Published Sex Stories

Urban Adonis

atrayahoney on Exhibitionist Stories


I sat on the train,
my nose buried in a book, my body cloaked in every warm item that
scattered the floor of my room that morning. The Chicago weather had
just turned rigidly cold, a cold that had slipped my memory with all
the hot summer fun of the previous year. Once again, it was time to
bundle myself to bare the frigid Midwestern air that blew from Lake
Michigan, whipping between each of the tall buildings to hit you like
a freight truck, finding every nook and cranny in your full-body of
winter armor.


A look far from
sexy, my full-length f aux down coat was zipped clear up to my mouth
which was covered in a red scarf. I had pulled my hood over my
gigantic knit red

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hat in hopes of fending off the piercing breezes
old man winter flung my way. Somehow, winter still managed to slip
its icy fingers between the teeth of my zipper and breathe its minty
air between the spaces in my scarf. Entering the train was a blessing
and the the perfect protection from the vengeful winter. I quickly
grabbed the seat nearest the door, not caring who I pushed out of the
way to sit down. With a sigh, I reached in my bag and pulled out my
copy of Little Birds, transfixed by the exploits of the characters.


He entered the
train in his casual thug style. Ear buds firmly implanted in the
concaves of his ears, he nodded his head to the heavy bass that
flowed from his black IPOD. He leaned against the pair of doors on
the opposite side of the train, a practice seriously frowned upon by
the CTA but giving me full view of his his urban warrior stance.


His thumb beat in
time to the house music issuing from an IPOD I hoped was stolen from
some yuppie on the corner of Milwaukee and Damen as he scanned the
train with his large brown eyes. My breath shortened as his muscular
left hand holding the ipod caught my eye and the tanned muscles
rippled as he turned the IPOD towards his face to change the song.
Even the words of Anais Nin couldn't distract my thoughts of this
urban Adonis. His muscular hands flashed in my mind, removing the
outer articles of my clothing as his lips whispered dirty needs into
my ear and I felt his breath on my neck.


Realizing my
bundled appearance was a poor representation of the hotness growing
beneath its protection, I pulled the hood from head, along with my
knitted cap and casually unzipped my sleeping bag-like jacket to mid
chest. I loosened the scarf I had meticulously fixed around my upper
torso and attempted to primp my appearance in hopes of looking at
least half as appealing as the makeup ed blond girl sitting to my
right, clutching her latest purchase from Marshall Fields. After my
grand disrobing, I pretended to go back to my book in order to ogle
my train crush over the pages of a book, the title of which I was too
turned on to think about.


Excerpts of fantasy
raced through my mind as I gazed as my urban Adonis. His fictional
hand lifting my bra, guiding my head, pinching bits of flesh and his
lips tracing saliva in various crevices of my flesh. He felt my gaze
and swiftly turned his head my way. A grin crossed his solid face and
he nodded his head in acknowledgment of my heady gaze. My heart
skipped and I nervously transfixed my eyes back to the page, wishing
I had only imagined his acknowledgment to save myself embarrassment.
I slowly raised my head once more to find him still grinning in my
direction.


Feeling more bold
than I typically am, I gave a coy grin, emphasizing the sexual
glimmer in my eye with a soft nod in his direction.


The train doors
opened and the rush freezing air jolted me out of the alternate
universe where a gorgeous tan-skinned thug wished to caress the body
of a bookish girl sexually aching to live the life of Anais Nin.


“This is Halsted.”
announced the computer-like manly voice of the train announcement.
“Doors open on the left at Halsted.”


Realizing the train
had arrived at my stop while I had been deep in fantasy, I jumped up,
closing my book and rushed off the train and onto the frigid platform
which was oddly uninhabited despite it being the middle of the day. I
heard footsteps behind me as I made for the elevator to re-dress (put
on, lace up, etc. look up) my winter wear and as I reached the
threshold, I realized it was my gorgeous thug joining me in the
elevator. I lost my breath and braced myself against the silver
railing of the elevator as his sexy grin returned and he slyly pushed
the stop button once the doors has shut. I had expected an alarm to
sound alerting the cta workers of the stopped elevator but he must've
known what he was doing for no alarm sounded and there was no cta
worker in sight once the elevator was caught between the two floors.


He said nothing as
he approached me, his hands outstretched to place his hands on the
bulge of my breasts. Through the padded jacket, I felt the
electricity of his touch. He lowered his lips to mine and kissed me
as deeply as I had imagined. I equaled his pushes as I grasped his
hips and pulled his pelvis towards mine, lifting my lower rear onto
the silver railing and opening my legs while he unzipped the zipper
to my long jacket and roughly grabbed the underside of my thighs,
lifting my knees to his shoulders and pushing himself between my
legs.


We stayed wrapped
in this erotic position, rubbing our encased sensitive areas against
one another, our breath exiting in soft white spurts against the cold
air accompanied by moans of wanting pleasure.


His lips traced the
muscles in my neck and were quickly followed by his teeth, tasting my
flesh as his hands lifted my bra and roughly kneaded them once they
bounced out of their encasing.


“We have to
hurry.” he breathed in a raspy en passioned voice.


“Yeah,” was all
I could swiftly come up with, not wanting to waste the time with
words.


He undid the top
button of my jeans and lowered the zipper as I did the same to him.
He pulled off my pants and pushed my naked ass back onto the railing,
lifting my legs and offering his exposed cock perfect admittance to
my wet pussy. Without hesitation and before I could get a good look
at it, he guided the hard tip of his dick to the entrance of my cunt
and eased it inside, lifting my knees higher. The next second, he
pushed his hardness deeper with a grateful groan. I could barely
catch my breath in the dryness of the winter air and greatly enjoyed
the freezing suffocation in juxtaposition to my wet heated longing
being fed in rhythmic pace.


I came quicker than
I had cum in months, the muscles of my cunt hugging his large
erection and erupting as his pace quickened. He pulled himself out of
me when I was done and pulled me off the railing. His hands grasped
my hips and he turned me around, placing his left hand on the back of
my neck, wordlessly instructing me to bend over. I placed my hands on
the cold glass, bracing myself for his entrance which was as rough as
I had hoped it would be. Without warning, he dove his entire erection
into my dripping cunt, leveraging himself with the hand that
constrained my upper back. The pull his cock had on my drying pussy
made his cock rub roughly against my enlarged clit. His right hand
pulled back and he smacked the right side of my pale ass, leaving a
mark that grew pinker with the few smacks that followed. Knowing I
had already cum, his intention was purely for his own subsequent
explosion as he quickened the pace of his pounding, moving his hands
from behind my neck to hold my hips in place. I looked over my
shoulder to enjoy the ecstatic contortion of his features while he
watched his cock go in and out of my wet hole.


He let out a long
grunt as his juice spurted into my pussy and I let out a moan myself,
feeling my experience complete with his cum fresh in my cunt.


We both quickly
pulled up our jeans and fixed out clothing as our passion subsided
into the satisfaction a good fucking can give. He pushed the button
to the first floor and I smoothed my hair with my hands. I took a
deep breath, enjoying the release of tension that follows getting
off.


