked off, thinking of plowing Rochelle’s tight pussy.  As I went to sleep that night, I knew that I was going to have to make that girl my own personal cum receptacle.  Just the idea of her losing her virginity to her fiancé was driving me nuts.  I heard her talk about him to her girl friends a while back and how he was sporting only about 4 inches when she had given him a blowjob.  I just knew that I needed her to experience a real man the first time that she had sex.  So the next morning, I began to work on my plan to make her mine.

 

Getting her alone so I could train her was actually quite simple.  Rochelle is a lightweight drinker, as I have said before.  One day, Rochelle called me up and asked me to go bar hopping with her.  Her fiancé was going out of town for a couple of weeks on business and she was going stir-crazy being cooped up in the house.  I agreed and we set it up to meet later that night.  So I talked my buddy into following us while we went bar hopping.  She has always been a sucker for a guy willing to give her a free drink.  She had never met Dan before and so when he approached her (after I had gone to the bathroom), it was really simple for him to talk her up and buy her a drink.  When their drinks came, Dan “accidentally” spilled her drink on the bar.  While it didn’t get her wet, it gave him the distraction that he needed to slip a rohypnol into his own drink.  After all was cleaned up, he gave her his drink and apologized.  I then came up behind him and tapped him on the shoulder.  I introduced myself and he excused himself, pretending to be nervous. 

 

I asked Rochelle, “Who was that guy?  Do you know him from somewhere?”  Rochelle answered, “Nope, but he wasn’t bad looking.  Too bad I am getting married soon.  At least I got a free beer out of it!”  With that, she chugged the beer and didn’t think anything of it.  About 30 minutes went by and she started to feel a little tipsy.  She asked me to take her home and I told her I would get the car.  She didn’t even make it to the car before she passed out from the effects of the drug.  Because of how small she is, I was given plenty of time to take her “home.”  Little did she know, we were going to my home.  I knew that soon, I was going to be playing out all my fantasies that had involved her.

 

Chapter 2

 

I am fairly well off, being a computer systems analyst, and I own two homes.  One is in the city; the other is in the country, pretty much cut off from anything and everything.  Over the last few weeks, I have been preparing the country house.  I put dead bolt locks on all the doors as well as security pads and locks on the exits.  I replaced the window glass with Plexiglas, and I set up a chair and a table with different types of restraints and such.  While I had plenty of sex toys available to me from my previous relationships, I wanted to make sure that everything was in working order so I bought new toys.  I bought three butt plugs, all vibrating and increasing in size, a ball gag, some nipple clamps, etc.  In all of the rooms except the office, I placed small security cameras and an intercom system.  In the office, I set up the room to watch any room I wanted, as well as record anything that might occur.

 

Finally, we arrived at my house and I carried her inside.  Once inside, I put her in a room and dropped her on a bed that was just a frame and a mattress.  I stripped her down to nothing and placed a shock collar on her neck.  I then just looked at her body.  I thought to myself, “Could it be that she is actually better now than she was earlier?”  I spread her legs and took a good long sniff and instantly got hard.  It took all my willpower just to walk out of that room and lock the door, leaving her looking so ripe for the pickings.

 

So I went to my office, sat down at the computer and slowly dozed off.  At about 6am, I was awakened by a scream to wake the dead.  Terrified, I looked up and realized that it was my girl.  I laughed to myself a little bit and watched the screen.  Ro was freaking out in her room.  As she tried to climb under the bed, she started screaming for help.  The bed was too low, even for her petite frame to fit under.  As she screamed, I thought to myself, “I am glad that I sound-proofed those walls, in spite of having no neighbors for miles around.”

 

After waiting for her to stop screaming, I went to the kitchen, made myself a large breakfast.  I thought about giving her some too, but that was to go against the plan.  I left the house and went to go get some more food.  While I was out, I went on to Rochelle’s computer and got into her email.  She was never one to put a password on her account so it was very easy.  I sent her fiancé an email telling him that her cell phone went out so she wouldn’t be able to contact him for a while.  After I was done there, I went back to my home.

 

When I got back, I looked at the monitor and Rochelle was in a corner, crying to herself.  I thought to myself, “Perfect, she is slowly calming down.”  By that time, it was already 6 in the evening.  I knew that she would be starving so I made her an ample dinner, and put it on a tray.  With the food, I placed a letter, which said the following:

 

“Dearest Rochelle,

            I understand that you are very scared and confused right now.  That is to be expected when one wakes up in a new place, naked and alone.  All that you need to know right now is that you are not harmed, and won’t be harmed if you cooperate.  If you choose to struggle, you will be punished.  It is all up to you.  Eat this food, I guarantee that it is safe.  I have plans that involve you and I will not jeopardize this.  Just keep in mind, if you choose not to eat this food within 1 hour, I will be forced to take it back and you will not get any more for 24 hours.  I encourage you to eat, you will need to keep up your strength.”

 

I set the tray through a small trap door and shoved it into her room.  After, I went to the office to watch what happened.  As I watched Rochelle read the note, I saw the horror began to swell in her eyes, and she freaked.  She kicked over the tray, screamed, and cried some more.  After an hour had gone by, she still hadn’t eaten her food.  Saddened that she chose this path, I was left with no other choice.  I had to follow through with my letter.  I looked at the screen, reached over and activated her collar.  When I did that, Rochelle went stiff as the collar activated and shocked her.  I set it up to work like a tazer, and Ro dropped to the floor, unconscious.  I went to the room and it smelled of urine as Rochelle had peed herself.  I cleaned up the food and urine, and left a note with just two words on it, “Bad Choice.”

 

Chapter 3

 

The next morning, I woke up and went to the office to check on my girl.  She was sitting on the bed, awake but with a vacant stare.  After seeing her like this, I turned on the voice distorter and spoke into the intercom.  I said, “I hope you slept well last night.  I am sure that you are hungry but that will have to wait until later.  You made your choice, and while it wasn’t a good one, it was yours to make.  You were punished and now you must wait for food.  However, being the person that I am, I will give you a choice.  Comply with my next request, and receive something to eat sooner, or don’t and wait until it’s been 24 hours.  The choice is yours.”  Rochelle thought about this for a moment and spoke out saying, “Ok, I will obey you.  I am so hungry.”  I replied, “Ok, your instructions will come shortly.”

 

On a tray, I placed a pair of handcuffs, a blindfold, and a note telling her to put the cuffs on and connect them to the pair hanging from the ceiling after blindfolding herself.  After I pushed the tray through, I walked to the room and watched as my toy followed my instructions.  With that, I activated a winch, slowly raising her until she was on her tiptoes.  When I walked in to the room, there was a beautiful sight that I was left in awe of.  The object of my desire was standing there in front of me, and she had no idea who it was that was doing this to her.  I got close to her and blew on her nipples.  Rochelle started to cry, begging me to let her go.  I just shushed her and rubbed her back.  I had brought in some canned whipped cream and a riding crop as well as other toys in a bag with me. 

 

I set down the cream and walked behind her, dragging the small piece of plastic along her body.  Rochelle began to cry, “Why are you doing this?  Please don’t hurt me?  I won’t tell anyone if you let me go.”  Tired of hearing her beg, I brought back the crop and struck her on her left tit.  She let out a scream, and begged for me to stop.  I hit her again, this time on her right tit.  I hit her square on her erect nipple (I kept the room very cool).  Rochelle kept screaming, and I have to admit, I began to get a little hard.  Being in control was hot and I loved it.  I stopped for a second, letting her think that I was done, and then brought it down, on her ass.  I continued to punish her small ass until it started to bleed slightly.  As she hung there, sobbing quietly, I put down the crop and pulled out some rope from my bag, securing her with some rings, spread eagle to the floor.

 

I took a step back to admire my work, and then went in to tease her a little.  I dropped to my knees, right in front of her tight pussy, and blew some air on it.  She whimpered a little and said, “Please don’t do this.”  She could ask all that she wanted, but soon enough, she would be mine.  I picked up the can, stood up, and put the nozzle to her lips.  I sprayed some whipped cream on her lips.  At first she didn’t know what it was, but she licked her lips and took some in.  After, I started to spray it on her nipples, her stomach (around her belly button), and all over her pussy.  As I applied the cream to her body, she started to fidget, as if she were nervous about what was to come.  Starting at the top, I slowly and deliberately licked the sweet cream off of her body.  By the time that I reached her second nipple, her body began to betray her, and she started to secrete juices from her cunt. 

 

She was leaking so badly, the cream began to slide down her thighs.  So I picked up the pace, I really wanted to have a taste of her sweet pussy anyways.  As I approached her most sacred of areas, she began thrusting her hips forward as if to seek out my mouth.  At first, I teased her by licking around her thighs.  I would get close to her lips, but not quite touch them.  Finally, after what seemed like hours (especially to me), I took two fingers and spread her labia apart.  Rochelle groaned a little, her body betraying her will to keep from losing control.  As I licked her, her clit began to grow slightly, seeking further stimulation from my tongue.  I flicked it once, and she shuttered slightly.  After a few seconds, I flicked it again.  I repeated this process about 5 times, teasing her.  Then I increased my attack on her button, taking it in my mouth, sucking it, giving it the attention that it desired.  Breathing heavily, Rochelle begged me, “Please stop.  I can’t take it.  I’m…I’m…I’m gonna….” With that, Rochelle let out a long moan that originated from deep within her throat.  A primal noise that showed that she lost all control of her body.  As her juices flowed from her now swollen pussy, I let it all accumulate in my mouth.

 

With juices in my mouth, I stood up and gave her a deep kiss, forcing her to taste the juices in my mouth.  Then, without warning, as we were locked in our kiss, I took off her blindfold.  When she saw who it was that was forcing her to feel what she was feeling, her jaw dropped.  There was a look of confusion mixed with bewilderment that is hard to describe.  Once again I went for a kiss.  At first she tried to keep from my lips, but I began rubbing her sensitive pussy and her will melted.  She kissed back and showed no signs of resistance to my manipulations.  Once I was done kissing her, I left the room, grabbed a tray of food (a full breakfast) and the keys to the handcuffs.  I returned, left the food on the floor.  I then left the room, closed the door and locked up again.  When I went to the office, I lowered Rochelle and she collapsed to the floor, sobbing slightly to herself.  After about 10 minutes, she came to.  She found the key, freed herself from both the cuffs and the leg restraints, and looked at the food.  She just had a vacant stare as she tried to assimilate all the information that was thrown at her in such a short amount of time.  After about 15 minutes, she began to eat.  Once she was done, she went to the bed and cried herself to sleep.

 

Chapter 4

 

Rochelle had been sleeping for about 4 hours when I walked into her room, carrying a bag.  She must have been exhausted, as she didn’t even stir when I closed the door.  Once inside, I locked the door to prevent any escape that may be attempted.  Before she had a chance to wake up and react, I grabbed her by her waste, flipped her over and sat on her back.  I handcuffed her hands above her head.  She was struggling to free herself, but she was no match for my size and strength.  All during her struggle, she screamed, “Get off me you bastard!  How can you do this to me?  Don’t you care about me?”  Obviously I didn’t make much head way with breaking her will.  After a while though, she had resigned herself to the current situation and just lay there.

 

Once I was sure that she would remain calm, I got off her, took a blindfold and a piece of duct tape from my bag.  I put the blindfold on and put a small amount of duct tape over it to ensure that it wouldn’t slip.  After I finished, she said, “Why the blindfold you fucker?  I already know who you are!”  My goal in doing this, unbeknownst to her, was to keep her oblivious as to my surprise.  To think that I was going to get to enjoy myself with someone with such a great body and tight pussy, I almost blew my load right then and there.  Once I came to, I calmed myself, thinking “All in due time.”  I pulled out the special panties that I had purchased from the store a few days prior.  They are a special kind that cover the pussy, but leave the asshole exposed.  On top of that, they had a remote control that caused them to vibrate over her clit.  When I tried to put them on, Rochelle kicked me hard on the chest.  In a split second, I reached out and backhanded her across the face, ending the struggle.  I put on the panties and I pulled out another pair of handcuffs.  I turned her body so her ass was sticking out from the side of the bed and locked her to the other side of the bed frame with the handcuffs.  I left the room, but not before activating her panties and putting them on low.  I came back with some lube and the three butt plugs I had purchased.  After inserting it into her virgin ass, I left the room for about 15 minutes.  I repeated this process until she had the large, 1.5-inch ass plug in her.  Every time I placed one in, she would cry out in pain.  If only she knew what was in store for her next.

 

I left the final plug in her for about an hour, wanting her to be stretched out for what was to come.  When I came back in, I couldn’t believe my eyes.  She was laying face down, wiggling that little ass, with cum just dripping down her legs.  I guess the mixture of the pleasure from the panties and the pain from the plug was just too much for her small body to take and she came. 

 

Leaning over her, I asked Rochelle, “Do you want me to fuck you in the ass?  Now remember, either way you are getting ass-fucked.  Its all your choice as to how this all goes down.”  Rochelle replied, “Fuck me?  FUCK YOU!  Why would I want you anywhere near me?”  I answered, “Is that your final answer?  Remember, you need to choose wisely.  Everything you do here and now will affect you for the coming days.  Either way you will experience pleasure beyond what you had last night.”  Rochelle then said, “Screw you asshole.”  I replied, “Very well, you have made your choice.”  I then left the room.

 

I had a surprise for Rochelle.  She had always talked with her girlfriends about what it would be like to do certain forbidden acts.  Threesomes, orgies, bondage, anal, you name it.  I knew that she had never experienced anything of that nature before because of her desire to save herself.  Well, I was going to help her in her experiences.  Often times, I would notice her looking at Buck, my 5-year-old mastiff.  She would see his 10” cock come out of its sheath, get a wide-eyed look and then turn her head away to feign disgust.  Some times, I would catch her rubbing his belly and “accidentally” rub his cock.  Well today she would get a first hand experience in getting fucked “doggy style.”

 

I guess Rochelle didn’t hear me come in because she was shocked when I pulled out the plug and shoved the tube of lube up her ass.  She squirmed around, trying to get it out of her, but she wasn’t in any position to do anything.  After emptying about a third of its contents into her, I pulled out the tube and slapped her on the ass hard enough to leave a nice handprint on her tight rear.  I left the room and soon came back with Buck on a leash.

 

Buck immediately looked up, smelling her pussy in the air.  I unattached his leash and he went right for her.  After sniffing her crotch, Buck gave her a nice long like from the top of her pussy, to the end of her ass crack.  Ro immediately froze in place.  Once it had dawned on her that it wasn’t a human tongue, she tried to get away from his licking.  She kept repeating, “Oh god no, please go away.  SHOO!  Go away!”  Ignoring her protests, Buck kept licking.  Despite her underwear being on, the pressure of his tongue was so great that she has 3 more orgasms.  After a while, Buck got bored of the licking and backed up some.  Rochelle sighed a sigh of relief, thinking he was leaving her alone.  Those thoughts were short lived.  Buck jumped up and mounted her body.  Rochelle was dwarfed by his size.  He was nearly 125 lbs heavier than her and when he landed on her, the wind was immediately knocked out of her.  While trying to catch her breath, Buck began to hump at her.  If she weren’t wearing her panties, he would have surely torn into her virgin cunt and ripped her open.  Rochelle was began to cry, she couldn’t move away from her attacker and she realized that she was about to be raped by a huge animal. 

 

Buck kept on humping, nearly hitting his mark on a number of occasions but never quite making it.  Each time he nearly got his cock in her ass, she would gasp and freeze.  Seeing that he needed some help, I reached down and guided Buck’s cock to her ass.  In one lunge, he buried about half of his 10” in her ass.  Rochelle screamed a blood-curdling scream and then fell silent.  Now, not only does Buck have 10” of pussy pounding power, he is also very thick.  In fact, he was so thick, that in pushing into her now no longer virgin ass, she tore very slightly, and began to bleed.  The pain must have been excruciating, because she passed out.  I went and grabbed some smelling salts and put it under her nose.  When she woke up, she started crying out in pain, begging me to stop this.  It was tearing me up inside to see her like this, but I was also very aroused.  Soon, I swallowed back my pain and activated her panties, cranking it up to high.

 

After about a minute, her screams of pain turned to moans of ecstasy.  Soon, she was starting to buck back, trying to get more of him in.  I whispered into her ear, “Does it feel good?”  All she could manage was a slight uh-huh.  Next I asked her, “Do you see what pleasures I can bring to your world?”  In the middle of her reply, she stopped and screamed.  I looked back and Buck had buried himself to the hilt and more blood trickled out of her ass.  In spite of all this, the juices from her pussy were really starting to flow and she arched her back (as well as any person with a 225 lb dog can).  As she came, she let out a long, drawn-out groan.  She came 4 more times before Buck had began to cum.  I got close and asked her, “Do you want his cum inside or out?”  Rochelle yelled, “Please not inside, please not inside.”  “Well,” I replied, “Its not entirely up to me is it?”

 

As soon as I finished my remark, she dropped to the mattress, passed out.  As I went for the smelling salts, I heard her scream again.  When I looked back, I couldn’t believe my eyes.  Somehow, Buck had gotten his baseball size knot into her ass.  Soon she was crying out, “Its so hot!  Not inside me!  Please take it out!”  Buck continued to pump into her, over and over again.  I knew it had been a while since Buck got his rocks off, but when I saw her stomach begin to expand, I was in awe. 

 

When he finally finished, he tried to pull away, but he was still stuck.  Buck continued to pull away.  If it weren’t for her being connected to the bed, he probably would have walked around with his little bitch attached to his dick.  Eventually, his knot subsided and he slipped out of her with an audible pop.  My boy stretched her small ass so wide that it wouldn’t go back to shape for a good 20 minutes.  During that time, cum was just oozing out of her ass.  She was breathing heavily so I went to check her out.  She was still awake, the bleeding had stopped, and she was staring vacantly into space.  I leaned down and asked her, “How did it feel?”  She stayed quiet, not responding to my question.  I then said, as I brushed the sweat off of her forehead, “I understand.  We’re done for now.  You can rest now.  Do you want the panties on or off?”  Turning her head to me, she smiled meekly and said “On.”  I patted her head saying, “Good girl.”  I took off her blindfold, and tossed the key on the bed.  I left her there for a few hours to rest up.  Soon, I would continue her training.

 

Chapter 5

 

It was six o’clock in the evening when I woke her up again by rubbing the small of her back.  I noticed that she had taken off the panties, but they were soaked through and in a wad on the ground.  While I didn’t tie her up, I brought in some cuffs and rope in case she decided to resist.  I brought her a very hearty meal.  It included a steak, some mixed veggies, and a little wine.  I went over with the tray, and sat next to her.  I told Rochelle, “This is more than that bitch of a fiancé ever did for you, isn’t it?  Has he even made the effort to give instead of take?”  I don’t think that she had ever thought of it before.  She had always just accepted his ways, never questioning his tactics.  As she ate her food, some wine fell onto her right breast.  Immediately I reached over with my forefinger and wiped it up.  After which I put my finger to my mouth while staring directly into her eyes.

 

“I will treat you like a queen.  I will give you whatever you want that is within my power.  Just ask for it and it will be yours.”  Rochelle looked at me with tears in her eyes and asked, “Can I leave?  I won’t tell anyone?”  I cradled her jaw with my hand and replied, “You may go home soon enough.  But when the time comes, it will be your choice as to which home you want to go home to.  And, while I wish that I could believe that you wouldn’t tell anyone, I know I won’t take that chance. 

 

Immediately Rochelle blurted out, “I promise I won’t.  I won’t tell a soul.  I won’t go to the police!”  I wiped the tears from her eyes saying, “I know you won’t.  Do you know why?”  She shook her head no.  “Because I have filmed your act of taboo.  I have it all.  Including you thrusting back to meet Buck’s willing cock.”  Rochelle said, “You’re lying.  I don’t believe you.”  I said, “Ok, I am going to take you out of your room.  Just remember, there is no escape because the doors have locks that require a password.  I also still have the collar on you.  If you run, you will not make it far.”  She looked down in defeat, realizing that the hope of escape was gone.

 

I escorted her out the door.  As we walked through the living room, I saw her spy Buck in the corner.  He was licking himself and she took a double take.  I don’t think that she realized the size of his cock.    I couldn’t help but notice her rubbing her bare ass.

 

Eventually, we reached the office where I had all of my monitors set up.  I had her sit in the chair in front of the monitors and I popped in the tape.  All you could see was her small frame under Buck, thrusting back to get as much cock into her body as possible.  The moans of ecstasy as he pounded her tight ass were loud and clear.  Rochelle hung her head in shame, understanding that I have indeed been filming her indiscretions with a dog.  If the film were to somehow get out to her family, friends, and most importantly her fiancé, she would lose everything.  Her family would disown her and she would end up on the street.

 

Once the tape had ended, I crouched down to her eye level and said, “We are linked to each other.  For better or worse, you are in a situation where you have to make a choice.  I will be releasing you in two days.  In four days, you will be made to make that choice.  Either go back to your fiancé, who treats you no differently than someone he met on the street, or to leave him, and stay with me, a man who will treat you like you deserve to be treated.  Someone who will attend to your every desire and need.”  With that, she replied, “So no matter what, you won’t send out this video?”

 

I said, “Not if you don’t give me a reason to.  I went to the store while you were asleep and picked you up some things.  I bought you bed sheets, a pillow, and a blanket.  Set them up in your room however you like.  They are yours for as long as you want them.”  I then walked her to her things and had her take them into her room.  Once she set up the bed, she turned to me with a questioning face.  “Is there something wrong,” I asked.  “And what about clothes,” She asked.  I replied, “You won’t be needing any.  The house is kept at a comfortable level.  In fact, I think that I am done with them too.”

 

With that, I began to strip down.  First I took off my shirt, and then my pants.  Ro had never seen me in my underwear before.  When she saw my crotch, her mouth gaped open somewhat.  Now I am not a monster, but I am sporting a good 5” of flaccid cock.  When hard I am up to 8” and I have two large balls hanging under it all.  Even in my limp state, I was over an inch longer than what she had described to her girlfriends as her fiancé being hard.  Not only that, my cock is just over 2” in diameter.  Rochelle just stood there, unable to take her eyes off of my dick as I pulled it out of my underwear. 

 

I smiled a bit and asked her, “Is there a problem?”  Rochelle didn’t reply so I had to ask again.  Finally, she came out of her state of shock and looked at me.  She seemed to be at a loss for words.  Eventually she said, “I have only seen Steven’s, and his is not that big.  Is it normal?”  I responded, “Well, assuming that he is only about 4” like I have heard you tell Kira, he is on the short side.  Even with that in mind, no, this isn’t normal.  The average guy is only about 6” hard.  You can touch it if you want.”

 

Chapter 6

 

She turned around, blushing slightly.  Although she kept glancing back at me, I knew she would need some encouragement.  So I went behind her and lifted up her hair.  Knowing she was sensitive behind the ears, I began licking.  While doing that, with one hard I reached forward and began manipulating one of her nipples.  With my other hand, I grabbed hers and brought it to my limp dick.  Her small hand clasped my cock lightly, as if afraid of it.  Her fingers didn’t even go around it.  I then whispered in her ear, “You are making me feel good.  Start stroking it, see how big it gets.” 

 

With that, I guided her hand back and forth over my member.  As it began to fill with blood, Rochelle soon realized that I had let go of her hand already and she was doing it on her own.  With my second hand free, I began to rub her pussy, especially her clit.  Within seconds of my fondling, her cunt began to ooze out fluid.  I began to lick her neck, kissing it with little love bites.

 

Once I was fully erect, I turned her around, and gave her a kiss.  I only did a portion of the work.  She was doing most of it.  She was the one who started shoving her tongue in my mouth.  When I had had enough, I squatted down, reached under her legs and lifted her up.  She was so light that it was easy for me to hold her up high; her legs resting on my shoulders as I ate her out.  Between her fear of heights, and the tongue-lashing she was getting, her endorphins must have been working because she came, right in my mouth.

 

I savored her taste and put her feet on the ground.  As if her lust had taken over, she kissed me, seeking out her juices with her tongue.  She looked up at me saying, “I taste good.”  I replied, “I agree.”  With that, she continued to kiss me while backing my up to the bed.  She pushed me down onto the bed and dropped to her knees.  Rochelle looked up at me with those beautiful eyes and said, “I have only done this for one other man, let me know if I am doing it right.”

 

Before I even had a chance to react, she took my cock in her hand and began to lick up its sides.  I told her to play with my balls some and she took one in her mouth, sucking it to the point of pain.  Then Rochelle looked up at me, establishing eye contact, and opened her mouth.  In her haste, she immediately tried to take me all the way in.  Unfortunately, she only made it about 5” before gagging.  I told her to take it easy.  She backed up and tried again.  Each time, she would get further down and when she came up she would apply more suction than the time before.

 

She looked up at me in disappointment.  She said, “I’m sorry.  I could do it with Steven, but you seem to be too big.  Do you know of a way?  I really want to try.”  I patted the bed and when she sat down, I flipped her around, putting her head over the side of the bed.  She then opened her mouth and took in a deep breath as I sunk my cock in.  After about 6”, I started to feel her gag.  As I started to pull out, she grabbed me by my ass and pulled me forward, burying all 8” of me.  I saw her throat fill up and felt her gag.  Still, she kept it in her throat not wanting to let go of my ass.  After a few seconds, her eyes began to roll to the back of her head and her grip loosened.  I pulled out and she began gasping for air.  I asked her if she wanted to stop.  All she did was open her mouth.  So I sunk in again, and began to face fuck her.

 

After about 5 minutes of her throat contracting I knew I was getting close.  I told her, “I am about to cum.”  Rochelle looked up at me with teary but loving eyes and said, “I want it in my mouth.  I want to see what you taste like.  Is there a difference between you and Steven?”  How could I resist a request like that?  So I continued to pump and when I got close, I lodged my cock just inside of her mouth.  She gave one last bit of suction and I let loose a torrent of cum that had been building for a while. 

EDUCATING THE SITTER, OR? - PART II

Wizardwriter on Taboo Stories


- A NEW FRIEND -

Porch light was on and for a change I had no problem getting into the house. I could hear a little grunting coming from my room, and thought my babysitter had got luckier than me. Although, technically I had jut passed on two sure things. Tiff lived one street over, was a cute petite thing, well over seventeen but didn’t look fifteen, long blonde hair, bight blue eyes, and freckle-faced. I bet some football player was banging her little cheerleader-like body.

* * *

She had come by shortly after I moved in, rode up on a bike, dressed in a pair of short Levi cut-offs, a pink tank top, and matching pink sneakers, looking absolutely adorable. She noticed I was pregnant, introduced herself, offering me a little hand printed card for babysitting. I rubbed
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my belly. “This is my first.”

She gave me a dimpled grin. “And a future customer?”

“Um-m,” I didn’t think she was much over eleven, “we’ll see.”

“If you have the time now, we can get the interview over with, I can get you a list of references, and you can check them out before the baby is born. Also I’m great around the house and yard too.” She handed me another card, stating such.

“Really?” Had to give her credit, she was a spunky little thing. Nodding I chuckled. “Alright, come on in Tiffany Ann Smith, lets have a soda and chat.”

“Everyone calls me Tiff, Mrs. Johnson.”

“Miss,” I corrected her, “but Sylvia or Syl will be fine, Tiff.”

She was an incredible delight, and surprisingly over fifteen, the first bit of fun I had since I became pregnant. So fresh and honest, she looked around my gold and green dining room. “Syl, know you just moved in, and I sure hope you didn’t do this,” she scrunched up her face, like she bit into a bad lemon, “because it looks dreadful.”

“It does, doesn’t it,” scrunching up my face like her, I patted Tiff’s arm, “and I didn’t do any of it. You happen to have a suggestion?”

“Sure I can paint it. I don’t have any references on painting, but all those people will tell you what a good worker I am.”

“I’ll think about it, but tell me Tiff, what are you working so hard for, a car?”

“No, I just have no clue to what I want to do, so I want to try this or that.” She smiled, showing off a pair of cute dimples, and perfect teeth, bet she had just got rid of her braces. “And it’s a great way to meet people.” Tiff looked at my belly. “Does the baby kick much?”

“Not too much, do you want to feel?” She nodded eagerly, and I picked up my blouse. “It’s not hard enough to feel through my clothes, except every once in a while.” Tiff rubbed my belly, and I put my hand over hers, guiding it to the side. “Right about there he’s quite active.”

Tiff giggled, and her freckled-face lit up as Joey gave her a decent kick. “Wow, that’s neat Syl. My mom said she got hooked on oil rubdowns while pregnant, dad did them, and she taught us girls how, so she could always con one of us in to doing it. You like them?”

“Who doesn’t?”

She scribbled on a card, and handed it to me. It said, ‘specialty, oil massages.’ With a slight grimace Tiff raised an eyebrow, and shrugged. “Wasn’t sure how to spell maussuses.”

“You’re absolutely adorable,” I patted her hands, as they were still rubbing my belly, “I have a sneaking suspicion it will not be too long and I’m on the referral list.”

“I’ll make up more cards, someone as pretty as you should need help with something.”

“Thank you for the compliment, but right now I don’t feel so pretty.”

“Syl, you’re beautiful,” Tiff rubbed my sides, “you have curves,” she looked at my titties, “so many curves. You’re gorgeous,” she shrugged, “I don’t even have one curve, just like a board, straight down.”

“Oh honey,” I gave her a hug, “they’ll come. If you’re not already, pretty soon you’ll have to chase the boys off with a stick.”

“No,” Tiff wrinkled her button nose, “I don’t think so.”

“Oh it’ll happen, trust me.” I held out my hand. “Well, better take you around the house and get your ideas, so I can make an informed decision.”

She took my hand and I gave her a tour, getting good suggestions on every room. After going over each room, Tiff would take my hand while walking to the next. She even inspected the garage for the tools I might have, because I didn’t have a clue. Following our tour we made some lunch, then just chatted for two hours, and I had the best time in a long time.

It was getting late, so she put her bike in the trunk and I drove her home, where I met her parents. He was an engineer, she was raising their three daughters, Tiff being the middle child. She looked like a short, skinnier version of her mom.

Accepted a cup of tea, and told her mother what an impressive young lady I found Tiff to be. Her mom smiled, and hugged her daughter. “Yes, around here she’s our little go-getter, if she sets her mind on something she’s going to work hard to get it, and always does.”

Finished my tea, and said, “Thank you for the nice visit and tea, enjoyed meeting a neighbor. If you do not mind I have quite a bit of work for Tiff, probably most of the summer.”

She was giggling, jumping around, and her mom smiled. “Well, I guess we’ll be seeing a lot more of you Sylvia, and I look forward to it. Was a pleasure to meet you.”

Tiff walked me out to the car. “What should I wear, I mean work clothes?”

“Um-m, I don’t know we’ll be going to the paint store, and other places, plus I wouldn’t mind someone enjoying the spa with me. If it’s not too forward, you could bring several outfits, I’m sure I can find drawer space for–”

“Oh Syl,” she hugged me, “that’d be great. Thank you, you’ve made me so happy.”

“No honey,” I kissed the top of her head, “you’ve made me so happy.”

* * *

A knock at the door woke me and I looked at the clock, which had a seven and two ones on it. I stumbled to the door, and opened it to, “Hi Syl,” was Tiff, holding a shopping bag, “we didn’t set a time, am I too late?”

“No sweetie, not at all.” I adjusted my robe and hair. “Ah, you like to get up early?”

“Yes, should get most of the work done before the heat.”

“Good thinking.” I yawned. “First thing I think we’re doing is getting your cute little bottom a house key.”

Standing in the doorway she half turned and stuck her butt out. “You think I’ve a cute little bottom?”

“Absolutely,” I patted her butt, “now get it inside, and lets find you some drawer space.” I took her back to my bedroom. “Should be room in the top two drawers, cutie.”

Tiff opened the top drawer. “Wow Syl, you have a lot of fancy panties. Most are so soft and slick. Bet they feel good.”

“Yes,” I chuckled, “guess I do. Those are silk, go ahead sweetie, rub them on your cheek, and they would feel even better on your cute little bottom.”

“Um-m,” she was rubbing a pair of red panties on her cheek, then across her lips, “I’ve never felt anything so nice.” The little minx pulled the front of her cut-offs down a couple inches, showing her panties. “Have some flowered ones, but most are just white, and all are cotton.”

Could not find a comfortable nightgown, so it was silk panties and bra for me. Tiff was arranging things in the drawer, so I took off my robe and got a dress out of the closet. “Oh my god,” Tiff gasped, I turned to find her staring at me, “you wear them all the time? Syl, you’re so sexy. You should be on a calendar.”

“Can tell you’re going to be great for my ego.” I shook my head. “But, I’m not calendar material, not even for pregnant ladies.”

“Um-m,” Tiff wiggled her eyebrows, “you’d be on mine, every month, each in different undies, showing off all your gorgeous curves.”

“Thank you, for making my day, even if it was a tad early. Actually, I think you’ve made my past year all worth it.” I hugged her. “You’re such a cutie.”

Tiff rubbed my butt. “So soft, so sexy.”

Got dressed, made us a little breakfast and we decided to start at this end of the house, with the kitchen and dining room. Appliances were white, cabinets a light oak, flooring a darker oak, and tile counters a light tan, so we had to stick with these colors. Tiff had some color charts from when her parents re-did their home last year, and she picked cinnamon, and wanted all the trim in the house to be white, bright white.

I wrinkled my nose when she said white, and she wiggled my nose. “It’ll tie everything in, trust me.”

“You got it sweetie, I’m in your hands.” Tiff shivered, and sighed.

Holding up this chip or that one, Tiff would eventually tape one or two on the wall, then work on another wall. She had a great eye, and I loved her choices, so it was off to the local lumberyard. First thing we made her a set of house keys, then took care of the other things we needed. On our way to the check stand we passed the tile section. “Look at these?”

I turned to see what Tiff was talking about to find it was tile accents, as in sets that made a picture. “Very nice.”

“Match your tile perfect, look at the two wine country pictures, they have your colors in them. I think they’d look great in the kitchen, would be easy to replace what’s there.”

“Tiff, can you do tile?”

“You bet,” she gave me that dimple-filled smile, “I’m my dad’s boy. So I help him work on the car, do woodworking in the garage, play catch with him at the picnics,” she giggled, “even go with him to all his father/son things at work.”

“Up to you, if you’re up to the challenge so am I. So, you’re not just cute, but talented.”

Tiff giggled, insisting she wasn’t cute, but she was wrong. We filled up the cart, then the trunk. On our way home I turned in at a shopping mall. “Ah,” Tiff wrinkled her nose, “Syl, what do we need here?”

“Work shopping is done,” I wiggled my eyebrows, “time for a bit of fun shopping. Thought maybe I could buy you some fancy panties, if you want?”

“Really?”

“Sure sweetie.”

She slid over and hugged me, thanking me with a kiss on the cheek. We got inside, and she took one look at the place, shaking her head. “Syl, I don’t know where to start.”

“Honey,” I patted her butt, “that’s why it’s called shopping.” I took her hand. “Come on, let’s start with a bra.”

“Oh, I never wear one,” Tiff shrugged, “don’t need one.”

“Maybe not,” I leaned over, and whispered in her ear, “but think we can find one to give you a bit more curves, until nature catches up.”

“Really?”

“Sure sweetie.”

We found one of the new gel filled push-up bras, and she liked the lacy boy shorts that matched, pink, trimmed with black lace, they were very sexy. Heading towards the changing room we picked up this or that, including a thong, also matching her bra, and some silk panties.

I stood outside the door while Tiff changed. “Syl, did I put this on right?”

Peeked in, and she was in her bra and panties. “Um-m, you’re a hottie.” She giggled, and I patted her back. “Bend over at the waist fully, and adjust yourself to get the full effect.”

Tiff bent over, and fiddled with the sides of the bra. “No sweetie, like this.” I cupped her titties, jiggled them, then lightly squeezed them and pulled them up, before helping her stand. “Does that feel comfortable?”

“God, it felt great Syl.”

“Stop being naughty, does it feel like everything is in the right place, comfortable?”

“Um-huh,” she was looking in the mirror, “I’ve got titties.”

“Yes you do sweetie, now slip your t-shirt back on and let’s see the curves.”

She did it, then turning this way and that looked in the mirrors. “Isn’t this cheating?”

“No,” I chuckled, “it’s to make you feel better. If a boy gets upset your bra is not as full as he thought… Well, he did not deserve to take your bra off.” She giggled. “I’m serious Tiff, you’re a fun, smart, pretty girl, and do not need to take your bra off to keep a boy.”

“I won’t, promise.” She gave me a hug. “Love the fit of the boy shorts I don’t need to try anything else on, these are perfect.”

“They definitely are, but sweetie you can’t have just one set of underwear. Now, lets try that matching thong next.”

Went back outside because I was starting to get aroused, blaming my pregnancy more than this little cutie I was fondling. She showed me the thong, and had the t-shirt back off. It was a keeper, and so were most of the things. I took the tags off her bra and thong so Tiff could wear them out of the store.

Paid for everything, and the salesgirl gave me a coupon. “For your next visit ladies.”

On our way out Tiff sighed. “This feels sexy, but too bad we didn’t get the coupon first.”

“Oh sweetie,” I took her arm, “we’ll be back, and you look incredibly sexy. How about if I buy my sexy girl some lunch?”

“Syl, I’m going to wind up owing you–”

“Oh s-sh,” I gave her a little hip bump, “these are a gift. Now lunch?”

“Sure,” she leaned closer, “but I need to find a bathroom I got a little over-excited.”

“Um-m,” I giggled, “a new pair of sexy panties does the same thing to me.” Took her to the bathroom, then we enjoyed a nice lunch.

Out in the car Tiff snuggled up next to me. “Thanks for everything, Syl.” She gave me a kiss on the cheek. “I think your husband was as dumb as a rock.”

“No,” I chuckled, “he’s real smart.”

“No he’s not,” Tiff insisted, “or he would’ve never thrown away someone as beautiful as you, and your baby too.”

“Love the compliment, but you wouldn’t be saying that if you saw those models on his arm.” I snorted. “No, I was the one definitely dumb as a rock.” I kissed the top of her head. “Just didn’t listen to my own advice, and took my panties off when I shouldn’t have.”

Like all ladies she had to try on everything once we got home, and I enjoyed the fashion show. By the time it was over it was too late to start work, so we enjoyed the spa. When it was time for her to go home she was wearing what she showed up in. “Honey, don’t you want to take some of those clothes home, you can you know?”

“I know, but I’m supposed to be working, not shopping. Don’t really want to explain why I got such sexy things.”

Girl was smart, and I didn’t try to defend my motives, just said, “When you’re ready it will be fine by me.”

Next morning I woke up to the smell of bacon, and soon that sexy girl was bringing in a tray. “Hi sleepyhead, not sure if I have enough milk in your tea, or what seasonings you like on your egg, but I can get you whatever you need.”

I scooted up, enough to sit. “I’m sure everything is fine, thanks Tiff, you’re an angel, and are spoiling me.”

“Nothing you don’t deserve.” Napkin in hand she rolled the sheet down off my chest. “Whoa, sexy, sexy, and I can see you don’t need a padded bra.” Was wearing a see-through black lace bra, because it was very comfortable, and Tiff put the corner of the napkin in my cleavage so both titties were exposed. “I didn’t put any sugar on your grapefruit.”

“That’s how I like it, and some of my breasts are baby related.” Did not want to make a big deal of it, and cover myself up, and Tiff wasn’t staring, so I just left it the way it was. I patted the bed beside me. “Will never eat all this, sit and help me out. Honey, you do know that’s a sports bra, and you usually wear a shirt over it?”

“Really? Huh, it’s going to be too hot for another shirt.” Tiff shrugged. “Can I just wear it like this?”

“Sure sweetie.”

Tiff happily sat, and I held out a spoonful of grapefruit, getting her giggling as she took the bite. I hand-fed her, with her nipping my fingers a couple of times. When through she took the tray, and I got up. “So, what’s your plan for the day?”

“Whoa, your panties are see-through too, that’s really sexy.” Tiff sighed. “Don’t think something like that would look good on me.”

Having so much fun I forgot what I was wearing, and blushed a bit at the situation. Only thing I could come up with was, “Honey, you wear something like this you’d put me to shame.”

“Unh-unh, no way.” She ran her hand down the side of my bra. “Looks comfortable, I didn’t see anything like it yesterday.”

“It’s very comfortable,” I put my robe on, “and you can only get this kind of thing at specialty stores, which we could visit.”

“Maybe,” Tiff shrugged, “I’m going to start on the tile today. Want to install it and double-check our colors, in case things aren’t going to work out.”

She didn’t seem to be upset or curious about seeing me nearly naked, so I let it go. Which was a good thing, seeing as I didn’t have a clue on how to handle the issue. Being an only child it never came up at home, and being as I went to the local University I never had dorm mates, just lived at home.

I got out to the kitchen and she had the old tile off the wall, with the new ones laid out on the counter. “See Syl, it’s going to look great.”

I peeked over her shoulder. “You’re really something cutie, thanks.” I kissed her cheek.

Made sure I kept my see-through panties in the drawer, and woke up each morning with my breakfast ready and me feeding Tiff. She had started on a Wednesday and the second Friday came, and at lunch I put four hundred dollars on the table. She wrinkled her cute nose. “What’s this for?”

“Your paycheck, if it’s not enough I have a bit more, or can go to the bank this–”

“No Syl, I don’t need paid.” Tiff pushed the money back towards me. “I love being here, and you spend way too much on me.” She looked like she was going to cry, a look I had never seen on her face before. “Never did this for the money.”

“Oh honey,” I hugged her, “know that, and I love you being here, but you need to get something for all this. And those things are gifts from a friend to help a special friend feel as sexy as she looks to me.”

Tiff held back the tears. “You think I look sexy?”

“Absolutely,” I gave her a kiss on the lips, “and I’ve seen all your outfits, including your naughty ones. Someday there’s going to be a boy you take a fancy to, and he’s going to be one lucky fellow. Might even find him if you didn’t hang around me all day.”

“Please,” she made a sour face, “no way would I give up all this for a boy. Syl, you’re so much fun, and we never have problems. My folks like you, and are happy I’m here, what do I need boy troubles for?”

“I’d argue with you,” I shrugged, “but I don’t have an argument, you’re right.” She giggled, and gave me a hug. “But, you still are getting paid.”

“Fine,” Tiff grinned taking two hundred dollars, “half, and I’m taking you to lunch, maybe buying you something special.”

Pushed another hundred her way. “Deal.”

Tiff was also sneaky, we went to lunch, not far from the sexy lingerie store I had told her about, and she wanted to stop in. Once inside she held up a pair of pink Brazilian-cut panties. “What do you think?”

“You’ll look great in them.”

“Not for me Syl, for you.” Tiff winked at me. “Was thinking this could be the something special, it’s not wrong is it?”

“With our relationship, it’s not wrong at all.” I rubbed my belly. “But in this condition I’m not sure how I’ll look in them, and I don’t know how they’ll fit after the baby.”

“Lets go see, I can always get you more after Joey.” She picked up two or three other panties, all with matching bras. “This will give us an idea if we’re on the right track.”

I tried on half a dozen sets, and Tiff had to take a good look, but liked the first better, then bought herself a set to match. I insisted on buying hers, which she let me do, and she was just thrilled we matched, also bought her a see-through black lace panty and matching bra.

Next morning at breakfast Tiff saw I was wearing her outfit, and giggling she dropped her cut-offs and pulled off her top. “Look, me too.”

Probably wrong, but she was so happy I didn’t say anything, and we ate breakfast in our matching bra and panties. When Tiff took the tray, and I stood she said, “You look much better in them than I do.”

“Don’t be silly.” My arm around her waist I took her over, so we could stand in front of the mirror side by side. “I know you’re not blind, you look fantastic, I’m lumpy.”

“Now who’s being silly? Syl, you’re pregnant.” Tiff rubbed my belly. “Are you sorry, because I want a baby, but no husband bothering me?”

“Sweetie,” I hugged her, “that will probably change for you. As for me,” I put my hands on hers, and rubbed my belly, “I was alright with it about two weeks ago, and I meet this fantastic young lady who makes me so happy I’m thrilled with my life.”

“Really?” Tiff giggled. “Well, I’m going to be here for you when you get out of the hospital, and I’m going to take care of you, okay?”

“Sure,” I gave her a kiss, “but only if I can be there for you with your baby?”

“Deal.” We got dressed and went to work.

She was a fantastic worker, tile turned out great, her colors perfect, and she was a complete joy to watch. Everyday I made sure we spent an hour or two in the spa, and laying in the sun. She gave me great oil massages, which my swelling belly sorely needed and my aching feet too, then I returned the favor. Same thing went for brushing my hair, which I loved.

As for the house it was turning out beautiful, my bedroom had three shades of pink, the middle one matched our matching underwear, and the pure white trim did tie everything in. I did take her to the sexy lingerie store again, along with our other one, but also bought her regular clothes. I’m not sure if she ever took much of it home, I know she never took either pair of her see-through panties and bras home. She did wear one of her gel bras home often, but always came back the next morning with it.

One day she ran across my list, and scrunched up her face. “Syl, what’s this?”

I explained, and she got a big laugh out of it, then helped me add some to it. End of August we had a little house party so her family could see the work Tiff did, and she had a great time showing off. Getting plenty of compliments for her handiwork, and new curves, under a beautiful pink sundress I bought her for the occasion. Sandra, a year older than Tiff, was half a foot taller and had plenty of curves. Liz, almost two years younger than Tiff, was an inch taller and had also blossomed early. Both had dark hair and green eyes, neither were nowhere near as cute, nor as outgoing as their sister.

Her mother stopped by often, so she had seen most of the place, but it was the first for her dad, and he was very impressed of his daughter’s skills. I could not say enough nice things about my helper, and gushed to the point of embarrassing my little Tiff.

Despite being pregnant it was a wonderful summer, and I was the happiest I had ever been, then Tiff was back in school, and I missed her terribly. But, my girl came over once in a while during the week, and always over on the weekends. If early enough we usually went shopping, because being pregnant it was so much easier with her than by myself. I would always take her to lunch, and buy her clothes.

For my birthday the little cutie turned the back bedroom into a massage room. “Check it out,” Tiff pulled me towards the table, “see the cut outs? They’re for your sexy belly and boobies, you can lay on your stomach in comfort.”

“Oh sweetie,” I gave her a hug, “you spent way too much.”

“Not really,” she giggled, “I did the work, you paid for most of the equipment, hope you don’t mind, Syl?”

“Not at all, baby, I love it, and you. It’s so fantastic,” I hugged, and gave her a kiss, “our own massage room. What are those?”

“Aromatherapy and a hot stone massage kit,” she rubbed my back, “already called your doctor, and she says it’s fine, but you can’t lay on the rocks. I already studied the manual and video, do you want to try it?”

“Um-m, yes,” I gave her a kiss, “it’s the nicest present ever, baby. I like the smell.”

“Supposed to be very soothing on the nerves. I have special oils for after the baby.” She took off my blouse and skirt, then patted my butt. “Get on the table, I’m so excited.”

“You? I’ve got goosebumps.” I lay down. “Ah-h, very comfy.”

Tiff undid my bra, and I stiffen a little, but she rubbed my back. “I’m going to use oil, you need to be naked, Syl.” I raised up, and Tiff cupped my titties, then slowly pulled off my bra. She lay a small towel on my butt, then pulled off my panties. She didn’t do anything really arousing, but that didn’t stop me from becoming that way.

“Okay, we start off with oil, it’s warm.” She rubbed my shoulders. “We’re going to get rid of that tightness. If it’s too warm let me know, sexy lady.” I groaned, thinking I was more of a beached whale than sexy lady, but my girl was doing such a good job I couldn’t form words. “Goes for the rocks too, I’ll check and they won’t be hot to me, but if it’s uncomfortable let me know.” Best I could do was give her a groan and slight wave.

The oil rub down was great, then Tiff placed toasty warm rocks down the middle of my back. She did my thighs, calves, and feet. “Syl, want your bottom done?”

“Um-m, heaven,” I murmur.

Tiff takes off my towel and I realize I’m naked, but it’s too late I can’t move. With warm oiled rocks in her hands my talented girl is rubbing me down with the stones. If I had to rate it over a regular massage it was a ten, with a regular being a one, maybe a two. This was nirvana, and my girl worked on me for half an hour before removing the stones, then gave me another rubdown. “There’s a way to use cold stones,” Tiff giggled, “but I’m still studying it. There was a lot of things I had to learn to get this far.”

“Oh honey, I love you, and I want to learn this, so I can do it to you. Sweetie, it feels so incredible the heat going into your body.”

“It’s a deal, sexy,” Tiff patted my butt, “now lets roll over, and I’ll put the pieces back in the table, then finish the massage.”

There was a second of hesitation over the nudity, but if this was half as good as I was going to feel I had to do it. With Tiff’s help I got on my side, then she put the belly and booby pieces in, and I lay on my back. I was getting oiled down, and Tiff gave me a little kiss. “Syl, would you get upset if I told you, that you’re glowing and you look beautiful?”

“Yes Tiff, I’d have to throw you out of our house.” I tried to pat her back, but my arm only made it as high as her bottom. “I’ll never get tired of hearing that, my talented little massage specialist, I love you spoiling me.”

“Syl,” she was placing rocks between my toes, fingers, on my thighs, and on my palms, “you said ‘our’ house, did you really mean it?”

“Um-huh, sweetie.” I could not move. “Come over here and I’ll kiss you.” Giggling she ran over and gave me a long kiss. “Honey, this is as much your house as mine, and you truly make it a home.”

“God Syl,” Tiff sniffled, “you say the nicest things to me. I did this because you’ve always treated me so well, and I love you. Some times I think of all the things you did, and do for me, and it makes me cry.”

“Why baby, why would you ever cry?”

“Don’t laugh,” Tiff sighed, “but think I’ll disappoint you, and I don’t ever–”

“Honey, come back up here.” Tiff came back up by my head. “Kiss me Tiff, and tell me if this is from a person who will fail her best friend.” She held my head, and kissed me, as a tear fell on my cheek. “Sweetie, I’d risk my life for you, and would never be disappointed in you. You’re so cute and talented, I’m just always amazed.”

Tiff kissed me. “Have to quiet down, time for your facial. I‘m going to put the stones on then let you need to lay still. These last stones are chakra energy stones, gemstones that help you balance your energy. Now bear with me, I have to keep looking over the manual, because these have specific places and specific stones.”

“Baby, I’m not going to move, even if it takes days.” I let out a contented sigh. “You’re precious, and are doing great.”

“S-sh,” She kissed me, “just relax my lady love. We need to get other stones to stimulate and cleanse these, plus different stones work better for some people. I set up a cabinet, and it will hold them all. This is the fourth chakra, the heart,” Tiff bent down and kissed my breastbone, before placing a stone there, “this rose quartz will heal your old pains, and let you love again.”

“This is sexy, and I can love,” I giggled, “love you, baby girl.”

“No, giggling,” Tiff scolded, “and this will let you love me completely, and bring you inner balance. We’re going to fill this room with things to bring us oneness, closeness, and pure happiness, even more than it is now.”

Think I was drooling all over myself, and once Tiff started massaging me with those hot stones I was done for, and if the place caught on fire I couldn’t move. She did the sides of my titties and my moans must have given her the all clear because Tiff was doing all over my titties, and I was really moaning.

She worked her way around and down my belly, it felt so wonderful, and I didn’t know what I was going to do if my Tiff dipped into my pussy. She didn’t, but didn’t need to, as I came when those rocks got to my thighs. Wasn’t the hardest I had, but it was not about to go unnoticed.

“God Syl,” Tiff giggled, and rubbed down my thighs, “I did a good job on you.”