“Thanks,” he
said in a deep voice as the elevator doors opened


“Yeah,” I said
“You too.” as I took my first step off the elevator.


I looked back and
waved while the elevator doors shut and he replaced the ear buds to
his ears.


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Carol

Luckymann on Sex Stories

    

             Carol

Over the years, I had developed many friends through my hobbies of CB radio and auto racing. Many an evening was spent enjoying one of our coffee and bullshit gatherings that seemed to develop spontaneously. Someone over the radio would suggest meeting at a Sambo’s for coffee, and, before you knew it, twenty, thirty people, sometimes more, would show up.

Most of us also ordered something to eat while we were there. So, the manager at the local Sambo’s allowed us to

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freely use his back room and help ourselves to the coffee. We were a sober, but boisterous, group. But, since we had the back room to ourselves, the restaurant manager didn’t mind the noise. He often assigned his best waitress to work exclusively with our group. She, in turn, usually received a very nice tip from us. She frequently picked up a couple hundred dollars in tips for just a couple hours of easy work. Once we all had our food, she, more often than not, joined us. Due to the nice tips and fun atmosphere, Sambo’s waitresses were eager to serve us.

All but one, that is. There was one particular waitress who didn't like or appreciate us at all. She was an older lady who just wasn’t up to the noise and bustle of serving so many people at once. She was also a bit on the crabby side. We refered to her as Granny Grump. While most of the waitresses laughed and joked with us, and returned our smart remarks with comments of their own, Granny hated our racket. She especially didn’t like our self-help with the coffee. As Granny worked our group, she quickly became nervous, and her hands trembled.

Granny was indirectly responsible for my meeting Carol and her family.

The fateful night I met Carol, she and her family had, for the first time, joined our CB group at Sambo’s. Carol was a large woman. She stood about 5'8", and she weighed well over 350 pounds. She was married to Bill, also a large person. They had four children, two boys 6 and 15, and two girls 11 and 13. Carrie, the 13-year-old girl, was seated directly across from me at our large table.

As Granny served soft drinks and water to the children, a glass of iced water fell off her tray. Carrie, with a shriek, caught most of the cold water on her head and chest. Most of our group began loudly laughing after we realized no one was hurt. Nobody was upset over what was obviously an accident, except maybe Carrie.

Granny, instead of getting a towel to clean up the water, just stood there. She repeatedly said, "I didn't do that!"

Being a natural born smart-ass, I asked Granny, "You have ghosts in here, or what?" "Oh, I know, the glass just jumped off your tray and onto Carrie's head, all by it self." I said, with just a touch of sarcasm.

Wagging my finger at the offending glass, I said, "Bad glass! Bad glass!" The glass was thus duly admonished.

I then teased Carrie by asking, "Carrie, why did you pour that water over your head? Is it that hot in here?"

Carrie began laughing about her wet head with the rest of us.

When Granny didn't seem to be making any effort to get a towel, I took the initiative, got a towel, and gave it to Carrie. Carrie dried herself, and our evening continued.

With his apologies, the manager quickly replaced Granny with another waitress.

Over the next, few months, I became friends with Carol, and her family. They soon joined me as I raced my car at the local dirt track.

As it turned out, Bill was a workaholic. He put in sixty to eighty hours a week, every week, at his job as a machinist. Though he made good money, he was never available to his family. He was either working or sleeping. Only the racing seemed to give them an opportunity to be together as a family.

After a while, I had begun attending the kids' sporting events and school activities in Bill's place. One night, Bill told me he appreciated my help with his family activities. Little did he know, Carol had been giving hints she wanted me to assist Bill in other family duties, as well.

For several weeks Carol had been making comments and doing things that indicated she could be easily had. Comments such as, "I haven't had a sex life for such a long time," and "I wish I had a lover like you." She frequently asked intimate questions about my activities with my dates. Whenever she passed by me, she always let a hand brush my back or my ass.

One Friday night, after a tough evening at the race track, we went back to Bill and Carol’s home, and I had a few drinks. Neither Bill nor Carol drank that night. Bill was getting ready to return to work. He said they had a rush order to get out. Carol convinced me I had been drinking too much to drive home, and suggested I stay there. She said I could sleep on their couch. Before leaving for work, Bill also told me I should stay.

They were probably right. I had consumed a good deal of alcohol. Very soon after that, I removed my clothes under the blanket Carol had provided, I had dozed off. I was fast asleep even before Bill left for work.

The next thing I knew, Carol was on her knees in front of the couch, kissing all over my face, and rubbing my flat, hard belly. My job helped keep me in excellent condition. As I slowly awoke, I quickly noticed Carol had changed into a white, see-through, nightgown. I could easily see her huge tits.

With a smile, I asked, "Carol, what are you trying to do?"

Just above a whisper, she answered, "I've wanted you for a long time. Will you make love to me?"

Without saying a word, I reached out and cupped one of Carol’s tremendous tits in my hand. One hand was not enough for a boob that big. When I firmly squeezed her tit, Carol groaned, thrust her tongue into my mouth, and let her hand slide down to cup my balls through my underwear.

When we broke our kiss, Carol suggested we get on the carpeted living room floor. There was no way we could both fit on her couch. Carol lay on her back, and I simply rolled off the couch, and gently landed on top of her fat-bloated body.

In short order, Carol’s nightgown had been pulled off her shoulders and arms exposing her massive tits. Her nipples were already hard as stones and centered in silver dollar sized aureoles.

I had come to enjoy big girls and their big tits. With the alcohol I had consumed earlier still affecting me, I massaged, sucked, pinched, and nipped those tits with a great deal of enthusiasm.

"Work my tits hard, Baby," Carol instructed. "I like it when they’re played with real rough. Just don't leave any marks."

I didn’t leave any marks, but my enthusiastic attack of Carol’s tits continued for quite some time. The rougher I treated her tits, the more Carol moaned her approval. It became a challenge for me to see if I could get her to admit that her tits were hurting. After about twenty minutes of rough attention to her tits, I took each nipple between my thumb and forefingers, pinched very hard, and pulled straight up.

With Carol’s nipples pinched and pulled nearly a foot away from her chest, her tits looked like huge, inverted, funnels. Carol groaned, closed her eyes, and asked, "Will you please fuck me now?"

Carol had already raised and spread her knees. Her nightgown was bunched around her waist. She wasn’t wearing any panties. I pushed my underwear down to my ankles and sat on my heels between her legs. Her bush and swollen pussy lips glistened with her lubricating moisture.

As I placed my cock’s head at the opening to Carol’s pussy, she said, "I am very fertile. If you cum in me, I will probably get pregnant."

What the hell did I care? She was the one that was married, not me.

With one quick thrust, I buried my cock in Carol’s cunt. With a gasp, she lifted her ass off the floor to meet my thrust. Her pussy was a little on the sloppy side. I guess four kids can do that to a pussy.

Even though Carol’s pussy wasn’t as tight as it could have been, she sure used it enthusiastically. After my initial entry, she seemed to take over. She pulled me down to her chest and bucked like a rodeo horse. Her level of athletic activity surprised me. All I had to do was keep a firm grip on her tits as handles, hang on, and enjoy the ride. As her orgasm approached, she pulled the blanket off the couch, held it tightly to her mouth, and muffled her voice as she yelled, "I cuming!"