“Yes you did,” I panted, “better than a lot of men, no doubt.” Pushing my legs open a bit more Tiff was headed back up my thighs. “Honey, that was absolutely wonderful, but no intentional naughties.”

“Okay, but you have to relax, Syl.” I did, and the little minx pushed my legs farther apart, getting a good view of my pussy. “You look beautiful, Syl.”

“Ah, think I’m a tad furry to most.”

“No, I like it.” Tiff grins, and runs her hand through my bush. “Most of the girls I’ve seen shave, some completely bare, but I like it, with all your curves there’s no denying you’re a lady, my very own sexy lady.”

Much of what happened between Tiff and me could be explained, if I were given the time, this I was only going to get time. “Sweetie, I understand a young ladies’ curiosity, but we can’t do anything that could get us in trouble.” Thought that ship had sailed, but didn’t tell my little girl, nor ask her to stop.

“I know Syl, just hope one day I can fill out like you.” Tiff just kept running her hand in my bush, and I was hoping all the oil covered up my wetness. “I love seeing you, because one day I might be like you, that’s not wrong, is it?”

“Not to you or me, but Tiff there are laws, and you have to be eighteen.”

“Okay,” she went back to massaging me, “I understand, but can still give you massages. How did that feel on your feet and hands? I still have to work on a few things.”

“Heavenly baby, and that goes for everything you did.” Giggling she wiggled her eyebrows, and I sighed. “Yes, I mean everything.”

She finished my massage, helped me off the table, then took me in and gave me a bubble bath. Have no idea what all the equipment cost, but I would think it was a bargain at ten times as much. Tiff was drying me off. “Every other day I’ll give you your pre-natal massage, unless you want one every day, one of these you only get weekly, doctor’s orders, and that’s only if there’s no ill-effects in the morning. So, you throw up let me know.”

“Um-m,” I gave her a hug, “maybe you should think about the medical field?”

“I don’t know Syl, don’t know if I could do this to someone I didn’t know and love.” She put her arm around my waist. “Come on, let’s go pee, and I can check for blood.”

She escorted me to the toilet, waited for me to pee, then wiped me and checked the toilet paper. “No blood, great, I knew it would be fine. So, you want me to put on the clothes you were wearing, or get fresh panties?”

“Fresh panties, please.”

Tiff dressed me, then I laid on the couch while she made lunch. Sitting beside me we shared lunch, then I patted her butt. “Go put that instructional video in, so I can do your cute little bottom this evening.”

Giggling she took care of things, and it wasn’t too long that I figured out most of this was to be done over a sheet. I looked over at Tiff, who shrugged. “If it’s good that way, naturally I figured it had to be great naked.”

“Young lady,” I wagged my finger, “you’re going to wear panties and a bra under the sheet for your massage.”

“Ah Syl, I’ll be in my panties and bra, no sheet, please, please.”

“Fine,” I stroked her hair, “no sheet.”

“If I’m wearing pasties,” she batted her eyes at me, “really don’t need a bra do I? Cause I sure would like my little boobies done.”

I gave her a kiss, then swatted her butt. “Panties, you’re definitely wearing panties.”

“Of course Syl.” She snuggled up in my arms. “I love you sexy lady, when can I get my special massage?” Tiff nibbled on my neck. “Do I get an un-intentional one?”

“Can I finish watching the video?” She giggled, and I wiggled her cut little nose, then kissed her. “After that I’ll give you your massage, and calling it un-intentional is a tad redundant, but I certainly hope to.”

Managed to see maybe half the video, and missed at least a third of it, before I had to take my squealing little girl into the massage room. I was going over things while she went in to get undressed. Tiff came back in wearing her silk half robe, and I thought she was going to behave, but should’ve known better.

Took off her robe, and she was wearing a g-string. My little girl was so excited she had an un-intentional one when I ran those warm stones over her titties. With her legs spread wide she had a second, far better one while I was running the stones down the sides of her g-string.

“God Syl,” Tiff panted, “that was a lot better than I heard other girls talk about.”

“Honey,” dropping the stones I clutched her head in a panic, “you can never breath a word of this to anyone.”

“Know Syl, and I won’t. But, it was good, right?”

“Very good, baby, the best.” I was sweating, and hands trembling. “Nothing further, I mean it Tiff, hell we shouldn’t do this again.”

“Which means we will, right?”

“No Tiff, we can’t.” I patted her hand. “We could be in big trouble, and they could make it so we never saw each other again. You don’t want that do you?”

“No Syl, I’d die.” She pulled me down. “I’ll be good promise, and no one will ever find out about us, promise. Can we keep doing the massages?”

“Yes, if you’re good.”
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College Antics Pt I

seveninchwonder on Teen Stories

All persons herein are fictional - any likenesses are purely coincidental.


Tuesday morning again, and first lesson is sociology. Luckily, I (James) sit next to Cheryl, and that always brightens up the dullest of sociology lectures. Cheryl is about 5'8 with green eyes and shoulder length hair that fades from ginger at the root to brown at the tip. I arrived a tad late, but because the teacher was out getting handouts, I didn't get a tardy. As I sat down next to Cheryl and got my laptop out, I glanced over at her, and she returned my look with what could only be described as lust; we just sat there until the teacher came back, both looking deeply into each other's eyes. As the teacher called for quiet, I finished setting up my laptop, and got down to work.

About 10 minut

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es into the lesson, I went to the toilet; when I returned to my seat, I found a message typed at the bottom of my notes: "touch me"

I looked at Cheryl, who gave an almost imperceptible nod; I thought to myself "where?"

The lesson dragged on, and periodically I let my hand wander to Cheryl's thigh, which I stroked up and down when teach wasn't looking. Annoyingly, the teacher tasked me with handing out the sheets she'd gotten printed off earlier, but when I next looked at my computer screen, I found another, different message: "touch me more"

So I did. Whenever the teacher's back was turned, my hand would be straight onto Cheryl's leg. when I looked inquiringly at her, she nodded, and I got the go-ahead to touch elsewhere. Just then the teacher started to turn around, so i had to quickly snatch my hand back to my keyboard. I looked up at the clock above the door; 45 minutes left. When next the teacher turned away, my hand went right back to Cheryl's thigh, from which it slowly probed upwards, until my fingertips were firmly between her legs. By the time the teacher once again faced the class, I had stroked up and down her legs a few times, getting ever nearer to her crotch. Every so often I had looked to her, always getting the same lust-filled eyes and the same "it's okay" nod. Unfortunately, we never had time to go further, as our teacher dismissed us shortly afterward, leaving me feeling disappointed and Cheryl visibly so. We soundlessly agreed to continue our exploration of each other next lesson - but she would be exploring me.

Part II on it's way, depending on the response to Part I; I know this one's short, but there's so much more to tell in Part II

Summer job, intro

Dannyboytheman on Teen Stories

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12 pm, the sun is blaring through my window and aiming almost directly into my closed eyelids. I lift one eyelid up to acknowledge the sun's rude interruption of my sleep, and make my mind up to finally get out of bed. It's June and I have yet to find a summer job, hence me waking up at 12pm on a Tuesday. Most of the kids from my grade have made it back from college to start working over the summer. I don’t have a job and I blame the job market.. My parents on the other hand aren’t so ready to accept that however. Ever since I got back from school it’s been a constant struggle day and night between me and the people who brought me into this world. "You’re such a disappointment" and "fuck you, I’m going out" have become common place in this little suburban 2 floor house I call home. My parents actually have an apartment in the back of the house, which I always wish I could have lived in. It started out as a big garage..Then a garage with a small apartment on top. The old tenant however was ready to move out, due to my parents constantly raising the rent on them. I was mildly excited about this, seeing as to maybe I could convince my parents to let me live there for the summer. This fleeting moment of excitement quickly turned to shit the second I found out I would have to pay the fuckers just as much as the old tenant. I've been their only son for nineteen years and they couldn’t cut me a deal? What parents.
The day started out as any other would.. Waltzing barefoot in the kitchen with a bottle of orange juice in one hand, as I use the other hand to open up the liquor cabinet to get some Jack Daniels. What? I like my JD. As I pour myself a tall glass of the mix, I assure myself I'm getting my 100% daily dose of vitamin C. ..Yeah, great. I take my sunglasses right before stepping into the unforgiving sun. As I sit on the back porch with my beverage, I begin to light up a cigarette when I see her...That beautiful amber skinned godess..jet black flowing hair strictly harnessed into a ponytail.. Beautifully toned legs.. her ass looking like two pears next to each other, fused to create a pornographic image every time you saw it. Her tits weren't that big but they didn’t need to be, it would ruin the proportions of her body seeing as to how she wasn't tall anyway. Don't get me wrong she wasn't a midget or anything, just a little on the short side. This morning present was wrapped in skin tight light blue running shorts, and what looked like a black sports bra? Or a shirt? Tank top? I don’t fucking know, but it fit so well...a little too well if yah know what I mean. Sometimes I wonder what goes through a girls mind right before she steps out the door? "Yes people can see most of my upper body, and the only thing covering my crotch and ass is this tiny spandex piece of cloth, this shouldn’t attract any attention. And if it does, it'll only be the perverts." You might as well come out completely nude with red spray-paint on your crotch and tits right?          

            So, as I’m staring at this pretty little thing from my yard I start to notice how hard I’m getting. I then start spacing out thinking of a video game I was up all night playing, when she notices me staring off into space. I stare right at her and give her a slight nod of the head and looked at the tree to the far left as if I had more interest in a squirrel than her fucking outrageously fuckable body. See by doing that I put Marlon Brando to shame. Although it looked sexy and cocky, I felt like a fucking moron looking at bark and just hoping she would come over. Alas my acting paid off, after stretching she crossed the hole in the fence and made her way over to me. Oh by the way, I don’t believe I’ve introduced you two have I? Well, this is Sara.. Cute little thing she is, always cheerful and ready to please others almost to the point that it’s a flaw. She's too nice which lead her to have a horrible personality. If you were to compare personalities to flavors she would be water, hahah. Aw but I’m being too harsh on the poor girl, she always has her heart in the right place she’s just boring as hell. Oh and Sara, this is some pervert reading a story description of you, that would like nothing better than to pump every single orifice, god so carefully gave you, full of his sperm. So we're all caught up now? Your friends, how cute.

            Sara: Hiya Dan, when did you get back?

(I turn to the right and stare at her feet, slowly making my way up her supple frame.. on the way up I notice a bulging cameltoe..always a plus in my book)

            Me: Hey.. um I got back about a week ago.. and I’ve been lookin for a job

            S: Oh that’s fun, how was your first year away?!

(That’s fun? no it isn’t bitch..not if you knew what the value of a dollar meant)

            M: It was good..classes were kinda boring but I had fun.

            S: That’s so good to hear!

(Knowing I would have to steer the conversation from now on..)

            M: So, Sara.. how was your first year?

            S: Soo much fun. I actually started drinking more this year, can you believe that? I was always such a little pussy as you know. Heheh

            M: Haha yeah you were never much of a drinker were you. (As I look into my cup full of 'orange juice')

            S: Yeah haha, so what are you doing today?

            M: Lookin for a job I guess? I dunno what about you.

            S: Well I’m gonna go running then take a shower.. Probably going to eat something afterwards. Wanna get lunch in a few hours?

            M: Uhh..Ok. What time?

            S: Just call me after 2, whenever.

            M: Aright, sounds good.

            S: okay byee!!

(As Sara runs off I can’t help but notice her pussy cradled so delicately between her huge cantaloupe-like ass cheeks)

Well, that’s over.. What to do for the next couple of hours?.. Shoot something I guess. I bought this BB rifle over winter break thinking I would use it a lot, but like most things in my life I underestimated my lack of interest and it ended up collecting dust in my room. So I go get it.. set up some soda and beer cans on the other side of the lawn and start firing away. An hour goes by and I decide to go back inside, I stopped shooting the damn thing about a half an hour ago anyway I was mostly just spacing out in my porch thinkin about stuff. As I walk through the hall I see a flash of black and blue rush across the neighbors’ lawn. Oh, Sara's back. I go upstairs to my room and begin taking the scope off the rifle when I see her start undressing in her room, conveniently also on the second floor. Just my luck her window curtains happen to be open. Almost as soon as I started to get a good view of her magnificent body, she went out of sight. Fuck. Fuck. FUCK. I almost lost it until I remembered her saying she was going to shower after she ran.. So being the perverted asshole I am I set up my scope on my window sill with the curtains covered around it, patiently waiting for my prey to once again expose her glorious body. She took a while but just as planned she emerged with a towel than quickly found its way to the floor.

Oh Jesus what a sight.. As I was grabbing my crotch I noticed she gained a little bit of weight since I last saw her. Nothing too serious, I mean hey a little meat never hurt anybody. Guess it was all that alcohol she had been drinking this year. I had to have her...I HAD to. God, once she got dressed and went downstairs I began to furiously masturbate. After that I called her up immediately for lunch. She wanted to take her car and I wasn’t about to argue. So we ended up going to this little diner, just so I can hear her go on and on about her first year at college. Jesus why do bitches never shut their mouths? My head felt like it was about to start bleeding when a familiar topic came up; sex. She was bragging that she learned how to give really good head this year but she hadn’t had that much sex. I asked her how good she was at giving head, to which she responded "I'm known around school for giving a pretty mean blowjob." Oh really? I asked her, prove it. At first she was shocked and then with a confused smile she asked "what do you mean?" I said, I don’t believe it, you were never like that in high school, and you’re just lying to make yourself sound cool. "No I’m not!" she said. "I really am good at giving head!" She spoke loud enough for our adjacent tables to hear her. After laughing a bit, and with her turning bright red, I said "prove it, give me a blowjob". "Really?" she said, a little shocked. Yeah, unless there's another way you can prove it. "I guess your right..but when do you want it?". (Hahaha oh god..When do you want it?' that’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever heard come out of a woman’s mouth.) Right now, we can go to my place. "um..okay..but can we finish eating first?". "Yeah sure, take your time."

Lady In The House - Reprise

PantyhosePrincess on Transgender Stories


Lady in the House – Reprise

By

Michele Nylons

Introduction

For those of you reading this story who have not read the previous ten instalments of ‘Lady In The House’, I suggest you find the stories and read them first before you continue. For those of you who have read the previous instalments, I have decided that the story conception is too good not to explore it further. I know that some of you were not satisfied with the ending; and to tell the truth, after ref

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lection, neither was I. So I have reprised the story and I hope this effort is as good as my previous attempts at physically forced transvestite sex. There you have been warned, or hopefully titillated into proceeding.

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The Reprise

My name is Mike and I am standing outside my cell in G Block of the Chelmsford Correction Facility for Men. I am in my late forties and have had a very successful career as a highly paid accountant and money manager. This Facility is not new to me. I have served time here as an inmate previously. I was convicted of aggravated manslaughter for killing a young girl whilst drunk behind the wheel of an expensive car. I served my time and was released on bail after five years. What is unusual is that for most of my time in Chelmsford I lived a dual life. I was Mike the accountant and confidant of Eddie McManus who had me transformed into Michele, a transvestite prostitute who was forced to service other inmates and prison officials in the notorious E Block, kicking up my earnings to Eddie.

I was rescued, if you can call it that, by an inmate called Davey who kept me as his willing concubine for the remainder of my prison term. This might seem like a strange arrangement, but when the price of your life is servitude as the transvestite ‘wife’ of a prison inmate or constant violation by prison thugs, then you make take the path of least resistance and pain.

For the last ten years I have been seeing a psychiatrist who convinced me this was the case. After being released from prison I sought physiological counselling to deal with what had happened to me in Chelmsford. My psychiatrist and I worked together trying to mend the abuse, both physical and mental, that I had undergone during my prison term. We agreed that I had succumbed to the world of transvestism as a means of survival whilst I was in prison. That I was in fact a heterosexual male forced to do what I did only because I had no choice.

I have not dressed as a woman for over ten years. I did have urges to transform into Michele on occasion during my first few years of release, but I overcame them. I rebuilt my life, moved to a new city, and started my career over. I became successful and made lots of money. I reinvented myself and reacquired all the trappings of success. Big house, big car, big bank account and lots of beautiful women. I got too greedy. A year ago it became obvious to me that I was in too deep in some shady real estate deals involving the misappropriation of government funds.

I cut a deal with the investigative body that was breathing down my neck. I gave up everyone else involved in my shady scheme for a one year sentence in a low security prison. I would do easy time with white-collar crims. Colour TV, gymnasium, single cell, conjugal visits; it would be a walk in park. It all went to shit when they found out about my previous conviction; "sorry Mike but the deal’s off; the best we can do is two years hard time," they said. I took it. Then I found out that my hard time would be done in Chelmsford and the nightmares returned.

When I was driven into Chelmsford Prison eight months ago I was fifteen kilos overweight with a scruffy grey flecked beard and long greasy hair. I had deliberately let myself go so that I would not attract the attention of the predators that I knew lurked within the walls of this shit-hole; particularly the predators of cell block E; particularly Eddie McManus and his crew.

I kept a low profile but made extensive inquiries as to what was going on inside Chelmsford. I was relieved to be assigned to G block; there was no one on G block who had been there long enough to remember me. I was even more relieved to hear that Eddie had died over two years ago and that his empire no longer existed. E Block was now condemned and was boarded up, awaiting demolition. The corrupt and perverted Warden had been replaced and the whole prison had undergone radical reform. I tentatively inquired about transvestite prostitution in the prison and was greeted by bellows of laughter and disbelief. Sure, there were rumours that such things had happened in the dim deep past, but no one really believed them. How could an inmate, even an inmate as infamous as Eddie McManus, operate a string of transvestite prostitutes inside a maximum security prison!

I eventually relaxed and decided to do easy time. I volunteered to assist in the prison education scheme, training inmates in the basics of bookkeeping and accountancy. I went to the gym every day and slimmed myself down, I shaved my beard and started looking after myself. I kept myself to myself outside of the classrooms and cafeteria meal times. I was a model prisoner, quiet, well behaved and compliant. I was stupid! I became complacent. I paid the penalty. And so eight months later I returned to my cell to find my few belongings packed up in a cardboard box and a surly prison officer standing at the door thrusting a piece of paper at me. I took the document and read it. It was an order transferring me to F Block. F Block was where the worst criminals were housed, murderers, rapists and perverts.

"Why," I asked, my voice trembling.

"Well it would appear the Governor’s brother has just been indicted for fraudulently using government funds," the guard answered.

"And it would appear that your testimony was crucial to the inditement. Suck’s to be you hey Mikey; no more easy time. F Block ain’t what it used to be in the old days they say; but it ain’t a walk in the park either," he sniggered.

"And it’s right next door to E Block; you know all about E Block don’t you?" the guard went on.

"What are you talking about; E Block’s condemned," I stammered.

"Never mind, I’m just fucking with your mind; pick up your shit and let’s go," he ordered.

I settled into my cramped and mouldy cell in F Block. The single cells here were old brick and tile with full-length solid steel doors with a peep hole at eye level and a trap at the bottom to pass food trays and reading matter through during locked downs. I again settled down into the routine of head counts, meals, showers, sleep, more head counts and boredom. No extra curricular activities here; just hard time. Three times a week we were allowed out into the exercise yard. I kept to myself and watched the passing parade of quiet withdrawn men doing hard time. Often there was violence; fights over who knew what, but I stayed away and made no friends.

After another three months in F Block I was nearly a year into my stretch and dreaming of release or maybe even probation. Then one day my door was thrown open and a guard yelled at me.

"Come on out lazy bones; work detail!"

"Work detail. I thought we didn’t get the privilege of work on F Block?" I asked.

"You ain’t workin’ on F Block smart-arse; you’re workin’ on E Block!" he replied sarcastically.

"New Guv’ner that’s taken over; want’s that shit-hole knocked down. But first he want’s anything of value stripped out of it. You and a few other short timers will be spending your time removing all the plumbing, pipe-work and electrical wiring. Anything that’s worth a bob is coming out. So get fucking moving," he scowled.

As I walked over to E Block I felt a sense of foreboding; all of my fears returned. I concentrated on what I had learned in therapy and rationalised the situation. Eddie McManus was dead, E Block was deserted; I will be there with a work detail supervised by prison guards. There are only the ghosts of the past in E Block of Chelmsford Prison. I remembered the ghosts as the work detail clambered through the iron gate set into the fence surrounding the dark hulking building. A sign in large red lettering hung above the gate: ‘No Entry – Condemned,’ it read.

The ghosts marched across my mind: ‘Iron Bar’ Steve who was Eddie’s enforcer; Carmel the make-over artist who had turned me into Michele; and her chubby friend Charlotte who had worked alongside me in the transvestite brothel. I actually had a fleeting fond remembrance of Mabel; the old transvestite ‘house keeper’ who kept our ‘work rooms’ clean, our makeup topped up, and who took our feminine apparel to be clean and pressed. Then I remembered the string of brutal men who had used me and any fond remembrances disappeared in a cloud of bitterness. Those bastards had degraded me; forced me into a life of transvestite prostitution. I had endured it and survived. Anyway they were only memories; E Block was dead and empty; fuck the ghosts!

Inside E Block was dark, cold, damp and deadly quiet. The guard led us into the old cafeteria where an assortment of rusty tools lay in a pile. The other inmates didn’t even bother picking up any of the old tools, they moved off in groups to already assigned workplaces. I stood there pale and shivering until the guard turned to me.

"You get to start ripping the fittings out of the bathroom," the surly guard grunted and pointed at me.

I was still shivering when I forced myself to respond.

"Can I work somewhere else; what about the guards offices, I can rip out the wiring. Copper wiring is worth a lot of money." I asked.

"Fuck off! What do you think this is; a fucking holiday? Get those fucking tools and get your arse down to the communal bathroom. I’ve been told you know the way," he sniggered.

What did that mean? I was starting to panic. The fear returning, knowing I was going back to the place where my nightmare on E Block had begun.

"What do you mean you’ve been told I know the way?" I snapped at the guard.

"Get fucking going or you’ll feel my fucking boot in yer arse," he growled

I picked up a wrench and crow bar and skulked off to the bathroom.

The bathroom was a large white tiled communal shower and bath area. I looked at the big old bath where Carmel had shaved and scrubbed me before she transformed me into a transvestite for the first time. The ten sinks, over which Eddie had illegally replaced the stainless steel with glass mirrors, were still there. The sinks were rusty and most of the mirrors broken, the shards of glass removed so that inmates couldn’t use them as weapons I supposed. I shivered again and went and stood in front of one of the two remaining mirrors. It was covered in grime and years of dust. I rubbed at the mirror and created a swath of clear glass that reflected my own face back at me.

I was ten years older than the last time I had looked in this mirror. My face was now thinner if anything, and there were flecks of grey in my hair but despite letting myself go before I came back to Chelmsford, the months of gymnasium training and ten years of professional health treatments prior to my incarceration kept me looking pretty good. For a guy in his forties I looked pretty good, I grinned to myself.

The grin froze on my face and then turned into a silent scream. Another face was reflected in the mirror. It was Iron-Bar Steve; grinning his hateful smirk which I had hoped never to see again.

"Hello Mike; or should I say Michele?" he sneered.

I turned around shocked. Steve was ten years older but just as menacing. He was tall and rangy and his grey hair was pulled back into a ponytail. He wore prison issue jeans but he was also wearing none-issue polished black ‘biker boots’ and an Hawaiian shirt, open to the throat where a gold chain and locket was visible.

"What the fuck……who……….what the fuck are you doing here?" I stammered.

I just stared into his face dumbfounded.

"Eddies dead; long gone, and I took his place," he said

"I run Chelmsford now. Every fucking thing that makes a buck in this shit-hole is run by me; and I’m always looking for a way to make more," he went on.

I looked at him perplexed, not knowing what to do or say. And then I nearly fainted; from behind the mirrored wall I heard the distinct sound of high-heels clicking on floor tiles. From around the corner of the sink units walked Carmel.

"Well hi honey," she cooed, "Welcome back. You ready to go to work?"

Carmel was wearing a grey suit, the skirt just above her knees, she wore her jacket over a white silk blouse; the outfit complete with tan hosiery and black high-heeled court shoes. Her makeup was heavy but professional and she wore a jet-black wig of shoulder length hair. Gold jewellery glittered in her ears, at her throat and on her fingers. She looked like a gaudy, over-madeup, secretary or hostess.

I turned and tried to run but Steve grabbed me and pulled me back. He slammed me against the sink bench and I collapsed winded. He picked me up and slammed me against the bench again and this time I passed out.

When I woke up I was tied to a chair, still inside the E Block bathroom. Steve was standing in front of me; Carmel stood off to one side smoking a cigarette.

"So as I was saying," Steve went on as if nothing had happened, "I’m back into the girl for hire business."

"The new warden had a change of heart. We’re running Chelmsford like it used to be run in the good old days; like, you know, about ten tears ago?"

"It’s hard to believe it’s been ten years," he sighed, "so many changes."

"So anyway; I decided to reopen the E Block brothel. I’ve got Eddie’s old suppliers back on line and along with the other swag we smuggle in, they provide all the necessary items my girls need. Clothes, makeup, shoes, lingerie; the fucking lot."

"But, I don’t understand; E Block is closed, derelict, about to be demolished," I stammered.

"That’s just a front you dopey cunt," Steve went on.

"The work details aren’t demolishing the joint; they’ve actually refitted the cells back into ‘workrooms’. You remember the workrooms right?"

"I’ve already got enough girls working for me to get started. Noncers and homos that were blowing and fucking inmates for fun or chump change. A couple of them have gladly made the switch to becoming transvestite whores. And the others; well I made them an offer they couldn’t refuse," he chuckled.

"And when one of them that still refused. Well……………..he don’t walk so good any more; nor does his wife on the outside either!"

"Carmel here was recruited to take on Mabel’s old job; you know the Madame and organiser. She’s getting a bit long in the tooth, but she still looks a stunner when she’s dressed," he smirked and patted Carmel’s pert behind and then slid his hand up her sleek thigh.

He took his hand from under Carmel’s skirt and went on.

"But, I can always another mature strumpet. Which brings me to why you are here," he said.

"You looked like shit when you first arrived back at Chelmsford; I had a few of my guys check you out and they said you looked like a fat hairy bear; no way you could be transformed into a transvestite."

"But we kept our eye on you, and now, well…….a good all over shave, some makeup, the right wig and clothes, you will be back to your old stunning self. A little older sure, but some of my punters like the more mature and experienced type," he finished and smiled an evil smile at me.

"You’re fucking crazy Steve," I snapped back, "I hated being a transvestite and doing those disgusting things. I only did them because Eddie forced me to. What the fuck makes you think I would ever consider doing that again," I spat at him.

"Fuck you! I’d rather die!" I screamed.

"Well you see, you aren’t going to get that luxury; you work for me, just like you did for Eddie, or you spend your remaining time in Chelmsford in purgatory," Steve relied evilly.

"You will be beaten every week. Not enough to put you in hospital and away from my grasp but enough to keep you in constant agony."

"Also, my contacts on the outside are going to get to your sister Angie. They won’t kill here straight away; they will have a few hours of fun with her first. And they really know how to have fun," he smirked.

"And of course if your niece happens to be with Angie when they take her? Well, boys will be boys," he laughed and held up a picture. It was a picture of my sister Angie with her fourteen-year-old daughter taken outside of their house.

I paled and nearly passed out again.

"You wouldn’t; you couldn’t!" I screamed.

Steve slapped me across the face and pushed the photograph into my face.

"I bet they will both scream a lot more than you just did before they are finally disposed of," Steve said flatly, and sat down on the edge of the bench and lit a cigarette.

"You get one chance to say yes or no; I will have your answer now."

Steve pulled a slim cellular phone from his pocket, it is of course highly illegal for inmates to have cell-phones of course, and punched a button.

"Danny, yeah it’s me. You ready to go on the thing. Yeah that’s it. The daughter’s with her? Good. Well stand by and I’ll call you in two," he talked into the phone.

"Well that’s it Mike, you got two minutes to give me an answer!" he sneered at me.

I was horrified. I either agreed to undergo at least a year of being a transvestite prostitute, or this heathen would have my sister and niece raped and murdered. What choice did I have? I sat there tied to the chair and cried; tears streaming down my face. I couldn’t talk, I couldn’t do anything other than sob. The horror of the choice I had to make was almost beyond comprehension.

Steve flicked open his phone again and hit a button.

"Hey Danny; enjoy. I want pictures; you know before and after shots," the sick bastard said.

"No! No! No!……I’ll do it!…… I’ll do it!" I cried

"Hold on Danny; the job’s off. Well I’m sure you can find someone else to meet your needs; just not those two. I still want you to keep an eye on them though, I might change my mind." Steve snapped the phone shut.

"You get the picture Mike?" he barked.

"And don’t bother trying to call and tell your sister to pack up and fuck off to wherever because my main man Danny will have her under surveillance. Not all of the time of course; but you will never know when."

"So. Now; where were we? That’s right you had just consented to working for me."

"Carmel here will assist you to make your transformation back into Michele."

"And look on the bright side; it’s not like I’m asking you to do something that you have never done before is it? From what I remember of that day on the stairwell outside the Guvnor’s office you were quite good at what I want you to did!" I slumped in the chair defeated and watched as Steve turned his back to me sauntered off.

"Ok Carmel; get that sorted! I want the place open for business after supper" he yelled back over his shoulder and left me alone with Carmel, the transvestite Madame.

"Ok hun; let’s get you prepared. You remember how?" Carmel asked in friendly tone.

My head was still spinning and I could barely compose myself.

"Not really. I haven’t dressed for ten years," I whispered.

"Really! You never; you know? Got the urge after you left here?" she asked.

"No," I lied, "I have never had the urge to dress like a woman ever since I left this scum-bucket of a place. I’m a man, and I’ve only had manly thoughts," I snapped back at her.

"Sure hun, whatever. Anyway let’s start; I’m sure it’s just like riding a bike, you never really forget," Carmel finished with smile.

Carmel untied me and led me into the small room where the big old white bath still sat after all there years. It was full of steaming soapy water. She helped me to strip and get into the warm water. Carmel lifted my leg and started shaving it, and then she put the razor in my hand.

"It will go quicker if we work together here hun," she said, and took another razor and began to shave my back.

After forty-five minutes of fiddling with half a dozen disposable razors my body was completely shaven. Carmel shaved my face and neck with a fresh razor and helped me out of the bath and dried me. She applied hair remover around my anus, genitals, and crotch and in the crack of my buttocks and a few minutes later she washed it off and dried me again.

"There we are Michele, all that horrible hair is gone," she said sweetly.

I looked up at her, dejected and resigned to my fate. Then I realised I had responded to being called Michele.

Carmel wrapped me in silk kimono and led me upstairs to the next level. We walked down a corridor with three cells on each side. The cells were all deserted but for the oversize cots which were made up with satin sheets and comforters. In each cell there were full size wardrobes, lighted makeup mirrors hung over vanity dressing tables littered with makeup, perfume and different shaped and coloured wigs sitting on wig-stands. I knew that the inside the wardrobes would be filled with sexy feminine attire and pairs of high-heels, the drawers crammed with lingerie. I remembered this place from all those years ago. The ‘workrooms’ Eddie and his cohorts called them. I couldn’t believe I was back here in this nightmare again.

"This is your old workroom honey, hope you like it," Carmel said as she led me inside the cell.

"Like it! Like it! Are you fucking crazy Carmel! How the fuck can I like the fact that I am about to dress me up like a woman so that strangers can abuse me sexually!" I screamed.

"Well hun, you didn’t like it at first the last time you were in Chelmsford if I remember rightly; but after a while; well I remember that time with me and Charlotte, and you spent all that time married to Davey before you got parole," she said matter of factly.

"You dumb cunt I had no choice! I had to do what I had to do to survive!" I screamed again.

"You just keep singing that song hun. Whatever gets you through the night and all that. But it ain’t the way I remember it. Anyway, Steve said as soon as you show any signs of reluctance to just show you this. But I think I’ll just stick it here on the mirror where you can see it all the time," she said, and stuck the picture of my sister Angie and my niece to the top right-hand corner of the mirror.

"Now I had to estimate your size but I figure a mixture of twelves and fourteens will do. You ain’t fat but you’re a big girl and I got you tens and elevens for your shoes. I know they’re right because we’re the same size as I remember," she went on.

She went over to wardrobe and opened the doors. She rummaged around and picked out various items of clothing and laid them out on the bed. She placed a pair of black stappy high-heels on the floor near the bed and then selected various items of jewellery and put them on the dresser. She pointed to a brunette wig which had lighter highlights streaked through it.

"Wear this wig with those clothes and shoes I have laid out for you. You should be ok with your makeup; like I said it’s like riding a bike – you never forget how. But I’ll drop in on you in about forty-five minutes." She said.

"Now look Michele. You better wake the fuck up and get with the program! One of Steve’s other prospects refused to cooperate and now he walks with a cane and so does his wife."

"I’m hoping this is going to be easy for you because you’ve done it before, but if you make it hard it won’t end well." Carmel finished.

"See ya soon hun; were open for business in about an hour so get cracking!" Carmel strutted out of the cell, her high-heels clicking on the tiled floor of the corridor.

I pulled the chair up in front of the dressing table and put my head in my hands and started to cry. I heard a voice through the bars of the cell.

"You don’t have time for that Michele; if you can’t get it together, look at the picture on the mirror and get the fuck on with what you know you have to do!" It was Carmel shouting down the corridor.

I heard muffled snippets of conversation and other noises coming from some of the other cells; girls turning up to get transformed and ready for work. I stood up and closed the full-length curtains across the front of my cell; the sheer material covering the bars from top to bottom. I went back and sat at the dresser, sighed and looked down at the makeup. Carmel was right; even after all this time I knew what to do. I looked down at all of the packages, brand new, still in their cellophane wrappings. I selected what I needed and opened the packages and laid them out in the order I would use them.

I applied generous amounts of foundation to my face and then a similar coloured face powder to set the makeup foundation. I remembered that if I didn’t get my eyeliner right the first time it was always a pain to clean off all the makeup around my eyes to start again so I did my eyeliner next; black kohl all along the edges of my upper and lower lids. I brushed on liberal amounts of eyeshadow, aqua on my eyelids and pink around the rest of my upper eyes right up to my brows and out to the edge of my eye socket. I brushed on three coats of black mascara and rouged my cheeks, accenting my high distinct cheekbones.

I picked out a ruby red two-part, long-lasting lipstick and painted my lips with the base coat. While that set I painted my fingernails and toenails with nail polish to match my lipstick; I applied the two coats very carefully as I was out of practice. I then dusted my face all over with glossy finishing powder. I picked up the wig and adjusted the brunette bob so that the fringe came to just above my eyebrows and then brushed it out over my ears and around the back and nape of my neck. To set my lipstick I applied the final clear coat carefully over my ruby red lips. I smacked them together and looked at my face in the mirror.

I couldn’t believe it; Michele was back! A lot older sure; but just as sexy. The familiar routine of carefully applying makeup, and the taste, texture and feel of the makeup all came flooding back. I wanted to cry again but I knew I couldn’t. It would only fuck up my makeup and I didn’t have time to do it again, it had already taken me twice as long to do as it used to.

I walked over and sat on the bed and pulled on the white satin brassiere that Carmel had been laid out for me. I positioned two life-like silicon breastforms inside the cups and adjusted the fit. Next I slipped into a black satin garter-belt, the six long suspenders hanging from it. I clipped it at my waist and spun it around so it sat nicely in position with the clasps at my back. I opened the package of stockings, black nylon, fully fashioned with the reinforced heel and toe, back-seams and gauzy stocking-tops. I slid each of the gossamer stockings up my newly shaved legs, clipped them to the suspenders and adjusted the seams. A shiver of pleasure tried to emerge from my memory but I forced it down.

I stepped into the white full-cut silky nylon panties that matched my bra; familiar little shocks of pleasure ran through me as the panties rustled against my nylon stockings and again I suppressed them. I reached for the mauve silk blouse, put my arms into the sleeves and buttoned it up, struggling with the buttons because they are on the opposite side to a man’s shirt and I hadn’t worn a blouse for so long. I stepped into the navy blue rayon pencil skirt and pulled it up and closed up the zip on the side. I adjusted the waist and smoothed out the skirt, it clung to my thighs and the hem came to about mid-thigh. It showed a lot of leg, and the form fitting pencil shape showed off my buttocks. I sat down and put on my high heel sandals, the gold buckles glittering against my dark nylon stockings; my painted toenails visible through the reinforced toes.

I stood and walked over to the dresser and clipped on the silver drop earrings and fastened a matching pendant necklace around my neck. I pushed a couple of silver bangles on each wrist, and two rings on the first and third fingers of each hand; the rings emphasised my red painted fingernails. I sprayed a liberal amount of ‘Poison’ (my favourite perfume) on my neck, my decolletage, and a couple of squirts under my skirt.

There I was finished. I stood up and looked in the mirror. God it was uncanny! I looked just like the old Michele used to look. Sure I was eleven years older but I still looked quite attractive. Then I heard my cell door clatter open and the privacy curtain was wisped back. Carmel entered my workroom.

"Michele, you look stunning!" she said.

She walked over and stood beside me looking into the full-length mirror.

"I tell you what honey; the guys in this hole don’t deserve two good looking sheilas like us. We make quite an attractive pair of strumpets" she giggled

"Are you fucking crazy!" I yelled in her face.

"Good looking pair of sheilas??? Attractive strumpets??? We’re fucking men you moron. We are two middle-aged guys dressed up as women! And soon some repulsive criminal is going to come in here and expect me satisfy him sexually while he pretends that I’m a woman!" I screamed.

"Well Michele you can fight this all you like but you know how it works; you’ve been here before. I you don’t like what’s happening; you just have to pretend you do."

"You know some of the punters like it when you get off; and, well some of them really like it if they have to force you a bit; but you know how it works. So I’ll send in your first customer shall I?" she finished.

"You fucking dozy cunt Carmel. You’re talking to me like I have just returned to an old job from the past that I used to like!" I replied.

"I fucking hated being a transvestite and the thought of having to go through all that filth and depravity again disgusts me!"

"Oh no Michele; you don’t get away with that. I know you enjoyed most of your time in here as a transvestite so don’t deny it. You can quote all of the psychiatric self justification you want but I was here and I remember what happened," she went on.

"Yeah you were forced to do what you did, same as you are being forced now. But don’t hand me that ‘I didn’t like any of it bullshit!’"

"Anyway I don’t have time to justify either of our pasts or present circumstances; we just have to live with them."

"First punter; five minutes, be ready!" she finished and closed the curtain and walked out.

I sat down on my bed and was about to cry when I caught a glimpse of my sister’s photo stuck in the corner of my mirror. I swallowed by pride, set my resolve and lifted my head to the curtain to await whoever walked through it.

A couple of minutes later my workroom door opened and the curtain was pulled back. In walked Carmel with a young man in his early twenties dressed in regulation prison fatigues. He looked around sheepishly and then Carmel took his hand and led him over in front of me.

"Michele this is Brendan; it’s his first time doing this sort of thing so I thought I would give him to one of my more experienced girls ok?" she smiled sweetly at both us and then winked at me.

"Brendan, Michele is the best I have. She’s just come out of retirement and that makes you both special; she will be your first Tranny and you will be her first man for some time. Enjoy kids. Don’t forget Brendan, you only paid for short time; I’ll be back to get you in half an hour." Carmel finished and exited closing the curtains and door behind her.

"I, I, I, err, I’m really nervous," Brendan stammered.

"But you look lovely. You look like one of those older women who used to come around to see me mum. They were like you; heavy makeup, tight skirts, nylon stockings and fuck me high-heels. I used to wank meself crazy thinking about them," he blushed.

"Well if you are nervous and this is your first time, maybe you just want to sit on the bed and talk," I cooed, hoping I could get Brendan to waste his half hour talking.

He was having none of it.

"Fuck that! I want to get me money’s worth! You’re a whore and I want right now sex, I don’t care if you have a cock as long as I don’t have to touch it. I haven’t had any sex for six months so I’m going to enjoy this; it’s cost me all me savings," he said and reached out and pulled me to him.

Brendan locked me in his arms and his lips came down hard on mine. He pushed his body against mine, dry humping and moaning and groaning. As his tongue pushed into my mouth the old familiar taste of lipstick and makeup rekindled memories long repressed. His tongue started to explore my mouth and he hugged me harder and I could feel his erection growing in his denim jeans.

"Oh fuck yeah; this is so good. Let me take it out before I come in me pants," he grunted and eased himself away a little from me.

Brendan fumbled around with his flies and I heard the sound of his zipper being yanked down. He took my hand and nervously placed it inside his trousers; my painted fingernails scraped against smooth hard skin. It was the first penis besides my own that I had touched in over ten years. My fingers automatically took the swollen phallus in a loose grip and eased it out of Brendan’s jeans.

He was shivering and shaking so hard that I knew I could make him come in seconds and that’s what I decided I would do. If I could get away with making this guy climax without using my mouth or even worse by bottom, then I was going to do it.

"So you liked that mommies friends wore short skirts, nylons and high heels did you?" I teased, as I slowly stoked Brendan’s hard cock.

"Oh yeah, I love the way you are dressed even if you are a guy," he whispered.

"Well you certainly know how to make a girl feel good," I chuckled.

"Oh fuck this talking; come here you sexy bitch," he groaned and pulled me against him again.

Brendan’s hands went straight to my buttocks and I felt him lift my skirt up completely so that it rode up around my waist. He kissed me hard and his tongue explored my mouth, panting muffled moans of pleasure. He was playing into my hands and I responded to his kisses and twined my tongue around his and started to squeeze and stroke his rock hard cock.

Brendan pushed me back and lowered me onto the bed without breaking our embrace, his hands running up and down my nyloned thighs and across my smooth nylon panties. I guided his erection against my leg so that his glans rasped against my stocking-top whilst my hand stroked his shaft. He was shivering and whimpering and I knew he was close to orgasm; I wanted him to come soon before he figured out what I was up to.

His hands moved back under me and he caressed my buttocks squeezing and massaging them through my silky panties and he pushed his body against me and I felt his penis begin to pulse and throb. He was now panting uncontrollably, his hands squeezing and kneading my buttocks, his crotch pushing hard with the rhythm of my strokes as I masturbated him. He forced the tip of his penis harder against my thigh so that my gossamer stocking excited him further. I knew this young man was living out the fantasy of getting his rocks off with one of his mommy’s middle-aged girlfriends.

I squeezed and massaged Brendan’s penis and then released my grip on his member and pushed my body up to meet his thrusts so that his cock was humping my thigh. He quickly moved his hands under my back and gripped my shoulders and began to dry fuck me. I clamped my legs together so that his manhood was trapped between my sheer stockinged thighs and wrapped my arms around him and humped him back. I wanted this young man to climax and then get off me so this could all be over with as soon as possible.

Brendan quivered and shook and hot streams of semen suddenly drenched my thighs; I felt the hot seed against my skin as it seeped through my hose. Jet after jet of Brendan’s spend soaked into my stockings as he ejaculated against my thighs. I gagged but forced myself to keep control and tense my thighs around his erupting penis and push up against him; kissing him deeply as he gasped into my mouth in the throes of orgasm.

He slowly came down from his climax and then relaxed and lay still on top of me; his passion spent. After a minute he pushed himself off me and stood with his back to me as he put away his deflating penis and zipped up his jeans. He seemed almost embarrassed about what had just happened.

I held up my skirt as I stood up so that none of his semen would stain it. Keeping my skirt rucked up around my waist, I clattered across the cell to my dressing table and took a handful of tissues and wiped away the long ropes of Brendan’s cooling semen from my thighs. The silence was awkward and I wanted him to go.

"I know what you did," Brendan whispered.

"What?" I replied.

"I know what did. You asked me about my fetish for older women in stockings and makeup and that, and then you got me off so that you didn’t have to suck me or anything," he said petulantly.

"Well next time I’m getting a suck at least; maybe more," he whined.

"Yep next time I’m getting my full money’s worth," Brendan grumbled as he flung back the curtain and clattered out of my workroom cell.

I was relieved. I had seen off my first punter having only to live with the indignity of having to masturbate him and make him come over my legs. But I was still ashamed of myself. I felt distressed and alarmed that the seductive skills that I had learned here in Chelmsford so long ago had returned so quickly and easily. I had quickly regressed back into a transvestite hooker. I looked at the photo of my sister and niece attached to mirror and rationalised that I had only done what I had to do to ensure their well being.

But as I stood there in my come stained stockings holding my skirt up around my waist with the pungent aroma of perfume and hot semen in the air, I wondered how I was going to justify to myself the stiff erection bulging out the front of my panties.

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To be continued………………………………..



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My First Time

chumpstain on Teen Stories

It was a cold, wintery Friday night and I was spending the night at my friends house. I was 14 at the time and back then it was the normal occurance since that's what the kids in school did on the weekends. I was a bit chubby and not your most attractive kid in the world. My friend Jason has a sister, Amy, that was a complete knockout for a 15 year old. I've always had a crush on this girl and she didn't know it. It was 50% of the reason I spent my weekends over Jason's house.

We all had a curfew around 11pm and we would all hang out in the bedroom until we fell asleep. The house was 3 levels. Downstairs, upstairs and attic. Boys in the attic, the girls (if there was any others) in the upsta
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irs bedroom. We decided we were going to watch a movie and then fall asleep. Jason in the bed and I was on the floor with the sleeping bag.

During the night, I hear creaks coming from the stairs. I duck under the covers and peek through to see who it is and what they wanted. It was Amy. She fumbled through the dark and eventually found her way over to me on the floor. She nestled up to me and I threw the covers from over my head and pretended I was scared trying not to wake up Jason.

She told me in a whisper tone "I know you like me and you know I like you and I want to show you how much I like you." So she reaches inside the sleeping bag, gropes me up and down until she finds my penis. Once she finds my penis, she puts her hands down my pajama bottoms and firmly grabs it and starts to play with it as she whispers "Oh, look what I found."

After about 5 minutes of Amy playing with my penis, she unzips the sleeping bag, starts to breath and lightly lick at my penis. I'm 14 years old and I'm not knowing what to expect here and my dick is sprung up like a flagpole. She starts to wrap her lips around my dick and begins to motion her head up and down. Being only a year older than me, I could've sworn she was some sort of pro at this as I am about to blow a gasket.

She lifts her head up and abruptly stops sucking my dick. She climbs up and whispers in my ear "I'm going to fuck your brains out!". She begins to take off her pajamas and is completely naked. She climbs on top of me, inserts my unprotected penis inside her and starts grinding away. I am in complete awe at this moment. I somehow mumble out the words "What about pregnancy?". She hunches forward and says "You're going to put that cum where it counts. Inside me."

After that reassurance, I am about to cum. Amy is panting hard and I take one last deep thrust and I blow my load deep inside my friends sister's pussy. We are both exhausted and she collapses on top of me.

When I woke up the next morning, Amy was gone probably back to her bedroom. Me and Jason walk downstairs and eventually meet up with Amy. She winks at me and says to me "Just wait until next weekend." And I just smiled and went on.

Part 2 coming soon if there's good feedback

My Sister's Best Friend's Feet

MrEggplantsexo on Fetish Stories


Hiya. My name is Prosper. I'm 16 years old, blah blah blah and all. I'm really sure you don't give a damn how I look, but I will tell you I'm packin' 8 inches! But that's besides the point. Now I'll come out and say it- I'm a foot guy. I love feet. Now one day, my litte sister Dawn had over some friends. One in particular, Kayla, was pretty attractive. Not some big fancy porn star model with size Q breasts, but still sexy. I'll let you make an image of her yourself. My sister and her friends decided that they were going to go to one of the other girls houses, who lived close, because she was basicly rich. A huge pool, lots of those Dancing games you see in arcades ((Dance Dance Revolution and the such)), a trampoline, you name it, she had it. But Kay

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la decided to stay at our house, for reasons I THEN didn't know. It had been only but a few minutes after my sister had left that I had the 'urge to splurge' so to speak. I open the bathroom door, and I see a rather odd site.

Kayla had been in the bathroom... licking the sole of her foot and fingering herself. Obviously, I stared. "Uhm.... It's not what you think?" she mumbled. "Why are you licking your foot, Kayla?" I asked. Needless to say, I had a huge boner at the moment. "Well... I dunno... I just kinda like licking my foot, I guess. It kinda turns me on to get my feet licked..." In my brain I was dancing around, I was so excited. "I see..."Â I said. "Come with me a sec." She followed me into my sisters room, after which I locked the door.

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She sat down on my sisters bed. I sat next to her and asked "Mind if I help with that?" She blushed, but nodded. I started to slowly lick the sole of one of her feet, and almost instantly she made a soft moaning noise. 'Wow, she really IS turned on by this...' I thought. "Hey Kayla? If you want, feel free to get undressed." She took my advice, and afterwards I started licking again, slowly going faster and faster, and then moved on to kissing her toes. She was moaning loudly now, no doubt from her rapid fingering of herself. I decided to get undressed myself, and started to thrust into her. We passionatly kissed as I thrusted into her more and more until I felt that I was about to cum. "Pull out" she said. When I did she took her feet and started stroking my cock, I felt like I was going to explode! Not 2 minutes after she started I shot a massive load of my cum all over her feet and toes. When I did she gave me a sly smile and licked it all off. Without saying another word, we got dressed and went into the living room and watched TV until my sister and the rest came back. Of course, thats not to say we didn't have fun again... perhaps we had more fun with another person.



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Familar Voice, Part 1

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It was Tuesday, and Ashley was out on the the track ready for practice in the usually attire of blue short-shorts, and white t-shirt.  For her age, 16, she was decently, well built girl.  She stood at 5'6", 115 lbs, with icy blue eyes that could make any man get on his knees. 
It was very odd; normally, at her highschool anyway, the track people only met on Monday, Wednesday, and Friday.  Despite the fact, the sign on the gym door had said that practice had been rescheduled.

Ashley waited patiently, but as her watched ticked from 3:30, to 4:10, she began to wonder whether or not she had been tricked.  She stretched her legs for a moment, then sighed.   Feeling stupid, she began walking back up to the school.  She turned left down the corridor, b

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ut was abruptly forced against the wall.  "What the-" Ashley stammered..  A forceful hand struck her across the face.  "Dont say a word, bitch." The male voice was familar, and very demanding.  His body pressed up against hers.  Her heart-beat was so fast, she though it might burst out of her chest! The male had her pressed up against the wall at an angle, so she wasn't able to see his face; but still the voice she heard was so familar.

The two stood there, Ashley pressed against the wall mercilessly, her breasts hurt from the amount of force he was applying to her.  He laughed softly, then pressed his hand over her eyes.  Lowering his head slightly, he ran his tongue slowly across her lips.  Her body quivered, and she tried to stop him, but he proceeded to slide his tongue into her mouth.  She gagged and tried to break away, but this only resulted in him biting down hard upon her lower lip, causing it to bleed.  He whispered into your ear, "I've been watching you...  Lusting you...  I need you," he hissed.  "You might not want me, but I dont care.  I will have you when the time is right." He quickly spun her around, pressing against the wall.  She sunk down to the ground, tears streaming down her cheeks.  When she turned to see his face, he was already gone.

-----Later that day-----

Ashley had returned home as quickly as possible.  She had called her friend Tori to come and pick her up, she was too nervous to walk home all alone..  On the way home, the two girls said nothing to one another.   Tori placed a comforting hand onto Ashley's shoulder, but Ashley pulled away quickly.  "Ash? What's your malfunction? Is something wrong?" Tori asked.  She shook her head 'no'.  Tori frowned, stopping the car in front of her friend's house.  She whispered a quiet 'thank-you' to Tori, then swiftly walked up to the front door, making sure it was closed completely and locked tight when she came in.  It was only 5 o' clock, so she decided to go into the kitchen to grab something to snack on.  There was a note on the fridge from her parents, "Gone to airport, on our way to Hawaii, call you when we get there.  Love you.  Hugs and kisses, Mom&Dad."
She sighed.  Her parents had been planning this trip forever..  But on the one night she wished they were home, they were on an airplane headed to Hawaii.  After eating a bowl of soup with a few crackers, she head upstairs to shower. 