With one final thrust, Carol held her ass, and me, off the floor as her orgasm engulfed her. With a broad smile on her face, she slowly lowered her ass back to the floor.

Only then, did I begin to stroke in and out of Carol’s cunt. When I told her I was getting close to cuming, Carol held me tightly. In a serious voice, she again said, "You can cum in me if you want, but I will probably get pregnant."

A few more deep thrusts, and I pulled out of Carol’s pussy. I dumped my load on her bush and belly.

As I rolled off Carol, she brought a hand down to the puddle of warm cum on her abdomen. She spread my cum all over her belly, then put her fingers to her lips, and licked them clean.

As she pulled her fingers from her mouth, she said, "Mmmmmm! Get back on the couch, Baby."

I did, and Carol proceeded to carefully and thoroughly lick my cock and balls clean. When she finished, she kissed me and headed off to her bedroom for the night.

Saturday morning, nothing was said about our late night adventure. However, even her kids noticed Carol was in a very good mood. When Bill came in from work, she greeted him with a kiss and served him his breakfast.

Over the next several months, Carol, her family, and I continued spend time together. Whenever I wasn’t working, or didn’t have a date, I would frequently hang out at their place.

When a big late-model dirt track race was scheduled in Tucson, Arizona, I asked Carol and her family if they wanted to go with me. I would not be driving but watching from the stands.

It was a day race, and as usual, Bill had to be at work that evening. He had to be at work before we would be able to get back to town. He did, however, encourage Carol and the kids to go with me.

The drive down was uneventful. During the race, Carol would sneak pats to my ass whenever the kids weren’t looking. I was thinking I would probably get some pussy from her when we got home later that night.

After the races, we stopped for a bite to eat, then headed toward home. Dusk was rapidly approaching as we traveled north on the interstate. It had been a long day, and, with their bellies full, all four kids were soon fast asleep in the back seat of my car. Carol reached back and lightly touched each one.

When she was satisfied they were all soundly sleeping, Carol slid over next to me and kissed my cheek. She got no response. She placed her hand on my crotch and kissed my lips. My eyes never left the road. She asked, "Does anything disturb you while you’re driving?"

"No! I answered. "I consider myself a better driver than most people on the road, and I consider paying attention critical to what I’m doing. Knowing what's going on all around me keeps me alive on the race track and the freeway."

She said, "I'll bet I know something that will distract you a little. Let me show you."

With that, Carol unzipped my pants, reached in, and took my semi-erect cock out. With a final glance at her kids, she twisted in the seat and lay in my lap, facing my cock. No easy task for a gal her size.

I ran the power seat back so her head wouldn’t interfere with the steering wheel.

Carol began by slowly licking up and down the under side of my cock. In the mean time, she unhooked my belt and loosened my pants. That gave her unobstructed access to my cock and balls. By then, I had a full erection.

After several minutes of licking, a drop of pre-cum had appeared on the head of my cock. Carol very slowly ran her tongue over and around the top of my cock’s head and lapped up the pre-cum. She then took just the head of my cock into her mouth.

I gently stroked the short brown hair on the back of her head. I still hadn’t let my eyes leave the road.

Carol swirled her tongue around my cock’s head several times. She then proceeded to slowly take my shaft into her mouth. Her tongue continued swabbing the shaft as she took my cock's head to the back of her mouth then pulled up. When she again had just my the head in her mouth, she immediately started back down. She repeated the process over and over without hesitation. All the while, her mouth maintained a nice firm suction, and her tongue never stopped swabbing me.

After several minutes of Carol’s treatment, I whispered to her. "I'm about to cum." I tensed, lifted my hips, and began pumping my load deep into her mouth.

Carol took me to the back of her mouth and started swallowing as fast as she could. She swallowed every bit of my cum. She didn’t let a single drop escape her mouth. When I had finished cuming, Carol licked me clean, gave my cock’s head a lip-smacking kiss, and sat up. In the last fading light of the day, I could see a big grin on Carol’s face.

Looking at her grin caused me, for the first time that day, to take my eyes off the freeway.

"You really don’t let anything break your concentration when you're driving, do you?" She asked.

"Nothing!" I replied, as I reached over and firmly pinched her left nipple.

                             

Sex and the teacher

steve666 on Exhibitionist Stories

I’m 15, and my hormones are all over the place, and I’d probably shag anything that would let me. My name is James, and I’d describe myself as having a lean muscular build, I have blue eyes and short brown hair. My story starts at school, we started to have a student teacher for Biology, named Miss Greenfield. She was the same height as me, and had an amazing ass. Strangely, I was the only pupil who’s name she knew, and because of this she picked on me throughout the lessons, she’d get me to stand up in front of the class and write things on the board for her - which was embarrassing as I usually had a huge boner!

One day, after school, I had missed my bus, and so I decided to get a little exercise and walk the three miles home. A

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fter passing the school’s local paper shop I thought I might as well go in to get a paper for my parents, and in their I met Miss Greenfield. We started to talk, and she offered to give me a ride home, so obviously, I accepted.

We talked about how she only knew my name, and she revealed that she had a soft spot for me as I was the first pupil at our school that spoke to her. She also revealed that she had a husband, who she disliked and wished she had never married. I also found out her age, 23. I directed her to my house, and upon arriving she gave me a kiss on the cheek. I couldn’t believe it, a teacher - who I really wanted, kissed me! I decided to kiss her back, and then our lips met and our tongues touched. It was heaven.

“Well, I don’t really need to go home.” I said, after our passionate kiss was over.

“Hmmm, me neither.” She whispered.

We drove to multi-story car park, and mile or two away from my home, and we parked the car. We kissed again, this time for longer. We massaged each others tongues with our lips, and eventually I plucked up the courage to place a hand on her boob, she didn’t object and we slowly started to strip each other off, leading to passionate sex in the backseat of my favourite teachers car.

“Miss?” I Said, after stopping thrusting into her wonderfully tight pussy.

“James, call me Casey.” She said.

“Casey, we won’t get into trouble will we?” I stammered.

“Only if one of us tells, and I know I won’t, and I don’t think you will either will you?”

“No, I went tell anyone.”

We continued to have sex, she rode me and I played with her fabulous tits. She dropped me off at home after, and we agreed we needed to do it again sometime.

Several weeks have passed since that day, and we still do it whenever and wherever we can. The risk of getting caught is what makes it fun. We’ve done it in the deserted staff room, the toilets, the changing rooms - everywhere. We’ve even done it in my parents bed! Of course I wish that one day, after I leave school, that Casey will leave her husband that bullies and is arrogant towards her, and come and find a place to live with me, who will always give her what she wants.

The Jumper

Ardunt1 on Forced Stories


I was on my morning run, rounding the corner towards the bridge while being encouraged by the soft fall of my feet as I traveled towards the bridge. This is the halfway point for me on my jog and the most beautiful. With water running freely and the sounds of quiet nature around me it is the highlight of my run.