She turned the handle in the shower on, and undressed while the water heated up.  Her hair fell down onto her shoulders as she un-did it from the ponytail she had it in earlier.  After checking to make sure the water wasn't too hot nor too cold, she stepped in and let the water caress her body.  Droplets of water slowly rolled down the slopes of her breasts, down her stomach, along the inside of her thighs, making her shiver.  She went to grab the bar of soap, but, for the second time today, was forcefully thrown against the wall.  "I told you I'd be back," the male voice whispered.  She could tell by how close he was to her, that he was still wearing clothes.  He had a raging hard-on, which Ashley could feel against her.  He grabbed her by the hair, and forced her onto the floor of the shower while he un-did his pants.  She looked away, but -grabbing her hair again- he forced her to watched.  He slid his pants down and off, followed by his boxers, allowing his shaft to be fully erect in front of her.  "You poor innocent soul," he said, "I hope your ready."  For the first time, she was able to see his face.  "R-r-ichard?!?" she stuttered.  He looked down at her, then slapped her hard across the face.  "As of this moment, you'll call me master." Tears began coming out of her eyes again, but because of the water from the shower, he couldn't tell.  He pulled his shirt off, and tossed it aside as well.  "B-b-ut R-r-ich" she began, but was again confronted with the pain of being struck across the face.  "I told you once before, you little bitch, it's master to you." She looked down in shame, thinking of the events soon to come.  She knew she was going to be forced to do things she didn't want to, but why did that turn her on? Her nipples perked up, Richard kneeled in front of her and made her look him in the eyes.  "If you be good," he said, "I won't have to be mean." She nodded slowly, replying with, "Yes, master."

He stood up again, positioning his prick in front of her face.  "Ever sucked a man before, slave?" She shook her head no.  "Breathe through your nose, suck it hard, and DONT USE YOUR TEETH!" She was too afraid, and tried to back away.  He grabbed her by the hair and yelled, "Do it now, Bitch!" She placed her lips over the head of his prick before slowly allowing it to enter her mouth.  She swirled her tounged around slowly, getting the reaction of a moan from her master.  He ran his hand slowly over her head, caressing her gently.   "Mmmm...  That's a good girl." He looked down, just as she was looking up at him with her innocent blue eyes.  He felt a slight sting of pity, but it quickly passed as he yelled, "Faster, you whore!"

Her head bobbed up and down along his cock, her hand caressing the part of his shaft that wouldn't fit all the way into her mouth.  Without thinking, he shoved his prick down her throat, and began throatfucking her as she gagged for breath.  He moved hard and fast, groaning loudly, before shooting four or five loads of cum into the back of her throat.  He pulled out.  She coughed and gagged, but thought it'd be wise to swallow it all.  She swallowed just as he said, "Open your mouth," she did, "Good girl." He caressed the top of her head again.  "Now the real fun begins." His smirk was devilish, and she knew that he had much more planned.

After grabbing a towel, he turned the shower off, and began to dry the water off her skin.  He was gently, and very kind about it, not forceful and mean like before.  Slapping her ass he said, "Your bedroom, now." She walked out of the bathroom into her room, completely naked.  He closed and locked the door behind him, making sure the window and curtains were closed.  His body was quickly next to hers, pressing her against the bed.  She stumbled over, and fell onto her back upon the bed.  Even as vulnerable and as scared as she felt, she knew better then to behave badly.  He pressed his lips against hers, she didnt fight back.  Her lips pressed back against his, and this time, she slid her tongue into his mouth.  He opened his eyes in surprise, but quickly closed them, seeing hers were still shut. 

With his left hand, he reach down between her legs, swirling a finger around her hole.  Her flesh broke out in goose-bumps, and her nipples became hard and erect again.  He slowly inserted a finger into her soaking wet pussy, and began pushing it in as far as it would go, and then pulling back out.  After awhile he picked up the pace until she was moaning as loudly as he thought possible.  When she was on the verge of her climax he stopped.  She looked at him in confusion.  He made sure she had plenty of pillows and was as comfortable as possible.  She became nervous again as he pressed her shoulders done roughly.  He positioned himself at her hole, and without warning, pressed in as hard as he could.  She let out a scream, mixed with both pain and pleasure.  The smell of sex filled the room as her cherry popped.  He picked up the face, continuing at a specific rythm, using his hands under her ass to move her at the same rythm as himself.  He fucked her steadily for what seemed like forever, but on the verge of blowing his load, fucked her hole as fast as he possibly could.  He blew his load into her, just as she climaxed, and had her first orgasm.  She held tightly onto him, and he onto her.  They layed there, him still inside her, holding each other.  It was only Tuesday, he thought, her parents wouldn't be home until Friday...

Using Beth Part II

mattwatt on Sex Stories

USING BETH PART II

Beth struggled with the thought all week. People in the office said that she seemed ‘chirpy’ these days. She hadn’t noticed that but realized that it was true. The day came and she was a furor of emotions.  She did her work through the day and dealt with all their people but was fluttering in side. Finally, his time came. She met him at the door; she had taken the time first of all to remove her camisole and bra. The camisole was necessary today, since the blouse was so thin and transparent. It allowed a lacy bra to be seen clearly beneath the camisole but that was merely a fashion statement. Now, with the cam

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isole and the lacy bra off, she was downright sexual.

 She smiled at him. As she backed away from the door and went toward the room where they worked together. He was frowning.

 “Why?  What’s wrong, James?” she cried almost in a panic. “Don’t I look nice for you?”

“Nice, yes, Beth but what were my instructions?”

‘Instructions,’ the very word almost overcame her. She was really in this area of sex and submission that had so long been a dark but sweet fantasy. It made her breathing hard and made the crotch of her yellow panties wet. “Oh, I’m so sorry, James,” she hesitated to say. “I know you ordered me to have no blouse and no bra on; but I thought   . . .”

 He interrupted her with a bit of cruelty in his voice. Just the tone increased Beth’s sexual panic for the moment. She discovered that she loved the almost terror of it. He was really asserting himself toward her. “You don’t think, Beth; you don’t think, woman,” she whispered with his face directly in front of hers. “You do what you’re told. Isn’t that right.”

Beth was in a full blown panic by now; she was sure that he was going to leave right then. Her hands flew to the buttons on her blouse. She felt clumsy, not elegant at all, certainly not the way she wanted to feel, stripping for him. But the blouse was then unbuttoned and she shrugged it off of her shoulders. She was naked from the waist up for him. She had a hopeful smile on her face.

“That’s my babe,” he cooed to her, as his hands snaked out and caressed her naked tits. “Nice, momma,” he continued to coo to her. “Nice what?” he then inquired.

She loved the words, the almost dirty words; she loved having them said to her and saying them herself:  “Nice tits, James? Are they nice, my tits?”

“Perfect,” he said, “That’s what they are.” Then he pinched her nipples; he pinched them hard. He legs quivered; she began to breath hard, and put her hands on his shoulders to steady herself. “You like that, momma? Huh? You like that, Bethy? Do you?”

“Oh, I like that; the pressure . . .oh, I mean the pain; it  . . .it just feels so hot.”

James laughed and looked at her in her ecstasy: “Study now, Beth; study.”

They worked on the grammar section of their lessons, and, as in the past, he worked hard. She was pleased. She was sexually thrilled by sitting there with him with her tits out, naked to the waist. He took time periodically to reach out and stroke a tit or pull at a nipple. She made a comment each time he did it; it was her form of encouragement. All too soon they were through. This time she walked him, bare breasted, to the door. He was about to leave but turned to her first. James gathered Beth and kissed her. She was ready for it  by now. She waded into the kiss with everything: lips, tongue, teeth, spit!  Everything! She sucked on his tongue as though it were a cock. He laughed. You do that like you know what you’re doing.”

Beth blushed.  It was a message that she hoped he’d get from her kiss. Just before leaving he whispered in her ear: “What color panties are you wearing, Beth?”

“Ohhhh,” she breathed, as he pushed their interactions to a new level. “They’re yellow, nylon, bikinis, sir!” The ‘sir’ simply tumbled out of her. “They’re see through,” she whispered.

“Hmmm,” James said. “Sexy, bad girl!”  Then he grinned at her. She knew something was coming: “Next week, my slutty Beth, . . .” The new name ripped through her and Beth almost came then and there. “Next week,” he continued, “No skirt; you hear?” “Yes, I hear,” Beth said eagerly. “Next week no skirt.”

“You meet me in panties and bra but no skirt; we’ll go from there.”

“Yes,” she said, “ I’ll meet you in panties and bra and we’ll go from there.” He left. She almost scurried to her office, after gathering her blouse and camisole, and played with herself.  She knew it would be a long week.

 

(This is totally a work of fiction. If you wish to see more, let me know: mattwatt43@gmail.com.)

An Encounter of the Sexual Kind

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Steve came round to an almighty buzzing (oh god …hangover what did I drink last night… suddenly he realized with a massive rush of adrenaline that he wasn’t in his bed but lying face down on something hard and very cold and that he wasn’t wearing anything… his eyes snapped open and the bright light brought a wave of nausea that he fought to control whilst blinking rapidly and trying to take in his surroundings …

   He was in a room approximately 20 feet by 20 feet and about 10 feet high. The floor walls and ceiling were all some plain cold metal with a light blue tinge to it. There was nothing else in the room .. no door …no windows &he

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llip; no anything…

   His head was started to recover from its spin but this was rapidly being replaced with panic ..(where the hell am I and where the f*%k are my clothes) Steve got slowly to his knees and glanced all the way round the room (nope no door) suddenly he caught a glance of something out the corner of his eye and though the sudden movement brought a very real return of the buzzing he kept his eyes on the object that had, as far as he could tell, appeared out of thin air…

   It was a girl … a woman actually… lying on her side in the corner of the room her back to Steve… also completely naked… (what the f$@k . …what the f%&k is going on… ) suddenly she shifted and started to stir (jesus he thought she’s waking up and neither of us have any clothes) Steve slowly crawled to opposite corner and tried his best to hide his manhood and get a grip on reality as the blonde raised her hand to her head and groaned… she slowly turned over and opened her eyes… she focused on Steve and yelped her eyes snapping open and her hands whipping over to cover her breasts and crotch…. But not before he had caught a quick glance of her smallish but firm looking tits … she looked to be a few years older than Steves 25, blonde and maybe a few inches shorter and despite the rapidly rising panic he felt a small stirring down below … (great if I get a hard on she’ll definitely think I’ve raped her or something just concentrate on something else ..like where the hell you are… where your clothes are …and how the hell your getting out)

 “Who are you?”   the voice shook Steve out of his panic ….

”Er Steve ….you….?  Hang what the hell am I saying where the hell are we ?” 

 “What am I doing here where are my clothes what have you done to me?”

“Woah there lady this is nothing to do with me notice my distinct lack of clothes too…”

“But….”

“CREATE”

“what was that ?” they both said at once….

“I could have sworn I heard that in my head… but you heard it too..?”

“Yeah it sounded like it came from inside my head too”

“YOU WILL CREATE NOW”

“What the f%$k …who is that and what do you want with us”

“Just let us go” shouted Anna

   Anna had a splitting headache but the adrenaline was pushing that aside as fear was rapidly taking hold …the last thing she remembered was working late… she always seemed to be working late these days ..and now she was in some sort of … cell without a door naked, with a naked guy… it was too much.

“YOU ARE MALE AND FEMALE, YOU WILL CREATE.. MATE AND WE WILL RETURN YOU”

They both just stared at each other now certain that the voice was speaking to them in their heads and not through some sort of speaker system… who had that kind of technology? To speak into someone’s thoughts …could they hear their thoughts?

“Where are we?” shouted Steve

“MATE AND WE WILL RETURN YOU”

“You must be crazy” shouted Anna “Let us go we’re not doing anything”

“SO OFTEN IT COMES TO THIS …. VERY WELL YOU WILL MATE, CREATE THE GENETIC MATERIAL OF YOUR SPECIES OR YOU WILL CEASE”

“Is that a threat ..look you sick f&%k let us out of here we’re not putting on some sort of sick show or you now open the door” Steve started to edge out of his corner of the room feeling the cold surface for the door … any sort of crack when suddenly there was the most intense bright light and he felt pain …pain like nothing he had ever experienced before fire seemed to burn in every pain receptor in his body ….. and then it stopped just as suddenly as it had started … he was lying face down again gasping for air… he glanced over at the blonde and saw she too looked to be suffering from similar after affects … and blood was running from her nose…he reached up to his own and saw blood smeared on his fingers.

“YOU WILL MATE OR YOU WILL CEASE”

They both looked at each other and Steve could see the fear in her eyes.

Anna was scared now she wasn’t sure what was going on but this was very, very real. Someone..something wanted her to have sex with this total stranger in this empty room or it was going to kill them both. She had no doubt about that whatever it was it had the power to speak into their thoughts and cause extreme pain and she had no doubt it could kill them in an instant if it wanted too. She looked over at the guy … considering her options… simple really she could either let him fuck her or die. Hang on what was she saying to herself why was this a difficult choice? He wasn’t exactly a handsome hunk but he was attractive slim but athletic and despite his trying to hide it with his hands his cock was semi hard and already 6 inches … she should be thanking whoever or whatever had forced her into this situation.. it had after all been over a year now since she’d last had sex without the aid of hands. She almost laughed out loud as she felt her nipples getting harder … she stood up slowly and whilst still covering herself ‘down below’ with one hand she moved the other away from her chest up to her neck…. and smiled.

   Steve was still fighting hard to keep his eyes off the blonde and stop himself from getting hard in front of her, and concentrate on the situation at hand but she was hot and someone had just threatened to kill them both if he didn’t fuck her … his eyes betrayed him again and this time she was standing and her arm was no longer across her chest and she was looking straight at him.

“Look it seems we’re both in the same situation here” she said “And I don’t want to die in this room so what do you say we do this and get it over with”

Steve stood completely shocked (did I just hear that right) he closed his mouth and uttered the words “ No .. No you’re only saying that because he, they, it whatever… is threatening you, otherwise you wouldn’t” (What! Did I just really say those words? Idiot you just turned down the most attractive woman you’ve ever seen naked)

“That’s sweet you’re obviously a gentleman and an honorable guy but I don’t want to die and I don’t see why we can’t make the best of this and have a little fun” She grinned.

  And with that Anna dropped her other arm to her side and started to walk towards him her nipples painfully hard now at the thought of what was to come and a pleasant wetness was growing inside her. Reaching him she took hold of his hands and gently pulled them away from his crotch while she raised herself up on her toes closed her eyes and kissed him softly. She let go of his hands and placed hers on his stomach (hmmm pleasantly firm) sliding them down until she gripped his shaft in her hands, smiling to herself as she the him jolt at her touch.

    ‘Holy crap’ thought Steve as he fought the urge to cum right then… managing to gain control he felt her slide her tongue out of his mouth and lower herself down so that his erect penis was inches from her nose…still grinning she flicked out tongue and licked his head like it was an ice cream cone …. This nearly sent him over the edge again and he thought to wrench his mind away from what was happening down in front of him ‘ I’ve got to get a grip on this before I blow my load in the first 30 seconds ‘ he thought … taking her by the shoulders he pulled her up and backed into the corner of the room gently turning her around as he did so that she was facing away from him. He backed right into the corner feeling the cool surface on his skin and pulled her up against him her firm buttocks pressing his cock up against his stomach. He wrapped his left arm around her chest and started to squeeze her right nipple between his fingers, kneading her breast as he did so. Sliding his right hand down across her stomach his fingers encountered a wet patch and he dipped one into her slit… a small groan escaped her lips and she started grinding her butt against his cock in rhythm to the motion of his finger as it slid in and out of her pussy rubbing against her clit.

    She was really worked up now she didn’t care if there was someone watching it’d been too long since she done this and his finger was sending her into a frenzy she needed him inside her… pounding her as she came…..she couldn’t take it anymore ..she whipped round so fast she saw the look of shock flash across his face as his finger slid out of her

“Fuck me” she whispered

A look of raw animal hunger passed across his face and he pressed her up against the wall picking her up by grabbing her arse and thighs he lowered her onto his shaft feeling her grip him tightly as she slid onto him gliding all the way to the hilt. She wrapped her legs around him tightly gripping him as hard as she could as he started to thrust into her pushing her up against the wall harder. She could feel his cock throbbing inside her his hands on her butt gripping firmly with every thrust, the grunts he made every time he pounded into her.

   Oh god this was good… he didn’t know how much longer he could keep himself from cumming .. he could feel her hard nipples pressed against his chest rubbing up and down his pecks with every thrusting motion.. the small gasping moans escaping from her lips, her legs were wrapped around him so tightly gripping he could feel the effect in her vaginal muscles as they gripped his penis with their satiny walls. It was al too much he could feel the overwhelming pressure building up in his balls. Sliding his hands down from her butt cheeks he unwrapped her legs and gripped each leg on the underside just above the knee and forced her legs open as far as they would go so that her knees were mere inches from being pressed up against the wall she gasped as he started to pound into her faster and faster and started to convulse in uncontrollable ecstasy .. it was too much and he exploded inside her.

   She almost screamed out loud as he unwrapped her legs and forced them open so wide thrusting faster and faster she began to tingle all over and then she felt him throbbing quicker and quicker inside of her and she began to orgasm her stomach muscles spasming wildly as she came feeling him squirt into her she began to milk his cock with her contractions…..

    Gasping they both collapsed sliding slowly down the wall slick with Anna’s sweat she fell on top of him his cock still inside her both of them breathing heavily.

“CONFIRMED….GENETIC MATERIAL ACQUIRED…SPECIES CATALOGUED…WE WILL RETURN THE SPECIMENS”

“What? No” Steve said coming back to himself He looked into her eyes “I don’t even know your name” He blurted out . She smiled and opened her mouth to tell him when there was a sudden blinding flash and they both vanished from the room….

 

Years later Steve would put the experience down to too many beers the night before and whilst he still wandered occasionally about it he slowly forgot. Anna however, couldn’t she knew it wasn’t a dream and even went so far as to try and recreate to same intense feelings with future partners although all to no avail…..

A night with my wife's cousin, Part 2

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A night with my wife’s cousin, Part 2

 

   This is the continuing saga of my affair with my wife’s cousin Stacy and again these are 100% true events that happened around fifteen years ago.  Also these are the first stories that I have ever written so please bear with me.

   The following morning (a

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fter Part 1), Stacy and I acted as though nothing had happened, business as usual and no one ever did become suspicious of anything.  Considering that I could have gotten Stacy pregnant (especially at 14) I was also genuinely counting my blessings.

   About month later though my in-laws had a large family get together which included Stacy and the rest of her family over for an afternoon cookout.  Aside from occasionally joking around and a few smiles exchanged in secret, we pretty much kept to ourselves.  Walking around all day with her in one of her standard elastic tank tops hugging every curve of those perfect D cup sized breasts was certainly starting to wear me down in the temptation department.  I couldn’t help but remember our night together and now watching how her body moved while running around playing Frisbee with everyone in the back yard I guessed pushed me over the edge.  I started innocently joking around with her more and secretly smiling at her more often where no one would notice and then had yet another moment of inspiration.  With everyone out in the back yard socializing I asked Stacy if she wouldn’t mind doing me a favor and retrieve a lawn “jarts” game from out of the basement.  With people coming and going in and out of the house for various reasons I didn’t think anyone (prayed that no one) would notice the two of us missing for a short while.  Also with the only entrance to the basement being located in the bi-level addition occupied by my wife, my son and I, and no one else really having any business for venturing there I figured no one would inadvertently discover us unless they were deliberately looking for us.  I also knew that the jarts game was on the top shelf up above a large chest freezer and that it would be difficult for her to reach it.  I waited about a minute and then went down to the basement “to help her out” with getting the game down.  When I came through the basement door I was greeted with a truly erotic sight.  There was Stacy reaching over the freezer trying to get a hold of the game and being bent slightly over the freezer her ass was absolutely inviting, and with her tits jutting out from her chest as she was reaching shoved me down the path of no return.  I quietly closed the door and walked up behind her and said “I thought that you might be needing some help down here” and positioned myself directly behind her and started reaching for the box with my groin pushing into and rubbing up against her ass.  Stacy simply stood there and chuckling said “doesn’t look like you’re going to be able to reach it either”.  By now I was getting harder which I know she had to be feeling it too.  I then pretended as though I were loosing my balance and gently fell against her wrapping my right arm around her waist and catching myself on the freezer with my left arm as though trying to catch my balance.  We just laughed for a minute or two and then I just stood there and held her.  Feeling my cock hard as steel nestled in her ass with my arm around her I guess said all that needed saying at that point and with that Stacy cupped my right hand in hers and drew it up to and cupped her right breast with it.  Fondling her breast through that soft silky elastic material was incredible and soon I felt her small nipple pushing desperately through the material looking for attention.  I also began gently kissing the nap of her neck and then with both hands lifted her tank top along with her bra up and over her tits freeing them.  Cupping and fondling both of her naked 14 year old D sized tits with her small nipples grinding into my palms, kissing her neck, and grinding my cock into her ass against the freezer was getting both of us incredibly worked up to say the least.  I slowly and gently slipped my left hand past the elastic of her waist band down inside her panties and gently began messaging her clit and vulva.  She was already incredibly wet and in a very short time was already getting ready to cum so with both hands I opened the front of her shorts and slid both her shorts and panties to the floor where she slowly stepped out of them.  On the way standing back up I opened my own shorts letting them drop to the floor and wasted no time mounting Stacy from behind.  Stacy simply bent over a little further over the freezer and after a few strokes over her opening and vulva getting my cock wet I slipped my raging hard on half way into her with Stacy letting out a short gasp.  I just held her there taking in the view and feeling up her absolutely flawless ass.  Stacy began slowly moving around drawing more of my cock into her and I began slowly gently moving in concert with her until my cock was completely buried in her, she was so incredibly tight around my cock.  Feeling her ass nestled tightly into my groin cupping and gently fondling her large, full, firm tits with the view of this piece of forbidden fruit out in front of me is an experience that truly transcends words.  Without a word being spoken I gently grabbed a hold of her hips and slowly began pumping my eight inch cock in and out of her.  Stacy let out soft moan after moan with each stroke, determined to make her cum first I just methodically kept pumping her and pumping her for about 20 minutes until I felt her again tense up and begin spasming, milking in earnest at my cock and with a few shudders and wimpers feeling her orgasm flood over her.  With her climax out of the way I really began fucking her in earnest.  Watching her incredibly firm ass bounce with each slap as our groins came together, with her tits swaying back and forth with each thrust, and with her cries growing in tempo and volume all became to much.  I in another lapse of sanity and in total abandon pulled and nestled her ass as tight into my groin as I could and blew my load into her with a large grunt of my own.  To this day I still don’t know what it was that was possessing me to cum in her, especially with all that was at stake but I just couldn’t seem to stop myself it felt so incredible filling her with my seed.  Having her pinned against the freezer I gently pulled and stood her up still coupled to her and gently held her occasionally feeling my cock twitch and spasm in her, feeling her cunt reply by gripping and milking at my cock some more.  With my sanity again returning I apologized to Stacy and said to her that as beautiful and wonderful as she was, and because I did have deep feelings for her I simply was unable to help myself when around her and that I was most likely very screwed and certainly going to end up in prison.  She responded by saying that she deeply cared for me too and didn’t want to see me in prison or see my son without a father and that no one would ever know.  Stacy then also mentioned that she loved having a college boyfriend though knew that no one could ever know, not even by accident.  Deciding not to screw with her fantasy I hugged her tightly and then slowly drew myself out of her and said that we needed to get back before anyone came looking for us.  She slipped her shorts back on and her top back in place, smiled at me and went upstairs to the bathroom.  I collected my clothes again praying that I didn’t knock her up and went to my bedroom to get cleaned up, got dressed and returned to the back yard gathering.  With so many people present no one seemed to notice that Stacy or I were missing and 10/15 minutes later Stacy returned herself as though nothing had happened again behaving business as usual.  We enjoyed the rest of the evening and Stacy left with her family later that night.  I went to bed again that night praying that I wasn’t completely fucked swearing to myself that I would never allow it to happen again.  I wish that I could say that I had succeeded, but again that’s a different time and a different story.

Third Day on the Job

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The elevator eventually started climbing the floors.   I was heading to the 42 nd floor, and usually by about the 30 th floor the elevator was empty, unless some of my coworkers were there (though I didn’t see any of them, and attributed this to my tardiness).   As predicted, the first 20 or 25 floors had many stops and people poured out of the elevator.   As the last person got out for floor 26, I nervously pressed button with the “42” several times, hoping the doors would close quickly so I could get on with my day.

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n style="mso-spacerun: yes">   The elevator finally continued its ascent, but only for a few seconds before it lurched to a stop and everything went dark.

 

“Oh shit…” I mumbled.   I had been given a memo on my first day that said they were having problems with the elevators.   I guess two guys from my office had independently gotten stuck around floor 33.   I looked up above the door and sure enough, the marker pointed between the 33 rd and 34 th floor.   “Figures,” I said, leaning against the closest wall and slumping to the floor.   I let my head fall into my hands and rubbed my eyes, trying to vent some of my frustration.

 

Within a few moments the faint emergency lights blinked on, and I looked up from the floor.   I was suddenly startled to realize that I was not in fact alone in the elevator like I had thought.   Two teenage girls were standing on the other side of the elevator (they might have been 18 or 19).   They were dressed similarly: black buckle shoes, white stockings, short khaki skirts that came about half way to their knees, and white button-up blouses that were too short to cover their navel.   They both had toned skin and hair which hung loosely down the front of their shoulders, though the one’s hair was a little longer and a dark shade of brown while the other’s was blonde.   The brunette also appeared to be slightly taller and a bit more slender than the blonde.   Despite their differences, they were both equally attractive for their age and could have easily been sisters.