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Today there is a light fog wafting to and fro with the currents of the wind as I round the corner. The first thing I see is the old white Camry sitting just on the bridge. I think to myself someone has broken down in t

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he night and then the fog shifts the other way and there she is, perched on the railing of the bridge gripping at the support with white knuckles but leaning forward as if she is going to hurl herself to the lazy water below.

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Without thinking I run now, full tilt and as she is bending her legs committing to the leap, I grab her calves with my hands and haul her down onto the grating of the bridge. There cowering before me is an oriental girl, her eyes red rimmed her face wet from the tears she was bathing herself with in her grief and turmoil.

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“What the hell!” I yell at her and then in total amazement of what I am doing almost as if I am outside watching, I see my hand lift and slap her face, once, twice and then a third time. “How dare you throw your life away”, I bellowed at her?

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“I…I…I”, she stammered as I gripped her blouse and banged her body down onto the road.

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With a strength I did not know I possessed, I lifted her by her blouse and hauled her towards the car. “Is this your car”, I asked jerking her toward it.

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“Yes, I”, she stammered on as I flung her face forwards across the front of the car.

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I could see the terror in her eyes as she looked at me in the reflection of her and me in the windshield. Never had I ever seen myself so possessed with anger and I have to admit, I really do not want to ever see me that way again.

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“Well”, I yelled tearing her skirt as I lifted it up over her panty covered ass. “You can die later, right now, I am taking what you want to just throw away.”

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My left hand was tearing her panties down over her ass while my right hand was pulling out my already hardening member.

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“Oh God”, she cried out as she closed her eyes and bit her bottom lip preparing for what she knew was to come.

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“Cry out to him”, I said bruskly as I rubbed the thick head of my cock up and down her velvet covered slit, then feeling her entry as I pushed I dropped both hands to her hips and rocked forward thrusting deep and hard into her.

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Her cry echoed off the walls of the canyon as I impaled myself deep inside her. She held me so tightly my cock burned as if she had stripped the skin off it when I shoved myself inside her. I slapped her ass and watched it jiggle. Then without mercy or thought I started pounding my thickness in and out of her pussy. It was if her whole body clung to me, molded around the invasion of her body until I threw my head back, closing my eyes and bellowed like a wolf as I came in torrents flooding her with my need and seed.

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Gasping for air, I withdrew with a wet slosh as my cum tinted pink oozed out between her lips and I looked at it confused. Then shrugging I wiped myself and pocketed her panties leaving her gasping and weak on the front of her car.

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To tell the truth I figured she would just jump and finish what she started. I was wrong, though it would be almost a year before I found out otherwise.

The Dream

THEINTIMIDATOR88 on Teen Stories

It all starts out at a parking lot of a Meijer supermarket. Brian, a student from AHHS is on chase after his girlfriend left him down the street. Stephanie, also a student has to stop for oncoming traffic. Stephanie, 36-42-36 5' 10" Size C breasts stops at the intersection because one of her doors is ajar. She turns and spies Brian. "Brian what the hell are you doing?" "Stephanie, please, I love you, dont let it be this way", Brian says. He leans into the passanger door and stops her car. "Brian, I cant do that anymore, we need some time alone" Two unsuspecting girls show up and ask what is the problem. Stephanie and Brian tell them their story and the girls suggest that they put it al

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l aside and make out in the car. So Brian and Stephanie did. As soon as Brian started to make out, the girls suggest that they take them to this house, a house of fun, so that they could have that alone time that they wanted. So Brian starts to drive Stephanie over to that house. The House of FUn. "Brian, you sure you want to go in?" Stephanie says. "well we will be alone for a while, lets do it" Brian starts to make out while walking through the door, heads into a room and locks all the doors. Stephanie starts taking off her shirt and pants and so does Brian. The two ladies offer him a variety of condoms, brian chooses one, puts it on and starts heading over to the bed where stephanie is spread out. he slowly pulls down her panties, revealing a braided pussy. "damn girl whens the last time you shaved" he says. Stephanie giggles. He takes the panties off and starts to slowly kiss the inner sides of her legs, causing her to twitch ever so slightly. Stephanie, in a deep pleasurable state, starts to move his head to her beautiful mound. He backs away and starts to kiss closer, teasing her pussy with delight.

Part 2 coming soon

Different Life- Incest pt2

asiansexkitty on Incest Stories


Cant really remember how that day went but as the day started I remember I help out around the house and the Andersons there. Its been about 3 years and I try to stay away from Mr. Anderson so I would not feel uncomforable around him. Since the last time I saw him naked jerking off I would sometimes stick my finger in my ass hole while I was jerking off. I cant explain it but like the feel in my ass hole. I never thought I was gay because I would always peep at my mom when she in the shower or changin cloths. I love to touch my cock( maybe 5 1/2) feel it while my mom peel her panties off and see her hairy pussy watch her bend down and see her ass hole. I would then look at my cock while I was stroken it and think about my moms pussy juices all over it. That day I was in my bedroom whe

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n Mrs. Anderson pass by and I heard the badroom door close. Since the badroom was right next to my bedroom, In my closet I drill 3 holes in the wall to see in the restroom. The walls in the bathroom had flowers and all colors so you really could not see the holes unless you got real close.

All 3 holes would be looking at the mirror at different angles. I got in the closet and closed the door. As I look I say her unbottom and unzipp her shorts and pull then and her pink panties down to show her big jungle of hair. I begin to pull my pants down and start to jerk off. I could hear the pee hit the water. As she stood up to wipe I saw her lips that where so big. She wash up look abit in the mirror and left. It was dark in my closet so I lean against the wall and close my eyes thinking about that pussy and my moms. I bent forword a bit and slowly insert my finger in my ass. I heard the bathroom door close and look to see who it was. It was a friend of the family a guy. For some reason I watch him take a pee with his big cock( it most have been aleast 7") I started to push deeper in my ass and got naked and open my legs to push in my finger. I watch while he finsh and left. Now I was going fast jerking off and was so turn on. As my jerking felt good my ass was on fire with pleasure with my finger in it. As I shot my load my mom came in. I did not move for I would be so scared if she see me. Mr. Anderson came in after her and they need my table to put outside. I try to put on my cloths again and my mom left. I stood up and fell against the wall. Mr. Anderson open the door and see me ther with my pants at my ankles and he just smiled. He look back and then I see his hand rub his cock and he turn around and just smile at me.

I quickly got dress and walk out with him still rubing his cock and me looking at it. My mom walk back in and told me to help him. I help him and as we went outside he told me he know what I was doing and sfter dark to come over his house. I walk by and went to my room. As the day turn to night about 15 where at my house eating drinking and haveing a good time. I was in the living room chating with the Andersons boys and some other kids. I would ever once in a while when A grown up man or women went to the restroom would go to my room and see then take a pee. As the night went on Mrs. Anderson got drunk and my mom told me to help her to my room. So me and dav help her to the room and let her sleepIt was getting almost midnight and the 2 Anderson oldiest boys left. I went to my room to get something and when I got there Mrs anderson was asleep but she was on her back and her legs wide open. I could see her dark red panties so I closed the door and took a better look. I was about 5 inch from her pussy and could smell wet sweat pussy and it got me so hard.

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Supernatural Part; 2

cowboy_rider20 on Celebrity Stories

Dean sat across from Sam in the corner booth of the reasturant, Sam hid behind his menu for about ten minutes then put it down to find Dean watching him, looking both worried and sad. "What's happening with you? Why are you acting so strange around me, like we dont know each other?" asked Dean, he was ready to settle this once and for all. "Mabey because we are" said Sam, he started to play with a salt shaker. "No, we're not" said Dean, he took it from his brother. "Well actually we are, since we were..." said Sam, but he stopped deciding not to bring up their teenaged years. "Tenns" said Dean, "Since we were teens. Thats something else i need to know, why did you do that too me?" asked Dean, the pain he felt was

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all coming back to him. "Because..it doesn't matter. We are strangers, and the only reason im here is mom, you know that" said Sam, he then thought about what he said and knew how Dean will take it in. "Oh, well..." said Dean, Sam saw the hurt in his older brothers eyes and got up and ran out of the dinner. Dean went after him, this is what he hated about fighting with Sam, he always ran away from the problem.

"Why Sam? Why did you do that to me, put me through that pain?" asked Dean, walking behind his brother, they were walking towards the car parked by the trees. "It doesn't matter" said Sam, he was about to open the passenger-sdie door. Then he felt a hand on his arm. "Don't run anymore, what did i do that hurt you so much, that you cut me ut of your life?" asked Dean, he was ready to cry, which he rarely did. Sam saw this and he knew what he was about to say but he couldn't stop it. "I loved you. I...still love you" said Sam, Dean let go. Sam thought this was because he felt sick touching his gay brother, but then he saw a tear run down Deans cheak. Dean walked over to the drivers side door and got in, Sam got into the passenger seat and the two were suddenly driving, off into the countryside. After ten minutes of silence Dean spoke, the words were definatly thought out. "Sammy, why couldn't you tell me this when we were kids, when you felt that way..." said Dean, Sam interupted, "i still do". "Why wouldn't you say so, tell me instead of leaving me behind while you left home and everything. Instead you left me in the dark, i felt like i couldn't breathe after you said 'good-bye'. You were always so close but far at the same time" said Dean, he was crying again. "Im...i'm sorry. I just, didn't think you could handle your little brother to be in love with you, more than the brother type, i could barely handle it" said Sam, he was about to cry. He brushed his long brwn bangs out of his face and rested his head against the wall. "You said 'I love you Dean' in your sleep last night. I thought it was some bad dream" said Dean, he looked his brother. Dean didn't know what to do anymore, he wanted to say you can't feel this way, the other part of him wanted to hold his brother close and say 'everything will be okay'.

"I was dreaming when i said good-bye to you, i wanted to tell you so much that I..I" said Sam, he couldn't even say it now. "That you loved me?" asked Dean, knowing the answer. "I still fucking do!" screamed Sam, suddenly the car served to the side of the gravel road and Dean turned to face him. Sam though he was going to punch him, then Deans hand found sam's hand and held tight. Then Dean leaned in and looked Sam right in the face, there nose's almost touching. "I loved you, and i still do.It's never been more clear to me, i wanted to tell you but, i thought you hated me" said Dean, he could feel Sam's breathe getting heavier, Dean could feel it against his face. "Well you were very wrong" said Sam, and he leaned in the rest of the way. Their lips conecting in a light kiss. Then Dean's tounge pushed it's way into Sam's mouth.

'HOLY SHIT!' thought Sam, he was in heaven.

Dean's tounge rolled around with Sam's, Dean's hand went to the back of sam's face, pushing Sam into the kiss more. Sam came up for breath, and smiled, blushing deeply. "Awwww, little brother i do declare, you are blushing" said Dean smiling. "Shut-up and kiss me" said Sam, he laughed as Dean started kissing his neck passionately. "Not now" said Dean, he smiled with an evil grin on his face. Then it dissappeard. Now his face was kind and sweet. "I want to make love to you Sammy, for the rest of my life" said Dean, he looked at his brother in the eyes, which tears were now streaming down from. "i've waited my whole life for you to say that...yes" said Sam, he wiped a tear from his face. Dea started driving down the road more, thats when Dean saw a sign. "Bed and breakfast" read Sam out-loud. "You planned this?" asked Sam, he smiled. He leaned over and kissed his brothers cheek, which Dean tunred his head and pushed his tounge into sam's mouth again. Sam slid over to Dean more and sat on his lap, one leg on each side of deans legs. He kissed Dean while Dean tryed to drive, which soon turned into swerving. "Okay, we need to save this for inside so number one we'll be alive, and number two, so I'll be able to have a friend of mine show up" said Dean, he laughed. "Perv" said Sam and he kissed Dean's neck, and slid off Dean's lap back to his seat, still laughing. "Im a sexy perv though" said Dean taking his hand and rubbing the side of sam's face, then slid his hand down his chest and down to his left leg, and started going towards the buldge in sam's jeans. "Whoa, whoa, whoa" said Sam, removing Deans hand. "I have the same problem as you" said sam laughing, Dean laughed and leaned over and gave his little brother a kisss on the cheek before they pulled into the small and empty parking lot of the 'Bed and breakfast'. "Well, we wont have to worry about people being mad if we're loud" said Dean, Sam shook his head and got out of the car. He felt his ass get slapped as he stood up to get out of the car. Sam laughed and started running towarsd the door, Dean caught up and pulled Sam's back into his chest and made sure Sam felt Dean's large buldge on his ass. Dean kissed sam's neck, Sam moaned the two started walking into the front entry hand in hand. Dean could hardly wait to prove how much he loved his little brother. Dean gave Sam a wink as they walked up to the counter.