 

The girls were nervously whispering and giggling to each other, casually glancing in my direction and smiling.   I looked at them and smiled, attributing their behavior to girls being girls.   “First time in a broken elevator, ladies?” I asked politely.

 

“Not exactly,” the shorter girl answered.   “Kendra and I get caught quite often, actually.”

 

“Isn’t it almost spooky how often it happens, Crystal ?” asked the other girl.   They both laughed and I smiled, putting up with their immature demeanor.   “But Joe,” Kendra continued now looking me in the eye, “this isn’t exactly a mistake.”   I blinked my eyes, surprised that somehow this girl, whom I was fairly sure I had never met before, knew my name.   Kendra and Crystal laughed at my shocked expression.

 

“Oh, don’t worry Joe,” Crystal said as she and Kendra approached me, her fingers lightly trailing over the waistband of her skirt.

 

“We’ve been watching you,” Kendra interjected, her hand caressing her breast, “…for quite a while now.”

 

“What’s the meaning of this?” I asked frantically, starting to wonder what I had gotten myself caught in.   “And just how old are you two?” I asked, wondering if I was the target of some sort of plan to dirty the firm’s reputation by getting caught fooling around with minors.

 

“ Crystal ’s 17,” Kendra answered.   “I’m 19.”   Her hands reached down to the seam of her skirt and she slowly bunched the skirt into her hands, sliding the khaki material up her thighs, past the tops of her white stockings and revealing the bottom of a pair of white cotton panties beneath.   By now the girls were only a foot or so from me, and I was still sitting on the floor.

 

“Girls, I can’t do this!” I said sternly, starting to become disturbed as to what these young beautiful girls might claim happened in the elevator.

 

“It’s not about what you can and can’t do,” Crystal said, a forcefulness growing in her voice, “but rather about what you WILL do.”   Crystal raised her hand, and instantly I was on my feet.   I hadn’t told my body to pick itself up, but somehow my legs decided that they wanted to get up.   I tried to walk to the other end of the elevator, putting some distance between me and the girls, but I couldn’t move.   I tried harder to force my feet to walk, but my muscles would not respond.   Somehow I was frozen stiff before these two young girls.

 

“You are the selected target,” Crystal said calmly as her fingers started to unbutton the top button of her blouse.   “You are now ours.”

 

Kendra’s eyes focused on my crotch.   Slowly she extended her fingers towards the fly of my pants, as if calling for something.   Instantly, I felt my penis jump in response, and an erection started forming, a tent becoming clearly visible beneath the dark material of my slacks.   My face began to flush and my jaw clenched as intense sexual energy began to travel through my body.   “What’s happening to me?” I managed to mutter through my grit teeth.

 

“Don’t worry, babe,” Crystal said, her lips pouted.   “Just work with us here.”   She finished unbuttoning her blouse and pulled the white material back from her body, revealing a brilliantly white bra that seemed to glow as it held the two perfect globes of her flesh, which pulsed under Crystal’s breathing.   My cock, quickly becoming fully erect from Kendra’s control, leaped in my pants.   Kendra was standing slightly behind Crystal , licking her lips and still focusing on my pants, which felt like they were shrinking.

 

All of the sudden my legs started to move, encircling me behind the girls and taking me to the center of the large elevator, a few feet from Kendra.   With a spread of her hands, a backless wooden bench appeared out of nowhere.   Kendra walked to one end of the bench and sat down straddling it, once again forcing her skirt to ride up her slender legs and exposing her panties, which were now shining in a similar way as Crystal ’s bra, captivating my attention.   Kendra clenched the sides of her blouse and gave a fierce pull, popping the buttons off and literally ripping the shirt from her body.   Kendra was wearing a bra identical to Crystal ’s, and she had the same perfect breasts which were even more magnificent against her slightly thinner frame.

 

While I gazed back and forth between her chest and panties, Kendra patted the bench in front of her with her hand inviting me to sit down between her open legs.   My feet responded by walking me over and straddling the bench, sitting me down with my back to her.   Kendra’s hands gently came up my back and over my shoulders, reaching around to start undoing my necktie.   She pressed her body into mine, forcing her firm chest into my back.   I could feel the warmth radiate from her breasts as she whispered into my ear, “Just relax.   You couldn’t do anything even if you wanted to anyway.”

 

Kendra was right.   My body was totally out of my control and appeared to be under the direct influence of these vixens who were seducing me, though for what purpose I did not know.

 

As Kendra undid my necktie and started unbuttoning my shirt, Crystal walked over and stood in front of me, my eyes staring at the front of her skirt.   Seeing the perfection of these teenagers’ physical attributes, I could only imagine the wonderful pleasures that would be had with what was hidden from my sight.

 

Crystal ’s fingers gently reached under my chin and gracefully raised my head to look up at her wonderful breasts, which were now lifting and falling in rhythm with her breathing, which had increased considerably.   Crystal tossed her head back as her hands gently caressed her face, then traced a path down her neck and finally fell onto her bra-covered breasts, which she started to massage gently, letting a light moan escape from her lips.

 

Crystal ’s head came back up and she looked me in the eyes as her fingers undid a clasp on the front of her bra.   Shrugging her shoulders, the undergarment fell from her frame and the 17-year-old stood before me topless, looking down at me over her round, firm breasts, which were finally free from her bra.   Her skin was flawless, and the swell of her full chest was crowned with two perfect nipples.

 

Crystal took my hands and placed them on her breasts.   Without telling them to do so, my fingers started kneading her firm flesh in a way that did not quite seem natural to me, but in a way that was obviously pleasuring Crystal perfectly, as evidenced by the immediate increase of her breathing.   It seemed as if her legs were losing strength, and slowly Crystal lowered herself onto my lap so that we faced each other.   Just thinking about the nearness of her still-covered cunt made my dick yearn for the feel of being inside of her.   Kendra finished unbuttoning my shirt from behind and started to massage my chest and shoulders as Crystal bent down to kiss me, her lips and tongue bringing all sorts of pleasure to my mouth and her moans echoing in my throat as I continued to massage her breasts.

 

After breaking her long, masterful kiss, Crystal slowly brought one of her breasts to my mouth.   Instantly my tongue leaped out of my mouth to lick the erect nipple, my lips following suit and beginning to suck on the silky breast at the whim of Crystal ’s sexual desires.   Crystal ’s skin had a sweetness unlike I had ever tasted, and it made me want to lick all of her.   The harder I sucked her flesh, the better it tasted and the harder she forced it against my mouth.   Even though I realized that she was somehow controlling me like an interactive sex toy, I was obviously enjoying what she was putting me through as a pulse of energy started to gather in my groin.

 

After a few moments, Crystal raised herself off of my lap, taking her succulent breast away from my mouth.   I wanted with all my might to follow her, to not take her flesh from my lips, but some force held my head still and she easily pulled away.

 

Crystal turned around and re-straddled the bench, facing away from me.   As she stood there, her hair falling down her bare back, a mysterious music softly crept into my ears.   Although I could not tell where it was coming from, the tune didn’t sound like it was coming from any speakers in the elevator and it was getting louder.   As I began to wonder whether or not I was going crazy, Crystal started moving her hips from side to side to the beat that I heard in my head.   Her hands traveled up and down her topless body, and my eyes were fixed on the back of her skirt, which was stretched across her tight ass.

 

Slowly, Crystal started to lower herself onto me again, being sure to rub herself against my bulging cock as much as possible.   She sat on my lap as her rump grinded again and again against my dick in rhythm with the strange music.   Crystal turned her head to look over her shoulder at me, a devilish smile now on her rather innocent-looking face, watching how I would react to her.   All the sudden my hand started to move, demonstrating that I still did not have control over my body.   My fingers went to the back of Crystal ’s skirt, finding a zipper tucked beneath a seam.   I gripped the zipper and slowly my hand traveled the length of Crystal ’s ass, unzipping her skirt from underneath her.   As my fingers passed under her, she grinded harder and harder against me, forcing the zipper (and my fingers which held it) against the crack of her ass, bringing louder moans from her.   My index finger slid along her backdoor a few times before continuing to strip her of her article of clothing.

 

Finally I reached the bottom of her skirt and the zipper slipped from the track, so that the back of her skirt was completely open.   My hand stayed under her as she tugged on the top of the khaki material, dropping the skirt on the floor.   My fingers played along the inside of Crystal ’s soft thigh while my other hand was made to reach around her and grip one of her breasts.   My fingers drifted up to the front of her panties, slipping under the thin material and gently playing along the lips of her pussy beneath, her heat radiating onto my palm.

 

All of the sudden Kendra interjected.   “ Crystal , we must hurry and perform the test before Mother grows impatient and is upset with us.”

 

Crystal sighed, obviously wanting to force my fingers into her cunt with all of the might she could muster out of me.   Slowly my fingers began to penetrate her.

 

“ Crystal !” Kendra objected.

 

Grunting with frustration, Crystal eased up on her lap dance, which had made my pants moist with my own precum.   My fingers slowly slid out of her panties and out from under her.   Crystal was not the only one who was frustrated.   My penis slowly started decreasing in its firmness as the hot 17-year-old got up from my lap and turned to address Kendra, her bare breasts bouncing with her insistence.

 

“Can I at least perform the test this time?” Crystal asked.

 

“You know that since I’m the oldest, I get the first taste.   If you continue to learn, Mother might let you go first next time,” Kendra answered.   Crystal didn’t seem happy with the arrangement, but she did not continue to argue.   Instead she dismounted the bench and stepped over to a more open part of the elevator.   My leg swung over the repositioning my body to face her.

 

Kendra also stood up from the bench, pulling my unbuttoned shirt from my back, and she stepped between me and Crystal, who was now a few feet away standing there wearing only her panties, stockings, and shoes.   Crystal folded her arms around her naked breasts, pushing her boobs against her chest and pouted while glaring at Kendra.

 

Kendra stood in front of me, putting her hands behind her waist and slowly unzipping her skirt until it fell around her ankles and she could kick it aside.   She bent over and her hands rested on my knees, propping her up as she looked into my eyes and gave me a perfect view of her cleavage – her luscious breasts hung there, only supported by her stretched bra.

 

“Here’s the game plan,” Kendra said as her facial expression, once innocent, started to morph into a sly grin.   She lowered her voice to a whisper, “We are going to suck you, fuck you, and do everything you ever wanted the hot little schoolgirls of your fantasies to do to you.”   She licked her lips.   “But this will be no fantasy.   It will be hell, because as much as you will want to, you will be prevented from blowing even a drop of your cum anywhere.”   Both of the girls were smiling widely as I looked on in terror.

 

Kendra slowly undid my pants as Crystal knelt down and took off my shoes.   My body lifted itself enough so that Kendra could pull off my pants and slide my boxers to the floor.   After stepping out of my shorts, my legs spread themselves and Kendra knelt on her knees in-between them.   Kendra took my now only half-erect dick into her soft hand as Crystal stepped behind her, pulling the brunette’s hair back to reveal her beautiful cleavage.   As Kendra slowly began rubbing my cock with her hand, Crystal reached around her chest to remove her bra.   As the radiantly white material fell from her chest, Kendra’s breasts only fell slightly forward before hanging firmly off of her delicious body.

 

Kendra lowered her head and extended her tongue to take a lick of the precum that had made my groin moist.   “Mother was right,” she said, “he IS ripe!”   Crystal bit her lower lip and slipped her hand under the front of her panties, seemingly picking up where I left off while her other hand worked on one of her dazzling breasts.

 

Kendra wrapped her tongue around the underside of my dick, licking me back to the base and giving my balls a light suckling.   My cock grew to full length as she licked back up to the tip and then swirled her hot tongue around the head.   I began to moan as Kendra took my dick into her juicy mouth.   She slid her tongue along me as she started thrusting her mouth down the distance of my erection.

 

I began to moan as I felt my balls tighten.   I began to wonder if Kendra might have been wrong in thinking that I wouldn’t cum.   She kept pounding her face onto my dick, and I was sure that I was going to surprise her by blowing my load into her pretty young mouth.   I could feel more and more semen rush into my dick, but nothing came out!   Again and again I felt my cum flowing into my penis, and pressure started to build at the tip, which would not allow even a drop to drizzle out.

 

Trying to fight what was starting to turn painful, I looked at Crystal, who was now laying on the floor pounding her fist into her young pussy.   All of the sudden her whole body shook as a mighty orgasm ripped through her body and she started to slow her pace.

 

Wishing that I could feel the same release, it felt like my dick was being stretched by the pressure of my cum kept inside of it, as more and more of it flowed from my balls.   Kendra sped up even more until I started grunting at the tension.   All I wanted to do was squirt my load into this succulent teen’s hot little mouth, but my body would not eject its own cum.

 

Finally Kendra released my cock from her mouth, strings of saliva and precum trailing from her lips.   The head and half of the shaft of my dick was now purple from all the blood and semen flowing to it, my veins bulging out of my member.   Kendra extended her hand to grasp the tip and gently pulled.   In response to her, my cock mysteriously grew at least an inch and a half.   I screamed at the stretching of my flesh, and Kendra finally seemed satisfied with my length, which was now at least 9”.   While the extra length had brought some relief by easing the pressure a bit, my need to cum did not subside, and I doubted that the girls were through with me yet.

 

Kendra stood up and was joined by Crystal, who had now recovered from her orgasm, and they both waved a hand over me.   My body obeyed and laid me down on the bench, my huge prick standing straight up in the air.

 

As Kendra stood by my cock and slowly stroked it, Crystal bent down and lightly kissed me before saying, “I just brought myself to an awesome orgasm, and now I’m going to fuck you until I have another one at least as big.”   She paused.   “This might take a while, so prepare yourself for a long ride.   I’m not the easiest girl to please.”   Her smile struck a fear into my heart, and I knew that her pleasure was my torment.

 

With that, Crystal slipped off her panties and kicked off her shoes.   She then sat on my stomach, her legs on either side of me and the juices leftover from her previous orgasm dripped onto my skin.   Looking me in the eye, Crystal lifted her feet one at a time to the top of my chest, letting me gaze along her leg and into her pussy as she slowly slid the sheer material of her stockings down the distance of her elegant legs.   This girl was torturing me by giving me a wide open gaze into her magnificent cunt and not letting me cum.

 

When she was completely naked, Crystal stood up and took a few small steps back to position herself directly over my dick, which pointed straight at her steamy depths.   Slowly she lowered herself onto my pressured cock.   Even at my new length I slid right into her hole, which was well lubricated from her orgasm.  

 

Slowly Crystal lowered herself until she was practically sitting on my balls, all of my dick inside of her.   She wiggled her butt, grinding her pussy against the base of my dick and my mouth dropped as once again my cum started flowing into my cock, though a drop never left my body.   Crystal quickened her pace and was soon pounding herself on my engorged member, her short breaths coming with each thrust.

 

Meanwhile, Kendra had slipped off her panties and walked over to me.   She slowly raised one stocking-covered leg over my head and lowered it on the other side of the bench.   I looked up to find myself staring at a shaved pussy which glistened, even in the faint light.   The edges of Kendra’s pussy were extremely puffy as a clear liquid slowly dribbled out of her and ran down her leg.   Kendra’s hands began sternly rubbing her breasts and her eyes closed as she was clearly enjoying stimulating her own arousal.

 

As Crystal continued pounding on my aching dick, slowly my hand crept up to touch Kendra’s thigh where her nectar had begun to flow.   My fingers wiped some of her wetness and then came to my mouth, where my tongue licked off her juices.   I was confronted with a taste even better than that of Crystal ’s breasts, and eagerly hungered for more.

 

Kendra made my hand reach up again and start to rub the front of her cunt, her body quivering at my touch.   Then slowly two of my fingers penetrated her swollen pussy, working their way around inside of her.   I could hear Kendra groaning as she made me insert a third finger, and then a fourth, and start working my way in and out of her sex.   Soon she moved my thumb directly to her inflamed clit, where I began flicking her soft-spot back and forth.

 

As I continued to work her pussy, Kendra’s strength began to fail her, and more of her weight was being put on my hand, which she kept under her, supporting her stunning body.   Soon her cum began trickling down my arm to my elbow before dripping to the floor.   Her body began to shake, and as Kendra began to come to orgasm, I felt Crystal bear down on my dick, slamming all of her bodyweight onto my throbbing cock, and yet still I did not cum.   I put more and more force onto Kendra’s pussy and her muscles clenched my hand, trying to suck it into her.   In a similar fashion, Crystal ’s cunt gripped the bottom of my dick and began squeezing with a strength that made my dick go numb.   Her pussy milked my prostate, forcing all my available semen further and further into my dick, pushing against the tip which had somehow been plugged.

 

I began to scream at the top of my lungs as the pain radiating from my groin became unbearable.   Kendra and Crystal paid me no mind, however, as they experienced orgasm after orgasm, showing me again and again what I longed to do myself, and they soaked my crotch and my arm in the process.

 

As the girls’ orgasms began to subside, a fog-like air strangely crept into the elevator.   Suddenly the dark silhouette of a female appeared in the fog.   As the smoke cleared, I saw a woman, perhaps the age of 27, standing dressed in black leather high-heal boots which stretched along the outside of her legs up to her garter, which she wore without any panties, her clear-shaven pussy very visible.   She also wore a black leather bikini-style bra, which was pulled beneath her two plump, round, luscious breasts.   Her black hair and olive skin matched her attire, and she began to walk towards the three of us, my hand still gently working Kendra’s pussy, and Crystal still gently gyrating on my dick.

 

The mysterious and alluring woman first walked over to Crystal .   “Mother,” Crystal groaned.

 

“My girls,” the woman answered, lifting Crystal off of my painful penis, which popped out of her cunt as she dismounted me.   The woman plunged her hand into Crystal ’s pussy, making Crystal jump, and began to lick her fingers.   “Is he ready?” she asked.

 

“He is prepared for you, Mother,” Kendra answered, slowly removing my hand from inside her, letting it fall to my chest in a puddle of her cum.

 

“Yes,” the woman hissed with approval as she spotted my swollen and painful dick.   Her hand lightly played over the shaft as I grit my teeth and groaned.

 

The woman turned and in a puff of smoke a high stool appeared beside the bench.   She sat on the stool, spreading her legs so her marvelous pussy rested on the round surface.    “Joseph,” she said looking over my body which was wet with the two teenagers’ juices.   “I am Kylie, an ageless goddess of young sirens, among whom you have already met my daughters, Kendra and Crystal.   It was when you first heard their voices, even as softly as whispers, that you were put under their spell.   They exist for my pleasure, to lore men such as yourself into the position that you now find yourself in, painful as it may be.”

 

Kylie slid off the stood, her pussy trailing along the top, and she came to kneel beside my head, looking into my eyes, and starting to massage her breasts which were only inches from my mouth.   “But I have good news for you,” she continued, a look of pity and empathy coming over her face.   “I am your release.   I am your fulfillment, and all of that sizzling hot semen trapped inside of you will be consumed by my body.”   Kylie stood, putting her shaved cunt right above my head.   “My pussy will work you like you’ve never been worked before.   So get up,” she continued, “and start fucking the hell out of me.”

 

All of my sexual energies burned for Kylie and the sweet release that she promised.   All of the sudden I felt that I had control of my body again.   I stood up, exercising the freewill which had been returned to me, and stepped aggressively toward Kylie, who backed up until she was against the wall.   I could feel her warm breath on my neck as we were only an inch apart, and I looked down at her.   Forcefully I kissed her, letting my mouth play over hers, sucking her lip and intertwining our tongues.

 

Slowly my dick drifted against her exposed pussy, making her sigh with pleasure as I felt a wetness leak onto my pulsing dick.   “Make me cum,” she whispered, “and your torments are over.”   I slowly but firmly slid my cock into her steamy sex.   My hips began trusting into Kylie in a steady rhythm, bringing forth “oohs” and “ahhs” from not only her but also both of her daughters watching us.

 

Soon my speed had increased, and my balls were slapping the underside of Kylie’s pussy as I fucked her harder and harder.   All of the sudden Kylie jumped onto me, wrapping her legs around my torso, the leather of her boots gripping my naked skin.   As I forced her harder and harder against the wall of the elevator, she pulverized my dick with her pussy, falling again and again upon my massive rod.   Kylie’s large breasts bounced against her frame as I pushed repeatedly into her depths.

 

All of the sudden Kylie started shrieking as I felt her fluids flow all around my dick.   Kylie’s cunt abruptly grabbed my dick, squeezing it several times and all at once my cum was released from its prison.   Again and again my steamy cum leapt from my cock only to be swallowed by Kylie’s body, which not only milked me but sucked at all of my semen which had been kept contained by her daughters’.   The experience was so intense that I began to fall to the floor, and soon I was laying on my back with Kylie on top of me, her pussy still devouring my semen.   Time after time, my body sent spurts of my cum into her as my vision started to fade and I blacked out.

 

When I came to, I was still laying on the floor of the elevator.   I opened my eyes, the lights above me sending pain through my head, though I couldn’t feel any other parts of my body.   In the quiet of the elevator I heard the smacking of lips and when I looked towards my feet, I saw a gorgeous, young, 16-year-old redhead kissing and licking my once-again erect penis.   Behind her stood Kylie, her cunt and thighs shimmering from her massive orgasms.   Kendra and Crystal each sat at her feet embracing one of her legs and desperately trying to lick the remaining nectar from her skin.

 

“Welcome back, Joseph,” Kylie cooed.   “It’s normal for our men to loose consciousness.   I just can’t seem to find any that can keep up.”   She smiled.   “Oh, meet Fiona.”   The redhead looked up at me, my cock buried in her mouth.   “I hope you feel some satisfaction in contributing to the number of my offspring.   She will continue to use your body to train herself in pleasing men, so that she might better serve me.   But don’t worry, she won’t get anything out of you.   I have drained you of all your seed, and you will not be able to cum for days, until your body replenishes itself.   In the meantime, Fiona will learn what stimulates you and gives you pleasure, using that knowledge in the future to allure men who are attracted to her assets.   I’m sure you’ll enjoy her education…if you can stay awake.”

 

With that, my back involuntarily arched due to Fiona’s efforts, and my vision started to blur again.   Every nerve in my body was firing, alerting me to my still-intense state of arousal.   But soon this feeling also began to fade as Fiona sucked and slurped by cock and I blacked out again.

 

The next thing I heard was a the sound of metal on metal from the direction of the elevator door.   I looked around me to find myself clothed again, and propped up against the side of the elevator, my briefcase sitting beside me.

 

“Don’t worry buddy, we’ll have you out of there really quick,” I heard a masculine voice say on the other side of the doors.   “You’re lucky, only being trapped in there for 15 minutes before we could get to you.   The other guys were in there close to an hour.”

 

Fifteen minutes?   I had to be in there longer than that!   Then the thought hit me: perhaps it was all just a dream.   An intense dream to be sure, but maybe I just fell asleep when the elevator lost power.   I concluded that this must have been what happened, and was more than happy to get out of the elevator and begin my day at the firm.

 

Yet I did find it strange that for the rest of the week I could not blow my load when my girlfriend and I had sex – that had never been a problem before.   She didn’t complain, however.   She said I seemed larger than ever, and I sent her through orgasms mightier than she had ever known.