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My Friend Niki

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She grabbed him and playfully tackled him to the ground,
with him landing on top. Neither of them was single, but that didn't matter. He
brushed the long blonde hair away from her beautiful face, leaned in closer and
pressed his lips against hers. They kissed for a few seconds before he broke
off and looked into her eyes. They knew that this betrayal was wrong, but their
feelings for each other overpowered their loyalty. “Are you sure about this” he
asked her and instead of replying she put her arms around his neck and stated
kissing him again, but this time with more passion. She pushed her tongue into
her mouth and he did followed her lead, and as their tongues swam around in
each others mouths her reached down to her jacket zipper, slowly pulling it
down. Wh
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en it was completely undone she ripped it off and threw it away. He
grabbed the bottom of her T-shirt and pulled it up past her bellybutton. She
broke off from the intimate kiss to take it off completely. She then reached
behind her back and undid her bra, throwing it to the ground, revealing her
perfect, 14c tits. They once again began kissing, first on the mouth then he
began working his way down. He kissed her lightly on the neck, sending shivers
down her spine. Next he grabbed her tit and started kissing it, sucking and
lightly biting her now hard nipples, causing her to moan softly. He kissed a
path down her body, to just past her bellybutton. By now he had taken off her
shorts and he could see a small wet patch forming on her underwear. He grabbed
the top of them and slowly pulled them down. She was completely shaved- just
how he liked it. He softly kissed her inner thighs, teasing her. He then moved
up onto her outer lips, licking in a circular motion, moving closer and finally
licking her clit, she shuddered and grabbed the back of his head, pushing it
into her pussy. He kept licking her clit while he reached up and inserted a
finger into her tight hole. He pushed it in deep, and found her G-spot, sending
her over the edge. She screamed as she climaxed hard, her juices flowing down
his chin. “that was amazing” she said to him and she gave him a kiss “Now it’s
my turn”. She reached down and grabbed his full hard, 7” cock and knelt down in
front of him. She stroked it gently, running her fingers up and down the long,
hard shaft. She leant forward and gently licked the tip. He let out a moan of
ecstasy as he couldn’t believe how good it was. She then shoved the whole head
in her mouth as she quickly ran her hand up and down his dick. He knew he
couldn’t take this much longer and he needed to be inside her. He laid her down
on the ground and spread her legs open. She was already very wet and his cock
was covered in her saliva. He leant forward and placed his dick near her hole.
He moved it in a circular motion around it and looked up into her eyes “This is
it, are you totally sure?”
“I’ve never been surer of anything in my life.” He placed
his cock at the entrance of her vagina. He knew she was a virgin, and felt how
tight she was before and he didn’t want to hurt her so he went slowly. He
pushed lightly but to no avail. He pushed a little bit harder and the head
slowly went in. He couldn’t believe how tight she was! He slowly pushed back
and forth until he got the whole cock in. Their breathing got much heavier as
the both got closer to an orgasm. He knew he couldn’t take this tight pussy any
longer, he could feel himself reaching an orgasm. He pounded her as she moaned
louder and louder, til they both came together, him spilling his hot load
inside her, so much that their combined juices dripped out the sides He could
have stayed like this forever but he felt his dick shrinking and it gradually
slipped out. He leant forward and kissed her once more “I love you Niki”

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Submission

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 15 year Elizabeth Wilkerson, out of breath from running, leaned up against the tree. As she caught her breath, she could see 30 year old Ricky Baker walking towards her. He was half drunk from an afternoon of drinking and Elizabeth toying with him. They had spent the afternoon in his condo, drinking wine and Elizabeth using every opportunity flashing her panties and letting the straps of her dress fall, exposing her breasts. He had finally had enough of Elizabeth

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flaunting her sex, and was going to teach her a lesson, even though at 15 it would be considered rape.

As Ricky approached her, Elizabeth slowly pulled the straps of her white sundress down revealing her big firm tits to him. The early evening air was cool, making her pink nipples erect in no time. She then raised the skirt of her dress until her tiny white bikini panties were in full view.

As soon as Ricky reached her, he immediately began to suck and bit her young tits. His right hand traveled down her body to her panties. With one swift motion, Ricky ripped Elizabeth's panties off exposing her sparsely covered pussy. He roughly shoved his thick middle finger into her virgin cunt. Elizabeth let out a loud gasp.

"Shut up you little cock tease." Rick sneered as he undid his cut off jeans. In no time at all, Elizabeth had full view of his thick 7" rod. Ricky then ripped off her sun dress, leaving Elizabeth fully exposed to the world. Ricky had Elizabeth pinned up against the tree, forcing her legs apart with his knees, rubbing his hard dick up and down her slit, making her clit hard.

Elizabeth began to moan as she grew more aroused. Ricky could feel her wetness on the head of his stiff cock. As he embraced her, she softly whispered into his ear, "Ricky please, please suck my clit." Ricky complied with her request, and slowly moved his tongue down her tight young body, reaching her hot sweet pussy. Ricky sucked her clit until she came.

She was still out of breath when he lowered her to the ground and rammed his erect cock into her tight wet cunt. Ricky road her hard and fast. Elizabeth felt as she was being ripped apart as he fucked her. Ricky's cock exploded inside her, spewing cum deep in her pussy.

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Nuaghty next door. Sarah checks Emma out.

steve6060 on Teen Stories

I was not feeling too good. I had been working too hard and things had got on top of me, not the least 15 year old Emma and her sister Sarah with her new found sex drive.

They popped round to see me, lying in bed.

Emma looked at me and grinned in that so sexy way of hers.

“We are here to cheer you up.”

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bottom of the bed and faced each other. Sarah took off her light brown zip-up sweatshirt. Emma put her hands on Sarah's waist, who put hers on Emma's upper arms. Sarah cleared her throat.
“Hee hee. This is going to be good." I said.” I can see I’m going to get well quite soon!”
The girls brushed lips tentatively, looking into each others eyes, trying to gauge each other's reaction. Then they began to kiss. They closed their eyes. Gentle kisses turned more passionate, as Sarah took Emma's face in her hands. After a bit more time, Sarah slid one hand down Emma's arm. She guided her friend's hand up to her breast. Emma didn't fight it at all, and gently caressed the curve of Sarah's tit.
I watched this scene unfold before my eyes.
Both girls were becoming more aroused. Sarah ran her fingers through her sister’s hair. Emma slid her hand under Sarah's white T-shirt. As it lifted up, I saw that Sarah wasn't wearing a bra. Sarah's body shuddered and she giggled as her sister’s palm brushed across her pert nipple. Both girls smiled and continued.
A few more seconds, and the girls stopped.
“And I think... that's time," Emma said slightly out of breath, "Oh, but we're not done yet. We want to make sure you NEVER say that this little show wasn't designed to make you feel better.”

Sarah took off her t-shirt as Emma knelt in front of her, sliding her tight black pants to the floor. Sarah stepped out of them, and turned to face the guys. She was wearing only a white thong, brown ankle boots, and little white anklet socks. She walked over to me, standing while Emma sat down behind her on the bed. Sarah bent over at the waist putting her hands on my thighs. She slid them up to the obvious bulge.
“I see like what you've seen. I bet you want to be jacking off right now," Sarah teased seductively.
“Yes, please,” I looked at Emma. Her eyes peeked out above Sarah's shapely ass. I couldn't see her mouth, but I could tell she was smiling.
Emma pulled her friend's thong to the side and began lapping at her pussy lips. Sarah feigned a surprised gasp, as she looked over her shoulder.
“Why, Emma! Whatever are you doing?"
Emma caressed Sarah's taut ass. "Well Sarah, I'm showing you how much I like having you as my sister," she replied with an equally feigned tone before going back to her oral duties.
Sarah smiled and winked at me, and she eyed the hard cock in front of her, but quickly all her attention was taken by the sensation in her pussy.
“ Oh, yeah, Emm... that feels good... yeah, like that... lick me."
Her words were all real this time. Emma had the flat of her tongue on Sarah's shaved cunt, and was licking up and down, catching her clit with each pass. Emma began probing the tip of her tongue past the labia, and into Sarah's puss. Sarah's eyes rolled back in her head.
“ Oh GOD, that feels so good."
Emma was caressing her Sarah’s body as she pleasured her. Beautiful round ass, sexy slim legs, perfect breasts hanging there. Emma briefly stopped licking.
“I’m getting SO WET!"
She caressed her own body as she was doing Sarah with her tongue. Cupping and rubbing her own breasts. Caressing her abdomen... thighs... inside thighs... crotch.
Her service to Sarah was having the desired effect, as evidenced by her moans. She could tell that her beautiful sister was coming close to orgasm. Sarah's eyes were closed and she was now masturbating me.
Emma grabbed Sarah's thighs and used them for leverage as she moved her head forward and back, thrusting her tongue in and out of her sisters tight cunt.
“ SHHHHIT, YES!" Sarah screamed, "Don't stop, and please don't stop. Do it like that. Tongue-fuck me!"
Sarah's long hair and small breasts swayed in rhythm with Emma's head.
She moaned louder, "Uuuunnnnhhh.... uuunnnnnhh.... OOOOOHHHH... I'M CUMMING!!!"
She stopped stroking me, simply holding my cock tightly as she climaxed. As her orgasm began to subside, Emma brought her back down by kissing and licking her ass and legs.
“MY TURN!" Emma jumped up and yelled.