 

Weekend Indulgence part 3

Jolly1 on Love Stories

Sunday during the day was a beautiful day full of fun and excitement as they traveled all over the Pocono’s. Shopping at the little shops and street fairs. After lunch they decided to go back to their hotel and see what kind of trouble they could get into there. First they enjoyed the pool and Jacuzzi and played around for a little while till the room became crowded then they retired to shower and dress for dinner. When they returned it was about 8:00 pm when he had stating he had to go pick up something from the store from the store. So she decided to take a long relaxing bubble bath. As she walked out of the bathroom door the scent of chocolate hit her. The room was lined with candles as its only light and rose petals covered the floor. She could hear soft music playing on the r

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adio and headed that way, past all the candles, their light bouncing off her and causing her shadow to dance across the walls. As she entered she could see a chocolate fountain in the middle of the table with bowls of strawberries surrounding it. She felt him embrace me from behind and turned her head to kiss him. His tongue danced and explored her mouth and she could already feel the dampness between her legs. Before she knew it, he had her robe off and was kissing down her neck. He picked her up and sat her on the table, next to the fountain. Then as he returned to the kissing, he ran an ice cold strawberry across her skin. She gasped at its touch and closed her eyes, leaning back slightly. By now he was kissing down her stomach, running the strawberry over her breasts which began to tingle at its touch. Her nipples were hard and she could feel her juices begin to run down her thighs. He lifted her off the table for a second, turning her round running the strawberry across her back. She arched her back against the cold, gasping slightly as it slid further and further down. As he continued to explore her body with his mouth, she sat herself back on the table and spread her legs so he could kneel between them. He kissed up her calves and thighs before gently running his fingers across her now moisten kitten, barely touching them but just enough so she could feel it, which drove her crazy and she arched her back in response. She looked down at him and he sucked on the strawberry seductively before taking it all in his mouth and swallowing. She felt his mouth kiss her sopping spot and she bucked at him, dying to escape the table and go to the bed. He slipped his fingers under the elastic at the top, sliding them down her long smooth legs, then he softly told her to close her eyes and she did as she was told. He kissed her pussy lips softly and parted them with his hands. She gasped out as she felt a shock of cold in her warm pussy and she bucked against it. He held the strawberry in firmly though causing her to scream as his tongue began to flick against her hard clit. Her breathing got faster as his tongue caressed and his mouth sucked, she could feel my orgasm growing in her stomach and she bucked her hips towards him, grasping his head and pushing it towards her pussy even more. He took out the strawberry from her pussy and reached up to put it in her mouth. It tasted sweet and was covered in her juices as she sucked on it then swallowed it, the cold flowing through her body. When she had finished eating it he returned to licking her clit and then she felt two of his fingers enter her pussy and slowly he begin to finger her. Her breathing quickened again and her muscles tightened. She screamed out as waves of pleasured soared through her body like nothing she had ever felt before. He continued to finger her harder and didn't stop sucking on her clit until the last waves hit her. He stood up and kissed her, his mouth tasting of her pussy more than ever. Now it was her turn to return the favor. She pulled off his shirt and kissed down his chest teasing his nipples with her tongue as she went. Finally she was on her knees and in front of a huge bulge in his pants. She kissed it through the material, feeling it twitch, as she undid his belt and dropped his pants to the floor. He kicked them under the table, and then she dropped his boxers as well. She began to kiss her way up his legs, running her hands lightly across them and behind his knees. He trembled slightly but then regained his balance as she continued upwards. She took his balls in her hand as she kissed and sucked them gently. She kissed and licked the base of his shaft and then ran her tongue over the tip of his rock hard cock. She took the head of his cock in her mouth, rolling her tongue over it. She heard him moan above her and felt him run his hand through her hair. With that she began to take him into her mouth an inch at a time until all of his hard 8 inches were in her mouth. She sucked gently every time she pulled away, slowly just to tease him. But as she began to get faster she sucked harder and before long he was moving his hips in time with her. Her left hand massaged his balls as her right rubbed his cock along with her mouth. She could feel he was close as his balls began to tighten, then as she pulled his cock out of her mouth, still messaging it with her hand his cock began to spasm and jets of his hot cum sprayed all over her breast. He pulled her to her feet and kissed her passionately. She could still taste her juices in his mouth and realized that once again her juices were running down her legs as his hand slid between them. “Round two, he says with that devilish look and she softly replied, let’s go!” As they made their way to the bed his hands start roaming her naked body a bit as the desire to explore her took over his mind. She drops her hands and reaches back with one arm and put it gently on his bottom to pull his hardness even closer to her body. He cupped both of her breasts in his hands and then one hand slowly begins to roam down her body to her stomach while the other hand hovers over her breast. He took her nipple between his fingers and rubbed it to complete erection. His other hand, still roaming, finds its way to explore her kitten, just brushing his hand lightly over the hair there. His fingers begin to explore, looking for warmth and wetness.  She softly sighs in pleasure and arches her back so that her bottom presses hard against his cock. He dipped his fingers into her wet pussy and pulled them out to wet her clit. He rubs her clit while still playing with her erect nipple and kissing her neck a little harder now, sucking gently. She can no longer control the urge to kiss him full on the mouth and she turn around and press her body up against his, feeling him against her, hard and hot. She looking right into his eyes to explore his emotion and then she touch his chin lightly with her hand while pressing her sweet lips to his. As the kiss becomes more passionate, her hand moved around to the back of his neck cradling his head gently. He took her into a full embrace and pulled her body close so that he could feel her warm, soft erect nipples on his chest. They kiss passionately for a few moments and then she broke their kiss and begins to kneel in front of him, lowering my body to the floor while dragging her nails gently down his chest. As she reach her knees, she took hold of his hard cock and gently squeeze it forward to milk out a glistening pearl of lust. She looks up into his eyes and parts her lips slightly, and she took the silky smooth tip of his cock and starts at the corner of her mouth and applies the drop of lust to her lips. First the top lip, nice and slowly, all the way around, and then her bottom lip. Watching this he got a little crazy and tilted his head back as a sigh escapes uncontrollably from his lungs. While his eyes were closed, she reaches around behind him with her other hand and put it to his bottom. He looks down just in time to watch her begin working her mouth slowly over his cockhead. Her lips are all wet and glistening. Very slowly, she glided him into her mouth, pursing her lips so it’s nice and tight going in. She glides him in more and more, swirling her tongue on the bottom side of his cock. She could hear him breathing; it was getting faster as her tongue worked all over, swirling and darting. She pulled her lips toward his cockhead again; sucking gently, and then she begin to rhythmically move him in and out of her mouth by pulling on his bottom and then backing her mouth away, in and out. He looked down to see his nice hard cock disappearing and reappearing. It drove him crazy! She loved having him in her mouth and seeing the pleasure in his face from her every move.
She worked her lips, hands and tongue over his cock and looks up into his eyes while he was buried deep inside her mouth. She watched his eyes as he saw his wet glistening cock slide in and out of her hungry mouth. As she slowly drew his cock out of her mouth, with her hands she milk precum to the opening. He felt a tingling in his balls and he couldn’t take it much longer. He wanted to cum so bad but he didn’t want to come in her mouth. He wanted to make love to her; he wanted to show her how much he loved her. So he gently pulled her up and away from his cock. Bringing her up to his mouth, his breathing was almost uncontrolled. He looked her in the eye and she could see the sweetest combination of lust and love in his eyes. She could see how much he wanted to fuck her like crazy and yet make sweet love to her at the very same time. He was wild with passion and she was overwhelmed by his soft touch. He pulled her ever so close and she felt his hard hot cock against her body. It was still wet from her mouth. He kissed her and walked her backwards towards the bed. Gently he lie her down on the bed and step between her legs. He reclined her slowly and he looked at her, his eyes begin at her eyes and then roam all the way down her body slowly. He licked his lips and smile. He lowered his body over hers and kissed her very lovingly on the mouth at first. She felt his cock pressing just at the opening of her pussy. She wanted him inside her; and she spread her legs a bit more to welcome him inside. Feeling this, he heated up the kiss, his tongue darting in and out and all about with hers. He heard her moan with his tongue in her mouth and he knew that she want him inside her! He broke their kiss and without reaching down, he gently started his cock at the opening of her pussy. One last look into her eyes and he glided his cock in. It is so hot and wet there that he closed his eyes and bury it deeper and deeper into her. He could hear her breathing heavier. When he reached her depths with his cock, he could hear her take in a quick, deep breath and he felt her arch her head back to expose her neck and force her breasts up towards him. He began slipping his hard cock in and out of her and kissing her on the breasts as he held himself up slightly off my body. He looked at her face and he saw that look in her eyes that told him she wanted him to kiss her. He didn’t hesitate to accommodate her desire to be kissed because he knew it would make her pussy get even wetter and hotter and he wanted to feel her grinding her hips against him. As he continued sliding his cock in and out of her wet pussy, he kept his tongue buried in her mouth. He knew that made her crazy and she opened her legs wide so he could bury himself deeper and deeper into her. He felt his balls gently banging against her bottom now with each inward stroke. Her mind was whirling with passion as she felt his cock gliding in and out, in and out, and his tongue doing the same to her mouth! He rose up on one hand as much as he could without losing contact with either her mouth or dripping wet pussy. He reached his hand down to the tight space between their bodies and he began to rub her clit as he was fucking and kissing her. He could tell by her breathing and moaning in his mouth that she was about to cum all over his hard cock. He kept rubbing and kissing and fucking her until she felt her body starting to flush with pleasure! Then she felt it, a warmth taking over her whole body. He recognized the sound of her short spasmodic breaths and he sped up. Pulling away from her lips and looking her in the eyes, his cock in and out of her faster and faster now while rubbing her clit faster and faster. Her head tilted back and she was gasping in short uncontrolled breaths and he knew that he had her right where he wanted her! He just keep fucking and fingering until her whole body felt like it was about to explode. She started to whimper little moans rhythmically with each inward thrust of his cock. He knew she was seconds away from cumming all over his throbbing cock! He felt a tightening in his balls. He heard one last gasp from her and suddenly he felt her pussy spasming all over his hard cock. He began to push into her deeper and deeper with each stroke as his balls began to churn and he felt like all control was lost. She started to cum, having spread her legs even wider to let his cock have its way with her deepest recesses where she wanted him to bury his cum, looking into her eyes he told her, “Oh baby, you feel so good! You’re going to make me cum!” Her pussy still rhythmically clenching around his throbbing cock and then she felt it starting to pulsate as he sent his warm cum deep inside her. He kept fucking her until he had no more and he dropped slowly on top of her. They laid in each others arms with him on top of her and she stroked his back gently with her hand. His skin feels like warm silk and she feel warm inside and out. After a few moments, he noticed that she was holding her breath from his weight on her chest and he rolled just to the side a bit, still on top of her. He didn’t want to leave her, he wanted to stay as close to her as he could. His cock was softer now but he was still inside her. He looked her in the eye and told her that he loved her as he kissed her lips ever so sweetly. She returned his kiss; he smiled happily and rolled over onto his back with a very relaxed sigh escaping his lungs. She turned to him and gently cradled her leg over his body. She put her arm over his chest and laid her head down to hear his heartbeat. He tightened his arm around her and she squeeze gently with her arm and leg to hug him. She feel the heat of his body against hers, She heard his heartbeat, as she listen, their breathing became slower and slower, each breath getting deeper and deeper until they fell asleep in each others arms. At about 1 am she woke up and stared at the man who took her through a whirlwind weekend and confessed he had falling in love with her but at this point in her life she had realized that she could not be with him she was not ready so quickly to love another man or was she? She had a choice to stay with this man who looked innocent as he slept before her eyes and who had made her feel like a woman again or was she to leave before he awoke. Her heart told her to stay but her head told her to go. What would be her choice?                                          TO BE CONTINUED…..

 

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The Supergirls - Chapter 5 - Jenna

BadDad43 on Taboo Stories

Although she is a total brat my daughter Jenna is without a doubt the sexiest female I have ever laid eyes on. A spectacular blonde with a stunning 42-24-36 inch body, and who believe it or not is only thirteen years old. Every time I would see her at home my cock would surge into an uncontrollable erection. She is remarkably self-assured and overflows with confidence, and despite her very young age she could easily be described as intimidating. I would fantasize about her constantly, while nightly stroking myself into a series of multiple orgasms. Yet never did I ever make any advances toward her even though I desperately wanted to.

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Her astonishing transformation took place over the course of the summer after she completed the seventh grade, as she changed from an innocent young girl into a striking Sex Goddess right before me eyes. Her body was absolutely perfect in every sense of the word

Shortly thereafter Jenna began playing a series of cat-and-mouse games with me that to be quite honest have left me dazed and confused, thriving on her ability to tease me mercilessly. Initially she started by letting me see her wearing a variety of things from her extensive collection of leather and lingerie, proving that her taste in the erotic was impeccable. After that she began to walk around the house with her huge, perfect breasts completely exposed, delighting in the effect they had on me. Then, she started to bring home her lovers, each and every one of them a tremendous specimen of manhood with bulging muscles and an absolutely huge cock. She would make love to them for hours. In the pool, the shower, the weight room, even on my bed. And she made no attempt whatsoever to hide what she was doing. In fact she made it impossible for me not to notice as if daring me to say something.

She was never with the same man twice and would always leave him totally exhausted. I never made any attempt to interfere however, and she never said a word to me. In fact I actually started to look forward to coming home and finding my breath-taking young daughter locked in a carnal embrace with one of her well hung playmates.

As the days passed I began to notice that Jenna was becoming much more aggressive with each succeeding male. Taking complete control of their love making from beginning to end. It was truly a remarkable sight to see as my Ultra Sexy thirteen year old daughter would force these men, all of whom were two and three times her age, to do whatever she wanted. From licking her asshole, to swallowing their own cum.

I was actually watching the birth of a teenage Dominatrix. A transformation that culminated one Friday night when I came home and found her in the basement, which she had remodeled into a modern day torture chamber, brutally beating an extraordinary well built man, who was chained to a hook in the ceiling, with her cat-o-nine-tails. He was at the very least 6’6 and 275lbs of bulging steel hard muscle.

Wearing only a tiny thread like white thong and a pair of six inch spiked stiletto heels Jenna looked magnificent as she viciously hit the massively muscled super stud with surprising expertise, causing him to jolt each time her cat made contact.

Unable to take my eyes off of the remarkable scene being played out before me, I made absolutely no attempt to conceal myself, and as soon as she saw me a wickedly sexy smile appeared on her flawlessly beautiful face.

Tossing her cat aside, she quickly turned her attention back to her well hung prisoner, whose incredible body was now covered with deep, red welts. Walking around to once again face him she reached down and firmly grabbed his enormous erection.

"You really enjoyed that didn't you sweetheart," Jenna purred seductively, while stroking his throbbing manhood. "I don't ever remember you being this hard."

"I've never been this hard," he said softly. A reply that sent shivers down my spine.

"Now what?" She asked.

"You promised you would fuck me," he responded.

"I did didn’t I," she whispered. "I wonder if that would still be appropriate now that my father is standing behind you with an absolutely huge hard-on. In fact he’s been standing there for almost five minutes. I have a feeling that watching me beat the shit out of you has really turned him on. I’ll bet he wants me to fuck him just as badly as you want me to fuck you. Am I right daddy?” she asked while still looking at her captive, even though her question was directed to me.

"Yes," I replied, totally embarrassed.

"Some people would say that that's unusual," Jenna purred to her prisoner, while turning to look at me. "Especially since I'm only thirteen years old.”

"OOhhhhh my god," her prisoner suddenly gasped in astonishment, obviously unaware of Jenna’s remarkably young age. "That's impossible; you look like you’re in your mid twenties."

"That's what everyone thinks when they first see me," she cooed. "Since most girls my age aren't nearly as sexy as I so obviously am." Then as if to emphasize her point she reached up with her right hand and began to squeeze her huge right breast, laughing as she did. "In fact I'll bet most twenty-six year olds would die to have tits like mine. Wouldn't you agree?"

"Yes Mistress they would," he responded.

"So, now that you know the truth," she whispered, as she stepped toward him and began to rub his enormous blood engorged cock head against her dripping slit. "Does that change your mind about what you want me to do to you?"

"No," he gasped, almost breathless.

"I didn't think so," she replied. "Because there's only one thing on your mind right now isn't there sweetheart?"

"Yes Mistress!"

"And that is?" Jenna asked, quite obviously in complete and total control. He then said something that I couldn't altogether hear.

"Why don't you say that a little louder my pet. So that my father can hear you."

"I want your cunt," he repeated. "I want your cunt more than I have ever wanted anything in my entire life."

"And the fact that I am only thirteen means nothing to you."

"I don't care," he cried. "I just want to be inside of you."

"I know you do sweetheart," Jenna whispered super seductively. Then a split second later the breath-taking young blonde effortlessly drilled his massive cock, in its entirety, into her seething young cunt, and raped him. The poor bastard didn't stand a chance and in less than a minute after initial penetration his entire body began to shake violently as he exploded in one powerful orgasm after another.

I watched in absolute awe, with my cock throbbing beneath my pants, as my magnificent young daughter used and abused her well hung captive. Reaching behind him she dug her long, razor sharp fingernails into his ass and pulled him even tighter against her, as he continued to empty his hot, thick sperm deep inside her insatiable vagina. It was without a doubt the most intensely savage fuck I had ever seen, and I started to seriously wonder if this guy, despite his size was going to be able to survive Jenna's violent attack.

When she was finally finished, and released his imposing penis from her vice like pussy. He hung limply from the ceiling hook, unconscious, while Jenna on the other hand seemed vibrant and invigorated. Ignoring her latest conquest she started to walk toward me, and as she did I tried desperately not to stare at her spectacular breasts as I involuntarily backed out of her way.

"I'm surprised you haven't already run upstairs and started jerking yourself off," she purred, as she stopped in front of me. "That is what you do after watching me fuck, isn't it?"

"Yes," I said softly in reply, totally mesmerized.

"Is that because you don't have the balls to ask me to fuck you daddy. Or is it because you've come to the realization after watching me in action that I am just too much girl for you to handle?"

If it had been anyone other than Jenna saying those things to me I would have slapped the shit out of her. Up until then no woman would have even dared talk to me like that.

"Did that strike a nerve daddy," she asked as if reading my mind. "As you can tell I'm certainly not like any of those bimbos you've been going out with lately. On the contrary I am more woman than you could ever possibly hope to handle, and I think it’s about time you were taught a very valuable lesson in female superiority. I want you in my room in exactly fifteen minutes, completely naked."

"And if I'm not," I asked.

"Let's just say you don't want me to come looking for you," she whispered. A split second later she turned and went upstairs.

As you might imagine my mind was swirling mass of contradiction and confusion, and up until about two minutes before her deadline I still had no idea what to do. Then suddenly I decided to go, and immediately began to rip off my clothes. I arrived with just seconds to spare. Walking into her bedroom my throbbing thirteen inch cock leading the way I didn't see her at first. Then she stepped out of one of her closets, with a hanger holding an outrageously tiny dress. She was still wearing her thread like thong and heels having added a black lace bustier that was being stretched nearly to the breaking point by her fantastic tits.

"You just barely made it," she whispered, while setting the dress over the back of a chair. "One thing that you'll need to quickly learn is that I won't tolerate any of my men being late!"

"Is that what I am now, one of your men?"

"Not yet!!" She whispered.

"I almost decided not to come," I told her.

"Then why did you?" She asked, while walking toward me and then firmly grabbing my pulsating thirteen inch penis.

"Because I can't resist you."

"You’re certainly not alone," she smiled. "During these past few weeks you've wanted me more than anything you have ever wanted in your life, haven't you daddy? I can see it in your eyes, as well as between your legs."

"You have no idea." I said softly.

"So you would play with yourself," she purred. "While fantasizing about what it would feel like to be inside my tight, white hot cunt. Isn't that right?"

"OOhhhhh god yes," I gasped in response, wildly turned-on.

"Well, you won't have to wonder any more," my ultra sexy young daughter whispered, right before brutally drilling my raging hard-on completely into her dripping gash.

Almost instantly upon penetration a low animal groan escaped my lips in reaction to just how incredibly hot and wet she was, and within seconds, unable to hold myself back I exploded in a violent orgasm emptying a torrent of cum deep inside her quivering vagina. As soon as I was momentarily drained she released me from her sizzling slit, my cock still rock hard and dripping with her juices. My head was actually spinning and it took a few moments before I could actually stand up straight.

"Are you OK daddy," she asked, while stroking one side of my face.

"I think so," I replied, my heart rate finally slowing down. "I can honestly say that I have never cum so hard in my life." I told her.

"I'll soon have you cumming even harder," she purred super seductively. Then she asked to see my hands and as I held them out for her she grabbed my wrists and led me toward her bed. I was surprisingly nervous and even though I had been in my daughter's room many times before it suddenly seemed different. Her scent was everywhere.

She stood me at the foot of the bed and even though she let go of my wrists I still kept them locked together in front of me. She then went to her dresser and returned with a slender length of fabric. It looked like terry cloth. Without missing a beat she tied the soft material around one of my wrists

My gasp was reflexive.” You’ve done this before, haven't you?"

"Many times," she whispered sensuously. "Although before I tie your hands together sweetheart I want you to rip off my bustier."

I certainly didn't have to verbalize my willingness to follow that order and a split second later I did exactly as she instructed, exposing her huge, perfect tits to my lust crazed eyes. She went on to allow me a few precious moments to stare before asking if I would like to touch them.

"May I," I said softly.

"Of course darling," she purred, smiling wickedly. So immediately I attempted to take as much of her ultra voluptuous breasts in my hands as I could handle, feeling their warmth escape between my fingers. They were so big, so incredibly firm. Her areolas were smooth and her nipples were steel hard and at the very least an inch long.

"Aren't they incredible," she whispered seductively, while lifting my chin so that I could look into her gorgeous green eyes.

"Spectacular," I replied softly.

"Would you like to suck on my nipples?" She asked.

"You must be reading my mind," I moaned.

"Go ahead," she cooed.

I started with her right nipple, taking it between my lips and sucking on it gently, french kissing it.

"I want you to bite it sweetheart," she suddenly ordered. So I did. "Harder," she demanded, and in response I increased the pressure slightly. "I said harder," she said sternly.

"I don't want to hurt you," I said, afraid that I might.

"Daddy you couldn't hurt me even if you wanted to," she purred. "Now I want you to bite it as hard as you possibly can." Reluctantly, I did exactly as she instructed. Yet believe it or not no matter how hard I bit down, she continued to demand that I bite even harder, until finally she exploded in two sense shattering orgasms.

"I absolutely love pain," she cooed throatily, while firmly grabbing my wildly throbbing erection. "Especially when I'm inflicting it." And with that she pushed my huge cock between her magnificent breasts. I'm not really sure if I can describe exactly how it felt except to say that her breasts were so incredibly hot and smooth I thought I was going to melt right into her. Slowly I began to move up and down, and as I did she began to squeeze my steel hard manhood with her breasts, demonstrating phenomenal muscle control.

Back and forth my pulsating penis slid between my magnificently sexy young daughter's super tits, and it wasn't long before I exploded in another powerful orgasm. I will never forget just how erotic it looked to see my hot, thick cum as it began pouring out of the gap where her awesome young breasts met, coating them. Of course now when she fucks me with her extraordinary tits I am required to lick up my sperm as soon as I orgasm.

After finally stepping back and allowing my cock to slip from between her huge, perfect breasts Jenna ordered me to again raise my hands in front of me and this time she tied my wrists together with careful, secure knots.

"If I get a little rough with you daddy," she purred seductively. "Let me know and I might stop."

"I don't think you'll have to worry about that," I told her, not really sure if that was true.

"We'll see," she smiled wickedly.

Next, she walked me over to the front of the bed, told me to raise my arms over my head and pushed me onto my back on the sheets. Walking around to one side of the bed Jenna then tied the free end of the terry cloth to the headboard. A split second later she moved on top of me and began to run her hands and mouth all over the bulging muscles of my chest, pausing briefly to suck each of my nipples into her mouth flicking them back and forth with her tongue. From there she moved down the taut muscles of my stomach and began to work her oral magic over my balls, taking each one of them as well into her mouth causing me to moan loudly.

The next thing I knew she slid her luscious lips around my huge blood engorged crown and then believe it or not took every throbbing inch of my straining manhood down her throat. With my cock sliding in and out of her mouth this remarkable thirteen year old girl cupped my balls with one hand and began to probe my ass with the other. Leaving no doubt in my mind that despite her incredibly young age Jenna was an expert at sucking cock. And it wasn't long before she had me bucking and writhing on her bed very close to cumming.

"Not yet daddy," she cautioned me, very aware of my impending climax. "I want you inside me this time when you cum." Then a split second later she positioned her dripping, clean shaven pussy directly over my eager shaft. Reaching up I attempted to encircle as much of her huge, ultra firm breasts with my large hands as I could, while Jenna meanwhile began to rub her hot, slick slit up and down the length of my raging hard-on coating it with her juices.

"Does that feel good darling," she cooed super seductively, while looking deeply into my eyes.

"OOhhh god yes," I groaned. "How is it that you know so..." I started to say.

"Ssshhhh," she interrupted. "Jenna knows everything," she smiled, and with that she drilled my painfully hard thirteen inch cock completely into her seething young cunt, causing me to cry out with pleasure. With each successive stroke she increased the speed of her thrusts until it wasn't long before she was brutally slamming my pulsating penis into her white hot vagina. I tried to hold back as long as I could in an attempt to heighten her pleasure, not realizing that my breath-taking young daughter was in complete control of my orgasm. When she finally did let me cum I exploded in the most powerful climax of my life emptying a torrent of my thick sperm deep into her clutching pussy.

Remarkably Jenna forced two more senses shattering orgasms from my steel hard cock taking each and every one of them with phenomenal ease totally draining me, leaving me barely conscious. As you might expect I slept very good that night. The next morning my extraordinary young daughter continued right where she left off.

"Good morning daddy," she cooed, when she walked out onto the pool patio where I was getting ready for a swim.

"Good morning," I replied, unable to take my eyes off of her. Wearing nothing more than a tiny, thread like pink thong and a matching pair of pumps with six inch spiked stiletto heels she looked absolutely magnificent.

"How do you feel?" She asked, while walking toward me

"Fantastic," I said, not the least bit concerned with the fact that my cock was now pressing obscenely against my swim trunks.

As soon as she was close enough the stunning young blonde literally ripped off my trunks and firmly grabbed my straining erection. A split second later she savagely drilled my throbbing manhood into her sizzling pussy, devouring me like a wild animal consuming its prey. "I hope you don't mind," she whispered super seductively, as her blistering, wet cunt clenched my engorged cock and easily molded itself around me despite my size. With her spectacular tits pressing tightly against my bulgingly muscular chest Jenna began to fuck me internally, squeezing and manipulating my steel hard penis with remarkable expertise.

"You’re the first man in my cunt today daddy," she purred. "Although you certainly won't be the last." And with that she engulfed my mouth in hers, thrusting her tongue hard between my lips and kissed me passionately. I was completely under her control and I was determined that she not forget her first fuck which was an incredible copulation with an intensity that sizzled through my body, scorching me with lust.

Of course it didn't take long for my ultra sexy young daughter to bring me to the point of no return, and when I finally exploded deep inside her. I filled her white hot vagina with a tremendous load of my scalding cum. As she then went on to squeeze out the last of my excitement I could feel my legs start to give way and when she finally released me I dropped to my knees, exhausted.

"I'm not sure yet if I'm coming home tonight daddy," she purred while looking down at me. "So don't wait up." And with that she turned and walked into the house. As I watched her leave my eyes transfixed on her tight, ultra sexy ass. It was at that precise moment I came to the realization that I was falling under my luscious young daughter's irresistible spell.

The next few weeks were not only an education for me, but an adventure as well. I discovered that Jenna was as contemptuous and rude as she was cruel and sadistic. I also discovered that I was very much in love with her, although not like a father would normally love his daughter. We continued to have extraordinary sex. We had intercourse in every room of the house at all hours of the day. On the pool and dining room tables, the stairs, in the jacuzzi, just to name a few. She even raped me at the bottom of the pool where she violently fucked me under ten feet of water. She was absolutely insatiable, and took every opportunity to assert herself over me, either by tying me up or handcuffing my hands behind my back. What would turn me on the most however were the times when she would just slam me against the nearest wall without saying a word. Then, while holding my arms above my head with one hand she would violently rip open whatever it was I was wearing and expose my throbbing manhood. Next she would viciously thrust my steel hard cock into her blistering cunt and brutally rape me. She was so incredibly strong.