I reached into the bed cabinet and took out the red vibrator they both knew.
Emma started to unbuckle her belt. "Wait a minute. Turn around." Sarah spoke gently to her sister.

Emma did so and Sarah hugged her from behind, reaching around and undoing her belt, button, and zipper. "Now bend over a bit. I want Steve to see your tight little bum."
I had a view from the side as Sarah peeled her dark-grey jeans from her body. She turned her so O would have a clear view of her back side. No panties. Not even a thong was in the way.
“Doesn’t she have the cutest little ass?" Sarah asked as she rubbed Emma's cheeks. I nodded in agreement, my unattended cock still at attention.
Emma stepped up onto the bed and turned around. She wore nothing but midcalf-length boots and a tight dark-brown V-neck top with a thin gold necklace and bauble. Emma's petite body was enough to get me masturbating again. Slim hips, sexy legs. She spread her feet shoulder-width apart. Her little tuft of hair was trimmed into narrow strip, and her clit slightly protruded through her pussy lips.
Sarah sat below her leaned her head back between Emma's legs. She reached her tongue up and flicked it across her clit a few times. Emma's body shivered.
Sarah went back to the prepared dialogue. "So Emma... what do you want me to do? With you standing there like that?"
Emma was too aroused to play along. "I don't care... anything... lick me, finger me... do whatever you want."
Sarah gently rubbed Emma's clitoris, then slowly slid the vibrator which I had given her up into Emma’s cunt. Emma had been holding her breath, and she let out an erotic moaning exhale. She spread her legs a bit more.
Sarah leaned back again, and licked Emma's clit as she fucked her. Emma's body tensed up and she caressed her breasts, abdomen, and ass as she focused on the dual sensations that were being given to her. She panted, "Ohhhh... ohhhh... oh that's good. Oh yeah, Just like that. Oh."
She was coming closer to climax, and Sarah turned around to kneel on the bed in front of her. She banged the vibrator hard up and down between Emma's legs. Emma looked down at her, and their eyes locked for a moment. Emma raised up on her tip-toes and held Sarah's head in place.
“ Lick it, Sarah. Lick it. Now suck it. Suck my clit. Yeah... yeah... and fuck my pussy. Put it all the way in."
Sarah followed her directions. She wanted this to be the best orgasm her sister ever had.
Emma's head was up, eyes closed. Her beautiful mouth was open, but pulsing slightly closed with each panting breath, like a fish out of water. I could tell Emma was certainly in her element. The girls were giving me the most erotically beautiful image man had seen.
Emma was hanging on the edge of an orgasm. Her body was tense and slightly shaking.

Sarah rammed the vibrator hard into Emma. So hard she screamed, then suddenly she let go, and came, screaming Sarah's name.
She nearly fell, but Sarah caught her, and continued rubbing her clit, slower and slower, to bring her sister down. Emma's body was weak, and Sarah helped her down off the bed. She stood, holding her, kissing her head and brushing Emma's hair from her eyes.
“You ok, sweetie? Liked that, did you?"
All Emma could pant was, "Oh yeah. Wow!" She regained her breath, and tried to clear her head and come back to earth.
I looked and said, “This hard-on isn't going away on its own."
“ Oh all right," Sarah replied, "What do you want to do?"
“ I want to cum on Emma."
Emma gave that shy little look when she loved a complement. "I was pretty hot, wasn't I? Ok, but let me take off my top. I don't want to get anything on it." She removed her tight shirt.
“What about your bra, Emma?" Sarah asked.
“Eh. Steve can cum on it. It's a throw-away. So are we talking breasts, stomach, what?"
“ Oh, all right," Emma whined, "So now what?"
“ Well, lay on the bed," Sarah directed, "and I'll get him off."
Emma lay on her back across the table. "So I just lie here?"
I got slowly up and knelt by the side of Emma's head. Sarah stood beside me and started stroking my cock. Emma looked up at the thick dick above her face, and licking her lips, began rubbing her clit. Sarah talked dirty while jacking me off.
“Isn’t she beautiful? Look at those blue eyes. Perfect features. Look at that gorgeous face. You just want to cum on it, don't you? Wouldn't she be more beautiful with your cum on her face?"
Sarah could tell by the throbbing that I was about to cum. She pointed my cock down at Emma and jacked it faster. Emma laid there eyes closed, stroking her pussy, unaware of the impending facial. I let go and gave several strong spurts of cum across her face. When I was done, I fell back.
She kept stroking me and continued, "So you liked seeing Emma get eaten out by a woman, huh? Especially since it was me? She tasted so good," Sarah said, almost whispering as she gave me another hand job.
"Oh Sarah," Emma moaned as she fingered herself.
Sarah continued. "Remember that when you saw Emma all thin and sexy, just a few weeks ago you wanted to fuck her then, didn't you. I know you did. I bet you never thought you'd ever see me eating her pussy."

I was groaning in pleasure at the memory.
“But look at her now. Look how hot she is. She's so horny. She wants it; she wants you to cum on her. Look at that gorgeous little raven-haired slut. Maybe she'll even let you cum in her mouth."
Emma had brought herself very close to orgasm. "My mouth... I want it in my mouth..."
I leaned over her, getting the head of my cock close to Emma's open mouth. Sarah kept whispering and stroking me.
“Can you cum for me, baby? Can you cum in Emma's mouth? I want to see you cum in her mouth. Look at her waiting for you... it's Emma... you want to do this for her... now cum, baby... can you cum? Can you cum for Emma?"
Just then, Emma climaxed, screaming. At this, I shot an entire load into her mouth. Emma sucked the head, getting every drop out, her orgasm just beginning to subside.
Emma headed to the bathroom. "I'm going to take a shower. I've got boy-cum on me," she teased.
As Sarah closed the door behind her sister. She turned. Looked at me, and my hardening cock. She bent over and said “Go on. Shove it right up my pussy.”

I moved behind her and opening her pink slit I heaved in to her.

“Oh..Fucking hell…..” she said.

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Sadie's new life: Part 2, Finally Fucked

NewOrestes on Forced Stories

She slept hard and long, her body and mind needing time to recover and process the events of that day. About eleven PM the next day she finally began to stir. Before her she found a breakfast that I had lovingly prepared and left for her as well as a note I had left for her. She opened the note, desperate for any information about her surroundings and new life. In the note, she simply found the following message.

                Good morning pet,

I hope that you slept well and take this opportunity to eat and regain your strength. I assure you that you will need all of it today. I will be down once you finish your breakfast and eagerly look forward to acquainting you with your new life.

                Lovingly,

                Master

 She put down the note slowly, with tears in her eyes and surveyed the meal before her. She regarded the food with trepidation, but eventually gave in to her hunger and greedily devoured it. It was not until she finished that she took real stock of her surroundings… and her terror increased with each moment. The first thing that struck her was the isolation and hopelessness of escape. There was only one door into and out of this dungeon and it was sturdy and very tightly locked.

Suddenly the bolts on the door started to sound off and a beam of light shone into the dark dungeon. Out of fear, Sadie cowered into the corner, not sure what to expect or what nightmare would pass through those doors. She was almost surprised when a deceptively ordinary man walked in, not knowing the devil that was hid behind those cold blue eyes. Taking the whip in his hand he brought it down with a deafening “crack” on the wall, growling,

“Get over here now, slut”

Knowing better already than to disobey a direct order, Sadie started to rise to walk over only to hear another tremendous crack of the whip against the wall.

“You will crawl on your knees to me!” I growled at her.

Looking at me terrified, Sadie started to crawl towards me… her knees hurting on the hard ground not being used to such treatment. She finally arrived right before me and knew to stay on her knees.

“Slut, when I enter this room, you will be waiting for me on your knees with your hand behind your head. Understand?”

“Yes, Master” She was barely able to utter these words. Still scared and confused, but remembering better than disobey.

“Very good slave… as you know you have a long day ahead of you today, but we will have so much fun together.” I said with a wicked smile. She looked confused up at me, but was only met with a slap across the face. Shocked, she was barely able to stutter out,

“Yes, Master”

“Good girl,” I responded. “Get your ass on the table and spread yourself.”

She slowly moved towards the table, lying down on the cold metal, spreading her legs as ordered. I approached her with malice in my eyes and begun to tie her. Bending her legs, I tied them in a bent position so that she could scarcely close her legs if she tried. Pulling her up by the hair, I then tied her arms tightly behind her back, making her tits present themselves so beautifully. Stepping back I look at the beautiful, helpless body before me; running a hand across it, teasing her body. Sadie had never been particularly shy about her body, but the feeling of being helplessly tied up and exposed made her feel very self conscious. She tried to squirm briefly and was only met with a slap on her tit which ended that experiment very quickly.

“Now, slut, I am going to ask you nicely. Tell me how much you want your Master to fuck you.”

Sadie had to have known that this was coming, the raping of her young hole, but the actual moment took her by complete surprise. She begged,

“Please… no… not like this.”

She didn’t know it yet, but this was exactly the answer I was expecting. I grinned with evil in my eyes and whispered in her ear,

“Very well slave, we will have to find some other way to entertain ourselves.”

Grabbing a nearby flogger (I had made sure to have plenty handy), I draped it over her exposed body, making goose bumps appear across her skin and making her body shudder under its touch.

“Now… what should I do to keep myself amused?”

Giving her no chance to respond I brought the leather down hard on her stomach. She screamed out under the pain and her body shook. Scarcely letting her body register the pain completely I brought the whip down again on nearly the same spot. Making her writhe in pain.

“Please… no more Master.” She begged pitifully.

“Well, what else should I do with you then?” As she contemplated the answer I brought the whip down on her again, her tits now bright red from the abuse. She finally realized the game and was shocked by the decision she was being forced to make. I was either going to whip her raw or make her beg to be fucked.

“Anything you want Master, just don’t whip me anymore!” She was screaming now. I kept bringing the whip down on those pretty tits, making them vibrantly red and increasing the pain with each passing strike.

“I’m not convinced you want it to stop, slut, beg for what I know you want.”

“Please fuck me Master. Please fuck your slave!”

I smiled happily, she was beginning to learn how to behave properly, but her torment was not over yet. This was to be a learning experience for her.

“I don’t believe you slut! Beg for your Master to rape that tight hole of yours!” Whether she was simply trying to escape the whip or the little whore was beginning to get really turned on, her voice suddenly took on a new, almost bestial quality to it.

“PLLLLLEEEASE MASTER! Fuck your little cum slut with your cock. Rape your little slut’s tight hole! FUCK ME!!!”

She still had quite a bit of training left, but the first major step had been taken: She now associated pain with pleasure. Smiling I moved in between her bound legs and positioned my cock at the entrance. Unfortunately for her, I was a large man in many ways. Standing 6’ 3” and at an athletic 240 lbs, my cock did not disappoint either. It is an important point to make as I lined myself up against this tiny slut in front of me. While she was no longer a virgin, her experiences had been with inadequate college boys who knew nothing of how to fuck a woman nor possessing adequate tools to do so. I slid my cock up and down her sweet lips before pressing the head against her tight hole.

“Oh my God… it’s too big!” She screamed out as I started to push in.

“W can always go back to the whip, slave.” I reminded her.

“No Master, please no… please fuck me!”

Needing no more inspiration I buried my cock in her tight pussy, making her scram in pain and pleasure simultaneously. Not fucking her lovingly or tenderly, not even mercifully, I forced my cock deep into her cunt. Raping that tight hole and making her body shake with pleasure.

“Does that feel good slut? Do you like when your Master rapes that little cunt of yours?”

“Oh God yes Master! Hurt me so bad! Make me yours!”

I kept ramming my hard cock into her tight hole, her body betraying how much it was enjoying the abuse that was being inflicted upon it. I grabbed her shoulders and forced her entire body down on my dick, burying it so deep inside of her… filling her to her limit… stretching that pussy further than she ever dreamed possible.

“Oh Master!! It hurts so much… Don’t stop!”

Her body and mind reeling from pain and pleasure she started breathing hard. Her pussy muscles telling me that she was approaching the edge, starting to clench down on my cock.

“Oh Master… I am gonna cum!” She screamed in a hoarse voice. Her body starting to shake.

“Beg to cum slut, beg your Master to let you cum!”

“Master!! Pllleeeaaassse let your little slut cum. Please let me cum with your hard cock in me!!”

I doubted whether she would even be able to stop if I told her to, we would work on that later, but I was building up myself and wanted to cum with her.

“Cum for me slut, cum as your Master buries his seed deep in your pussy, making you mine alone. Taking you as my little cum whore.”

She started to say something, but then her body took over and the words died on her lips. Her body started to shake violently, her back arched high off the table and her hands nearly drawing blood as she clenched her fingernails into her balled fists. As her body shook and strained against its bonds, the muscles in hr cunt clenching on my cock, I reached the edge. With a tremendous roar I buried myself deep inside her and started cumming hard into that pussy; filling her with my warm seed, letting her muscles milk very last drop from me.

“Oh God Yes Master! Cum in meee!!”

As she screamed this, another orgasm hit her like a bag of rocks. She started sobbing uncontrollably, screaming at the top of her lungs as her body lost all control. I finally started to come down from my won orgasm and smiled at the shaking, sobbing slave before me. Reaching forward and kissing her softly on her lips I left her tied on the table, trembling and filled with my cum, her body and mind begging for her Master to return.

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Thank you for sharing my fantasies. Please leave a comment as to wether I should continue with this story, start another story (if you like my writing), or go stand in the corner and leave the writing to the professionals.

Cheers,

Orestes