I was quickly becoming the personal sex toy of my magnificently titted thirteen year old daughter, and to be honest I was loving every second of it.

Then suddenly everything changed. When after promising me an especially passionate evening of raw, wicked sex she stood me up, with no message, no apology, nothing. Leaving me with a raging hard-on that wouldn't go away despite the fact that I jerked myself off at least a half a dozen times. At first I was worried, thinking something might have happened to her. Of course I quickly dismissed that particular thought since it was obvious that despite her extremely young age Jenna was very capable of taking care of herself. That's when I became angry.

I attempted to wait up for her walking through the house completely naked, but when the sun started to rise and she still wasn't home I decided to get some sleep. When I awoke a few hours later I immediately went to one of the bedroom windows to see if her car was there, and a bolt of excitement shot threw me when I saw that it was. It took me almost twenty minutes to find her however and when I finally did she was in the den on her cell phone wearing nothing more than a thread like white thong and a pair of her trademark six inch, silver tipped spiked heels. She was very upset with the man on the other end totally degrading him for his apparent inability to carry out her instructions. I waited patiently for her to finish and as you might imagine my cock quickly became painfully hard. I will admit I was nervous, especially when she turned off the phone and demanded to know what I was doing there.

For a brief moment or two I seriously considered apologizing for interrupting her and leaving, but then I decided to stand up to her, which turned out to be the biggest mistake I have ever made in my life.

"Are you OK?" I asked hoping to calm her down since it was obvious that she was upset.

"I'm fine daddy," she replied. "Now why don't you be a good boy and run along, I’m busy." Her words which were dripping with condescension quickly angered me, taking me to the limit of my patience. Then, she had the nerve to turn away from me and toss her long gorgeous blonde hair flippantly as if to imply that I was now dismissed.

I continued to just stand there however, watching her, both stunned by her indifference as well as incredibly aroused by her mere presence. She looked absolutely breath-taking in her defiant state. "Why are you still here?" She suddenly asked without even looking at me.

"Because I'm your father, and I don't appreciate being talked to like a child," I said firmly.

"Then I would suggest that you do something about it," she said boldly, after finally turning to face me.

"I intend to," I told her. "But first I want to know where you were tonight."

"That's none of your fucking business," she said sharply, while placing her hands on her lushly curved hips. "How dare you question me about my whereabouts?"

"Then I'm going to make it my business," I yelled, trying my best to hide the fact that I was scared to death.

"Your not man enough to make it your business," she shot back. A split second later the spectacular young blonde stepped toward me and firmly grabbed my straining erection. "Don't you ever, ever talk to me like that again," she told me as I stared into her piercing emerald green eyes. Then in a sudden lightning quick move she stepped back and executed a perfect scissor kick to my head knocking me hard across the room onto my back.

The next thing I knew she had a handful of my hair in her right hand and began to smash my head into the floor. I tried to stop her, but with her knee pressed into the small of my back I couldn't move. Just when I was about to start screaming, unable to withstand the pain any longer Jenna lifted me to my feet and instantly hit me with a devastating right cross. She quickly followed that with a crushing left hook and another vicious right, and again I found myself on the floor bleeding from both my mouth and nose.

"I think you owe me an apology," she cooed while standing over me her hands on her lushly curved hips.

"I'm sorry," I said softly after a brief pause. I will never forget that feeling of absolute terror I had. Although strangely the fact that I was on the floor apologizing to my Ultra Voluptuous teenage daughter for asking her why she was late coming home late was turning me on, evidenced by the fact that my cock was throbbing painfully between my legs. I had never been with a woman before who was so sure of herself, so totally in control of the people and events around her. A woman so ready to impose her will on me, and to be honest it was incredibly exciting. Suddenly I ached with a desire to totally submit to this extraordinary young girl, to surrender completely, because deep down I knew that my reward would be a kind of pleasure that I have never experienced before.

"Do you promise to behave yourself?" She asked.

"Yes," I said softly, as my gaze shifted and I found myself staring at her gorgeous cunt. Momentarily I drifted off into a semi-hypnotic trance totally mesmerized by her dripping genitals. Then suddenly she snapped my head back forcing me to look up at her. "This will be your only warning daddy," she whispered, and with that she pushed me off balance causing me to fall backwards. With my eyes all over her tight, perfect ass I then watched as she started to leave the room.

"Jenna," I suddenly blurted out nervously.

"What," she growled, after stopping at the door and turning to look at me.

"Never mind," I said, having decided that it would be best if I didn't ask her to fuck me before she left. A split second later she was gone leaving me to wonder when, if ever we were going to have sex again. That all changed about forty five minutes later when she suddenly walked into my bathroom just as I stepped out of the shower.

"Your not used to losing, are you daddy?" She asked as she walked toward me. Snapping me out of my funk.

"No," I said softly, while unable to stop from staring at her magnificent breasts which were completely exposed.

"Then you better get used to it, because I always win," she purred as she took a firm hold of my steel hard erection.

"Yes Mistress," I gasped in reaction to the fact that she had just placed the huge blood engorged head of my cock against the outer folds of her dripping cunt. A split second later she began to slowly envelope me. The feeling was incredible as inch after inch of my massive erection was consumed by my daughter's white hot vagina. Until finally I was completely inside her with Jenna's spectacular young tits pressing tightly against my chest.

"One of the advantages of getting into a fight with me daddy is making up with me," she cooed, and with that she squeezed my raging hard-on with her seething young cunt. Taking my hands she placed them on her tight, perfect ass as she slowly pulled back before once again pulling me inside her white hot vagina pinning my heavy balls against thighs. My breathing started to quicken and I could feel the beginning of my orgasm. With each of her firm thrusts she brought me closer and closer to cumming. Until finally she triggered my climax and I exploded violently, emptying a torrent of hot, thick sperm deep inside her quivering pussy.

After totally draining me Jenna stepped back to release my exhausted manhood. Reaching back I held onto the sink so that I wouldn't fall.

"Thank-you," I said softly.

She didn't say anything in reply, instead she flashed me a dazzling smile and left.

For the next week my breath-taking young daughter became increasingly dominant as she continued to assert herself over me. Expertly orchestrating the action each and every time we were together, while forcing me to revel in my submissiveness. She ordered and I hastened to obey, offering myself to her in whatever way she so desired. One night, after teasing me to the point where I was ready to sell my very soul for her pussy she made me crawl on all fours to the bed where she was sitting and then beg for the fucking that I not only needed, but desperately wanted. Only to leave me barely conscious after drilling my huge cock, balls deep into her seething young cunt and savagely raping me.

Then two days later she accused me of not being ready for a dinner date with a very close friend of hers. Wearing a skin tight white vinyl bodysuit with a lace-up plunging front that accented her stunning curves with sheer lycra mesh. A pair of fingerless gloves tethered to a choker collar, matching stay up stockings and a pair of six inch silver spiked stiletto heels. Jenna walked into my bedroom and demanded to know why I had ignored her request to be ready at .

"You never told me anything about this," I said, while searching my mind for any clue as to what she was talking about.

"I told you three days ago," she purred seductively.

"Jenna, I'm sure I would have remembered if you did," I replied.

"Daddy that tone in your voice suggests that you think I'm lying."

"I'm not trying to suggest anything," I said.

No sooner did my words come out the Ultra Sexy young blonde hit me hard across my face with the back of her right hand. I instinctively clenched my fists in response while briefly entertaining the idea of hitting her back, which would have been a very dangerous mistake.

"You’re calling me a fucking liar, and I don't like it," she snapped.

"Jenna, I'm not, I swear," I told her anxiously my heart beating a mile a minute.

"Then you are purposely disobeying me," she cooed. "And that I will certainly not permit." Then a split second later she drove her right knee savagely into my stomach doubling me over. Grabbing my left arm she then twisted it behind my back, and dragged me across the room and threw me over the back of a chair. "Don't you fucking move," she ordered. "I'll be right back." Although she wasn't gone long and even though I was absolutely terrified of what she was going to do to me I still felt as if I had to fight back. So when she returned I was standing, waiting for her.

"I thought I told you not to move," she said.

"You did," I said softly.

"Do you remember what happened to you the last time you pissed me off?" She asked.

"I'm not afraid of you," I told the stunning young blonde.

"Then you're the only man I know who isn't," Jenna cooed so supremely confident in herself. Then suddenly she violently ripped off her bodysuit causing me to gasp in awe at the sight of her spectacular body. "Does that turn you on," she purred, as she reached up with her right hand and started to squeeze her huge left breast. "Knowing that your thirteen year old daughter is so fucking intimidating, men two and three times my age actually beg me to dominate them?"

"Yes," I admitted, my cock throbbing painfully between my legs.

"You’re a very lucky man daddy," she whispered super seductively.

"Why?"

"Because you don't even have to ask."

"What if I try to stop you?" I questioned.

"I hope you do," she laughed. "I came four times the last time I beat the shit out of you."

"Jenna please," I said, trying to sound conciliatory. "How about if I just get dressed, we'll go to dinner, and forget this ever happened."

"Unfortunately sweetheart," she responded while stepping toward me and wrapping as much of her right hand around my throbbing cock as she could. "That can't happen now. You have given me no choice, but to punish you daddy and I have every intention of doing just that." Then after a brief pause she demanded that I once again drape myself back over the chair. Although I hesitated for a moment or two, I finally decided to swallow my pride and do what she wanted.

"Good boy," she whispered, right before stepping directly behind me. The next thing I knew she spread her super shapely legs about shoulder width apart, bent over at the waist and started licking the crack of my ass. The wetness she left felt immediately cool as air replaced the tender warmth of her mouth. With her left hand she began to massage my balls, stretching them, kneading them, caressing them. Then suddenly she lunged forward and spread my buttocks with her tongue causing my body to rock and quiver. She traced firm circles around my asshole, pausing every so often to plunge her tongue inside. She kept that up for several minutes, and it soon became obvious that she wanted to take me to the very edge of excitement, to see how far I could be pushed.

This was the first time anyone had ever done such a thing to me and the feeling was so intense I knew it wouldn't be long before I came. My orgasm started in my outer extremities, with warm waves of electric energy pulsating through my body. Building in intensity until I felt the first surge building inside my cock, and then my hips bolted and I exploded.

When my spasms finally subsided I suddenly realized that Jenna's very talented tongue had been replaced by something much more dangerous, a huge dildo. She was pressing the hard rounded plastic just above my rim spreading me wide leaving no doubt that my asshole was her target. A dizzying sexual desire rushed through me and I gasped with disbelief.

"You like having your asshole played with, don't you daddy?" She whispered super sensuously.

"Yes," I replied truthfully. Then after a brief pause, unable to resist the question any longer I asked her what she was going to do to me.

"I'm going to give you a haunting reason why you should never, ever forget something I tell you," and with that she forced the head of the dildo into my ass splitting me open. That scared me and I immediately tried to straighten up. Jenna however was anticipating my reaction and as soon as I moved she pushed me back down forcing me to stay in place. "There's no turning back sweetheart," she cautioned me. A moment or two later she started to slide more of the horrifying device inside of me, taking long deep plunges, withdrawing only to then thrust it back inside. With her hands firmly squeezing my hips she would pull me back against her, totally in control.

The pain was soon becoming so unbearable, I started to beg my striking teenage daughter to stop, tears rolling down my face. Jenna responded with one final agonizing thrust, forcing her huge tits and inch long steel hard nipples hard into my back. Grabbing a handful of my hair she violently jerked my head backward. "I'll stop darling," she whispered. "When you can assure me this will never happen again."

"I promise," I gasped.

"From this moment on daddy you will do what I say when I say, and if you dare to disobey me again I guarantee that the suffering you've experienced these past few minutes will be multiplied ten times over. Am I making myself clear?"

"Yes...yes, I'll do anything you want," I cried.

Pushing my head down she let go of me and backed away, leaving the dildo imbedded deep inside my asshole. "You really should get some rest daddy," she cooed softly. "You look exhausted," and with that she was gone.

I hope you enjoyed this story. Please let me know what you think about Jenna and the way she treats her father.

 

The Debate Team Part 2

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The Debate Team Part Two

-this is the continuation of The Debate Team... hope you like it.

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As soon as Cherry got out of the room, she sighed in relief. She began to wipe the cum off her face with her bare hands and looked at them. For some reason, she didn’t find it disgusting. But she was confused.

God, what happened back there?
It was as if she was in a different world now, different from that surreal world she was in just a few seconds ago. She looked up and down the corridor. Thank God nobody’s around. She saw the room in front of her,
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Rica’s and Joanna’s room, and realized that it was slightly open. She knocked.
Tap tap tap.

“Rica? Joanna?”

“I’m here!”, said Joanna.

Joanna is the youngest member of the team. Just a freshman, she was definitely a rising star in the Debate community. A standout in high school debating, great things were expected of her and she immediately proved her worth by breaking into the line up of a very crowded Ateneo pool. She was half Chinese and the only person in the team who was shorter than Cherry. She was very pretty in a Chinese way although her body is definitely still not developed. She was actually only 17 years old and has no other life other than school and debating. Cherry liked her. In fact everybody liked her. She was bubbly, she was sweet and she seemed sincere in her greetings.

Cherry entered and saw Joanna brushing her hair by the mirror in the middle of the room. She ran past her and went straight to the comfort room, saying

“I need to use your comfort room.”

Inside the CR, she began to wash her hands and as she looked in the mirror. She was shocked to see the extent of what just transpired. Nearly half her face was glistening with cum with some drops on her hair.

Oh my god…. She kept saying to herself. She tried to spit out what got into her mouth but most of it was already gone, either inadvertently swallowed or absorbed by the mouth. She couldn’t stop thinking about what she saw. It was the most amazing thing she has ever seen and that’s saying a lot considering she’s been to Niagara Falls and the Grand Canyon just that past summer. She shook off the thoughts in her mind and focused at the task at hand. She washed her face again and again until there was no more trace of any cum left. She wiped her face with a towel and got out.

“Hi Cher! How come you’re still here?”, asked Joanna.

Cherry knew she had to think quickly. If she tells her that she got back to her room, it might get back to Paul that she was in the room when he did his thing. Her excuse must not be far

from the truth.
“Oh I was going back to my room to get my breakfast stub but when I got the key from my back pocket, it was there. That’s when I saw that this was open so…”
“Ah okay. Is Rica downstairs already?”
“Yeah, everyone is. Except you and Paul…I think”
Rica finished fixing herself. She looked cute. She knew that and she knew that she has to make a good impression with the international debate community. Who knows? Maybe some boy will notice her.
“Let’s go?”
“Yup… come on”, Cherry smiled. They walked out of the room and got to the elevator. A few seconds after pressing down, it opened, surprisingly empty.
“I guess everybody’s downstairs already,” Cherry quipped.
They got in. Just as it was about to close, a hand stopped it and it opened again.
“Paul! Good morning!,” Joanna excitedly said.
“Good morning Joanna Banana!,” Paul said as he entered the elevator. He gave her a warm smile. He looked at Cherry and said, “Hey how come you’re still here? I thought you left like twenty minutes ago?”
Cherry didn’t answer. There was a mixture of embarrassment and seething annoyance that she felt towards Paul. Even after what happened, she didn’t like Paul. The dick was different from the dick owner. As far as she was concerned, they were two completely different entities and as much as she liked the former, she hated the latter just as much. She just stared ahead.
Joanna answered for her. “She went back to get her breakfast stub. But before she got to her room, she found it in her pocket.”

Thank God she told her that story! Cherry thought. She congratulated herself for a job well done.
“Ah okay.” He pressed G for Ground Floor.
“Are you swimming in the pool later this afternoon?,” Joanna asked, hopefully.
“Oh ahhh… probably not. I didn’t bring my swimming trunks,” Paul lamented.
Cherry’s mind began to wander. She thought of Paul by the pool wearing tight swimming trunks. She could just imagine how that monster cock of his would definitely protrude at such a flimsy material. What a sight to behold!
“Earth to Cherry!” Paul said to her. Cherry snapped back to reality and realized that they were already on the ground floor and that the two were already outside the elevator waiting for her.
“What are you thinking about anyway?” Joanna laughed.
“You look like you saw a snake or something!” Paul said. He then walked off towards the buffet.

7:00 am, Dining Hall. Ateneo table,
Paul comes up to the table. “Good morning!”
Rica smiled at her, “Good morning Paul!, Here take this seat, it’s unoccupied” she motioned to the seat beside her.
“Thanks Rica. Wow you saved me a seat!” Paul smiled and sat down.
“In your dreams!” Rica said and elbowing him playfully in the process.
“Good morning dude.”, Alex said. “How’s your roommate?”
“I don’t know… she’s right behind me with Joanna”, he answered and yawned.
Cherry and Joanna arrive and they take the seats beside Rica as well.
Paul took this as his cue and stood up. “I’ll get some breakfast”
The Breakfast was not exactly part of the debate tournament. It was more of a custom where each school participating show their appreciation for the hosts and their commitment to the spirit of friendly competition. It was also a way for friends from different countries and schools to meet and catch up. Each school will be acknowledged by the hosts and in response, the team would stand up and acknowledge the host.
Back in the table, everybody was excited about the upcoming tournament.
“Guys, let’s focus on the task at hand. We have a really good chance this year,” Alex said.
“I agree, I think we’ll do well.” His partner Marvin said.
“Easy for you to say. You have the best teammate,” Shelly said. She was the 5th best Debater in the team and the anchor of Team C. Shelly was more on the voluptuous side. She had a pretty face and could’ve been sexy if only she could control her eating habits. This is in stark contrast to her partner, Kristine, who was very slim and barely registered in the triple digits in the weighing scale.
“So what are you saying? You’re disappointed with having me as a teammate?” Kristine, her teammate, countered.
“That’s not what I mean. I’m just saying..”
“Yeah yeah yeah… I can say the same about you anyway.” The best of friends, theirs was a love-hate relationship.
“The British and Australian teams are always good. Especially that girl from  Monash A. If she hits her stride in this tournament, and there’s no reason for her not to, there’s no stopping her., “Rica said nodding towards the girl at the buffet table getting some bread.

The girl was Svetlana Poriskova, the number one debater in the world in all the formats she participated in. She has been number one, two years running and was a success story in her own right. She was a British citizen yet her father was Russian and her mother was German. Now she’s debating for an Australian University.

She was a towering figure in the Debate community, figuratively and literally. She stood 6’2 inches at the age of 21, taller than any guy participating. She had a lanky frame and her height was accentuated by her statuesque stance and could pass as one of those slim supermodels. Her pale angelic face was hidden behind her thick dark-rimmed glasses which framed her almond colored eyes. She had dirty blonde hair which was always tied up at the back, with a few curls falling from each side. She had no suitors, the men intimidated by her height but even more so by her intellect. The smart guys were too small and the tall guys were not smart enough.
Paul looked at her. She seems nice.

“Anyway, we’ll worry about that tomorrow,” Alex said.
“So who’s swimming with me later?” Joanna asked.
“I’ll swim with you,” Rica said. “How about you Paul?”
“I already told Joanna I can’t because I didn’t bring any trunks”, Paul said. He lamented this fact even more now that Rica said that she’ll be swimming.
“Trunks?? From what era have you come from?”
Everybody laughed.
Nobody wears trunks you idiot! Yuck! You know what? I’m going shopping later, we’ll buy you board shorts.”, Rica said.
“Okay!”, As long as I’m with you, Paul thought.
“How about you Cher? You coming?” Rica turned to Cherry.
“Ah no. I need o catch some more zs. I wasn’t able to sleep well last night. Paul snores like a broken muffler,” Cherry said.
“Sorry I was tired. That’s how I sleep, deal with it”
“Well you better fix that. I want to be able to sleep at night. I need my beauty rest”
“Beauty and the Beast”, Paul muttered under his breath which Rica heard and laughed at.
“What did you say?”, Cherry heard it as well.
“Nothing I said you’re the best!”, Paul said with a fake smile.
“Guys remember, the Opening Ceremonies is at 7:15 pm. Make sure that you don’t get left by the bus to NUS. O, We’re about to be called.” Alex said, halting another word war.
“Ateneo de Manila University, headed by their President, Alexander Reyes.”, the announcer said.
They all stood up and waved and smiled while the rest of the participants applauded.

10:00 am. Hotel Lobby.

Rica was waiting for Paul in the Lobby. After breakfast, Paul said that he had to go up to his room to fix something.

Rica liked Paul in some ways. While he was definitely not of her social class, he had a lot of things to offer. Paul was sweet and unassuming. Unlike all the blowhards she’s dated in the past, Paul was a real person. She always found him interesting. He was a very smart guy but he never pretended to be smarter than he actually was. He didn’t have any money but seems to get everything that he needs and never seemed needy. He was a real guy. Interested in sports, read that part first in the newspaper and not the society pages. He was funny, better yet, he was corny. Which she liked because she was too.

But now she was getting antsy. What’s taking him so long?

The elevator opened and out came Paul. Paul was wearing denim shorts, an Ateneo shirt, and some walking shoes. Rica took note of that. Every guy she met tried to impress her.

They’d be like going to a mall and all the guys in her group would be totally made up, obviously trying to impress her. She’d pas through a door and they’d scamper to open it for her. On simple movie gimmicks, the guy would always wear long sleeves, hair all gelled up. Paul was different. Paul would wear what he wanted. And what he wanted was comfort.
“Sorry I took so long”, Paul said, looking confused.
“It’s okay, was there a problem?” Rica asked.
Paul was in fact confused about something. The reason he went back to the room was to clean up the mess he made under the table when he came a few hours ago. He forgot about it when he went down for breakfast and only remembered it after. He went back to the room immediately but he was surprised to see that there was very little cum on the wall or the carpet. He knew he came a lot but can’t seem to find it.
“Ah nothing.” He let it go. “So are we shopping or what?”
“Yup”
“Where are we going anyway?”
“Just come with me. We’ll buy you board shorts and I’ll buy some stuff too.”
“Okay, I’ll just follow you wherever you go.” He opened the door for her. A taxi was already waiting outside and Rica got in the back. Paul made sure that Rica went in first. As Rica went in, he again took a glance at her ample butt, now covered with tight white pants. Rica sort of knew what was happening and took a bit longer to settle in. Finally, a guy who was not too much of a gentleman, she thought.

Paul got in.

“Orchard Road please” Rica said.

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As soon as she saw Paul leave with Rica, Cherry went back up to her room. She had no intention to sleep as a matter of fact. She was so horny all morning that her panties were practically drenched. When she got in, she immediately took off her clothes and immediately touched her pussy. Oh shit!

She thought. “OOHHH” Finally, some relief. She continued rubbing right there on the doorway, bending her knees a little to open her pussy up a little more. She had two fingers in and was rubbing furiously. She could feel her juices flow down her thighs and she loved it. She rubbed her clit with the other hand, going around in circles while her other hand worked her cunt, thrusting two fingers in and out. She was wet. She was horny, yet she felt as if something was missing.

She begrudgingly stopped playing with herself. She walked into the room and saw the table she was under just a few hours ago and felt the compulsion to get under there and she did. She assumed the position she was took when she watched that magnificent cock get jerked and stroked. She was squatting, her pussy wide open, exactly what she wanted. Her hand went down again and her pussy willingly accepted her two fingers again.

“Ohhh shit. Ohhhhh yeahhh that’s it… finally” She was impossibly horny. She could just imagine that cock again getting pumped in front of her. She could remember the cock with amazing detail, the product of staring at it intently for about five minutes. She continued to finger her wet cunt.

She was disappointed however that no matter how horny she was, something seems to still be missing. She got out. She knew what she wanted. She knew that tis would make everything complete.

She went to Paul’s side of the room and saw his bag. Very carefully, she opened it and searched. She couldn’t find the thing she wanted and was getting very agitated. Just then she saw a small blue bag beside it and opened it. There it is! She took it out and practically ran back to the table.

She went underneath and squatted. With one hand rubbing her pussy, her left hand adjusted Paul’s used white briefs and put it on top of her nose. She inhaled deeply. Immediately, Paul’s manly scent filled her nostrils. She inhaled deeper. She could smell the scent of his raw dick on the briefs. She loved it. And her pussy loved it. She was transported to a different place. A dream world. It was almost like she was on drugs. After two inhalations, she came. Her body convulsed and shook with the force of the orgasm hitting her.

Nevertheless, she never took the briefs off of her nose and instead she inhaled even deeper. She absolutely loved the smell of Paul’s dick. With it, she can imagine the scene better, as if it was actually happening again. She even stuck her tongue out to taste the cloth. She could taste precum on the briefs, a taste she recognized after going down on her past boyfriends and lovers.  She sucked on the briefs and inhaled again. She continued to finger her pussy with her fingers. Her pussy hair was matted as it got soaked by her cum. “Mmmmmm, Ooooh” She kept saying. She was close to getting insane with ecstasy. She inhale again and again.

She could not get enough of the smell of Paul’s dick. She continued to finger herself as she did so. She wanted one more finger in but her small pussy couldn’t take it. “Oh shit Paul”. She thought. She was disappointed with herself in some ways when she couldn’t push one more finger in because it meant that she couldn’t take that gorgeous cock in if she had the opportunity.

She forced it in, and it hurt. Three fingers in and she was in pain, but instead of stopping, she went on fingering. She inhaled some more and every time she did, the pain became less and less. “FUUUCKKK!!! I WANT YOUR COCK!!!” She screamed. She was about to cum. “YOUR COCK! YOUR COCK! OH THAT FUCKING COCK! Oh shit. Oh shit. OH SHIT. ARRGGGHHHHHHH!”

Another orgasm hit her. It was intense. More than the first one. She lost her balance and had to let go of the briefs to balance herself. Instead of dropping the briefs on the floor, she stuffed it in her mouth. Her orgasm made her cunt convulse and forced her fingers out.

She finally lost her balance totally and fell on the floor, still shaking like an epileptic. Her clit was throbbing fast and her cunt lips quivered. Without any strength, tired and visibly spent, she fell asleep, with Paul’s briefs still in her mouth as her cum flowed freely out of her quivering, exhausted cunt.

(TO BE CONTINUED)